001: I have a sword to say and the world to listen to
Chang An actually envied Fang Jiliu. He could fly high in the sky, be called a man of the rivers and lakes, and had a long spear. He looked so "chivalrous". How many good women would be favored by him? There must be three or four
It’s heavy!
In fact, Chang An is not too envious. His father, Chang Fulu, once said, "Every year I add another child, my life will be better than the sky every year."
If you can't be a hero in this life, you have to live as a hero.
Chang An just wants to find medicine for his father and go home so that he can get well soon. Taking care of him until the end of his life and carrying on the family lineage are Chang An's mission in this life.
Chang An never imagined that in the middle of a person's journey to find medicine, Fang Jiliu, a so-called man from the world, would follow him shamelessly and use the so-called "cultivation" to deceive him.
Chang An didn't ask him why he wanted to follow him. Anyway, with one more person, the journey wouldn't be so boring.
The fog is thick and the smoke is thick, the mountains are dark in the distance, the clouds are light and the sky is low, the water is long. This is used to describe Xiyun Mountain.
To the west of Maicheng, after crossing Xiyun Mountain, you will arrive at Huanancheng.
Xiyun Mountain is also known as the "Maicheng Natural Danger". When the imperial court renovated the official road, the Nanxi Road could have passed directly over Xiyun Mountain. However, Xiyun Mountain has had a saying since ancient times that "the sky is not full even if the peaks are removed."
, withered pine trees hanging upside down and leaning against the cliff.
According to the route planned by the court, the three waves of people sent by the court died because of the collapse of the mountain road. Then the court had to change the route. From the previous straight line, a mountain road stretching for more than fifty miles was added, which added a lot of trouble to the court.
Less load.
Hence today's "Thirteen Bends of Maicheng". Traffickers and pawns generally take this road, and some are brave enough to travel long distances. They will cross streams and mountains, but there have still been many casualties over the years. The local government
As a last resort, notices were placed throughout Xiyun Mountain to remind passers-by of the dangers here.
Chang An and Fang Jiliu chose this route. Fang Jiliu sighed as he looked at the "Thirteenth Turn of Maicheng", looking at the mountain and running to death, where is the end? Chang An nodded in agreement.
: "If we agree, we can climb over the mountain."
Being lazy is a good habit!
The mountains in the eastern part of the Eastern Tang Dynasty are undulating and continuous. There is a mountain called Tianqiong Mountain, and there is a temple on the top of the mountain. There are two characters engraved on the plaque, called "but".
Tianqiong Mountain was named "Tianqiong Mountain" because it was the highest mountain east of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. However, no one knows why the temple inside was called "But".
"Master, the steamed buns have already grown black beans." The little monk in the courtyard held the steamed buns in his hands and looked at the older monk on the steps with tears in his eyes.
The old monk came down with a smile and rubbed the little monk's head: "Tofu, do you think the steamed buns are not steamed buns anymore if they have black beans?"
The little monk Doufu thought for a while and nodded: "Steamed buns are still steamed buns, but they are not as delicious as white steamed buns and are not easy to swallow."
"Master tells you that there are a lot of white steamed buns at the foot of the mountain. You see, there are only four of us in this temple. Your two senior brothers have big appetites. After a meal, there are not many white steamed buns left. The only ones left are black steamed buns. You
I can't win over your two senior brothers. I can only eat black steamed buns." When the old monk spoke, he always looked like Maitreya and smiled brightly.
"Master, do you want to drive me away?" Doufu was not stupid, he could hear what the master meant, and the tears that had just faded began to overflow again.
"Master didn't drive you away. Master told you that there are a lot of white steamed buns at the foot of the mountain. He asked you to go down the mountain to find more. Then you can bring them to me when the time comes." The old monk said with a smile.
"Master, you just drove me away."
"Master didn't drive you away. When your two senior brothers were as old as you, they also went down the mountain to look for white steamed buns. Otherwise, where would our temple have so many steamed buns?"
The little monk Doufu tried his best not to cry or let the tears fall. He gritted his teeth hard. His two little hands kept scratching his clothes behind him.
"Hey, there are a lot of white steamed buns at the foot of the mountain. If you find more, come back, okay?"
It is extremely cold in Tianqiong Mountain at night, with frost falling on the sycamore leaves and the sound of crackling ice exploding one after another.
The old monk looked at the sleeping young monk Doufu and gently stroked his face.
The next day, the young monk Dou Fu took the two remaining white steamed buns from the temple down the mountain. When he left, he was alone. The old monk and the others did not know where they were going.
The little monk Doufu stamped his feet fiercely, "Master and brother are so bad."
In the eighteenth year of Tianfeng's reign, in late autumn, frost fell.
The little monk Doufu left the "Bubu Temple" and went down to Tianqiong Mountain.
