Sha Po Lang

Chapter 1: border

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In the frontier town of Yanhui, there is a "General Slope". The name is majestic. In fact, it is a small bump, with a long neck and a glance at the top of the slope.

General Po is not always there. Legend has it that fourteen years ago, the first iron cavalry in Daliang and the three major battalions of Xuantie were on a northern expedition, and the eighteen tribes of barbarians were swept away. It was built into a hill, and later, when the sand and dust were hardened and the wind and rain hit, it became the General Slope.

General Slope is a barren slope, nothing grows, even weeds are not cultivated, and there is no cover for cheating. The old people all said that this was because the Xuan Tie Ying was too slaughtered, and the hostility was overwhelming. After a long time, some gangsters who have nothing to do have used this as a prototype and arranged a series of legends about the haunted borders. As time goes by, no one will go there.

That evening, two teenage boys ran to the foot of the General's Slope.

These two, a thin tall bar and a short fat man, together look like a pair of running bowls and chopsticks.

The slender one dressed up as a little girl, you have to look carefully to know that she is a boy, and her nickname is Cao Niangzi, because the fortune teller said he was a female, and he gave birth to the wrong child, I am afraid God will call him back to cast again. , the family worried that he would not live long, so they have been raised as a daughter.

The short and fat one was the youngest son of Butcher Ge, nicknamed Ge Fat Xiao, who lived up to his name, and his whole body was covered with a layer of rich and noble oil.

The two of them looked at Jiangjunpo together, but because of the haunted legend, no one dared to approach.

With a copper-skinned "clairvoyant" in his hands, Fatty Ge stretched his neck and looked in the direction of General Slope, and muttered, "You said the sun is setting, and you won't go down the mountain, what is my eldest brother really called? Come on - Hanging Bigu!"

Lady Cao: "That's called hanging beam thorns, don't talk nonsense, give me your clairvoyance."

This fake girl often does fake dramas, but unfortunately there is a problem with the real direction. She is not like a lady, like a shrew, and especially loves to pinch people by waving a pair of chicken claws.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Fatty Ge's fat body throbbed faintly. He hurriedly handed over his clairvoyant and told him, "Be careful, if you break it, my father will definitely make me into a pie filling."

The so-called "clairvoyant" is a small round bronze poke with "five bats" carved around it. The inside is a piece of glazed glass that is transparent like nothing. It is buckled on the eye, and a rabbit ten miles away can see the male and female clearly.

This little Ge Fatty is extra delicate, it was left by his grandfather who was a scout.

Cao Niangzi held it fresh for a long time in her hand, then raised it to look at the stars: "It's really clear."

Ge Fatxiao followed his gaze and pointed, "I know, that one is called Evening Star, also called 'Chang Geng', the same name as my eldest brother, what Mr. Shen taught, I remember it."

Madam Cao pouted: "Who is 'your eldest brother'? Do you think people care about you, shyly chasing people and insisting on acknowledging your eldest brother, you are mean, wait, do you think that is him?"

Ge Fatxiao looked in the direction of his finger, and it was true.

I saw a young man holding a sword, lowered his head, and slowly walked down the General Slope. Ge Pangxiao immediately seemed to be no longer afraid of being haunted, and rushed out like a thunderbolt: "Big brother, big brother!"

He ran too hastily, tripped over something at the foot of General Po, rolled out grumblingly, and was rolling right under the boy's feet.

Fatty Ge raised his head sullenly, didn't care to get up, first showed a smirk flatteringly, and grinned, "Hey, big brother, I've been waiting for you here all day."

The boy named Chang Geng silently retracted and almost stepped on Ge Fatty's foot.

Every time he saw Fatty Ge, he felt strange in his heart, thinking that the butcher Ge, who had killed thousands of pigs, might have been born with sharp eyes. After so many years, he did not treat his son as a pig. However, Chang Geng has a stable personality, and his mouth is very virtuous. No matter what he thinks in his heart, he does not say hurtful words.

