Noodles have a long history as a food in China, however, "soup cake" was its most common name until the Song Dynasty. However, the soup cake before the Song Dynasty was actually a kind of soup, and the noodles were not cut with a knife, but torn by hand. It is recorded in Jin's "Cake Fu": "The fire is a soup gushing, and the gas is steaming." Shake your clothes and shake your palms, shake and fight. The face is separated from the fingers, and the hands linger and interlace. One after another, the stars are hail and fall. In the Tang Dynasty, when making soup cakes, people used a cutting board to cut noodles, but they were still called in "slices". It was not until the later period of the Northern Song Dynasty that noodles cut into thin strips gradually became popular. Later, the shape of noodles was gradually shaped into a long shape, because its shape is long and thin, homonym "longevity", so in the Zhao and Song dynasties, every birthday, people in order to beg for praise, eating noodles when celebrating birthdays has become a custom. Ma Yongqing, a Song man, recorded in "Lazy Real People" that "those who must eat soup cakes want the so-called 'longevity' noodles in the world."

However, the origin of the title "noodles" is related to Han Shizhong, a famous anti-gold general. In the nineteenth year of Shaoxing (1149), the veteran will celebrate his 60th birthday at home, and when everyone eats soup cakes together at the birthday banquet, Han Shizhong can't help but think of the scene with his wife Liang Hongyu, when the famous general Wanyan Zongbi was in Huang Tiandang. In the first month of the fourth year of Jianyan (1130), Wanyan Zongbi, the fourth son of Wanyan Agu, a famous general of the Jin Dynasty and Jin Taizu, led 100,000 troops to invade the south of the Yangtze River, and Han Shizhong led 8,000 troops to meet the attack. Han Shizhong was outnumbered and had many enemies, and fought fiercely with Wanyan Zongbi in Huangtiandang at Jingkou.

In order to motivate the soldiers of the Song army to fight bravely to kill the enemy, Han Shizhong's wife Liang Hongyu personally went into battle to beat the drums. After this battle, Yan Zongbi led his troops to advance lightly, was ambushed by the Song army, and was besieged in Huangtiandang for 48 days, and finally attacked with fire and dredged a small river channel to escape the Yangtze River. The first battle of Huang Tiandang made the Jin army frightened, and for a long time did not dare to cross the Jiangnan invasion, Han Shizhong began to have the name of "loyal and brave".

More than ten years later, at the birthday banquet, in the face of the soup cakes served, the veteran was full of emotion, and called it "noodles", which is a metaphor for the length of the Yangtze River and the length of the love between husband and wife. At that time, Han Shizhong's name of "loyalty and bravery" was spread by word of mouth among the Song army and civilians, and it had already spread far and wide. "History of the Song Dynasty" said: "Since the establishment of Yan, the soldiers have not tried to meet the enemy with the Jin people, and the present world is loyal to the victory to defeat its front, and the merit is not fine", so it is called "the first in Zhongxing martial arts". At this time, only eight years have passed since Han Shizhong's death, but the title of "noodles" has been widely spread among the people.

The cage cake in the Song Dynasty was similar to today's steamed bread, and it was still called "steamed cake" in the Northern Song Dynasty, and later changed to "cooking cake" because of the avoidance of Zhao Zhen of Song Renzong. Caught in the Southern Song Dynasty, it is also called "cage cake", after several changes, it is called "steamed bun" today. The steamed bun is actually related to a historical celebrity. Legend has it that during the Three Kingdoms period, when Zhuge Kongming conquered the barbarian king Meng Shu, he hated the local barbarian custom of sacrificing the gods with human heads, so he "wrapped it with the meat of sheep and pigs, and used the face like a human head to the shrine", and the steamed bun is the meaning of "barbarian head".

The fire was raging, and after a while, the shop served steaming hot noodles and cage cakes. The somen noodles are mixed with chopped green onions and peppercorns, and the aroma is fragrant. After a night of running, Ye Pingpiao was already hungry, her appetite was open, and she swept away the food in front of her. He settled the bill, stepped out of the store, and raised his eyes to see the morning sun rising, the sky full of clouds, the autumn breeze blowing on his cheeks, and the fatigue had mostly disappeared.

