Chapter 17: The Dream of the White Deer

Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse!

Ran Min and his entourage obviously looked at the lights not far away, but they ran for a long time before they reached the foot of the mountain. Rao has a horse under his crotch, but after galloping all the way for so long, not only people can't stand it, but horses can't stand it either.

The night was dark, the moonlight was like water, and the cool night breeze blew wantonly with the unique cold air of the night. Ran Min and his party jumped off their horses one after another, holding the handle of the knife in their hands, and cautiously walked towards the top of the mountain with vigilance.

Green tiles and green bricks, grass-colored curtains. In the small courtyard, a snow-white and crystal white deer is obediently staying in the yard and grazing leisurely. Seeing Ran Min and them coming, he just glanced at them, and then continued to bury his head and eat grass, as if the grass on the ground was more important than Ran Min and them.

"General, Bailu!" The guards behind Ran Min were overjoyed when they saw Bailu, picked up their bows and arrows and prepared to shoot them, but Ran Min hurriedly raised his hand to stop them.

If something goes wrong, it is a demon, if Ran Min still sees the problem, he will definitely not and will not be able to live today.

"We were in a hurry late at night, unfortunately lost our way, and saw that there were still lights here, so we took the liberty to come, if there is any disturbance, please forgive me!" Ran Min arched his hand, and did not step into the courtyard, but shouted loudly outside the courtyard.

The room was as silent as ever, and there was no sound. Only the lights are as good as ever, as if no one is there,

"Take the liberty of disturbing, I don't know who the owner of this place is, please come out and see you!" Ran Min continued to ask.

There was still no one in the courtyard to answer, Ran Ming saw this, even if he couldn't hold back the anger in his chest, how could Ran Min have been so despised in his life, there were obviously people in the house, but he didn't reply. Immediately grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand tightly, and immediately let go, grabbed a few times, and obviously did not feel calm in his heart.

"General, why don't I kill the modern people and capture that person, how about handing over to the general?" As long as Ran Min gave an order, he rushed into the house and let the guy in the house who didn't know what to do know knew was powerful.

After hesitating for a moment, Ran Ming waved his hand and waved his subordinates back.

"This official Ran Min is the general of Great Zhao. Passing by here today, please come out and see the master here!" Ran Min continued to shout, this time the voice was much louder, and the faint anger could not be concealed.

It's just that what Ran Min didn't know was that just when he himself gradually couldn't help but get angry, Zhou Cheng, who was sitting quietly in the room, couldn't help but sigh.

This breath is for Ran Min to sigh. Even if he knew that Ran Min had a violent personality and liked to kill, he still felt a little sorry.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Zhou Cheng opened the door of the house, stood under the steps of the courtyard, and saluted Ran Minji: "I don't know that the general has arrived, and I have missed the welcome, please forgive me." There is wine in the house, and you can keep the general away from the night cold!"

Zhou Cheng was dressed in a green shirt and robe, standing there with a long sword on his back, quite a bit of a Dao bone fairy style. It's just that the young look is too young, and it doesn't look like a master in the world at all.

Ran Min couldn't see through Zhou Cheng at all, and because he couldn't see through it, he chose to be cautious. Immediately arched his hand: "Come late at night, if you are disturbed, please ask the Taoist for forgiveness!"

Seeing this, Zhou Cheng smiled as if he didn't care: "How dare you, what a hero the general is." How about the night dew and the cold dew of the general, and the general invited him in to drink a glass of warm wine?"

"Then bother the Dao Chief!" Ran Min gave his own guards a color and let his guards guard outside the door, but he followed Zhou Cheng into the hut.

The humble house is cold, but there is the fragrance of wine. The wooden table and grass table make people feel extra peaceful. At this time of exhaustion, a cup of strong hot wine was in his stomach, and Ran Min couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Until a sip of wine spurted out, and the whole body was still comfortable.

"Will the general play!" Zhou Cheng asked, pointing to the chessboard on the table between the two.

Ran Min nodded, his expression quite humble. I didn't feel it outside, but when I entered the house, I immediately felt that this place was unusual. Although the house is ugly, none of the things in it are ordinary things, just look at the chessboard in front of me, it is a whole piece of mutton fat ink jade carving, not Fan Ping, and the black white clouds in the small clay pot are even more touched, very warm. How could these be the things that ordinary people could have?

Just this chessboard, how much more than a daughter?

What made Ran Min even more curious was the young Taoist opposite him, in a trance, as if he was far away and near, as if the person sitting in front of him in the original room was just a phantom. always gives Ran Min an ethereal feeling. It's not like you're dealing with a living person.

Ran Min is also a high-ranking and powerful person in his life, and he has also read countless people. Zhou Cheng felt this way, but he had never seen it.

The night is long, and the chessboard is light. criss-crossed, they have both forgotten themselves. Until most of the game of chess was played, Zhou Cheng still understood most of everything.

Watching chess is like a person, Ran Min's chess skills are good, and it is more like his way of leading troops - more than impulsive, not cautious enough, heavy killing, and less decision-making. And it's too rigid, but it's less sleek.

Generally speaking, Ran Min can be a general but difficult to be the commander of one side, and he can charge into battle, but he has no imperial talent. And he is too ambitious, and even clumsy in his career.

Zhou Cheng had no intention of supporting any monarch and the Son of Heaven. All Zhou Cheng wants is to destroy the karma and get everything back on track. Ran Min is ambitious, and he is more impulsive!

"Poor Dao has been watching the stars at night recently, and it is known that the Central Plains Shi Zhao Hu Qi has been exhausted, and the general is of Huaxia Miao descendant, why do you pretend to be a Hu Fu?" Zhou Cheng pinched a white cloud in his hand, gently put it into the chessboard, picked up the wine glass, and asked casually.

Ran Min was immediately slightly stunned, and the hand holding Yunzi trembled slightly, although he quickly covered up the past, how could he hide Zhou Cheng's divine sense?

"What does the Taoist mean by this?" Ran Min was still waiting for Zhou Cheng to continue to speak, but who knew that after Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he looked at the chessboard in front of him, as if the previous words were just idle talk, and it was not uncomfortable for Ran Min to go up or down, and after they were silent for half a while, Ran Min couldn't help but ask.

"The general trend of the world, the vast soup, those who go along with it prosper, and those who go against it die. He is cruel, angry and resentful. The clan is wiped out!" Zhou Cheng sighed slightly, as if he was compassionate. But the smile on his face was still there, and he looked a little worried about Hu Ren.

Just when Zhou Cheng and Ran Min were asking and answering, suddenly a few rooster crows came outside. Zhou Cheng was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said, "The Han and the thief are not separated, the king is not partial, on the day of the acting general Gongcheng, how about we continue the endgame?"

Then without waiting for Ran Min to reply, he saw a flash of white light, and Ran Min only felt that it was dark in front of him, and then fainted.

When Ran Min slowly opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the camp, and there was no one around

Ran Min immediately sat up and hurriedly called out to his personal guards.

"Why am I here!" Ran Min asked.

"Didn't the general fall asleep after drinking yesterday? We didn't dare to wake up the general for fear of disturbing the general's rest!" Ran Min, the captain of the guard, woke up and hurriedly leaned over, Ran Min asked, and immediately replied.

"Then how about we hunt yesterday?" Ran Min tightened in his heart, and immediately asked tentatively to avoid the serious.

"General, the hunt has not yet begun, and the soldiers are still waiting for the general's order!" The captain of the guard was a little strange, but he didn't dare to show it at all, and immediately replied with a serious face.