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The ten days that are said to be good are not the real ten days.

It's like people looking at the sunset that burned the sky red yesterday and predicting that tomorrow will be a good day, but tomorrow it will usher in torrential rain.

The weather is unpredictable, so don't speculate about the future.

No one knows what will happen tomorrow or the future, so Zhang Xiaodao does not have any expectations for such things as the future, but he firmly believes that today's efforts will change tomorrow and change the future.

So he worked hard to read all the books and read them all in five days. On the sixth day, he said goodbye to the study, which smelled a little strong, and walked out of the Yiyi Pass once again with his belongings on his back.

There were no companions, so Huang Zhenfeng only gave him a tattered parchment map, which was still a little crooked.

Zhang Xiaodao hoped that this map was not drawn by Huang Zhenfeng himself, which was not to say that he didn't believe in Huang Zhenfeng, but he didn't believe in his beloved master's only left hand.

But needless to say, there is no problem with the map.

Zhang Xiaodao also forgot about this question after stepping out of the Yiyi Pass, the humid air in the early morning made his spirits refreshed, and the scenery in front of him made him a little obsessed.

The last time he walked out of the border was to follow the Jiawu Battalion, at that time he felt too much coldness and the heaviness of history, but today is different, he maintains a relaxed mind, walking on this soil, and feels more of a freedom to let go of the soul.

The brick-red soil is well-grained in the hot weather, and the straw sandals make a 'creaking, crunching' sound when stepped on it, which is crisp and refreshing. In the distance, the mountains are undulating, full of greenery, connected with the blue sky, and the clouds and mist are shrouded in mist between the borders, as if there is a fairyland on earth.

Zhang Xiaodao, who was pulling a cow, if he threw away the quiver behind his back and the long knife that was too long, he would not look like a border soldier and more like a farmer who was going up the mountain to cut wood.

He did not wear the military uniform of the border army of the Tang Dynasty, but wore a coarse linen coat and a pair of straw sandals woven by Yang Qing himself.

The old green cow who followed Zhang Xiaodao did not have the consciousness to appreciate the scenery in front of him, and his eyes were still resentful, because the tail that grew yesterday was cut off again, and it still felt the cool drill wind behind the buttocks.

Zhang Xiaodao walked leisurely for more than a few miles, until the scenery in front of him began to make him feel a little numb, and he finally stepped on the tailless green ox.

The green bull 'mooed', apparently unwilling to let the enemy, who had eaten its flesh all day long, ride.

Zhang Xiaodao also said simply: "Do you know LoL?"

Of course Qingniu didn't know, Zhang Xiaodao smiled to himself: "There is a hero in it, called the Barbarian King, and his slogan is 'My big knife is [hungry] and thirsty'!"

The old green cow broke its head, its neck was full of big folds of rough skin, and it looked at the long knife that was a little outrageous, and there was still resentment in its eyes, but it still didn't move.

"It seems that you don't know what it means to be hungry and thirsty. Zhang Xiaodao quipped: "To put it simply, if you don't leave, I will use the snow to explode your [chrysanthemum] flowers." ”

So the green ox moved, and it was two days and nights to move, through the plain, and over the sentry post. and they came to the midst of a hundred thousand mountains.

One hundred thousand mountains is the abbreviation given to this area by the border army, because there are countless mountains here.

In this kind of place, it is very common to get lost even if there is a map, because the mountains and rivers are connected to the water, and it is difficult to distinguish where you are without a conspicuous sign at a glance.

But Zhang Xiaodao magically found the right place with the help of the map, and found the people in the Wind Chasing Camp, and he had to give up the discriminatory concept of disdainful of Master Shiì's left hand.

After confirming his identity, a person walked in the middle of the sheep intestine path in the mountains.

This man was tall and long-armed, wearing the standard military uniform of the Wind Chasing Battalion, and his face was pitch black, but he had a goatee.

His goatee is not the usual goatee, with only a pinch on the chin, but is braided into a pigtail that looks very individual.

The man quickly came to Zhang Xiaodao's face, without greetings, he pointed to the somewhat languishing little flower not far away and said, "What is this?"

"Flame flowers, the habit is cold, afraid of the sun, but it is a good material for making fire, and the burn-resistant process is comparable to charcoal. It can also be used as a **, eating a small piece will cause the intestines to rot."

The man raised his cheeks, and in this night that was not dark, Zhang Xiaodao saw the straight hooked nose on his dark face, and he was stunned: "Your study time is very short, but the effect is good." ”

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and said: "I admire the people who wrote these books, because there are pictures and it is better to practice." ”

The man smiled and said, "Ren Jiahui." ”

"Zhang Xiaodao. ”

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Take the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat.

On this day, Zhang Xiaodao fell into a deep sleep after seeing the other four members of the Wind Chasing Battalion.

When he woke up the next day, there was no trace of him sleeping in the wind-chasing camp around him, and he sat up with a spirit, thinking that something had happened, but he saw that the Ren family would shuttle through the mountains.

Ren Jiahui's degree was extremely fast, and he came to Zhang Xiaodao's eyes in an instant.

