"Childe, Childe, here we are!" Ahsan and Ali ran to him panting.

"For so many years, every time I have to run so far to fight, I am not tired!" Ah Shan clutched his chest and gasped, "My little heart will always be broken one day." ”

"It's good to have fought this time." Ali was so tired that he sat down in the rocks on the river beach, "Anyway, the son will return to Nanshu soon." ”

Malan Zhangxiu kicked Ali and snatched the wooden sword from his hand: "If you don't speak, you won't be dumb." ”

Ali looked at Ahsan strangely: "Did I say something wrong?" ”

Ahsancong shouldered: "As long as we are here, we will always say the wrong thing." ”

Malan Zhangxiu held a wooden sword, bowed and guarded.

Yu Fenghong kicked a larger stone at his feet and looked at Ma Lan Zhangxiu.

Ah Lan turned around and ran over: "Do you still want to fight?" ”

Yu Fenghong didn't speak.

Maran Zhangxiu nodded: "You have to fight." ”

Ah Lan thought for a while and said to Yu Fenghong: "Brother Hong, don't hurt him, I like him." ”

Yu Fenghong nodded, looking at Ma Lan Zhangxiu with a smile.

Ah Lan smiled at Malan Zhangxiu, and then jumped away, sitting on the pebbles of the past to watch the battle as before.

She said she liked me! At that moment, Ma Lanzhangxiu's eyes burst out with countless smiles, and her heart was full of ambition. At this moment, Malan Zhangxiu grows into a man, a Maran man who can give everything to protect the woman he loves.

Ma Lan Zhangxiu rushed towards Yu Fenghong with a wooden sword, and Yu Fenghong, who was on the defensive, set up an oak stick block. How can the oak stick withstand the attack of Yu Fengguang's carefully polished maple wood sword? After two or three rounds of back and forth, Yu Fenghong's oak stick was reimbursed.

Ah Lan shouted at the two: "Stop! ”

Yu Fenghong and Ma Lan Zhangxiu both stopped inexplicably.

Ah Lan walked back again, looked at Ma Lan Zhangxiu and said, "You can't hurt my brother Hong either." ”

Ah Shan said in embarrassment: "Ah Lan, you don't want my son-in-law to hurt your brother, and you don't want your brother to hurt my son-in-law, how else can you fight?" ”

Ali smiled: "Isn't it the same as in the past?" Fighting back and forth, you can't tell the winner. ”

Alan asked strangely, "Why do you want to divide the winners and losers?" ”

Dare to love her, she even forgot why these two people were fighting.

Yu Fenghong said to Ali, "You accompany my sister to the river beach to find a kind of grass whose leaves look like the leaves of a cyborvitae, but the stem is like a bellflower, and it has black flowers, called Cistanche, and eating it will make people not have children (Note 1)." It was the lame witch in the flea nest who asked for it, and I will bring it tomorrow. ”

Ali looked at Ah Lan, and then looked back at Ma Lan Zhangxiu: "Didn't you say that you hit three of them one by one?" I'm not on it yet. ”

Yu Fenghong smiled: "Isn't there still Ashan?" It's the same with two hitting one. ”

Ah Shan said timidly: "Or, I'll accompany Ah Lan to collect medicine, and Ah Shan stays?" ”

Ma Lan Zhangxiu shouted angrily: "You two get out!" What else two fight one! Let's just fight one by one! ”

Ah Shan tilted his head and thought about it, and sent the bamboo knife in his hand forward from the ground: "This knife is not bad, it can allow you to fight for a while." ”

Ali and Ahsan pulled Ah Lan down to the river beach: "Let's go pick herbs, so that everyone can eat them without having children." ”

Ah Lan looked back at Yu Fenghong and Ma Lan Zhangxiu, and sat on a stone a little farther away and didn't leave: "If any of you lose, I'll help you!" ”

Again, the two boys said in unison, "You don't care!" ”

"I-" Alan hesitated for a moment, then said firmly, "Of course I'll take care of it." Then he said loudly to the two boys who were glaring at each other, "Of course I have to take care of it!" ”

Ali and Ah Shan squinted, and the two of them sat next to Ah Lan on the pebbles, letting the stream murmur under their feet, and watching Zhangxiu and Ah Hong slap at each other without blinking.

