The days in Nagato passed quickly, and three days passed in a flash.

Su Changan has been very comfortable these days, he is a lord, if Changmen Town is about identity, even Gu Xiangting is not as good as him. No one calls him Su Erye, and no one dares to call him Su Ergou anymore. Even if Ji Dao met him, he had to obediently call him Lord Su. Don't say that if you bully him again, you will have to cringe even if you look at him.

He liked it, but he didn't like it.

What I like is that no matter where he goes, everyone has to look at him, as if the center of the world has finally turned to him. However, he also knew that this was not right, everyone looked at him, but they only dared to look at him from a distance. The world is still far away from him, the difference is that he used to look up at the world, now he is looking down on the world. But what hasn't changed is that he's still alone.

On this day, it is the day to leave for Chang'an. Su Changan got up early. The house was empty, and his father was transferred to the forefront of the Northland yesterday because of an urgent matter in the army. Su Tai is now a thousand households, and many things in the army need him to be present, even if he has no right to speak, but he must observe. When he left, his face was very unsightly. Su Changan asked him, but he didn't say anything, so Su Changan gave up.

Su Changan didn't like Su Tai's errand too much. He has been too busy, since the Holy Emperor ascended the throne. He is eloquent and strategic, and he works hard. coincided with the emergence of Terran stars. He sat high in Chang'an City, strategizing, attacking the demon clan in the north, expanding the barbarian land in the west, and expanding the territory all the way. In the past few decades, the former starcasters have either died of old age, or died in battle, or fell unexpectedly like shaking light, but they are dead after all. There were only seven stars left in the human race, and he gradually reined in the pace of the southern and northern wars. Su Changan's father is like this, if the Holy Emperor wants to open up the territory and expand the territory, he has to go to the battlefield to shed his blood, and if the Holy Emperor wants to recuperate, he has to go to the border to protect his family and defend the country.

Therefore, since Su Chang'an can remember, Su Tai has rarely had time to accompany him.

Therefore, Su Changan actually didn't like the Holy Emperor very much in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't say it. Because most of them like him very much, although he opened up the territory and expanded the territory, but he did not exhaust the army; although he was very happy, he gave light taxes; although he usurped the world of the Han family and established the Great Wei, he was also justified.

It is said that he is the first emperor of the ages, and Su Changan thought that if it weren't for his father who was fighting abroad all the year round, he might have liked him. But now, Su Changan just doesn't like him.

Su Changan finished eating the buns he bought from Wang's sister-in-law's house, and then licked the grease off his hands. When he came to the big knife enshrined in the hall, he respectfully put on three sticks of incense. He watched the fire spread down little by little, in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the incense ran out, he took the knife, put it on his back, and closed the door of his house. After carefully checking whether it was locked three times, he didn't want to stay until his father came back, but found that his house had been turned over by thieves.

Then he turned around, stepped on a thin snow, and walked out of Nagato Town. That appearance is very similar to Mo Tingyu who left Chang'an back then.

At the gate of the town, Gu Ning was already waiting, and Su Mo, Lin Ru, and Ji Dao were also there, and a few middle-aged men were also holding a few horses in the snow.

"Brother Su, are you here?" Gu Ning greeted him, he was wearing a Confucian green robe, his hair was tied with a snow-white hosta, and his face was full of smiles. Just like his father, he is as gentle as jade.

"Ancient ...... Brother Gu has been waiting for a long time. Su Changan is not very used to such a title, but they are already adults, and the name of calling him by his name in the past is not polite. He tried his best not to squint, but Yu Guang involuntarily glanced at Su Mo on the side, she was dressed in green clothes, combed two ponytails, hanging to both sides, as if feeling Su Changan's gaze, she smiled at Su Changan, revealing two cute little tiger teeth.

Su Changan felt that his heart was about to jump out, and he coughed lightly to hide his strangeness. He turned around and said to the other people, "It's also a long time for you to wait." ”

Several people also hurriedly saluted, Su Changan is now a lord, and they dare not slack off.

"Brother Su said with a smile, we just came. Come, let me introduce you, this is Liu Darttou. Gu Ning pointed to a middle-aged man who was walking and said.

This middle-aged man is very stout, with a Chinese face, thick lips, and a lancet in his hand. I can't bear the wind and frost on my face, and at first glance I look like a person who has come from a hard day. Su Changan knew this man.

This man's name is Liu Dahong, and he is also well-known in Changmen Town. He's a dart head, with a team of about seven or eight people. It travels back and forth between Nagato and Chang'an every year. When there are darts, they take darts, and when they don't, they take the goods with them to do some reselling business.

