Fan Li pulled the car,

Sitting in the car were Chen Daole's old mother and sword maid,

Chen Daole led the book boy to walk aside.

Next to him, there was another man selling candied haws with straw sticks.

The maidservant likes to eat candied haws, but buys too much candied haws in one go and loses its taste;

Therefore, Fan Li **** a middle-aged man who specializes in selling candied haws and went on the road with everyone. When the maidservant wanted to eat, he took out the copper and bought a bunch from that man.

Chen Daole's book boy also leaned in from time to time to spend money to buy a string to relieve his greed.

Fan Li's car was pulled very steadily, and Chen Daole's old mother Sun was lying on the bedding and fell asleep.

The maidservant was a little boring, holding the candied haws in one hand and eating the other hand rubbing the sword that Zhang Yiqing had placed beside him to Chen Daole, which was now seized by the maidservant as his own.

Asked:

"There are officials when you don't do it, but you want to follow us to the snow customs, what do you want?"

Chen Daole was not restrained. In fact, he was a prisoner just like the middle-aged man selling candied haws, but he smiled and replied:

"Stay in Yingdu, I can only be a clerk, do some complicated tasks of copying and writing, so I instead feel that I will follow you on the road, saying that I can't have a bigger rush.

Besides, you are Uncle Hirano's people, follow you back, no matter how it counts, I took advantage. "

"Hey, interesting." The maidservant spit out the core, licked his lips, and said, "You are so vulgar."

"Where is the vulgar?"

"I can't say it, it's vulgar anyway."

"Because I am a Jinren?"

"That's it."

"People, after all, want to eat. Since you decide to eat at the table, naturally you will eat at which table the dishes are good."

"The rice surnamed Zheng is not that delicious."

"Eating is always based on ability."

Maid Jian rolled her eyes, she kindly wanted to remind this scholar who had saved her, but since they insisted on doing this, she didn't care.

After all, the maidservant Jian has an ability. Regardless of her young age, she is a ghost, and can almost see through that person's thoughts through observation.

Chen Daole's hiding may be good in his own view, and it is also in line with his image. He also gave a valid reason.

But whether he is a pure scholar or not, whether the edges and corners in his heart have been smoothed out by reality, and whether Laiying was going to the Xuehai Customs with him before for dinner, Jianmai can tell the clues.

But the king of Hades can't save the ghost who drove to death. If you want to go, go and chant. Do you really think that Xuehaiguan is so messy? Wait for the blind man to sift casually. What kind of beauty are you really thinking that people can't see it? Although he is blind.

The group rushed during the day, and stayed overnight at night, and did not deliberately find a nearby village or Wubao Inn to stay.

Set up two tents, one big and one small. Old lady Chen Daole sleeps the big one, and the maidservant Jian sleeps the small one.

The other four men slept on the ground.

Tonight’s dinner is pancakes and vegetable soup. The vegetables are wild vegetables. The pancakes were bought a long time ago. They are as hard as a stick.

The maidservant Jian was eating candied haws, and the old mother Chen Daole ate some cakes and a bowl of soup, and then went back to the tent to sleep. The old man was weak and weak. Although he was sitting on the car on the road, she still felt tired.

"When I pass the woods in a hurry, I will pick some fruit, and make a syrup at night, and it will be full again."

The middle-aged man's surname is He, He Chunlai. In his early years, he worked as a laborer in Yupan City. Later, when the savage Chu came in, he fled to Yingdu with the refugees and changed his career to the candied haws business.

"It's winter, where can the fresh fruits come?" Jian Ma asked.

He Chunlai shook his head and said, "Frozen fruit is also delicious."

"Oh." The maidservant nodded.

Chen Daole took the pancake in his hand while gnawing, and said, "Going east all the way, the crowd is getting scarcer."

The maidservant Jian said, "When you arrive at the Snow Customs, it will be lively."

Chen Daole nodded and said, "Yes, so I have always admired Uncle Ping Ye, who ran across the snow and sea for a thousand miles, closed the door and beat the dogs, and buried all hundreds of thousands of wild people and animals. This is really the work of a man!

"Don't think so much, otherwise you will be disappointed when you meet a real person," said the maidservant Jian.

"No, no, no, Chen is not flattering. Seeing a person is actually not looking at what he said and looking like, but focusing on what he did."

Fan Li chuckled.

