A big fire on Longwei Slope burned down the shabby inn and the corpses of soldiers. Xu Fengnian squatted aside lazily spreading his hands to keep warm, looking at the soot all over the floor, he couldn't help but remember Gu Dazu's military book "Ash Collection", Sixteen volumes are eloquent, discussing in detail the ancient and modern general strategy, territorial situation, key points of public land, water warfare and river defense, and many other elements. Brain, Beiliang is the land where lions fight rabbits, but they all come from a collection of ashes. Secondly, the situation and the state government complement each other, and both are indispensable, especially focusing on the exploration of mountain placer deposits, which can be said to be all-encompassing. Li Yishan's vision is so high, he is sincerely impressed by "Ash Collection", and praises it as a new opening for future generations of military strategists. It is a pity that the Southern Tang Dynasty was overthrown, and half of the sixteen volumes of manuscripts were confiscated into the national treasury. Gu Jiantang, who was obsessed with books, collected most of them in various forms. The remaining eight volumes were lost to the people. Beiliang only got three volumes. The three volumes of "A Collection of Ashes" undoubtedly made him suffer a lot. The world is impermanent. At that time, how could he have thought that he would be able to drink at the same table with the person who wrote the book of war today, and they would soon return to Beiliang. If we met earlier, maybe Master would have an extra drinking friend.
Hu Chunya stared blankly at this sloppy guy, ordered his subordinates to kill Long Weipo's blood into a river, not to mention, he was still in a daze, why not hurry up and run away? She didn't have any affection for this white guy who was as small as a fingernail. After escaping from the dead, she never thought of being grateful, let alone repaying the favor. She just thought he was not pleasing to the eye. Put a few feet on it, and print a few gray and black mud prints on the soles. However, Hu Chunya subconsciously glanced at the nine-foot-tall man not far away. It was this man who walked out of the inn, took a few sips of wine, and the outside was completely clean. Throwing her into the raging inn, seeing her hiding in the hut almost vomited bitter water. As for Li Huaier, a young man who is ignorant of the world, his eyes were staring at him from the beginning to the end, and he was foolish to watch people collect the corpses. He firmly believed that these elite soldiers were punished by God, and if they were killed, they were killed by others.
The thatched hut was not burned down, Gu Dazu and Huang Chang stood in the hut, looking at the south together, each sighing.
The people were divided into groups, Ning Zong Xu Zhan and the woman surnamed Zhou naturally got together. The woman took advantage of the fire to retrieve the saber. Her hands were bloody and bloody, but luckily she didn't hurt her muscles and bones. She wiped the exclusive secret golden sore medicine , Wrapped in a clean silk cloth, and no longer care about it. Whether traveling alone or in a company, gold and silver are necessary for walking in the rivers and lakes, and exquisite bottles and jars for ointment are indispensable. The woman surnamed Zhou is not very old, but she is already a veteran in the world. A woman who can't be said to be passed down from family to teacher can be called a miracle.
Hu Chunya has always been reckless when speaking, and this time was no exception. He asked a question that made Ning Zong's eyelids tremble, "Will this guy kill us?"
The woman surnamed Zhou rested her palm on the hilt of her sword and remained silent. For swordsmen, saber is not only a lover's beauty, but also a stern senior, looking at the sword like looking at others, which makes people always remember that Li Chungang once held a sword, a wooden horse and an ox, and Deng Tai'a also Twisting a peach branch is like holding a sword, and the Nine Swords of Wu Family Jianzhong held a sword even more, until he died in battle on the wilderness of Beimang. There are many swordsmen on the rivers and lakes who turn to practice swords, but few swordsmen turn to other weapons. They practice swords from young to old. Several. Xu Zhan has always been unsmiling, different from Zhou Qinhu who has no relatives and no reason. Although Xu Zhan's family is in decline, he can bear the death of a camel than a horse, and his family is still not weak. His father Xu Daqiu wrote "Guanji Jing" , can be called a master of the stick method. When it comes to the Xu family in Lianghuai, even the grass bandits who ignore human life have to give a thumbs up. Seeing that Xu Daqiu has a good foundation, the prestigious grand master taught him a secret technique. In the eyes of people in Huaihe and Huaihe martial arts, it is no different from friendship with real land gods. After being beheaded by Chen Zhibao, the foundation of the Xu family, which has been taking advantage of the spear fairy all the year round, began to decline, and Xu Daqiu died in depression. Compared with Hu Chunya's pure instinctive dislike for that mysterious young master, he had a little more hidden jealousy and awe, but he didn't want Zhou's relatives to notice him, so he panicked.
Zhou Qinhu said flatly: "I just heard that Master Huang will not go to the capital for the time being, but will go to Shangyin Academy to visit friends. I don't trust this group of people. They will accompany you. What are Uncle Ning and Young Master Xu's plan?"
