Sha Po Lang

Without changing his face, Gu Yun calmly took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Chang Geng.

There was no letter in the envelope, it was just a piece of skin, and there was a cold smell that seemed to be a mixture of agarwood and baldwood.

The night before, Xuanying found three envelopes from the robbed Xiangshi. This is one of them. The smell of the three envelopes is different. In such a short period of time, even if he confessed, Gu Yun might not believe it.

Among the three envelopes, the only one that Gu Yun could tell the source of was this one.

According to legend, this incense was made by the emperor of the former dynasty who believed in evil spirits and heretics, and ordered the palace people to make it to help him get promoted to immortality. It is called "Yuhuang Incense". Yes, the taste is really different from the incense commonly used in the palace.

The first emperor secretly told him that although this product smells good, it is also known as "Shang Guo Xiang", and it is fine to light it once in private.

Many years have passed, but Gu Yun is still deeply impressed by this "fragrance of subjugation".

Just now Chang Geng tensed up, Gu Yun noticed it immediately, before he could write in his hands, he began to think about the possibility of throwing the envelope out to be fooled.

Gu Yun thought about it for a while, and said in his heart: "Take one out of three, it's okay, it's quite sure, if it doesn't work, then the soldiers will block it, and the water will come and the earth will cover it."

Fortunately, he is the only one who knows this "certainty". Others can only see his superficial certainty, so they have to calm down along with him.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, he took the envelope, brought it up to his nose and sniffed it several times, his expression changing unpredictably.

Chang Geng thought: "Do you want to do it?"

Gu Yun patted the back of his tense hand leisurely.

The middle-aged man raised his head to look at Gu Yun again, his expression became more serious, and he said: "My son, Zhai Song, is the leader of this group of merchant ships. I don't know where the master came from and where is he going?"

This is slang, Chang Geng wrote it down in Gu Yun's palm.

Gu Yun opened his mouth for the first time, and said, "Come from the ground, go to Haoli."

The middle-aged man who called himself Zhai Song seemed taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and his voice weakened slightly: "Then...then I will trouble Mr. Xiang, please."

Gu Yun stood motionless, deaf and thoughtful, until Chang Geng gently pulled him, and he was led forward by Chang Geng expressionlessly. gentlemen".

Then Gu Yun's wide cuffs covered it, and Chang Geng wrote in Gu Yun's palm: "How does foster father know their slang words?"

This was actually the conversation between the two crew members that Xuanying overheard when he was ordered to monitor the merchant ship the night before, and reported it to him in detail. Gu Yun actually didn't know what it meant at all, and he was still a fool.

He blew to Chang Geng like a wolf with a big tail: "I know everything."

Chang Geng: "..."

A group of people boarded the Dongying merchant ship smoothly, and several Dongying people came out one after another, looking curiously at the legendary Mr. Xiang.

Dongying was influenced by Daliang, and the culture of gods and Buddhas prevailed. Many people saw a monk following Gu Yun, and came out to say hello.

Chang Geng looked at these Dongying people calmly—there were more people than he had imagined. In the name of escorting merchant ships, they all wore long knives, and some of them had iron wrist buckles and weird darts on their trouser legs and wrists.When they got close, they could smell the faint smell of blood on their bodies.

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly from behind, and a masked Dongying man landed behind Gu Yun without anyone noticing, without saying a word, he slashed at Gu Yun's back with a scimitar.

Chang Geng's reaction was extremely quick, the sword was not out of its sheath, and it had already caught the opponent's scimitar.

The Dongying man screamed strangely, his thin body twisted into a weird arc, his whole body was like a snake without bones, the scimitar became a sinister letter in his hands, and he stabbed Chang Geng seven times in succession, and at the same time Suddenly, a flower bloomed on his left shoulder, and a Japanese boomerang rushed towards Gu Yun unexpectedly.

And that Gu Yun didn't know whether it was just an act or what to do, but he stood there completely motionless, as if he didn't feel anything!

In desperation, Chang Geng split the scabbard from the sword body in two, threw the scabbard viciously, and knocked the boomerang away when it almost brushed against Gu Yun's chest.

It was not the first time that Chang Geng fought with someone, nor was it the first time that he was in such a dangerous situation, but it was the first time that someone almost hurt his little adoptive father in front of him. A thin layer of red appeared in his eyes for an instant, and the bones of Wuer on his body Suddenly there is a tendency to move around.

He let out a low cry, and jerked his wrists down abruptly, using his usual moves to deal with the sword puppet, the scimitar in Dongying's hand trembled violently, almost being bent, and before the opponent could withdraw the knife, Chang Geng kicked it Kicked on his waist.

Legend has it that some Dongying people lurked and assassinated in order to fly over the eaves and walls, and their bodies must be thinner than ordinary people. This snake-like man must be the best among them. Unable to hold the knife any longer, he staggered away.

Chang Geng didn't want to let him go, he picked up the scimitar on the ground with his toes, and nailed it in front of the Dongying man, the long sword turned in his palm, and it was about to split the Dongying man in half.

