Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Grass Frightened the Wind, and the Night Draws the Bow
Fu Hao didn't read it wrong, and he didn't think wrong.
Indeed, seeing the village means that you have reached the Tiannan Realm, and this tedious and monotonous journey has finally come to an end.
However, he overlooked the fact that there would always be something unexpected happening in such a remote part of the mountain.
For example, blocking the road to rob people, killing people and stealing goods......
It is true that this road is basically not walked because it is overgrown with broken iron grass, but if you think about it from another angle, does it mean that the people who walk from this road either have important things, or have heavy treasures, or have noble and secret status?
Either way, it's a good deal for bandits.
And in this mountain forest, there used to be a gang of robbers, but now they are gone.
Because three months ago came a young man with a horse chopping knife in his arms.
In Tiannan, few people may know what a horse chopping is? In the north, at the junction with Beihu, or in the army, almost everyone knows it.
When the two armies fought, the most important combat force was the cavalry, which charged into battle, like a sharp knife, piercing the enemy's defensive formation, and it was unstoppable.
The Beihu grassland is vast, the cavalry is the most, and several encounters have defeated the Central Plains Yaoguo and suffered heavy losses.
Thirty years ago, there was a horseman here in the Central Plains who created a horse chopping knife, which was extremely powerful and ruthless, which made the Beihu cavalry dare not go south easily for a while, which greatly boosted the morale of the Central Plains and maintained peace for 30 years.
The Son of Heaven of Yaoguo was overjoyed, and he personally named the saber as "the knife to protect the country", and it was often called the saber among the soldiers.
And this young man is holding such a knife.
The blade is not traditional, with sharp edges and folds, two sides of the blade, and three blood grooves on it. The blade is not long, but it is indeed a killing weapon.
However, after all, this knife designed for cutting horses requires the tacit cooperation of the army to effectively kill the enemy, so there are many sects of martial arts in the rivers and lakes that use knives, and I have never heard of any of them practicing horse cutting knives.
Therefore, I am afraid that there will never be a second person who uses a horse chopping knife as a weapon to break through the rivers and lakes.
This young man's name is Gu Yuanzhi.
Gu Yuanzhi held the knife in his arms, looked at the woods and the path overgrown with weeds in front of him, and fell into deep thought.
"Why didn't the robbers who said they were good come yet......"
He remembered his master, the old groom who raised horses, the one who picked him up and raised him.
Of course, he didn't want to call himself a second dog, after all, a cheap name is easy to support; later, when he met a fortune teller, he had to name himself Gu Yuanzhi with a dead face, and he also took away two taels of mare's milk wine.
As soon as the master thought that his mare's milk wine could not be given for free, he asked himself to take care of it.
Just three months ago, the master mysteriously told himself that he was actually a martial arts master.
Gu Yuanzhi was naturally surprised, if he was a master of raising horses, he believed it, and the master of martial arts, could it be that the master was kicked in the head by a horse?
Seeing that he didn't believe it, the master unexpectedly pulled out the knife from that corner of the stable, and solemnly told himself that his life's work was in this horse chopping knife.
Then he threw the knife to himself, recited a bunch of spells, and casually clicked on himself twice, saying that Ren Du's second pulse has been passed, and you are also a martial arts master.
The master looked solemn, told himself that the sword was in the future, and then drove himself out very happily, saying that if he didn't make a name for himself, he wouldn't come back to see him if he defeated a hundred masters.
Therefore, Gu Yuanzhi was kicked out of the house, although his home was also a stable, and there was no door.
"Defeat a hundred masters?" Gu Yuanzhi felt that it would be a problem for him to raise a hundred horses.
There is no way, what the master decides will not change in a short time, and he has to bite the bullet and worship some real masters as teachers, and see if he can learn a trick and a half. When the news came out that he had been defeated by a hundred masters, the master ...... I'm sure I'll let myself go back......
Gu Yuanzhi walked wildly, and he didn't know where to go. He fell hungry in front of a farmer's house.
The peasant rescued him and let him live.
Unexpectedly, one day a gang of robbers came, not only to rob the farmer's only cow, but also to seize the farmer's wife.
Gu Yuanzhi, who was full of justice in his heart, naturally stood up and told them that this was wrong and that they should not bully others.
The robber laughed, feeling like he had run into an idiot.
The leader of the robbers, sitting on his horse, drove his horse forward, looked contemptuously at the trembling man in front of him, and held in his arms an ugly strange thing like a burning stick, and leaned down lightly, and said, "I am here, and give you a chance, and if you can touch my turban, I will spare them!" and pointed to the peasants.
The peasant naturally knew that this was just a trick of the robbers, and wanted to come forward to intercede and let the poor boy live, but he was too frightened to open his mouth when the robbers stared at him viciously.
The tall horse, the leader of the robbers and the burly body, Gu Yuanzhi had to raise his head to see the horse's back, how could he touch such a tall turban?
By the way, the saber!
Gu Yuanzhi thought happily, and in his daily life of raising horses, there is a job of brushing the horse's mane, which requires him to stand on tiptoe with a brush and try to reach the horse's back.
"Brush the horse!"
Gu Yuanzhi's heart thought of it, and his hand moved, and the horse chopping knife was raised high, like a raised brush.
After brushing the horseback for so many years, where there are stains, where to brush at a glance, and then the score is exactly right.
Now Gu Yuanzhi wanted the turban on the top of the robber's head, and the knife went to that side.
It's a pity that the height is still not enough, and when Gu Yuan is a little anxious, a hot current rises from the dantian.
Then, the sword lit up.
The turban fell to the ground, and at the same time fell, along with the robber's head.
......
Everyone froze, including Gu Yuanzhi.
He wasn't intimidated by the blood-soaked scene, nor was he sick from killing someone.
Afterwards, he was also very strange, maybe because he was used to seeing the master kill the horse, or maybe the robber died innocently?
The rest of the robbers fled in the wilderness, and before leaving, they shouted in horror: "You killed our second master, you wait, ten days later, the big boss will come and slaughter all of you, vomit ......"
The peasant stepped forward, not afraid of him because Gu Yuanzhi killed the robbers, these robbers did all kinds of evil, if he knew martial arts, he would have wanted to fight hard. The farmer asked with concern, "Son, are you okay?"
Gu Yuanzhi shook his head, he looked at the direction of the robber's escape, and fell into deep thought.
"Is there another person?"
Then, he looked at the farmer and said firmly: "Uncle, don't worry, I will solve the problem completely." ”
This village is the one that Fu Hao saw from afar just now.
......
The words were divided into two ends, but he said that Fu Hao couldn't suppress his joy when he saw that he was finally going to Tiannan, and relaxed his vigilance for a while.
There is no moon tonight, which is why the lights in the distance are so clear.
The sound of horses' hooves was loud, with the sound of wind and waves, and the broken iron grass swayed and shook uncertainly.
Suddenly, there was a strange movement, the sound was like a bow, Fu Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, very surprised.
Because in front of the tree, there was a dark figure with a bow in his hand.
The body of the arrow is pitch black, like a poisonous snake ready to attack under the cover of the night, and the snake letter locks Fu Hao from afar.