People have a strange fear.
If you see a tiger eating an elephant, you won't feel too frightened, and you may even take it for granted.
But if you see a small worm eating an elephant, it is often creepy.
At this moment, the mouse is creepy.
The horse was grazing leisurely, and his companions were lying on the side of the horses' hooves, dead no more.
And what killed them was a little girl who should have panicked and cried weakly.
But she was neither weak nor frightened. only took a face to face with them, didn't say a word, and killed people directly.
It's more than they do.
They will always intimidate first, and if the fat sheep obediently hand over their belongings, they will not necessarily kill them all.
Only when there is resistance, will you kill.
She—she didn't ask a word, she killed someone.
"Spare me, spare my life" The rat's teeth chattered, lying on the ground and begging, "Please, spare me" Yang Wu squatted beside him, holding his throat with one hand, and looked at him indifferently.
A moment ago, this person was still smiling hideously and looking lewd, planning to insult her first, and then exchange her for wealth.
He relied on nothing but strength and a sword in his hand.
Now that the strength and weakness are translocated, he trembles like chaff.
"How strong are you?"
Yang Wu asked.
"W-what" rats chattered with their teeth, rattling.
"How strong are you in most people," Yang Wu asked again.
The rat still didn't know why, just shivering and looking at her in fear.
"Forget it."
Yang Wudao, "I don't understand even if I ask."
I'll see for myself. ” She let go of the hand that was choking him.
The rat seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Because one of his companions was crushed by her throat bone and died.
Yang Wu let go of his hand, clenched his fist, and struck a lightning-fast hammer blow on the mouse's left chest.
The rat's heart shattered, and the seven orifices bled to death.
Yang Wu gathered the four horses in one place.
She had her eye on the strongest one.
It happened to be the mount of the mouse.
These men all had the smell of blood, and from the very beginning, Yang Wu smelled it.
But the smell of blood on the horse she fancy is also very strong and pungent.
She tore off the saddle and poured the contents out.
The gold and silver were soft and soft, and then a hand fell in the middle with a "snap".
The hand was very white, and at first glance it belonged to a well-maintained woman.
On his slender fingers, he wore two gemstone rings, both of which were cut in half.
The ring was stuck there and couldn't be taken off, and his companions blamed him for delaying the time, urging him one after another.
The mouse cut off the woman's hand and carried it away.
Yang Wu threw the blanket on the ground and covered the hand that had changed color.
He tied the three horses to his back, and put the blades of those men into his arm.
She turned over on her horse, grabbed the horse's belly, and walked forward.
On the way, she took out a single knife and tied it around her waist.
I don't know what the general environment of this world is, but what I have seen so far, at least on this road, it is obviously not smooth.
After dark, she caught up with the so-called "fat sheep" in front.
There were two or three hundred people in the dark.
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Although they were camped and rested in one place, there were more than a dozen piles of bonfires on the left and a dozen piles on the right.
Each of them is in a group, obviously not a group.
The clothes ranged from silk to coarse cloth, and the means of transportation ranged from horse-drawn carts to donkeys and mules.
The number of livestock is significantly lower than the number of people, and there are obviously many people on foot.
Yang Wu appeared here alone with four horses, his head wrapped in a scarf, his body was slender and short, but there was a knife across his waist.
As soon as it arrived, it attracted everyone's attention and was particularly eye-catching.
When they saw her, they were all surprised.
Seeing the knife behind her, the directory was vigilant.
But Yang Wu did not enter their circle.
Not far from the group, she found a dry and flat place, tied her horse, and laid felt on a flat, slightly inclined boulder.
She sat down on the felt and took off the veil from her head.
Originally, the crowd occasionally cast their eyes, or looked at the sword, or looked at the horse, and whispered.
When she untied the scarf and revealed her face, there was a sudden silence.
Many eyes came in unison.
Yang Wu didn't pay attention to those gazes.
She looks like this, unless she plans to cover her face every day, she always has to face everyone's eyes.
