Gu Yun didn't change his face, calmly took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Chang Geng.
There was no letter in the envelope, just a piece of leather, with a cold smell that seemed to be a mixture of agarwood and Jiangxiang.
The night before, Xuan Ying found three envelopes from the hijacked incense teacher. This was one of them. The three envelopes had different flavors. The incense teacher had quite hard bones. In such a short time, even if he explained it, Gu Yun would not necessarily believe it.
Among the three envelopes, the only one that Gu Yun could explain clearly was this one.
Legend has it that this incense was created by the former emperor Huijun who believed in evil and heretical, and ordered the palace people to make it to help him get promoted to immortals. It is called "Yuhuangxiang". Now, the taste is really different from the incense commonly used in the palace.
The late emperor secretly told him that although this thing smells good, it is also known as "the incense of subjugation of the country", and it's fine to order it once in private, so that the censors know that they are going to fry the pot, and they must not say it.
Years have passed, but Gu Yun is still deeply impressed by this "fragrance of subjugation".
Chang Geng tensed up just now, but Gu Yun immediately noticed it. Before he could write in his own hand, he began to think about the possibility of throwing the envelope to be fooled.
Gu Yun weighed it for a while, and said in his heart, "Take one out of three, yes, it's pretty good, but if you can't, just come with soldiers to block it, and let the water come to cover it with soil."
Fortunately, he was the only one who knew this "sure", and others could only see his superficial determination, so they had to stay calm together.
The middle-aged man changed his expression, took the envelope, and sniffed it a few times, his expression unpredictable.
Chang Geng thought to himself, "Do you want to do it?"
Gu Yun patted the back of his tensed hand in a leisurely manner.
The middle-aged man raised his head to look at Gu Yun again, and his expression became more serious. He said, "Zhai Song is the head of these merchant ships. I don't know where you came from, and where are you going?"
This is slang, and Chang Geng wrote it down in Gu Yun's palm.
Gu Yun opened his mouth for the first time and said, "Come from the ground and go into the artemisia."
The middle-aged man who called himself Zhai Song seemed to be taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and his voice weakened slightly: "Then I will trouble Mr. Xiang, please."
Gu Yun stayed motionless and was very deaf. It was not until Chang Geng gently pulled him that he was led by Chang Geng and walked forward with no expression. ".
Then Gu Yun's wide cuffs were covered, Chang Geng wrote in Gu Yun's palm: "How does the adoptive father know their nonsense?"
This was actually the conversation between the two crew members that Xuan Ying overheard when he was ordered to monitor the merchant ship at night, and reported everything to him.
He blew to Chang Geng like a wolf with a big tail: "I know everything."
Chang Geng: ""
The group successfully boarded the Dongying merchant ship, and several Dongying people came out one after another, looking at the legendary Mr. Xiang curiously.
Influenced by Daliang, the Buddhist culture prevailed in Dongying. Many people saw a monk behind Gu Yun, and they came out to say hello.
Chang Geng looked at these Dongying people calmly—there were more than he imagined. In the name of escorting merchant ships, they were all equipped with long knives, and some of them had iron wrist buckles and oddly-shaped darts on their trouser legs and wrists. As they got closer, they could smell the faint smell of blood on their bodies.
Suddenly, someone behind him shouted loudly, and a masked Dongying man unknowingly slashed at Gu Yun's back with a machete.
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Chang Geng's reaction was very fast, the sword was not sheathed, and it had already caught the opponent's machete.
The Dongying people let out a shrill scream, and the thin body was twisted into a strange arc. The whole person was like a snake without bones. The machete became a sinister snake letter in his hand. , his left shoulder suddenly blossomed, and a Dongying boomerang suddenly rushed straight towards Gu Yun.
And that Gu Yun didn't know whether to act in a play or what to do, but he actually stayed in the same place, as if he was unaware!
In desperation, the scabbard and the body of the sword in Chang Geng's hand were divided into two, and he threw the scabbard fiercely, knocking it out when the boomerang almost brushed Gu Yun's chest.
It was not the first time Chang Geng had played against someone, nor was it the first time that he was surrounded by danger, but it was the first time that someone almost hurt his little foster father in front of him. A thin layer of red flashed in his eyes for a moment, and the ur bones on his body. There was a sudden urge to move.
He let out a low voice, his wrists abruptly parted, and he used his usual move to deal with sword puppets. Kicked on his waist.
Legend has it that some Dongying people had to be thinner than ordinary people in order to sneak and assassinate by flying over the eaves and walls. This snake-like man must be the best among them. Although he was indeed agile and treacherous, he couldn't help but beat him. Chang Geng's kick almost kicked his intestines out and bent his hand. Unable to hold the knife any longer, he staggered away.
But Chang Geng didn't want to let him go, so he picked up the machete on the ground with his toes and pinned it in front of the Dongying man. The long sword turned in his palm, and he was about to split the Dongying man in half.
