Suo Jinling

The sky is clear, the wind is smooth, the heavy snow for several days and nights finally stopped, the meandering stream freezes, the vegetation bends and collapses, and the mighty team occupies the open grassland. People set up rings and fences on the flat ground. Rows of leather drums are set up, and the fence is full of sharpened bamboos. If someone throws them off the ring, they will be stabbed in the gut and die immediately.

The selection of Gele is an annual event in Beiyi. All the tents of Gele came from their respective fiefs. After unloading the goods, they rushed to the Great Khan's main tent to have an audience. The head of Gele, standing on both sides of the main tent, looked at the utensils that Gele had brought in one by one, and only put the person into the main tent after confirming that there was no threat.

Along with Gele, there are also many young Gele who have just closed their accounts. It is a supreme honor to be promoted from small Gele to Gele. If you are promoted to Gele, you will have your own fief cattle and sheep, and you can also take the lead in selecting women from the clan. Enter the account and strengthen your own power, so the selection is not the little Gele's own business. The responsible Gele will personally teach, and will watch the battle outside the fence during the selection. Same face.

Randuer and Lan Xinhong lined up on both sides, with blank expressions on each other and no intention of talking. The rest of Gele knew that the two were incompatible, and did not want to step forward to touch their bad luck. The women who followed the tent pulled up the curtains and shrank inside, each of them didn't want to stand out.

The wind is bleak and cool, and the drums are beating heavily, setting off a turbulent sea. The 24 young Gele file forward and draw lots to assign opponents. The winner enters the next round of selection. He could have been saved from death, but his face was shamed, and he was like a street rat in Beiyi from then on, so he didn't want to stand out again.

Gele couldn't hold a sword in the selection, and even had to remove the sharp objects on his body. Lan Jingming handed Jin Ling to Vanura for safekeeping, and the rest of the condiments and fruits from hunting were left to Lao Tuzhen and the accompanying women.

After the drum beat three times, the Great Khan Lanchi Aguda walked out of the main tent, came outside the fence, and sat on a high platform made of animal skins. One piece, Lanchi Aguda raised his palm to signal, and ordered the selection to begin.

Lan Jingming stood silently in the corner holding the cloth in his palm.

He played in the third round, and his opponent was Lan Abo, who had been promoted to Little Gele for five years. Lan Abo was a kid when he was young, and he always went to various tents to laugh and have fun. Sensuality, a pair of dark eyes, I don't know what he is thinking.

The sound of drums and trumpets shook the sky beside him. The winner of the first round was decided. One little Gele was dragged out immediately with blood flowing like rivers. He was bleeding and foaming from his nose, and fainted on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Even if he survived by chance, he could only rest for half a day, and had to play in the second round.

There is no reason for the selection to stop halfway, and there is no gap to rest and recuperate. Whoever can stand and survive to the end will be the final winner.

The drummer called out the names of Lan Jingming and Lan Abo, and when Lan Jingming walked onto the stage, there was still a lingering smell of blood in the blades of grass, Lan Abo snorted coldly, took off his robe quietly, revealing his strength With a strong upper body, there are fangs carved out by the tip of a knife on his chest. The bloodstains on his flesh and blood have not faded, and there are faint bruises.

Lan Jingming clenched his fists and walked around the side of the field twice. Before he could stand firm, Lan Abo rushed towards him like an arrow that had left the string.

Lan Jingming rolled down on the spot, raised his foot suddenly and hooked the opponent to the ground. He threw his fist and hit Lan Abo on the bridge of the nose. The person who was punched was bleeding from the mouth and nose. Not to be outdone, Lan Abo raised his foot to Then he kicked violently, and the kicked Lan Jingming's internal organs were displaced, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The two were aroused by the blood, and the drums beside them rang loudly, making people's chests numb, and their ears buzzing constantly. At first they had some tricks, but later they turned into two little beasts, hugging each other and rolling around. I will give you a kick, and beat the opponent until his nose is bruised and his face is swollen. The two are about the same size and strength, and neither of them can kill the other. In the end, Lan Jingming's endurance was better, and he kicked Lan Abo to the end of the field. Lan Abo slid down the sharp bamboo pole , cut through his thigh and bled profusely, and fainted on the ground unconscious.

Lan Jingming stood on the stage, gasping for breath. Just now, Lan Abo stabbed straight at the bamboo tip. At the very moment, he pulled the opponent, unable to hold back the force for a while, his ankle was stuck on the edge of the stage, and now he regained his sanity, his wrist seemed to be pulled The skin was excruciatingly painful.

The drum beater told him to go down, but Lan Jingming limped off, moved to a corner and nestled, his ankles were swollen to the size of a steamed bun, and he could hardly move.

Before the selection was over, no one would deliver medicine, let alone treat injuries. Lan Jingming lay on his back on the grass, enduring wave after wave of pain. He grabbed a handful of Can Xue and pressed half of it on his feet. Press the other half on the face and take a few deep breaths to melt the snow foam and soak into the cold skin.

I don't know how long this time has passed, he was half asleep, half awake, dazed, dazed and then awake, awake and dazed again, when he woke up again, the drum was beating loudly, and the drummer shouted his name, and he tore off the strip of cloth , Wound the ankle into a dead knot, went up to fight another round, and was worthy of winning the round.

