Wu Jin raised his whip and rode the horse again, until he was sweating profusely from running and his mind was empty, and all thoughts in his heart disappeared. Then he reined in the horse and waited for Mo Lingfeng and Cheng Ting behind him to catch up.
He just thought that he had erased all his sins, but he didn't know that his heart was not controlled by others. When Mo Lingfeng caught up with him, it quietly opened again.
The Agama Sutra says that all actions are impermanent, all dharmas have no self, and Nirvana is silent. How can it be a realm that a little scholar can understand.
Mo Lingfeng rode up to catch up with Wu Jin, but he kept riding. He shouted loudly, raised the riding crop in his hand, and whipped Wu Jin's horse's butt hard: "Run!"
The horse Wu Jin rode was not outstanding, but he liked to chase. Seeing Mo Lingfeng's horse riding away from the enemy, he immediately raised his hooves to keep up.
Cheng Ting looked at the two people standing in front of him and yelled angrily: "Horse race, race race! I didn't let you race to death!"
By the time the gallop was over, Cheng Ting was so tired that he was out of breath, and his horse fell down under an old elm tree.
The green crown of the old elm trees covers the sky, and the broken shade is everywhere.
Flowers and plants lie down against the human body, the sun is dazzling, the river breeze is restless, the light is fleeting, and the smell on the tip of the nose is ever-changing.
The fishy smell of the river, the smell of pig iron in the fortress, and the yellow sand from the enemy country can also carry the dry smell.
They ran too far, and the grass was much deeper than in other places. Yin Nan's eyes were alert, and she was patrolling around. The slightest movement from the wild heron would make her look sideways.
"Water, give me some water." Cheng Ting raised his hand.
Wu Jin stood up and took off the hanging baggage from his horse. There were water bags and cakes in it.
He first handed a water bag to Cheng Ting, and then handed another clean one to Mo Lingfeng.
Mo Lingfeng was sweating all over, and his broken hair was wet on his forehead. He took the water bag and filled his stomach with "tons and tons" of water. He leaned over and took out the cake from the oil paper bag and took a bite: "Sweet!
"
So she opened her mouth and took another big bite.
As soon as Cheng Ting heard that it was sweet, his raging appetite subsided immediately. He drank half full and lay still.
"I always feel like I've forgotten something big."
Wu Jin sat cross-legged on the ground and saw Mo Lingfeng falling asleep with a piece of cake in his mouth. He thought for a moment: "Have you forgotten that you will take the special examination this autumn?"
"Can I forget this? I'm not stupid."
Wu Jin looked at Mo Lingfeng again and saw that she was lying on her back, holding half a piece of cake, and had fallen asleep.
He moved his position so that his shadow completely covered Mo Lingfeng, and then thought for Cheng Ting: "Can I give away my family status?"
Cheng Ting suddenly turned over and sat up, staring at Wu Jin dumbfounded.
I really forgot something important.
Before a student takes the exam, his or her family status must be sent to the state capital for verification. If he takes another exam, his or her family status must be sent to other states.
Cheng Ting secretly thought that he couldn't blame himself for this - if the students were in Zhouxue or Tunan academies and had teachers to supervise them, but he was studying in Mofuzhai, Zhao Shiheng seemed to have forgotten Qiu Wei.
He was concentrating on his own things again. He vaguely remembered that Wu Jin had told him about this matter a few months ago, but he turned around and forgot about it.
Magistrate Cheng and Madam Cheng were worried about him, but Magistrate Cheng was busy checking other people's family status, and Madam Cheng saw that he was studying as usual without saying a word, so she thought that Mansion Mo had already taken care of the matter.
He said with a sad face: "No, I didn't send it to you. When did you send it to you?"
"I will send it after the first month of the year. I will take the exam in August and my family status still needs to be reviewed. Naturally, the sooner I send it, the better."
"Don't be afraid. It's okay. There's still time. There are still three months." Cheng Ting turned pale with fright. "I will write a family report when I get back, go to the state school to find three lecturers as guarantees, and then ask Pang Dahai to send me out."
Thinking that the matter had not yet been completed, Cheng Ting couldn't sit still and leaned over to push Mo Lingfeng who was sleeping: "Let's go home."
