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Since no one showed up,
Qin Song could only drink by himself. As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Qin Song wanted to curse. It was clearly the taste in his memory. It was clearly his favorite Jiangnan wine. Why did he feel that — it was so f * cking disgusting! How dare this thing be called wine?
Forget it, if the strength was not enough, the quantity would make up for it.
Qin Song drank a jar of wine and finally got himself drunk. In the end, he lost consciousness.
Someone came in and put him to bed, but he didn't react. Instead, he had a strange dream all night.
In the dream,
He stood high in the clouds and waved his sleeves.
The sea rolled backward, and the sky and earth turned upside down.
When he pulled out his sword, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The earth shook and the sky shook. He was so happy … Unfortunately, he woke up early.
He was still a useless scholar who couldn't even truss a chicken.
After a simple freshening up, Han Pu and Yu Sheng were fighting in the yard.
Qin Song watched for a while.
He felt that it was interesting.
He broke a willow branch and held it in his hand.
He shouted, "Han Pu!"
Han Pu turned around. "What's wrong?"
Qin Song smiled and said, "Watch the sword."
A "sword" stabbed over.
Han Pu rolled his eyes.
Before he could say "Don't mess around", his pupils suddenly shrank. He seemed to want to retreat, but he also seemed to want to raise his knife to block. In the end, he just stood there in a daze, watching the soft willow branch stop in front of his forehead.
Looking at Han Pu's scattered pupils and the cold sweat on his forehead, Qin Song slowly withdrew his "sword" and smiled. "How was it?"
Han Pu felt that his heart had just started beating again. He stared at Qin Song for a long time as if he was looking at a monster. He swallowed hard. "This, last night, you …"
Qin Song nodded. Han Pu let out a series of strange cries and rushed out.
Qin Song laughed.
Yu Sheng asked blankly, "What happened to him?"
Qin Song smiled and said, "He probably feels that he has lived his life in vain …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Han Pu's strange yell came from outside the door, "I've f * cking lived in vain for the past twenty years! F * cking God, how can you bully me like this … "
Yu Sheng put away his weapons, the two short swords, and said, "I'll go tell them to set up the table."
Qin Song nodded, his eyes narrowing slightly. He did not deliberately hide the fact that he knew Han Pu. After all, when he was in Southern Chu, he had a wide circle of friends, and he also knew some heroes who were good at martial arts. It was understandable that some of his friends were worried about his situation and came to help him. With Han Pu's skills, it would be suspicious if he accidentally sold himself to him.
What surprised him was Yu Sheng's reaction. Unless Yu Sheng was blind, he should have seen through the clues, but he was indifferent. It was not that he concealed it too well, but that he did not care about it at all.
This Shadow Guard was so innocent that it was a little scary.
Qin Song retracted his mind and launched another "sword" stab. This time, he couldn't find the feeling of the casual stab when he was joking just now. He tried several times in a row, but each time was more useless than the previous one … Fortunately, he had never thought of reaching the sky in a single bound. Shrugging his shoulders, he threw away the willow branch and went to have breakfast.
Because Han Pu ran away without a trace, only Qin Song and Yu Sheng had breakfast. When Han Pu came back, Qin Song had already come back from a round of sword practice and was doing carpentry with Yu Sheng.
"The sword you asked for!" Han Pu casually inserted a sheathed long sword in front of Qin Song and said proudly, "I did what you asked me to do."
Qin Song knew that he was talking about the teahouse. He nodded and looked at the long sword in front of him. The veins on his forehead began to throb.
Han Pu smiled and said, "Didn't you ask for a heavier sword? I promise, this is the heaviest sword in the whole Qin Capital! "
Qin Song also believed that this was indeed the heaviest "sword" in the Qin Capital. A small part of it was inserted into the ground, and the hilt almost reached his chest. The sword was almost two palms wide, like a door plank. Although he could not see the thickness of the sword in the scabbard, looking at its length and width, it definitely could not be thin. The weight of such a sword could be imagined.