She plucked the gourd from her waist and poured a sip of Qiong juice.
Lift up your eyes and sweep them away.
The gazes that were cast on her turned one by one under her retrospective gaze.
Yang Wu put away the gourd, took off the knife hanging from his waist, and pulled it out with a bang.
This sound attracted many people to look at it and whisper.
Yang Wu ignored them and looked at the knife carefully.
It was a very ordinary knife, and the workmanship seemed to be inferior to the blades she had dropped.
She got up and found a round stone, sat back down, and sharpened her knife.
A knife, after all, is not enough deterrence.
A beautiful girl who is alone, with several healthy horses, touches people's hearts.
There were a few men who looked flirtatious and walked around in circles and gradually came over.
"Little lady, why are you alone but separated from your family?"
they asked with a grin.
These people were idle people, and they didn't necessarily know each other, but along the way, they smelled like each other, and they naturally gathered together.
On weekdays, petty theft in the team is very annoying.
But they were afraid of the wrath of the people, and they would be driven out of the ranks.
In these years, it is really unsafe to go on the road alone.
I have been patient and dare not go too far.
This lone and beautiful girl who suddenly appeared, and the people in the team have no relatives and no reason, isn't it a windfall.
"This knife is good, where did the little lady pick it up" A person who was bold and stretched out his hand to the knife with a hippie smile, "Come, show it to my brother." ” The white light flashed in front of him, and the top of his head suddenly lightened.
Immediately afterwards, the broken hair slipped off, and the bun on the top of the head had been shaved off neatly by rubbing the scalp.
The scoundrel was caught off guard and fell to the ground in fright.
"Get out."
Yang Wudao.
A few people realized that this beautiful little lady was holding a knife, not pretending to scare people, but having real kung fu.
Hurriedly picked up the fallen man, and retreated into the crowd in a panic.
Those who watched were also relieved.
I don't want to cause trouble, but I can't bear to see such a beautiful girl encounter an accident, and it's really embarrassing to help or not.
Fortunately, she has the ability to protect herself.
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Yang Wu sharpened the knife and put it in the sheath.
Reaching into his arms, he "took out" the book of explanations and words, and looked through the nearby firelight.
When it was late, and people lay down to rest, she took her book and lay down on the boulder.
She showed her hand and shocked Xiaoxiao, and the night was safe.
I woke up the next morning with a lot of noise.
Washing, picking up luggage, children crying, just like being in the city.
Men and women, go to different places on both sides to relieve themselves.
Yang Wu first went to the water source to get water to wash, and then went to the place where the women went to relieve themselves.
When she returned, she saw a middle-aged man dressed in coarse cloth and short brown circling around her horses, looking suspicious.
Yang Wu paused, walked over, and said, "This person has something."
When the man saw her coming back, he hesitated for a moment and said, "This girl, can you take a step to speak?"
The two of them moved to the foot of a tree twenty paces away.
The middle-aged man clenched his fists and said, "Dare to ask the girl, where did these horses come from?"
He was poorly dressed, but he spoke elegantly and had a good bearing.
If you change into a long gown, you will be an elegant scribe Yang Wu said, "Is there any problem?"
The man frowned and said, "That's a military horse." ” Yang Wu was stunned.
She did see the brand on the horse's buttocks, but she didn't know what it meant.
So those villains, are they actually officers and soldiers?
Seeing that she really didn't know, the man hurriedly told her: "This is the military horse under the command of General Tianyou."
I don't know where the girl got it from, but I advise the girl that this is a disaster-inducing thing, so it is better to discard it on the road. ” He said, "This place is at least ten days away from King Wuling's territory.
If you are caught up and seen by the people of the Great General of God, you will definitely invite disaster.
Girl, I hope to hear from me."
Yang Wudao: "It's not a secret.
This horse was taken from a strong man when I met a strong man on the road when I came. ” The man was already nervous, and when he heard this, sweat broke out on his forehead.
