Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

The bearers didn't say a word, but silently quickened their pace.

With the acceleration of physical exertion, the sweat on their foreheads becomes more dense, which is very conspicuous in the sun. This is obviously different from the official people in the early summer.

Fortunately, the bearers were dressed in relatively thin clothes, and they were not too hot-the people in the sedan chair would not let them have time to stop and take off their coats.

The small sedan chair continued to tremble up and down, and there were several boy servants running beside it, all panting and red-faced.

The mountain wind passed by, rolling up the corners of the green curtain, revealing the people inside. I saw a white-faced, sharp-billed monkey with a brocade hat and embroidered clothes, and a fan wearing jade. Sitting on the stool in the sedan chair, his face was anxious, and he shouted:

"Quicker! Faster! And..."

At this time, the leader of the bearers in front finally couldn't bear it anymore, and turned around while carrying the chair pole and said:

"Young Master Song, we are not built with iron. If we try to go faster, if we get tired halfway, one or two people will fall, and you will be missed. 'Stand' is slower than 'slow'. And according to the rules, If someone is injured, you have to pay for the soup and medicine."

The urging words of the passenger surnamed Song were blocked, neither up nor down.

He wanted to have an attack, but he was really worried that these bearers would give up and leave themselves here. There was no village or shop behind.

Seeing that the mouth of the person in the sedan chair was blocked, the bearer who had spoken just now did not continue to pursue, but kept his mouth shut and silently lifted the sedan chair.

It is his job to carry the sedan chair, and it is also the support for supporting his family. He still needs to pay attention to harmony and make money. If the Song Gongzi in the sedan chair hadn't been too hasty and excessive, he would not have said anything.

Afterwards, Xu Shi was really afraid that he would miss the itinerary, so the people inside did not dare to urge the bearer anymore, but began to curse the boy servant bitterly:

"And Song An, Song Quan, you dog slaves! After hearing the news, you were so sloppy that you let that kid surnamed Lu know! I'm so angry!"

"After I get back, my lord, I will definitely find out who leaked the news, and beat him hard! If I can't find out, hum! None of you can escape, and you will all be punished!"

"..."

The servant next to him quickly came up to apologize, coax and appease.

Then, Mr. Song began to curse his coachman again. In his opinion, if the car hadn't broken down, why would he choose this sedan chair, and why he walked so slowly, it was all the old coachman's fault.

The person in the sedan chair is called Song Hongye, he is a little younger, probably a son of an official family.

However, he only has distant relatives who are officials outside, and Song Hongye's family is very talented and can be regarded as a wealthy family, but his family education is mediocre, which made him develop an arrogant and lawless temperament at a young age.

It's just that in recent years, during the process of fighting against Lu Yang, who is the same age of the Lu family in the same city, he has fallen in love with the matter of asking immortals and asking for immortals, and compares them on it.

The two families couldn't control it, so they had to send servants to guard and let the two wander around in several nearby state capitals.

"Stop! I'm hungry!"

"My lord, there are still two miles ahead, do you want to rest after getting off the official road?" Hearing the loud shout from the person in the sedan chair, the bearer in front turned around and asked towards the sedan chair curtain.

"Stop immediately!"

Hearing that the bearers shouted a chant, they all lowered their bodies on the side of the official road and put down the sedan chair.

Immediately, someone with a food box stepped forward, and someone pulled out a thick tarpaulin from behind, spread it on the ground skillfully, and put another cushion on it.

"What's there today?"

Then Song Hongye stepped out of the sedan chair, sat on the mat, and asked the people next to him.

The servant hurriedly opened the lid of the food box, saw someone offering chopsticks and wet cloth, and introduced:

"Young officer, here are your favorite roast goose, ginger bean and ice cream. You are not afraid to let it cool down. Next to it is your favorite liqueur, which has been filled with rose dew. Please use it."

"That's okay."

Song Hongye said something emphatically, wiped his hands after being served by the people next to him, then grabbed the leg off the roast goose in the food box, grabbed it in his hand and chewed it.

The bearers next to them also took the opportunity to rest, took out towels to wipe off their sweat, and took out dry food from their arms to make up for it.

Along the way, the dry food was warmed by the body temperature, and there were slices of pickles in it, just in time to replenish strength and salt. The leader also took off the water bag around his waist, passed each other, and took a few sips one after another.

Some of the servants beside them brought dry food and water, took out a stack of sesame biscuits and distributed them, and gave one to each of the bearers, so that they could relieve some of their grievances.

After drinking and eating, Song Hongye immediately began to urge, and the group set off again.

Seeing that they were about to get off the official road, when they entered the small road next to it, a carriage was driving towards them at a fast speed, and the two horses were side by side, trampling loudly.

The familiar follower immediately shouted into the sedan chair:

"Young officials, it's Mr. Lu and the others!"

"What?!"

The curtain of the car was lifted suddenly, Song Hongye poked his head out and looked towards the opposite side, just in time to see the curtain of the opposite carriage was also lifted, and a face that made his teeth itch was looking at this side.

"Stop!"

Song Hongye shouted, and the bearers stopped and stood at the entrance of the path. Seeing that the road was blocked by the carriage on the opposite side, the coachman lightly pulled the reins and let the carriage stop slowly with a groan.

The car in front of me was of good quality and beautiful in appearance, carved and painted.

Seeing this scene, Song Hongye was furious. He also had a car like this, but it was broken down and was still being repaired. Otherwise, it would be much faster to come here, and he would not have to meet this person.

Only this kind of car can sit without bumps, which is why he chose a sedan chair this time instead of those cars in the car and horse dealership - those cars in the car and horse dealership are really not friendly to the buttocks.

The person on the opposite side lifted the curtain of the carriage door and said with a smile: "Brother Song, long time no see, are you here all right?"

Here, Song Hongye couldn't control his temper at all, but he still maintained his reason, and just said fiercely: "My surname is Lu, you actually bribed my people, you have broken the rules! I will remember, my lord!"

"Hehe!" Lu Yangcheng on the opposite side laughed contemptuously: "You still use the three melons and two dates that bought you? You can ask the source of the news, but I can't? Sure enough, you are an idiot who doesn't know much about the world."

"you!"

"What about me? Can you hit me or scold me? Make way honestly, Brother Song."

"..."

Lu Yangcheng looked at Song Hongye with a victorious expression. The latter was even more angry, but he couldn't speak. After holding back for a while, he resentfully said to the porters and servants beside him, "No! Keep going!"

Lu Yangcheng didn't care about it from behind, and said to the coachman in front and the people around:

"Don't worry, follow him slowly."

Next to him was Tong Pu who was close to him and asked: "Young official, do you not surpass him?"

"No need." Lu Yangcheng said with a grin, "This Song Hongye, thinks he can go quickly? This is not the boys queuing up to buy sesame seed cakes. First arrival does not mean first served, and the fairy fate should be mine!"

"Young officials are smart and will definitely be favored by immortals."

"Hahahaha, well said." Hearing the compliment from his subordinate, Lu Yangcheng said complacently.

Thanks to the book addicted boy C, Chi Chi and others for their rewards