Qin Song pulled the sword out of the scabbard after pulling it up from the ground. He was not tall enough, so it was a little difficult to pull the sword out directly. Then Qin Song found that with his strength, it was not difficult to lift it up, but if he wanted to hold the hilt and hold it flat … he was still far from it.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Qin Song played with the sword and said casually.
This was definitely revenge! Didn't I just scare him with the willow branch? What a petty person!
Han Pu firmly denied, "Didn't you ask for a heavy sword? It wasn't easy for me to get it! "
It would be strange if Qin Song believed him. He lowered his head to study his new sword. Although it looked a little strange, it was definitely a good sword. The material and refining methods were all first-class. Moreover, Qin Song smelled a strong smell of blood … This sword had seen blood, and it was very likely that it had killed people like flies.
Then he thought of the word "nong" that Han Pu mentioned and asked, "Whose sword is this?"
Han Pu laughed. Yu Sheng answered, "It was used by the General of Qi, Wang Meng."
Qin Song knew Wang Meng. He was a famous vanguard in Da Qi. He was eight feet tall and had extraordinary strength. Every time he attacked a city, he rushed to the front and killed countless people. In the countries bordering Da Qi, his name had the magical effect of stopping children from crying at night.
"Wang Meng came to the Qin Capital?"
Han Pu coldly snorted, "Not only did he come, but he was also very arrogant. A few days ago, he rode his horse on the street and injured countless people. After being warned by the King Of Qin, although he no longer rode his horse, he was still so arrogant. That day, he casually destroyed someone's stall. The stall owner mustered up the courage to ask him for compensation, but he was almost beaten to death by him. He also knocked out two of the small officials who came to stop him … I saw it with my own eyes more than just these two times. I heard that he also caught a few young women on the street and ruined them. Now, even the slightly prettier women don't dare to go out! "
"When I went out today, I saw him take a big tray of buns and leave after eating. He didn't even return the tray … I don't like him no matter how I look at him. Plus, you wanted a heavy sword, so I conveniently took his sword."
Qin Song held the sword with both hands and reluctantly drew an ugly sword flower. He asked, "Did you steal it or snatch it?"
"Uh," Han Pu scratched his head and said, "It can be considered … half stealing and half snatching?"
Yu Sheng raised his head and asked, "What do you mean by half stealing and half snatching?"
Qin Song continued, "It means that when you steal something and are discovered by others, you can only take the thing and run away!"
"Nonsense!" Han Pu said angrily, "Am I that useless? I only left after exchanging a few moves with him, okay? "
Qin Song stabbed the sword into the ground and said, "Take it and return it to him."
Han Pu said unhappily, "Even if you don't like it, you don't have to return it to him, right? In order to snatch this thing, he almost broke my bones. "
Qin Song said, "It's precisely because I like it that I want you to return it to him, so that I can get it back openly — when I go to the battlefield in the future, do you think I'll use a stolen weapon?"
"You want to go …" Thinking of the sword in the morning, Han Pu changed his words halfway and said, "In any case, I'm not going!" As an assassin, he had always been in charge of killing, not burying. Asking him to return something, there was no way!
Qin Song didn't force him and said, "Yu Sheng, take the sword to the yamen and say that you picked it up on the road — let them help you put up a notice to find the owner."
Before Yu Sheng could answer, Han Pu laughed and said, "I like this idea! With a notice, wouldn't Wang Meng's reputation be ruined? Haha! I'll go, I'll go! "
Qin Song snorted coldly and said, "Are you going to tell the yamen that you're the thief?"
"I …" Han Pu, who had been demoted to a thief, was so angry that he couldn't say anything. Yu Sheng was right next to him, so he couldn't even refute that he wasn't a thief, but an assassin.
Yu Sheng took the sword and left.
Qin Song continued to cut the wood, and Han Pu took over the work that Yu Sheng left behind.
Qin Song said as he worked, "The Kingdom of Korea was destroyed by Qin. Why do you seem to dislike the Qi people more?" It wasn't that he had to do it himself, but in this era, skills had always been taught by word of mouth. He drew a blueprint for the woodworkers to make, but they could only vaguely understand it. Qin Song had the time to explain the shape and size clearly, and he had already made it himself — he only needed to make one set, and according to Yu Sheng, this could also train his wrist and finger strength.
