When he came here, he worked hard and it only took ten days. Now when he goes back, Cao Jinxing is ready to spend twenty days fishing for fish and death!
It’s time to rest and stop along the way.
More than ten days later, the five people left Baoyang County and embarked on the official road back to Shuntian Mansion.
"Finally back."
Lu Jiaming let out a long breath: "More than a month has passed before and after this. Most of the time I was on the road, and my thighs when riding horses were calloused!"
"Where is this?"
Gu Yanzhu said with a smile: "At least you still have time to rest. Last year, Anda Khan in the north invaded Datong four times, Liaoyang three times, and Ningxia once in two months. It was really tiring to follow the border troops to kill the enemy non-stop. Alas."
"Damn Tatars!"
Lu Jiaming cursed.
"The horse market is open this year, so we are a little more honest."
Gu Yanzhu said: "But I heard that the border is still very chaotic. I hope it can last for a while."
The five men galloped on horseback.
suddenly.
"Xu~"
Cao Jinxing reined in the reins, and the sweaty horse raised its hooves high and paused.
The other four riders stopped quickly and looked back.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
"Don't make any sound and listen."
Cao Jinxing frowned, tilted his ears slightly, and murmured: "It seems like there is the sound of flying insects... getting closer and closer!"
He suddenly turned around.
Gu Yanzhu and others quickly drew their swords and looked over.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, there is nothing. On both sides of the official road, there are dense trees. The breeze blows, and the green leaves make a soft rustling sound...
Are there no bugs?
Although the few people were surprised, they believed in Cao Jinxing's judgment. The four of them stood in all directions, guarding Cao Jinxing's side, and were ready.
It couldn't be an ambush from Xi Ling Lou!
Cao Jinxing held the handle of the knife in his hand and frowned.
Because of Qingming Baidu?
Or is it because of the Southwest incident?
"coming."
Cao Jinxing said these two words with a cold expression on his face, looking towards the dense forest to the west like an eagle.
A blood-red figure suddenly rushed out of the dense forest!
Followed by a swarm of hundreds or thousands of fiery red flying insects that look like fireflies!
They were very fast, flying through the woods with dots of flames, burning the green leaves on both sides to black!
"Huainan Yang Linqian...please, ask friends to help me..." The man was covered in blood, and his luxurious clothes were covered with sword wounds and stab wounds.
He had run out of gas, and as soon as he escaped from the dense forest, he fell to the ground, slipped under the horse's feet, and passed out.
The group of fireflies swooped behind me!
Yang Linqian...
Huainan Yang Family...
Cao Jinxing's mind quickly flashed to the sour scholar Yang Linqing who sold him the flute. After a quick scan, he realized that the two people had similar facial features and should be blood relatives.
"careful!"
The fire flying insects pounced over!
One of them fell on the horse under Lu Jiaming. The hot horse neighed loudly, and in the blink of an eye, a black scar as big as a fist was burned out!
"What the hell is this!"
Gu Yanzhu and the others were shocked.
If one insect has such power, if all the insects fall on it at once, will it still survive?
The four of them were completely panicked.
There were so many bugs that they covered the sky and the sun, and were about to fall on everyone, when suddenly a cold flute sounded.
moment!
The frosty air radiates in all directions!
Cao Jinxing sat on the horse, holding a shark bone flute to his lips in both hands. Infused with internal energy, the flute shimmered, and the flute sounded!
——Eight hundred years since the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, "Snow Land Siege Song" has reappeared in the world!
In just a few short notes, the cold and gloomy mood has spread.
Everyone in a radius of eighty meters suddenly felt in a trance, as if they were seeing patches of goose feathers falling from the sky. They were walking backwards in the endless snowy field, the wind was cold and the frost was scraping their bones!
cold!
Biting cold!
Sun Lang, the one with the lowest cultivation level among the five, and Su Yunsheng were shivering from the cold.
It was clearly early summer, but the two of them seemed to be in the cold winter, with snot and tears streaming out of their noses, holding their arms and shivering!
It seemed like just a moment, and it seemed like a long time passed.
The sound of the flute disappeared in my ears.
The four of them shuddered in unison.
