"So what if the idea is hard?"
A gentle voice sounded from the darkness.
Then, a person slowly walked to the window.
He is young, dressed in a blue shirt and Confucian robe, with fair skin and a smiling face. He looks like a scholar out for an outing.
Looking at this seemingly harmless young man, a trace of fear flashed in his bearded eyes. He lowered his head and said to please, "That's right, Third Brother, you are extremely resourceful. You will definitely be able to deal with these people with ease."
The young man glanced at him, shook his head and sighed, "I don't want to get hurt, but there is nothing I can do. Seeing that winter is approaching, the guys in the village have to divide Red Cabinet to escape the winter."
"You also know what's going on on the mountain. If we don't collect enough silver, I'm afraid the village will collapse in the coming year."
After that, he looked out the window and said, "Mount Niubei Liang, there are more than one family who are greedy for this guy, but whether it can work out is another matter."
"Let's find out the details first."
"Yes, third brother!"
"Huh?"
"Yes, sir..."
It rains continuously and the autumn days are getting shorter.
By the time Sha LiFei returned from the inn, the sky was already dark. In the large, dilapidated main hall, there was a faint light from the fire, and the fragrance was already wafting in the air.
Sha LiFei sniffed, his eyes lit up, he immediately speeded up, and said loudly before entering the door, "Okay, you won't wait for me until dinner is ready!"
"What's the rush?"
Li Yan sat on the bricks, wiping his hands Guanshan Knife, "Although the pheasant is fat in autumn, it is a little burnt after all. If it is stewed for a while, it will become more mushy."
The most worry-free thing after setting out on the road is meat.
Ordinary people are always in a hurry when they are on the road. Even if they occasionally encounter wild animals on the roadside, they may not be able to catch them.
But these are not problems for Li Yan.
He had an amazing sense of smell and couldn't hide anything approaching. He also got some flying knives at Xianyang City. He would often walk and suddenly throw the knife out, and he would get something.
Smelling the aroma wafting from the big pot, everyone's mouth was watering, but no one dared to lift the lid.
This Young Hero Li is very picky about what he eats. If the heat is not enough, if he lifts the lid of the pot in advance, he will get angry and curse at others.
Sha LiFei naturally had to endure it. After putting down the wine jar and side dishes, he came close to Li Yan and told the news he had learned.
Li Yan frowned, "The bandits want to escape the winter?"
Sha LiFei nodded. "Most likely!"
A young man in Gangfang was a little curious, "Why do you want to avoid winter?"
The handlebar type Old MengTou couldn't help it anymore and ran to the wine jar to pour himself a bowl. After taking two sips, he squinted his eyes and said, "You are a gangster, you don't even know this?"
"Winter in the mountains is not that easy. Especially in the Qinling Mountains. When the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, there is a lack of food and clothing, and the roads are cut off. The bandits can't grab anything. If they continue to stay in the mountains, aren't they sick?"
"So, every year at this time, they will grab a lot, divide the money and scatter down the mountain. Some go back to visit my mother, some hide with the old lady of the kiln, and some set up gambling in the village..."
"In short, everyone is busy with their own affairs."
"In the spring of next year, the bandit leaders will call people. If they don't show up on time, Three Knives Six Holes. If they die in a conflict with someone, they will join forces and come to take revenge."
"After finishing these things, we can continue to block roads and cut paths."
The young man was stunned, "Look back at me?"
Sha LiFei sneered at the side, "Bandits don't just pop out of rocks. Of course they have wives, and some even raise a large family."
"Sometimes, you find out that some unscrupulous family in the village suddenly says that they are going out to do business and only come back during the Chinese New Year and still bring money with them. There is probably something wrong!"
"That's it..."
The young barber suddenly realized.
Afterwards, everyone looked at Li Yan.
The polemen originally thought that the person who would make the final decision in the team would be Sha LiFei, who is experienced in the arena, or Wang Dao Xuan, who is mature and stable.