Zhang Xiaodao's expression was solemn, thinking that the Ren family would say something that would make him immediately dispel the drowsiness in his head, but the Ren family would say, "Let's go, I'll take you to wash your face." ”

Zhang Xiaodao let out an 'ah', looked at the weeds covered with dew around him and said, "Are you okay?"

"Nope. ”

"It's okay, why are you doing it so clean, I thought there were desolate people showing up for us. ”

Ren Jiahui smiled gently: "This is the rule, get up, talk as you go." ”

"Okay. Zhang Xiaodao sat up, tidied up his bags, looked at the branches and leaves that had cut the light into extraordinarily fragments, and said, "Before, my master said that there was a task here?"

"Well, but it's done, so they're gone. ”

"What about us?"

"We have other tasks to do. ”

"Just six people?"

"Hmm. Ren Jiahui nodded and said, "Have you ever heard of 'well-wishers'?"

Zhang Xiaodao shook his head and said, "I've heard of Lei Feng." ”

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao had already been assembled, and the two of them did not speed up, and walked on the grass under the leadership of Ren Jiahui.

"Good Samaritans are a group of outlaws who bribe the border army and send precious materials to the Great Wilderness for huge profits. ”

Zhang Xiaodao stepped over the thick vines under his feet and asked, "Are they all from the Tang Dynasty?"

"Yes. Ren nodded.

Zhang Xiaodao understood that the three words of well-wishers were completely ironic, and sighed: "No matter where or what country, there will always be traitors." ”

"Traitor?" Ren Jiahui ignored the unintelligible words and continued: "A few days ago, the Fuyu Pass came to instruct that some border soldiers at the checkpoint colluded with well-wishers to obtain money and were discovered, and they have already confided the truth, indicating that the destination of this group of well-wishers is the Shaobu tribe. ”

So, unless they're going to take a detour that would take three months, this is the way to go. ”

"We're going to intercept them here. ”

"Yes, if you resist, you don't care about killing, Sheng Tang never tolerates this kind of person. ”

Zhang Xiaodao frowned, the Ren family would think that he had doubts, and explained: "They have to pull the goods, so they will be slower, and roughly estimated, they still have at least half a month to travel." ”

Zhang Xiaodao asked at this time, "Do you know about Lingyin County?"

Ren Jiahui said: "I also know that you are from Lingyin County." ”

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and said: "Later, I found out that the Floating Fish Pass was the place where the wave of desolate people crossed over, and the general guarding the pass was pulled to the entrance of the vegetable market in the capital to behead. ”

Ren Jiahui understood what he said: "You are too careful, except for the Yiguan, every border pass has a border army that cooperates with well-wishers." ”

Zhang Xiaodao was a little incredulous and said: "Don't you know that this practice is sharpening the blade for the enemy?"

"They want their families to be better. ”

Zhang Xiaodao fell silent, and Ren Jiahui patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's just a small thing, there will be such things every year, don't be too nervous." ”

Zhang Xiaodao nodded, but he always felt that the place of Floating Fish Pass seemed to be inherently hostile to him, and then he asked, "Can you tell me about Floating Fish Pass?"

"Floating Fish Pass?" Ren Jiahui said softly: "I know that your parents died in the battle of Lingyin County, but this matter has ended, and the border soldiers who neglected their duties have all been beheaded. ”

Zhang Xiaodao listened to Ren Jiahui's advice and said, "I just want to find out. ”

"What do you want to know?"

"People. ”

Ren Jiahui touched his goatee like a pigtail and said: "The current general of Fuyu Pass is called Fan Xu, there is nothing to talk about, he is a member of the Shao family. ”

Zhang Xiaodao nodded, and the Ren family would continue: "Liang Xuan, have you heard of it?"

Zhang Xiaodao shook his head and said: "I have been beaten or beaten in the border army these days, so I have time to listen to this." ”

Ren Jiahui touched his goatee and said: "Liang Xuan is a man of the year in the border army in recent years, and there have been few battles at the border in the past ten years, but he has the most military achievements. ”

"Oh?"

"If Fan Xu doesn't come, the imperial court will definitely appoint him as the closing general. ”

Zhang Xiaodao asked, "Is it very powerful?"

"He was very young, he entered the realm of knowledge at the age of twenty, and the most important thing is that he was very intelligent, and he was good at making good plans in small battles. ”

Zhang Xiaodao narrowed his eyes, walked out of the forest without the shade of greenery, the sun was a little dazzling, he said: "We arrested those 'well-wishers' and sent them to Fuyuguan?"

"Yes, it's their business after all. Ren Jiahui stroked his goatee like a pigtail and said, "So before you catch them, you have to undergo some training and understand some rules." ”

"Thank you in advance. Zhang Xiaodao smiled.

"It's okay, my responsibility is to take you to quickly master what the Wind Chaser Camp must master. ”

"When does it start?"

"After you wash your face. ”

Zhang Xiaodao saw the mountain stream not far in front of him and said, "The water is quite cool." ”

Then he stepped on the stubborn stone by the river and picked up the cool stream with his hand and hit him in the face, but he wrote down the name 'Liang Xuan'.