"The three brothers of the Oni clan died, and they died in San'in Castle. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Shen Tu Jia's grandfather and grandson followed a young wizard ......"

"I'm not sure if it's the Witches of the Snow Nation who intervened?"

"This morning, Shen Tujia's ox cart drove out of San'in City and was heading for Yanbian Fu City, and the young wizard followed ......"

Chihiro was still tightly wrapped in a black cloak, and her voice was hoarse and dry, only when she said "Young Wizard", her cold gaze fluctuated slightly.

Zhang Yanghao tied the plaque of "Tianji Pavilion" tightly on his back, and they were about to move again. Standing next to him quietly listening to Chihiro talking, looking into the distance in a daze.

"We have to act...... Otherwise, there will be no more chances......" Chihiro's voice was a little impatient.

"Go to Huangzhou City......" Zhang Yanghao finally spoke, without giving Chihiro a chance to interject, "We are waiting for Shentu Jia's grandson to arrive in Huangzhou City." ”

"Kong Wenqu, the former prime minister of the Snow Country, died not simply. The shamans hiding in the snow country are not all accepted by the descendants of the cultivators of Middle-earth. Kong Wenqu's death shows that my guess was correct. ”

"Are you saying that there will be witches who will attack Shen Tujia and them?" Chihiro hurriedly asked.

Zhang Yanghao nodded, "Kong Wenqu was in the snow country back then, and in the end, he also ended up dead, and those witch Taoists who still don't forget the hatred of witch cultivation are impossible to accept the birth of another Kong Wenqu." ”

"So, they are more desperate than we are to kill Shen Tujia! And Yanbian Fucheng is their only chance. ”

"If Shen Tujia escapes with his life, we will wait for him in Huangzhou City......"

Chihiro nodded when she heard this, and then suddenly thought of the tall figure of Arajusan and hesitated again.

"The young wizard ......"

"It's okay!" Zhang Yanghao interrupted Chihiro's words with a wave of his hand, "The death of the three brothers of the Ghost Family is entirely because they are not familiar with the abilities of the Witch Daoists, and they are too conceited, so they ended up like this. ”

"This time it's a contest between witches, and that young wizard can't make any big waves!"

Chihiro nodded noncommittally, and a thought suddenly crossed her head. "Is that really the case?"

.........

The old green ox pulled the ox cart and drove slowly out of Shanyin City, and in the silent field, Huang Thirteen sat in front of the ox cart holding a book, babbling awkwardly and reading aloud.

He is learning the lingua franca of Middle-earth, as well as literacy.

Last night's conversation with Shen Tujia made him understand how wide this world really is. If he wants to go to a wider world, strength alone is not enough, he also needs knowledge, even the most basic things.

The fact that Wild Thirteen was able to grow up alone in the Great Barren Mountain shows that he is extremely intelligent, and Shen Tujia only taught him once, and he was able to roughly grasp the pronunciation of each word.

So since he left San'in City, he sat in front of the ox cart and read and read, and read and read over and over again.

From the first rays of the morning sun, he put the old green ox on the ox cart and began to read. Until the sun went down, he tied the old green ox and jumped on the big tree by the side of the road, and read it for a while before going to bed.

As long as he makes up his mind to do something, he will always be very serious.

A small head poked out of the ox cart, Xue Linlang blinked at the Wild Thirteen who was sitting there reading seriously, and then quickly retracted into the car.

"Grandpa, nothing will happen to the thirteenth brother, right?"

Xue Linlang has followed Shen Tujia since she was a child, and Shen Tujia is a wise man in Middle-earth, so she has been in contact with scholars the most since she was a child. But she had never seen anyone read as seriously as Arajusan did, like a madman, which made her very worried.

Shen Tujia was also a little surprised by the seriousness of the Wild Thirteen, but then laughed it off.

A wild man from a barren mountain, when bathed in the brilliant civilization of Middle-earth, can not be too crazy, it can only show that the child can be taught.

At first, he read only to read for literacy, but then slowly understood the meaning, so a magnificent world slowly unfolded in front of his eyes.

The world in the book is not a great wilderness mountain, nor is it like a snow country under the great wilderness mountain, it is a place full of magic and incredible.

