It didn't take long to descend the mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Echan squatted on the side of the road, surrounded by large and small packages, kicking on the mischievous teenager stealing sweet potatoes in the field, his eyes breathing fire.

You must know that this scourge can be tossed more than in the village, and you won't bring him out if you say anything!

This thing is lazy and gluttonous, and he loves to do some cheap things like stealing chickens and touching dogs. No, I walked on the road for less than a day, and I was chased three times with a hoe.

It's also a loss to the second child's calves and feet, otherwise, after being caught by those villagers who seem to have stolen their wives, they may not know what they will look like.

The old man lived to be more than seventy years old, and he had never suffered this kind of wretched spirit of being chased and scolded by his mother, and the more he squatted there, the more he thought about it, the more it was not a taste, and he was so depressed that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Hurry up, there's a fucking end!"

The old man couldn't hold back the anger in his chest, and shouted at the guy in the field who was still stealing sweet potatoes.

The second egg with sweet potatoes in his arms finally ran out, his face was a vertical and horizontal underworld formed by sweat and soil, although it was dirty and dirty, but his spirit was flying, and he thought in his heart: I can finally satisfy my hunger.

The sweet potatoes were stolen so much that even if they were struggling to carry them in a brand new padded jacket, they didn't help, and every few steps they ran, one of the potatoes fell out and stumbled into the field next to them.

The cunning boy would not do the stupid thing of throwing a bunch of sweet potatoes and picking up a sweet potato, and in a hurry, he glanced at the still tumbling sweet potatoes with his spare eyes, remembered the location, and prepared to put the stolen goods on the side of the road and pick them up again.

Heaven does not fulfill the wish of the gentleman on the beam.

It may be that the old man was shouting too loudly just now, and was noticed by the nearby villagers, and at this time, there were several sturdy men holding dung forks and rushing towards this side with red faces.

Erdan suddenly panicked, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Dachun, come and help me take it, hey, what are you running." Master E, come and help me,, old man, can you fly!"

Erdan originally wanted Dachun and Old Man E to answer, but the two high-ranking people who didn't eat and work ran wildly. Especially the old man who is over the age of old, even if he is full of burdens, he is not much more than the big black when he escaped, and the billowing smoke and dust raised by the big feet really have the majestic momentum of two yellow dragons under his feet.

Erdan was dumbfounded, gritted his teeth, and ran wildly.

The men in the field saw that the three thieves were running fast, and they did not chase after them, but squatted in place and gasped for breath, and their mouths were freed up, and the vulgar shouts and curses came and went.

This sweet potato is not easy to grow in winter, and can only be produced by the only remaining fertile soil next to the hot spring, and the yield is extremely low, only a few hundred catties per year. This is what they have planted with great difficulty, and they are counting on taking the village's specialties to the city for some New Year's goods, but they didn't expect to be stolen a lot by the little rabbit cubs.

The three people who had been scolded for at least hundreds of generations of ancestors ran out of ten miles to find a sheltered place, and when they saw that no one was chasing them, they began to enjoy the stolen goods.

Sweet potatoes in winter are so rare.

Erdan buried seven or eight sweet potatoes in the soil, set up a fire, and waited patiently with his hands in his cuffs. Seeing that the fire is ready, he picks up the fire with a wooden stick and picks up the soil, and the tempting aroma spreads instantly.

The hook of the two eggs drooled directly.

I was about to pick up the largest sweet potato and start to enjoy it, but I was hit on the back of my hand by a rough big hand, and the hot and painful, fragrant roasted sweet potato was snatched away in an instant.

"Master E, is there such a thing as you! That fat chicken in the morning was stolen by me, and you only left me a chicken butt. These sweet potatoes are also stolen by me, I roasted them, if you don't help, forget it, and grab the biggest food, you are so old, you want to be ashamed!"

The second egg who was robbed was indignant, but he didn't dare to forcibly snatch it back, but crossed his waist, rolled his eyes, and shouted a reprimand at the rogue robber.

The old man squeezed his hand hard, and the golden and soft sweet potato broke out of the skin, opened his big mouth, and ate it clean in one bite, and then rolled his eyes whiter than the young man, and said vaguely: "Don't you often say, this cheek doesn't eat or drink, and there is a bird for it." ”

The guy who was treated by others in the way of others wants to cry without tears.

Da Chun smiled innocently, threw the larger sweet potato in the pit into the hands of the second egg, and said with a smile: "I said that you should not do so many bad things on weekdays, but you don't listen, this is in the words of Master Du, good people have their own good luck, bad people have their own bad people to grind, what does it feel like to be bullied, isn't it fun?"

