Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Flying Dragon Inn (Part II)
The two looked at each other for a long time, and the silver-furred man deliberately looked away, looked at Ashina upstairs and chuckled awkwardly, "National Teacher, you... Or..."
Ashina looked at the excited eyes of the plain-clothed young man, coughed, walked down the stairs and whispered, "Childe, you are still young, this time you came to Moxi Jiayuguan..."
Before Ashina could finish speaking, the plain-clothed young man said coldly, "I'm not young, otherwise the owner wouldn't let me wait for you here." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"It's all your fault!" said Yinqiu at the speed of the wind, bypassing the plain-clothed boy to the innkeeper, and waved his right hand to slap it on the shoulder.
"Don't" The fat boss hurriedly knelt on the ground, crying out for mercy.
"Brother Liu, stop for the time being," Ashina shouted urgently, "Childe will know sooner or later, it's better to be like this." I will go to Chang'an with you first, and if the owner agrees to go to Luoyang, we will go to Jinling together, and we can also stay in Luoyang for a while. ”
"This..."The silver-furred man looked back at the plain-clothed young man in the lobby of the inn and asked, "What does the son think?"
"That's fine," the plain-clothed young man pondered for a moment, looked at the kind-faced Ashina and said with a smile, "The owner of the village just asked me to pick up my uncle, if I make the owner angry, Luoyang will not go." ”
"Yes, yes, yes" The man in silver fur was relieved, his mood instantly felt much more relaxed, and he walked quickly to the plain-clothed young man and said, "Then we can leave and go to Chang'an?"
"Good," the plain-clothed boy nodded.
Everyone began to pack up, and several men in white brought carriages and horses and more than ten fast horses from the backyard of the inn and waited at the main entrance of the inn. The plain-clothed young man stood on the stone steps in front of the main entrance of the inn and pointed to the carriageway, "Uncle Shi, you are not fully healthy, you can rest on the carriage, and the rest of us will ride forward, how about it?"
"Yes" Everyone behind him answered, and quickly turned over and got on their horses. Ashina entered the carriage with the support of the black-clothed disciples, and the rest of the disciples got on the horse and followed behind the carriage.
"Drive..."The plain-clothed young man shouted loudly, and galloped towards the east gate of Jiayu Pass, and then everyone chased after him.
"These uncles have finally sent them away," the innkeeper sighed with relief.
A group of more than ten people, all of them with silver and white velvet fur were extremely dazzling under the city of Jiayuguan, and the nameless exotic black-robed man behind the carriage was even more dazzling. The horse caravans that drove out of the city gate one after another in the direction of Chang'an were caravans from various countries in the West Sea, and they were all frequent visitors to and from the West Sea Sha Road. Different from the galloping horses when they came, the group and the caravan galloped on the deserted sand gallop for more than ten days, and the plain-clothed young man saw the strange customs all the way.
The first time the plain-clothed boy traveled far away to Moxi, it was inevitable that he would be a little curious to see the merchants of various colors and costumes along the way. Zongma came to Ashina's carriage and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, what are they going to do here?"
Ashina lifted the curtain with his right hand and said with a smile: "They are going to business, and the treasures of the countries of the West Sea, such as the mountain ghosts of the West Palace, the treasures of Turpan, and the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, are rare in the Ming Dynasty." ”
"Really?" the plain-clothed young man asked, looking at the boulder on the caravan beside him, "What's that?"
Ashina followed the gaze of the plain-clothed young man, and a strange stone with a height of five feet was shaped like a human shape, and the whole body was colorful and exuding a strange light. He whispered, "It's a fake mountain stone ghost, but I didn't expect it to be so big." ”
"What is that?" the plain-clothed young man looked curiously at the caravan carriage humanoid rock.
"The mountain stone ghost is a mountain rock that can swim independently on the barren sand of the West Sea, and its appearance resembles a human form. He walked like the wind in the barren sand, so he was called the mountain stone ghost, and he was born from a spell. It has always been a forbidden item in the Western Palace. ”
"Then why are you in these caravans?" the plain-clothed young man clamped his legs between the horse's back and held the reins to keep the horse's footsteps in step with Ashina's carriage.
Ashina pondered for a moment and sighed, "It's all my fault, in order to make friends with Daming, I privately gave some mountain and stone ghosts to King Fu as a birthday celebration, but I didn't expect to lead some unscrupulous people to start stealing mountain and stone ghosts in the barren sand of the West Sea, and feed them with bloody things." ”
"I see." The plain-clothed young man, his eyes swept over the mountain and stone ghosts on the caravan, and he was half in thought.
"Childe, let's speed up and climb over the mountains in front of us, and we can see Pingliang. The middle-aged man said with a smile. The barren sand in front of me has long since subsided, and the cold wind in the middle of winter began to cover the ancient roads of the mountains. When he left Chang'an, the plain-clothed boy was attracted by the exotic customs in Pingliang, and at this moment, the plain-clothed boy who had already gone deep into the hinterland of the West Sea no longer had the novelty of coming to Pingliang. But after arriving in Pingliang, it is not far from Chang'an, and the joy of being able to hurry up to the Swordless Villa has already been revealed on his face.
"Really?" the plain-clothed boy galloped and shouted as he looked at the mountains in the distance, "We're back!"
"Hahaha" Everyone laughed when they saw the joy of the young man in plain clothes. Although it is a long-standing sentence in the rivers and lakes of Dongtianxiang and West Wujian, Wujian Villa rarely walks the rivers and lakes, but its name of making no sword is trembling for the entire martial arts. Every time the world decrees the rivers and lakes in the world, it will stir up martial arts disputes, but in the end, the swordless villa, which claims to be the order of the world, can deal with it calmly, so that the world order is buried in the world.
Ten years ago, the order of the world disappeared in Mobei, and people in the rivers and lakes rumored that it was the Fu King Jiang Qi who privately swallowed the order of the world to replace the honor of Jinling. I never thought that King Fu waved his army to sweep the north of Mobei, and the Mengyuan royal family had no choice but to ask for help from the Swordless Villa. The Sword Villa made people in the ancient Han Taiming army tent to take back the world.
And Fuwang Jiang Qi was demoted because of this incident and was never allowed to return to Beijing.