Liu San looked at Wang Lin carefully, then suddenly asked, "Are you a scholar who rushed for the exam?"
Wang Lin looked as usual, shook his head and said, "I didn't rush for the exam, but some craftsmanship, planning to go to Tianshui City to make a living."
Liu San's expression was a little slow, and his question was very meaningful. Now that the big exam is approaching, there are often candidates in the surrounding villages and towns in Tianshui City, but most of these candidates are carrying the writing frame, but the person in front of him looks like He doesn't know martial arts, but if the other party admits that he is a candidate, he needs to pay attention.
But Liu San didn't take this matter to heart, so he smiled and said, "Coincidentally, we are going back to Tianshui City. It is fate to meet each other, friends, let us go with us."
With a grateful expression on his face, Wang Lin clasped his fist and said, "Thank you for the big dart head."
The black-faced man glanced at Wang Lin and smiled on the side: "Boy, can you ride a horse?"
Wang Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Liu Sanyi pointed to the carriage behind him and said with a smile: "Thank you, when you are out, when there are difficulties, young man, go up. In four days' journey, we will reach Tianshui City."
Wang Lin clasped his fists and climbed onto the carriage without a word. He looked back and saw that there were about a dozen of the same carriages densely behind. He swept away his consciousness and found that the carriage was empty, so he didn't care. He sat down cross-legged. .
Yang Sen pulled the horse rope, came to Wang Lin, and asked, "My friend, why didn't you take your luggage when you went out?"
Wang Lin shook his head and sighed, and said, "I met a robber, it's hard to say a word."
Yang Sen was taken aback, looked at Wang Lin for a long time, and comforted: "It's good to save your life. It's not stable these years."
As he was talking, suddenly Wang Lin's expression changed. He raised his head and looked at the jungle that was not far away. He swept his mind and suddenly found two people hiding in it, staring at the convoy.
Until the convoy walked through the jungle, and did not see the two of them acted, Wang Lin pondered a little and stopped paying attention.
After a day’s journey, seeing the sun go down and the night falls, Liu San said loudly in front of him: "Boys, I will enter the Tianshui City area tomorrow. When the time comes, the boss will send someone to take care of it. Today, I can’t find a place to stay. Now, let’s rest here for the night. When we return to Tianshui City tomorrow, I will take you to Binhong Tower to find some young ladies for fun."
All the men laughed, took off the horse harness, tied the horses together, and circled the carriages. After doing this, the big guys started to pitch the tent, sleep to sleep, set fire to fire, drink to drink, It's not lively.
There are more than three or five people, changing shifts to patrol nearby.
When Wang Lin got out of the carriage, Yang Sen was dragged to the side of the fire. During this day's interaction, Yang Sen felt quite appetite with Wang Lin, and often boasted about his darts.
Wang Lin listened with gusto, and the more he was like this, the more Yang Sen talked with joy, and when he watched the team rest, he hurriedly pulled Wang Lin here.
There were three people sitting at the fire. In addition to the big dart head Liu San and the black-faced man, there was also a middle-aged scholar wearing a blue shirt. The color.
Seeing Wang Lin's arrival, Liu San smiled and said, "Sir, this is the little brother I told you to go to Tianshui City to make a living." After that, he said to Wang Lin again: "Little brother, this is us. Mr. Wang of the mighty escort board, your surname is Wang, and you seem to be from your own family. You guys have a good chat. Mr. Wang is very knowledgeable and knowledgeable."
The middle-aged scholar smiled mildly and said, "Lao Liu, don't give me gold. My little talent is nothing."
Liu San rolled his eyes and said, "Who said that, Mr. Wang, your skills are too small, so I'm nothing. Little brother, Mr. Wang is a living god. He knows astronomy and geography, especially It's a face-to-face technique, that's amazing."
Wang Lin took a close look at the middle-aged scholar, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and clasped his fist, saying: "Mr. He is full of God's court and has wise eyes. He is obviously an extremely intelligent person. The ancients saw his god and knew his rhyme. This is true."
The middle-aged scholar gave Wang Lin a surprised look, and smiled: "Little brother is also a fellow? I see little brother, you are a bookish spirit, but you have a dragon-like power, and your future is limitless."
Wang Lin smiled and said: "The teacher in my hometown has studied the art of face-to-face. As I watched it for a long time, I would naturally have a few words."
The middle-aged scholar laughed, and the black-faced man on the side suddenly said, "Mr. Wang, you can do the calculations for me, too. I'm not young anymore. You see if I have any luck in marriage."
Liu San smiled and scolded: "How many times have you been begging along the way, every time Mr. Wang gives someone a face, it will consume energy, you kid save the time."
Regardless of Liu San's words, the black-faced man looked at the middle-aged scholar with eyesight.
The middle-aged scholar pondered for a while and nodded with a smile: "No matter, I'll do the calculations for you today, Yang Sen, didn't you ask me many times, this time I will show you all of them."
After that, he closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes gleamed. Wang Lin's expression was as usual, but his heart moved and his consciousness swept away. Only a trace of spiritual power suddenly appeared in the middle-aged scholar's chest. This spiritual power flowed. Quite weird, finally condensed the eyes of middle-aged scholars.
The middle-aged scholar stared at the black-faced man, muttering words in his mouth as if he was calculating something, and quickly pinched his right hand. After a long time, his face rose with a trace of ruddy, frowning and said: "Liu Laowu, your dark clouds cover the heaven. , The disaster of blood and light is looming, and there will be a catastrophe in the near future. If it is passed, there will be marriage in three months."
The black-faced man was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled: "A catastrophe? It's okay. Our darts are rolling on the tip of a knife, and the disaster of blood and light is inevitable."
The middle-aged scholar turned his eyes and stared at Yang Sen. After a long time, his complexion changed slightly, and he said, "That's weird, why do you have a bloody disaster?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Liu San again, his complexion immediately became gloomy, and said, "Something's wrong. , I have never made a mistake in this family of handing down the face to face, Lao Liu, you are also in the blood and light disaster."
After that, he looked serious, stood up, and everyone looked around carefully, his complexion getting darker and heavier, and said: "Lao Liu, it doesn't look good, I look at everyone with a bloody face. This is definitely not a coincidence!"
Liu San narrowed his eyes, looked around, and said solemnly: "Mister, what do you mean, we will all have a bloody calamity in the near future?"
The middle-aged scholar nodded, his eyes swept towards Wang Lin, suddenly startled, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked at it carefully, his complexion changed instantly, a strange red color appeared on his face, a mouthful of blood spurted from his side, and horror appeared on his face. Zhi Lu pointed to Wang Lin and lost his voice: "You..."