"Neither of them are good things," Han Pu said, "But in comparison — for example, if you're renting someone else's house, would you prefer a new landlord to continue paying the rent after the landlord was destroyed, or would you prefer a group of people to come and steal your food, sleep with your woman, burn your house, or even capture you and make you into a slave?"
Qin Song was silent.
Han Pu sighed and said, "Although the Qin soldiers also committed all kinds of crimes when they crossed the border, they still came for the army, the land, and the cities. But for the Qi people, their purpose was mostly to burn, kill, and pillage … Of course, ordinary people like us hate them more, but it's different for officials and nobles like you." Da Qi was a nomadic grassland tribe. They were not good at farming, nor were they good at defending cities. When they were short of resources, they would come to the Central Plains and pillage. When the enemy's army came, they would retreat completely.
Qin Song was silent for a moment, and then asked, "War … what is it like?"
Han Pu said, "You haven't seen it before?"
"Yes," Qin Song said, "For as long as I can remember, Da Chu has never had a large-scale war. I heard that when the Qin destroyed the Han, there were officials who wanted to send reinforcements, but the King Of Qin sent a messenger, threatening and enticing them, saying that if Da Chu sent a single soldier, the Qin soldiers would abandon the Han and attack the Chu … The King was afraid, and did not send a single soldier. Later on, the Wei Kingdom that helped the Han was destroyed. The King said to everyone that he met that if it wasn't for his wisdom, Southern Chu would have been destroyed long ago … "
The last sentence was not without sarcasm, because anyone with some knowledge knew that if it wasn't for the King Of Chu being short-sighted and not willing to send reinforcements to fight against the Qin, Southern Chu would not have fallen into such a precarious situation.
Han Pu patted his shoulder and sighed, "Actually, I haven't seen what war is like. At that time, I was practicing martial arts with my master in the mountains. When we got the news and came out, the war was already over … all we saw was the ruins and corpses after the war. "
Then there was a long silence. Han Pu was a little impatient after cutting wood for a while. He asked, "What is this for?"
Qin Song said, "It's for steaming wine." He faintly thought of a way to quickly improve his strength and create a sword technique, but to drink such a weak and disgusting wine every day, for someone like Qin Song who loved wine as much as his life, it was really terrible.
As an assassin, Han Pu didn't touch wine. Hearing this, he was even less interested. He said, "When I went to the Nan 'an Teahouse earlier, the shopkeeper said that the private room you wanted was available at any time. Also, they just brought in a new batch of tea from the south and asked you to try it when you have the time! His meaning was probably to ask you to go earlier. Why don't we go there while that brat Yu Sheng isn't around? "
Qin Song was slightly stunned. Could it be that something happened over there? It's only been two months. What could have happened in Southern Chu?
So he asked his men to hire a carriage and went straight to the Nan 'an Teahouse. In fact, the Nan 'an Teahouse wasn't Southern Chu's power in Daqin. It was his family. To be exact, it was one of the several small shops his father opened in Daqin a few years ago.
Qin Song was a little anxious, but the carriage went slower and slower. In the end, it simply stopped and only took two steps after a while. Han Pu was already impatient. He jumped off the carriage and said that he was going to inquire. In the blink of an eye, he slipped back and said with a smile, "That brat Wang Meng is in front, carrying his big sword and strolling around! He's big, and his sword is long. He's walking in the middle of the road so casually that no one's carriage can pass! Ha, haha! Several Daqin officials are blocked behind him, and they don't even dare to let out a fart, haha! "
Qin Song looked at his gloating face and was so angry that he laughed, "Did you forget that we're also blocked? Why don't you release … that?"
"Uh …" Han Pu said embarrassedly, "If you want me to kill him, it's not too difficult. But if you want me to beat him up — his skin is thick, his flesh is thick, and his strength is extraordinary. Plus that sword … It's not that I can't beat him, but it's just that I can't hurt him. If you want to blame someone, it's that brat Yu Sheng's fault. He took the sword back so quickly. "
Qin Song was too lazy to pay attention to him. He narrowed his eyes and leaned against the carriage, saying lightly, "Daqin might be in trouble."