At the beginning, the Thirteen Desolate Ones and the people of the Land of Snow only understood Middle-earth as a general "rich and prosperous", but the Middle-earth world described in the book was much more vivid.

Any city in Middle-earth is home to tens of millions of people, and the people there live in buildings hundreds of meters high. This made Arazo feel very new, he really couldn't understand how the house could be built so high?

The city there didn't have tall walls, so didn't they worry about the invasion of fierce beasts?

What he longed for most was that there was something called the "flying boat" in Middle-earth, which could carry people into the sky like flat-haired beasts, traveling tens of thousands of miles a day.

What he hated most was flat-haired beasts, but what he wanted to experience most was the feeling of flying.

The book that Shen Tujia gave him was not a systematic encyclopedia, and he could only pull out some interesting things from the corners of the book. These understandings were intermittent, making him have many questions, and his heart felt as if he had been scratched by a monkey, and it was itchy and uncomfortable.

This feeling of pain and happiness made him know what the right decision it was to study with Shen Tujia.

He looked back to the south, and Middle-earth was in that direction.

Just as he was reading more and more, the ox cart finally stopped under the city of Yanbian Province.

The bluestone walls of Yanbian Fucheng are even taller, and the crevices in the stones are covered with moss lichen, which looks heavy and solid. At this time, a large number of people gathered in front of the tall city gates, as if waiting for their arrival.

When Shen Tujia put on the cumbersome moon white Confucian robe again, he put on the high crown hat and stood on the ox cart to show off.

Wild Thirteen knew that the old man standing in the center of the crowd was actually the lord of Yanbian Mansion City. It seems that the people here have already known the news of the visitors from Middle-earth in advance.

The ox cart passed through the bustling crowd, and under the eager eyes of hundreds of people, it came to the government office of Yanbian Fucheng. Because Yanbian Mansion was extremely well prepared for Shen Tujia's arrival, they were invited into the government as soon as possible.

The reception banquet prepared by the government for Shen Tujia was obviously much more extravagant than that of Shanyin County. The banquet in Shanyin County is described as "full", while the banquet in Yanbian Mansion is much higher in style.

Let's take the delicacies in the banquet, they are all the meat of the more famous fierce beasts in the Snow Country, and as the desolate thirteen who eat all the beasts, they have a lot to say about it.

In his opinion, this banquet was still prepared very seriously, and it would be better if there were no messy things, thinking of this, Arazo looked at the center of the living room with disdain.

Young ladies danced there, but the women of the Snow Country were not much weaker than men, their steps were steady, their momentum was magnificent, and from time to time they stepped on the tune and roared a few times, and there was a bit of marching battle in the dance steps.

Maybe Wild Thirteen was still a little interested in this before, but since seeing Xue Linlang's dancing, all that is left is disgust.

Boredom, his eyes swept around the hall. Shen Tujia was sitting there with long sleeves and a golden lotus tongue, which caused everyone to cheer and praise from time to time.

The lord of the mansion who described the withered house, the old eyes were cloudy and godless, and the wild thirteen saw that the other party had not been able to catch the chopsticks in his hand for a long time, and finally with the help of the attendants next to him, he finally tasted a mouthful of cod soup.

This kind of old man who is about to die can still continue to sit in the position of the governor of Yanbian Prefecture? Could it be that this snow country is blind? If this is placed in the Great Wilderness Mountain, the weeds on the grave are all one person high, and this is still under the condition that he can survive the bones.

Shen Tujia was still "fooling" the people of Yanbian Mansion, and the atmosphere at this banquet made the Wild Thirteen bored, so he ate something hastily and left quietly.

Xue Linlang glanced at the back of the Wild Thirteen, in fact, she also wanted to leave early, but the etiquette she had received since she was a child made her sit beside Shen Tujia in peace and dignity.

Walking out of the Yanbian Mansion, Huang Thirteen took a deep breath and walked along the street in front of the Mansion towards the city square of Yanbian Mansion.

The layout of the city square in Yanbian Province is the same as that in the city square of Shanyin County, but the area is wider, and the stone monuments that boast of their exploits come to stand in front of the Xuan Bing statue of the late Prime Minister Wen Qugong.

