Luo Fan dug on the earthen wall outside the house for a long time, took out a long bag, took out the bow and arrows in the bag and carefully checked them for a long time, confirmed that there was no problem, then stuffed the bow and arrows into a large package made of cotton cloth, and took out a spear with a slight rust from under the fence frame, wiped it a few times, looked at the front mouth in the morning sun, nodded and tied it tightly on his back with a halvet straw rope.

He took out a sword from behind the door, this sword has no edges, no edges, and is extremely heavy, but Luo Fan always remembers Wu Daozi's words, this sword has the secret of the ancestor's ascension, and the exercise method is the Taishang induction chapter.

Ready for the long journey, Luo Fan stepped over the tattered fence wall, looked back at the small bluestone flat and the small broken grass house, and seemed to have nostalgia in his heart.

The noble maid looked at his movements, like a miser, and said coldly: "You don't lock the door?"

"It's not locked. Luo Fan was silent for a moment and said, "In the future...... Maybe it's hard for me to come back. ”

Did he really think that he would be able to turn from a poor person to a noble person when he went to the academy this time, and he would not come back.

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Wrapped in iron and wooden wheels crushed the soft muddy ground, the nobleman's convoy slowly set off and drove towards the outside of Weicheng. The five soft rope carriages in front and behind are very attractive at any time of the year. There are indeed a lot of farewell people coming to the side of the road today, but the focus of their concern is not this noble horse team, but the young man sitting in the first carriage, from time to time there are hard-boiled eggs handed over, and from time to time there is an aunt with black and red cheeks holding a dirty handkerchief and wiping her eyes and crying and saying something.

"Luofan, how good is my distant niece, are you willing to stay and marry her? Now it's good, you have to go to the Tianshan Mountain, where I heard that it is in the depths of the grassland, dealing with barbarians every day, what is good? ”

Luo Fan, who was sitting on the wheel, smiled brightly and replied: "Auntie, I am going to study and go to the academy this time, and I will not have anything to do with the barbarians." ”

After a few scoldings with laughter, it suddenly began to rain in the sky, as if the rain was thinner than the line sprinkled on the people's bodies, a little cool, but the people who saw them off did not leave, and the families of the soldiers in Weicheng were busy saying goodbye to Luofan, calculating the final debt problem with him, and the crowd was endless.

The most decorated carriage in the back opened a corner, and the proud and indifferent servant girl poked her head out to look at it, and her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

Just before the convoy was about to leave the small border city, Luo Fan stood up from the carriage and bowed around.

The young man carried a spear behind him, stood in the rain and saluted with his fists, and suddenly gave birth to a bit of heroism.

"Old and young masters, big sisters and aunts, don't say much about thanks. ”

After saying this, he opened his arms in the rain, showed his chest muscles and arms, put on a special stupid posture, and shouted: "If you go to Tianshan Mountain, you must learn your skills well, if you don't mix up a person and find the method of cultivating immortals, I won't come back." ”

As soon as these words fell, it was like the storyteller falling down the loud wood to start the play, and like a bloody human head falling into the dust, the people on the side of the road shouted in unison.

Although Luo Fan has only been here for half a year, but in the Taoist temple except Wu Daozi, there is no one else, he grew up lonely, this time in this border town, there is some feeling of home, or maybe only here is like his real home, the Taoist temple does not ask about the world, how can he stay with the young heart, otherwise he will not have a little guess with Li Yixue in Lijia Village, until they fall in love.

He only has one lover in the Taoist temple, Li Yixue, and only one friend of her, and everyone here is his friend.

In the only decent tavern in Weicheng, Ma Shixiang and several cronies were drinking, the nobles didn't want them to send them off, and they didn't bother to send Luo Fan's kid, but they clearly saw the scene in front of them, a school captain thought about the words that Luo Fan said when he stood in the carriage, and couldn't help sighing: "If you can't mix up the human appearance, you won't come back?" Then it seems that this unfamiliar kid is really difficult to come back, and he will get along with the villagers in half a year, and it will be difficult for many soldiers to do it in their lifetime. ”

Ma Shixiang at the wine table thought about what Luo Fan said to him late last night, couldn't help but caress the flower beard, felt comforted, looked at the carriage that gradually drove out of the city cave, and said softly with a smile: "It's okay if you don't come back, you immoral thing, go and harm the outside world."

