Devil’s Advent

Fan Li pulled the cart,

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

Chen Daole led the book boy and walked beside.

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

The maidservant likes to eat candied haws, but when she buys too many candied haws at once, it loses its taste;

Therefore, Fan Li tied up a middle-aged man who specialized in selling candied haws and went on the road with everyone. When the sword maid wanted to eat, she took out copper coins and bought a bunch from the man.

From time to time, Chen Daole's book boy would come over and spend money to buy a bunch to satisfy his hunger.

Fan Li's car was pulled steadily, and Chen Daole's old mother, Sun Shi, lay on the quilt and fell asleep.

The maidservant was a little bored, eating candied haws with one hand and caressing the sword that Zhang Yiqing gave to Chen Daole and now the maidservant took it as her own.

asked:

There are officials who think you don't do it, but you want to follow us to Xueguan, what are you trying to do?

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

Staying in Yingdu, I can only be a clerk and do some complicated things of copying and writing, so I feel that going on the road with you may have a bigger future.

Besides, you are members of Uncle Hirano, so I took advantage of following you back.

Hey, interesting. The sword maid spat out the fruit core, licked her lips, and said, You are so vulgar.

Where is the vulgarity?

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

Is it because I'm from Jin?

That's right.

People, after all, you have to eat. Since you have decided to eat at the table, naturally you can eat at the table where the food is good.

The rice surnamed Zheng is not that delicious.

Eating is always based on ability.

The sword maid rolled her eyes, she was kind enough to remind this scholar who had saved her, but since he insisted on doing so, she didn't care.

After all, the sword maid has a skill, despite her young age, she is a ghost spirit, who can almost see through the thoughts of that person through observation.

Chen Daole's concealment, in his own opinion, may be good, and it also fits his image, and he also gave a tenable reason.

But whether he is a pure scholar, whether the edges and corners in his heart have been smoothed by reality, and whether Laiying went to Xuehaiguan together to eat, the sword maid can see the clues.

But the king of Hades can't save ghosts who are driven to death, you can go if you want, do you really think Xuehaiguan is so easy to mess with, wait for the blind man to sift through it, what kind of beauty are you, do you really think people can't tell? Although he is blind.

A group of people traveled during the day and slept in the open at night, and did not deliberately find a nearby village or Wubao Inn to stay.

Set up two tents, one big and one small, Chen Daole's old lady slept in the big one, and the sword maid slept in the small one.

The other four men were all sleeping on the ground.

Today's dinner is pancakes and vegetable soup. The vegetables are wild vegetables. The pancakes were bought a long time ago, and they are as hard as a stick.

The sword maid was eating candied haws next to her, while Chen Daole's mother ate some pancakes and drank a bowl of soup, and then went back to the tent to sleep. The old man was weak, and even though he sat on the car on the road, he still felt tired.

When I go through the woods tomorrow, I'll pick some fruit, and I'll make syrup in the evening, and the line will be full again.

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

It's already winter, where are the fresh fruits? The maidservant asked.

He Chunlai shook his head and said, Fruits frozen into lumps are also delicious.

Oh. The sword maid nodded.

Chen Daole gnawed on the pancakes in his hand and said, All the way to the east, people are becoming less and less crowded.

The maidservant said: When we get to Xueguan, it will be lively.

Chen Daole nodded, and said: Yes, that's why I have always admired Uncle Hirano. He ran thousands of miles to fight the snowy sea, closed the door and beat dogs, and buried hundreds of thousands of savages and animals. This is really a manly act!

Don't think too much, or you will be disappointed when you meet a real person. Said the maidservant.

No, no, Chen is not flattering. To look at a person is not to look at what he says and what he looks like, but to focus on what he does.

Fan Li chuckled.

Chen Daole continued: The general situation in the world today, the Yan people are powerful, Gan Chu can only unite together 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, in a short time I can't digest it at all.

If the stall is too large, it is easy to make a wrong move and lose everything.

The maidservant yawned, he was not interested in hearing what the scholar had to say about the big picture in front of him, so he should go back to sleep.

Fan Li continued to eat pancakes silently. Unlike that night when he forcibly ordered Chen Daole to save the maidservant, he said very little in the next few days when he left Yingdu on his way.

The wind is a bit strong tonight, but what is even bigger is the sound of footsteps.

After putting the last bit of pancake into his mouth, Fan Li silently picked up the ax that was placed next to him. The ax is usually wrapped in cloth and rarely opened.

Seeing this, Chen Daole was stunned for a moment, and immediately ended his fugue, subconsciously wanting to find something to do with some guy, but found that the sword Zhang Yiqing gave him earlier was in the sword maid's tent.

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

Seeing this, He Chunlai on the side didn't ask any questions, but instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and silently raised his straw stick.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

The sound of footsteps was very clear, and the other party didn't seem to intend to cover it up. Perhaps, from the perspective of the other party, at such a short distance, it was already a certainty.

Buzz!

