Chang'an City is right in front of us, but we didn't pay homage to the majesty of this eight ancient cities in the world.
The three men and the bear did not go north, but to the east.
After walking for about an hour, I saw a thousand-foot high peak standing out among the low mountains in front of me.
That is Yushan.
The northwest corner of Yushan is a military camp of the Zhenxi Army. In the past, a large number of troops were stationed to defend Chang'an.
Last year, Yang Zhentian led the main force of the Zhenxi Army to march eastward to aid Yingzui Cliff. In a great battle, more than two-thirds of the Zhenxi Army including himself lost their lives in Wangfu Ridge, seizing Shifeng, Yingzui Cliff.
Cliff.
After a year of recruitment, the military camp became lively again.
Training, endless training every day.
Their training is no longer conventional tactics for mortals, but special tactics for the six legions of heaven.
Ye Xiaochuan and others were passing by the outskirts of the military camp at the foot of Yushan Mountain, and occasionally they could see groups of sergeants wearing crowns and armor walking neatly past.
The equipment they carry is not the wooden swords in the hands of the women's soldiers in the north of Lantian County, but the standard equipment made by the dwarves.
The murderous spirit and well-equipped equipment all tell the story of the terrifying combat effectiveness of this army. There is a tea stall right next to the road. The tea sellers are a group of veterans of the Zhenxi Army who have broken arms and legs and were injured on the battlefield.
Since he had no choice but to continue serving in the army, he opened a tea stall near the military camp. The officers and soldiers of the Zhenxi Army who passed by would occasionally visit.
Check out their business.
I am indeed a rice bucket. I just had a big bowl of rice porridge and four apples for breakfast, and now I am hungry again.
When I saw the tea shed, I refused to leave.
Yuan Xiaolou was worried that Ye Xiaochuan had just recovered and would be unable to bear the burden of walking too much, so he suggested going to the tea shed to have a cup of tea and rest.
A veteran with a broken leg came up to him on crutches and said, "You three, what do you want?"
The old storyteller said: "Three bowls of crude tea and three drawers of steamed buns."
Yuan Xiaolou quickly said: "Nine drawers."
The old storyteller looked at the losers No. 1 and 2 beside him, rolled his eyes, and muttered: "Sooner or later, I will be bankrupted by these two losers."
As soon as the tea and steamed buns arrived, a few people came from the direction of Yushan.
Almost all of these people are acquaintances of Ye Xiaochuan.
Ye Xiaochuan's expression condensed when he saw these people.
Yuan Xiaolou also recognized those people and immediately quietly grabbed Ye Xiaochuan's hand.
There were seven people coming.
The Three Swords of Fengchen: Bao Renhe, He Miao, Mo Shaolin.
Liu Jiao and his junior sister Duan Xiaoxiao from Tiansheng Cave in Qilin Mountain.
Yushan Blue River Immortal Mansion Chu Qu'er.
And a little old man with sinister features and evil eyes. He turned out to be the old naughty boy Wang Keke.
As soon as Wang Keke saw the rice pail sitting by the tea shed eating steamed buns, he immediately screamed strangely and said: "Sister Chu, I thought that only Cangyun Mountain and Qilin Mountain have such big-headed iron-eating beasts. I didn't expect that there are also such big-headed iron-eating beasts in the Qinling Mountains."
Giant pandas have become so prolific in recent thousands of years that they have long left Cangyun Mountain.
Traces of this bamboo-eating black and white bear can also be seen everywhere in Qixing Mountain in the east, Qilin Mountain in the west, Shiwan Mountain in southern Xinjiang, and the 800-mile Qinling Mountains.
Chu Quer smiled slightly and said: "As early as a thousand years ago, there were many giant pandas in the Qinling Mountains, but such large ones were rare. You all must be tired after playing around all morning. Let's have a cup of tea here.
Take a break."
Seeing so many guests coming again, several veterans were naturally happy and hurried forward to greet them.
Yuan Xiaolou held Ye Xiaochuan's hand tightly, and she didn't know why. Maybe she was afraid that Ye Xiaochuan would stand up and recognize these people.
Once they recognized each other, Yuan Xiaolou felt that he might lose him forever.
Fortunately, Ye Xiaochuan was just drinking tea and eating steamed buns in silence, without any intention of getting up to acknowledge each other.
This narrow escape from death made Ye Xiaochuan feel like he was in another world.
He knew more than half of the people around him and they were all acquaintances.
But he didn't dare to show up.
He has never overcome that hurdle in his heart.
He didn't want to participate in the grudges and grudges in the world of cultivation.
He just wants to live his own life quietly.
Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan had no intention of acknowledging his friend, Yuan Xiaolou felt relieved.
The group sat at two tables and started chatting.
Wang Keke was holding a drawer of steamed buns and squatting next to the rice bucket. He seemed to be very interested in the rice bucket.
However, the falling flowers follow the flowing water intentionally, but the flowing water has no intention of falling in love with the falling flowers.
Fan Tong only had eyes for the two drawers of steamed buns in front of him and ignored Wang Keke at all.
Wang Keke seemed to think that Fan Tong had a lot of personality and liked him even more.
He said to Ye Xiaochuan and others: "Did you raise this iron-eating beast? How about selling it to this handsome guy? Fat old man, you make a price, and this handsome guy will never bargain!"
"puff!"
The old storyteller who was drinking tea couldn't hold it back and sprayed all the tea on Ye Xiaochuan.
Yuan Xiaolou was furious and shouted: "Grandpa, what are you doing! Pay attention!"
She quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped it for Ye Xiaochuan.
The old storyteller ignored her, but looked at Wang Keke in shock.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.
He is hundreds of years old and has only a few hairs left, but he still has the nerve to be known as a handsome guy?
Wang Keke looked at the old storyteller and suddenly felt that he looked familiar, and said: "Fat old man, have we met before?"
The old storyteller immediately shook his head and spoke in proficient Guanzhong dialect: "Have you ever seen him before? He is a farmer. How could he be lucky enough to meet the Immortal Beating the Divine Whip King?"
Wang Keke nodded and said: "That's true... Yeah, that's not right. How do you know this handsome guy is the Magic Whip Wang Keke?"
The old storyteller immediately covered his mouth.
Yuan Xiaolou on the side felt his heart skip a beat when he heard that the Divine Whip King Keke was being beaten.
As far as she knew, her father Yuan Qin and Keke, the whipping king of Qilin Mountain, were close friends.
It turns out that this shameless old man is actually his uncle!
Wang Keke glanced around and saw the bamboo pole leaning against the curtain with the eight characters "The iron mouth is cut straight, making fun of the world".
He slapped his thigh, stood up, and threw half a drawer of buns on the table.
Wow wow shouted: "Okay, no wonder this handsome guy looks familiar to you, it turns out it's you, an old guy!"
When the old storyteller saw that he was recognized by Wang Keke, he stopped trying to hide it and said with a smile: "We haven't seen you for two hundred years, but Senior Wang still has the same style. What a joy to congratulate him!"
Wang Keke laughed loudly and said: "I am still young and strong, but you are old. Taili, Xiaoxiao, come and see, this is the magic fortune teller I often mentioned to you. Two hundred years ago, in Kunlun Mountain
In the Lingxiao City at my feet, he made a prediction for me, saying that I would suffer a bloody disaster within three days. But the next day, I had several ribs broken by Qiankunzi, an old man with a nose. His prediction was really accurate!"
