Volume 1 The Hero Goes to His Hometown in Autumn Chapter 2 Han Anjun
Li Xingwolf's eyes changed slightly, and he snorted coldly. "I am the Lord of the Evil Prison Mountain, a great cultivator of the Perfection of the Food and Qi Realm. Today is only for this woman. I don't want to make a difference. Little brother, it's better to have more things to do when you're out of the house. Please weigh the weight carefully. ”
When the man in purple heard this, he scolded for some reason, and his front feet were still scolding his mother, and the next moment, a phantom rolled up a gust of wind and dust and came behind the man with the scar a few feet away. Li Xingwolf didn't have time to react at all, and was grabbed by the back of the neck like an eagle and lifted up in the air. The man in purple grabbed the back of Li Xingwolf's neck and slammed it to the ground, then used both feet together, and picked his face to greet him. He kicked and scolded: "I'll let you be a great cultivator! Let you pretend to be a big-tailed wolf! You dare to speak out about a great cultivator with a little deflated three? Do you know what the last person who pretended to be garlic in front of me turned out to be? Reached out and took the umbrella in the little girl's hand, "Childe, I'll rest, change for you, remember to lighten your hand." ”
"Okay!"
"Can you not slap your face, Childe?"
"What's wrong?"
"No matter how much you slap your face, you won't look like a man... ”
The rest of the thieves, who had been late, looked at the unreclaimed eldest brother on the ground with a dull expression, and suddenly you look at me and I look at you, and their eyes are wide and small. Looking at Brother Gongzi not far away, the thief with the head of the king rat suddenly put the poor accomplice still on the ground, and then plopped down on the ground and threw himself to the ground: "Hero, spare your life! Spare the little one's life," the rest of the group saw this, and they all knelt down and begged for mercy. For a while, there were cries on the official road in Yibei, and dust was flying.
A cold snort interrupted the plea for mercy. The thieves raised their heads one after another and looked at the boy in front of them, holding a sword around his chest. Brother Gongzi looked at the big-faced cats and smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed to the red-robed little girl next to him: "Hey, don't call me, she's called Daxia." The thieves were stunned for a moment, and immediately turned to face the little girl and cried out: "The woman spares her life, the woman spares her life." ”
The little girl slapped a thief on the slick head with a heavy slap: "Hero!
"Uh, the hero spares his life, the hero spares his life... ”
"If you get it, it's also your luck, it's not as high as your unlucky leading brother, so running fast isn't it death. You, and you, with the kid and his mother on your back, come with us into the city. Remember to bring silver. You have to pay for the medical treatment. For the rest, you're the only one? I don't care. Let's take these two idiots back to Evil Prison Mountain first. Remember to wait for your stupid big brother to wake up and tell him to stay obediently in the mountains and wait for Ben Gongzi. Four or five people dare to do evil in Yibei Evil Prison Mountain? No one knows who has the final say in this Evil Prison Mountain?" After speaking, he led his little girl humming a little song and walked towards Yibei City.
The bald head and another person hurriedly took out a stack of silver tickets from their eldest brother's arms, and then chased after the mother and son on their backs.
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"Childe, that little guy is awake. ”
The man in purple walked to the bed with a medicine bowl in his hand and sat down. He smiled at the little guy who was leaning against the little girl in the red robe. "Don't worry, your mother is fine, she is resting in the yard next door. ”
"Thank you, uncle. My name is Deng Qiu, but everyone calls me Deng Aqiu. Uncle, who are you and what is your name?"
The corners of the man's mouth twitched slightly, "Ahem, my name is Han An." Cold cold, peaceful peace. ”
"Oh, thank you, Uncle Han'an. ”
"I'm not your uncle, I'm your uncle. Brother Gongzi, named Han'an, handed the medicine to Deng Qiu: "Drink the medicine, and then take you to see your mother." ”
"Uncle?" Deng Aqiu took a big sip of the medicine bowl with a frown: "Why don't I know that there is an uncle?"
Han An rubbed his brows and stood up, "Ask your mother to go." He walked to the courtyard opposite. Deng Aqiu hurriedly pinched his nose and drank a large bowl of Chinese medicine that nourished his qi and calmed his nerves, and while sticking out his tongue and sucking and screaming that I was killing me, he followed. Shui Zhu'er on the side secretly laughed: "Thank you, uncle! ”
"What are you laughing at, punish you for boiling my feet for my son. His ears were cold, otherwise he remembered his son-in-law's pretended stern voice. The little girl's neck shrank, and she turned around and boiled water.
At this time, the woman had changed into clean and new clothes with the help of Shui Zhu'er, and was lying unconscious on the bed. Han An looked at the woman's complexion and nodded. said to Deng Aqiu, who trotted over. "In order to take you away forcibly, your mother used a very costly secret method, and her cultivation is not high, plus she has been injured many times in recent days, leaving a dark disease. This time, your uncle and I have to work hard to save your mother's life. Thank you, uncle. ”
"Oh. Thank you, uncle. But are you really my uncle?" Deng Aqiu bowed to Han An.
The man ignored him and continued, "But when I'll wake up, I'm not sure. ”
The little guy looked at the mother lying on the bed, and slowly couldn't help crying. On the side, Han An hurriedly put his finger on his mouth and made a silent gesture. "Shh~ Don't cry, your mother has to rest. Do you understand?" Deng Aqiu hurriedly tried his best not to cry when he heard this. "Then if I don't cry, can I stay here with my mother?"
"Yes. Your uncle and I went out to do something. You're here with your mother. Don't disturb her rest. Seeing that Deng Aqiu didn't speak, he just nodded. Han An snorted. Turn and leave.