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

Hehe, Yangou, do you know who your grandfather is!

boom!

Fan Li's ax smashed past,

high speed,

A big ax is like a feather in his hand.

The head of the man in black was chopped off by the axe, and the headless body stood there, with water still dripping from the neck.

After killing people,

Fan Li seemed to have just recovered from his nerves,

asked:

who is it?

It's a pity that the man in black couldn't answer anymore.

Perhaps it was because the ax was too straightforward, and the man in black whose head had been cut off should be the leader, so the seven or eight men in black who sprang out did not rush up to fight, but looked at their boss. After the headless corpse stood there, it began to retreat unconsciously.

Soon, one person took the lead, and the others also ran back immediately, just like that.

Come suddenly, go suddenly.

Fan Li put the ax on the ground, patted his knees, and said:

Sleep.

He wasn't interested in who the man in black who rushed out earlier was a robbery team secretly sent by the nearby Wubao? Or is it someone from the forces of the restoration of the Jin Kingdom? Or are they spies placed by other countries in Jindi?

Fan Li didn't even bother to know these things.

The bonfire was still burning, and Fan Li lay down beside him, with his left hand under his head as a pillow, and his right hand on his chest.

after a while,

The snoring sounded already.

Chen Daole and He Chunlai looked at each other in blank dismay, with fear flashing in their eyes.

It's just that Chen Daole still made a move and cleaned up the body and head, so as not to frighten his mother who woke up tomorrow morning.

This night, the rest was quiet.

The next morning, everyone got up.

The maidservant sword walked out of the tent, squatting next to her mouth with a toothbrush dipped in blue salt, although she really wanted to kill Zheng Fan when she grew up, but that didn't stop her from liking Zheng Fan's little girl. Exquisite and small clean living habits.

Breakfast is still pancakes, which is so monotonous that it makes people numb.

The group continued on their way,

Fan Li only cared about pulling the cart, and didn't ask about what happened last night.

But today, Chen Daole and He Chunlai were also much quieter.

The sword maid sitting on the cart played with Chen Daole's old mother, who was much more skilled than the sword maid, and the old and the young laughed giggle from time to time.

When Chen Daole and He Chunlai were walking, they would secretly glance at Fan Li from time to time, because they were not used to the absolute coldness and calmness presented by Fan Li.

If it were someone else, today they should be nervously discussing what happened last night, and even beat and doubted the two of them.

But Fan Li didn't.

Because after the strength is high enough, poetry is at the foot, not in the distance.

Chen Daole couldn't help but look at the sword maid again,

Others are still laying the foundation at such a young age, and they have to grind slowly step by step when they become adults.

As a result, the girl in front of me had to advance a bit because her foundation was too strong.

The most frightening thing is,

After advanced,

She also shed tears of regret.

Fan Li and the maidservant only told him that they were going to Xuehaiguan, and that they belonged to Uncle Hirano. As for the rest, the maidservant deliberately didn't say anything, and Fan Li didn't bother to say anything.

The breath of winter has arrived, and everyone will sleep in the woods tonight.

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

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

The sword maid asked curiously:

Who do you go to ask for fruit?

He Chunlai replied with a smile: People are not necessarily the only ones who can hide fruit.

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

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

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

The sword maid stretched out her hand to take one from Fan Li, but she didn't have much appetite, and said:

I miss the steamed buns in the mansion.

The steamed buns in Hirano Bofu are filled with stuffing;

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

Fan Li nodded and said, Next time I go out, I will recite more.

In winter, steamed buns can be stored for a long time and are not easy to spoil.

Um.

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

Because the sword maid found that since she entered the ninth rank that night, her appetite has increased.

This made her very disliked.

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 butt and good fertility are also based on the low level of medical care in this era. Women who are not big and thin are prone to dystocia.

The maidservant Jian felt that she used to be well fed and didn't eat much. For example, when she followed her master Yuan Zhenxing back then, the two masters and apprentices never had a meal in the capital. At the beginning, I could eat half a steamed bun. It is also difficult for her to starve to death in the famine.

Now, she panicked.

It can only be said that things in childhood are really easy to cast a shadow on the child. Faced with the problem of his growing appetite, the sword maid can't help but start thinking about who can support him after he kills Zheng Fan in the future?

finally,

He Chunlai is back,

He held a package in his left hand and was covered in blood.

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

But the blood on his body is not from wild animals, although there should be wolves around here without accident.

Regarding the bloodstains, Chen Daole wanted to ask, but he didn't;

Fan Li and the maidservant continued to eat, but the little book boy didn't dare to look at it, and the old lady had bad eyesight, so she went back to sleep in the tent after eating.

He Chunlai drank the last bit of vegetable soup left,

put down the bowl

smiled,

Some free and easy,

Also somewhat relieved,

road:

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

oh.

The sword maid responded and went back to her tent.

oh.

Fan Li also responded. He was not full, so he took out another pancake and prepared to bake it again.