Chen Daole continued: "Nowadays, the Yan people are powerful, and the Gan Chu can only unite to resist the Yan army going south, but the biggest problem is that Gan Chu is a big country. After the Yan people annexed the land of the Three Jins, it took a short time. The inside simply cannot digest.

If the stall is too large, it is easy to make a mistake and lose all the game. "

The maidservant Jian yawned. He was not interested in hearing the overall vision of the scholar in front of him, so he should go back to sleep.

Fan Li silently continued to eat pancakes, and unlike that night forcibly ordering Chen Daole to save the sword maid, he said few things during the next few days when he left Yingdu on the road.

The wind tonight is a bit louder, but bigger is the sound of footsteps.

After Fan Li put the last bit of cake into his mouth, he silently picked up the axe next to it. The axe is usually wrapped in cloth and rarely opened.

When Chen Daole saw this, he was taken aback for a while, and immediately ended his spiritual wandering. He subconsciously wanted to find some guys, but found that the sword Zhang Yiqing had previously given him was in the tent of the maidservant.

As a last resort, Chen Daole could only pick up a stone and hold it in his hand.

He Chunlai on one side saw this and didn't ask anything, but instinctively sensed something was wrong, and silently lifted his straw stick.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

The sound of footsteps is very clear, and the other party does not seem to intend to cover it. Maybe, in the eyes of the other party, it is already firmly established at such a close distance.

"Om!"

A man in black walked out of the woods, came to the campfire, and shouted:

"Hehe, Yangou, do you know who your grandfather I am!"

"boom!"

Fan Li’s axe smashed over,

high speed,

A big axe is like a feather in his hand.

The head of the black-clothed man was directly cut off by the axe, and the headless body was standing there, with water still oozing out of his neck.

After cutting people,

Fan Li seemed to be relieved.

Asked:

"who is it?"

It's a pity that the man in black can no longer answer.

Xu was because this axe was too straightforward, and the man in black who had his head cut off should be the boss. Therefore, the seven or eight men in black who came out next did not rush to fight, but were looking at their boss. After the headless corpse stood there, it began to retreat unconsciously.

Soon, with one person taking the lead, the others immediately ran back and fled like this.

Come suddenly, and go suddenly.

Fan Li put the axe on the ground, patted his knee, and said:

"Sleep."

He was not interested in who was the man in black who rushed out earlier, was the robbery team secretly dispatched by nearby Wubao? Or is it a person from the Jin Dynasty restoration forces? Or is it the spies deployed by other countries in Jindi?

Fan Li didn't bother to know these.

The bonfire was still burning, and Fan Li lay down beside him, resting his left hand on his head and his right hand on his chest.

After a while,

The snoring sound has already sounded.

Chen Daole and He Chunlai looked at each other, and there was a flash of jealousy in each other's eyes.

It's just that Chen Daole still took action and cleaned up the body and head for fear of frightening his mother who would wake up tomorrow morning.

This evening, the rest is quiet.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone got up.

The maidservant walked out of the tent, squatted next to gargle her mouth with a toothbrush dipped in green salt. Although she had the goal of killing Zheng Fan when she grew up, it didn’t prevent her from falling in love with Zheng Fan’s kind of little girl. Exquisite and small clean living habits.

The morning meal is still pancakes, so monotonous to make people numb.

The group continued on the road,

Fan Li only cared about pulling the cart, not asking about what happened last night.

Today, Chen Daole and He Chunlai were quiet a lot.

The maidservant Jian, sitting on the cart, played with Chen Daole's old mother. The skill of the old woman was better than the maidservant, and the old and the young made giggles from time to time.

When Chen Daole and He Chunlai were marching, they would take a sneak peek at Fan Li from time to time, because they were not used to the "absolute coldness and composure" presented by Fan Li.

As someone else, today I should nervously discuss what was going on last night, and even beating and wondering if they are the two of them.

But Fan Li did not.

Because after the strength is high enough, the poem is at the foot, not far away.

Chen Daole couldn't help but glanced at the maidservant a few more times.

Others are still laying the foundation at such a young age, and they have to slowly polish them one step at a time as an adult.

As a result, the girl in front of her had to advance because of her foundation.

The most terrifying thing is,

After advanced,

She also left tears of regret.

Fan Li and Jianmao only told him that they were going to Xuehai Customs. They were from Uncle Ping Ye. As for other things, Jianmao didn't say anything deliberately, and Fan Li didn't bother to say it.