Out of the town, still all the way west. He walked and galloped horses, the foot was very fast, at noon, he had seen the Yunshan Hanging Moon Peak in the distance, and he calculated in his heart that it was only more than 20 miles away from the Huomu Village of the Hanging Moon Peak. He didn't dare to delay for a moment, and walked up the mountain, but along the way, he saw layers of mountains and obstacles, and rocks stood up. In late autumn, the mountains are filled with fog and few people.

Ye Pingpiao climbed all the way up along the mountain road, and the more upward, the winding mountain road covered by dead trees and weeds became steeper and steeper, and the twists and turns were hidden in the dense mist, and the occasional cry of strange birds came in his ears, echoing between the valleys.

After walking for about half an hour, I just turned a mountain corner, and on the mountain road in front of me, there were three black coffins standing in the shape of a zigzag!

In the mountain fog, a black-robed man in his twenties held an iron fan in his hand and stood in front of the coffin. He was quite handsome, but his face was pale, and his eyes were full of loneliness. The young body wrapped in the black robe was faintly filled with an evil aura, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Rao has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and seeing such a strange scene, Ye Pingpiao couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart, and pondered: "It is said that the Xiaoxiang faction acts strangely and has great magical powers, and it seems that this is true. He stiffened his head, stepped forward, clenched his fists slightly, and said: "Forgive me for being clumsy, which way is Your Excellency a good friend?

The black-robed young man shook the iron fan lightly, slowly stood up, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "You can borrow the Dao, but the things that you 'borrowed' my corpse brother before, should you also return them?"

It turned out that the black-robed young man was Yin Mo, the eldest disciple of the Xiaoxiang faction, the "Flying Corpse Gate". He rushed to the inn at four o'clock last night, and learned that the three corpse brothers and the nine corpse brothers had been robbed of military intelligence, and knew that the situation was not trivial, and if the corpse father was to blame, he was afraid that the corpse brothers would be difficult for everyone to get rid of. He didn't care about reprimanding Ji Huang and Mi Di, so he hurriedly led all the Xiaoxiang disciples and hurried to intercept Ye Pingpiao.

Ye Ping's feet are extremely fast, and he is in a hurry all the way under the stars and nights, Yin Mo can copy in front of him to intercept, and it is not surprising that he can use animal power, but he is not disturbed when he encounters a sudden change, and immediately determines where Ye Pingpiao will send the information after robbing it, and accurately rushes to the ambush site to intercept it, so as not to go empty, this determination and determination are very human.

Ye Ping turned to one side slightly, and saw that Ji Di, Mi Di and other disciples of the Xiaoxiang faction had quietly hidden behind him, expecting that his whereabouts had already been exposed, and the disciples of the Xiaoxiang faction waited for him to cross the hiding place before cutting off his back path, and formed a front and back attack with Yin Mo.

Ye Ping was exposed to the enemy on her back and was not afraid of danger, and said loudly: "Yi, different." Since ancient times, Xia Yi has not been separated, as the so-called 'non-my race, its heart will be different'. The gold thief has always been greedy, fierce and unkind. Your Xiaoxiang faction is also a martial arts faction, how can you do this fornicating golden dog and forgetting your ancestors today?" Yin Mo shook the iron fan lightly, only sneering silently.

Ye Pingpiao knew that it was difficult to get away easily today, and he didn't want to be entangled too much, so he flipped his wrist and held the parting rope in his hand, he was at the low place of the mountain road, with a light sound, his body jumped high, and the soft rope was like a spiritual snake out of the hole, hissing through the wind, and rolling towards Yin Mo in the air.

The mountain road was narrow, and Yin Mo couldn't move, and the "Ghost Ten Thousand Bone Fan" in his hand was unfurled in the wind, revealing an eerie skull pattern carved on the fan. Although the iron fan is heavy, his strength is very feminine, and with a slight flick, he picks up the soft rope, and the fan surface is immediately closed, and the fan head stabs the enemy's door.