When he came down, he passed by Landauzhen. Landauzhen rushed two steps and deliberately bumped into his shoulder, causing him to stagger and almost fell off the field.

Lan Jingming didn't bother to look back, raised his palm and rubbed his shoulders, went back to the tree and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the next round.

This selection lasted from early morning to late night, and from late night to early morning light. The drummers changed three times. Lan Chi Aguda sat quietly on the stage without eating or drinking, like a piece of steel and iron. The heavy monument guards the entire grassland.

When the sun was shining brightly, there were only two people left at the end. Lan Daozhen and Lan Jingming walked on the stage and each took their positions.

Landau was born with great strength. He was able to carry a tripod since he was a child, but his body was not very flexible and his will was even weaker. The last time he was held down by Lan Jingming in a hurry, he was dragged back to the tent to humiliate him, and then he was humiliated by his own family, Gelelan. Xinhong carried him back to the tent and suffered a painful beating. He thought about it for several days and became more and more angry. He really carved a little bastard on his neck, forcing himself to remember the past and come back to seek revenge on Lan Jingming.

There was loud drumming all around, and Landao really tore off his robe, revealing the mighty bastard, and shook Lan Jingming twice.

Lan Jingming was stunned, dazed for a moment, Landao really pounced, like a cheetah, threw Lan Jingming on his body, and punched his eyes.

At the critical moment, Lan Jingming dodged suddenly, the ear bones were blown by the strong wind, and the fist hit the ground, shaking up a piece of grass.

There were exclamations from all around, and some people clapped their hands and applauded.

Lan Jingming moved from left to right, with fists blowing in his ears, whirring waves of mighty waves, Landaozhen's palms kept blowing into a ball one after another, the grass was crushed into fine powder, fine particles rubbed into his eyes, Lan Jingming couldn't dodge in time, The ear bone was smashed into the soil, and this blow was so powerful that his brain buzzed and his eyes turned black. Landao really seized the opportunity, grabbed his forehead and swung it down, making a loud bang.

The drumbeat stopped for a moment, and the overwhelming cheers sounded. The sound was near and far away, and the noise covered the breath.

Lan Jingming lay on the ground, the goshawk's wings rolled up the waves, and he flew into the clouds with his body on his back. The strong wind rolled up the snow waves, and he raised his hand to touch the clouds. Grass, rolled into cotton balls.

As if... back in the swaddle.

A wisp of sandalwood came from his nose, suddenly near, now far, now thick, now faint, like a thin hook, which made him stagger forward.

The bedding was scattered in a pool, the back fell into the soil, the coolness hit along the back, the blisters trapped in the body burst, Lan Jingming staggered to stand up, the world was spinning in front of his eyes, blood flowed down like a stream, and wet the soil under his feet.

The cheers stopped abruptly, and there was no sound around him. It seemed that no one believed that he could still get up and clenched his fists.

Landao really raised his neck, snorted coldly, the little bastard was stuck in his neck, shaking back and forth on it like showing off his might.

Lan Jingming bowed his back, squinted his eyes, turned into a hunting beast, and pounced on his opponent.

Landao really was knocked back two steps, almost fell off the platform, he didn't know where Lan Jingming got the strength, as if he was flashing back, knocked him staggeringly, hit his back against the railing, almost fell into the bamboo sea.

Landaozhen's Adam's apple was rolling, his mind was swaying, and the corner of his eyes swept across the crowd. A Niang squeezed inside, covering her lips and looking at him with tears in her eyes. Landaozhen came to his senses and rushed towards Lan Jingming. The two rolled into a ball again, choking each other Holding the opponent's neck, wrapping the opponent's legs, both necks are red and eyeballs are protruding, but they still refuse to let go.

The veins on the two of them protruded, and their hands and feet were strangled into gourds. Lan Jingming liked to ride horses and run, and his heart was full of energy. Landaozhen's face was green and his lips were white when he was pinched. , obviously can't hold it anymore.

There was a burst of crying from the crowd, and Landau's real mother screamed heart-piercingly, squeezed through the crowd and rushed up the stage, her wrists and feet were pricked with bamboo thorns, and she seemed to feel no pain. It only fell on Landauzhen's face.

Lan Jingming looked at the palm, the blood rushing to the top of his head slowly faded away, his strength slackened, and he let go of his hand by accident, the whole person fell obliquely and landed beside Landozhen.

Landau was really choked by the sudden air wave, he coughed twice, he tilted his head and couldn't move.

A few people jumped onto the stage below to check the status of the two of them. Lando was really unconscious, but Lan Jingming was still alive.

Lan Jingming became the final winner.

Lan Xinhong's face turned red and turned pale, he buried his head and spat fiercely, with both hands outward, he broke the whip in two and fell hard to the ground.

The drums on the sidelines burst out, and the horns blew toward the sky. After noon, the sky became dark, and dark clouds came from the horizon, covering one area of ​​the world.

"My son is brave." Lanchi Aguda spread his arms, and let the two beauties come forward to help him put on his fur shoulders. "Come to my tent immediately, and I have a heavy responsibility for you."