The breath of winter has come, and everyone will sleep in this forest tonight.

He Chunlai took out the brown sugar in his luggage, raised the bonfire and set up the pot, then got up, he was going to the forest to find fruit.

The practice of candied haws has never been monotonous, and there are actually many things that can be used.

The maidservant asked curiously:

"Who are you going to ask for fruit?"

He Chunlai smiled and replied: "It is not necessarily only people who can hide fruits."

It took more than an hour for He Chun to leave.

Fan Li didn't continue to wait for him to come back to make sugar, but started to cook vegetable soup. At the same time, he put the pancakes on the campfire and grilled them.

The soup is ready, the pancakes are baked, and the crust is a little crispy.

The maidservant Jian reached out and took one from Fan Li, but didn't have much appetite, and said:

"I miss the buns in the mansion."

The steamed buns in Hirano Bofu are stuffed;

The stuffed with shredded radish, the stuffed with red bean paste, the stuffed with pickled vegetables, the stuffed with cabbage, and the three steamed buns are vegetables and rice.

Fan Li nodded and said: "Next time I go out, I will take more back."

In winter, steamed buns are stored for a long time and are not easily broken.

"Ok."

Although I don't like to eat, I still have to eat.

Because the maidservant Jian found that since she entered the Ninth Rank that night, her appetite has become bigger.

This made her dislike it.

The reason why I don’t like it is not that I will get fat. In this era, women who are too thin are often not popular. The so-called good **** is also based on the fact that women with low medical standards and low physiques are prone to dystocia.

The maidservant Jian felt that she used to support herself very well and didn’t eat much. For example, when she was following her master Yuan Zhenxing, the two masters and apprentices had a meal without a meal in the capital. At the beginning, they could eat half a bun, no matter how big they were. It’s hard for her to starve to death during the famine in China.

Now, she was a little panicked.

It can only be said that childhood matters really easily leave a shadow on the child. Faced with the problem of increasing appetite, Jian Maunsha couldn't help but start thinking about who can support himself after he kills Zheng Fan?

at last,

He Chun came back,

He held a package in his left hand with blood on his body.

He opened the package, and there were frozen fruits inside, all kinds of fruits.

But the blood on his body was not from wild beasts, although there should be wolves nearby.

Regarding blood stains, Chen Daole wanted to ask, but did not ask;

Fan Li and Jian maid continued to eat, the little boy didn't dare to look, and the old woman had bad eyesight, and went back to the tent to sleep after eating.

He Chunlai drank the last bit of leftover vegetable soup,

Put down the bowl,

Smiled,

Somewhat free and easy,

Also a little relieved,

Road:

"I just went to kill some people, and those people are still lingering."

"Oh."

The maidservant Jian responded and went back to his tent.

"Oh."

Fan Li also responded. He was not full, and took out a piece of cake to bake.

There is not much pancake left, but fortunately, it is not far from the Snow Customs.

He Chunlai seemed to hit the cotton with a punch, very uncomfortable.

"I can make candied haws, but I was not a Lifu before."

"Ok."

Fan Li continued to bake the pancakes.

He Chunlai bit his lip and looked at Chen Daole, who lowered his head.

The two of them are still not accustomed to this atmosphere. Confession is not like confession, showdown is not like showdown, and confrontation is not like confrontation. It's like there are a group of lice on your body, scratching you desperately, so that you won't scream in pain. Come, but it's enough to make you restless.

Fan Li took out the nearly baked pancakes, divided them in half, and handed them to He Chunlai, who had only drank soup before.

He Chunlai had no temper at all and reached out and took the pancake.

then,

"Sizzle, hot!"

The pancakes have just been baked and are very hot.

Fan Li didn't care, and continued to eat big mouthfuls.

His physique is different from ordinary people. According to Xue San, if Ali is hungry, he can swallow glass like Melisol.

He Chunlai's words could not be said after all.

In the evening, after Fan Li lay down and went to sleep, He Chunlai started to boil the sugar color in the only pot, and then poured it on the fruit.

Wait till the next day,

He was filled with candied haws on his already empty straw.

The team, set off again.

By the afternoon,

A cavalry team appeared in front of them, this was the sentry of Xueguan Customs.

About a quarter of an hour later, another team came to respond.

The maidservant Jian left the cart,

Fan Li re-tied the cushion to his shoulders, and sat up with the maidservant sword in his hand.

then,

Fan Li started to run,

Run to the snow customs.