The mountain road is cramped, and there are cliffs on both sides, and both of them are silent and fight fiercely. For a while, the gravel on the mountain road burst out everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will have the risk of falling off the cliff and dying, which is really thrilling.

Ji Dian and other disciples of the Xiaoxiang faction all stood aside, watching the battle intently. On the one hand, the mountain road was already narrow, and it was difficult for everyone to participate in the battle for a while; although they did not help, Ye Pingpiao had to be distracted to guard against it, and he could also put pressure on the enemy while sweeping the formation; Sanlai Ji Huang and the others had always been in awe of this young and arrogant corpse brother, and without his approval, no one dared to join the battle group rashly, and some of them had the intention of taking the opportunity to see the magic skills of the senior brother, and they were happy to watch the battle with their hands on the side.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought fiercely for dozens of rounds on the mountain road. The blades of the two of them, one is a soft rope and the other is an iron fan, one is slender and the other is stubby, which are very different, but they are both feminine power, and they seem to be weak and weak, but in fact, the blades are full of internal force, which can be described as fighting for their lives.

The mountain road is narrow, and the space that can be moved and dodged is extremely limited, and Ye Pingpiao's soft rope gradually showed a far-reaching effect in the fierce fight, forcing Yin Mo to retreat again and again. There were three thick coffins on the mountain road behind Yin Mo, and he took the opportunity to use this as a barrier to maneuver with Ye Ping, and he did not fall behind for a while.

Fighting to the interval, Yin Mo thought secretly: "In front of the corpse brothers, if you don't show your might, how can you serve the public in the future?" Ye Pingpiao knew it well, and the offensive was a little slow. Yin Mo forced the enemy away, and his left palm shot out like lightning, hitting the coffin of a coffin in front of him, and with a "click", the coffin lid was suddenly shocked to the ground.

Ye Pingpiao was slightly surprised in her heart, and she didn't want a terrifying corpse in the coffin, so she sat up suddenly. The fog was heavy, Ye Ping looked at it intently, the corpse was stiff all over, its eyes were round, its face was covered with blood, and its face was full of horror.

Ye Pingpiao's heart was horrified: "Could it be that the dead man really borrowed the corpse to return the soul?" But an even more treacherous scene occurred in front of him: Yin Mo took out a yellow charm from his arms, and stuck it on the forehead of the dead corpse with a "snap", he muttered in his mouth, whispered words, and as his lips moved, the dead body that had been dead for a long time also began to move slightly, and Yin Mo shouted: "Get up!" The dead body jumped out of the coffin, his arms stiffly stretched out in front of him, ten fingers as dry as chicken feet were as black as ink, and although his knees were stiff and could not be bent, they staggered straight towards Ye Ping.

Rao is Ye Pingpiao has seen a lot of knowledge in his life, and he was so frightened that he almost screamed, and secretly wondered: "Could it be that the Xiaoxiang faction has such magical powers, and can really bring the dead back to life?" The corpse did not know how to avoid it, nor did it feel pain, the soft rope whipped on his body, which only made his body sluggish slightly, and after a pause, he still stretched his arms forward, his ten fingers were spread, and he grabbed Ye Pingpiao again. Ye Ping saw that the zombie's hands were as black as ink, and she thought that her fingers contained poison, so she had to dodge to the side to avoid it.

It turned out that the kung fu made by Yin Mo was called "Borrowing the Corpse to Return the Soul Dafa", which was the unique corpse chasing Gu technique of the Xiaoxiang faction. "The bird flies against the homeland, and the fox dies on the hill", the Chinese have been particularly attached to their homeland since ancient times, and all those who die in other places do not want to be able to bury their ancestors and return to their roots after death, and their filial sons and grandsons must do everything possible to transport the bodies of their ancestors back to their hometowns. During the farming period, there were many inconveniences in transportation, and the deceased could not move back to their hometowns for a while, so the filial sons and grandsons had to put the coffin for burial, and the right to live elsewhere, and then spend money to help them protect the funeral. In the Yuanjiang River basin of Xiangxi, most of them are lofty mountains and mountains, and the mountain roads are rugged and difficult to travel, so the local corpse industry came into being.