Dog's father nodded and stammered, "That … they …"
Linno knew what he was talking about and said, "I'll deal with it cleanly."
His gaze fell on Hu Zi, and he was a little sad. So what if he killed these people? The pain of losing a family member wouldn't be reduced in the slightest. If he was already like this, what about his parents and brothers?
Unfortunately, he didn't know how to resurrect the dead, nor did he have the ability to transcend the Buddha's reincarnation. Leaving only sadness here, he turned around and disappeared in front of everyone.
When he reached a place where no one was around, Linno cast a spell. The shadow of a jade sword appeared in the air and gradually turned from illusory to solid. Then, it turned from one to ten, ten to a hundred, and flew in all directions.
This thing was called the Sword Book. The name was quite grand, but its function was much worse than the mobile phone Linno used in his previous life. The function Linno used just now, in his own words, was to send a group message without a specific target. Cultivators who were close to this place and had a certain level of cultivation could receive it.
If it was as he expected, when this thing was released, the sects that those people belonged to would be cleaned up immediately. This was also what he promised Dog's father.
Two thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao Alliance gathered all the Daoist sects in the world and made an oath in front of the Heavenly Dao Mirror. They set the rules for immortals and mortals. Anyone who killed mortals for no reason would be punished by the world. Once this oath was made, the spiritual energy in the world became more obedient, and the heavenly tribulations also became much gentler. The few mighty Soul Formation cultivators who led this matter were even more virtuous. The great tribulation that was supposed to have a slim chance of survival was only lightly struck by a few bolts of heavenly lightning.
Since then, the oath of all the cultivators in the world was added to the oath that they couldn't kill mortals. Occasionally, there were a few fish that escaped the net, but they were often deliberately raised by others.
This was because after all the Daoist sects in the world made an oath to the Heavenly Dao and obtained the approval of the Heavenly Dao, they would be able to protect mortals and kill those who killed mortals. They would be rewarded with virtuous deeds. This thing was more useful than any heavenly treasure during the tribulation. In the past, wherever a cultivator who broke the oath appeared, he would be hunted down and killed.
When the supply of wild monsters couldn't meet the demand, some people began to raise them. They found a remote and desolate place and supported a small sect to hide from the oath. Although they were afraid of karma and didn't dare to directly let them kill innocent people, they could intentionally or unintentionally let them be arrogant. When there was a need, they would be killed for the purpose of transcending the tribulation.
Previously, when Linno heard that their entire sect was like this, he knew that they must have been raised by others. Now that he sent out the sword letter, the Immortal Gate that raised them would definitely harvest them immediately. Otherwise, when people from the outside came to snatch their heads, they would lose everything.
These poor guys thought that they were high and mighty immortals, but they were just livestock raised in a pen and waiting to be slaughtered during the New Year.
"It's a pity that I can't stay in this place." Linno sighed. He couldn't be bothered to walk too far, so he took out a Small Shift Talisman from his spatial artifact. This thing could teleport him to five hundred miles. He looked at the stars and determined the direction, "This way!"
After a moment of dizziness, Linno landed at the bottom of a cliff. The lake was quiet, and the flowers were fragrant. The scenery was quite good. However, after he was injured, his spiritual sense was limited. He couldn't sense if there were people nearby, so he didn't know where he was.
He had taken the Small Shift Talisman, but secretly used the Big Heaven and Earth Talisman. When the two were first activated, they were somewhat similar. By the time they realized the difference, it was too late to stop him. This could be considered his specialty. Even if others thought of it, they couldn't afford to use it. The Big Heaven and Earth Talisman was too expensive.
Of course, expensive had its benefits. Although the Big Heaven and Earth Talisman couldn't preset the direction and location, and the distance was random, it wasn't limited by the environment. Moreover, no matter how close it was, it would be much further than the Small Shift Talisman.
Linno leaned against the cliff and sat down. He hoped that he had run far enough. This was his last Big Heaven and Earth Talisman.
He also hoped that he was thinking too much.