Erdan puffed out his cheeks, craned his neck and howled: "Heaven is intolerable!!"

Fortunately, Ezen only ate four of these gluttons, leaving four for the two apprentices, and after the sweet potatoes were divided, the three of them continued to move forward.

"Old man E, where are we going?" Erdan is not a grudge-loving character, he was humiliated by the sweet potato just now, and he was left behind after a while, and he jumped while walking on the road and said.

Ezen picked his teeth with a small wooden stick, and said casually: "Beilin Kingdom, Jingzhou." ”

The young man who had heard the name of the place for the first time tilted his head and asked, "What kind of ghost is that?"

The old man threw away the wooden stick, burped with satisfaction, and replied: "If you go, you will know, why do you ask so much, and you are afraid that Lao Tzu will sell you? ”

The ridiculed young man didn't dare to speak back, so he could only mutter: "I did the work, and being chased and beaten by others also left me behind, and the effort is not thankless, it is better to sleep comfortably on Niuniu's lap at home." ”

An hour later.

Erdan, who hadn't eaten or drunk enough, touched his shriveled belly and said complainingly: "This is not there yet? Can you get me something to eat, I don't have the energy to steal." ”

Ezen squinted at him, pointed to the burden on his body, and said with a smile: "Didn't your mother-in-law stuff you with so many pancakes, forgot?"

Erdan's eyes lit up, and he forgot about it!

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he took out a piece of bread, devoured it, and thought to himself: Aunt Li still hurts me, knowing that it is difficult to find food on the road, so she has prepared so many good things. He looked at the mountain of baggage around him, and he didn't seem to feel so burdensome.

After stuffing two pieces of bread, Erdan stood up, wiped the greasy side of his mouth with his cuffs, and asked, "Master, if you walk for two more days, can you walk to the place where you said you can eat anything?"

Erdan was reluctant to go down the mountain at first, but the old man fooled him and said that there were the best horses for him to ride in the place he went, and the most delicious delicacies for him to eat as he pleased, so he agreed to travel. If it doesn't matter if it's not profitable, he can do it?

The old man didn't even look at him, and replied, "Where is this, it's early." ”

Erdan said with a bitter face: "It's not far away, when will this come?"

"Let's go for another month. ”

"Leave for a month? it! So long? I knew that the young master wouldn't come with you so far! Erdan gritted his teeth, looking resentful, and felt deceived.

Seeing him standing in place and complaining, Da Chun grabbed his arm and said with a smile: "Hurry up, go ahead, let the master get you some delicious food." Aren't you going to explore the rivers and lakes? Aren't you going to be rivers and lakes here? ”

Erdan had a gloomy face, looked at the master in front of him who was comfortable with his hands, and then looked at himself who was full of burdens, and Brother Dachun who was gloating next to him, and the whistling cold north wind made his head hurt.

These rivers and lakes are absolutely different from the rivers and lakes in my imagination.

I still remember the kind of hero described in the book, who is not dressed in white and riding on a white horse, with a peerless sword hanging from his waist, flattered everywhere he goes, and is invited by others to eat and drink, and has never taken out his own silver. When you meet a murderer, you don't need to make a move, you can stab the other party's big hole by reciting two mantras!

That's the rivers and lakes of his dreams.

Erdan followed behind the two of them very reluctantly, drooping his head and moving forward silently, probably thinking that this long journey was really difficult, he quickly trotted a few steps, arrived in front of the master, and pointed to his thin legs: "Then you can get me a horse, I'm afraid that my little body will have to finish playing if I can't walk." ”

The old man glared at him and said disdainfully: "Okay, look at the way you scourge in the village every day, you can fly with two wings, and you can walk ten times with that energy." ”

Da Chun smiled beside him: "Twenty round trips can also walk down." ”

When Echan went to Rongzhou to destroy the Lieweimen, he got a lot of gold and silver back. He is not a hero, and he despises that kind of hero the most, everyone has been killed, what are you doing with your belongings, waiting for others to pick up ready-made?

So the current old man is definitely a rich man, and the gold and silver in his arms are enough to buy dozens of horses, and he doesn't buy horses for transportation, not to deliberately abuse Erdan and Dachun. Thousands of miles of strides are actually to polish the muscles and bones meridians, and when the bodies of the two children reach the limit, when they arrive in Jingzhou, the effect of taking pills can be better.

Erdan didn't understand the master's hard work, and complained while walking, like a little daughter-in-law who married the wrong person.

The farther north they went, the colder the climate became, and the three of them were also wrapped in thick cotton clothes, and the faces of the two teenagers were red by the cold wind, and they had the common complexion of the Northlanders.

Further on, there is the Qinling Mountains.