The rest will be escorted by the snow customs post.

When it was just dark, Fan Li ran into the south gate of Xuehai Customs, did not stop, and continued to rush towards the Pingye Bofu.

at the door,

The maidservant Jian jumped off Fan Li's shoulder. Instead of returning to the earl's mansion, she went to the next door, her master's.

Fan Li scratched his head and went back to the mansion, but after wandering around, he found that there was no one in the mansion. After asking a servant, he knew that they had taken the princess to Fengxin City, and they had not yet returned.

…

Outside the small courtyard next to Uncle Hirano,

The maidservant knocked on the door,

The one who opened the door was Liu Dahu,

After seeing the maidservant, Liu Dahu's face immediately blushed.

At this age, especially in the school, Zheng Man, the wolf cub picked up in the desert a long time ago, is the little overlord in the school, and the maidservant sword is the dream lover in the hearts of many young men.

Everyone thinks she looks good.

"Where is your father?" Jian Maid asked.

"Father!" Liu Dahu shouted.

The Juggernaut came over, touched Liu Dahu's head, and walked out the door.

Liu Dahu instinctively wanted to follow, but was glared at by the maidservant Jian and frightened back.

The Juggernaut walked ahead,

The maidservant followed behind.

The Juggernaut spoke:

"Dahu is an honest boy."

The maidservant Jian said: "Master, I really don't like your son, don't kiss him."

"Being a teacher doesn't mean that."

"Don't have it after that."

The Juggernaut smiled.

"Master, I'm advanced."

"I can see it."

The maidservant told the sword master what happened to him when he returned.

The Juggernaut frowned slightly,

He originally thought it was the maidservant that couldn't bear it, so he secretly advanced, but he didn't expect...

But it stands to reason that it is not.

He understood the physical condition of the maidservant Jian, it shouldn't be the case, otherwise he would not agree to let Fan Li take the maidservant Jian to Yanjing.

Originally, he was thinking, swordsman, he should not only have swords in his eyes, there should be vast mountains and rivers, but now, he can't help but sweat in cold sweat.

If something went wrong with his own apprentice, or if he was gone, he would really regret his death.

"Why is this? Did you eat something?"

"Ah, before we go back, the sixth prince asked us to bring some gifts to Uncle Zheng. There are some Ganoderma lucidum and licorice. I asked the big man to cook vegetable soup on the way."

Juggernaut understands, the problem lies here.

"It's too much."

"Ok?"

The maidservant Jian didn't expect it to be for this reason.

In fact, menarche is just an introduction, and the essential reason is those great treasures of heaven, material and earth. After eating too much at once, the qi and blood in the body become overactive and stagnate.

The maidservant Jian was disappointed:

"Master, I am at a loss."

"What's the loss?"

"Originally, I thought, when I grow up, when I kill Zheng Fan, I will upgrade to the first rank in one step, and the last step is to learn from the master you used to force the second rank outside the city and take Zheng Fan's head.

Now, ruined, my dream is gone. "

"Who is not good at learning, but you want to learn Zheng Fan?"

"No, Master."

"Yes."

"No." The maidservant Jian was angry.

"Okay, no."

"But Master, if I advance this time in advance, will it affect my future practice?"

The Juggernaut nodded,

immediately,

He shook his head again.

"Master, what do you mean?"

"It has an impact, but it can also be unaffected. You should not be impatient in your path. You should walk more calmly. The original intention of the sword is to be fast, but the more stable it is, the faster it can be."

"What should I do, Master."

"Easy to handle."

The Sword Master’s index finger was placed between the sword maid’s eyebrows,

He had a somewhat hunched footsteps and a little vain, but now he straightened his waist.

Move your fingertips away,

Immediately,

A wisp of sword energy was pulled out of the sword maid's body, and dissipated in the nothingness ahead.

The maidservant only felt her body soft,

Kneeling on the ground with a "puff",

at this time,

There is no more sword flowing in her body, UU Reading www.uukanshu. com seems like the nine-pin cultivation base a few days ago, just a dream.

But soon,

The maidservant Jian seemed to realize something,

Looked up,

He looked at his master in shock.

The Juggernaut humped his back again, and his footsteps continued to float.

It even seemed to have coughed twice because of the strong wind at night, still looking like a sick seed.

"Master, master, you..."

The Juggernaut interrupted her,

Road:

"Your dream is back again."

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