Open your eyes and take a look.
It's still the same sky and earth, with the same blue sky, white clouds, and green trees, but the flying insects in the sky have been frozen into ice crystals!
It spread all over the ground like hail!
"Take him!"
Cao Jinxing put down his flute, frowned and said, "Let's go!"
People who can control such flying insects are not simple. Cao Jinxing is too lazy to fight against them because of a descendant of the Yang family in Huainan - you can't refine the [Good Luck Pill], I don't care if you bring bad things to me!
"drive!"
Cao Jinxing took the lead.
The other four people reacted and did not care about shocking the Lord's weird sonic secret skills. Sun Lang quickly picked up the man and put him behind the horse, and the four horsemen followed and disappeared on the official road.
Not long after.
The three men in black chased out of the dense forest following the bloodstains, and saw the remaining traces of frost on the official road, as well as the group of [Burning Insects] frozen into ice crystals.
"this!"
The leader at the front had his pupils constricted.
He never expected that it would turn out like this: "These are 1,300 [Burning Insects]...how is this possible...inform the Lord quickly!"
He looked solemn, and a person behind him quickly pulled out an arrow from his waist and fired into the sky.
"What's wrong?"
Soon, a young man's voice came from the dense forest: "Have you got [Keting Di]? Why hasn't my baby flown back yet..."
"..."
The leader's mouth twitched and he couldn't come back...
It turned into hail...
Before he could speak, a young man in his twenties walked out of the woods, wearing a silk suit and holding a paper fan with the four words "Serve the Country with Loyalty" written on it.
Hou Rong's expression was leisurely and relaxed. He was in a good mood at first, until he saw the familiar hail particles on the ground...
Snap!
The folding fan in his hand fell to the ground.
"this!"
He was stunned at first, a little unbelievable, and suspected that he had seen it wrong. He closed his eyes, opened his eyes, closed his eyes again, and opened his eyes again...
"what happened?!"
Hou Rong finally confirmed that his treasure had turned into ice. He was panicked and angry, and pulled the leader away: "Who did it? Who did it! The general only bought this for 5,000 taels of gold! Unexpectedly,
... Actually... tell me! Who is it? I want to rip off his skin!"
His eyes were blood red and he was furious.
The leader said: "Sir, when we arrived, it was already like this..."
Seeing the unkind expression on Hou Rong's face, the leader quickly added: "However, when we chased after him, we heard a burst of flute sound! At that time, we thought it was played by the nearby mountain people, but now that I think about it, the tone of the tune was desolate and the mood was extremely cold.
It’s probably used to ward off [Burning Insects]!”
"nonsense!"
Hou Rong said angrily: "One thousand three hundred [Burning Insects], are you going to kill them one by one? Idiot, idiot! Why didn't you stop it then!"
"..."
Damn, I can’t predict the future!
The leader cursed secretly in his heart, but did not dare to speak.
Hou Rong roared twice, took out a red bamboo flute from the back of his waist, and threw it to the leader: "What kind of music, play it to me! Those are the only sects that know the sound wave skill! I want to see which sect it is.
My disciples dare to touch my things!"
"..."
The leader also knew how to play music, so he took the flute and played a short piece.
"etc!"
Hou Rong's expression suddenly changed, his eyes stared straight at him, like a poisonous snake, making people panic, and he said word by word:
"Are you sure you were right?"
"No."
The leader said: "The flute sound is very short, but I did hear it clearly. That's it."
Hou Rong stopped talking and started walking back and forth, faster and faster!
"Sir, you..."
"shut up!"
Hou Rong shouted angrily, his voice trembled with excitement, his eyes were as red as blood, he looked around, searching for clues, and muttered nervously: "Quick! Find him quickly! You must find him! You must find him for me!!"
!”
"grown ups!"
At this time, another man in black pointed to the ground and said: "There are several new hoof prints here, as big as cups, like those of sweaty horses."
Hou Rong suddenly turned around, stared at the hoof prints, and then looked in the direction in which the hoof prints were running.
"Chase!"
Hou Rong suppressed the excitement in his heart and ordered loudly: "Hurry up and chase me! I want to live!"