readx;? Chapter 9: Blood and Water (2)

If Ning Ziming was ten years older, he would definitely not make a decision so impulsively. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIf Ning Ziming was already old enough to stand, he would probably weigh the pros and cons repeatedly, and quickly find sufficient reasons for himself to avoid the trip.

Going to see Shi Chonggui, whether it was to determine his identity as the prince of the previous dynasty or to achieve the opposite result, it would not be of any benefit to him. And the current state that cannot be determined and cannot be denied is the best choice for him.

An emperor who has lost his country will not bring him any help, but will only drag down his future. And even if it was confirmed that he himself was completely unrelated to Shi Yanbao, the prince of the previous dynasty, he would not be able to go back to the past, and be the carefree, chubby little thief he was back in again.

He has embarked on a path of his own, and any choice he makes no longer involves himself alone. It's just that he's too young at this time to realize it at all!

"Second uncle, I left a letter for Han Chongyun, you can help me bring it to him! Tell him that I didn't mean to break my promise this time, as long as I didn't die outside the fortress, after the incident, I would definitely come back to Chang Jiedu to take the blame!" As if explaining to Ning Caichen, as if talking to himself, his eyes were staring at the square sky at the window, Ning Ziming continued to add in a low voice.

"This ......" Ning Caichen instinctively wanted to dissuade him, but when the words came to his lips, it became another sentence, "That's fine." I tried to escort the baggage as slowly as possible. When Han Chongyun sees your letter, it's too late to catch up!"

"Tell him not to chase after him for the sake of his brothers. Ning Ziming gritted his teeth and shook his head slightly, "I will definitely come back, as long as I don't die outside the plug." The way I am now, falling into the hands of other festival envoys, may not end up as well as staying in the Wusheng Army!"

"Hmm!" Ning Caichen nodded vigorously, and then proposed in a very low voice, "You, you can actually ......"

Halfway through his words, he swallowed it back into his stomach. Then he sighed under his breath and began to help his righteous son pack his bags.

"Don't make it too much of a hassle. There are three to four days of dry food, and a few copper coins are enough. The simpler my outfit is, the less eye-catching it will be!" Ning Ziming and him have long formed a tacit understanding. Hurry up and start working together.

"Hmm!" Ning Caichen nodded again, opened his bag, took out two gold ingots the size of a baby's fist from inside, and threw them into the package specially prepared for Ning Ziming.

He didn't think it was the right choice for Ning Ziming to go to Saiwai now. However, there was no reason for him to speak out and dissuade him. In the books he has read, filial piety is the road to family, and faith is the foundation of life. If a person refuses to help his biological father when he sees him in trouble, he is not worthy of living in the world at all, and he is expected to repay the relatives and friends around him. If a person is prone to taking the promises he once made as the wind behind him, this guy is also a well-dressed beast, and it is not worth plotting for him.

Therefore, what Ning Er's family can do now is to try to make Yizi's bags richer. Try to make Yizi go more at ease and without worry.

"Second uncle, what are you doing here?" Ning Ziming's eyes were sharp, and he keenly noticed the luster of gold, and stretched out his hand, ready to take out his father-in-law's pension money from the package.

"Poor family rich road!" This time, Ning Caichen did not let his temperament do anything again. Instead, he quickly raised his arm and separated his arms, "You listen to me, the Khitans have just established a country, and the decree cannot be unified for the time being." Yelu Ruan, the emperor, may not be able to manage the local chieftain sometimes. If you bring more gold and silver, you will have more money on your own road, and second, if you are in trouble, you will be able to buy a road with gold. As long as it's not the Leather Room Army, no one will take you too seriously!"

"Hmm!" Ning Ziming agreed in a low voice, and the arm that was separated in mid-air could no longer exert any strength.

He understands the other party's intentions, and the other party is reluctant to let him leave, let alone take risks. Although the other party didn't say it explicitly, since he beat him to determine that his surname was Ning, he had already regarded him as his own flesh and blood. And he, if he really has a choice, is willing to be a child of the King of the Mountain, not the second prince of the previous dynasty!

Neither father nor son spoke, and tacitly cooperated with each other to complete the outfit as quickly as possible. After a while, Ning Caichen gave the order to go, announcing that he was unwell, and that he would rest in the baggage camp today and continue his journey early tomorrow morning. Ning Ziming changed his position as a messenger, rode a war horse, carried a package with another war horse, and quietly left the temporary military camp through the back door.

The bandits in Zelu and Zelu have been almost suppressed, and some of the heroes who used to be troubled in the place had to be temporarily restrained so as not to set themselves on fire. Therefore, even if he is alone in a short period of time, Ning Ziming is unlikely to encounter any trouble. What's more, after half a year of battlefield grinding, he already has a faint murderous aura on him. After the ordinary ruffians saw it, they couldn't hide, how could they come forward to ask for their own hardships?