Xiangxi has been saying that corpses have been driven out since ancient times, and its origin is no longer available. There are folk books that record: according to legend, in ancient times, Chiyou and the Yellow Emperor fought in the Yellow River area, the war was extremely tragic, the corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed and drifted. Chi You was defeated and led his troops south, but he couldn't bear to abandon the corpses of the soldiers who died in battle, so the mage stood in the middle of the corpses of the soldiers who died in battle, and after chanting incantations and praying to the gods, the corpses of the warriors lying down stood up one after another, and the mage took the talisman to lead the way, and the corpse followed him, and the mage took them back to the south one by one and buried them. This is probably the earliest version of the exorcism. The corpse chaser in Xiangxi will sprinkle a local specialty herb on the corpse of the dead body, and he can shout the dead with words and spells in his mouth.

On the mountain road, a person and a corpse, one in front of the other, a person, a ghost, a real person, a phantom, a strange scene, a strange and strange situation, makes people shudder.

Ye Ping's hand floated like lightning, but the zombie didn't seem to feel the pain, although his body had been beaten by a soft rope, he just walked forward. Behind him, Yin Mo stepped up his silent chanting, and the zombie was like crazy, scratching wildly with both hands, while waving the ghost bone fan, occasionally hitting Ye Pingpiao's key points around his body. One person and one corpse forced Ye Ping to retreat again and again, her body had reached the edge of the cliff, and there was no way to retreat, and she was about to fall into the deep valley.

At the critical moment, Ye Pingpiao squinted at a glimpse of the zombie's knees stiff and unable to bend, his mind moved, and his left hand was raised, and two "fire dragon darts" had already flown out, castration, "snort", "snort" twice, hitting the zombie's knees. The zombie bent on its knees and slowly fell forward. Ye Ping was overjoyed, kicked out of her legs in a row, kicked the zombie out of the air, hit the rock wall with a muffled sound, and then fell to the ground like a pile of soft mud and couldn't move.

Ye Ping fought back and achieved miraculous results, his spirit couldn't help but lift up, and he flew up and down with the parting rope, and fought with Yin Mo's ghost Ten Thousand Bone Fan again. After some fighting, Ye Pingpiao saw that Yin Mo had words in his mouth again, and thought to himself that if he repeated his old tricks, two more zombies jumped out of the coffin, how to deal with it? I only heard him break off his drink suddenly, and when he volleyed in the air, he had already rolled up a coffin at his waist, and with a flick of his wrist, the coffin smashed straight towards Yinmo out of thin air!

Yin Mo's surprise was not trivial, thinking about how the cypress coffin weighed more than 100 catties, Ye Pingpiao easily rolled into the air, and the internal force was really amazing. Between the electric light and stone fire, the coffin has smashed to the top of the head, the mountain road is difficult to move, Yin Mo is in a hurry, the ghost fan is a leader, and the fan head gently touches the bottom of the coffin, making a "slippery" word, and unloading the coffin to the side with the help of unloading. Although this trick comes from the instinct of the practitioner, but Yinmo is not chaotic in the face of danger, his mind turns very quickly, and under the urgency of the situation, his skills are still quite chic, and he is not embarrassed at all.

The coffin was blocked halfway, naturally biased to the side, Rao is so, the strength is unabated, the heavy coffin broke through the mountain road, straight to the bottom of the cliff, along the way the sound of cracking and hitting the rocks and trees on the cliff endlessly, a faint sound of "boom" came in the middle of the day, thinking that it would eventually fall to the bottom.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Xiaoxiang faction thundered, and Ye Pingpiao secretly shouted the word "good" in his heart, he didn't wait for the enemy to breathe, and shouted: "Come again!" The soft rope rolled another coffin on the mountain road into the air.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred! The coffin rolled in the air actually "rattled", the cover suddenly cracked in all directions, Ye Pingpiao was stunned, and three swarthy objects had shot out of the coffin and submerged into his chest!