There are not many pancakes left, but fortunately, it is not far from Xueguan.

He Chunlai felt as if he had punched the cotton with his fist, feeling very uncomfortable.

I can make candied haws, but I wasn't a Lifu before.

Um.

Fan Li continued to bake pancakes.

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

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

Fan Li took out the pancakes that were almost baked, divided half of them, and handed them to He Chunlai who had only drank soup before.

He Chunlai had no temper at all, reached out to take the pancake,

Then,

Hiss, it's hot!

The pancakes are freshly baked and very hot.

Fan Li didn't take it seriously, and continued to eat with big mouthfuls.

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

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

At night, after Fan Li ate and lay down to sleep, He Chunlai started to boil sugar in the only pot, and then poured it on the fruit.

wait until the next day,

His already empty straw sticks were filled with candied haws again.

Team, start again.

by afternoon,

A troop of cavalry appeared in front of them, they were sentry cavalry from Xueguan.

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

The sword maid left the cart,

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

Then,

Fan Li started running,

Run to Snow Customs.

The rest of the people will be escorted by the snow customs guards.

When it was just dark, Fan Li ran into the south gate of Xuehaiguan, without stopping, he continued to run towards Uncle Hirano's mansion.

at the door,

The sword maid jumped off Fan Li's shoulder, she didn't go back to the Earl's Mansion, but went next door, her master's place.

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 found out that the lord and the others had taken the princess to Fengxin City and hadn't returned yet.

...

Outside the small courtyard next to Uncle Hirano,

The sword maid knocked on the door,

It was Liu Dahu who opened the door.

After seeing the maidservant, Liu Dahu blushed immediately.

In this age group, especially in the academy, Zheng Man, the wolf cub picked up in the desert a long time ago, is the little overlord in the academy, and the sword maid is the dream lover in the hearts of all the boys.

Everyone thinks she looks good.

Where's your father? The sword maid asked.

Father! Liu Dahu shouted.

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

Liu Dahu instinctively wanted to follow, but was frightened back by the sword maid staring at him.

The Juggernaut walks ahead,

The sword maid followed behind.

The Juggernaut said:

Dahu is an honest boy.

The sword maid said: Master, I really don't like your son, don't try to make a kiss.

Being a teacher doesn't mean that.

Then there will be no more.

The Juggernaut smiled.

Master, I have advanced.

I see it.

The sword maid told the Juggernaut what happened to her on the return trip.

The Juggernaut frowned slightly,

He originally thought that the maidservant could not hold back, and secretly advanced a little bit, but he didn't expect...

But it stands to reason, not necessarily.

He understood the physical condition of the sword maid, so it shouldn't be like this, otherwise he would not have agreed to let Fan Li take the sword maid to Yanjing.

Originally, he was thinking that a swordsman should not only have swords in his eyes, but also vast mountains and rivers, but now, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

If something really happened to his apprentice, or if he disappeared, he would really regret it to 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, licorice and so on. I asked the big man to cook vegetable soup on the way.

The Juggernaut understood that the problem was here.

It's overdone.

Um?

The sword maid did not expect that it was because of this reason.

In fact, menarche is just a prelude, and the essential reason is those great nourishing natural and earthly treasures. If you eat too much at once, the qi and blood in your body will become overactive and stagnate.

The sword maid was disappointed and said:

Master, I'm so sorry.

What's wrong?

Originally, I thought that when I grow up, when I kill Zheng Fan, I will advance to the first rank in one step, and in the last step, I will imitate the master and force you to open the second rank outside the city, and take Zheng Fan's head.

Now, ruined, my dream, gone.

Who is not good to learn from, why should I learn from Zheng Fan?

No way, master.

There is.

No. The sword maid was angry.

Okay, no.

But master, if I advanced this time, will it affect my practice in the future?

The Juggernaut nodded,

immediately,

He shook his head again.

Master, what exactly do you mean?

It has an influence, but it doesn't matter. Your path, you can't be impatient, you should walk more calmly. The original intention of the sword is to be fast, but the more stable you are, the faster you can be.

Then what to do, master.

Easy to handle.

The sword master placed his index finger between the eyebrows of the sword maid,

Originally, he walked with a hunchback and a somewhat vain footsteps, but now he straightened his back.

move your fingertips away,

Immediately,

A wisp of sword energy was drawn out from the body of the maidservant, and dissipated into nothingness in front of her.

The maidservant only felt her body go limp,

With a plop, he fell to his knees on the ground,

at this time,

There was no sword energy flowing in her body anymore, as if the ninth-grade cultivation base a few days ago was just a dream.

but soon,

The sword maid seemed to realize something,

Looked up,

He looked at his master in shock.

The Juggernaut hunched his back again, and his footsteps continued to falter,

It even seemed that because of the strong wind at night, he coughed twice, and he still looked sick.

Master, master, you...

The Juggernaut interrupted her,

road:

Your dream has come back again.

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Don't panic, there is a little more.