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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 is another man selling candied haws with straw sticks.
Sword Maid 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 specializes 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 of them to satisfy his hunger.
Fan Li's car was pulled steadily, and Chen Daole's old mother, Sun Shi, was lying on the quilt and fell asleep.
The sword maid was a little bored, eating candied haws with one hand and caressing the sword that Zhang Yiqing gave to Chen Daole and now the sword maid took it as her own.
asked:
"An official thinks you don't do it, but you want to follow us to Xueguan. What are you planning?"
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 am from Jin?"
"That's right."
"Man, after all, you have to eat. Since you have decided to eat at the table, 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 kindly trying 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 an ability, 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. 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 Lai Yingdu went to Xuehaiguan together to eat, the sword maid can see the clues.
But hell 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 nearby villages or Wubao Inns for lodging.
Set up two tents, one big and one small, Chen Daole's old lady slept in the big one, and Jian Maid slept in the small one.
The other four men all slept 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, and 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 pass through the woods tomorrow, I'll go pick some fruit, and make some syrup at night, and the line will be full again."
The middle-aged man¡¯s surname is He, and his name is He Chunlai. He worked as a laborer in Yupan City in his early years. Later, when the savage Chu people came, he fled to Yingdu with the refugees, and turned to the candied haws business.
"It's already winter, where are the fresh fruits?" asked the maidservant.
He Chunlai shook his head and said, "Fruits frozen into lumps are also delicious."
"Oh." The maidservant nodded.
Chen Daole gnawed on the pancakes in his hand and said, "As we travel eastward, the population is 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 what a man does!"
"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, looking at a person is not actually looking at what he said.Master, I am so sorry. "
"What's wrong?"
"Originally, I thought that when I grow up, when I kill Zheng Fan, I will be promoted to the first rank in one step, and the last step will be like the master you did when you were outside the city.
Now, ruined, my dream is gone. "
"Who is not good to learn from, but 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 should we do, master."
"Easy to handle."
The sword master put his index finger between the eyebrows of the sword maid,
Originally, he walked with a hunchback and a somewhat shallow 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 sword maid only felt her body go limp,
With a "plop", he fell to his knees on the ground,
at this time,
There is no sword energy flowing in her body anymore, as if the ninth-grade cultivation level 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,
He even coughed twice because of the strong wind at night, and he still looked sick.
"Master, master, you"
Juggernaut interrupted her,
road:
"Your dream has returned."
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