"Childe, the water is going to boil. Where are you going?" Shui Zhu'er shouted to Childe, who was about to walk outside the mansion.
"Right away, I'll go and go back. ”
"Why are you going, are you fighting?"
"I took you with me when I got into a fight. Wait for me at home, and Childe will go to meet someone. ”
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The Fuye River bypasses the steep mountain in the north of the city, and spreads to the south of Chiyang County, which is much more gentle and magnificent. Therefore, there are many villages and towns along the river. Many residents make a living from ferrying and fishing. There are also patches of fertile rice paddies. In early autumn, the night is getting dark. In the floating leaf river, orange fishing lanterns have been lit up, and they began to shout and sing in the sound of weaving and chirping. It's not shouting for songs, it's catching a fish called Akiori. Autumn weaving fish shape like peach leaves, red, white two colors, promote weaving when it appears, promote weaving when there is none. It is said that in ancient times in Chiyang County, a fairy who was abandoned by Taoist couples threw himself into the river, so he ordered fairy fish. The small one is one or two inches, and the long one is five or six inches. The taste is not only wonderful, but also has all kinds of miraculous effects for those who practice martial arts, this fish is quite sensitive to the qi of cultivators, but also has a lot of curiosity about shouting and singing. Therefore, most of the local fishermen take boats and sing and fish at night. Although the number is extremely rare, if you are lucky enough to catch one, no matter how big or small, and sell it in the Tianbao Pavilion in the city, it will be enough for the family to have a good winter and a good year in peace. The stars hang down and the rivers are wide, and the singing is everywhere. In addition, the scenery on both sides of the strait is beautiful. Falling English is colorful. It attracts an endless stream of tourists from all over the world. It is known as "Fishing Boat Singing Night", and "Rice Wine is Cool", "Flying Spring Should Snow" and is known as one of the famous three wonders of Wei State.
The moon is hidden and the stars are visible, and the autumn breeze blows on the surface of the river. There is a canopy boat in the floating leaf river, and there is an old man with long eyebrows on it. Unlike other people who catch autumn weaving fish, they don't light up or sing loudly. There is a lazy appearance of going with the flow and taking the bait. Even so, there were already four or five red and white autumn weaving fish in the bamboo basket next to him. The elite is clear and very gratifying.
The old man took a sip of the rice wine at his feet, and said to the front with a smile: "Han Anjun, please take away the qi, my fish are all disturbed by you." Why don't you go to my boat?"
The young man in purple stood hanging from the river, and said with a smile: "You send me two, I'll go back, the kid is here to ask for a few autumn weaves, hehe." As he spoke, he pointed to the small bamboo basket beside the old man.
"Haha, I haven't seen you for many years, Han Anjun is still so interesting. That is, the old man, why not give you two. ”
The boat flowed in front of Han An, and Han Anjun stepped into the boat, took the wine jug handed over by the old man, and took a sip gently: "Yo he, the best Tianliang rice wine?", without waiting for the old man to reply, he drank two big sips, and then returned it to the old man, "Yes, Lao Yangtou." Your gang of disciples and disciples are honoring you?" the elder with long eyebrows snorted coldly in response.
"What are you doing when you come back from Donglinzhou, and you don't hurry up in the mansion to deal with the accumulated official business? Or are you also interested in the Red Moon Cave Heaven?" the old man glanced at Han Anjun, who was squatting next to the bamboo basket and looking at it.
"Hey, you don't know that I'm the carefree boy. I just want to gain fame, chant poetry, and make gifts. Relying on my talent to learn and eat soft rice in Shenjing, your imperial brother His Majesty had to say that I was talented, and I was a genius or something. Say that the world is so big, you have to go out to experience and experience, what a good man is ambitious, don't think only about women and fine wine all day long, you have to let me give up literature and follow martial arts. You don't know how tired I've been in the past few years. As he spoke, he raised his body and lay down flat, and lifted Erlang's legs, "Tired, tired." ”
"I know that once I entered the Innocent Realm, I was already a Jinghua Immortal. Truly remarkable. I can't envy it. The old man shook his head, took advantage of the bait to smile and pointed at the boy who was lying behind.
Han An hurriedly got up and walked up with a smile to help with the bait, "Where is it, I don't deserve Chiyang Zhenjun's false praise." Although I came back to Chiyang in a hurry, I also heard all kinds of rumors about the Red Moon Cave Heaven on the way, after all, on your and my territory, you still have to worry about snacks. Otherwise, you can't pay the difference, no. ”
"Even if you kid is still a little self-aware, Your Majesty knows that you have returned to Chiyang County from Donglin Prefecture. Let me convey to you that if this matter is done well, you will not be held accountable for dereliction of duty. Chiyang Zhenjun raised his eyebrows, and reached out to grab the purple green wine gourd that was taken advantage of the opportunity to steal a large sip of rice wine. And then he said. "Hurry up and take two autumn weaves and go, you guy, if you keep wrapping up, my wine gourd will be empty." ”
Han An smashed his mouth and whispered a stingy ghost. Before the old man hit him with a bamboo pole, he grabbed the fish basket and volleyed away. disappeared in a blink of an eye, only an echo came from afar: "You Jiang Shenhuan boy use it first, and I'll return it to you tomorrow." ”
Chiyang Zhenjun stood up and first stretched his legs and feet, then looked in the direction of Yibei City, and muttered in his mouth: "Innocent, golden body, or heavenly spirit, I can't see through it." There are talents in the country, old and old. ”