This matter was all in the blink of an eye, no one was able to react, no matter whether they were enemies or friends, they saw that Chang Geng was about to kill him, three "Stop" rang out at the same time.

Several oriental long knives stretched out from all directions at the same time, blocking Chang Geng's unparalleled sword wind with all hands and feet.

The stunned monk understood that he had time to wipe off his sweat—the words that Chang Geng threatened to stab him to death the night before turned out to be serious.

Chang Geng whispered: "Get out of the way."

Zhai Song rushed over and said repeatedly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. This Mr. Shangchuan came to Daliang for the first time and didn't understand the rules. When he saw the little brother with a knife on his body, he wanted to make a joke. There are a lot of little brothers and adults. Don't get acquainted with him."

Chang Geng's slightly red eyes stared at the snake man who shrank back behind him, and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "A joke?"

Di Song accompanied him with a smile, and turned to Gu Yun who was standing aside as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Zhang..."

Looking at that numb face, he remembered that these top incense masters could neither see nor hear, so he took a step forward, wanting to reach out and pat Gu Yun's arm.

Before the person touched him, there was a sudden gust of wind coming from behind him. Fortunately, Zhai Song reacted quickly, otherwise he would be in danger below his wrist.

Chang Geng: "Don't touch him!"

Zhai Song: "..."

Among this group of people, one can't hear, the other can't speak, a pair of half-grown children who look like drumsticks and clubs, and this one can speak on their behalf, and the scabbard of the murder weapon in his hand hasn't been picked up yet. .

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

At this moment, Gu Yun finally spoke: "What are you still doing here? Don't miss the departure time of the boat."

He seemed completely unaware of the thrilling conflict just now.

Zhai Song hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "It's exactly, they're all one family..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Yun had already raised one hand as if no one else was there. Chang Geng paused, then used the tip of his sword to pick up the scabbard on the ground, put the sword back into the sheath, stepped forward to catch Gu Yun's hand, and supported him. go inside.

Knowing that the monk had no choice but to break it, he walked around the frightened Dongying crowd in a friendly manner, and found a handful of rotten wood beads from nowhere. The lacquer leather has been rubbed off by the monks over time, and it has become a bunch of mottled small-leaf red sandalwood.

The pretty monk with a white face also in mottled clothes had a smile on his face and silently chanted scriptures. While saving the group in front of him, he rushed Ge Pangxiao and Mrs. Cao to catch up.

This time, the Dongying people they met along the way all watched their backs as if they were facing an enemy, and no one dared to go up to say hello for a while.

Chang Geng nervously took Gu Yun all the way to the room specially prepared for Xiangshi on the merchant ship. He carefully glanced outside the door before closing the door. Chang Geng turned around: "Yi..."

Gu Yun turned around and raised a finger to his mouth.

With Gu Yun's ear strength at this time, unless he yelled loudly next to his ear, he couldn't hear anything clearly.

The surroundings were so quiet that for him there were only whispers, but he could tell from the air current caused by Chang Geng's quick turn when he closed the door that the child might want to talk to him, so he stopped him first.

Gu Yun's special medicine was prescribed when he was in his early ten years, by an expert from the old master's old department. Before that, he had endured the inconvenience of seeing and hearing.

The old Hou Ye was half a life of iron and blood, strict with self-discipline, even stricter than self-discipline is the law son, who doesn't know how to write the word "beloved", no matter whether Gu Yun can see it or not, no matter what he feels in his heart, the kung fu that should be practiced He has to practice, and the iron puppet will never show any mercy because of his inconvenient eyes and ears.That's not the sword puppet he used to coax Chang Geng to play with - although the sword puppet looks terrifying, but after being specially adjusted, it will stop at the end when fighting with people, and the sword in its hand will not hurt anyone.

The real iron puppets are a group of unreasonable iron beasts when they start their hands, so who cares about this?

He has to deal with them through his weak sight and hearing and the flowing wind around him, and no matter how hard the young Gu Yun tries, he will never be able to keep up with the old master's demands on him, every time he just adapts to a Speed ​​and strength will be increased immediately.

Old Master Hou's original words were: "Either you stand up by yourself, or you find a beam to hang to death, the Gu family would rather die than leave waste."

This sentence is like a cold steel nail, it was nailed into Gu Yun's bones when he was very young, and he couldn't take it out for life. When the old Hou Ye passed away and Gu Yun entered the palace, he didn't dare to relax one day. .

This kind of extreme senses developed over the years can always help him cover up a little bit on some occasions, which is why he doesn't wear thick clothes unless his mortal body can't bear the cold.

Because the heavy fox fur and bloated cotton clothes will affect his feeling.

Gu Yun fumbled in the air for a while, and wrote on Chang Geng's palm: "The one who fought against you just now is an Japanese ninja, those people are very good at sneaking around, be careful that walls have ears."

Chang Geng lowered his head, couldn't help but grabbed Gu Yun's calloused hand, and then he let out a long, churning anger in his chest, and shook his head mockingly - Gu Yun was always calm and frightened. It was always he who was half dead.

Gu Yun was puzzled, he didn't know why he was sighing so well, he turned his head to "look" at him, and raised one eyebrow.

