Zhao Xuan shrugged his shoulders in the face of everyone's gaze, knowing that the "which family" Sun Shangwu asked referred to the hundred schools of thought in this world, but his Taoist did not have it here, how to say it? Besides, this spell is not a good thing, so he only shook his head at Sun Shangwu and said: "Now doesn't seem to be the time to ask this, you are injured, it is better to deal with the injuries on your body." ”

Sun Shangwu said with an indifferent face: "Don't worry, you can't die, you can talk about it quickly." "I don't look like I'm in the world at all.

The corners of Zhao Xuan's mouth twitched, and he could only say: "It's not that the poor way doesn't say it, but this method is very evil, and if you say it, you can't spread it to others, Brother Shangwu is not strange." ”

Sun Shangwu's face drooped, and he seemed to be very unhappy, but then he grinned again and muttered: "Forget it, if you don't say it, don't say it, I shouldn't ask!" Remembering that his grandfather taught him at home not to ask the martial arts of the Jianghu people at every turn, he was depressed for a while.

At this time, Kong Xiuru had already bandaged the wound, came over to persuade Sun Shangwu to bandage the wound as well, looked at the corpses all over the ground and sighed: "I didn't expect them to come here by mistake." ”

They all heard the conversation between Bai Chufeng and the others, and knew that they were not tracked down.

Yan Danchen was seriously injured at this time, and his chest was cut by a knife seven or eight inches long, but he was still in good spirits, and snorted coldly: "Count them lucky today, if they didn't go fast, Yan would definitely kill them without leaving a piece of armor!"

Although he is suspected of boasting, with his injury, it is even more heroic.

Jin Yaoci also helped Zhang Bairen bandage the knife wound on his back at this time, looked at Ye Wan'er curiously, and exclaimed: "I didn't expect Sister Ye to be a novelist!"

Ye Wan'er lowered her head. A little embarrassed: "It's nothing......"

But that's not the case!

Novelist. It is a scarce species in this world. Otherwise, Jin Yaoci would not be so amazed!

It is said that if a novelist can become holy, he can write a whole world with a single book. It's just that the holy path of novelists is very difficult, and it has not been prosperous in the era of the hundred schools of thought, and it has even been cut off several times later. Although there are many storytellers in the world now, they are just unambitious scholars and have not been inherited by novelists.

Since Ye Wan'er can summon the "Book Spirit", she has naturally been inherited by the novelist!

Book Spirit. The characters written by the novelist are usually the protagonists of a book. But as the novelist becomes more sophisticated, some important supporting roles can also be summoned by the novelist. Until the end, even ordinary people can pull it out and play, and a book is a world.

Because the novelist has a divergent mind and flexible thinking, he often writes some strange attack spells that have never appeared in this life, which leads to the novelist's characters once played a great role.

However, with the severance of the novelist's lineage, it has been a long time since anyone has seen the birth of a powerful book spirit.

The most widely spread literary and Taoist cultivation in this world today are Legalist, Mohist, Confucian, Yin-Yang Family, Famous Family, Miscellaneous Family, Farmer's Family, Vertical and Horizontal Family, Soldier's Family, and Medical Family, among which there are Yin-Yang Family, Farmer Family, the fewest of them. Confucianism and military are the most.

After all, Confucianism has a literary saint, and the military family has a martial god who cultivates both!

Novelist. It was most common in the Middle Ages and Early Antiquity.

Several people were talking, and suddenly Ye Hehua pulled the corner of Ye Wan'er's clothes with his little hand, and said weakly: "Sister, I'm afraid of ......" The two eyes looked at the more than ten corpses that died under Zhao Xuan's hands with some fear.

I saw that the more than a dozen corpses were dry, their skin was wrinkled, and their eye sockets were deep, although there was no stimulation from the bloody scene, but it was easier for people to feel a sense of fear after watching for a long time, especially in the night when the bonfire was swaying.

The cold wind, the dead leaves are scattered, and the sound of rattling makes the atmosphere a little weird.

Jin Yaoci shuddered all over, and couldn't help whispering, "Or ...... Let's get out of here......"

Whew!

Everyone's eyes shifted to Zhao Xuan, and even Sun Shangwu, under the influence of the 'herd mentality', couldn't help but turn his head to look over.

Seeing this, Ye Wan'er felt a little unbelievable in her heart, at the beginning, she thought that Kong Xiuru was the center of everyone, that is, the one who took the idea. Especially after learning the identity of the Confucian Pavilion of Confucius, he decided on this idea. Although the status of Sun Shangwu's Martial Shrine is not lower than that of Wensheng Pavilion at all, with Sun Shangwu's childlike character, he should not be used to "giving orders". But they never expected that it was just a trivial matter of transferring the location, and everyone subconsciously looked at this Zhao Xuan, who had been talking very little.

Although his attack was a little weird, how could he make Kong Xiuru, who was born in the Wensheng Pavilion, willing to obey his orders?

She didn't know that she was thinking a little too much.

Zhao Xuan looked up at the sky, the night was gloomy, there was no starlight, it seemed that the sky was about to change, nodded and said: "It's okay, find a hidden cave to live in, so as not to be windy and rainy, or they will come back in vain." ”

A group of nine people extinguished the bonfire, made a few simple torches, and soon hit the road. Relying on the convenience of Zhao Xuanyuan's perspective, but after walking out of eight or nine miles, they found a cave.

The cave is not too deep, the entrance of the cave is three or five meters, the width of the hole is about more than 20 meters, from the entrance of the cave to the innermost length of about ten meters, just for everyone to rest, and there is a lot of wealth.