He felt a little uneasy. When he was at Hu 'er's house, he clearly felt the aura around him fluctuating. There should be an expert in hiding. If it wasn't a coincidence, it could only be him. If it was the latter, he could only hope that this Big Heaven and Earth Talisman could shake off that person. With his current ability, he could only bully the younger generation. If an expert really came, he couldn't even run fast enough.
Too many things had happened today. Linno looked up at the stars in the sky and sighed softly. There were only two months left. Why couldn't they let him pass in peace?
In the next moment, Linno's expression changed. He groaned and struggled to stand up. However, he staggered and bumped into the bluestone in front of him. "Huoer! Huoer! "
There was a hint of sweetness in her voice.
Linno gritted his teeth and didn't say another word. He rushed into the pool. In the next moment, Huoer leaped out from between his eyebrows. The pool water instantly became bone-chillingly cold. However, it still couldn't resist the waves of emotions that seemed to come from his soul. An unbearable numbness and emptiness came from indescribable parts of his body. Every inch of his skin was screaming crazily, craving to be warm, caressed, squeezed …
Want … Want … Want …
"Ugh!" Lin Nuo let out a muffled groan and slammed into the cliff. Rocks fell along with the water and smashed into his body. Apart from pain, there was also numbness, causing him to tremble all over again as he slammed into the cliff unbearably …
After an unknown period of time, Linno came ashore exhausted. He staggered two steps and fell. He knelt on the ground and panted for a long time. Then, he slowly sat down and muttered to himself in a low voice, "Fang Tuo?"
A low voice answered, "Yes."
Thus, Linno didn't say anything else.
He was used to the System's tricks and trusted its credibility too much. Thus, whenever there was something wrong, he would subconsciously blame it on the System. However, he completely forgot that these two times were clearly the symptoms of the Thousand Threads Gu that Fang Tuo had planted in his body.
Fang Tuo squatted down and stuffed a pill into Linno's mouth. He cast a spell to get rid of the water vapor on his body. Then, he took off his cloak and draped it over him. Then, he sat down a foot away.
Linno tilted his head and didn't look at him. He was too lazy to speak.
The male lead was now famous in all directions. The medicine he took out was naturally good. Linno quickly recovered his strength. He took out a jar of Burning Knife Medicine from his space and sat on a rock to drink it.
He didn't think of running again. He had already used up his last Vast Heaven and Earth Talisman. Even if he didn't use it, since that person didn't even care about his heart demon oath and activated the Thousand Threads Gu, he would still be found even if he hid at the ends of the earth.
In this life, Linno had the looks, the family background, and the qualifications. However, he hid among the mortals for hundreds of years. Other than being seriously injured, he didn't want to see Fang Tuo.
Although it had been hundreds of years, he still couldn't understand how he and Fang Tuo had become like this! Was the male lead intermittently crazy or did he violate his character settings?
If he didn't count the novels he read in his previous life, he really wasn't familiar with Fang Tuo at all.
He could count on his fingers the number of times he and Fang Tuo met.
The first time was when they broke off the engagement. He almost completely let the housekeeper show his face. After the matter was settled, he said a few words and they barely got to know each other.
The second time was when they had a group fight at the entrance of a secret realm. Although he and Fang Tuo were on the same side, Linno didn't even look at him, let alone talk to him.
The third time was when he was drinking and eating crabs at Pan Yang Lake. He happened to meet Fang Tuo and Fang Tuo gave him a jar of good wine. Although he drank a little too much at that time, he still remembered to stay away from the male lead. He said "thanks" and turned to leave in a drunken state.
Later on, the two of them met twice at the Cultivator Bazaar. However, when going to that kind of place, many people would disguise their appearance. Fang Tuo was no exception, so Lin Nuo pretended not to know him and brushed past him.
Until the sixth time they met, he and Fang Tuo only exchanged three words. They could barely be considered acquaintances. Unfortunately, it was this sixth time that they met.
He had nothing to do and went to the Endless Sea for a stroll. Coincidentally, he met Fang Tuo and a Banjiao fighting. At that time, Fang Tuo wasn't as powerful as he was now. Obviously, he wasn't the Banjiao's opponent. The most troublesome thing was that he seemed to be running out of spiritual energy and was about to be swallowed by the snake.
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