Chapter 518: Old Poems in Spring
"Here, I think it's the most appropriate!"
The place where Chen An's finger landed was a place that didn't look very famous
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Location, in a plain area between the capital and the three fronts, Yuan Lai was stunned when he first saw it, and he didn't understand what it meant.
Chen An explained: "This place is called Qingni Town, you see, his location is very interesting, passing through him is not the biggest official road, but it is an important road. The road where this town is located is precisely the main way to get to the three routes from various places in the Central Plains, this road is not wide enough to walk the army, but it can go, if the cultivators of the major sects want to rush to the front line, almost half of the sects of the Qiguo can take this road. ”
According to Chen An's instructions, Yuan Lai took a closer look, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Chen An continued: "That is to say, if the major sects send people to the battlefield, a considerable number of them will pass through Qingni Town, and after passing through the town, and then going forward here, they can go straight to any route, this is equivalent to the source of spring water, as long as it is blocked here, the pressure on the three-way army will be greatly reduced!"
How smart Yuan Lai was, when he heard this, he immediately understood, and his eyes lit up and said, "So you mean that you want me to go here and intercept and kill the cultivators who are rushing to the front line, so as to reduce the enemy's combat power from the source?"
"That's right!" Chen An slapped the table with his hand and nodded, "This town is located in an open position, it is appropriate to advance and retreat, it is difficult to garrison, there are no villages and towns for dozens of miles before and after, it is a supply place that they must pass through, if you can add some chaos to them here, it is best to do it, even if you can't beat it, this location is also easy to retreat, we can't find a suitable person to go before, if the cultivation is not enough, it is useless to go, the cultivation is high, if you let a four realms rush over, it is even more inappropriate." ”
As soon as Yuan Lai heard this, his eyes were already shining, and when he made a decision, he suddenly said solemnly: "Since this is the case, I agree!"
Chen An was overjoyed, but still instructed: "Although you are strong in cultivation, after all, there are few people, don't fight hard, sneak attack and interception are the best, and if you can be injured, you don't have to kill." ”
"I understand. Yuan Lai nodded, Chen An's suggestion was reasonable, the effort required to kill a person was several times more difficult than injuring him, compared to taking the risk of killing, it was better to only injure and not kill, so as to reduce the combat power and not put himself in danger.
Yuan Lai understood this truth, but he had other thoughts in his heart, he had just learned that Bright Yinhua was good for his promotion, and Bright Yinhua and other things could only be obtained after killing, and this thing was very attractive to him.
But in short, the matter was quickly settled, and the two talked for a long time, Chen An passed on a lot of important information, and the most surprising thing for Yuan Lai was that he actually took out a directory.
It turned out to be an account of the people who cultivated in the Three Realms today, and the specific cultivation of many famous Three Realms, the names of their own objects, their combat habits, and the Dao methods they used well were all described in detail.
Needless to say, it took a lot of money and energy to get such a booklet, Yuan came and was overjoyed, this thing helped him really greatly.
The matter was decided that night, according to Chen An's idea was to hope that Yuan Lai would leave quietly, and his whereabouts would also be suppressed here, Yuan Lai had just killed Zhao Baiyang, and his fame would inevitably attract the attention of the imperial court.
Of course, as a price, Chen An may have to bear more enemy pressure for a short period of time in the future, but Chen An can still distinguish the severity.
There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning of the second day, the sky was not yet bright, and when the morning light was slightly bright, Yuan Lai and Han Daye quietly left Wancheng and rushed to Qingni Town in the cool breeze.
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On the map, the distance between the two places is not far, but it takes a lot of time to actually get there.
By the time the two of them finally arrived at Qingni Town, more than ten days had passed, and this speed was already extremely fast.
When they entered the town, it was ten noon, the noon of spring was not as hot as the harsh summer, cool and warm, during the time of the journey, the two of them had no other attention except practice, and when they arrived in Qingni Town, the bloody aura of killing in Wancheng was much lighter.
The mood fluctuations caused by the killing have also been stabilized again, so when the two of them led the horses into the town, they did not attract people's attention.
Although Qingni Town is a town, it is not small, and there are many merchants who come and go all year round, so the people here are no longer surprised by the arrival of strangers from outside, even if they are cultivators, their receptivity is much stronger than that of other towns.
There is an inn in the town, and Yuan Lai and Ohno live temporarily, thinking that if they fight a protracted war, it is best to find an opportunity to rent a few private houses.
Anyway, they are not short of money.
After settling down, they had to eat, and because they were sleepy, they didn't bother to pick and choose, so they found a clean noodle stall, and the two sat down.
There are not many people in the store, the owner of the store is a thin and tall man, diligent with his hands and feet, he treats people kindly, he smiles very warmly when he looks at people, he doesn't talk much, and he doesn't seem noisy, all of which makes Yuan Lai very satisfied.
The shopkeeper also has a son, about six or seven years old, born white and clean, but sensible, not noisy or noisy, just lying on a table next to the two of them with a brush and copying the book seriously, I don't know whether to practice calligraphy or memorize.
After Yuan Lai sat down, he looked at it a few times, and couldn't help but be distracted, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly whispered: "I don't know how many days there will be like this." ”
Han Daye sat on the stool as steady as a boulder, and when he heard this, he raised his head and said, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, reading is a very happy thing, and watching other people read is a very happy thing, but unfortunately I know that this happiness will not last long, and I am one of the people who broke this peaceful and beautiful life, do you understand this feeling?"
Yuan's words were a little twisted, but Ohno understood, so he fell silent, looking at the boy who was studying seriously, Ohno's eyes suddenly fluttered, and he remembered himself, and then his face that was not good at expressing emotions couldn't help but appear stunned.
"Come here, come here. The gaze cast by the two finally caught the boy's attention, he looked at it curiously, and Yuan Lai immediately smiled and beckoned.
Maybe it's because I've seen a lot of similar scenes, or maybe it's Yuan Lai's peaceful temperament, in short, the boy didn't seem flustered, he blinked his black and white eyes, and didn't move.
Yuan Lai said, "Come, let me see what books you read." ”
This time, the boy obediently jumped off the small stool and walked over with a book, Yuan Lai took it with a smile, and then couldn't help but be stunned.
The booklet is paperbacked, and there is a faint pattern in the upper left and right corners of each page, and Yuan Lai can see at a glance that this is actually the pattern of his own bookstore, that is, the book was actually bought from his store.
If this was just a slight surprise to Yuan Lai, then what really made him cry and laugh was the poem on the page that he opened at this time.
"Chrysanthemum"
Author: Yuan Lai.