Chang Geng stretched out his hand like a big brother to support Ge Pangxiao, and then patted the floating soil on his body: "What are you running for, you fell and broke, do you have something to do with me?"

Fatty Ge: "Brother Chang Geng, your father and the others will be back tomorrow. We won't have classes. Why don't you go grab the goose food with us? You will definitely beat Li Xiaomonkey and the others to the brink of shit!"

Chang Geng's father was Xu Baihu - not his biological father.

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When he was two or three years old, Chang Geng came here to join his relatives with his widowed mother, Xiuniang. Who knew that the relatives had already moved away with his family and ran away. It happened that Yanhui's officer and soldier Xu Baihu's original spouse died early, and he had no children or daughters. He fell in love with Xiuniang and married her back to fill the house.

Xu Baihu took people out of the customs and went to collect the tributes from the barbarians. In total, most of the days when he returned to the city were these two days.

The border town is very hard, and children don’t have any snacks. Every time the soldiers return from paying tribute, they will bring some barbarian cheese and jerky along the way.

Since it is a "robbing", a group of brats will definitely fight. As long as the fight is not bad, the adults will not care, and they will fight and gang up on their own.

In this kind of thing, if anyone can get Chang Geng to join the team, whoever can be invincible.

Chang Geng has been meticulous in martial arts since he was a child - there are many military households in the border areas, and there are not a few children who practice martial arts, but they have to endure hardships to practice kung fu. Every day, he went up to General Po to practice swordsmanship by himself. He practiced hard for many years, and his perseverance was amazing.

Now, Chang Geng is under the age of fourteen, and he can lift a heavy sword of more than sixty kilograms with one hand. Although he knows it well and never participates in urchin fights, those little brats are inexplicably afraid of him.

Chang Geng didn't take it to heart, he smiled and said, "How old am I, what kind of goose food do I pick up?"

Fatty Ge said reluctantly, "I have already agreed with Mr. Shen, and Mr. Shen has also nodded his head. We will be given leave for the past few days."

Chang Geng walked slowly with his hands on his back, his epee hit his calf with a single blow, ignoring Ge Fatty's words.

Whether he read or not, and whether he practiced swordsmanship is up to him.

Fatty Ge: "Besides, Mr. Shen said that he wants to change the medicine for Uncle Sixteen. He may have to go out to buy herbal medicine these days, and he is not at home. You have nowhere to go, so just go with us and practice all day. What's so fun about swords?"

This sentence finally came to Chang Geng's heart. He paused and asked, "Didn't Shili just come back from Changyang Pass, why is he sick again?"

Fatty Ge: "Ah, it seems, he has never been better."

"Then I'll take a look at him," Chang Geng waved at the two little stalkers, "Go home soon, it's getting late, your father will beat you up again if you miss the meal time."

Fatty Ge: "Hey, big brother, that"

Chang Geng was not interested in hearing about his "this" and "that". The boy's age is one year older than one year, and his size and ideas are much different. Chang Geng is not able to play with Ge Fatxiao and the others.

Relying on his tall legs and long legs, he had already walked away in a blink of an eye.

The little fat man ran for nothing and didn't invite anyone. He sighed in disappointment, and turned to look at Mrs. Cao: "You have to say something!"

Madam Cao's face was flushed, her eyes were erratic, and her appearance of instructing Fatty Ge had long since disappeared. The girl clutched her chest like a spring in her arms: "My elder brother Chang Geng looks better than others when he walks."

Fatty Ge: ""

I can't bring this world treasure out anymore.

The "Mr. Shen" and "Uncle Sixteen" mentioned by Ge Fatxiao are a pair of brothers, and they have quite a relationship with Chang Geng.

Two years ago, when Chang Geng was still young, he slipped out of the city gate to play by himself. He accidentally got lost and encountered a pack of wolves.

Mr. Shen drove away the hungry wolf with medicinal powder and saved his life. The two brothers later lived in the mayor of Yanhui Township, and Xu Baihu rented an empty yard of his house to them, thanking them for saving their lives, and did not charge rent.