Ning Zong shook his head, he really didn't dare to slap his face swollen to pretend to be a fat man, more than a hundred soldiers of Iron Lu died, and all his belongings were there, the monk couldn't leave the temple if he was able to leave, so he had to go back quickly to make amends. Now that Lord Huang is safe and sound for the time being, Ning Zong is not chivalrous enough to disregard the family's survival, Ning Zong did not hide it, and said bluntly: "Dear Hu, if such a big event happens, I will definitely not be able to go to Shangyin Academy. "
Xu Zhan said in a deep voice: "Ning Shibo, please rest assured, I will try my best to protect Mr. Huang's safety with Qin Hu."
Ning Zong heaved a sigh of relief and patted Xu Zhan on the shoulder.
Hu Chunya said happily: "Sister Zhou, Mr. Xu, then you can visit my house."
Ning Zong smiled. The reason why he brought this girl on this trip was that on the one hand, she insisted on joining the gang. Chaoran is the leading sect gang in the Jiujiang area. Zhao Hongdan of Caishi Mountain wields a drunken sword and fights with others. He likes to drink alcohol and drink. The more drunk, the swordsmanship is like an antelope's horns. It is rare to meet an opponent. The strength of the third rank is equivalent to one of the six ministers in the Jianghu. That's not all, Hu Chunya didn't take Zhao Hongdan's surname as Zhao because the real head of Caishishan was Zhao Hongdan's daughter-in-law, Hu Jingxia, who was a famous tigress. Having commanded thousands of warriors, with a violent personality and killing people like hemp, Zhao Hongdan can be regarded as a family member of the Hu family in Caishishan.
Hastily buried the old servant who had served Huang Chang for many years, Ning Zong Longwei Podi bid farewell to everyone, rode straight south, and Duan Chun'an hurried north to report the letter. Earlier, Yuan Zuozong deliberately left a few war horses behind and did not send them to the Palace of the King of the Underworld. Now they are all in use. Huang Chang and the young Li Huai'er were in the same car, Lu Song was the groom of this car, and the dead man Wu drove the other car. Wang Lin didn't want to be in the car, so he sat behind the boy and thought about it, saying that the woman surnamed Zhou The buttocks are like a full moon and the eyebrows are raised. Not only is it easy to give birth, but it is also charming inside. After entering the house, it will definitely give birth to a large litter of babies. The boudoir is very interesting. Boy Wu has been arguing with Wang Lin since outside Shenwu City. Now, when it comes to a woman's figure, he is standing in the same camp for the first time. This is the case with children. He is most unwilling to show weakness on such topics, for fear of being taken as a stranger. A nasty chick.
Just out of Longwei Slope, before turning into the post road, there is a group of people blocking the road, about twenty riders, the momentum is very aggressive after getting together, the twenty riders on this road can be described as wearing all kinds of clothes, some only wear colorful clothes in winter An enchanting woman in a thin shirt, nestling in her arms is a handsome and exquisite young boy. There is a rough guy who simply bares his breasts and wears a live snake as a belt around his waist; there is an old man in brocade clothes who is dozing off, his head is biting like a chicken pecking at rice; There is a giant iron tower man with a height of one foot holding a copper ball in his hand, and that jumping dwarf standing on a tall horse that does not match his figure. His big robe almost drags the floor. It is so bizarre that it makes people feel like they have fallen into Fengdu. ghost town. Hu Chunya's expression was dull, this time he really hit the point, it's a hell of a day. Xu Zhan and Zhou Qinhu's eyes met, and they both saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes. Although the twenty riders were all cutting paths and blocking the way, their respective positions were clearly separated. They both knew each other. The monk, however, wore a rare Taoist robe that looked neither like Dragon and Tiger Mountain nor Wudang, and a parrot with gorgeous feathers stood on his shoulder. The old man has suffered a lot from his hands. Caishishan was annoyed at the time when the woman in the volcano was insulted to death, so he did not hesitate to mobilize a hundred Qingqi servants. Can encircle and suppress successfully.
But such a troublesome devil only stops at the back of the twentieth horse, and the seniority is discussed everywhere in the world, and the number of people who have some strength will sit in the top position, and if the strength is not enough, they have to be honest cool off.
Twenty cavalry led one person, and Dudu kept a distance behind him. He was an unremarkable and strong man, no matter his appearance or decoration, he looked inconspicuous. Behind him, the alluring woman in the colorful thin blouse who was having a good time, clicked her lips, pretending to be surprised: "Ghosts are crying and wolves are howling on the Longwei slope, and more than a hundred bowls of Mengpo soup have been handed out on the Naihe bridge. It’s no different from our Devil’s Cult.”
Xu Fengnian frowned, Demon Cult? Before Jiazi, the Great Daoist Qi Xuanzhu single-handedly defeated the six Demon Sect Heavenly Demons on the Demon Slaying Platform, which shook the world. The ever-growing Demon Cult never recovered, like a mouse crossing the street, only daring to act furtively. Why did you gather such a large number of disciples and grandchildren today? Could it be to recruit yourself into the demon sect
Is it possible that after hearing that Hong Xixiang, who was reincarnated by Qi Xuan, was defeated by himself, these guys really thought that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high, and it's time to make a comeback
Xu Fengnian clamped the horse's belly lightly, and the horse's hooves were brisk, and asked with a smile: "Why, do you want me to be the leader of your demon sect? Good eyesight!"