The little monk didn't know that on the day he left, the road down Tianqiong Mountain was much easier to walk.
He didn't know that the old monk and his two senior brothers followed him far and wide.
The old monk looked at the young monk Doufu's leaving figure and rubbed his eyes. This late autumn day was a bit bitter.
In late autumn in Xiyun Mountain, especially in the evening, there are almost no people in the mountain. This makes the originally dangerous mountainous terrain even more mysterious.
Fang Jiliu was happy to see the beautiful scenery in late autumn, and chatted and laughed with Chang An.
"Have you heard about Maicheng County Magistrate Hu Jinjiu? Because you, a flower-picking thief, were dismissed from your post and investigated by the Lin family." Fang Jiliu thought of Chang'an's drama that night, and felt a burst of joy in his heart.
"I was using my right to urinate normally, what's wrong? All the toilets in Maicheng are opened by the Lin family, so I can't use them any more?" Chang An glared at Fang Jiliu angrily, "Isn't it because of you, kid?"
Will be misunderstood. The dignified young tyrant of Shijing Lane has actually become a flower-picking thief in Maicheng. If this spread to his hometown, wouldn't all the young ladies in Shijing Lane become red-eyed from tears.
Insulting my reputation as Chang An is actually giving birth to a son to be a eunuch.
"You got a good deal and acted like a good boy. After looking at Lin Huazhi's body, she still looked unhappy. Do you know how many people think about that little lady day and night? Stay safe and don't live in the midst of blessings."
"Fang Jiliu, you give birth to a son to be a eunuch!"
"Brother An, you have a fever."
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Xiyun Mountain stretches for more than ten miles. If you want to go out in one night, it is difficult for ordinary people to reach the sky. A team is lurking in the night, speeding away, as if they are nothing in the mountain. The leader is a big man with a scar face, followed by more than ten people.
people.
"Third brother, you lead a team as the forward, and the second brother and I are behind to outflank. Remember, one blow is fatal, don't be sloppy."
The second and third sons who followed closely behind them nodded, and the formation split into two and disappeared into the night.
Chang An didn't understand why the government road couldn't be built in Xiyun Mountain, which was so beautiful, but the road was easy to walk. When they climbed over the third mountain, they finally understood.
Even if there is a ladder to climb, it is difficult to cross Xiyun Mountain. This sentence comes from Daliang poet Jiang Kezhou's "Travel Notes on Xiyun Mountain", which contains a detailed description of Xiyun Mountain, as well as many local customs and characteristics. It is said that the valley of Xiyun Mountain
There was originally a tribe living in it, but in the early years, some people entered the mountain, and the tribe has all moved away from Xiyun Mountain. It has not been found and has never been seen again.
The first three mountains are one after another. Even if it is a bit difficult to climb up and down, it is easy to walk. There are not too difficult and dangerous sections. But after climbing the third mountain, the previous road situation is completely opposite.
There are many mountains and mountains, criss-crossing roads. The peaks are connected to the valleys, ups and downs, and there are bottomless cliffs in the middle. There was a reason why the government couldn't pass through the road.
"Let's rest here at night." Fang Jiliu glanced at Xiyun Mountain not far away, also known as "Xiyun Mountain" in the early years, where the clouds rested.
Chang An glanced at Fang Jiliu, carefully took out the wheat beer that he had hidden all the way, and was about to take a sip. Fang Jiliu had quick eyes and quick hands and snatched it away: "Little brother An is not kind and actually did some sneaky things."
"Fang Jiliu, let me tell you, if I could beat you, you would probably be fishing under Xiyun Mountain now." Chang An said, standing on tiptoes, and went to grab the fish in Fang Jiliu's hand.
Wine. But Fang Jiliu blocked Chang An with one finger, leaving only Chang An's hands weakly grasping in the air.
"Brother An, even if I give you a hundred years, you are no match for your brother Fang." After Fang Jiliu finished speaking, he raised the pot with one hand and poured the wine, feeling free and easy.
Tonight I sleep with the west wind on my pillow, eat fine wine and dream, and clouds perch in the sky.
Fang Jiliu was quite humane and left a small sip for Chang An at the end. In Fang Jiliu's words, ordinary people should avoid drinking alcohol. Being drunk is not good for the health.
Brother An, this is your brother Fang and my concern for you!
Chang'an greeted Fang Jiliu's ancestors no less than ten times. It was a small thing to have a son to be an eunuch, but it was a big sin to have a son without talent.
Unfortunately, Chang An doesn't know how to use martial arts, so he can't defeat the scoundrel Fang Jiliu.
For the first time in his life, Chang An had the urge to practice cultivation, but he just wanted to beat up Fang Jiliu. He was too shameless and dirty.
