The Melancholy of the National Teacher

A few days later, the south slope of the side peak of Erlong Mountain.

Beside the sinkhole where the tunnel collapsed, [-] people were surrounding the sinkhole, busy like a group of ants, digging, measuring, sampling, and drawing pictures.

These people are all dressed in black leather armor, with Miao knives hanging from their waists, and they wear black cloth scarves to cover their faces. The hem of the scarf is embroidered with a white thread with a swallow flying, which shows the identity of these people. The identity is none other than Da'an Dark Guard, Feiyan Guard.

The attendant who was chasing after the emperor in the star station is also here. He is also dressed as Feiyanwei. The flying swallow bordered by gold silk on the scarf means that he is the captain who leads the 18-member team. He does not need to go down personally. Therefore, the busy Feiyan guards also ignored this young man who was leaning against the icicle hanging from the mountain wall and sighing.

When he sighed three times, finally a colleague couldn't help asking: "My lord, what are you worrying about?"

"I feel a little uncomfortable," the waiter replied, "I always have a bad feeling that something will happen soon."

This ordinary sentence actually made all the Feiyan guards below stop their movements.

With only their eyes exposed, they exchanged a look, and one of them gestured to retreat, and the seventeen Feiyan guards jumped out of the pit in a uniform manner.

The movements of these people are as light as black cats, and their feet in the snow leave only shallow footprints. In a moment, they are more than ten feet away from the pit. The Feiyan guard who was gesticulating before was sure that this is already safe. Only then did they make a gesture to the waiter who looked at them blankly.

To explain this gesture more elegantly, it is to ask the servant to stand back three feet away, but to speak more rudely, one word is enough to describe it accurately.

roll.

The waiter was very hurt.

After waiting for a stick of incense, nothing happened on the snow slope, and the seventeen Feiyan guards stopped showing vigilance and gathered around the servants again.

"My lord, please don't talk nonsense in the future, okay?" said the colleague who had asked before.

The servant said awkwardly, "It's not that I'm unlucky every time, it's only because you make such a fuss like you're facing a formidable enemy."

"It's better to be cautious," said Fei Yanwei, who ordered the servant to leave. "The subordinates have been in contact with the lord for so long, and they have nothing to say about the unpredictable luck of the lord."

The waiter chuckled.

"Okay, did you find any clues?"

The Feiyan guards all got serious, and someone said first: "The direction is right, the national teacher stayed here a few days ago."

They chattered about their discoveries.

"There used to be a tunnel under here. The structure of the tunnel is wrong. The soil layer is loose and easy to collapse. The soil of Erlong Mountain seldom has this kind of structure."

"When it collapsed, 33 people were buried below, eight snow goats, and five earth dragons."

"No one died, six snow goats ran away, and two died... The national teacher's attack this time is not as light as his."

"Before us, someone else came here and rescued the buried people...These people dug up the slush very professionally, without leaving any traces. It can be inferred that these people were the ones who dug the tunnel."

Waiter: "Then we can figure it out?"

"A trap for the national teacher," Feiyan Wei said, who gave the order, "I don't know what method they used to lure the national teacher into the trap, but as we know..."

When the strength of both sides is like clouds and mud, no kind of trap will succeed.

The servant thought for a moment, and said: "Send the information back to the imperial capital, and we will continue to follow up."

The seventeen Feiyan guards around looked at him, and one of them said: "But my lord, the reason why everyone stayed here for so long is because I lost the whereabouts of the national teacher."

There was an awkward silence down the mountain wall.

The servant rested his forehead with one hand, and after being at a loss for a moment, he waved his hand: "Look around in several directions, there will always be clues..."

"I have a clue here."

A strange voice said leisurely.

The eighteen flying swallow guards were terrified. They jumped high, like black swallows skimming the water, skimming the white snow slope lightly. Their movements were quick, but they were not moving forward, but retreating rapidly.