General Tianyou has always connived at his soldiers to burn, kill and loot, and his soldiers are no different from bandits.
At the time, people often called them "soldiers and bandits".
How could his soldiers be willing to let others capture the military horses, it must be that he looked at the knife behind Yang Wu's waist and felt a chill.
Suddenly he woke up and asked, "When and where did the girl meet these people?"
Yang Wudao: "It's not far."
It was yesterday afternoon that I got a horse and rode for half a day when I met you. ” The man's face changed drastically, and he asked in a loud voice: "How can there be only four horses, is there one lost on the road or" Yang Wu shook his head: "Four people, four horses." ” The man's face turned pale.
Yang Wu asked: "Is there something wrong?"
The man stiffly said, "Five people are one team, ten people are one tithe."
These people are dispatched, at least one of them."
However, Yang Wu only met four people, where did the fifth person go Yang Wu looked at the man's pale face and understood.
"You can't stay here for long."
She said.
The man's face turned pale, and he nodded, "Girl, go away quickly, that horse."
Yang Wudao: "I'll let it go later." ” The man nodded and said, "I'll go and talk to them."
With that, he hurried back into the crowd.
These two or three hundred people seem to be loose, but in fact, they also have a core.
The core is a few wealthy families, who have made an appointment to move their families together.
There were villagers who walked with them, and it became a team.
Then the people on the road slowly gathered again, and slowly the line became longer and longer.
It is safer to walk in the wilderness and follow the brigade than to walk on your own.
There are too many people and many bonfires, and wolves and beasts dare not approach.
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Yang Wu watched the man return to the crowd and wander among the families with several carriages, and after a while, those families began to speed up their assembly.
The news that their team was being targeted by the soldiers and bandits of the Great General of Heaven soon spread.
For a while, the campsite was in a panic, and chickens flew and dogs jumped.
Yang Wu walked to the other side of the horse, then covered up, took out a piece of cloth, wrapped a few clothes into it, and made it into a burden.
In this way, if you take something from your arm in the future, you can have a cover.
Then he untied the reins, slapped the horses' buttocks with his scabbard, and let the horses go.
Since those horses are the general's military horses, they are destined not to be bought and sold, and if they are ridden all the time, according to the man, they are very likely to cause trouble.
If the disaster is found by himself, Yang Wu is not afraid.
But if there is nothing to do, why bother?
Her physique didn't have to be accompanied by a horse.
Wrapping the scarf around his head and the fake burden on his back, Yang Wu also took a step and followed the team to pull out.
People are social social animals, Yang Wu didn't plan to be a wild man in the mountains, and he didn't want to live in isolation.
She wanted to find a populated and stable place to settle down.
The best way to do this is to follow the crowd.
After walking for a while, I heard someone shouting: "Girl, little girl" Yang Wu turned his head, but saw the man driving a mule cart.
The man beckoned: "Come up, come to the car" There was a little boy sitting next to him, and on the flatbed truck behind him, a woman in cloth and hairpins was holding a girl about the same age as Yang Wu, looking at her curiously.
Yang Wu thanked him and sat down.
As soon as everyone knew that their team was being targeted by General Tianyou's soldiers and bandits, they were flustered and the atmosphere was tense.
And no one had the leisure to gossip.
Yang Wu got into the car, and the woman only nodded to her, frowning, and her expression was full of worry.
But the girl next to her, although she also looked nervous, couldn't last long.
The car drove for a while, and no one spoke, so she couldn't help but touch Yang Wu lightly.
Yang Wu raised his eyes to look at her.
The girl said: "My name is Ling Niang."
With that, he blinked and looked at Yang Wu.
That's what it means to exchange names.
Yang Wu opened his mouth and said, "I" She paused suddenly.
Well, how do you introduce yourself to others?
Who is she, the noblewoman of the Yang family in her previous life, the five Nier of the Yang family, and Yang Ji of Lianyang Peak It's not easy to come to this new world.
Although it didn't look like a particularly beautiful paradise, it was much better than the cultivation realm that made her completely involuntarily.