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Far away from Weicheng, it is naturally close to the grassland, and the spring drought that is plaguing the barbarian tribes and the grassland will affect the convoy at some point.

The horses galloped between the meadows and the hills, the soft ropes were sometimes as tight as iron and sometimes slightly drooping like leaves, and the luxurious carriage covered with several layers of quilts and blankets also gently undulated and jumped, and the handsome maid looked out the window at the rapid backward scenery, perhaps thinking of the north where the yellow sand danced in the wind at this time, her facial expression seemed a little stiff, but her eyes were full of a kind of anticipation and eagerness for the unknown future.

Walking back to the carriage, he casually flipped through a new Taishang Induction Chapter, but he didn't find anything surprising about this ubiquitous book, so he reached out and threw it aside.

The curtain of the car lifted a corner, and the spring breeze blew on her soft cheeks, and the maid squinted slightly at the front of the group, her face was not very good-looking.

If the disciples of Tianshan Academy are like that young man, then what's the point.

On the wheel of the relatively simple carriage at the front sat the young soldier named Luofan, looking at the way he kept shaking and nodding, it seemed as if he was about to fall asleep, as a guide should have led the way for the whole team, but he ended up dozing off most of the time, no matter how he looked at it, he was not competent.

The reason for her cold expression was not because of this, but because of a detail in the picture she saw.

Luo Fan dozed off on the wheels, looking like he might fall off the speeding carriage at any moment, and he didn't have a hada in his mouth. Thinking that she would have to get along with them these days in the future, and even more, this was the classmate who went to Tianshan Academy together, she couldn't help but feel even more disgusted.

At this moment, the convoy ran over a very shallow grass stream, Luo Fan was awakened by the shock, he rubbed his eyes, glanced at the sky, and found that he happened to sleep until dusk, so he raised his hand and signaled the team to stop and prepare to camp.

When he woke up, he set up camp, seemingly irresponsible and nonsense, but no one in the team objected to his arrangement.

It has been a few days since he left Weicheng, and every decision made by the boy along the way has been proven to be correct after the fact, whether it is from the choice of path, the location of the camp, the safety and defense, the water and food, and the ease of escape, there is no fault in all aspects, and what is even more amazing is that the speed of the convoy is quite fast.

Among the nobles' entourage, there were many elite soldiers selected from the army, and they looked down on the Weicheng border army, but now they only admired the young soldier's ability to be a guide.

On the bank of the stream, people were silently digging earth stoves to collect firewood and boiling water, and the maidservant girl stepped down from the precious carriage that was under key protection, and looked at Luofan, who was lying on the grass like a tourist and rubbing his belly and preparing to eat shabu-shabu, and her brows furrowed more and more.

A powerful guard stood up and glanced at her, she shook her head, motioned not to follow, and walked along the stream through the smoke.

She admits that this young man named Luofan is indeed very capable, much better than those young people in the capital who think they are handsome, if he is really a noble son of the capital, then this kind of behavior may also make her feel a little appreciative, but after all, he is just a vulgar boy at the bottom, but he is so aristocratic that he is extremely disliked.

Luo Fan got up from the meadow at this time, dusted off the grass clippings on his body, wiped off the green grass juice outside the cotton shirt, smiled and bowed.

The maidservant said lightly: "I don't like you, so you don't have to be close to me." People like you look childish on the surface, gentle and gratifying, but in fact they are full of stale and decrepit feelings in their bones, which is disgusting.

There is no emotional tone, the jaw is slightly raised, and there is no feeling of deliberately pulling a distance, but it naturally exudes a condescending nobility, as a personal servant serving Her Royal Highness Princess Daqin, even if she can command most of the officials of the empire, let alone a small role like Luofan.

Luo Fan smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked towards the earthen stove by the stream.

He had no maids, and the nobles had countless servants, and the nobles had other people to serve, but he had to cook wood and water by himself.

It may be because the wind and sand on the side are too big and his skin has become very thick, and there is no embarrassment in his smile.

This guy is actually gone, isn't he asking him? The maid stomped her feet angrily, looking a little coquettish

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When the sun is about to set, Luo Fan has already finished eating, and he can't be more familiar with these things.

Standing on the bank of the stream, his gaze seemed to penetrate the tent with many scars, and fell on the distant sky, and then on a handkerchief.

Recalling the gold-rimmed handkerchief that the maidservant took out, he knew that his guess was indeed right, but he didn't know what use he would have if he had guessed.