When the dart leader heard this, he couldn't help but sigh a little and patted the shoulder of the big-eyed young man. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the burly man who was called Seventh Brother by the big-eyed youth heard this, he couldn't help but look at the big-eyed young man and nodded.

As night fell, and at the sound of a trumpet, the carriage stopped.

Feeling that the bumps were not there, Chang An couldn't help but open his eyes and just looked at the dart leader who came over with a torch.

"Little brother, it's night, you're hungry, let's go over there for dinner, and we're going to set off tomorrow..."

Chang An smiled slightly, hugged his fists, jumped out of the carriage, looked at the fan sword placed on the carriage, and after groaning for a while, he didn't choose to put it on his back, took Niuniu Xiaoqi, took the torch handed over by the dart leader, and walked towards the dart masters who were busy setting up the tent.

The carriage was guarded by more than a dozen people with torches, which made Chang'an curious, and he couldn't help but secretly exude his spiritual sense and glanced at the wooden box on the carriage, and immediately saw that there were many red silks, clothes, and numerous bottles and neatly placed jewels in this wooden box.

After retracting his gaze, he followed the dart leader to a wooden pile where a fire started, and Chang'an saw five people surrounded by a fire not far away, and these five people were the eldest young master of the dart bureau and his companions.

At this moment, a greeting came from Chang'an's ears.

"Hello little brother, my name is Yang San, this is Qi Yang, we all call him Seventh Brother, where is the little brother?"

Turning his head to look, he just saw the big-eyed young man sitting by the fire and the burly man.

Chang'an smiled and clenched his fists: "Boy Chang'an, a long life of 100 years old, a safe life, and his home is on Yenan Mountain..."

"Yenan Mountain?"

Listening to this place, the dart leader, the big-eyed young man Yang San and the seventh brother couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and looked at each other, they couldn't help but be puzzled, obviously they hadn't heard of this place.

But this did not affect the curiosity of the three of them about Chang'an, especially the two Xiao Qi and Niuniu on Chang'an's shoulders who stared at each other with big eyes and looked cute and pleasant.

To say that they are dart masters, they are also well-informed people, facing Xiao Qi and Niu Niu on the shoulder of the long sword, although they are curious, they do not suspect the monsters, after all, in this world, they have also seen a lot of strange people, and they naturally behave quite normally, after all, in addition to the monsters, there are many fairies.

Of course, the reason why the three of them were not frightened was because Chang'an had discussed with Xiao Qi and Niuniu before, in order to avoid trouble, in a crowded place, don't spit out.

After a while, the fires around were lit one by one, and the 351 team of dart masters sat together, laughing and chatting, talking about each other's interesting stories, and some people who had seen and heard about each other, and some people who had changed shifts, and kept patrolling around the carriage.

"Little brother, give... Eat something..."

Just when Chang'an was about to refuse, saying that he had prepared food, he suddenly saw the buns handed by the dart leader, and immediately took it with a smile, handed it to Xiao Qi and Niuniu one by one, and was ready to eat.

Yang San on the side hurriedly stopped: "This bun is cold, it seems that the little brother is really out to play for the first time, I am at your age, but I don't have the courage to walk such a long way alone, you see, to eat like this..."

As soon as Yang San's voice fell, he got up and walked to a fruit tree, broke a few branches, and handed them to the three of them one by one when he came back, and then grabbed the branches in his hand and passed through the buns, stretched them out to the fire, and looked at Chang'an with a smile.

Chang'an suddenly understood, couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and also learned the movements of the three of them, and the little thumb-thin branch in his hand passed through the bun and roasted.

"We are out of the dart, almost all the food is cold, this bun, cheap and affordable, delicious, but also easy to carry, many people walking outside, whether it is a trader, or a person in the martial arts, is the only bun to do the first choice..."

Listening to the dart leader's explanation, Chang An immediately nodded in agreement and swallowed his saliva secretly.

"Oh... By the way, little brother, seeing that you are only about thirteen years old, you came out alone, aren't your parents worried?"

"Parents?"

Hearing the word parents, the branch that turned in Chang'an's hand couldn't help but pause, and Niuniu and Xiaoqi on their shoulders couldn't help but glance at each other, and glanced at the dart leader with a complaining expression.

Chang'an, who looked gloomy, took a deep breath and looked at the three of them with a pretended smile: "Chang'an has never seen his parents... But... Listen to my eldest grandfather, my parents are waiting for me in one place..."

The dart leader frowned, pursed his lips, and saw Yang San and Seventh Brother, who were glaring at him with a look of blame, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, little brother... Dude, I don't mean it..."

"It's okay..."

patted Chang'an, who was a little depressed, on the shoulder, and the dart leader hurriedly diverted the topic and said: "It's almost baked, let's eat and eat, it's not my brother who told you, when my brother was young..."

Listening to the three of them talking about the interesting things they had encountered before, Chang'an finally listened to it with relish, and said that he was excited, and the expression of the dart leader was even more amusing, Chang'an couldn't bear to laugh, and when he saw this, the three of them were even more energetic.

"Look, it's a shooting star, make a wish..."

At this moment, when the seventh brother raised his head and laughed, he suddenly noticed a meteor crossing the night sky and said excitedly.

As soon as the words fell, the three of them immediately raised their heads, looked over, and just saw the meteor that broke the silence and disappeared with the aurora.

In an instant, Chang An noticed that the three dart leaders put the buns in their hands on their laps, clasped their hands together, showed piety, closed their eyes slightly, and muttered to themselves, while the other dart masters on the fire also began to clench their fists and bow their heads, and whispered.

This inaudible voice fell in Chang'an's ears, but it was very clear.

"I hope my wife and children can have food and clothing, and I hope we can have a safe journey... I can make enough money and not be separated from my family..."

"I hope that my parents will be healthy and live a long life, and I also hope that the girl who is willing to wait for me will one day become the bride holding my right hand..."

Chang An was slightly stunned, looked at Yang San beside him with a complicated expression, took a deep breath, and the figure of Ruoyu couldn't help but appear in his mind, and for a while, he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

"I hope that my child can get a name for himself and fulfill his dream, so that I can breathe a sigh of relief... I'm not so busy..."

Chang An glanced at the dart leader with a smile, but did not break the sudden silence, because Chang An knew that the night sky was not a meteor, but a monk flying with a sword.

When the words full of hope fell on his ears one by one, he couldn't help but cause Chang'an to be inextricably linked, and under the gradual realization in his heart, he didn't care if the meteor was a monk stepping on a sword and flying, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands clenched into fists, and he made a wish.

Early the next morning, the team set off again, knowing that it would take twenty days to reach Tiangu City, Chang'an was not in a hurry, cultivating during the day, and at night in the dead of night, he condensed the poisonous mark of the soul and extinguished the fingers.