The devil is coming

Chapter 417 One Sword
Fan Li pulled the cart,
Sitting in the car were Chen Daole's mother and sword maid.
Chen Daole led the book boy and walked beside him.
Next to it, there is a man selling candied haws on a straw stick.
Jian Mai likes to eat candied haws, but if she buys too many candied haws in one go, it loses its flavor;
Therefore, Fan Li tied up a middle-aged man who specialized in selling candied haws, and went on the road with everyone. Jian Mai wanted to eat, so she took out her 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 craving.
Fan Li's car was pulled very steadily. Chen Daole's mother, Sun, was lying on the quilt and fell asleep.
The sword maid was a little bored. She was eating the candied haws in one hand and stroking the sword that Zhang Yiqing had given to Chen Daole.
asked:
"Some officials thought you didn't do anything, but you wanted to follow us to the Snow Customs. What are you trying to do?"
Chen Daole was not restrained. In fact, he was a prisoner just 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 like copying and writing, so I feel that if I go on the road with you, I can achieve greater success.
Besides, you are Uncle Hirano's people. If I follow you back, I will take advantage of you no matter what. "
"Hey, that's interesting." The sword maid spit out the core, licked her lips, and said, "You are so vulgar."
"Where is the custom?"
"I can't tell, it's just vulgar."
"Is it because I'm from Jin?"
"That's it."
"After all, people have to eat. Since you have decided to eat at the table, you will naturally eat at whichever table the food is best."
"That Zheng's meal is not that delicious."
"When you eat, you always eat based on your ability."
The sword maid rolled her eyes. She wanted to remind the scholar who saved her with good intentions, but since he insisted on doing so, she didn't care.
After all, Sword Maid has a skill. Despite her young age, she is a ghostly spirit who can almost see through the inner thoughts of that person through observation.
Chen Daole's hiding may be good in his own opinion and fits his image. He also gave a defensible reason.
But whether he is a pure scholar, whether the edges in his heart have been smoothed by reality, whether he came to Yingdu before and now whether they go to Xuehai Customs together for dinner, the sword maid can see the clues.
But the king of hell is hard to save and drive you to death. You can go if you want. Do you really think that Xueguan is so easy to get around? Wait until the blind man sifts through it. Do you think people can't tell what kind of person you are?Even though he is blind.
The group of people traveled during the day and slept in the open at night. They did not deliberately find a nearby village or Wubao Inn to stay.
Two tents were set up, one big and one small. Chen Daole slept in the big one and the sword maid slept in the small one.
The other four men were all sleeping on the floor.
Today's dinner consists of pancakes and vegetable soup. The vegetables are wild vegetables. The pancakes were bought a long time ago and are as hard as a stick head.
The sword maid was eating candied haws beside her, and old mother Chen Daole ate some pancakes and drank a bowl of soup, then went back to the tent to sleep. The old man was weak and even though he sat on the carriage all the way, he still felt tired.
"When I go through the woods tomorrow, I'll pick some fruits, and I'll make some syrup in the evening, and the queue will be full again."
The middle-aged man's surname is He, and his name is He Chunlai. In his early years, he worked as a laborer in Yupan City. Later, when the barbarian Chu people came, he fled to Yingdu with the refugees and switched to the candied haws business.
"It's already winter, where can we get fresh fruits?" asked the sword maid.
He Chunlai shook his head and said, "Fruits that are frozen into lumps are also delicious."
"Oh." The sword maid nodded.
Chen Daole held the pancake in his hand and gnawed on it while saying, "As we travel eastward, the population becomes increasingly sparse."
The sword maid said: "It will be lively when we get to Xuehaiguan."
Chen Daole nodded and said: "Yes, that's why I have always admired Uncle Pingye. He ran thousands of miles to fight in the snowy sea, beat dogs behind closed doors, and buried all 10,000+ savages. This is really what a man does!"
"Don't think so much, otherwise you will be disappointed when you meet the real person." The sword maid said.
"No, no, no, Chen is not flattering you. When you look at a person, you don't actually look at what he says or looks like, but you focus on what he does."
Fan Li chuckled.
Chen Daole continued: "The current general situation in the world is that the Yan people are powerful. Qianchu can only unite to resist the Yan army from going south. But the biggest problem is that Qianchu is a big country. After the Yan people annexed the three Jin lands, in a short time There is no way to digest it.