Everyone gathered firewood to make a fire, Zhao Xuan sat cross-legged beside the fire, and motioned to everyone: "You all have injuries on your bodies, let's keep vigil from the poor road tonight." ”

Zhang Bairen hurriedly said on the side: "There are disciples here, how dare Master Lao ......" Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zhao Xuan directly interrupted: "If you let you go, you will go, and you won't even listen to the words of the teacher?"

Zhang Bairen: "......"

Although there is a bit of a threat, the heart is good.

Kong Xiuru also said: "Brother Bairen should listen to Mr. Hong." However, if Mr. Hong is allowed to keep vigil alone, Kong will not be able to go away, so it is better for you and me to replace him. ”

Zhao Xuan didn't expect someone to rob him for the night, so he waved his hand and said, "No need, poor Dao generally rarely sleeps." ”

Before Kong Xiuru could say more, Sun Shangwu interrupted impatiently: "Did you say that you were so polite? Why are you so polite? It's a big deal that you keep it today, and I will guard it tomorrow, look at your hypocrisy." Not a gentleman at all!"

Zhao Xuan looked at him playfully: "So it's decided." Tonight, the poor road will be guarded first. Tomorrow night, there will be Brother Lao Shangwu. ”

Sun Shangwu: "......"

Deliberately, right?

You must have done it on purpose, right?

Sun Daxia felt extremely sad and angry in his heart.

However, the words had already come out, and let him regret that he didn't have that face, so he had to admit it, and he was depressed and wanted to find a corner to sleep, but before he could take two steps, Kong Xiuru said again: "After all, men and women are defended, and now there is only one cave." I think it's better to let Miss Ye live with them. ”

Sun Shangwu was stunned, and the grief and indignation on his face were even worse.

Fortunately, at this time, Ye Wan'er said softly: "The matter is urgent, all the sons are injured, how can they be disturbed by the cold wind again......? It's better for us to ......" tentatively looked at Li Shu and Jin Yaoci.

Li Shu's face remained unchanged, and she nodded slightly, so did Jin Yaoci, Ye Wan'er's heart was relieved, and she continued: "...... It's not as good as we are outside. ”

Kong Xiuru hurriedly excused himself: "The girls are all women. I'm waiting for a seven-foot man, how can I let you stay overnight in the wilderness?"

Sun Shangwu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He said indignantly: "Are you all finished? Outside is the wilderness, is there a home in the cave? Scholars are hypocritical!"

It's like you're not a reader...... Kong Xiuru looked at him speechlessly.

Zhang Bairen said at this time: "Don't quarrel with everyone first, Miss Ye said it well, and the matter is urgent, besides, there are so many of us, and we are not lonely men and widows, even if we live in the same room, there is no suspicion of melon fields and plums." It is better to find a curtain in the middle, and the right to be in a different room. ”

"That's it, Sister Ye said that it was nothing, and Kong Gongzi pushed back and forth, embarrassing people. Jin Yaoci also opened her mouth considering that Zhang Bairen was injured in his back.

Zhao Xuan glanced at Zhang Bairen in surprise, he didn't expect him to be so "enlightened" today, and waved his hand and threw out a large stack of clothes: "There is no cloth mantle poor road here, if you don't have it, just change the clothes and make a living." ”

How many people will carry cloth with them?

And yet there really is!

Almost at the same time as Zhao Xuan, Ye Wan'er took out a roll of silk and said, "Wan'er prefers female red, so ......" When she saw the pile of clothes thrown out by Zhao Xuan, she suddenly spoke, and looked at him a little bewildered.

Zhao Xuan didn't feel embarrassed, and put away the clothes easily: "Since Miss Ye has ready-made, it saves the poor clothes." ”

On the side, Jin Yaoci saw that Ye Wan'er was still a little apprehensive, so she hurriedly stepped forward to take the silk, helped unfold the silk, and whispered: "Sister, don't worry, Master is not such a stingy person." ”

Ye Wan'er glanced at Zhao Xuan when she heard this, and saw that he really didn't have half a hesitation, so her heart was slightly relieved.

At this point, it's time to go to sleep. Clinker When Jin Yaoci and Ye Wan'er pulled the curtain, Ye Hehua suddenly grabbed Ye Wan'er's hand: "Sister, I want to listen to the story......"

When she was in Qinjian Villa before, Ye Wan'er often told Ye Hehua stories before he went to bed, and now she has already developed a habit.

Ye Wan'er looked at her ignorant younger brother, and said with a bitter smile: "Hehua is good, will my sister tell you tomorrow?" Ye Qingshan just died today, it is far-fetched for Ye Wan'er to keep it like this, where is there any heart to tell a story?

But Ye Hehua was ignorant, no one told him that his father was dead, and at his age, he didn't know what it meant when he died, how could he understand Ye Wan'er's difficulties?

I saw him holding Ye Wan'er's hand and said coquettishly: "Sister, sister, what do you say......" Ye Wan'er was silent for a while.

Everyone present knew Ye Wan'er's difficulties and wanted to help, but they couldn't do anything.

How can it help?

It's okay if you don't know that Ye Wan'er is a novelist, but Ye Wan'er is a novelist!

Ye Hehua grew up listening to Ye Wan'er's story, just think about it, a novelist's story, can they compare?

Rather than being embarrassed and disgusted by Ye Hehua when he said it, it is better to think of other ways.

This time, even Kong Xiuru couldn't help, if he was asked to talk about Confucian scriptures, poetry and songs, maybe it would be okay, but it seemed that he wouldn't want to hear Ye Hehua if he wanted to.

As for novels...... No one dares to take an axe.

Just when everyone is at a loss.

Grog!

Zhao Xuanhu opened his mouth at this time and said to Ye Hehua: "If you really want to hear the story, there may be another here in the poor road, I don't know if you want to hear it?"

What the?

The crowd was amazed. (To be continued......)