It turned out that someone had been hiding in the coffin in advance, and when Yin Mo and Ye Pingpiao were fighting, he always hid in the coffin, holding his breath, waiting for the opportunity to make a move. When Ye Pingpiao rolled up the first coffin, the man was so calm that he didn't move, so that the enemy didn't notice it, until Ye Pingpiao rolled up the coffin he was hiding, he made a decisive move, broke out of the coffin, and achieved miraculous results, and the three "Chenzhou Fu" of the Xiaoxiang faction all hit the enemy's chest.

Seeing that the sneak attack was successful, the man let out a strange smile of compassion, his figure fell suddenly, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

The disciples of the Xiaoxiang faction who were sweeping the formation on the side couldn't help but thunder with joy when they saw Ye Ping floating in the "Chenzhou Fu" in his body.

Yin Mo shouted: "Sixth corpse brother, you have done a miracle work, and the corpse father will definitely have a heavy reward!" The words were full of excitement and joy. Hiding in the coffin was the six disciples of the Xiaoxiang faction, "Fraud Corpse Gate" Artemisia. He has the word "黠" in his name, and he is really ghostly.

"Chenzhou Fu" is the secret weapon of the Xiaoxiang faction, coated with the venom grinded out by the poisonous Juncao, if the poisoned person fails to feed the unique antidote of the Xiaoxiang faction within three hours, the body begins to stiffen and harden from the wound, and gradually spreads to the whole body, and so on until the breathing paralysis and the whole body collapses, and the poison dies, and the gods are difficult to save. There is a saying in the rivers and lakes: "Chenzhou Fu is on the body, and the ghost comes in the middle of the night." ”

When Artemisia heard the big corpse brother's praise, he smiled and said, "Where! Please also ask the eldest corpse brother to be in front of the corpse father and his old man, and have a lot of kind words. His words were very courteous, but his face was full of triumph.

The disciples of the Xiaoxiang faction echoed loudly and said yes again and again. Everyone, you and I said a word, proud, and felt that they had done it, and they seemed to have regarded Ye Pingpiao as a dead person.

Ye Pingpiao only felt that the thing was cold in the body, but there was no blood gushing out of the wound for a while, a vicious aura in the body rose sharply, and the throat suddenly felt fishy and sweet, and said in her heart: "The Xiaoxiang Sect moves the spirit and walks the corpse, claiming to be a yin person, and it is extremely vicious. Could it be that I, Ye, have been all my life, and I am going to die here today?" At this time, everyone in the Xiaoxiang faction was noisy and complacent, Ye Ping took out the yellow paper, let out a long howl, and shouted: "Xiaoxiao, what kind of hero is the secret arrow hurting people? The map is here, if you have the ability, you can come to your grandfather's hand and take it." As soon as his left hand was released, the paper fluttered in the wind, and with a wave of the soft rope in his right hand, the tip of the rope hit the paper, and the map suddenly turned into debris and flew in all directions.

Seeing this, everyone in the Xiaoxiang faction was shocked and angry, and shouted and scolded.

In the scolding, Ye Ping sneered, the parting soft rope was raised, and he had wrapped up a dwarf pine on the cliff, and his body swung obliquely over with his strength, and when he was close to the dwarf pine, he saw it clearly, kicked out his right foot forward, and gently stepped on the branch of the dwarf pine, and the soft rope in his hand swung out again, and the rope tip swirled a few times, entangled a dwarf pine farther away on the cliff.

The dwarf pine branches on the cliff are overbearing, can bear the weight, he so a few ups and downs, like a god, has bypassed the mountain road here, the figure gradually disappeared in the thick mountain fog, only the ears can only hear the shouts of the Xiaoxiang faction people gradually go away, and finally do not hear.