"Is it really a bowl of wine?"

The middle-aged scribe had a look of doubt in his eyes, and he asked again.

"Naturally, is there still a fake, a bowl of wine for a human head, I think this deal is very cost-effective."

Ding Xiaoyi replied lightly.

"I see",

The middle-aged scribe's eyes flashed, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"I don't have an opinion that you want the head of our big boss, but there are more than 400 people here, as long as you kill them all, you can find the big boss. Of course, there's another suggestion, I don't know if you want to hear it. ”

The middle-aged scribe said to Ding Xiaoyi again.

"I only want to drill the head of the leopard, and as for the lives of other people, I am not interested."

Ding Xiaoyi said lazily, more than 400 horse thieves, this is going to kill the Year of the Monkey and the Moon.

Even if these more than 400 horse thieves stood still,

Let him have a sword, then how long will it take to kill, and it is best if he can not use the sword.

"I understand people, I like to deal with cheerful people the most. The big boss is out, and he should be back in about two hours, if you don't mind, go and sit in our stockade, and when he comes back, it's not too late for you to kill him, right? ”

The middle-aged scribe had a warm smile on his face.

"Looks like you want to start anew, right?"

Ding Xiaoyi has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he can't see what the middle-aged scribe is thinking at this time.

"This is called a good bird choosing a tree to perch, and following the leopard is not a way after all, in fact, we don't want to be horse thieves."

The middle-aged scribe said to Ding Xiaoyi with a wry smile on his face.

If the horse thieves that Ding Xiaoyi began to kill were a rabble,

Then the horse thieves in this ravine are a disciplined army.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at this group of horse thieves wearing armor and walking in unison, and his eyes couldn't help flashing.

Where is this ordinary horse thief, it is simply a battle-hardened iron cavalry army.

The horse thieves automatically gave way to the road, and the middle-aged scribe led Ding Xiaoyi to the depths of the stockade.

"Dare to ask this little friend's surname?"

The middle-aged scribe asked Ding Xiaoyi very elegantly with a folding fan in his hand,

The other horse thieves were staring at each other, and the long knives in their hands reflected the light of the forest.

"Oh, Ding Xiaoyi",

He replied to the middle-aged scribe, who did not have any hostility on his face, and seemed to be very kind.

Ding Xiaoyi followed the middle-aged scribe to an elegant building,

Although it is a house made of wood, the furnishings in this house are also exquisite and elegant.

A row of bookshelves appeared in front of Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, and he looked at all this curiously.

He came to the bookshelf and pulled out a book with an ancient atmosphere, which was a book on the art of war.

"I used to be a teacher, but I was kidnapped here by the Diamond Leopard, and then I became a military advisor under the Diamond Leopard."

The middle-aged scribe had a proud expression on his face, and he explained to Ding Xiaoyi.

"I have a headache when I see the book, and my head is dizzy when I see the words of Dadou, and it is better to listen to the sword in my hand."

Ding Xiaoyi really doesn't have a good impression of reading.

"Everyone's way of practicing is different, there are also people in the capital of the Great Yonghuang who rely on reading to read a nine-grade great master, and the world's cultivation is the same, and scholars are not all useless."

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"I've heard of this, Emperor Dayong has a place called the Book House, and the readers in the Book House have a strong and righteous spirit. Reading a book actually reads Haoran righteousness, but it is also a kind of cultivation. Ding Xiaoyi thought so.

"The imperial capital must be very prosperous, and if you have the opportunity, you will have to go to the imperial capital to see it."

The middle-aged scribe's eyes showed a look of longing.

"I'm sorry, I haven't been to the imperial capital, and I don't know what the imperial capital is like."

Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a look of embarrassment.

"There is a chance to go and see",

The middle-aged scribe suggested to Ding Xiaoyi,

"That's natural, if you have the opportunity, you must go to the imperial capital to see it." Ding Xiaoyi naturally yearns for the legendary capital.

"Sir shouldn't be an ordinary teacher, it is rumored that there is an ancient empire buried in this desert, Loulan, I don't know what Mr. thinks of this ancient empire."

A bright smile appeared on Ding Xiaoyi's face, and he asked the middle-aged scribe.

"The ancient country of Loulan was destroyed by an accident, and the secrets of the ancient country of Loulan were also buried in this desert. As for what the secret of this Loulan Ancient Kingdom is, no one knows. ”

"But I don't know the name of the gentleman yet",

Ding Xiaoyi chatted with the middle-aged scribe for so long, and only then did he remember to ask the other party's name.

"The name is just a title, I haven't had this name for a long time, and the surname is Tu Su in the East",

A bitter smile appeared on the middle-aged scribe's face, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Dongfang Tu Su, this name is weird." Ding Xiaoyi muttered,

"It is said that there is an island in the East China Sea, called Sword Island, and the people on that island all practice swordsmanship, and the people of this Sword Island are all surnamed Dongfang. I wonder what Mr. Dongfang has to do with that Sword Island? ”

"The people abandoned by Sword Island can only wander the world, and Dongfang Tusu has nothing to do with Sword Island anymore."

The helplessness on Dongfang Tu Su's face became more and more intense.

"Alas, doesn't Mr. Dongfang have any interest in sword cultivation, is this abandoned by Sword Island?" Ding Xiaoyi asked again.

"Yes, I like to read books since I was a child, and books are an important carrier of human civilization.

"I don't like to read, everyone has their own choice, presumably Mr. Dongfang can't integrate into Sword Island, so he was isolated by Sword Island and had to go out of the island." Ding Xiaoyi said with a long sigh.

Reading can also be practiced, and some people read books to open the destiny of heaven and leap to the top of the nine grades.

Some people export poems, and the poems can be turned into the power of heaven and earth.

The avenues of the world are different and go to the same end, and the sound of reading aloud can also condense a heroic and righteous spirit.

"Mr. Dongfang, tell me, how can I help you. I only need to drill the head of the leopard, are you sure to take all the other horse thieves? ”

Ding Xiaoyi let out a long sigh, and he asked Dongfang Tu Su.

"The Diamond Sky Leopard took out more than 500 riders and went out, and it was about an hour before coming back. All you need to do is drag the Diamond Leopard alone, and his cronies will be handed over to you. Dongfang Tu Su's eyes showed a confident gaze.

Obviously, he has been planning for a long time,

And Ding Xiaoyi also believes in Dongfang Tusu, a scholar has the pride of a scholar, and he also has the bottom line that he adheres to in his heart.

"In this case, let's wait, wait for the Diamond Leopard to come back."

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes shot a gleam, and he said to Dongfang Tu Su.

"In fact, there are some books buried in the ancient kingdom of Loulan, and I am very interested in those books."

Dongfang Tu Su suddenly said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"I know that an ancient empire naturally has a lot of books that have been handed down."

Ding Xiaoyi smiled and replied, he knew that Dongfang Tu Su must have his purpose when he stayed by the side of the Diamond Sky Leopard.

The two stopped talking, Ding Xiaoyi sat cross-legged,

He wanted to adjust his strength to the peak, and at the same time, he also knew that the Diamond Sky Leopard was the cultivation of a seventh-rank little grandmaster.

And he, the real cultivation is only the realm of the sixth grade, and there is still some gap compared to the realm of the seventh grade little grandmaster.

Dongfang Tu Su was holding a book and reading it quietly in the faint candlelight.

An hour passed quickly,

There was a neighing sound from outside,

The sound of horses' hooves sounded like a shower, and the sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder.

Ding Xiaoyi's ears moved, and the roaring sound of horses' hooves was as much as five hundred, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart.

The main owner finally appeared, and Ding Xiaoyi stood up.

He slowly walked towards the outside of the wooden house, and Dongfang Tu Su's face showed an expectant expression.

"Mr. Dongfang, what's going on, why did the one-eyed dragon all die in battle."

A deep voice came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

A man and a horse turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the depths of the stockade.

And Ding Xiaoyi was escorted by Dongfang Tu Su and others to ride slowly towards that person.

"When I seal your true yuan, there is only one moment, and when the time is up, the seal will be automatically lifted, and you can make a move." Dongfang Tu Su whispered to Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi nodded instead, and then Dongfang Tu Su played a force.

The strength of the body sealed the true element of Ding Xiaoyi's body.

Then the person appeared in front of Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, it was an ordinary man with a medium build.