"His dad told me to come to him. ”

"What to do with him. Yang Xiaoyang's eyes suddenly flashed the corpses of his mother and Uncle Xu, and he really couldn't have a good impression of this father he had never met.

Li Congwen scratched his head, didn't seem to hear the meaning of Yang Xiaoyang's words, and said, "It's just a simple look." ”

"Now that you've seen it, you can go. Yang Xiaoyang was still lucky at first, but who knew that his father didn't come to look for him to go to the capital, his face turned cold, and he gave an eviction order. He didn't ask who the son in front of him was, he didn't care.

Li Congwen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the person he was looking for in front of him was exactly what he was looking for.

This time, he came out to Zhongnan to find Yang Xiaoyang, although he was entrusted by General Yang, in fact, he also wanted to make friends with the son of General Yang whom he admired.

Who knew that Yang Xiaoyang, who had just invited the two of them to dinner amicably, turned cold when he heard it, so he had to explain: "My name is Li Congwen, and I am the son of Li Jinglan, the prime minister of Mingwu Zuo. My father is good friends with General Yang, and I have admired the general for a long time, and this time I came out to Zhongnan to make friends with his son. ”

Yang Xiaoyang took a good look at the son in front of him, and felt that he had found an earth-shattering fool, "Your dignified Li Xiang's son doesn't go to the school that everyone wants to enter, and he has a good future, don't come out to wander the rivers and lakes? Li Xiang can also agree to this kind of thing? Then dare to ask Brother Tai how many years has he practiced swords?"

Li Congwen saw too much of Yang Xiaoyang's face, pretended not to hear the ridicule in his words, and said with a smile: "My father did agree, and my son has been practicing swords for more than three months. ”

Li Congwen didn't say that most of the swords in the past three months were practiced on the road.

Yang Xiaoyang clutched his stomach and laughed, almost wanting to roll on the ground. Laughing and laughing shed tears, and what flowed away was the last fantasy of a good father.

In fact, Li Congwen didn't understand why General Yang neither brought his only son to the imperial capital nor came to meet him, but he knew that General Yang must have his reasons for doing this.

Yang Xiaoyang's laughter gradually stopped, and there was some silence in the room.

Lao Chen sat on the chair and dozed off, the box was quietly placed on the bed, and the birdsong outside the house was the same.

Li Congwen smiled and said, "Xiaoyang, do you want to go with me to see this great river and mountain of Mingwu?"

Yang Xiaoyang raised his head, straightened his eyebrows, and his face softened a little when he heard some familiar titles.

He really couldn't show any malice towards the son in front of him, because he didn't know why, he felt that this person was very real.

Listening to the breathing sound that ordinary people in the box couldn't hear, Yang Xiaoyang's brows curled and said, "Okay." You wait for me here, and I'll go and tell the elders on the mountain. ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't know why he would agree to a person who didn't know each other for a meal, but he had inexplicable trust in Li Congwen, probably because he didn't understand it before.

After Yang Xiaoyang finished speaking, he put the box on his back, took a few plates of leftover dishes on the table and was about to go out.

This made Li Congwen look stupid, and asked with a stunned face: "Why are you going to see the elders with a box of Taoist scriptures? Do you want to bring leftovers? I heard my father say that immortals don't eat?"

How could Yang Xiaoyang tell him that he was going to feed Xiao Di, he could only say vaguely: "Of course the immortals don't eat, I brought it only because of the rules of the mountain." Yang Xiaoyang seemed to have completely forgotten that he had decided not to deceive people before, and let the rules of the mountain be blamed.

After speaking, Yang Xiaoyang went out and came to a remote forest and released Xiao Di.

Xiao Di had no ill feelings towards the leftover meals eaten by others, and finally finished eating after chewing slowly, Yang Xiaoyang poured the residue under a tree trunk and went to find Chongxiao Zhenren.

Today, the real person was not looking at the sky in the courtyard, Yang Xiaoyang knocked on the door, and waited until he answered inside before entering the door, only to see Chongxiao Zhenren reading a book.

"Real person, I want to go down the mountain and explore the rivers and lakes, and by the way, find an opportunity to be promoted to a human immortal. ”

"Yes. Chongxiao's voice is emotionless.

"That real person may give me a few magic weapons to save my life?" Yang Xiaoyang was a little nervous, after all, the person in front of him was not an ancestor.

Chongxiao Zhenren got up and went to the cabinet to take a few pieces of yellow paper, pressed it on the ink with his hand, and drew a few ghost talismans on the paper with his fingers and threw them to Yang Xiaoyang.

The corners of Yang Xiaoyang's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what this casual drawing, even a few talismans that were useless with a pen had anything to do with life-saving.

"Real person, how do you use this talisman?"

"Reiki poured in. ”

Yang Xiaoyang stared at the rune paper in his hand for a while, silently put the rune paper into his arms, bowed, and fled.

When he returned to his thatched hut, he found Li Congwen and Lao Chen squatting in the yard basking in the sun, like two old farmers.

"Why have you been there for so long, you quickly pack up and we'll leave. Li Congwen complained with a comfortable face.

Lao Chen sat on the side and smiled, still holding a grass in his mouth.

Yang Xiaoyang closed the door and didn't look at Li Congwen's white eyes. He put his clothes under Xiao Di's head, and didn't forget to put a wooden spoon, and took out the few silver taels left in the house and put them in his arms.