Of course, this is not unusual, there are countless such dart teams in the Great Wei Dynasty. But between Changmen and Chang'an, there is Youyun Ridge, where spirits are rampant. Not to mention ordinary people, even the people of the imperial army who want to pass through the Youyun Ridge must have the treasures given by the sages to protect their bodies, otherwise they will be more auspicious. But Liu Dahong and they were able to enter and exit safely from Youyunling, and every year they carried darts from Chang'an to Changmen, and then from Changmen to Chang'an, earning a lot of money.

It is rumored that Liu Dahong knows the ancient language, can communicate with the spirits, and brings them to worship every year, in exchange for the opportunity to enter and exit safely in Youyunling. But Liu Dahong didn't say a word about this.

Before he met Mo Tingyu again, Su Changan always felt that the most similar swordsman in Changmen Town was none other than Liu Dahong, and even admired him for a while, thinking of learning from him.

When I saw him today, I found that he was very ordinary. It's no different from an ordinary middle-aged man, and he doesn't even look as good as his own father.

Su Changan couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but when he saw the knife in his hand, his eyes lit up again.

"Will you make a knife?" asked Su Changan.

Liu Dahong was stunned, he was about to meet Su Changan, but he was swallowed back by Su Changan's brainless question.

"Yes. The little one has been running around all year round and has practiced some knife skills for self-defense. As he spoke, he glanced at the big knife behind Su Changan's back, which was not much smaller than him. The big knife was hidden in the scabbard, and the blade could not be seen, but the scabbard was tattered and tattered, and even stained with some oil. Liu Dahong has been using a knife for many years, except for the big point, he really can't see anything special about this knife. I secretly wondered in my heart, it is said that Su Changan was made a lord by the saint, and he is also a character, how can he make such a broken knife?

Liu saw that the lord was carrying a knife, and he must have used some knife skills. The small knife technique should not be on the table compared to the lord. Although it is strange in his heart, Su Changan is a lord after all, Liu Dahong has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and naturally he still has the eyes of the wind and the rudder.

"I don't know how to use a knife. So I want you to teach me how to use the knife. Su Changan said truthfully, Mo Tingyu taught him a knife back then, and only taught it once. Su Changan also looked at his knife and remembered it. In the past two years, he has practiced that knife very seriously every day, but he can't practice it.

He thinks he's smart and hardworking. Then it should be that this knife is too difficult, so he wants to find something simple to practice first.

"Shouldn't this be? Heavenly Sword Mo Tingyu is not your master?" asked Liu Dahong. He has been going back and forth between Changmen and Chang'an for many years, and he is naturally very well-informed. Regarding Mo Tingyu, he has long been familiar with it. Known as the most genius genius of the human race for hundreds of years, his realm was comparable to the Taiyi realm, and his sword technique was already unique in the world. In the past two years, it was the strength of the Aether Realm that killed the stars, and everyone in the world called him the Heavenly Sword Mo Tingyu. And Su Changan, his most disciple, how could he not know sword skills?

"He taught me. Su Changan was a little embarrassed, if he said that he hadn't learned, he was afraid that he would lose face in front of Su Mo. After thinking about it, he said, "But I can't do it now." ”

"Oh?" Liu Dahong was stunned for a moment, and only then did he come to his senses, back then, Mo Tingyu Tai could slash the star with a single sword, and the knife used was extremely profound. In front of him, Su Changan hadn't even succeeded in gathering spirits, so it was reasonable that he couldn't use such a mysterious sword technique. But in the blink of an eye, he fell into a dilemma, Su Changan is Mo Tingyu's apprentice, and Mo Tingyu is Shaguang's apprentice. His sword skills are not unusual, but if he taught Su Changan, his identity would be embarrassing. Drinking with friends and bragging to the point that you can say that you and Mo Tingyu are on an equal footing and have more face, but if you are known by someone with a heart, you may not be able to avoid disaster. But Su Changan is a lord, and when he asks him to teach knives in front of so many people, he doesn't dare to save Su Changan's face. After a slight consideration in his heart, he said.

Lord Su laughed. I don't dare to teach you swordsmanship, but if you have any problems with swordsmanship, we can discuss it. ”

"That's good. "Su Changan can't think of so much, as long as he can learn knives, he can do anything. "Then if I have time, I will look for you. ”

"Howler. Liu Dahong responded with a smile.

After greeting each other for a while, they were ready to get into the carriage and leave.

Liu Dahong brought a total of seven people and four carriages. Gu Ning Su Chang'an one, Ji Daolin Ru one, Su Mo one, the remaining one is for his own people to rest. Someone had to keep vigil all the time, and the carriage was for the night watchman to rest while he was on the road during the day.

"Everyone, sit down, old Liu is darts!" Liu Dahong stepped on the horse, greeted everyone in the car, and then raised the whip in his hand and whipped it on the horse's buttocks.

The horse neighed in pain, and walked off on his legs.

Su Changan lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked back at Changmen Town for the last time.

At noon, there was a light snow, there was little smoke in Nagato Town, and there were schoolchildren chasing after class on the streets.