The roads in the hilly areas are trodden by shepherds and pedestrians, and it is difficult for even Mobei horses, who do not pick the road, to run too fast. After leaving the mountainous area, although there is an official road, it is also in disrepair, and there are traps created by rain or mountain winds everywhere. If a horse's hooves are not careful, they will be broken and broken.

Ning Ziming first trotted and persisted for half an hour. Then he found a mountain stream, fed water to the two mounts, and fed the black beans he carried with him to replenish his strength. When the two mounts had finished eating the black beans and began to moisten themselves by the river in search of the freshly sprouted grass, he also stopped to eat some dry food. Then he put away the messenger's outfit, dressed himself up again as a rich son of a relative, and continued on his horse.

After crossing two more ditches that were not too wide, he came to a fortress that had been abandoned for many years. The walls of the fortress are very high, but there are no key facilities such as horse faces, arrow towers, and parapet ditches. Therefore, such a fortress is destined to not exist for too long in the location near Taihang Mountain. The bandits could easily put the ladder on the wall, and then use their feather arrows to block the village near the ladder to cover the dead from climbing over the wall......

Just as Ning Ziming was inspecting the defensive flaws of the fortress, a small group of foraging wolves howled out of the gap in the wall, and set up an attack formation behind the side of the war horse.

The two horses were frightened and desperately tried to break away from the wolves. Ning Ziming quickly took out two short axes from under the saddle bridge, copied them in his hands, and at the same time turned his head sideways, judging the position of the head wolf with the corner of his eye. He is no longer the little fat man who had no power to fight back, the huge survival pressure, sufficient nutrition and many boring combat opportunities have made him quickly grow into an excellent martial artist.

"Whoa——!," the wolf let out a short scream, and its body quickly soared into the air, revealing its shiny white fangs towards the horse carrying the parcels and supplies. It has a lot of experience in hunting and is very accurate in its tactics. As long as you kill the pack horse in front of you, you can cut off the supply of dry food for the human on the other horse. Then, even if you don't launch a strong attack, you can starve your prey to death by repeatedly entanglement.

It's just a pity that it underestimates the combat effectiveness of its opponents.

Just as he was about to close his mouth, two cold lights came into the air. "Poof!" "Poof!" One hit the door of the head, and the other flew past against the belly, cutting a bloody trail in mid-air.

"Woo!" the wolf let out a final cry of sorrow from his mouth, and was smashed to the ground by the first cold light. In the lower abdomen, plasma gushes out along with the intestines.

"Woooooooo One by one, they stopped, pressed their mouths to the corpse of the leader, and whimpered.

"Look for death!" Ning Ziming scolded disdainfully, forcibly turned the mount with his left hand, and drew the horizontal knife cleanly with his right hand. With his arms stretched out diagonally, his body leaned forward against the neck of the horse, and the wind swept over the side of the wolves with the speed of the horse's sprint.

The red light splashed, and there were two wild wolves that couldn't dodge, from the root of the front legs to the tail, a straight and long hole was cut by the blade, and the plasma in the whole body quickly flowed out, and they died on the spot.

Before he could fight again, the rest of the wolves grabbed their tails and fled. The whimpering cry instantly resounded throughout the wilderness.

The two hand axes were picked up by Ning Ziming, wiped clean with the horizontal knife, and hung in the leather bag next to the saddle. Three wolf skins became his trophies. When it was warm and cold, the beast had not yet changed its moult, so the color of the wolf's skin was very good. The bigger gain was that he found that his reaction speed and ability to grasp the fighter plane were far better now than he was a few months ago, when he first started to lead the army.

This discovery surprised him very much, and at the same time, he felt a little more confident about this trip. According to the information provided by Second Uncle Ning, there are only two concubines and a daughter by his father's side at the moment. Even if he is Shi Yanbao, those two concubines are not his mother-in-law. So as long as he leaves with his father, who has been a military general, and leaves with his sister, even if he encounters obstacles on the way, he has a great chance to break through the net and escape back to the Central Plains.

"When the time comes, I will hand over my father and sister to the master, and let the master secretly send them to Jiangnan, so that they can live their lives incognito and live their lives in peace!

As soon as he thought of Chang Si's grace of life, a beautiful figure quickly appeared in his heart. Since becoming a rider, it is difficult for the two to meet again, even if they find an opportunity to meet secretly last time, they can only say a few words, and then say goodbye in a hurry. However, in his heart, Chang Wanying's weight is getting heavier and heavier.

"If Shi Chonggui wasn't my father, I'd tell Wanying the truth. If she is still willing to marry me, it will be a big deal, and I will sell my life for their Chang family for another five years. Then save a sum of money and take the second uncle and her ......"

Just as he was thinking stupidly, there was a sudden violent sound of horses' hooves behind him. Immediately, Yang Guangyi's harsh words came like an arrow: "Bah! Scoundrel villain who doesn't talk much, where are you going? You stop for me, Lao Tzu wants to seek justice for the little junior sister today!"

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