Ah Hong picked up Ah Shan's bamboo knife and looked at Zhangxiu with a smile. The texture of the bamboo is not as hard as the sweetgum wood, and it is not as thick as the sweetgum wood, not to mention that the sweetgum sword held by Zhangxiu is the sword that Yu Fengguang often uses, and it is naturally sleek and skillful.

But there is also a benefit to the bamboo knife. Originally from the Shenzhou Continent, it was the main bamboo raft of the 26 tribes when they crossed to the east, which can withstand blisters, soft and retractable, and importantly, the bamboo knife can be cut and split.

When the Dahui Imperial Court forbade the possession of iron and bronze tools for the mountain people of the two ethnic groups, the bamboo and the sweetgum wood had a stronger effect on the Yufeng and Gezhi people, who originally relied on them for production and life, and various functions were quickly played.

Zhangxiu spread his wings and moved, kicked with his left foot, twisted his waist to the left, and the sword in his hand quickly slammed up to the right.

Ah Hong held the bamboo knife in his hand and slashed with a swift momentum, seemingly jumping left and right to dodge, without any martial arts routines, in fact, it was strange and mysterious, people could not predict, the footwork was fast, even dodging and dodging, unconsciously he had bullied Zhangxiu's side, and the bamboo knife slashed at his feet, attacking him under the plate.

Zhangxiu was taken aback, thinking that he would win the battle, but he had to hang it with his sword, and quickly turned his wrist to slash Ah Hong's bamboo knife, and pulled the sword in a circle.

Ah Hong's bamboo knife is fast but not chaotic, quiet but not sluggish, soft but not soft, the move is defense, but there is movement in the quiet, and if you are not careful, you will even split and slash to attack Zhangxiu.

Zhangxiu went back and forth several times, turning into a defensive and offensive team.

The two are like a pair of roosters in a decisive battle, eyeing each other, leading the attack in the defense, and strictly defending in the attack.

The two of them each took three steps back.

Zhangxiu said hatefully: "I have had a martial arts coach since I was three years old, although my coaches have been driven away by me, it is better than you, a wild boy from Kanggaram Mountain!" ”

Ah Hong snorted coldly: "So what? The edge of the knife is slashing. I've never had a coach, and I've never used an iron weapon, but I can run, dodge, and dodge, so what can you do with me? ”

Zhangxiu put away his sword and looked at Ah Lan, who was sitting on the sound of pebbles in the distance and watching the battle. The rocks were surrounded by tall and soft weeds, the river trickled past her, Alan tilted her head, the warm wind of late spring overflowed her hair, and the sun shone red on her face.

The puppy had run to Ah Lan and was lying on his feet and sticking out his tongue to look at them, while Jiufeng was no longer interested in the game between the two, hovering over the river, occasionally swooping down to catch a small fish from the river and feasting on it.

I'm willing to give up everything in exchange for staying with her. Zhangxiu narrowed her eyes. Even if it's to defeat her brother!

"Come again!" He yelled.

If he was lucky and did it casually just now, then now, he will devote himself to preparing for battle. He bowed down and held his sword in hand.

Ah Hong untied the rattan rope wrapped around his waist, but instead threw the bamboo knife on the ground and shook the rattan rope, faster and faster, like a gray halo, covering himself tightly.

Zhangxiu attacked with a sword, and the sword led the wind, but Ah Hong used a rattan rope to cover his whole body impermeable, and he didn't give Zhangxiu a chance at all.

Zhangxiu stepped back, bent his right hand with the sword and raised his wrist forward, lightning-like the tip of the sword downward, and his left hand then turned inward, grasped the hilt of the sword, and quickly stabbed towards Ah Hong.

