Dugu Yuanchen walked very normally, he didn't look like he was going out at all, and it was no different from going out to visit the door usually.

No one went to the city to see him off, and Cui'er only shyly stuffed him with a burden that night, saying that she had collected some clothes and dry food at random.

But Nie Xiao knew that it was definitely not random at all.

When Dugu Yuanchen left, except for a burden, there was only the long sword on his waist. The long sword is not conspicuous, and it hangs at the waist and only hangs there at random, like a farmer's back basket or a woodcutter's firewood knife, which is ordinary as a matter of course.

Earlier, he was still worried, how long would it take to go a thousand miles here, if he walked on two legs?

Fortunately, after all, King Luokang has a big family, as the elder of the two dynasties of the Ximing Kingdom, how can the pomp and circumstance of returning home to support the elderly be too small, right?

As a result, even the thirteen swordsmen, including Dugu Yuanchen, had a good horse of their own.

Dugu Yuanchen rode his own white horse and fell at the end of the team, and as the horse swayed, it had a leisurely taste.

Prince Luo, who returned to his hometown, brought his family with more than 30 people, including more than a dozen nursing homes, as well as a lot of cooks and maids. In addition, more than a dozen swordsmen were invited, all of whom were selected by Zhuang Qibi, the head of the nursing home.

The swordsman was split in two, one wave walking in front to open the way, and one wave breaking in the back. In the middle is a carriage with a yellow turban top of six scarlet carriages, and more than a dozen nursing homes are scattered on both sides of the carriage.

During his reign in the Ximing Kingdom, Lord Luo had never heard of offending anyone, and the Yourong tribe outside the Guanshang was also very famous. So how can there be any risks along the way, inviting so many swordsmen is just for the so-called face of the emperor's family.

After two days of walking, the team was finally about to enter the Kawudana Mountain Range in the west of the Western Ming Kingdom. The mountain range is long and ancient, and before the founding of the Western Ming Kingdom, it was called "Jia Wu Duna". Later, the Western Ming Kingdom repelled the "Ming Kingdom" at that time, that is, the current "Eastern Ming Kingdom", and only began to be Zhongzhou. But in any case, the people of Ximing Kingdom are still wandering velvet people in their bones, so the name of "Jiawuduna" is retained, which specifically means "ancient".

Dugu Yuanchen was tired of riding, so he simply lay on the back of the horse and squinted his eyes and dozed, anyway, he wouldn't get lost!

The horse seemed to sense his master's intentions, and walked more smoothly.

When the swordsman named Lao Liang saw this, he joked with him: "Hey, friend, aren't you afraid that the horse will give you a stinky fart on your head when you lie down like this?"

After saying that, he laughed first, and the rest of the people were also happy when they heard this, and they all started to brush Dugu Yuanchen for a while.

He didn't mind, he still lay on the back of the horse leisurely, and occasionally fought back.

After two days of getting along, he found that it was still easy for the swordsmen to get along with, although the group of people in the nursing home was also to protect the family of Lord Luo, but after all, they were "their own people", and they always had a condescending attitude towards them, and sometimes they had to make sarcastic remarks to ridicule the kung fu of these swordsmen.

Dugu Yuanchen quietly approached the man called "Lao Liang" and kicked the opponent's horse on the ass while he was unprepared.

The horse was suddenly frightened, its front hooves neighed off the ground, and it struggled to spread wild, and Lao Liang was almost thrown off the horse. It was not easy for him to be docile, but a dense layer of sweat had already soaked out of his forehead.

So the man scolded Dugu Yuanchen a few more words, but then he was on guard against Dugu Yuanchen at any time.

Among so many swordsmen, Lao Liang is the funniest one.

Dugu Yuanchen is still accustomed to washing the horse's nose every thirty miles or so, using water in a water bag if there is no river, and replacing it with branches and weeds if there is no brush.

Other people's mounts don't have this treatment, so every time Dugu Yuanchen washes the horse's nose, he always has to be teased by others. This way is not in a hurry, why are you so diligent, and it is not your good match.

In this case, Dugu Yuanchen would occasionally kick the other party's buttocks, but the work at hand did not stop.

The white horse saw that his companions did not have this treatment, so he enjoyed this kind of nose washing very much. Occasionally, he would make Dugu Yuanchen salivate, and occasionally leaned his head on Dugu Yuanchen's shoulder to say hello affectionately.

When the team stops to trim, Dugu Yuanchen will not tie the horse to the tree like others. Instead, he led the white horse to a place where he could see not far from the group, and let it graze with the reins.

After walking for a few days, the white horse did not lose weight, but it was stronger and stronger than when I received it on the first day.

Animals are spiritual, and after a long time, both parties can develop feelings. Dugu Yuanchen made a move, and the white horse knew whether to let him run or stop.

Most of the journey is based on dry food, but if time permits, they will stay overnight as they pass through town to eat something good. After all, they are relatives of the emperor and the country, and there is no shortage of silver.

Then replenish dry food and water, and buy some food and vegetables, probably because the reason why you bring the cook is to improve the food on the way.

The day after Dugu Yuanchen left, Nie Xiao moved to the Beacon Building to live with Xiaoxi. Because Dugu Yuanchen left, the dilapidated temple where he lived with Nie Xiao suddenly became lonely and miserable.

Nie Xiao couldn't bear this loneliness, and the unknown little insects at night were afraid of crawling around and making a rustling sound, which would only make him feel that this place was as lonely as an empty house.

In the past few days, he and Xiaoxi have gone out early and returned late, Xiaoxi has a little sage book in his stomach, so he goes to the town to mix a few meals and money, such as going outside the academy to undertake various family homework for students after school, or writing letters and couplets on behalf of others, although the income is not much, it is barely enough for the two of them.

