Lanke Chess Edge

"Boom..."

The second thunder sounded, the sound was much weaker, and the thunder echoed in the mountains.

Lin Xinjie and Lei Yusheng adjusted their clothes in embarrassment. The panicked look just now was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Yin Qing and his three classmates walked a little closer, and they also learned the practice of those who travelled. They moved two desks to the corner, laying the corners down, and then put the bookcase on one side.

The rest of the table and stool here can be put down to block the wind. When the weather is cold and humid, it can also be lifted off the ground. In a difficult situation, it can be used as firewood.

"Mo Xiu, let's go pick up some firewood, it's cold in the mountains at night."

Yin Qing suggested to his companions, and then said to Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie who wanted to talk.

"You are here to tidy up, clear a small area, or move a few more tables over here, and have a good night's sleep."

Hearing this, Lin Xinjie frowned.

"Then why bother, why don't we ask the previous driver to buy a hatchet? Can we just split the tables and chairs here and use them as firewood?"

"Yeah, I'm exhausted from walking for most of the day, and it's going to rain in a while, how troublesome it is for you to go out!"

Yin Qing squatted down and took out the hatchet from his bookcase, smiled and shook his head.

"You haven't thought about why it's been so long, there are still so many tables and chairs in this barren post? Everyone chops it up for firewood, and it's inconvenient for people to rest in the future! If it's not a last resort, it's better not to destroy it. It's raining now. It's not dark yet, so let's go out and get some dry wood..."

Speaking of which, Yin Qing approached Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie and said in a low voice.

"Look at the bookcase."

"Well, let's go!" "Yes, go back early!"

Yin Qing picked up the hatchet, greeted Mo Xiu, and went out, letting the two read the bookcase on the one hand, and on the other hand because the two were real sons who had never done any work since they were young, and they had already walked for a long time. exhausted.

Mo Xiu at least still has some physical strength. Although Yin Qing is also tired, he is considered the most physically fit person.

Among the walking traders over there, when they heard Yin Qing's words just now, a few older ones deliberately turned their heads to look at him. Although they didn't say anything, their impression of this scholar was obviously a lot more.

When Yin Qing and Mo Xiu left the barren station, they could feel that the wind was blowing outside. Looking up at the dark clouds, it seemed that they were relatively close to some towering peaks around them, and there were also rumbling thunders from time to time.

"Go, go to a nearby gentle slope."

"Um!"

The two rolled up their sleeves, tied their cuffs with straps taken from the bookcase, and went to the nearby hillside.

There is no shortage of firewood in the mountains. Yin Qing and Mo Xiu picked up a lot of branches of different sizes, and also cut some from the trees, cut off some forks with a hatchet, and tried to tie them into bundles with bandages, that is, more than a moment. Zhong's kung fu would have collected a small bundle.

"Boom..."

The thunder in the sky became louder and the wind picked up. Mo Xiu was still picking up firewood, but Yin Qing had stopped.

"Mo Xiu, don't pick it up, it's going to rain soon, go back!"

"Ah? That's enough!"

"Hey, if you don't go back for a while, you'll be a jerk. It's not a joke if you get wet in the mountains!"

The two of them walked with the bundle of firewood. If there were any dead branches on the road, Mo Xiu would pick them up and put them on his head.

When we reached the barren post, the rotten wooden door had been closed for the most part, leaving only a gap.

"Squeak..."

The two pushed the door together, and the old wooden door squeaked against the ground. Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie over there also quickly stood up and went over to help carry the firewood before closing the door.

At this moment, Yin Qing and Mo Xiu finally heard the sound of "woo woo... woo woo..." outside the door. It turned out that the wind was already so strong.

"Lady, if we don't have enough firewood, we have it. It's all dry firewood. If there is a fire, come here to get charcoal."

Seeing that the four scholars were in a hurry, the old man surnamed Lu said something to them.

The foot merchants are not big businessmen, and they earn hard-earned money. They will prepare everything when they go south and north. Where there is firewood, they will cut firewood to burn, but if they don’t, there is also dry wood in the back basket all the year round.

The four scholars suddenly looked surprised and thanked them continuously.

About half an hour later, the rain finally came down. Fortunately, although the station was abandoned for a long time, there were not many places where the rain leaked. And the positions of those peddlers are all right.