Taking advantage of his blindfold, Chang Geng stared at him wantonly.

Gu Yun touched his head along his arm, and patted his head.

Chang Geng closed his eyes, and almost wanted to rub against his hand, so Xuan resisted it.

He took off Gu Yun's hand and wrote: "This is the first time I see this kind of battle with my adoptive father, I feel a little uncertain and a little scared."

What he feared the most was the moment when the Japanese man flew the boomerang to Gu Yun's chest.

Gu Yun seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled.

Chang Geng: "What are you laughing at?"

"I was too indulgent with you," Gu Yun wrote flamboyantly on his palm, "If I dared to say the word 'fear' in front of my father back then, I would have been punished."

Chang Geng silently thought: "Then why don't you ever hit me?"

Not only did he never hit him, but he rarely even spoke harshly, and he would never be more than three words harsh.

At the very beginning, he was afraid when facing the sword-serving puppet, and he couldn't get used to it. Gu Yun never showed too much disappointment or impatient expression. After more than a year, Chang Geng recalled that it was not a puppet. The eyes of the strict senior teaching the younger generation are more like watching a child playing clumsily with a smile.

Gu Yun wrote again: "It is very troublesome for Dongying people to use their hands. There are many small tricks, but there are not many real masters. You can see that his boomerang is aggressive, but the trajectory is actually curved. It is just to test whether I am really blind or not. That's all, the Dongying people on this boat are nothing to be afraid of, what I'm worried about is their destination."

Merchant ships have to slowly leave the inland from the passage between the sea and the canal, enter the sea and head east, and send the live animals to the mainland of Japan, passing through several inspection stations.

The spice ship must be accompanied by a perfumer, and the inspected samples must be handed in when passing the inspection station, so no matter what the real purpose of these merchant ships is, there must always be a perfumer to cover up.

After the boat sailed for more than ten days, Ge Pang sneaked into Gu Yun's room secretly: "Hou...Mr. Zhang, Brother Chang Geng."

After speaking, he saw the blindfold on Master Gu's face, and muttered again: "Forget that he is deaf."

As he spoke, he began to take things out of his arms. First, there were two compasses, and then a box that kept emitting white steam. A lot of things, take them out... I didn't see him "thin".

Chang Geng: "What is this? Something is still burning inside?"

Ge Pangxiao said with a small smile: "Hey, Ziliujin."

Chang Geng was surprised: "Don't you think it's hot?"

Ge Pangxiao took off his clothes, and saw a dark board on his chest, which was used for heat insulation on the place where the short cannon was mounted on the heavy armor. Stomach: "Iron bellyband!"

Gu Yun took off the blindfold, put on the glazed mirror, and leaned over to carefully look at Ge Pangxiao's masterpiece. He admired him very much. He felt that these brats usually knew how to play without knowing shit, but they left when they were so young. Yan Hui's courage to follow Chang Geng to the capital, although there may not be a gully in his heart, but he must have a lot of ideas.

Ge Pang Elementary School understood the monk's sign language and said: "Who stipulates that only women can wear bellybands?"

Gu Yun gave a thumbs up - that's right.

Chang Geng: "..."

The two compasses on the table were facing each other and turning in circles, so that the lips of the donkeys were not right. Ge Pangxiao gestured for the two of them to look at them, then lightly knocked on the table with his hand, and made a gesture of three——the compass has been in chaos for at least three days .

Gu Yun often goes out, so he can understand it at a glance. Mr. Feng Shui usually carries two compasses when he goes out. If one of them fails, he can know whether the compass is broken or there is a problem with the location by looking at the other one. General merchant ships and fishing boats would avoid places where the compass would fail, but this group of Dongying people not only did not dodge or dodge, but also deliberately drove in, and the route had undoubtedly deviated from the intended destination.

"Come from the ground, go to Artemisia", what exactly does "Artemisia" refer to?

Ge Pangxiao: "Fortunately, I also brought this."

As he spoke, he opened the small box that had been emitting white steam, and he saw a very delicate little thing inside. There was a small wheel that rotated rapidly in the middle, connected to a shaft, and there were several golden rings around the outer circle. , there is a seal character "Ling" engraved in the corner, which was actually produced by Lingshu Academy.

"This is the mold given by the Lingshu Academy. When it is turned, the axis will always point in one direction," Ge Pangxiao pointed out, "It is this one—it is more accurate than the compass, but it is only a waste of money, and the finished product has not yet come out." , I heard that it was rejected by the superiors, and the master and I secretly made one, and unloaded a bowl of purple gold from the elder brother's sword puppet before coming."

Gu Yun carefully stretched out his hand to pick up this little thing, it was so exquisitely made, he was afraid that his hand might break it: "If Shen Yi sees this thing, it's enough for him to promise him with his body."

Chang Geng felt chest tightness at his words.

Ge Pangxiao dug out a sheepskin map from nowhere, and spread it crumpled on the table. His short fingers gesticulated on it for a long while, and finally landed on a point.

"According to this direction, I deduced with Master Qingran that we are going to this place soon."