If the stall is too big, it is easy to make one mistake and lose everything. "
The swordswoman yawned. He was not interested in hearing what this scholar had to say about the overall situation in front of him. He should go back to sleep.
Fan Li continued to eat pancakes in silence. Unlike that night when he forcibly ordered Chen Daole to rescue the sword maid, he spoke very little in the next few days when he left Yingdu and rushed on the road.
The wind is a bit strong tonight, but what's even louder is the sound of footsteps.
After Fan Li put the last piece of cake into his mouth, he silently picked up the ax next to him. The ax was usually wrapped in cloth and was rarely opened.
When Chen Daole saw this, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately ended his fugue. He subconsciously wanted to find someone to do something with, but found that the sword Zhang Yiqing had given him earlier was in the sword maid's tent.
As a last resort, Chen Daole could only pick up a stone and hold it in his hand.
He Chunlai on the side saw this and didn't ask anything, but instinctively sensed something was wrong and silently raised his straw stick.
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
The sound of footsteps was very clear, and the other party seemed to have no intention of covering it up. Maybe, in the other party's view, it was already certain at such a close distance.
"Buzz!"
A man in black walked out of the woods, came to the bonfire, and shouted:
"Haha, Yangou, do you know who your grandfather is!"
"boom!"
Fan Li's ax hit it,
high speed,
A big ax is like a feather in his hand.
The man in black's head was cut off directly with an axe, and his headless body stood there, with water still pouring out of his neck.
After beheading people,
Fan Li seemed to have regained consciousness.
asked:
"who is it?"
Unfortunately, the man in black was unable to answer.
Maybe it was because the ax was too crisp, and the man in black with his head cut off should be the leader. Therefore, the next seven or eight men in black did not rush to fight, but looked at their boss. After the headless corpse stood there, it began to retreat unconsciously.
Soon, one person took the lead, and the others immediately ran back and escaped.
Come suddenly, go suddenly.
Fan Li put the ax on the ground, patted his knees and said:
"Sleep."
He was not interested. Who was the man in black who rushed out earlier? Was he a robbery team secretly sent from the nearby Wubao?Or someone from the Jin Dynasty's restoration forces?Or are they spies planted by other countries in Jin?
Fan Li didn't even bother to know this.
The bonfire was still burning, and Fan Li lay down next to it, placing his left hand under his head as a pillow and his right hand on his chest.
After a while
The snoring started already.
Chen Daole and He Chunlai looked at each other, with a hint of fear in each other's eyes.
However, Chen Daole still took action and cleaned the body and head, fearing to scare his mother when she got up in the morning.
This night, the rest was quiet.
The next morning, everyone got up.
The swordswoman walked out of the tent and squatted next to her with a toothbrush dipped in green salt and gargling her mouth. Although she had the goal of killing Zheng Fan when she grew up, this did not prevent her from falling in love with a little guy like Zheng Fan. Sophisticated and small clean living habits.
Breakfast is still pancakes, which is numbingly monotonous.
The group continued on the road,
Fan Li only focused on pulling the car and didn't ask about what happened last night.
Today, Chen Daole and He Chunlai were also much quieter.
The sword maid sitting on the trolley played with Chen Daole's mother, and the old woman's skill was better than that of the sword maid. The old man and the child laughed from time to time while playing.
When Chen Daole and He Chunlai were walking, they would secretly glance at Fan Li from time to time, because they were not used to the "absolute calmness" displayed by Fan Li.
If it were anyone else, today he would have been nervously discussing what happened last night, and even doubting who the two of them were.
But Fan Li didn't.
Because when the strength is high enough, the poem is at your feet and not far away.
Chen Daole couldn't help but look at the sword maid a few more times.
Others are still laying the foundation at such a young age, and as adults they have to grind it out step by step.
As a result, the girl in front of me had to advance first because her foundation was too strong.
The most terrifying thing is,
After advanced,
She also shed tears of regret.
Fan Li and Sword Maid only told him that they were going to Xuehai Customs and that they were from Uncle Ping Ye. As for the rest, Jian Maid deliberately did not tell him, while Fan Li was too lazy to tell him.