But after these days, Li Yan has arranged everything properly and has completely convinced them.
Li Yan pondered for a moment, "Let's wait until Zhongnan Mountain. Niubeiliang's banditry must have spread. Let's see how they deal with it..."
At this moment, he suddenly frowned and looked out the door, "There are quite a few people coming. Please be careful, guys."
Sha LiFei quickly picked up the knife and stood up, took a look at the door, shook his head and said, "It's these officials, they are really here!"
As he spoke, he described what he saw at the inn.
Li Yan said nothing and looked at Wang Dao Xuan.
Wang Dao Xuan shook his head and said, "We are all on the road, so it doesn't matter if it is convenient for others. Let's just make room."
This is the division of labor of the three-person team.
Li Yan is responsible for speaking harsh words, Wang Dao Xuan is the peacemaker, and Sha LiFei has both sides. He can be tough when he needs it, and he can be soft when he needs to be soft. He has room for maneuver in everything he encounters.
Sure enough, as soon as they finished speaking, the middle-aged man named Feng Ping cupped his hands at the door and said, "Everyone, it's windy and rainy, can you please make room for yourself?"
"Okay, let's talk easily."
Having made the decision, Sha LiFei naturally wanted to act like a good guy and went to move the things back to the house with the gangsters. Then he asked, "There is hot food here, do you want some?"
"Thank you, no."
The middle-aged man Feng Ping looked solemn and clasped his fists.
Sha LiFei was just being polite, but if he really asked, he didn't want to give it, so he shrugged and turned back to the house.
Watching them leave, Feng Ping began to direct others to light the fire, while he opened the sedan curtain and carefully helped an old man down.
The old man is tall but a bit fat, with white eyebrows and long beard, calm eyes, and an inexplicable aura of majesty.
"Madam, Miss, we are here." Feng Ping opened the second sedan, and a dignified-looking woman in white came out, supporting a Old Woman.
Several people entered the side hall and looked at the house covered in thick dust. The old man sighed, "Traveling is difficult and there are always a lot of inconveniences. Feng Ping, bring chairs to Madam and Miss."
"Also, take some cakes and give them to the next door as a courtesy."
"Yes, sir."
The middle-aged man first moved two small chairs from the sedan, then took a lacquer box from inside, came to Li Yan's house, and said with cupped hands, "Thank you all, my master asked me to send you some snacks for everyone to try."
"Si Fang Zhai's pastries?"
Sha LiFei's eyes lit up and he took it directly, "I'm so sorry. Thank you to that gentleman for us."
"You're welcome."
The middle-aged man Feng Ping nodded, turned and left.
"Tsk, tsk, look at their etiquette, they must be from a wealthy family!"
Sha LiFei opened the paint box while praising it.
The lacquer box with a black background and red lines is originally a craft passed down from the Han Dynasty. It is simple and elegant. After opening, the colorful snacks inside are neatly stacked, which is even more pleasing to the eye.
"Si Fang Zhai's pastries..." Sha LiFei said nostalgically, "This thing is not cheap. It costs ten taels of silver per box. The last time I ate it, I had to help a wealthy Chang'an businessman to do some work for me."
Li Yan had eaten countless good things in his previous life. Although this thing was beautiful, he didn't like it, so everyone divided it up and then stepped forward to lift the lid of the pot.
In an instant, the heat rises and the fragrance hits your nostrils.
It's just an ordinary big pot dish. The chicken is chopped, stir-fried with the pickled vegetables, added with water and boiled, and some Salt Ba is added randomly.
However, he now has an amazing sense of smell and can handle ordinary ingredients just right. He also controls the heat exquisitely to bring out the original flavor of the ingredients, so it can be considered delicious.
Everyone couldn't wait, so they each stepped forward to fill a large bowl, broke up the dry food steamed buns and soaked them in the hot soup. They took a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of rice, and squatted on the ground to slurp and eat until they were covered in sweat.
After eating, everyone went to bed early.