Two piles of fire were swaying in the post station. Yin Qing used a few adobe bricks in the post station as a stove, learned a few walks and commercial pots to catch the rainwater, and then brought it back to cook.

When it rains in the mountains, it gets darker even faster. The foot merchants are obviously well prepared. The ones on the inside are roasting the fire, and the ones on the outside are donning hoods and hats, and surrounding the tables and stools.

Yin Qing and the others have few people here, and it is not cold when they are roasting on the fire. They also prepared dry food and put them on wooden sticks to make steamed buns.

"It's not a hard night, but I might not be able to sleep."

Lei Yusheng said this, took out a book from the bookcase, and began to read it in front of the firelight.

About two hours later, Yin Qing, Mo Xiu, and Lin Xinjie were still sitting by the fire with wide-eyed eyes, and Lei Yusheng had fallen asleep, curled up on a low table with a book on his back.

"I really admire Yusheng a little..."

Lin Xinjie pursed his lips and said, Mo Xiu was also dumbfounded.

"What did he say just now that he won't be able to sleep tonight?"

There were also several people lying down at the foot merchant over there, and several even snored, apparently sleeping soundly, but basically a few people were awake, and the night watchman was chatting in a low voice.

"Uncle Lu, where did you say those scholars came from? The accent doesn't sound like someone from Wanzhou."

Someone looked at the other end and asked a question out of curiosity.

"That's not clear, it's none of our business anyway."

"A scholar can become an official if he is admitted to fame. Hey, Uncle Lu, when do you think I can make a fortune, then I can go to study, and then I can get a champion or something, and then I will be rich and rich for the rest of my life?"

The older man surnamed Lu looked at him, and then at the scholar over there.

"Well, soon, someone will stand up to watch for you in a while."

The man scratched his head, some didn't understand what Lu Bo said, and felt that his donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth, but Yin Qing, who could hear clearly, "Pfft..." laughed out loud.

The older man surnamed Lu then sighed at the man.

"Hey, this is the difference between the brains!"

It was at this moment that there was a sudden knock at the door of Huangyi.

"Bang bang bang... bang bang bang..."

"There is no one, look at the fire!"

The high-pitched voice and knocking on the door woke all the runners who were asleep.

"The door is not locked, just push it open!"

Just as Xing Foot Merchant finished speaking, someone pushed the door outside, causing the wooden door to be pushed open by ploughing the ground.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

It's stormy outside.

"Boom..."

"Ah~~~"

At the same time as the lightning illuminated the door, a woman screamed, and several figures at the door hurriedly entered the inn, and then pushed the door closed again.

By the light of the fire inside, the walking merchants and the scholars can see that it is three women. Although they have umbrellas, they are obviously wet a lot. They are rubbing their arms. They look cold and have some clothes. The place is close to the body, you can see that graceful graceful.

"Let's have a fire, shall we?"

The leading woman looked at both ends and asked.

On the foot merchant side, although most of them stared directly at the bodies and faces of the three women, almost all of them were holding hatchets and didn't say anything unnecessary.

On the scholar's side, including Yin Qing and Lei Yusheng, who had just woken up, the four of them were also looking at the woman, but Yin Qing, the youngest, had received strict education from the master, and his eyes were not too straight.

So the three women naturally walked over to the scholar.

Lei Yusheng hurriedly got off the table and sat upright beside the fire, while Lin Xinjie brought a stool and dusted with a cloth towel.

"Young generation, you are all scholars, men and women don't get along!"

The elder surnamed Lu suddenly said something like this, an old man has grown into a shrewd man, and in the middle of the night in the barren mountains and wild ridges, such three women suddenly came, no matter how you look at it, it is very strange.

Yin Qing also said immediately.

"The old man reminded that several girls were soaked by the rain and needed a separate place to cook the fire. By the way, old man, how about we give the three girls a bonfire, and I wait for the scholars to ignore indecent assault and crowd with you? Brother Mo, are you right?"

The other three looked at Yin Qing, but didn't answer.

"That's right, that's right, then you guys will come over here!"

Yin Qing bowed his hands to the old man, gave the three friends a stern look, and forced the three friends to go there.

"Oops... we don't care..."

A woman said in a daze.

"But we care! The reputation of a girl's family is not a trivial matter!"