It has been two years since I came to Zhongnan, and I have relied on these silver taels that I carry with me for my use, although I have saved some money, but I am still about to run out.

With the box on his back, he thought about it and tied his axe around his waist, patted the rune paper in his arms, and felt a sense of security.

At least he felt that the people who killed his mother and Uncle Xu would come again, and he would at least be able to deal with it.

He walked out of the door and asked Li Congwen in the courtyard, "Where do we go first?"

"I don't know. Do you have a place you want to go?" Li Congwen glanced at the axe on his waist, and didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with a Taoist priest carrying an axe.

Yang Xiaoyang thought about it and decided to go to Sichuan Shu to see his mother and Uncle Xu first, and then see if the silver ticket at home was still there, and by the way, he would look for Xiaohua again, and he didn't know where it went.

Yang Xiaoyang agreed with Li Congwen as soon as he talked about his idea, Yang Xiaoyang bowed to the mountain, and the three of them went down the mountain together.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, Yang Xiaoyang began to look around.

"Congwen, where's your carriage?" Yang Xiaoyang rarely has peers to talk to, and he is a good person to get along with, and his tone is not particularly kind.

Li Congwen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said: "Who told you that I have a carriage? I am here to explore the rivers and lakes, not to see the scenery." ”

"And where are your horses stored?"

"Of course there are no horses. ”

"Your dignified son didn't even have a decent horse when he came out to break into the rivers and lakes?" Yang Xiaoyang clenched his fists.

"You are still the only son of General Yang, aren't you still a monk?"

Yang Xiaoyang kept his eyebrows, Li Congwen knew that he had said the wrong thing, and accompanied him with a smile, "Why don't we go buy three horses?"

Yang Xiaoyang nodded, asked for directions, and the group came to the west of the town, where there was a stable.

There was a middle-aged fat man in the stable who was feeding the horses, and Yang Xiaoyang saw that there were a lot of horses inside, so he stepped forward and asked, "Can you sell horses?"

The fat man put down the forage and arched his hand to Yang Xiaoyang with a smile, "Hey, guest officer, we are the only one who sells horses in this Nanshui Town, and if you want to buy a horse, you have to go to our house." ”

"How many horses do you have?"

The fat man looked at the three of them carefully, the old man was wearing coarse linen clothes, and he was laughing after the two of them, he should not be in charge.

The young man who asked the question was wearing a Taoist robe, and he should be a Taoist priest on the mountain. As for the other son, although he is wearing cloth clothes, the material is excellent, and it is estimated that he was born into a rich family.

The smile on the fat man's face was even better, and he piled up folds, "Dao Chief, do you want this good horse or an ordinary horse?"

Yang Xiaoyang was too lazy to care about the title, he had never bought a horse, and he didn't understand whether horses were good or bad, so he turned his head to look at Li Congwen, and felt that everyone who came out of the Prime Minister's Mansion should understand.

Who knew that Li Congwen was grabbing hay in the stable to feed the horses, and scratching the horse's neck from time to time, ignoring the conversation here.

Yang Xiaoyang took a deep breath and asked, "What is the difference between this good horse and an ordinary horse?"

The horse merchant patiently explained: "This good horse is naturally faster and more durable, although ordinary horses are worse, but it is still no problem to rush for daily use." ”

The chubby horse merchant kept an eye on it and didn't say anything about the shortcomings, but Yang Xiaoyang thought of it, after all, he had dealt with businessmen too many times.

"What should I pay attention to then?"

The horse merchant wiped his sweat: "This good horse runs fast and eats more, better." ”

"How much is an average horse?"

"One horse and six runs. ”

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, he didn't expect that the money for this horse was enough for him to eat and drink for a year, this is still him eating meat every day, if he saves a little more, it will be enough for ordinary people to live for two years.

He only had ten taels of silver on him, and he turned around and wanted to leave, but he saw Li Congwen with a smile on his face, hooking the neck of a horse and not knowing what he was talking about, and his intimate appearance was almost a few pillars of incense.

Yang Xiaoyang remembered the way Xiao Di and the ants talked, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he pointed to the horse and said, "It's good to sell that horse to me for five taels of silver." ”

Yang Xiaoyang saw that his face was embarrassed, and then said: "Poor Dao entered the WTO this time to visit his late mother and uncle in Shuzhong, and this is a thousand miles away from Shuzhong, if there is no horse to travel, I don't know when I can arrive." To tell the truth, before the poor road went up the mountain, it was also a wealthy family, but due to a sudden change in the family, the money was left at home, and there was not much money on him. If you can get the remaining money at home, you must make up for it before you go back to the mountain. ”

In the end, Yang Xiaoyang still bought the horse for five taels of silver, and the fat man saw that there were three of them, so he gave him an old carriage.

This made Yang Xiaoyang have to sigh that Nanshui Town is full of kind-hearted people.

Then I saw Li Congwen leading the horse with a smile, connecting the horse to the carriage, and shouting cheering for the brothers.

Yang Xiaoyang kept frowning, thinking: You called the horse I paid for as a brother?

Sitting in the rickety stop-and-go carriage, Yang Xiaoyang couldn't help but kick Li Congwen out of the carriage and let Lao Chen drive instead.