Although we stayed here temporarily because of the rain, everyone is a veteran and knows that the journey ahead will be difficult and they must seize every moment to rest.
Only Wang Dao Xuan and Li Yan were sitting by the campfire.
The two of them discussed spending the whole night in meditation, taking turns to meditate, while those who were idle would protect the Dharma and keep vigil.
Li Yan was on duty in the second half of the night, so after everyone fell asleep, he sat cross-legged, first visualized the internal organs, and then gathered the little Spiritual Light in the Unseen at the center of the eyebrows, entering the state of concentration.
Soon, the white light between the eyebrows expanded, and a Daoist figure appeared.
After several months of practice, the outline of Cun Shen has become clearer and clearer, and the image can be vaguely distinguished. It looks like Great Luo Dharma Body, wearing a Daoist robe and sitting on a lotus platform.
The facial features are exactly the same as his.
This is the god imagined by Li Yan.
As soon as he became a god, he was protected by Great Luo Dharma Body, so Spiritual Light would not waste any of it. In addition, Divine Sense was not damaged due to no fighting with others, so Li Yan's cultivation progress was amazing.
By the time he went to Tai Bai Mountain, his skills were enough to support the construction of the building.
To others, this is simply a miracle.
You know, before ordinary people had Building the Tower, even if they repaired it diligently every night, the Spiritual Light would always drift away, just like a swimming pool, which leaks while water is entering.
This alone wastes a lot of time.
Li Yan has no such worries. What's even more amazing is that once Divine Sense is injured, it can be replaced by Great Luo Dharma Body. It will not fall due to a certain battle, so there are no worries.
However, he felt no joy at this moment.
In the dantian, on the palm of Great Luo Dharma Body's left hand, the mark of "Gouling" became more and more obvious, and seemed to have turned into a natural texture.
This is something from the underworld!
That mysterious place is a bit taboo even for the Tai Xuan Orthodox Sect.
After becoming Living Underworld Messenger, will his secret be discovered...
The closer we get to the Qinling Mountains, the more uneasy Li Yan feels.
Before you know it, the daily meditation is over.
Li Yan After Li Yan woke up, it was already Zi Hour. Several people in the house were snoring continuously, and the bonfire was blazing, but it still could not dispel the coldness of the late autumn rainy night.
Watching Wang Dao Xuan enter meditation, Li Yan added some more wood and sat in front of the campfire to keep vigil.
Of course, he was not idle and took out two books from his backpack.
One book <Pigua Fist Manual>, one book <Qin Han Drum Rhythms>.
Both of these are gifts from Spring Breeze Troupe Leader Zhou.
After all, Cloud Thunder Divine Drum is a magic weapon. He carries it with him and hangs it on his horse. These days, he slaps it at regular times every day to exercise Hidden Strength, and his skill has obviously increased.
But if you want to use it as a magic weapon, just slapping it randomly will definitely not work. Only with the cooperation of Shen Shen <Qin Han Drum Rhythms> will the power be greater.
Also, this is the Pigua Fist spectrum.
Several fierce fights during this period have made him discover his own problems.
Putting aside the gap in skill, the weakness in boxing has already emerged.
Red Fist has flexible movement and is good at attacking closely. Because of his father's influence and his previous life experiences, he has really worked hard at attacking.
The so-called cunning means beating with cunning, hooking, entangling and sticking.
Facts have also proved this. In the battle with Zhou Bai, he is not afraid as long as he gets close, and he can often even defeat the strong with the weak.
The art of fighting is very particular about distance.
According to his father's plan, he used sharp swords from a distance and Red Fist at close range, allowing him to quickly build up his combat power and make a name for himself.
However, it is not enough now.
It's not that Red Fist is not good, it's that everyone has different personalities and body types. With Mother Boxing, you can absorb various boxing techniques and develop your own potential, so that you can go further in the future.
For example, in the battle with that Iron Wire Fist guy, he had no choice but to rely on his cleverness and exploit the weakness in his opponent's mind.