This matter was all in the blink of an eye. Even the enemies and friends around, no one reacted. Seeing that Chang Geng had already raised his falcon and wanted to kill him, three "stop" sounded at the same time.
Several oriental long knives stretched out from all directions at the same time, blocking Chang Geng's unparalleled sword style with all his might.
The stunned monk understood that he had time to wipe off a sweat—the words Chang Geng threatened to stab him to death the night before were actually true.
Chang Geng said in a low voice, "Get out of the way."
Zhai Song hurried over and continued: "Misunderstandings and misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. This Mr. Shangchuan came to Daliang for the first time and didn't know much about the rules. When he saw the little brother with a knife on his body, he wanted to make a joke. There are a lot of little brothers. Don't know him in general."
Chang Geng's slightly red eyes stared at the snake man who retreated to the back, and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Joke?"
Zhai Song laughed along and turned to Gu Yun, who was on the side as if nothing was happening: "Mr. Zhang"
Looking at the wooden face, he remembered that these top incense masters could not see or hear, so he had to take a step forward and wanted to reach out and pat Gu Yun's arm.
Before anyone could touch him, a strong wind suddenly came from behind him. Fortunately, Zhai Song responded quickly, otherwise, he would be at risk below the wrist.
Chang Geng: "Don't touch him!"
Zhai Song: ""
Among this group of people, one can't hear, the other can't speak, a pair of half-old children with a pair of waist drum sticks, just such a person who can speak on their behalf, the scabbard of the weapon in his hand has not been picked up yet. .
The atmosphere froze for a while.
At this time, Gu Yun finally spoke up: "What are you still spending here? Don't miss the time to set off."
He didn't seem to feel the thrilling conflict just now.
Zhai Song hurriedly said, "It's right, it's all a family."
He didn't say a word, Gu Yun had already raised a hand as if no one else was there, Chang Geng paused, used the tip of his sword to lift the scabbard on the ground, returned the sword to the scabbard, stepped forward to catch Gu Yun's hand, and helped him to the walk in.
After knowing that the monk had no choice but to break up, he graciously rushed to the frightened Dongying crowd to surround him for a time, and he did not know where to find a handful of rotten wood Buddha beads. Over the years, the patent leather has been rubbed off by the monk, and it has become a mottled bunch of lobular rosewood.
The white-faced pretty monk, who was also mottled, smiled and recited the scriptures silently.
This time, all the Dongying people they met along the way watched their backs as if they were facing a great enemy, and no one dared to go up to say hello for a while.
Chang Geng took Gu Yun all the way to the room specially reserved for the incense master by the merchant ship. He cautiously glanced outside the door before closing the door. Chang Geng turned around and said, "Yi"
Gu Yun turned around and put a finger to his mouth.
With Gu Yun's ear strength at this time, unless he shouted loudly against his ear, he couldn't hear anything at all.
The surroundings were so quiet that there were only whispers left for him, but he could tell by the air current that Chang Geng quickly turned around when he closed the door, that the child might want to talk to him, and let him stop first.
Gu Yun's special medicine was prescribed when he was in his early ten years by an expert from the folk who was found by an old man's old department. Before that, he had been blinded by the inconvenience of his eyes and ears.
Old Marquis has a long life and is strict with self-discipline. The one who is stricter than self-discipline is Li’s son. He doesn’t even know how to write the word “favorite”. No matter what Gu Yun can see or not, no matter what he feels in his heart, the kung fu he should practice. He had to practice, and Iron Golem would definitely not show any sympathy because of his inconvenience. It wasn't the sword puppet he used to coax Chang Geng to play with. Although the sword puppet was terrifying, after being specially adjusted, it was enough to fight with others, and the sword in his hand would not hurt anyone.
The real iron golems are just a bunch of unreasonable iron beasts, who cares about this
He had to deal with them through his weak sight, hearing and the gentle wind flowing around him, and no matter how hard the young Gu Yun tried, he would never keep up with the demands of the old man, and every time he was just able to adapt to a kind of Speed and power, will be added immediately.
The old man's original words were: "Either you get up by yourself, or you will find a roof beam to hang to death, the Gu family would rather die than leave waste."
This sentence is like a cold steel nail. It was nailed into Gu Yun's bones when he was very young and could not be taken out for the rest of his life. When the old man passed away and Gu Yun entered the palace, he did not dare to relax one day. .
This kind of extreme sense that he has developed over the years can always help him cover up on some occasions, which is why he doesn't wear thick clothes until his mortal body can't bear it.
Because the heavy fox fur and bloated cotton-padded clothes will affect his feeling.
Gu Yun groped for a moment in the air, and wrote on Chang Geng's palm: "The one who fought against you just now is a ninja from the East.
Chang Geng lowered his head and couldn't help but grabbed Gu Yun's calloused hand, then he let out a long mouthful of resentment, and shook his head mockingly - Gu Yun was always calm, scared to death is always him.
Gu Yun wondered in his heart, not knowing what he was sighing well, he turned his head to "look" at him, and raised his eyebrows.
