The scorching sun hangs high, the dust on the official road is dry, and the breeze blows a little and turns yellow sand mist.
A tall figure was walking alone on the official road, a beige robe that was washed until faded, a severely worn coarse cloth backpack, and a pair of black cloth shoes with a thousand-layer sole were all his outfits.
Zhu Wanyi raised his hand to wipe the sweat like rain slurry, and looked up at Luo Lanshan, which was towering into the clouds ahead. He was familiar with the geography of this dynasty. As long as he climbed Luo Lanshan along the path, he could walk about two hundred miles away.
Moreover, the green jungle on the mountain can also cover up the sunshine like a melting furnace. The gurgling spring can relieve hunger and thirst. When you are tired of walking, you can still find the shade to review your homework.
When I entered the mountain, I felt a cool breeze.
Zhu Wanyi was exhausted and swept away, and climbed halfway up the mountain in one breath. He heard the sound of clear spring rinsing stones, and he pushed apart the dense grass, and a trickle of two feet wide appeared in front of him.
Zhu Wanyi was extremely happy. He carefully put down his backpack, lay down by the stream and drank enough, and then picked up a few handfuls of water and threw it on the dry cheeks of the mud and sand.
When he cleaned up, he almost fainted when he turned around.
Five big bearded men with thick arms and round waists stood behind him at some point, holding a bright machete in their arms. One of them had his luggage hanging on his little fingers, and he packed two stacks of books and was carrying a very difficult backpack on his shoulders.
explain!Who dares to trek into my Heifeng Village!
Zhu Wanyi's eyes turned black, but the local chronicles did not say that there was a bandit nest on Luolan Mountain. He was so busy that he bowed: Don't misunderstand, all heroes. Xiao Ke is a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam, and he didn't know or intend to offend your village...
The second-year-old man on the left changed his position and carried the machete on his shoulder. His expression was extremely impatient. He stretched out his thick little finger and took it out: Wen Zou Zou, what a mess, I'll take it home!
Zhu Wanyi only felt a dazzling white light coming out of the sharp blade, and then the neck became numb, and the whole person lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, his whole body seemed to be stepped on by the big buffalo in his hometown, and his mind was even more buzzing. He tried hard to open his eyes and heard that the vicious men just now were discussing his stay or not.
It’s right that he is a passing white-faced scholar, look at his book of heaven.
That's right!
The boss likes this tone the most, it’s better to...
My brothers picked it up after going down the mountain. It was fate, and it would be better for the boss today.
The second head of the family Scar thinks the more reliable it feels. The boss has nowhere to vent his energy recently. When he is free, he grabs the boy under his hands to practice hard. It is time to find a village-supported guest to distract her. He rubs his dark fingers excitedly: That's right, just do that!The boss must be crazy happy!Third and fourth brothers, go and make arrangements quickly.
Zhu Wanyi's first reaction was that fortunately he was not deaf or blind, and his second reaction was who the boss was, what good thing was, and what was it related to him?
Soon his doubts were answered.
Boss!Boss!Amid the deafening greetings of the men, a woman in red walked up to him with the steps of a golden sword and horse. She was dressed strangely, with dozens of braids braided with long black hair casually, and a black hairband that was three fingers wide on her forehead.
She squatted down, stretched out a finger like a scallion, hooked Zhu Wanyi's chin, and swung left and right to look: Well, she looks pretty good.
That look like picking on pork when cutting in the vegetable market.
I looked at the backpack that was violently opened beside me, and new or old books could be scattered all over the place: It seems that there is a lot of knowledge.
Scar excitedly stepped forward: Right, boss, I just said you will like it!
Ning Wan stood up and clapped her hands with satisfaction: Well, just him.
A tall figure was walking alone on the official road, a beige robe that was washed until faded, a severely worn coarse cloth backpack, and a pair of black cloth shoes with a thousand-layer sole were all his outfits.
Zhu Wanyi raised his hand to wipe the sweat like rain slurry, and looked up at Luo Lanshan, which was towering into the clouds ahead. He was familiar with the geography of this dynasty. As long as he climbed Luo Lanshan along the path, he could walk about two hundred miles away.
Moreover, the green jungle on the mountain can also cover up the sunshine like a melting furnace. The gurgling spring can relieve hunger and thirst. When you are tired of walking, you can still find the shade to review your homework.
When I entered the mountain, I felt a cool breeze.
Zhu Wanyi was exhausted and swept away, and climbed halfway up the mountain in one breath. He heard the sound of clear spring rinsing stones, and he pushed apart the dense grass, and a trickle of two feet wide appeared in front of him.
Zhu Wanyi was extremely happy. He carefully put down his backpack, lay down by the stream and drank enough, and then picked up a few handfuls of water and threw it on the dry cheeks of the mud and sand.
When he cleaned up, he almost fainted when he turned around.
Five big bearded men with thick arms and round waists stood behind him at some point, holding a bright machete in their arms. One of them had his luggage hanging on his little fingers, and he packed two stacks of books and was carrying a very difficult backpack on his shoulders.
explain!Who dares to trek into my Heifeng Village!
Zhu Wanyi's eyes turned black, but the local chronicles did not say that there was a bandit nest on Luolan Mountain. He was so busy that he bowed: Don't misunderstand, all heroes. Xiao Ke is a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam, and he didn't know or intend to offend your village...
The second-year-old man on the left changed his position and carried the machete on his shoulder. His expression was extremely impatient. He stretched out his thick little finger and took it out: Wen Zou Zou, what a mess, I'll take it home!
Zhu Wanyi only felt a dazzling white light coming out of the sharp blade, and then the neck became numb, and the whole person lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, his whole body seemed to be stepped on by the big buffalo in his hometown, and his mind was even more buzzing. He tried hard to open his eyes and heard that the vicious men just now were discussing his stay or not.
It’s right that he is a passing white-faced scholar, look at his book of heaven.
That's right!
The boss likes this tone the most, it’s better to...
My brothers picked it up after going down the mountain. It was fate, and it would be better for the boss today.
The second head of the family Scar thinks the more reliable it feels. The boss has nowhere to vent his energy recently. When he is free, he grabs the boy under his hands to practice hard. It is time to find a village-supported guest to distract her. He rubs his dark fingers excitedly: That's right, just do that!The boss must be crazy happy!Third and fourth brothers, go and make arrangements quickly.
Zhu Wanyi's first reaction was that fortunately he was not deaf or blind, and his second reaction was who the boss was, what good thing was, and what was it related to him?
Soon his doubts were answered.
Boss!Boss!Amid the deafening greetings of the men, a woman in red walked up to him with the steps of a golden sword and horse. She was dressed strangely, with dozens of braids braided with long black hair casually, and a black hairband that was three fingers wide on her forehead.
She squatted down, stretched out a finger like a scallion, hooked Zhu Wanyi's chin, and swung left and right to look: Well, she looks pretty good.
That look like picking on pork when cutting in the vegetable market.
I looked at the backpack that was violently opened beside me, and new or old books could be scattered all over the place: It seems that there is a lot of knowledge.
Scar excitedly stepped forward: Right, boss, I just said you will like it!
Ning Wan stood up and clapped her hands with satisfaction: Well, just him.
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