And in the past few months, Li Yan found that he had grown taller again.
Boxing techniques will naturally change accordingly.
Zhou Pan has unusually long arms, choose Through-the-Back Monkey Fist.
And his choice is this Pigua Fist.
Pigua Palm is also called Pigua Palm because it uses many palms for splitting and hanging. It is good at defeating enemies at medium and long distances.
It pays attention to the long range to hit far, the far range to hit long, and the close range to whip. It can be retracted or released, long or short, and it is best at controlling the distance in space, which is enough to make up for his shortcomings.
Combined with the gun punch in Red Fist, the power is even greater.
There is another reason for choosing this path.
He used to practice Hidden Strength, which was Red Fist, but now he is practicing Divine Drum Cloud Thunder Sound, which is domineering and powerful, and the Lei Gang shocks all directions, so his boxing skills must also be coordinated with it, so that he can condense his fist intention in the future.
Beside the bonfire on a rainy night, Li Yan looked through the boxing records, sometimes falling into deep thought.
Of course, this is just a preliminary understanding.
It is said that changing boxing is like reaching the sky. Although he did not completely change boxing, forming his own characteristics did not happen overnight. He had to consult famous experts for advice.
Chang'an masters gathered together. After the trip to the Qinling Mountains, they happened to go there to learn boxing from a master who was proficient in Pigua...
Before I knew it, the night passed.
As Wang Dao Xuan expected, the autumn rain had not stopped in the early morning, and it continued to rain sparsely.
When transporting coffins back home, there is a taboo that the coffins cannot touch the ground. Even if you are traveling in this weather, the coffins will inevitably get wet even if they are wrapped in linoleum.
If it skids and rolls over, that would be bad luck.
Everyone chopped firewood and boiled water to make porridge. A bowl of hot rice porridge was eaten together with yesterday's leftovers. Even in the deserted house, they felt warm all over their bodies.
Towards noon, the autumn rain finally stopped.
Li Yan and Wang Dao Xuan went out to check the sky, and the people next door happened to come out of the yard.
I saw the old man stroking his beard and looking into the distance, surrounded by green mountains and billowing white mist. He couldn't help but feel very good. Open Smile said, "Feng Ping, do you know which road we are taking?"
"Qin-Chu Ancient Road."
"What's the origin?"
"This... subordinate doesn't know."
The old man looked into the distance and sighed, "The Qinling Mountains divide the north and the south. They are the middle dragon of the three dragon veins. They were built by the pre-Qin Dynasty. Starting from Xianyang, they ended at the southern Qinling Mountains, so they were called Zhongnan Mountain. Later generations continued to build it, and eventually it connected Qin and Chu."
"That's it." The middle-aged guard suddenly realized.
The old man shook his head again and said, "From ancient times to the present, our ancestors have made long and narrow roads, eventually crossing the natural chasm and communicating with all directions."
"There is Zi-Wu Road, from Chang'an to Hanzhong, Ankang and Bashu..."
"There is Luo Valley Road, go south via Zhou to Xiluo Valley, and go to Hanzhong..."
"There is also Bao-Xie Road, which is rumored to have been excavated by Emperor Yu, as well as Chencang, Lanwu, Yigu, and Xugu roads..."
"This subordinate has heard of it and secretly set up Chen Cang."
"That's right, our ancestors were still like this in ancient times. I was just frustrated for a moment, so what's there to fear? When I return to Fengyang, I will work hard to train the next generation of clansmen and wait for the opportunity. Thirty years later, it will be a different situation."
Listening to the old man's good talk, Wang Dao Xuan couldn't help but feel good about him, "This old layman is very knowledgeable. We are also going to Fengyang, don't you know his name?"
The old man pondered for a moment, "Since we are on the same journey, sending the deceased back home, there is no need to hide it, I Lu Kang."
When Li Yan and Sha LiFei heard this, their faces became a little weird...