Hedong Anyi, which is not far from Pingyang, the capital of Zhao State, is already the hinterland of the Huns.

Because the land east of the river has long been occupied by the Xiongnu, there are still a large number of Han people living here, but the status of the Han people is low, and life is extremely difficult.

Outside the city of Anyi, there were two dusty young men walking towards the city on foot.

The two are of the same age, and they are both handsome people, and the appearance of one of them is obviously with the characteristics of the children of the Langya Wang family.

"Brother Anshi, why did you come here with me? If you and I die here this time, I, Wang Xizhi, am afraid that I will become a sinner for eternity!" The young man from the Langya Wang clan looked around vigilantly, and said to another young man with a helpless expression.

The person who spoke was Wang Xizhi, the son of the Langya Wang family, and also the nephew of Wang Dao, and the best among the nephews of the Langya Wang family.

Now the Langya Wang clan moved to Jianye with Sima Rui, but Wang Xizhi went west instead and came to the hinterland ruled by the Huns.

And the young man who was called An Shi by Wang Xizhi was another family, Xie An, the son of the Xie family of Chenjun.

"Yi Shao and I hit it off at first sight, how can you see that you are alone in danger, one more person has more strength, if you unfortunately die here, then it is also fate, it should be here!" Xie An said calmly, but he saw it very openly.

Wang Xi sighed in his heart, but he didn't say anything more, just kept Xie An's friendship in his heart.

Although Xie An is only thirteen or fourteen years old now, one year younger than Wang Xizhi, Wang Xizhi knows in his heart that this Xie An is extremely talented, and he will definitely be a talent in Anbang in the future in this troubled world.

"Mrs. Wei returned to her hometown to worship her ancestors a few years ago, and now that Shile's army has swept the Central Plains, Mrs. and I have a friendship of master and apprentice, so I have to come to escort Mrs. out of danger at this time!" Wang Xizhi once again said in front of Xie An.

This is not the first time he has said it to Xie An, and Xie An still only smiled slightly when he heard this.

In Xie Anxin, he didn't really care why Wang Xizhi came, he just decided that he should accompany Wang Xizhi as a friend, even if this is Longtan Tiger's Den!

Mrs. Wei, whose name is Shuo and whose name is Maoyi, is a woman, but she is a great calligrapher in the world.

When Wang Xizhi was young, he studied calligraphy under Mrs. Wei, although he did not formally apprentice, but he was a master and apprentice.

It is rumored that Mrs. Wei studied under Zhong Xuan, a famous minister of Cao Wei in the late Han Dynasty, and few people know that this Zhong Xuan is not only a generation of famous ministers, but also a Taoist who is very profound.

Wang Xizhi Xie An soon found Mrs. Wei's residence in Anyi.

I have to say that Mrs. Wei is famous, and even Liu Cong, the Hun emperor, did not embarrass her, and there was even an old servant and two maidservants in the house.

"The disciple is late, let the lady suffer!" As soon as he saw Mrs. Wei, Wang Xizhi respectfully knelt down in front of her.

Mrs. Wei is now in her forties, although she is not as beautiful as when she was young, she has precipitated more and more of an inner beauty.

"Junior, Chen Jun Xie An, meet Madame!" Xie An also bowed respectfully to Mrs. Wei and the juniors.

"Please hurry up, now that the war is in chaos, why are you two putting yourself in danger?" Mrs. Wei gently helped the two up, and was also surprised that the two appeared.

"The disciple has come to escort his wife south, and now the king of Langya has moved to Jianye, and the Jianghuai defense line is also impregnable by the uncle in the clan, as long as we go to Jiangzuo, it will be safe. After Wang Xizhi got up, he hurriedly explained his intentions.

"This ..... I'm afraid this trip will be full of suffering?" Mrs. Wei didn't expect Wang Xizhi to come thousands of miles to go deep into the tiger's den, and he actually came to pick her up from Nandu, and she was also thinking about the risks while being moved.

Mrs. Wei is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of harming Wang Xizhi and Xie An.

"Madame doesn't have to hesitate, this matter is sooner rather than later, Young Brother Yi is filial piety, and please fulfill Madame!" Xie An is very good at observing words and feelings, he can see that Mrs. Wei does not want to cross to the south, but is worried that Wang Xizhi and him will be affected.

"There is still an old cow in the house, and the car box should still be usable if you change it. After a while, Mrs. Wei spoke, her words undoubtedly agreed to Wang Xizhi's request.

"An Shi and I will go to prepare, please wait a moment. Wang Xizhi said happily, and then pulled Xie An to prepare the ox cart.

