Chapter 6-7 It is difficult for a good man to cook without rice

Although it is now in troubled times, the princes of the Eighteenth Road are crusading against Dong Zhuo with great momentum, but for Luoyang City, which has not been affected by the war, the people in the city are still living a peaceful life, but if you want to say that there are differences, it is probably more difficult than usual, and walking on the street is more nervous.

However, that was for ordinary people, and for the famous families in Luoyang City, the war still profoundly affected them.

As night fell, due to the recent tensions, the lights of the residents on the street had been turned off, and only the patrolling guards walked on the street, their footsteps echoing in the night, I don't know if they woke up the residents' dreams, but at least added a little silence to the empty streets.

However, there are still places where the lights are still on, and in the study room in the residence of the Imperial Historian, there are lights reflected through the windows.

A father and son are discussing something in this study.

"Dad, I heard that the coalition won another battle today."

It was a young man who looked to be in his teens and twenties, and although he was not very handsome, he could give people a sense of solidity and reliability.

"Is the news serious?"

Hearing his son's words, the middle-aged man who was the father hurriedly asked.

"It's true, I have a friend who works in Dong Zhuojun, and he told me."

The young man nodded, reassured.

"It's good, it's good. The coalition army is so strong, and the court that has been defiled by Dong thieves is just around the corner when it returns to sunshine. ”

The man who was the father stroked his beard and sighed, and his joy was overflowing.

"It's just...... I don't think that's a good thing. ”

Unlike his father, who was beaming, the young man had a worried look on his face.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Although the coalition forces have won, we are now in the hands of Dong Zhuo after all. You know that Dong thief, he acts quite domineeringly, and such a domineering person may make a move to break the net when the army is defeated. ”

"The fish is dead?"

After a little thought, the expression on my father's face gradually became solemn.

"So, it's a possibility."

“……”

Seeing that his father's train of thought gradually aligned with his own, the young man did not speak, but nodded solemnly.

"In this case, I have to save some hands......

Father stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and continued.

"Tomorrow, you gather your younger brothers and tell them to prepare early, and besides, don't let your subordinates know about this, so as not to penetrate Dong Zhuo's ears."

"What about the second brother?"

"Don't disturb his cultivation yet, after all, this is just our speculation."

"Yes."

The young man nodded.

The secret conversation between father and son did not last long, and soon the lights in the study went out.

The young man walked out of the study and returned to the door of his room, but instead of entering the door at once, he looked next door to his room.

The purple light of Yingying was shooting out of the window next door at this time, and he opened his mouth, and was hesitating to say hello to his younger brother who was cultivating, but some immature children's voices came from the window one step ahead of him.

"Big brother, I'll prepare what should be prepared."

"Really, nothing can escape your ears."

Hearing his younger brother's voice, the eldest brother was stunned at first, and then smiled bitterly.

"I can't help it, I don't want to."

The child's voice sounded mischievous, as if he was playing coquettish with his brother.

"Yes, then you go to bed early."

"Well, big brother goes to bed early, too."

In the room, a ten-year-old child listened sideways for a while, and only then did he refocus his gaze on the things in front of him when he heard the big brother next door go to bed.

In front of him, there was a magic circle that was constantly shining with purple light, and in the center of the magic circle, there was a skull skull that existed as the eye of the array, and the same purple light shot out from the eyes of the skull, shining on the child's immature face, indescribably weird and penetrating.

However, the child who was the person concerned obviously did not feel it. He held a few copper coins in one hand and two tortoise shells in the other, and he kept throwing them on the circle and then retracting them, as if he was using the power of the circle to calculate something.

"How so?"

Looking at the hexagram in front of him, the child showed a puzzled look, his brows furrowed, and his little hand subconsciously put it to his mouth, and unconsciously gnawed it.

He calculated the fortune of the family, and he calculated it many times, and the hexagrams he calculated were all unchanged.

It's just that this hexagram can be interpreted with two completely different results.

One is extremely prosperous, and the other is extremely declining.

"How so?"

He repeated it again, then picked up a roll of bamboo slips in his hand and flipped through it.

But the more he looked, the more he couldn't believe it.

"Our Sima family, there will be an emperor ......"

……

The next day, it was dawn, and Zhou Ping woke up.

It's not that he slept so much, on the contrary, he slept late after tossing and turning for a long time last night.

He was woken up by the cold, as mentioned earlier, the conditions on Liu Bei's side were not very good, and he could only sleep in a grass hut that could not shelter from the wind, and now it was winter, and the morning wind was still very cold.

In the face of such a harsh environment, since he woke up, Zhou Ping simply didn't go back to sleep.

Now that it was still very early before the exercise, Zhou Ping sat up tremblingly and put on a cultivation posture, intending to make use of this period of time.

Maybe it's because of playing games and reading novels, but for Zhou Ping, this "Taiping Technique" is quite easy to understand, and many obscure terms in the book can be understood as things like level experience skills.

He opened his inner view and saw that in his sea of dantian qi, a small cloud of pale golden qi was slowly spinning.

That's the foundation of his practice.

In the future, as long as we continue to cultivate on the basis of this small cyclone, it will only be a matter of time before we can achieve great success.

Looking around, the sky was still dark, and only a few soldiers in charge of the sentry were awake, and those soldiers were in a state of yawning at this time, and they would not pay attention to him, Zhou Ping couldn't help but start thinking about giving it a try.