The elder brother's name is Shen Yi. He is a failed scholar after many trials. Although he is young, he has no desire to pursue a career. He has become a hermit in a place where birds don't shit, and the neighbors are politely calling him. He is "Mr. Shen".

In addition to being a hermit, Mr. Shen also served as a doctor, a representative of letter couplets, Mr. Xixi, and a "long-armed teacher". He is very versatile. He will treat people with bruises and injuries. Teach a young man to read and write, and send the students away at night, then he can roll up his sleeves to repair steam lighters, steel armors and various puppets, and subsidize the family.

Mr. Shen can do everything, he can make money and take care of his family. He is also a good cook. He is very capable. Because of this, his brother has nothing to do, so he has to take charge of the prodigal family-Mr. Shen's brother is called "Shen Shiliu", listen It was said that he was in poor health since he was a child, and the family was afraid that he would not be able to raise him well, so he did not take a large size.

Shen Shiliu didn't read or work all day long. He didn't know how to help when the oil bottle was poured. He didn't even see him pick a bottle of water. He was either hanging out or drinking.

Except looking good.

He looks really good, and the old birthday star in the town personally identified him and said that he lived to be almost ninety years old, and he had never seen such a neat man.

It's a pity that no matter how good it is, it's useless - Shen Shiliu suffered a serious illness when he was a child, and he was burned out, and his eyes could see things two feet away, and even ten paces away, he couldn't even tell the difference between male and female. He was still deaf, and he had to shout anything to say anything to him. Every day when he passed by the door of Shen's house, he could hear the gentle Mr. Shen barking at him like a mad dog through the courtyard wall.

All in all, Shen Shiliu was deaf and blind.

According to his conditions, he should be a unique little white face, but unfortunately in this border town, except for the poor, the poor are poor, even if there is a fairy, no one can afford it.

According to the local custom, when the great kindness and virtue cannot be repaid, they will recognize their relatives, those who have children and grandchildren, and those who do not have children and grandchildren.

The Shen brothers saved Chang Geng from the wolf's mouth.

Mr. Shen's reading has ruined his brain. He insisted that it was unreasonable and legal, but he didn't dare to bear it. On the contrary, his brother, Master Sixteen, was happy and called out "son" on the spot.

In this way, Shen Shiliu's bastards took a huge advantage - if this idle sick seedling becomes poor in the future, Chang Geng will have to give him old age and death.

Chang Geng walked through his yard with ease, turned out the corner door, and arrived at Mr. Shen's house.

There are two bachelors in the Shen family, and they don't even have a hen. Naturally, there is no need to shy away from anyone.

As soon as I entered the yard, a smell of medicine and a sound of a gossamer-like Xun rushed to my face.

Mr. Shen was frowning and boiling medicine in the courtyard. He was a young man with the appearance of a scholar. He was wearing an old long gown.

The sound of xun came from inside the house. The slender figure of the person blowing xun was hit by the dim light on the paper window. It was obviously not of a good level, and I couldn't hear the tune. There were often one or two sounds that couldn't be played. The whole passage is hoarse and hoarse, bringing out a strange desolation and exhaustion.

It might be a bit far-fetched to say that this is music. Chang Geng turned his ears to taste it, and felt that if he had to praise it, it could only be said that he was quite tactful.

Shen Yi heard the footsteps, smiled at Chang Geng, and then shouted at the back room: "Ancestor, be merciful, you will blow your urine out, Chang Geng is here!"

The one who was blowing the xun was deaf, and with his ear, he probably didn't hear it either.

Mr. Shen looked pale.

Chang Geng felt that the person blowing Xun was still full of anger, not like he was sick, so he put his mind half at ease and asked, "I heard that Mr. Ge Fatty wants to change the medicine for Shi Shi, what's wrong with him?"

Mr. Shen looked at the quality of the medicine soup, and said in a bad mood: "It's nothing, it's just a change of season, and the medicine is different at the four seasons. This sick seedling is delicate and difficult to treat - yes, you came just in time, he got one today from nowhere. The stuff, I want to send it to you early tomorrow morning, go and have a look."

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