"Brother Hong Fan, the snow ridge in the north is the highest mountain in the state, and its name is Feibai."

Lu Yunshi saw Hong Fan stationed on the horse, drove the horse to catch up with a few steps, and introduced.

"The water of this lake is salty, and because of its red color, it is named the Sea of Roses."

"This water mirror reflects the mountain, in the south of Liangzhou, it is a famous scenery on the top of the road."

He pointed with his hand long, like a number of treasures.

Ten horses chatted and walked, out of the forest road, into a wider official road.

Not long after, I heard the sound of horses' hooves behind me.

Hong Fan looked back and saw an old man with white hair and a red face urging the horse over.

"The little old man is polite."

He smiled and humbly bowed his hand on his horse.

"A few masters are kind, but there is a reluctant invitation."

"How?"

Lu Yunshi straightened his back and asked.

"The little old man is a businessman, and he came from Hongyi City, bringing some rice, grain and groceries, and planning to go to Huaiye City in the north."

He spoke in detail, and then pointed back.

Hong Fan raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw two or three miles away, followed by a team of chariots and horses.

"We have a small business and a small business, and we can't afford to hire a famous dart, so we are terrified all the way."

The old man complained, and bowed his waist again.

"Today, I am fortunate to meet a few masters on the same road, so I want to dare to borrow a bit of power - I wonder if I can let my team follow closer?"

"Old man, we don't know each other when we meet in Pingshui."

Hong Fanqi said.

"How do you know we're not gangsters?"

The old man laughed when he heard this.

"I don't know a few masters, but can I not know the little old men in the moire silk clothes worn by a few masters?"

"If even the Red Ribbon Rider can become a villain in this world, then where are there good people?"

As soon as these words came out, the ten horsemen were very useful.

"Okay, it's not a big deal, if you want to follow, just follow, don't get too close."

Lu Yunshi said, seeing that the old man was happy, he lowered his face and made up again.

"But I have a word first, our trip is to Xijing, and it is only two hundred miles away from you."

"Besides, if your fleet is slow, we can't delay the progress because of this, don't blame us for not being able to keep up!"

"It's nature!"

The old man hurriedly replied.

"If we can't keep up, it's our own slow footsteps, how can we blame you?"

He got the good news, and rode back.

The riders walked as usual, but they slowed down a little.

After a while, the caravan behind followed two hundred meters away, and sent a girl to bring tea and pastries, and a thousand thanks.

After the people left, the team was cleaned.

But Hong Fan's mood did not calm down.

For him, being a Tiqi was a simple deal.

Horseshoe jolting.

Hong Fan suddenly laughed.

"I didn't expect Tiqi to have such a reputation?"

He turned his eyes to look at Lu Yunshi and the others.

"I heard that Brother Lu and Brother Yuan both have a high lord to succeed, and Brother Yan is a descendant of the Marquis of Ruyin, and each family has a second-grade martial arts inheritance?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Yunshi and Yuan Xuesong both came to the spirit, and nodded with their heads held high.

"Then I don't know anything."

Hong Fan glanced at Yuan Xuesong's severed tail finger and asked.

"Xijing is a million-dollar metropolis and a prosperous Liangzhou, except for being a horseman, is there no other way to stand up with martial arts?"

"Naturally, there are, and a lot."

Lu Yunshi immediately replied.

"Taking money to do things, serving others, being driven by the power of the sect, and cultivating in a chaotic realm, which line of work should not be done?"

"yes."

Hong Fan nodded again and again, and for some reason remembered Li Heming.

"In this case, as sons of a family, why do you bother to do this drudgery of ups and downs, and horses?"

He asked again, but choked a few people.

After a long time, Lu Yunshi replied.

"If someone else asks this, it will be ten out of ten humiliation."

He forced a forced smile, the corners of his mouth pressed down, as if remembering a bad memory.

"To be honest, the children of the Gaomen don't look down on Tiqi - there are mean, and they even laugh at the Xiao family's dogs."

"If a few of us weren't in the middle of the road, we wouldn't be able to give up our faces, and we would take this as a step forward."

"But over the years, my thinking has changed."

When Lu Yunshi said this, he suddenly paused.

There was silence in the team again.

The others waited for him to continue.

Finally, Lu Yunshi's heart was crossed, but he was open.

"Now that I think about it, those other ways are nothing more than private tricks and profit-seeking."

"Only we are cavalry, only the Zhangwu Academy under the rule of the mountain chief is a little bit concerned about the righteousness!"

After he finished speaking urgently, he was a little inexplicably embarrassed and turned his gaze away.

In the distance, the sea of roses is like a mirror, and the flying white mountain hangs upside down.

At this time, Hong Fan suddenly spoke: "This is a gentleman's words. ”

When Lu Yunshi heard this, he looked at him for a moment, and finally showed his eyebrows.

"How dare you compare yourself to a gentleman?"

He shook his head and smiled, his voice becoming more and more turbulent.

"The martial arts in the courtyard are stingy, and I often slander them."

"But as a horseman, if you go to the sword mountain and the sea of fire on the evil list, even if you die, you have your own weight!"

Lu Yunshi clenched his fists heavily as he spoke, causing the cloud pattern silk to shake up.

At this time, a flock of geese swept through the heart of heaven and chirped a few times.

Between heaven and earth, there are lakes clinging to mountains, there are roads surrounding the lakes, and there are people following the roads.

The snow ridge of Feibai Mountain is enveloped in the sun, giving birth to a glittering glow, as if it has been pasted with a layer of gold leaf.

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All the ends of the road point to farewell.

The next day, early in the morning.

The morning sun is rising, and I bid farewell to Haizi, who is staying.

The caravan turned to the northwest and bid farewell to the Ti Cavalry of its fellow travelers.

Ten people had breakfast at the official post, and they hurried along the avenue, and it was afternoon in a blink of an eye.

After a day of galloping, the horses were tired, and Shi Yuanwei, Lu Yunshi and others chose to dismount and walk.

Hong Fan would not stand tall alone, but let Hongqibai pick up a bargain.

"It's still three hundred miles away from Xijing."

Shi Yuanwei led the horse with one hand and pointed at the distance with the other.

"On the side of the road in front of us is Liangping Town, where there is an inn called 'Ke'an Ping'an' that operates a business and eats and stays well."

"Why don't you spend the night here?"

Yan Yulin proposed.

Before everyone could reply, the red flag had already snorted and put a long face on Hong Fan's shoulder.

It means "tired and hungry, have no energy, and want to rest".

Not in a hurry, the ten men entered the town and went to the inn.

The inn faces the street and has only two floors.

The wide courtyard was full of big cars, and the big flag with the word "Meng" leaned on the side of the car.

Several merchants were busy covering the goods with tarpaulins, and they talked and laughed loudly, until they saw ten knights in red come in.

Hong Fan went straight into the store.

There were no miscellaneous guests in the lobby, and a few wooden tables and chairs were broken to the ground and had not yet been cleaned up.

He called the shopkeeper to inquire, but heard that the room was full.

The crowd had no choice but to continue on their way.

Heading north out of Liangping Town, a stream flows next to the official road.

High up by the stream, a convoy of dozens of people had just finished camping.

Hong Fan glanced at it casually, and was about to hurry on his horse, but he heard a familiar voice calling from the slope.

"Brother Fan?"

PS: The state is very poor, always tangled between the lines, a few lines of dialogue are written, deleted and written, and rework several times is not smooth.

That's all there is to it for today.

(End of chapter)