According to the division of the strength of "Taiping Technique", he now belongs to the most basic level, and there are not many tricks that can be used, only two, one is the most elementary thunder magic light, and the other is the heavenly eye that belongs to the ghost category.

First of all, Lei Guang, Zhou Ping silently recited the formula, only to see that his true qi stored in the sea of dantian qi was mobilized under the influence of the magic formula, and a wisp of true qi slowly detached from the cyclone, and then followed his meridians all the way, and finally came to his fingertips.

"Crackle!"

A golden electric current shot out from his fingertips, instantly striking a thunderbolt more than ten inches long.

"it."

It was as if he had rashly adjusted the breath of the new lighter to the maximum, and the sudden thunderbolt did not alarm the others, but frightened Zhou Ping.

Although he didn't point his finger at himself, the thunderbolt was not straight, but a little arc to his eyes, and he patted his chest quite fearfully, fortunately he didn't have any cultivation, and the thunderbolt he made was not too long, otherwise he would really be blind.

It seems that this is a melee skill, and I don't know when I will be able to learn Guan Yu's ranged skill of swinging a dragon.

Forget it, don't worry, the coming day will be long.

Zhou Ping quickly adjusted his mentality and began to try another trick of his.

Ghost Road - Heavenly Eye.

A lot of pen and ink was spent on "Taiping Technique" to introduce Tianyan, but in Zhou Ping's opinion, this is just a human version of the combat power observer.

He changed the method this time, and the whirlpool at the dantian once again separated a wisp of true qi, and this true qi traveled all the way up along the meridians under the guidance of the magic formula, and finally came to Zhou Ping's eyes.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound sounded in his mind, and Zhou Ping's vision changed slightly, as if he was wearing an infrared camera, and pale red humanoid silhouettes appeared.

He looked down at himself, only to find that the color of his body was not red, but some bright gold.

Is this the result of cultivating the Taiping Technique?

Zhou Ping sighed secretly, and then turned his gaze to the grass shed where the three brothers Liu Guan and Zhang were.

Guan Yu is a bright and rich turquoise, while Zhang Fei is an equally rich but slightly gloomy dark red, as for Liu Bei......

Well?

Zhou Ping rubbed his eyes, but what caught his eyes was a pale red that was no different from other ordinary people.

It's just that those pale reds seem to have double shadows, as if Liu Bei is not one person, but many people.

What kind of exercises is Liu Bei cultivating?

Zhou Ping's heart was full of doubts, but now there was no chance to satisfy his curiosity in this situation, he directly lifted the eye of the sky, and now the camp has gradually become lively, and a new day has begun.

Breakfast is porridge with salt, this is what the man said, but in fact......

Zhou Ping glanced at a few grains of rice under the pale white soup.

Maybe it's better to call it rice soup.

"What is this food?"

A soldier took a bite of the rice soup in the bowl, then slammed the bowl to the ground and got up in a "open-minded" manner.

"yes, what is this!"

"Lord Yuan Shu's food is much better than here!"

"Master Kong Rong's food is also better than here, and there are also bread buns!"

Someone took the lead, and the other soldiers immediately followed, and immediately began to shout.

Zhou Ping and the troublesome soldiers were not in a bunch, and he was fortunate to have dinner with the three brothers Liu Guan and Zhang as the part-time chief bookkeeper.

He quietly glanced at the three brothers Liu Guan and Zhang, wanting to see their response.

It's just that Zhou Ping is going to be disappointed this time, no matter how strong the two of Guan and Zhang are, no matter how strong Liu Bei's personality charm is, no food is no food, and no one can change it.

In the face of the complaints of the soldiers, Liu Bei just sent his own soldiers to maintain order.

"Big brother! Why don't you let me grab the grain, big brother, don't worry, this time I pretend to be Dong Zhuo's person, and I will definitely not implicate us! ”

It seems that Zhang Fei's idea of grabbing food will not be eliminated for a while.

"No, how can the eldest husband do such a trivial thing!"

Guan Yu on the side persuaded sharply, in his opinion, grabbing food in a bright and bright way is nothing, but if he pretends to be someone else, it will be a big problem.

"Uh...... The second brother taught a lesson. ”

Obviously, Zhang Fei also realized his gaffe and hurriedly said.

"Ugh."

Liu Bei sighed, he silently drank the rice soup in the bowl in his hand, and then said to his two brothers as if he had made up his mind.

"You two are here to keep order, let the soldiers go if they want to go, they come here for our reputation, and it is our fault that we did not greet them well."

"Then, big brother, what about you."

"I'll go find General Gongsun Zhan."

Gongsun Zhan, one of the princes of the Eighteenth Road, studied with Liu Bei under the Great Confucian Lu Zhi when he was young, and had a close personal relationship with Liu Bei, and was his boss before Liu Bei was established as the prince of the Nineteenth Road.

"Big Brother ......"

Liu Bei waved his hand and motioned to the two younger brothers to stop talking.

"Ugh."

The two looked at each other, and finally could only sigh.

Liu Bei is arrogant, although this arrogance is not obvious, but Guan Zhang, the sworn brother who has a heart-to-heart with Liu Bei, knows it. Hearing that the eldest brother wanted to ask Gongsun Chan for help, the two of them felt very uncomfortable, but other than that, there was no other way.

At this moment, a herald suddenly came to the three of them.

"My lord! Fenwu General Cao Cao is visiting! ”