The big restaurant can't go to it more often, because it is an IOU for Dugu Yuanchen to practice that Xiaoxi, which is obviously a bad account.

Only when I really can't afford to eat, I have the cheekiness to mix it up. Cui'er is still as enthusiastic, but without Dugu Yuanchen, there is always a little less smile in her eyes. Don't talk about it, it's still like that.

Nie Xiao wanted to take advantage of the fact that winter had not yet come, so he hurried to the field to collect some hay and air-dried straw and come back. Families who feed sheep and cattle will keep the straw as fodder for the winter, and many families who do not have sheep and cattle will burn it in the fields. At this time, Nie Xiao smiled and stepped forward to talk to people, and they all knew that Huang San was subdued by a few of them, so many people gave him straw.

After moving the dry straw in a hurry, I got to the field to cut a kind of weed that had dried up. This kind of wild grass can grow half a person high, at the end of autumn it will naturally dry and die white, the texture is soft and tough, I heard people say that it seems that the name of the book is white grass, the predecessors have a poem "the north wind sweeps the white grass to fold, Hu Tian August that is flying snow" I want to say is this kind of grass.

In the past, many locals used it to weave rope, but now it is less used.

The beacon tower is divided into two floors and the top of the pavilion-like tip, the two of them have to rush to complete the repair of the top floor of the beacon before the rain and snow come, so that they who sleep on the second floor will not be wet in the rain.

The two of them used straw to fill all the holes in the previous hole at the tip of the building, and added a thick layer to prevent them from being crushed by the snow when it snowed.

The rest of the straw was spread on the ground, and another layer of white grass was spread on top of the straw, and finally the rotten quilt of the two of them, of course, Dugu Yuanchen's quilt was spread underneath early.

In this way, it is firm and soft, and the accommodation for the whole winter is worry-free, but the problem of filling the stomach has yet to be solved.

The farther west you go, the flatter the terrain becomes, and the less diverse vegetation you have.

Yesterday they added six new ox carts to a small town, filling them with six carts of tents. Because if you go any further, you will enter the grassland, and there is nothing to do during the day, but the temperature will be a little cold at night. The prince's family can naturally spend the night in the carriage, but these guards and swordsmen can no longer find a tree trunk as before, and they can build a fire to deal with it for one night.

After walking together for so many days, everyone has become acquainted, and a bunch of swordsmen often joke together, after all, the road is quite easy.

Most of everyone teased Dugu Yuanchen and his horses, and Dugu Yuanchen naturally fought back occasionally, but most of the time he laughed with everyone. After a group of people get along for a long time, there will always be a person who is often rubbed by everyone to adjust the atmosphere in the team, and such a person often has to be broad-minded, easy-going, and have a certain topicality.

Now Dugu Yuanchen and his horses can already be described as "having a soul". For example, when Nie Xiao wants to nap on the horse's back, the horse will automatically slow down and pick a stable place to put his feet. After walking for a while, if the horse automatically deviates from the team or stops, it means that it is time for Dugu to go to the thatched house.

Only once was there a tacit understanding between the horse and Dugu Yuanchen, because Dugu Yuanchen had a bad stomach that day. Watching Dugu Yuanchen, who frequently goes to the thatched house, the horse will kick its front hooves, shake its neck in confusion and then snort.

On this day, Lord Luo convened a meeting with everyone. Wang Ye Luo, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair, was like a hill, but his voice was not majestic. Roughly speaking, it is about to enter the grassland, where the herdsmen's world is, and everyone should pay attention to patrols when camping at night, so as not to be raided by other tribes.

Everyone knows that all night patrols are actually about the swordsmen.

There are many grassland tribes now, but in general, it is actually the world of Yourong, and King Luokang is a Yourong person, so it is unlikely that he will be raided. It's just that Yourong's base camp is still further west, and it is estimated that it will take ten days to walk slowly and leisurely like them, so King Luo Kang wants to let other tribes see his pomp and circumstance in these ten days.

They finally saw the grassland, a place where people could stretch their minds. He can release your vision greatly, nothing can hinder you from looking far away, you can see the blue sky and white clouds, see the wind make the white clouds flow, and even feel that the clouds are three-dimensional.

As far as the eye can see, there are green grasslands, climb a small earthen bag, you can see the ups and downs of the grassland, there are grazing sheep and galloping wild horses, and the quiet river is like a mirror reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, like a jade belt embedded in the grassland.

When he set up camp that evening, Dugu Yuanchen led his beloved white horse to the river to wash its nose as before. Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he inadvertently glanced at a small mountain bag not far away, there seemed to be a ride on the mountain bag, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.

"Lao Liang, stay safe tonight. "Tonight, Lao Liang should lead people to patrol, and when he was about to leave, Dugu Yuanchen stopped him and said this.

Lao Liang was about to make a few jokes, but when he turned around, he saw that Dugu Yuanchen was serious and serious: "What's the matter, did you find something wrong?"

Dugu Yuanchen told him about washing horses by the river, and he was not ridiculed by Lao Liang for the first time.

Lao Liang saw what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not too prudent to be cautious in the word 'careful' when walking the rivers and lakes, no one will laugh at you for being timid." ”

From these few sentences, it can be seen that Lao Liang is an old Jianghu.

The night was peaceful, until dawn. Dugu Yuanchen walked out of the tent and planned to take a look at his horses, maybe he was really just too cautious.

Finally, when the camp was set off, the thirteen men in black and the rising sun came into people's eyes at the same time.

The atmosphere was as heavy as a blade of grass bent by dew, and a few bushes not far away stood there dumbfounded.

Everyone could feel the savage murderous aura on their bodies, no one spoke, only the sound of horses' hooves rumbling like war drums swept towards this side, and the man in black at the front had already drawn his bright scimitar.