He pushed twice, but Mo Lingfeng didn't move at all: "Did you get up earlier than the chicken?"
Before he finished speaking, Yin Nan, who was silent as if he didn't exist, suddenly looked at the two of them: "Someone is coming, I'll go take a look."
Her expression was solemn and solemn, as if she had come with bad intentions, and she hurried towards the northwest direction where the sound came from.
Cheng Ting also turned his head and looked over, but what he saw was taller and taller grass, submerging Yin Nan in it. Yin Nan's figure was light and small, and he did not reveal any signs of movement.
He realized then that they had gone too far—too close to the northwest.
"It can't be a shipwreck merchant," he said, approaching Wu Jin in a panic. "I heard that shipwreck merchants specialize in these desolate places."
Seeing Wu Jin's calm face, he seemed to have never heard of the name of the ship merchants, and whispered: "The ship merchants specialize in underground business. I heard that they kill people without batting an eye and deny their relatives. If they meet us, will they kill us?
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He raised his hand, placed it across his neck, and pulled it from left to right, making a grimace and grinning.
Wu Jin was also thinking about whether it was a shipwreck merchant. Seeing Cheng Ting's behavior, he whispered: "Don't be afraid."
He turned his head and glanced at Mo Lefeng, who was sleeping soundly. If the shipping dealer saw Mo Lefeng, he would probably be more scared than them.
Soon, Yin Nan hurried back, bent down and picked up Mo Lingfeng, and looked at Wu Jin: "They are Qiang people, let's go."
Wu Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately sat up from the ground: "Is it a familiar family or a native of Qiang?"
Cheng Ting also stood up immediately, knowing that the situation was not good - if it was a familiar household, nothing would happen, and the familiar households were all farming in Kuanzhou, but if it was Qiang, it would be a gun for the enemy, especially if it was a Qiang.
Passing quietly through the fortress, we are about to enter Kuanzhou.
"Huh?" Yin Nan didn't know how to distinguish between mature Qiang and living Qiang. In her eyes, there was only the difference between living Qiang and dead Qiang. She paused briefly and said, "They are alive."
Wu Jin first led Mo Lingfeng and Cheng Ting's horses over. When he heard Yin Nan's answer, he sighed deeply: "Let's go quickly."
"Girl, wake up." Yin Nan patted Mo Lingfeng, who squinted his eyes and didn't want to wake up.
Cheng Ting led the remaining two horses over with all his hands and feet, and was about to get on the horse when suddenly there was a rustling sound on the grass not far away, and he was walking very fast. In just a moment, he was close.
them.
"Carry it." Yin Nan put Mo Lingfeng on Wu Jin's back. Wu Jin quickly reached back and supported Mo Lingfeng with all his strength.
Mo Lingfeng, who was half asleep and half awake, let out a long "hmm", buried his face and rubbed hard on Wu Jin's back twice, then arched his head again, stretched out his arms, put his arms around Wu Jin's neck, and said vaguely: "
Are you leaving?"
Wu Jin immediately said: "It's okay, go to sleep."
He couldn't see what was going on behind him, but he could only feel Mo Lingfeng's head arching on his back twice more, and then lying on his back with his face sideways, motionless.
Seeing Yin Nan standing in front of them, he straightened his body even more, trying to hide Mo Lingfeng's face and body behind him.
Cheng Ting, a young man who has always lived in a comfortable place, became nervous when he saw this situation.
Squeezing close to Wu Jin, he first smelled the moist aroma of Mo Lingfeng's body and couldn't help but said: "Wu Jin, I want to pee."
"to beat."
At noon, the heat became even stronger, even the wind was scalding hot, and there was sparkling golden light everywhere. Wherever you looked, everything was covered with a layer of golden light.
The rustling sound was getting closer and closer, obviously following Yin Nan, but in the blink of an eye, the people on both sides met.
They are indeed Qiang people.
The Qiang people are a foreign race, and their faces are inherently different from them. They have narrow faces, high brow bones, and deep eye sockets, which can be distinguished at a glance.
The only thing that is difficult to distinguish is whether it is a familiar household or a raw Qiang.