The breath of winter has arrived, and tonight, everyone will sleep in the woods.
He Chunlai took out the brown sugar from his bag, lit a bonfire and set up a pot, and then got up. He was going to find fruits in the forest.
The preparation of candied haws is never monotonous, and there are actually many things that can be used.
The sword maid asked curiously:
"Who do you go to for fruit?"
He Chunlai replied with a smile: "People are not necessarily the only ones who can hide fruits."
He Chunlai left for more than an hour.
Fan Li did not continue to wait for him to come back to make sugar, but started to cook vegetable soup. At the same time, he baked the pancakes by the campfire.
The soup is ready, the pancakes are baked, and the crust is a little crispy.
The sword maid reached out and took one from Fan Li's hand, but she didn't have much appetite and said:
"I miss the steamed buns in my house."
The steamed buns at Hirano's house are stuffed;
The three steamed buns are stuffed with shredded radish, stuffed bean paste, pickled vegetables, and cabbage. They are both vegetables and rice.
Fan Li nodded and said, "I will carry more on my back next time I go out."
In winter, steamed buns are stored for a long time and are not easy to spoil.
"Ah."
Even though I don’t like eating it, I still have to eat it.
Because the sword maid found that since she entered the ninth level that night, her appetite has increased.
It made her dislike it.
The reason I don’t like it is not that I will become fat. In this era, women who are too thin are often not popular. The so-called big butt is good for childbirth because of the low medical level in this era. Women with small body and thin body are prone to dystocia.
Sword Maid felt that she had been able to feed herself well in the past and didn't eat much. For example, when she was following her master Yuan Zhenxing, the master and his apprentice never had a single meal in the capital. At that time, she could eat half a steamed bun, no matter how old she was. It would be difficult for her to starve to death.
Now, she was a little panicked.
It can only be said that things in childhood can easily leave a shadow on children. Faced with the problem of her increased appetite, Jian Mai couldn't help but start thinking about who can support her after she kills Zheng Fan?
at last,
He Chunlai is back,
He was holding a package in his left hand and had blood on him.
He opened the package and found frozen fruits, including all kinds of fruits.
But the blood on his body did not come from wild beasts, although there should be wolves nearby.
Regarding the blood stains, Chen Daole wanted to ask, but didn't;
Fan Li and Sword Maid continued to eat. The little book boy didn't dare to look at them. The old woman had bad eyesight and went back to the tent to sleep after eating.
He Chunlai drank the last bit of vegetable soup.
Put down the bowl,
smiled,
Somewhat free and easy,
There is also some relief,
Road:
"I just went to kill some people, and those people are still there."
"Oh."
The sword maid responded and returned to her tent.
"Oh."
Fan Li also responded. He was not full, so he took out a piece of cake to bake again.
There aren't many pancakes left, but fortunately we're not far from Snow Customs.
He Chunlai felt like he had been punched in the cotton, feeling very uncomfortable.
"I can make candied haws, but I wasn't a lifu before."
"Ah."
Fan Li continued to bake pancakes.
He Chunlai bit his lip and looked at Chen Daole, who lowered his head.
The two of them are still not used to this kind of atmosphere. A confession doesn't feel like a confession, a showdown doesn't feel like a showdown, and a confrontation doesn't feel like a confrontation. It's like there are a group of lice on your body, scratching you desperately, so as not to make you cry out in pain. Come, but it's enough to make you restless.
Fan Li took out the almost baked pancake, separated it in half, and handed it to He Chunlai, who had only drank the soup before.
He Chunlai had no temper at all and reached out to take the pancake.
then,
"Hiss, hot!"
The pancakes have just been baked and are very hot.
Fan Li didn't take it seriously and continued to eat.
His physique is different from ordinary people. According to Xue San, if Ali is very hungry, he can swallow glass like a glass of milk.
He Chunlai's words could not be said after all.
At night, after Fan Li had eaten enough and lay down to sleep, He Chunlai began to boil the sugar in the only pot he had, and then poured it on the fruit.
wait until the next day,
His already empty straw stick was filled with candied haws.
Team, set off again.
by afternoon,
A cavalry team appeared in front, which was the sentinel cavalry of Xuehai Customs.
About a quarter of an hour later, another team came to respond.