Chang Geng stared at him recklessly while he was blindfolded.
Gu Yun touched his head along his arm and patted his head.
Chang Geng closed his eyes and almost wanted to rub his hand, so he couldn't hold back.
He took off Gu Yun's hand and wrote: "This is the first time I saw this kind of battle with my foster father, and I felt a little unsure and a little scared."
What was most afraid of was the moment when the Dongying native flew the boomerang to Gu Yun's chest.
Gu Yun seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled.
Chang Geng: "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm too indulgent to you," Gu Yun wrote on his palm, "If I dared to say the word 'fear' in front of my father back then, I would have to be beaten."
Chang Geng thought silently, "Then why do you never hit me?"
Not only has he never beaten him, but even harsh words are rare, and he will never be more than three words fierce.
In the beginning, when he faced the sword puppet, he was afraid and could not adapt to it. Gu Yun never showed too much disappointment or impatience. After more than a year, Chang Geng recalled that it was not a problem. The eyes of the strict senior teaching the junior are more like he is smiling and watching a child play clumsily.
Gu Yun also wrote: "It's very troublesome for people in Dongying to move their hands, there are many tricks, but there are not many real masters. You can see that his boomerang is aggressive. In fact, the trajectory is curved, just to test if I am really blind. That's it, there is nothing to fear about the Dongying people in this ship, what I worry about is their destination."
Merchant ships should slowly leave the inland through the passage between the sea and the canal, enter the sea to the east, and send the living creatures to the eastern land, passing through several inspections.
There must be an incense teacher accompanying the spice ship, and the samples that have been inspected will be handed in during the inspection. Therefore, no matter what the real purpose of these merchant ships is, there must always be an incense teacher.
After ten days of sailing, Fatty Ge sneaked into Gu Yun's room: "Mr. Hou Zhang, Big Brother Chang Geng."
Said, he saw the blindfold on Gu Houye's face, and muttered: "Forget he is deaf."
He said, and began to take things out of his arms, first two compasses, and then a box that kept steaming out of white steam, this little fat man is very strange, his stomach seems to be retractable, and it can be put into his arms when it is shrunk. There are a lot of things, but I didn't see him "wasting out" when I took them out.
Chang Geng: "What is this? Is there something burning inside?"
Fat Ge smiled and said, "Hehe, Zi Liujin."
Chang Geng said in shock, "Aren't you too hot?"
Ge Fat Xiao took off his clothes, and saw a dark board on his chest. It was used for heat insulation where the short guns were mounted on the heavy armor. He cut it into a belly pocket, and Ge Fat Xiao slapped shamelessly. Stomach: "Iron belly pocket!"
Gu Yun took off the blindfold and put on the glass mirror. He leaned over and carefully looked at Ge Fatty's masterpiece. He was very impressed. He felt that these arrogant children usually knew how to play, but they left when they were young. Yan Hui town followed Chang Geng's courage to go to the capital. Although there was not necessarily a gully in his chest, he certainly had ideas.
Ge Fat Elementary School gestured in the monk's sign language: "Who stipulated that only women can wear apron?"
Gu Yun gave a thumbs up - that's right.
Chang Geng: ""
The two compasses on the table were facing each other and turned in circles, so that the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth. Ge Fatxiao motioned for the two to look at it, tapped the table lightly with his hand, and made a three-pointer—the compass has been messed up for at least three days.
Gu Yun is often out of the house. You can understand it at a glance. Feng Shui masters usually take two compasses when they go out. If one of them fails, you can see whether the compass is broken or there is a problem with the location. It is often found at sea or in the desert. Merchant and fishing boats would generally avoid some places where the compass would be ineffective, but this group of Dongying people not only did not dodge, but also deliberately drove in. The route has undoubtedly deviated from the intended destination.
"From the ground, to the wormwood," what exactly does the word wormwood refer to
Fatty Ge: "Fortunately, I brought this with me."
As he spoke, he opened the small box that had been emitting white steam, and saw a very delicate little thing inside, with a small wheel spinning rapidly in the middle, connected to a shaft, and several golden rings on the outer ring. , in the corner is engraved the word "Ling" in seal script, which was actually produced by the Lingshu Academy.
"This is the mold given by the Lingshu Academy. When it is turned, this axis always points in one direction," Ge Fatxiao pointed out, "This is the one—it is more accurate than the compass, but it is expensive and the finished product has not yet come out. I heard that it was rejected by the above, so the master and I secretly made one, and before coming here, I took a purple gold at the bottom of the bowl off the eldest brother's sword puppet."
Gu Yun carefully stretched out his hand to pick up this little thing. It was too delicate. He was afraid that he would break it with his hands too strong: "If Shen Yi sees this thing, it will be enough for him to promise him."
Chang Geng felt a tightness in his chest when he said these words.
Fatty Ge dug out a sheepskin map from nowhere, lay it crumpled on the table, and gestured with his short pouted fingers for a while, and finally landed on a point.
"According to this direction, I deduced from Master Liran that we are going to this place soon."
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