In her previous life, she was left in another universe.
The unbearable life of the new life is also left on the other side of the gate.
The fate with the Yang family was actually broken as early as when they accepted Chong Yu's reward and saw her taken away by the immortals.
Now, she doesn't want to be the Yang family's five Ni'er, or Yang Wu, or Yang Ji anymore.
"My name is Zhu Sheng."
She said.
Bamboo is born as "sheng".
She took her real name apart.
Ling Niang said: "My father's surname is Fan."
What about you?"
Yang Wuzhusheng smiled slightly and said, "I don't have a surname." ” Ling Niang was surprised.
Her father and mother glanced at Zhusheng at the same time.
No one spoke.
Ling Niang is actually a girl with generous manners, but she is still a little afraid of this girl named Zhusheng.
I always felt that there was something different about her.
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It was probably because she didn't leave the knife, she thought.
Zhusheng hugged his knees, only looking at the dust and smoke brought up by the wheels, and had no desire to talk or chat.
The surname represents the family, and the family means the bond.
She didn't want to be feuded, so she decided not to give her last name.
Thanks to the cosmic barrier, thanks to the gate.
These magical powers can block the past.
A new place, a new name, a new life.
"Mr.
Fan" A young man in a silk shirt came over on a big black donkey.
With a hint of nervousness on his face, he leaned closer and lowered his voice and asked, "Is it true that we were targeted by the general's people?"
Ling Niang's father, who was called Mr.
Fan Da, said in a low voice: "There shouldn't be anything wrong. ” He glanced at Zhusheng, told the young man what he knew, and said, "There must be four people who will suffix us, and one of them will go back to report and call for help." ” The young man was already worried, but after hearing this, his face turned even pale, and he said in a stacked voice: "Then, what should I do, sir, what can you do?"
Mr.
Fan smiled bitterly: "What can I do, I can only urge everyone to hurry up."
When they arrived at the side of King Wuling, it was difficult for the general's people to pass. ” Then he said to the young man, "At this time, go to the family, and it is better not to disperse." ” The boy said yes, and rode back on the donkey with some trepidation.
Mr.
Fan Da stopped talking and drove the mule cart silently.
He was full of wealth, and when he encountered these soldiers and bandits who killed people and set fire without saying a word, he was helpless.
Knowledge and wisdom are so powerless in the face of power.
He couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said to himself: "It's useless to be a scholar, it's a scholar."
His wife couldn't bear it and patted him on the back in understanding.
But the two of them heard the girl who claimed to be "Zhusheng", and when she heard it, she was a pseudonym, and asked, "Is Mr. a scholar?"
Mr.
Fan's wife smiled slightly and said, "My grandfather's ancestor is the Xinyang Fan family. ” This introduction should be very promising.
But Zhusheng didn't know, so he didn't show any admiration or surprise.
Mr.
Fan Da said: "Don't show your descendants, you have insulted your ancestors, don't mention it." ” Zhusheng thought for a while and said, "My family has lived in seclusion for generations, I was born in the mountains, grew up in the mountains, and just came out of the mountains a few days ago.
I don't know much about the outside world. ” Mr.
Fan said: "I see, I don't look at the girl very much like an ordinary green forest daughter. ” I've never seen a woman in the rivers and lakes who can still read by firelight.
The eyebrows and eyes are focused, the expression is calm, and he is a person who can really be quiet in the middle of the noise and calm down to read.
When he saw it last night, he was secretly amazed.
Zhusheng found an excuse for his ignorance of the world, so he took the opportunity to ask Mr.
Fan Da about the current world environment.
Mr.
Fan talked to her for a few words and found that she really didn't know anything about "outside the mountain", and believed that she was a person who had lived in seclusion for generations.
When asked about her parents, Zhusheng only said that her parents had passed away, and there was no one in the mountain, so she went out of the mountain.
Mr.
Fan told her about this "God Bless General".
"He was just a grain officer.
