Chapter Twenty-Three: It
Out of the imperial city all the way to the east to the border of Mocheng, during which the average down is about 300 miles and a city, a total of nine. And from the first city, there are villages within fifty miles of the imperial city, and the rest of the road is full of woods, dirt mountains, hills, etc... Occasionally, houses appear, but they are also sparse.
Rub Rub ~~~~~Rub Rub
On the official road in the field, two brown and red horses galloped past. On it, a young man in brocade, one carrying two double-edged giant axes behind him, and the other behind him was a war knife that looked like it was rusty.
"Starling ..." looked at the young man on the parallel horse, and Duan Ling, the son of the Nine Emperors, shouted: "After the village in front, it will be two hundred miles of rare people, you and I should rest for a while before setting off!"
"Good!"
At noon at this moment, Duan Chen's stomach was really a little hungry.
Sigh!~~~~~~
As soon as I entered the village, I saw a thatched shack, a bamboo pole to hold up a pennant, and white characters on a black background ==== tea!
"The two guest officers are here, please, in addition to the high-quality herbal tea, there are also refreshing cold noodles, I don't know if the two guest officers need it..."The old man who greeted him with a smile said again and again.
"A pot of herbal tea, two bowls of cold noodles!" Duan Chen said casually.
didn't wait for the old man to respond.
"Slow down, two more bowls of cold noodles!" Duan Ling, who was sitting down at the back of his feet, hurriedly said.
"Okay!~~ A pot of herbal tea, four bowls of cold noodles, two guest officers sit down, here you are!"
“.........”
looked at Duan Ling in a daze, but Duan Chen didn't say anything.
Sigh!~~~
Just then, another customer came to the shop. This person looks middle-aged, although he is dressed as a businessman, but his martial aura is faintly leaking.
"Herbal tea is coming!~~~"
As soon as this herbal tea came, Duan Ling was swallowed three bowls in a row, but Duan Chen drank it casually.
'This person ......'
Glancing at the middle-aged man with his eyes, Duan Chen always felt that something was wrong, and recalled the previous journey in his heart.
Duan Chen and the two of them came up at about the same time as the middle-aged man's cold noodles.
It wasn't until the middle-aged man got up and left after eating cold noodles that Duan Chen's heart calmed down.
Am I being too sensitive......
Duan Chen already had some ideas in his heart, but he hadn't seriously thought about it yet. Now that this is sensitive, he feels that it is a little rash to walk with Duan Ling.
After three bowls of cold noodles and a bowl of herbal tea, Duan Ling held his stomach and said leisurely: "No, no, I'm too full, if I don't take a break for tea, it must be a sin to ride a horse!"
Duan Ling had eaten this cold noodle, and he liked it very much, so he asked for three bowls.
“.........”
With this surname, Duan Chen couldn't say whether he was appreciating or helpless.
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About twenty miles from Duan Chen's village, a hillside that stretches for more than a mile is separated by an official road. The highest part of this dirt slope is more than ten meters high, but the overall appearance is a little steep.
Facing the back of the slope of the official road, more than a dozen lightly armed warriors, carrying nine-ring broadswords, holding longbows or crossbow arrows, seemed to be waiting for someone to appear.
The same is true on the back of the dirt hillside opposite.
Among these warriors, the middle-aged man dressed as a merchant was the one who had eaten cold noodles in the previous village.
"All of them cheer me up, if you can leave the Eighth Prince in this official road, not to mention a hundred taels of gold, you can wait for it!"
Between the words, the middle-aged man dressed as a businessman actually had the posture of a bandit boss.
Hearing this, the lightly armed warriors all cheered up, but they all had their own thoughts in their hearts.
"One hundred taels of gold is enough for my grandfather to live happily for the rest of my life, and I will soar to a grandma!"
'Gold is a good thing, but I don't know if I have the life to take it......
‘.........’
"Brother Lu, that Eighth Prince is a figure that even the masters of breaking the realm can't help, just rely on me to wait for these second-stage martial artists who can't get on the stage, I'm afraid it's ......."
A word came out, and the lightly armed warriors woke up one by one like a dream.
"Cowardice before fighting, are the longbows and crossbows and arrows in your hands eating dry rice!" glared viciously at the person who had spoken before, and the middle-aged man turned his face and said again: "The prince's people are already on the road, no matter how evil the eighth prince is, he is just a three-section martial artist under a broken realm." ”
It turns out that there is a back hand...... Only then did the lightly armed warriors settle down.
.........
After leaving the village and walking nearly five miles of the official road in the field, he looked at the fork in the road, and took out the map and opened it.
"The north fork road is a forest trail for more than ten miles, leading to the city. The southern fork road goes down to the basic hilly area and leads to Cloud City. Only the official road facing the east is the Xiaocheng we are going to. ”
Knowing that Duan Chen had never been far away, Duan Ling, the Nine Emperor Prince, explained in detail like a tour guide.
"Huh?... I didn't expect the ninth brother to be a living map!" looked at the map in his hand, and Duan Chen put it away with a wry smile. He, the prince, is not an exaggeration to say that he is a frog at the bottom of the well, and the outside world is unknown.
"That's!" It was rare to show his face in front of the starling, Duan Ling's smugness was quite cute.
Quickly raised the whip and rushed out for more than ten miles in a blink of an eye.
Sigh!~~~
Phew!~~~ "Why did the starling stop suddenly!" Stunned, Duan Ling asked very strangely.
"The ...... ahead" looks straight ahead, and there is actually a large dirt hillside, which seems to be the only official road that passes straight through. For some reason, the moment he looked at this dirty hillside, Duan Chen inexplicably had a feeling of his heart beating faster.
"Ahead?... The Tu Po Ling official road ahead, the appearance of a mile of road, how can the starling be strange?...... "In Duan Ling's opinion, it is really normal that this official road will change.
"Oh..." responded casually, Duan Chen clamped the horse between his legs, but the whole person looked like he had lost his soul.
I was wondering, how could I look at the sudden acceleration of the heartbeat for a moment, and gradually calm down in the next moment, is this the so-called premonition, the sixth sense intuition......
When he was in the imperial city, the prince and his people dared to kill the killer, but now there are many people in the city, if nothing happens, then it is called a ghost.
This was the idea that Duan Chen only had after he left the city.
Let's dazzle, da!~~~
The horse didn't run, but Duan Chen said again: "There are still trails and the like in this Tupo Ridge!"
"That's all, there is nothing else!" Duan Ling replied very simply, but he was very puzzled in his heart, and looked at Duan Chen with a strange look, and said, "Okay, what happened to Starling all of a sudden?" Duan Ling's heart did not have the slightest conscious thought like Duan Chen.
"It's nothing ..." his legs clamped the horse hard, waved his hand and whipped it, "Drive!~~~" Duan Chen's horse took the lead in running.
He didn't know if he was too sensitive, or if he was thinking too much, but at this moment he was soberly aware that he couldn't avoid it, and what should have come would come eventually, and blind caution could only be in vain.
Suo surname ~~~ it!
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