Chapter 129: The Road Back to Home is Long
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Originally, after the government test, Chang Jin was going to return to Tongqu County with Wang Qinian. It's just that he felt something in his heart before, so he stayed.
Now that it's over, it's time to return home.
Hearing that he was leaving, a few little foxes were obviously reluctant, and they kept talking around Chang Jin at night.
Reading can really be channeled, and in just half a month, the luck of these foxes has changed a little and increased a lot. Of course, Chang Jin's contribution is not small.
Parting in the morning, Chang Jin originally wanted to wave his hand and leave in style, but was stopped by the emperor's staff.
"Yunsheng wait, farewell today, it is estimated that I will not see you for a few months, and there are two things to give away. He asked the old servant to pull out a thin horse, and then said, "Although you have supernatural powers, it is not easy to reveal them in front of mortals. This old horse was purchased from the market a few days ago, although it is not a good horse, but it can save some footsteps, and I hope that Yunsheng will not refuse. There are also a few taels of winding pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in this package, so let's take it together. ”
"Outside of that, it's not okay. Chang Jin hurriedly refused. The set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the Green Willow Villa are all famous items, at least worth hundreds of taels of silver. Usually use it is acceptable, how can you keep it for yourself.
"Yunsheng doesn't have to excuse himself, listen to the old man. You and I haven't known each other for a long time, but we win hearts. It's just a mundane thing, why bother with the value. The old decay is slightly familiar with the text, and this set of study utensils is simply a pearl covered in dust in the villa. It's better to hand it over to Yunsheng, so that it is not buried. Since the staff said so, Yunsheng accepted it cheekily. He is not a mother-in-law, so he immediately nodded and said, "Say goodbye, I believe it won't be long before we meet again." "Well, Yunsheng take care. ”
Chang Jin turned over and got on his horse, grabbed the reins and was about to run. I saw a few little foxes chirping and running over, among which Qingfeng took the lead, holding a stack of manuscripts in his small paws. It was like giving him a gift.
He reached out and took it, and straddled the old horse away.
The first time I rode a horse, I was a little rusty at first, but as a cultivator, it was not difficult to ride a horse.
Away from Wanshan Mansion City, Chang Jin's mood slowly became relaxed.
At the beginning of May, the weather was already a little hot and dry, and I unconsciously ran out of more than 20 miles. There are several roads from Wanshan Mansion to Tongqu County, and Chang Jin did not follow the path he came.
At noon, he had eaten wine and food at an inn next to the official road, and after a short rest, he rode forward again.
Because he was not in a hurry, Chang Jin did not deliberately pursue the degree. On the way, it is a leisurely view.
It wasn't until the sun was about to set that he remembered about his lodging. According to the current state of Changjin, it is not a problem to spend a night in the wilderness.
However, it is better to find someone to stay at, after all, the weather in May has a lot of mosquitoes at night. Seeing that smoke was rising not far away, he immediately urged his horse to rush over.
As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I heard the sound of the gong, followed by a peasant shouting at the top of his voice: "The bandits are coming, the bandits are coming."
For a while, the people in the village were full of voices, and for a moment I saw seven or eight big men holding nail rakes, steel forks and other things rushing violently. Behind them, 66 more peasants joined.
Bandit?Chang Jin was slightly stunned, and then understood.
This group of people thinks of themselves as bandits, he can't cry and laugh, is there a bandit dressed like this?
The peasants at the entrance of the village looked at Chang Jin from a distance, and after a while, someone scolded: "Zhang Lao Wu, you are fucking blind, see clearly and then strike the gong, that person is thin and weak, how can he look like a bandit?"
"Why isn't he a bandit, you see him riding a horse with a sword hanging from his waist. What if it's a bandit?" another voice was unconvinced.
Afraid of causing everyone to misunderstand, Chang Jin walked slowly towards the peasants across the old horse. When he got closer, he found a ditch dug at the edge of the village, and a circle of thorns was planted on both sides.
Such villages are not uncommon, mainly to protect against wild beast attacks.
Chang Jin was still more than ten zhang away from the entrance of the village, and was stopped: "Young man, where did you come from, and what did you do in our Zhangjiabao?"
"Late students are students of Tongqu County, a few days ago I went to Wanshan Mansion to participate in the government examination, and now I am returning to my hometown after the exam, because I missed the inn, I want to spend a night in Guizhuang, I don't know if it is convenient. He rolled over and dismounted
"It's not a bandit, it's a scholar. Hearing Chang Jinwen's words, those peasants were obviously relieved.
Someone even spoke enthusiastically: "Scholar, come over quickly." ”
"Slow," without waiting for Chang Jin to leave, someone stopped again, and whispered to the surroundings: "What if this scholar is dressed as a pathfinder bandit, a few days ago, Xiaoliao Village didn't live in a merchant, the result was a thief Neiying, who lit a fire in the village in the middle of the night, and more than a dozen people in the entire village were killed." ”
As soon as this man said this, the peasants hesitated again: "Do you want him to go?"
"When a scholar is out of the house, how can there be a reason to drive people out...... an old man retorted. He has a lot of experience, and he can see that this scholar is not ordinary.
The sound of their talk was very small, but it couldn't escape Chang Jin's ears. He was a little depressed, but he could understand it. There are bandits around, which naturally causes the village to be full of soldiers.
In this way, Chang Jin didn't want to cause trouble to others, so he shouted: "Since it is inconvenient for you, I will leave that night." ”
was just about to lead the horse away, but was stopped by the old man before and shouted: "Slow, scholar, come in." See the smile, these days there are bandits, we have to guard against it. ”
"Understand, understand" Chang Jin nodded, leading the horse to turn around and enter the village.
The peasants around him looked at him with curious eyes, but there was also hostility among them, it was the burly man. It seems that he still doesn't believe that Chang Jin is a scholar.
The old man originally wanted to take Chang Jin to live in his own house, but who knew that the big man suddenly said: "Third uncle, let the scholar live in my house, my family is my own." There are no idlers, just looking for someone to be company. ”
"It's okay" The old man understood the meaning of the Han words, and turned his head to look at Chang Jin: "Scholar, what do you think?"
"No problem," Chang Jin nodded. He didn't expect that a simple lodging would cause so much trouble, and he knew that this would be the case, so he stayed in the wild for one night. Now I have to leave, I am afraid that it will arouse suspicion.
"Scholar, come with me" Dahan led the way in front, and the remaining peasants dispersed.
Walking to a thatched house, Dahan said, "This is my house, it's a little broken, don't you mind." What do you call a scholar, my name is Zhang Dabao. ”
"Brother Zhang, you can just call me Yunsheng. Chang Jin smiled and responded.
"Okay, you rest first, I just hunted a rabbit in the afternoon, and we stewed and ate it in the evening. Zhang Dabao also seemed to feel that Chang Jin was not like a thief at the moment, and his tone was not as hostile as he was at the beginning.
"I've got some bread here, I'll eat it later. Chang Jin took out a few green onion flatbreads from the package and handed them over. This is the food prepared for him by the emperor's staff, there is a restaurant on the road, and Chang Jin didn't have time to eat.
Zhang Dabao took it after a few excuses, and then lit a fire to cook. He didn't cook at all, so he directly chopped the hare into four pieces and threw it into the pot, and put some salt and peppercorns.
However, hare is a rare meat, and the stew is quite delicious.
Chang Jin nibbled on a rabbit leg and ate a flatbread, finally filling his stomach.
After eating, seeing that there was not much oil left in the oil lamp, Chang Jin was embarrassed to pick up the lamp to read, so he could only go to bed early
Not long after lying in bed, Zhang Dabao opened his mouth to ask about the situation in Wanshan Mansion.
Chang Jin initially thought that he was curious about the things in the mansion, but for a moment, his heart moved slightly, and he laughed secretly. This man looks a little stuffy on the outside, but he has a lot of heart.
This question is clearly a set of his details, to see if he really understands Wanshan Mansion.
The other party's appearance, it is estimated that he has not been to Wanshan Mansion, and I don't know what he uses to judge whether his words are true.
But it really can't be fake, Chang Jin has one thing to say, and two to say.
After interrogating for half an hour, Zhang Dabao fell asleep contentedly.
Chang Jin didn't feel much sleep, just lay on the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate. Although he was already hundreds of miles away from Wanshan Mansion, the night battle a few days ago still hadn't been completely eliminated from his mind.
Now that I have calmed down, I still have an inexplicable feeling of discomfort in my heart.
At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, he suddenly sat up from his bed. The discomfort in my heart was even stronger, like a sign before a night battle.
Could it be that this discomfort is not a matter of Wanshan Mansion, but a situation tonight.
Thinking of this, Chang Jin Yin God floated out and controlled the sword to fly into the air at a height of more than ten meters.
Looking around, there is nothing unusual in the village. He was unwilling and hurriedly flew towards the entrance of the village.
At the entrance of the village, there was a vigil there. It's just that in the middle of the night, it is the sleepiest time for ordinary people, and the night watchman has already fallen asleep.
Chang Jin released his divine sense, and soon a murderous aura emerged from the woods half a mile outside the village. In a state of mind, I have come to the top of the woods. I saw more than 20 bandits with fierce faces and weapons hidden in the forest, these people were covered with blood, and the packages on their backs were bulging, they should have just grabbed something from somewhere. For that yin-yang face rode a pony with a bloody human head on the saddle.
"Second brother, not far in front of Zhangjiabao, there are two big families in the village, both of whom are old people. ”
"Okay, brothers, take a break, let's go all together, grab two villages in a row tonight, and go back to the mountains to rest for a while. Yin and Yang slapped the horse's back.
"Second brother, it's easy to go down the mountain, or let's grab a few women up the mountain this time, the brothers have nothing to do on the mountain every day except gambling money, and they are about to suffocate to death." A thin bandit wiped the blood from his weapon.
"No, there are no women in the cottage, this is the rule set by the eldest brother. No one can violate it, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding me. Yin Yang shook his head and said.
"It's boring" Yu Thin Thief pursed his lips and turned to sit on the ground.
These people are full of resentment, as thick as bamboo poles, and it seems that there are many lives under them. Damn it
Almost as soon as his mind moved, the sword hovering in mid-air drew a streamer of light, shining on the neck of the thin bandit.
This is the first time he has used the Yin God to manipulate the sword to kill people, and it does feel a little different, even more ethereal and refreshing
"What is it?" The sudden bright light in the forest naturally caused everyone's reaction, and they couldn't help but scream.
Sneer...... Chang Jin Yin God controlled the sword to fly, killing most of the bandits in a few breaths.
"Damn, ghost" It was only at this moment that the remaining bandits reacted and fled in all directions, screaming.