The next moment, the ice and snow quietly dormant on the ground were attracted by an invisible force, like an invisible hand, pinching the falling ice and snow into various shapes, and the strangely shaped snow blocks blocked the retreating path of the Feiyan Guards. Several transparent ice walls formed on the ground, instantly besieging the Feiyan guards on the snowy slope in an ice prison.

A Feiyan guard hacked the ice wall with a miao knife, but only left a few white marks on the ice wall.

The cold air surged in the ice prison, the servant rubbed his hands, raised his head, and saw the person standing on the cliff.

That's a very clean looking guy.

White hair, white skin, and white clothes, he stood on the cliff, his snowy hair was blown by the wind, and it seemed that he almost merged with the snow.

The only two colors on this person are not plain white, one is the golden bell tied on the tip of the hair, and the other is the bright red eyes.

The waiter murmured the person's name.

"Big witch... the snow is all over the slope."

"Ah," said Xue Manpo, "Young man, you know me."

The servant forcefully exhaled the turbid air in his chest, and while mourning his own luck again, he replied: "Our national teacher's defeated general, former national teacher Xue Manpo, aren't you dead?"

"Probably because I was too resentful when I died, so I came back from Styx." Xue Manpo smiled and said amazing words, "It just so happens that I also have something to ask your national teacher, since I'm on the way, let's go together .”

The seventeen Feiyan guards had stiff expressions, while the servants wanted to cry but had no tears.

Just when the unlucky servant wanted to say something more, Xue Manpo took a step sideways, pointed to a stone statue behind him, and said, "Two people, this is a gift from me to you great witch, for you!" I'll take it on the road."

Wouldn't the emperor cut off his head if he brought this kind of gift to the national teacher?The Feiyan guards who had this doubt were silent for a while, knowing that this person was powerful, they didn't dare to talk too much. The Feiyan guard who had gestured before and another person went to lift up the stone statue, and the other people gathered closer together, holding the servant hide.

One of the Feiyan guards quietly gestured to the servant, telling him to take care of himself.

The waiter nodded silently.

Xuemanpo didn't seem to notice their little tricks.

"Let's go, your national teacher, now you can only go to the Sunita black market."

***

After crossing the sharp ridge of Erlong Mountain, you can go down the hillside and enter Qiongshui.

Qiongshui originates from Dongqing Lake at the foot of Daxue Mountain, and flows into the inland sea between Qinglu and Zhonglu, like a belt, separating Qinglu and Zhonglu. This river is called Zhugeer in Qinglu, which means flowing down from the sky. of nectar.

In winter, its surface will be covered with a thick layer of ice. In December, merchants from Central and Qinglu will come here like migrating flocks of birds, driving cattle, sheep and horses, bringing their goods. , They spread straw mats on the frozen Qiongshui, set up tents, and exchanged ideas with each other.

There will be thousands of people participating in the rally, and all kinds of rare things are transported here from all directions, such as the pearl of Nanhanhai, which is bigger than the mouth of a bowl, the porcelain painted with elegant patterns in Dongchu County, the golden nan and agarwood in the deep mountains of southern Xinjiang, Pingyang County Rice wine from Qinglu, cattle and sheep from Qinglu, and the most popular horses will all appear in the rally.

Of course, there is also a kind of goods that are very convenient in circulation no matter in the middle land or the Qinglu land - slaves.

Wu Lun and the child who was tied up by the straw rope on the opposite side looked at each other for a moment, and took a bite of the grilled fish expressionlessly.

At this moment, he was dressed in such a way that it was completely impossible to see that he was once a slave.

The robe is made of brocade-trimmed silk quilting, and the boots made of lambskin are worn on his feet. The black bear fur coat that can wrap him twice is worth a piece of gold, but the Master of Da'an does not blink his eyes and spends money. After buying it, there seems to be a bit of disgust in the look.

Uren had nothing to say, after all, it was bought for him.

