Chapter 102 The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings
The moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining.
In the night, the boundless silence shrouded the border pass, and the soldiers took off their armor, but their weapons were placed on the pillows, and they rushed out desperately as soon as there was a stir.
In Sun Xi's tent, a green lantern danced with an uncertain light, reflecting on his resolute face, which looked particularly desolate.
Zhang Qin sat next to him, and there was a tall child kneeling on the ground, who was it not Li Ermao who killed the enemy recklessly?
"Okay, you get up, you can't be blamed for this, you are also a meritorious person. ”
Seeing that the child had been kneeling for more than an hour, Zhang Qin came forward and said calmly. Li Ermao was indifferent, looked up at Sun Xi, Sun Xi looked serious, waved his hand, and said, "That's it, even if you kneel and die in this tent, it won't help, get up." ”
Listening to the command-like words, Li Ermao stood up, kneeling for too long, causing his legs to go numb, and almost falling to the ground, he forcibly supported it, so he didn't fall.
"Father-in-law, please send more men and horses to find Xiao Mu, if anything happens to him, I am willing to die to apologize. ”
Li Ermao swears by it, he is upright, not a joke, Sun Xi is distressed in his heart, if something really happens to that kid Feng, it would be a pity for such a smart ghost.
And his righteous son Li Jing, although he is not handsome, but he has the talent to be a general, plus he is born with brute strength and tall stature, and if he is given ten years of growth, he will inevitably establish prestige in the army, and his achievements will far surpass himself.
"Don't say these spineless words, Xiao Mu disappeared while chasing the enemy, and it is very likely that he was taken captive to the Mongol court, if you want to atone for your sins, you can kill the enemy bravely, and maybe you can see him again. ”
Sun Xi said this, he didn't believe it himself, but it didn't matter, as long as this simple-minded Li Ermao believed it, his original intention was to forge him into a sharp blade and kill the enemy with one blow.
You can't send too many soldiers to search, because guarding the checkpoint is the top priority. Two hours later, General Pi led dozens of soldiers back, shaking his head in shame, Sun Xi waved his hand and let the soldiers rest.
In fact, Feng Mu has long been out of Juyong Pass, and the strong man Odoff can't point points, and can only smash people with iron fists, but Song Sanxing is very proficient.
He couldn't use internal force, he could only rely on his own strength to point Feng Mu's acupoint, the effect was naturally much worse, Feng Mu couldn't speak, but he was able to make a sound.
Odoff was impatient, tore off a sleeve of his shirt, and stuffed it in Feng Mu's mouth, Feng Mu regretted that he shouldn't have made a sound, and he was simply guilty of himself.
Originally, he thought that when he arrived at Juyong Pass, he would make as much noise as possible, but as a result, Odoff put him in a coffin, carrying ten swords weighing dozens of catties, carrying them on his shoulders, followed Song Sanxing, and went out of the city openly, but there were no soldiers to check the coffin.
"Hmph, sooner or later, pay back ten times, spare you a ghost, and drink my foot-washing water. The rags stuffed in Feng Mu's mouth were full of sweat, Feng Mu was annoyed in his heart, thinking like this in his heart.
After leaving Juyong Pass, they released Feng Mu and asked him to go with him, Feng Mu's acupoint was untied, and he quickly pulled out the rag in his mouth and threw it heavily on the ground.
Perhaps accustomed to long-term penance, Song Sanxing and Odoff seemed to be planning to go to Miaojiang on foot, and Feng Mu followed them for half a month, and several blisters were felt on their feet.
They rested in a small inn, and the guests in the inn who came and went from south to north looked at Feng Mu being carried by Odoff in his hand, their expressions were extremely reluctant, and they looked at Song Sanxing's Confucian dress, and then looked at Odoff's bear-like body, which was both funny and strange.
"In broad daylight, you dare to abduct a child, is there still a royal law?" said a Jianghu guest to the person next to him.
Odoff heard the man's words, and his originally light steps instantly increased his strength, only to hear a "card rub", and a crack was stepped on on the bluestone floor of the inn.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and the man who had just been hugging each other was pressed by his companion and pretended to be eating, begging the mountain-like hairy face to not look this way.
When it was time to eat, Feng Mu held chopsticks, whenever Odoff wanted to pick up the dishes, he would rush to clip it first, Odor, who was not very familiar with using chopsticks, was teased by Feng Mu, and couldn't help but be annoyed, and when he slapped down, the table shattered.
The wine and food on the table were also spilled on the ground, and when he heard this movement, the shopkeeper hurriedly ran over and laughed, thinking that the dishes were not good, which angered the evil ghost from hell, but Odoff did not bully others, but only said that he would change the table again, and the boss was resigned, and he was really afraid that this Yaksha would be unhappy and unscrew his head.
It was getting late, and Song Sanxing did not continue to rush overnight, although for him, it was common for him to travel overnight, but Odoff and Feng Mu were very uncomfortable. After many days and nights, Odoff fell asleep and immediately snored like thunder.
When martial arts reach a certain level, deafness and vision are only the most basic changes, and it is rumored that the Bodhidharma Patriarch can even feel the sound of ants and insects moving food under the Yellow Spring ten miles away. Although this rumor is not boundary, it is groundless, and there must be a reason.
Song Sanxing was a master, so he sat in the room, but he heard movement from the roof of the house more than ten zhang away. There are three sources of that voice, if he can use his internal force, he can release his breath, feel the other party's body breath, and estimate their martial arts realm.
It's a pity that now he can only use his five senses to probe the enemy, so he doesn't know the depth, and in an instant, the three of them have reached the roof where they are.
Feng Mu didn't hear the sound on the roof, although he could hear the sound of the needle falling to the ground, but the three people on the roof fell, but it seemed to be silent.
"Friend, since you are here, you might as well come down and drink two glasses of thin wine, and if you are far away, you will also want to appreciate the light, and let me enjoy the friendship of the landlord." ”
Song Sanxing's words fell, Feng Mu showed a blank expression, and Odoff, who was snoring like thunder, also opened his eyes suddenly.
I only heard the carved wooden door "creak" and was pushed open, and three well-dressed middle-aged people walked in.
They were all about the same size, medium to fat, bearded, and armed with weapons.
The difference is that a person has a mixed yuan scarf on his head, a giant sword on his back, a big gourd hanging from his waist, and a horsehair tail whisk in his left hand, Song Sanxing frowned slightly, since this Quanzhen Taoist priest dares to take the dust, he must be a good cultivator, and his dress is similar to Lu Zu, doesn't he have the ability to fly a sword and cut off people's heads?
The second person was a bald monk, and the one hundred and eight rosaries hanging on his chest were also larger than ordinary prayer beads, and were made of ebony. And his ink Zen staff is much taller than his body, Feng Mu believes that even if he doesn't use his hands, that Zen stick can crush people. He was wearing a sangha pear robe, Feng Mu didn't know much about his generation, but Song Sanxing was clear.
The third person dressed as a scholar, but he didn't have a bamboo cane or a cloth flag, but he just carried a cloth bag around his waist, Feng Mu felt that it was filled with things like iron gossip and lottery tubes, and it looked like a drum anyway. He held a feather fan in his right hand, looking calm and relaxed.
The night breeze outside the inn blows, which is in response to the old saying that "the mountain rain is coming and the wind is full of buildings", and the atmosphere is a little solidified. Feng Mu looked at the three of them, knowing that they were not good, and it seemed that the show was about to begin.
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