[Sword Three] In the days when I was forced to become Wanhua

When she was seated, Su Qian smiled slightly, pointed to the cup dipped in snow water and said, "Pour yourself a cup of tea to warm yourself up, it's still a bit cold outside."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Su." Shang Dangci took the cup and shook it with ease, and poured himself a cup of hot tea - he thought it was just hot water at first, but he didn't expect that the moment it was poured out, it was fragrant and refreshing. shock.

His nose moved, he took a sip of the rare good tea, and closed his eyes in comfort. "Brother is really generous."

"It's not that I'm generous, it's just that there is no shortage of these things." Su Qian said with a smile: "By the way, help me apologize to your uncle Qing Heng later, I dare not touch your uncle's bad luck again. "

Shang Dangci rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed: "Senior Uncle Qing Heng is not sociable, so it is inevitable that he speaks a little bluntly, please forgive me if I offend Senior Brother Su."

Su Qian put her face on her face and thought about it, then said with a smile, "I offended him too, so I won't suffer. But this time, thank you very much. If it wasn't you, I would probably be chased and hacked by your uncle a few times."

Shang Dangci thought about Su Qian being chased by Qing Heng and running around the inn just now, and couldn't help laughing.He laughed as he laughed, but he felt that it was impolite for him to laugh, and wanted to hold back, but his face was distorted so that it looked like it was in a New Year painting.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and threw himself on the table, buried his face in his arms, and his shoulders kept shaking. "Senior Brother Su...hahaha...it turns out that you will also be chased like a mouse...ahhahahaha...I'm sorry, Senior Brother Su...I didn't mean to laugh at you..."

"Brother Su, let me laugh for a while...hahahaha..."

Su Qian didn't care, she poured tea and drank it by herself, showing a little helpless expression.He thought that running around in the inn was considered graceful and handsome, but he didn't expect to fall into the evaluation of "running away with his head in his arms", and he felt very angry at the moment of mourning. "Then you can't start a fight with your uncle?"

Shang Dangci still buried his head in laughter.

At this moment, a person suddenly came from outside and asked through the curtain, "But that guest officer just now? The dry food you asked for was brought to you."

"Send it in." Su Qian replied.

The curtain was lifted, and a young man in a fur coat and hat entered, who was the waiter in the shop just now.He laughed first when he saw people: "Our shopkeeper's eyesight is really good... I thought it was my mistake before, but I didn't expect you to be waiting here."

As he spoke, he put the things on the stone table neatly, "Do you have any orders, sir?"

"I made you laugh before." Su Qian took out a gold leaf from her sleeve pocket and put it on the table. The pure and brilliant gold was particularly conspicuous between her white fingers.Su Qian pushed the golden leaf over: "These are the compensation for the broken tables and chairs and the cost of dry food, wine and vegetables."

Xiao Er didn't dare to reach out to touch it, and hurriedly said: "Guest officer, this is too much, even if the broken tables and chairs in the small shop are doubled, the price will be the same..."

"It's okay." Su Qian stood up and walked out of the pavilion and whistled. Yu Huiyao trotted over when he heard the sound.He put the dry food in the horse's bag, turned to Shang Dangci and said: "It's getting late, I'd better go down the mountain as soon as possible, so I'm leaving, Junior Brother Shang."

"It's getting late, why don't you stay overnight before leaving...Senior Brother Su?" Shang Dangci looked at Su Qian's neat movements and didn't know how to speak.

Su Qian tidied up her belongings, turned her face to Shang Dangci and smiled slightly: "I don't dare to offend that uncle of yours." After speaking, she got on her horse without waiting for anyone's answer.

The horse's hooves moved lightly, the red tassels fluttered, and the copper bell rang slightly.

Su Qian took a deep breath, the cold and dry air filled the nasal cavity and chest cavity, making one involuntarily feel proud.He couldn't help raising his whip to urge Yu Huiyao to run wildly. For a moment, the light snow and the breeze seemed to be magnified countless times, rustling past his ears and cheeks.

Stepping on the sky and snow, holding swords in the rivers and lakes, come here with excitement, and return with exhaustion, it should be like this.

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In the evening, Su Qian arrived at Wuyanggang of Fenghua Valley smoothly.

Maple Valley always seems to be in autumn, no matter what season you come here, there are always dark red and light yellow maple leaves all over the sky, spreading all over the ground, and there will be a rustling sound when you step on it.

But although the place is beautiful, it is not a simple place.The hardest thing to say about Fenghua Valley is the Red Clothes Sect who occupies the land and is the king - that is not a good master.Su Qian stroked her chin and decided to pass through Fenghua Valley in a low-key manner. Luoyang after Fenghua Valley is an excellent place. If possible, it is not bad to live for a while.

The sky has gradually darkened.Because it is an official road, although there are few people coming and going, Su Qian stopped and asked a passing peddler to buy some salt and oil. When the peddler handed the things to him, he kindly reminded: "The front It's Fenghua Valley, once you enter it, you can just go on your way and don't ask about other things."

Su Qian asked curiously: "What's going on? Is there any taboo?"

The shopkeeper traveled to various places and was well-informed, so he was a good person to inquire about news.