Huang Shisan's breathing was a little short, and he firmly believed that as long as he smashed this Xuan Ice statue, he would be able to obtain the coveted cultivation method of the Thirty-six Scenes of the Witch Dao, the Second Rank and Nine Scenes.

Just as he reached out to touch the chilling Xuanbing statue, a heavy voice suddenly came from behind him.

"You're a desolate thirteen?"

Arazo turned his head to look, and the person who came was a middle-aged and strong man who was not much shorter than him, with dark skin like iron, his beard and hair as straight as thorns, and there was a kind of breathtaking momentum in his gestures.

This person must have killed people, and there are not a few people who have killed him, and Arazo can see it at a glance.

Moreover, this person he had just seen in the palace, he was the captain of the garrison in the border area of the Snow Country, and the military chief of a place. The other party is also a number of leading figures in Yanbian Mansion, and he actually left the banquet in the mansion, which is a little surprising.

"Those three Middle Earth cultivators in Shanyin County, but you killed them?" the black-faced lieutenant continued.

After all, he not only killed three monks, but also smashed the Xuanbing statue of the late Prime Minister Wen Qugong, which should be considered a big crime, right?

But what about the big sins? Arasan never cared about that, and nodded immediately. Behold?

"Haha... Well done... Kill well! Of course, the faster you kill, the better......"

The black-faced lieutenant became more and more happy the more he spoke, waving a strong slap, not knowing where to slap his chest, his emotions were difficult to vent, his face was red and his ears were red with anxiety, and finally he finally found the shoulder of the wild thirteen.

"Bang ......"

The black-faced lieutenant's sturdy slap finally landed on Arakusan's shoulder, as if two stones had hit each other.

Arazo's complexion still hasn't changed, no one can easily take advantage of him, the corners of the black-faced captain's mouth twitched slightly, just when he was about to pat Arazo's shoulder with one hand, the other party's shoulder suddenly slammed into his shoulder and jumped a little, it looked like he was patting Arazo's shoulder, but it was better to say that Arazo's shoulder hit his palm.

And he didn't expect this at all, with his mental calculation or unintentional, it can be said that this contact between the two of them, the black-faced lieutenant suffered a dark loss, and his dark palms were a little dark red.

However, some people's tastes are indeed a little perverted, and if you treat him well, he looks down on you more and more. If you have a hard fight with him, it's best to let him suffer some losses, and he thinks you're good. Take this black-faced lieutenant, for example.

"Haha......" The black-faced lieutenant slapped Arazo's shoulder a few times again, his movements seemed a little stiff, and then he quickly withdrew his arm.

"Good boy... It's a good body! It's sturdy..... I appreciate your ......."

"That's it?"

Wild Thirteen was a little unbelievable, since the other party knew that he had killed three cultivator killers, he must also know that the statue of Wenqu Gong Xuanbing in Shanyin County was also smashed by him.

"Not only did I kill people, but I also smashed the statue in San'in Square......"

Listening to the words of the Wild Thirteen, a complicated look in the eyes of the black-faced captain flashed and disappeared, and then they all turned into a look of relief and appreciation.

He felt that at a young age, he was not only not weak, but also honest and sincere, and he was really a good boy.

"A certain name is Heishi, and he is the captain of the border army stationed in Yanbian Province. As for the smashing of the Xuanbing statue, I learned from the official documents of Shanyin County that it was the three Middle Earth killers who did it. How could the young man be so confused as to take the blame for them?"

"You should not have had enough fun at the banquet of the government just now, and you feel very close to you when you see you, so it is better to find a quiet place, and we will have a few more drinks. ”

How many glasses have you had? By drinking barley wine, of course. Hearing this, Arajusan felt mouthful.

At the banquet of the government just now, he really didn't have a good time, the main reason was that in the banquet where he sat at the separate table, the barley wine jug on his table was too small, and the barley wine was not enough for him to moisten his throat.

Thinking of this, Arajusan nodded without thinking.

"Is there barley wine?"

"Hahaha.... It's getting more and more pleasing to the eye. The best barley wine in the whole Yanbian Province will keep it and drink it to your heart's content. ”