After Helian Yu washed his face, combed his hair, tied it into a pigtail, and put on a round fox fur cap, he looked no different from a barbarian noble boy.

The freshly baked aristocratic boy got a silver coin, and Helian Yu told him that he could buy whatever he liked, and it didn’t matter if he walked casually, he had a way to find him—Ulun felt that this sentence sounded more like a threat—and then Turning around in a hurry, it was as silent as a drop of water melting into the sea when it disappeared into the crowd.

Ulun led the bleating snow goat and stood there for a while, then squeezed into the crowd from the other direction.

After all, he is a young man, even if he is faced with the matter of the sky falling, he can forget it as long as he relaxes for a moment. Ulun, who grew up in the deep mountains, has never seen so many interesting and fun things. He has one tent and one tent. After strolling around, he didn't feel bad about spending money like running water, and at the end he took the grilled fish, and he had already spent the last ten copper coins that he had lost.

He squatted next to the slave booth to eat, and when he heard the sound of swallowing, he raised his head and faced the slave boy opposite him.

The posture of the two people squatting on the ground is exactly the same.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, the slave cub was swallowing his saliva all the time, while Uren speeded up the speed of gnawing the fish.

On the wooden stick was the tail of the fish with a large piece of meat remaining.

Uren tossed the fish tail and the wooden stick to the slave cub, turned and walked away leading the snow goat.

He hadn't walked a few steps when he heard a sudden noise nearby.

"Which bastard who deserves to kill a thousand knives stole my money!"

The one who yelled was a barbarian man with shoulders as wide as a giant ape and a body like an iron tower, nine feet high. Turning his head, Uren flinched subconsciously when he saw such a strong man, and then remembered that he was no longer that arbitrary man. The little slave, who was beaten and scolded by others, straightened his back again.

Standing in the crowd, this barbarian looks like he stands out from the crowd. Because of his loud roar, a road suddenly diverges from the huge crowd. Wu Lun was trying to avoid it, when suddenly he heard a sharp voice shouting: "It's him! People are thieves."

"It's this kid who is obviously a slave, but can wear such nice clothes, he must be a thief!"

Ulun, who wore a yellow robe and didn't look like a prince, was startled and turned around suddenly, and found that the slave boy who was picking up his fish bones and gnawed on him was crushed by a group of big slaves, and took the fish bones away. The slave who went in pointed at him and yelled, the malice in his eyes was like a bucket of ice water was poured on Uren's head, making him shiver from the cold.

The path between the giant man and Uren was moved away. Uren and the giant man's bloodshot eyeballs met their gazes, and the instinct of the past drove him to turn around and run.

He nimbly got into one tent, and then got out of another tent. The straw mat that was spread on the ice was blown away by him, and he threw the giant man away amidst the shouts of countless people.

The next ones chasing behind him were dozens of thugs armed with long sticks to maintain the order of the market. These thugs were more familiar with the road than Uren, and they drove Uren to a dead end in a short while.

Fortunately, Uren has seen a savior.

The noise made He Lianyu, who was asking the businessman about medicinal materials, turn around. He was surprised to see his nephew running over with tears from the corners of his eyes. The witch was in a daze for a moment, because this scene was too familiar. When he was still in Tianjing City, He is still a little witch studying at Xingtai, every time Xingtai is on vacation, Le Dao accompanies him to go shopping, no matter what they say at the beginning, they are all chased away from the market by a group of people in the end.

He let out a low sigh, let out a gust of wind, and carried Uren forward. Before the child fell into his arms, the thug who took the lead had already grabbed Uren's hat feathers.

He Lianyu held the muscular arm of the thug leader, and pressed down hard.

The straw mat on the floor flew up, and the thug's foot slipped, and he was crushed to his knees by the huge force.

At the same time, the thug leader raised his head, and his gaze met Helian Yu's drooping gaze under the bird's beak.

"Why are you?!" shouted the beater.