The peddler looked around and saw that there was no one else, so he said cautiously: "It's nothing important. It's just that there is a sect in this place called the Red Clothes Sect or the Fire Worship Sect. It's very evil, and this sect is so ruthless." Hurry up, if you see the woman in red, don't provoke me, just go on your way—" The salesman saw Su Qian's face clearly from the corner of his eye, and was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted Coming over, he continued as if nothing had happened: "...they usually wouldn't trouble a scholar like Mr. Lang."

Su Qian nodded clearly, "Thank you very much."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Maybe I'd like to give you another message. There is a Zoroastrian believer who is setting up a holy fire. If you are interested, you can go to the front and have a look. There is also a clean inn where you can stay. It's not early. I have to go to the ruined temple on the other side of Chang’an to settle down, so I’m leaving.” After speaking, the shopkeeper walked towards Chang’an with his goods.

Su Qian was very interested in what he said, and trotted for a while on the horse, and she saw the fire.There was a lot of people in front of it, and some villagers gathered closely to watch the fun, but they didn't dare to get closer inside to take a closer look.

Su Qian had good eyesight, and saw a bonfire burning extremely well from a distance, and a huge hexagram was burned out on the ground, and a beautiful woman in red stood on each corner of the hexagram.

Those women had high noses and deep eyes, and they all wore veils to half-cover their faces, but they didn't look like Zhong Yuan just by looking at the tilted heads. They were wearing revealing clothes, and their snow-white waists became more and more crystal clear under the reflection of the firelight. stand up.There were several men dressed like Persians standing aside, among them was an old man who chanted incomprehensible words loudly to the altar, his expression was solemn and sacred, and his tone was vicissitudes of life, although he could not understand what he said, But it is very attractive to others.

Su Qian got off her horse and stood behind the crowd to watch the Persians with the common people.

The women in red sang a beautiful tune, mixed with the vicissitudes of the old man's voice. Two Persian men carried the cattle and sheep and put them on the altar. The old man drew special symbols on them while singing with a knife.I don't know how it was done, but the moment the old man finished painting the cattle and sheep, a high flame was ignited, the old man's hand was still inside, as if he didn't feel the temperature at all, the singing was raised, and the old man's expression was excited again I was moved again.

After the old man sang the section of j□j, he knelt down together with those beautiful women in red, and sang the last eulogy in a low voice.

The cattle and sheep were carried down from the altar, and several Persian women came and divided the beef and mutton into small pieces, put them on plates, and walked to the villagers. ..."

The villagers obediently took the beef and mutton from the plate and ate it, and the women smiled kindly.

Su Qian also knew why the villagers didn't object to these people holding the ceremony...

Cow...cow...beef!Forget about the sheep, this place is not far from Chang'an, there is actually someone at the foot of the Son of Heaven who slaughters cows to sacrifice in such an open manner!Why haven't these stupid Persians been caught and locked up in the dark room!

Soon, a woman walked up to Su Qian with a plate. Under the firelight, Su Qian's face became clear and even more and more confusing.The Persian woman blushed and stammered, "Eat...bless...eliminate disasters!"

Su Qian took a piece out of kindness, but the Persian woman was still staring at him, as if she wanted to look at it but dared not look at it.Seeing Su Qian looking at her with interest, the woman's face turned red, and she rushed back in a hurry, ran to the old man and murmured, and the old man looked at Su Qian in surprise.

Su Qian looked at the other party's eyes and met him at once, and then looked away very naturally.

A villager next to him suddenly said: "You must eat meat, otherwise these Persians will be unhappy."

Su Qian suddenly realized that the villagers ate the meat immediately after receiving it, so he also bowed his head and ate the roast beef they sent gracefully.

Seeing Su Qian eating the beef, the old man's expression immediately became much better.He crossed his hands on his shoulders, bowed in Su Qian's direction, and said in the words of the Central Plains: "May the true God bless you."

Su Qian smiled at the old man, led the horse and turned around to find the inn.

In fact, the Red Clothes Sect, the Ming Sect, and the Fire Worship Sect are three different sects, but they come from the same source. The salesman just didn't know it, so they became one.Zoroastrianism is Wojiao, the most primitive sect from Persia.Lu Weilou, the leader of Mingjiao, and Assassin, the leader of Hongyijiao, were originally the elders of Wojiao, and they came to the Central Plains to develop because of their different understandings of the teachings.

Leaving Mingjiao aside, before Su Qian came out, Pei Yuan gave a thousand and one warnings—don't mess with Hongyi!

Pei Yuan told Su Qian three things in total, this is one of them.

Su Qian's martial arts can be said to be among the first in the world, and his lightness kung fu is superb. Naturally, he is not afraid of those followers who come from ordinary people.Pei Yuan's care is of course something happened, and there are reasons to follow, which shows how unfavorable Assassin is!

Su Qian was leaning halfway on the bed in the inn, squinting his eyes and playing with the Moon Breaker Knife. The bright Moon Breaker Knife twirled and danced between his fingers, like a glimmer of light.

The shadow of the knife is like the moon, and the moonlight is like water.

The author has something to say: I deeply feel that this article can be renamed "Journey to the Great Tang Mountains and Rivers"...