He heard Ah Lan's "ah", and his strength weakened by three points for no reason, and at this moment, Ah Hong's rattan rope had wrapped around the sword, wrapped around the hilt, and wanted to pull it off from Zhangxiu's hand.

Zhangxiu had to take three quick steps back, seal the rattan rope with a sword, and then snatch the wooden sword with his right hand, pull it down, and forcibly force Ah Hong back.

The two of them each took three steps back and got out of the way.

Changxiu looked at Ah Hong in surprise. Over the years, the two have been fighting on this river beach, and there has never been a real fight, and most of the time, Ah Hong does not have any fighting skills, only dodge and escape, but now, he finds that Ah Hong is not only only dodging.

He's on the run looking for an opportunity to attack!

"Again?" Ah Hongpi said with a smile.

Aki-su hated his expression, especially when his pale blonde hair shone through the shadows of the trees in the mountains in the sunlight, giving him a golden sacredness.

He hates him, hates his hair, hates that he is Ah Lan's brother, and hates that he actually swears to protect Ah Lan!

"Come again!" He yelled.

But at this moment, from the top of Kangaram Mountain, there was a melodious whistling of bamboo, and then a long and a short whistle of acacia leaves.

"Brother Hong, Lord Zhangxiu, my father told us to go back." Alan happily jumped off the pebble and said happily.

Brother Hong has never beaten Master Zhangxiu, and Lord Zhangxiu has never beaten Brother Hong, this is what Alan is most happy about.

"Why do you do this every time?" Ali said disappointedly: "I thought today would be different from the past." It took half an hour to climb and descend the mountain, and another hour to fight, and there is still nothing new! ”

Ah Shan patted him on the shoulder meaningfully and jumped off the pebble: "Isn't there no one dozen or three today?" If it's a dozen or three, then Ah Hong, this kid will definitely lose. ”

Ah Lan called Jinxiu: "Let's go, you." Then there was another whistle, and Jiufeng swept in front of everyone's eyes and rushed towards home.

Zhangxiu held a wooden sword and demonstrated to Ah Hong: "I didn't lose, come back next time." ”

Ah Hong smiled: "You didn't win either." ”

Zhangxiu turned her head towards Ahsan and Ali angrily: "Go back to the city." ”

Ali picked up Zhangxiu's black blue cloud water pattern Shu embroidered coat that he had only worn in the morning, and said bitterly: "What a good piece of clothing, worth dozens of gold shields, what a pity it was." ”

Zhangxiu was already depressed, and when she heard Ali say this, she glared at him fiercely: "I'll reward you." ”

Ali sighed, smiled, and hugged his coat: "Thank you, thank you, Childe, may you defeat Ah Hong next time and slap him on the ground a hundred times." ”

Ah Shan was a little dissatisfied with Zhangxiu's unfair reward and punishment, and pointed at Ali and said, "Do you mean that Gongzi didn't beat Ah Hong today?" Obviously, Gongzi didn't lose, do you dare to help Ah Hong like this? ”

Ali looked at the puffing Zhangxiu in embarrassment, and whispered to Ah Shan: "Go home, I'll give you the pair of boots that Gongzi gave you last time." ”

Ahsan smiled triumphantly.

When several people returned to Kangalam Mountain, they saw a bald Nanshu man standing next to Yu Fengguang, except for a few long flowing gray hair in his ears, the top of his head was as bright as a mirror. A few steps behind the bald old man, there were also four guards wearing the badge of the silkworm mother of the Nanshu Maran clan on their chests.

Once again, Zhangxiu felt that the silkworm badge was extremely ugly.

The bald old man greeted him and solemnly saluted Zhangxiu: "The little one has seen the son." Master Maran came to pick up his son and return to China with a small one, and set off immediately! ”

Zhangxiu was taken aback: "Why? ”

(Note (1): "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" says: There is grass, its leaves are like Hui, its roots are like bellflowers, black and flashy, and the name is Rongrong. Food makes a man childless. ）