Yin Qing couldn't help but drag the person to the walking foot merchant's side, without even taking the bookcase. At this time, he was so powerful that the three scholars who wanted to dawdle were dragged away by him alone.

The three women were obviously a little stunned. After a long time, the leader laughed, "What a nerd!", and led the other two women to sit by the bonfire of Yin Qing and others, subconsciously watching I looked at the four bookcases.

On the other side, the elder surnamed Lu nodded towards Yin Qing and others, and asked them to sit down in an empty seat near the bonfire, speaking in a very low voice.

"Going out, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years!"

Yin Qing just cupped his hands and didn't speak. Unlike others, he seemed to be able to smell a pungent odor, which made him extremely uneasy, especially since these women were all human.

During this period of time, in addition to studying by the river, he occasionally chatted with the old turtle on the river when no one was there, and listened to the old turtle in Chunmujiang, don't look at Dazhen Taiping, in fact, this world is a mountain spirit. The types of demons are hard to count, but let’s not talk about strength, as long as they are truly cultivated, they are not shallow.

Of course, transformation into shape, the word "Xiu" in the human body is extremely important. Some spirits and monsters are transformed by magical powers, and their essence has not changed.

Then there are various tricks to lure mortals like "liar sacrifice" and the like, to steal Yuanyang or essence and other things by stealing the sky and changing the sun.

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Yin Qing has also been exposed to some such things, and instinctively feels that there is something wrong with these three women.

"Bangdang..." With a sound, a bookcase fell down, and the inkstones, wolves and other items inside fell out.

"Aiya... Which son's thing is this, the little girl accidentally knocked it down!"

A woman looked anxious.

"My, my! Hey, don't step on the rice paper!"

"Ah... don't step on it!"

Mo Xiu was in a hurry and ran over quickly. Yin Qing called out "Mo Xiu!", but it was too late to hold him.

But when Mo Xiu arrived, nothing happened. The woman apologized repeatedly and helped him pack the bookcase together. When she saw Mo Xiu's clothes in the book, the woman became timid.

"Master, my clothes are wet, cold and uncomfortable, can I borrow yours to wear them?"

"Huh? Uh... oh..."

Mo Xiu looked at the way the woman was wearing her clothes, her face was a little dry, and she opened the bookcase to get the other party's clothes.

"Then what about us... can you guys borrow some clothes too?"

The two women were frail on the side.

Yin Qing's heart suddenly moved, and she looked at the old man named Lu, then stood up and walked over. Seeing that Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie also wanted to get up, they turned their heads and said solemnly.

"Sit me down!"

After saying this, Yin Qing suddenly changed his smiling face when he turned around, and hurriedly walked over.

"Well, I also have a few sets of clothes, I'll get them for the two girls!"

Several women covered their mouths and smiled.

"Thank you so much sir!"

"Well, it's okay!"

Yin Qing squatted half-squatting, with a sense of restraint that she had never touched a woman before, covering her forehead was actually sweat from panic.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a woman squatting beside him looking at him, something seemed to move under the skirt behind him, and an indistinct stench spread to his nose again, making him move impatiently.

'found it! ’

What Yin Qing turned to was a letter that Ji Yuan had given to Yin Zhaoxian when he left Ning'an County for the first time. When Yin Zhaoxian went to Wanzhou, he gave it to Yin Qing. In addition to letting his son copy the handwriting, it was also an incentive.

Yin Qing quietly took out the letter paper from the old envelope, then hid it in his clothes and took it out.

"I don't know if this dress is okay?"

"It's ok not to let people be naked~"

A woman laughed and picked up her clothes and shook ~www.NovelMTL.com~ A piece of letter paper fell from it.

brush~~

An aura of deterrence flashed across the letter.

"Ah..." "Ah..." "Ah..."

The three women were suddenly so frightened that they jumped away from the bonfire, their faces full of horror.

"Oops, Mr. Ji's letterhead has been transferred out, it's all my fault that I didn't put it away!"

Yin Qing's surprised voice sounded. After confirming that the letter was really useful, he took the letter that fell to the ground in his hand. In his eyes, the words on it seemed to be flickering faintly.

A letter from Ji Yuan's early years was not a decree, but the will and spiritual energy that he had entrusted in the past were still condensed for many years.

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