Wang Xizhi and Xie An were debugging the ox cart in Mrs. Wei's mansion, and Mrs. Wei also entered the back room to simply clean up.

Mrs. Wei's bag was very simple, with only two simple baggage, one containing two commonly used clothes, and the other containing a thick pile of paper and an inkstone and an ink ingot.

And since Mrs. Wei walked out of the back room, she has been holding a Zihao pen in her hand, which is an ancient pen left to her by Zhong Xuan.

At dusk, Xie An drove the ox cart, Wang Xizhi sat on the side of the wheel, and Mrs. Wei sat alone in the carriage, so the ox cart slowly drove out of Anyi and headed south.

Although the night is unusually dark these days, the same dark night has become a natural protection.

Xie An seemed to be unusual, his eyes could see clearly even in the dark of night, he could drive the ox cart even at night, and during the day, they would also look for a hidden place to rest.

In this way, Xie An and the others walked for two days in a row, and they had walked nearly two hundred miles.

The night was still dark, and the ox cart continued to move south in the dark night, Xie An looked at the front seriously, and Wang Xizhi paid attention, listening to any sound in the night.

Mrs. Zhongwei sat upright with her eyes closed, still holding the Zihao pen in her hand.

Suddenly, Mrs. Wei's originally slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and there seemed to be two stars in the dark night.

"Not good, there are a lot of cavalry coming towards us. After Mrs. Wei opened her eyes for a moment, Wang Xizhi's expression also changed greatly.

"....." Xie An tightened the reins and let the ox cart slowly stop.

At the same time, Xie Anshun twitched his hand under the wheel, and a long sword was held in his hand.

Wang Xizhi on the side saw Xie An draw out the long sword, he also pulled out a long sword from the frame under him, the two of them held the long sword tightly, looking at the dark ahead, and soon countless fires appeared, accompanied by the sound of hurried horses' hooves.

Judging from the number of torches and the density of horses' hooves, it is roughly estimated that there were no less than five hundred cavalry.

"Xizhi, come in and sharpen the ink for me. The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, but Mrs. Wei's voice suddenly sounded from the carriage.

Wang Xizhi and Xie An glanced at each other, they didn't know what Mrs. Wei was doing at this time?

Do you write a suicide note before you die?

It's just that Mrs. Wei's calm and indifferent voice doesn't seem to take these cavalrymen who suddenly appear seriously, but more like she wants to write some kind of heirloom article.

"Disciple obeys!" Wang Xizhi put down his long sword, said a word to the carriage, and then bowed down and entered the carriage.

There was a low table in front of Mrs. Wei, on which a layer of paper had been laid at the moment, and there was an inkstone on the side, and the ink ingot had been placed in the inkstone, and the purple pen in her hand was shining with purple brilliance.

At this time, the light is insufficient, the lady can dictate, and the disciple writes. Wang Xizhi thought that Mrs. Wei was already old, so he subconsciously said.

"Xizhi, you can call me teacher in the future. Mrs. Wei did not answer Wang Xizhi, but said something that Wang Xizhi had been waiting for for more than ten years.

Wang Xizhi has been practicing calligraphy with Mrs. Wei since he was three years old, but Mrs. Wei never allowed Wang Xizhi to call her teacher, although the two have the reality of master and apprentice, but they have no name of master and apprentice, which is also Wang Xizhi's heart knot all the time.

"The teacher is above, please accept the disciple's three prostrations. Wang Xi's heart was excited, and regardless of the approach of the strong enemy, let alone the narrowness of the carriage, he knelt in front of Mrs. Wei and bowed three times on the spot.

Mrs. Wei calmly accepted Wang Xizhi's three bows, and then slowly said: "You have been learning calligraphy from your teacher since you were three years old, but all you have learned is calligraphy, and today I will teach you the true Tao......

Xie An, who was outside the carriage, also heard the conversation between Mrs. Wei and Wang Xizhi, and when he heard that Mrs. Wei officially accepted Wang Xizhi as an apprentice, Xie An was also happy that his friend got what he wanted, but when he heard Mrs. Wei's last sentence of 'true truth', Xie An saw that there was a bright light in the carriage.

That kind of light is not the light of a lamp or candle, but a kind of light similar to a treasure, which makes people worship at first sight, as if that light really contains the so-called Tao.

Xie An didn't know what was going on in the carriage, let alone how Mrs. Wei taught Wang Xizhi the true Tao?

It was only soon that Xie An heard Mrs. Wei say another sentence:

"Remember, our pens can kill!"