The sword maid left the cart,
Fan Li tied the cushion to his shoulders again, held the sword maid up with his hand, and sat on it.
then,
Fan Li started running,
Run towards Snow Customs.
The remaining people will be escorted by snow customs sentries.
When it got dark, Fan Li ran into the south gate of Xuehaiguan without stopping, and continued running towards Pingye Uncle's Mansion.
at the door,
The sword maid jumped off Fan Li's shoulder. Instead of returning to the Earl's Mansion, she went to her master's place next door.
Fan Li scratched his head and returned to the mansion, but after wandering around, he found that there was no one in the mansion. After asking a servant, he found out that the Lord and the others had taken the princess to Fengxin City and had not come back yet.
……
Outside the small courtyard next to Mr. Hirano,
The sword maid knocked on the door,
It was Liu Dahu who opened the door.
After seeing the sword maid, Liu Dahu's face immediately turned red.
At this age, especially in the academy, Zheng Man, the wolf cub picked up in the desert a long time ago, is the little bully in the academy, while the sword maid is the dream lover in the hearts of all the boys.
Everyone thinks she is pretty.
"Where is your father?" Sword Maid asked.
"Dad!" Liu Dahu shouted.
The sword master came over, touched Liu Dahu's head, and then walked out of the door.
Liu Dahu instinctively wanted to follow him, but was frightened back by the sword maid's glare.
The sword master walks in front,
The sword maid followed behind.
The sword master said:
"Dahu is an honest boy."
The sword maid said: "Master, I really don't like your son, so don't kiss him."
"That's not what it means to be a teacher."
"Then don't do it again."
The sword master smiled.
"Master, I have advanced."
"I see it."
The sword maid told the sword master what happened to her on the return trip.
The sword master frowned slightly,
He originally thought that the sword maid couldn't hold it any longer and secretly advanced a level, but he didn't expect...
But it stands to reason that this is not the case.
He knew the physical condition of Jian Maid, and this should not be the case, otherwise he would not have agreed to let Fan Li take Jian Maid to Yanjing.
Originally, he was thinking that a swordsman should not only have swords in his eyes, but should also see vast mountains and rivers, but now, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
If something really went wrong with his apprentice, or if he disappeared, he would really regret it to death.
"Why is this happening? Did you eat something?"
"Ah, before we go back, the Sixth Prince asked us to bring some gifts to Uncle Zheng. There are some Ganoderma lucidum, licorice and so on. I asked the big man to make vegetable soup and eat it on the way."
The Juggernaut understood that this was the problem.
"It's too much."
"Ok?"
The sword maid didn't expect it to be for this reason.
In fact, menarche is just an introduction, and the essential reason is that taking too many natural and earthly supplements at once causes the qi and blood in the body to be overactive and stagnant.
The sword maid said disappointedly:
"Master, I'm so at a loss."
"What's wrong?"
"Originally, I thought that when I grow up, when I kill Zheng Fan, I will advance to the first level in one step, and the last step will be to imitate the master and forcefully open the second level like you did outside the city, and take Zheng Fan's head.
Now, ruined, my dream is gone. "
"It's not good to imitate anyone, why should you imitate Zheng Fan?"
"No way, master."
"There is."
"No." The sword maid was angry.
"Okay, no."
"But Master, if I advance early this time, will it have any impact on my future practice?"
The sword master nodded,
immediately,
Shaking his head again.
"Master, what do you mean?"
"It has an impact, but it may not have an impact. Don't be impatient on your way. 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 go."
"What should we do, master?"
"It's easy."
The sword master's index finger was placed between the sword maid's eyebrows.
He was originally a little hunched over and walked with a somewhat sloppy step, but now he straightened his back.
Move your fingertips away,
Immediately,
A wisp of sword energy was extracted from the sword maid's body and dissipated into the void ahead.
The sword maid only felt her body go limp.
With a "pop" sound, he fell to his knees on the ground.
at this time,
There was no longer any sword energy flowing in her body, as if the ninth-level cultivation she had achieved 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 sword master hunched his back again, and his steps continued to be sloppy.
It even seemed that because of the strong wind at night, he coughed twice and still looked sick.
"Master, master, you..."
The sword master interrupted her,
Road:
"Your dream is back again."
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Don’t panic, there’s still a little more to come.
(End of this chapter)