Who would have thought that the times create heroes, and troubled times produce heroes.
When there was chaos, he happened to have food in his hand, so he withheld it privately.
Those who serve in the army follow whoever gives them food.
He relied on this batch of grain to establish himself first.
After the catastrophe passed 20 years and the world was in turmoil, he increased his troops all the way, expanded his territory, and slowly had today's trend. ” "This man has always been ruthless.
He is accustomed to conniving at the plundering of soldiers and does not cherish the power of the people. is biased towards the formation of the march, and is very talented.
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For many years, he has been undefeated. ” "It was very difficult to make a living under him.
As a last resort, the villagers decided to leave their hometowns together.
Find a place to settle down. ” "Which country" Mr.
Fan smiled bitterly, "This was originally the Xu country, but now it exists in name only."
The young man only knows the general, the king of Wuling, and the prince of Sheng, which one still remembers Xu Guo. ” "Is there any other country besides Xu Guo?"
asked Zhu Sheng.
"Naturally, there is."
Mr.
Fan said, "Our Jiuhuan Continent has a large land and many small countries.
The history of great unification has only appeared a few times. ” Zhu Sheng glanced at him.
This person called this place the "Nine Continents".
Approximately the name has been passed down from generation to generation throughout history.
However, the man in front of him, who was obviously full of poetry and books, didn't know that this was not the real Jiuhuan Continent, but just a small piece that had been cut off from the continent.
If I told him about this, it would surely refresh his worldview.
But these people are all mortals, or they can't cultivate, or they don't have the opportunity to cultivate.
It's actually good to let them live in a world of self-righteousness like this, and not let them know that on the other side of a door, there are powerful beings that are more terrible than soldiers and bandits than war.
Ling Niang has a lively temperament, and after holding it for a while, she couldn't hold it back, so she found a conversation and talked to Zhusheng.
"Where to live in seclusion?"
"Hey, it's there, it should be half the mountain."
"I've heard that there are strange things in half of the mountains, and people can't get out if they enter by mistake."
Before the words fell, he was slapped on the head by his own mother: "Zi Bu is silent and strange and confused" Zhusheng smiled: "Madame is also a scholar." ” Mr.
Fan's wife said: "If you don't want to be a lady, you can call me Mrs.
Fan."
He paused and said, "My maiden name is Mao, and I am from Zhuozhou Mao." ” Then I thought that this girl named Zhusheng was from the mountains and didn't know anything.
He pointed to his husband and said, "I have been friends with his family for generations, and my ancestors have avoided this place together."
Unexpectedly, the people withered, and now, only me and him are left. ” Although she is clothed in thorns, she has a noble bearing, and she is obviously a woman with poetry and books in her belly. is Ling Niang, who is also full of books. chatting like this, there is no longer the strange estrangement before, and there is a little sense of intimacy.
Ling Niang talked a lot and asked Zhu Sheng a lot.
Zhusheng asked her why Mr.
Fan was called "Mr.
Big" by the young man before.
Ling Niang sighed and said, "I also had an uncle who taught with my father, so I was called Mr.
Big and Mr.
Little respectively.
Everybody's used to it.
My uncle died of illness a few years ago, and my aunt has returned.
Left behind my little cousin, who has followed us since childhood.
As he spoke, he touched the head of the little boy sitting next to Mr.
Fan.
The little boy turned around in disgust and warned: "Don't touch my head, man can't be touched on the head and say that you have been said hundreds of times" The little child's voice still has milk in it, which makes people laugh.
Zhusheng laughed with Ling Niang.
Ling Niang was still covering her mouth with her sleeves, and her eyes were bent into crescents.
Zhusheng suddenly turned his head violently The sound of breaking the sky approached quickly, and Ling Niang watched as Zhusheng's tender white hand stretched out like lightning, grabbing an arrow alive.
The arrow spun rapidly in Zhusheng's hand, but it could no longer move forward.
Less than an inch away, is the tip of Ling Niang's nose GD1806102: