The huge yellow sand mountain, from a distance, almost no grass, scattered on the top of some dead trees, but built a lot of black small wooden houses, from a distance, there is also a kind of inexplicable magnificence.

Song You watched as he walked.

There don't seem to be many people still in the door, and many houses are empty along the way, some are locked, some are just plugged in with wooden bolts, and it seems that they haven't been opened for a long time.

All the way up the mountain.

You can see that some people are working hard to practice martial arts, either dancing spears vigorously, or working hard to sharpen their strength, or using other methods to improve their physique, or fighting each other together.

Sometimes there are elders of the teachers and disciples who teach, and when they encounter cynicism, they also coax the juniors to fight.

Not only the Taoist people are interested, but even the three-flowered cat walks by, and often has to stop, turn its head and stare at these people without blinking. It wasn't until she noticed that the Taoist was far away, or that the Taoist called her, that she would follow with small steps step by step.

After all, it's a cat, and sometimes it's fascinating, and it's shocking that the Taoist has gone out of sight, so he has to look around in a panic.

Fortunately, there is a swallow in the sky leading her.

"What do you call a suffocation?"

"My surname is Liu, the third in the family, and everyone calls me Liu San."

"In Xia Song You, it's polite." As he walked, the Taoist said, "I see that many houses on the roadside are empty, but I don't know why? ”

"I'm going north."

"In its heyday, there were probably a few thousand people here, right?"

"How can I tell you?"

"It's presumptuous."

The Taoist smiled, didn't care, and continued to look left and right.

When I walked halfway up the mountain, I actually saw a group of young people sitting in a clearing, and an elderly man with a broken arm carried a bamboo chair and told them about the things to pay attention to in the battle formation.

The Taoist couldn't help but stop and listened for a while.

It is said in the south that the Spear Gate has a great relationship with the Zhenbei Army, especially General Chen, and is not only a training camp for fighting generals in the army, but also a reserve regiment of General Chen's personal soldiers, which now seems to be true.

At this moment, the three-flowered cat came running from behind, originally to chase him, but just got rid of the attraction of the martial arts competition in the back, and ran here, and was infected by the eyes of the Taoist, and also turned his head to see what his Taoist priests were looking at, and ran over unconsciously, so he hit the Taoist's calf.

Song You sensed it and looked down at her.

The three-flowered cat also raised its head to look at him.

The Taoist smiled again and continued to take a step.

Following this martial artist named Liu San, he was asked several times in the middle, mostly curious, and finally arrived at the back mountain.

There are finally a few bigger houses here.

"I'll report."

"Okay."

In fact, the Taoist has General Chen's handwritten handwriting, as well as letters written by military advisors, which is enough to make him unimpeded throughout the north, and he is a guest wherever he goes. However, he only stopped by to bring a letter, and did not need to ask for directions or need for rest and supplies, so he did not show it, so he only stood quietly outside the door with a cat and a horse and waited.

The houses on this mountain seem to be messy, but in fact, the rules are strict, Liu San according to the rules of the rivers and lakes in the north and the spear gate, since the entrance of the hall, and said the matter, after a few reports, he saw the master of the hall.

As his name suggests, Liu Huzi has a long hair.

It's just that he has injuries to his legs and feet, and he walks with a limp.

I'm afraid I'm sixty or seventy years old.

Hearing that it was a letter sent from Liaoxinguan that was picked up by the Taoist, Liu Huzi immediately came out and met the Taoist.

The Taoist took out the mailbox to him.

Just like the Chen Han in Lingbo County, when he saw the mailbox, Liu Huzi was immediately stunned, but after all, he was a martial artist, and when he took it apart, he didn't cry like Chen Han, but the old man couldn't help but tremble a little, and then sighed and shook his head.

"Is this letter for the foot?"

"It was sent by my apprentice stationed in Liaoxinguan, thank you sir!"

Liu Huzi turned his head to Song You and said, putting away his sadness: "I heard that Liaoxin Pass was lost and none of the defenders survived, so I already knew that my apprentice was afraid that he would be gone, and he only hated that he had not received a letter. I didn't expect it to be that he didn't send it to me, it didn't arrive......

"Fortunately, I was picked up by my husband.

"Maybe it's fate."

"I have picked up a lot of such letters, and some of them were sent to your sect, so I handed them all over."

Song You said, turned around and took out all the mailboxes from the horse, and handed them to Liu Huzi.

Liu Huzi took it all with both hands and handed it to the disciples around him.

At first, he was surprised enough to take a few sticks, but then there were more and more ones, and there were more than 20 sticks, and Rao was too old to be stunned.

reacted, and hurriedly saluted Song.

"No need to be polite, just a drop by." Song You said to him, "Since the letter has been delivered, I will stay in the next place for a short time, so I will leave and leave." ”

"How does this work?"

Liu Huzi immediately looked at him with round eyes: "The beacon fire has been in the past three months, the family letter is worth 10,000 gold, and the gentleman has sent back so many letters from afar, such a favor, if he just leaves, let other Jianghu sects know about it, and think that it is my spear sect that does not know the rules and etiquette, especially those southern sects."

"In any case, Sir must stay!

"Now that most of the people in charge of the door have gone to the north, only a few of us old guys who can't lift guns, so I will take charge of the door master and several other hall masters and elders, and treat Mr. for a few days!"

“……”

Song You thought for a while before saying, "It's a matter of the way, since the hall master is gracious, then I'll stay and ask for lunch." ”

……

The swallow landed on a branch halfway up the mountain.

The group of young men were still sitting cross-legged on the ground, the ground was full of reddish-brown yellowish sand and gravel, each with a rudimentary spear, staring at the old man on the bamboo chair in front of him.

The old man has finished talking about the battle formation, the fighting generals, and the great victory in the north and the end of the war, including which fellow disciples have made military merits and how many enemies they have killed, and they can also speak clearly, and they can hear that a group of young people at the bottom hate themselves for not being proficient in martial arts at that time, and did not follow General Chen with their fellow brothers and elders, otherwise, wouldn't it be themselves who went to pick up generals before the battle?

Even if it is death, it should be left in the mouth of the storyteller.

If he wins, wouldn't it be that no matter which teahouse in the north and south of the country, as long as the storyteller can mention his name?

I'm afraid it's going to be a thousand years.

But after all, it is a group of young people, after listening to the elders of the teacher, in addition to the passionate fantasy about themselves in their hearts, what they are most interested in is the fairy in the story.

Immediately, a young man asked, "What kind of immortal is that?" It's so powerful? ”

The old man immediately raised his eyebrows:

"Then who knows?"

"How do immortals fight?"

"Lao Tzu didn't see it at the scene, how can it be clear? I haven't heard about it from the letters sent by your uncle and uncle! The old man said, "It's not that you don't fight, if you are more competitive, maybe you can see it with your own eyes on the city wall, but you have no ability, so you can only wait for those who have the ability to come back, and then listen to them." ”

The old man clasped his armpits, thought about it and said, "It's probably thunder or something, otherwise it's to invite the heavenly soldiers and generals to go down to earth......"

"The gods are so powerful, why don't you beat all the people in Saibei?"

"That's an immortal, how can you help us fight?"

"You can get rid of demons, why not?"

"Do you think only we Da Yan have immortals? The place in the north of the country is not much smaller than ours, and there are no immortals? The old man looked at the group of young people below, "If you were born in the south and listened to some stories in the teahouse, you can also understand that it is almost a rule that fairies and demons do not interfere in the affairs of the mortal world, otherwise how can we have a peaceful life now?" The demons and monsters over there in Saibei have broken the rules this time, and the gods on our side have gone out to eliminate the demons. You listen to the story, there are also gods and demons who help mortals fight, you help me and I help, you haven't heard of it, but in those years, have you ever heard how the common people lived? ”

“……”

The crowd only stared at him with their heads tilted.

"Haha, haven't you heard of it?" The old man immediately raised his head with great satisfaction, this was a rare highlight time for him when he was old, "Immortals fight, mortals are like grass on the side of the road." If you start a war without gods and demons, you can still struggle to live, if it is chaotic and becomes the same as the time when Mr. Storyteller said, what does your head have to do with you? ”

Everyone was stunned.

"What does that fairy look like?"

"Who knows? I only heard the letter say that he was a Taoist who led a horse and a cat. ”

"Oh......"

The crowd's eyes widened and they were fascinated.

"Oh! How can there be a bird in the tree? ”

"Don't move, I'll knock him down!"

"You can't beat it, can you? It looks like a swallow. ”

"Where did the swallows come from?"

"I'm afraid it looks like a swallow."

"Divide your bird's leg."

"Shh......h

The swallow stood on the branch, staring at them wary.

At this moment, he glanced at the corner and saw that Mr. and Sanhua Niangniang in the distance had finished eating and were taking the horse down the mountain, so he suddenly spread his wings, jumped down, and kicked the branch with his legs.

"Plop Plop ......"

"Huh! Run! ”

"It's your fault!"

"Blame you!"

"Blame you for talking too much!"

"You've got a big voice!"

"If only Senior Brother Luo were here, Senior Brother Luo's kung fu with a secret weapon is really ......"

Everyone was making a commotion, but there was no regret.

The bird's meat was just a bit of fun.

But the bird flew like a swallow.

Everyone's eyes followed it, sweeping across the huge yellow sand mountain full of wooden houses, only to see a young Taoist slowly walking down from the mountain, followed by a jujube red horse, a three-flowered cat, and the lame three hall masters also followed behind with a wooden staff, and also took a large bamboo tube, I don't know what to load.

A group of young people couldn't help but be stunned.

(End of chapter)