In late autumn, frost falls, and the temperature in the old mountains drops even more at night. The starry sky is thousands of miles away, and Xiyun Mountain stretches for more than ten miles, which is quite picturesque. Chang An is just an ordinary person, and he built a house beside the grass in the lee of the wind.
A simple nest, wrapped in thin clothes, still a little cold.
Fang Jiliu, who was lying on the big rock at the wind outlet, looked sideways at the sky and glanced at Chang An from time to time.
This wind can help Chang An with two or three layers of protection, but I can't hold you in my arms as a big man?
Fang Jiliu thought and shook his head quickly, with a smile on his lips.
Fang Jiliu has a habit that was passed down from his unknown master. If you step into the world with one foot, don't even think about getting out. There won't always be lights on the road to guide you. Your
The weapon is your lamp. How you treat it will determine how it treats you on the battlefield and in the game of life and death, and how powerful it will be.
Fang Jiliu's gun is his wife.
I feel like I am holding my wife when I sleep.
Fang Jiliu was lying on the big stone, with the north wind whistling in his ears. The vast sky made it quite peaceful. In the current Eastern Tang Dynasty, everyone was proud of practicing swordsmanship, and many people in the world were proud of it.
The Shaomen sects all specialize in sword training. In the Western Daliang Kingdom, knives are popular there. The people of Daliang advocate force, and a person with a straight sword is straighter! A quick sword can kill people quickly!
It's simple that Fang Jiliu doesn't want to practice swordsmanship, because the person he wants to defeat practices swordsmanship. There is another reason. When his master asked him to choose a weapon, Fang Jiliu could hear someone calling him when he passed by the spear.
The sound of his name attracted him to go over and pick up the spear.
From then on, Fang Jiliu and the spear were together, the stars, the sun and the moon were with me, and the spear walked with me.
One of the teams in Xiyun Mountain, the leader named Lao San, was leading four people to gallop through the night. Someone had just found out that their target was on the top of a mountain not far away. Lao San ordered a few people to surround them.
Come over: "This mission concerns our Qian family.
The reputation and future of the clan, if we mess it up, everyone will lose their lives. So everyone must be very alert and be ruthless in their attacks. The superiors have also ordered that if you can't bring them back alive, they will be killed on the spot.
"After the third child finished speaking, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Just a few days ago, an uninvited guest came to Qian's Villa in Maicheng. The head of the house, Qian Wenzhong, led the whole family to kneel aside to greet him. Even the second head of the house, Qian Bingchang, who usually didn't want to go out, was
Come out. I don’t know the guy who came.
, I have never seen him before. After Qian Wenzhong dismissed his servants, he immediately knelt aside. When the third child saw that person at that time, he could feel that this person's cultivation was definitely not low, but he did not remember this person later.
It's strange what he looks like.
The man brought a portrait and said: It is best to capture him alive, otherwise he will bring the body back.
The whole government worked hard to prepare the luncheon, but the nobleman left without asking anything.
Qian's Villa started out as an escort agency. In the early years, it was an unknown escort agency in Maicheng. It supported a few people and sometimes had to worry about food and clothing. The boss, Qian Wenzhong, was a wily man. Later, because of his climb into Maicheng
Hu Jin’s relationship with wine
, gave his biological niece another person's bed. Qian's family was born today. Although Hu Jin's wine was poured, it did not affect the operation of Qian's Villa. Over the years, Qian Wenzhong and Qian Bingchang have managed their relationship.
Countless.
In the past two years, Qian's Villa has been in charge of the private salt business on Nanxi Road. The family is the only one. Outsiders can't get involved at all. The boss said that if this task is completed, then the superiors will give them Qian's control of Maicheng.
Who wouldn't want to have such a huge piece of meat in the private salt business? However, if it can't be completed, Qian Bingchang said it can't be completed.
This is how the third child is doing at this moment.
The person to be killed is named Chang An, and he is just an ordinary person with no cultivation. So this time when the big guy came out, some people were still a little surprised. Does such a simple task require so many elites to be mobilized? The Qian Mansion even
He used all his skills to move out all his family's money. He spared no effort to complete this mission and must win all the private salt businesses in Maicheng in one fell swoop.
However, something unexpected happened in the middle. When Maicheng was preparing to assassinate Chang An, a boy with a spear appeared. Chang An was involved in it because he was watching the fun. Later, he and the boy playing with spears actually left together.
to Maicheng.
This kid is just a first-level Huang-level man. Logically speaking, he is not a powerful person. He can only practice and understand martial arts. But the boss Qian Wenzhong has spoken. Don't scare the snake. Take one step at a time and figure out this first.
The situation of the two of them is still being decided.
The third child led the four of them to a few feet away from the target. Using hand signals, everyone launched an attack together, trying to capture the target in one go.
Just when the third child was about to make a gesture, something unexpected happened.
The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop.