See you in the world

Chapter 193
While repairing the roadside, Liu Dazhuang and others quickly set up a simple stove and picked up firewood to start a fire for cooking.

When planning a trip a few days ago, Yunjing asked Song Yan to prepare pots, pans, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, vegetables, meat, rice and other items...

Yun Jing didn't want to really suffer when he was away from home. Anyway, there are two carriages, if conditions permit, why not enjoy a little?
Isn't it comfortable to eat a hot meal on the road?

It's not that he's traveling a long distance, he's clearly out for a walk.

Song Yan was the one who cooked. He was good at cooking. Liu Dazhuang and others were in charge of helping out, while Yun Jing set up a table beside him that was easy to disassemble and assemble.

At this moment, Yun Shan took out a package from the carriage, which contained the dry food that Jiang Susu had prepared the day before, and he was holding a water bottle made of bamboo tubes in his hand.

Holding the dry food kettle, Yunshan looked busy, but Yunjing and the others looked at the dry food in their hands, and then put it back into the carriage as if nothing had happened. There was delicious hot food, and the brain was broken before eating the dry food...

"Xiao Xi, don't run around, be careful that the bad guys will catch you and sell you", Jiang Susu frightened Yun Xi who was running around.

The child is tough, after walking such a long way, Yun Xi became lively again after she woke up.

Hearing her mother's threats, she twisted her body and laughed and said, "I'm not afraid. I have a brother. The bad guys will sell me and my brother will find me. The last time Huahua disappeared, it was my brother who helped me find it. Brother, I will definitely find me."

As she spoke, she pouted her little butt and picked wild flowers while running.

Jiang Susu was speechless, so she had to go over and look after her so as not to run around.

The Huahua Yun Xi mentioned was a bird that Yunjing caught for her when she went back. She died after playing with it for a while, and then threw it away. Forgot about it, she cried and looked for her brother, saying that Huahua was gone, and there was nothing she could do. Yunjing can only help her catch one again...

After assembling the table, Yunjing looked at Song Yan, who was cooking, and said to himself that chili pepper, pepper, and cumin... none of these, how much deliciousness would be missing.

"I remember it was mentioned in a book that in a certain place in the south, there is a special kind of fruit, which is shaped like a beauty's finger. It is green and tender at the beginning, then it is fiery red when it matures, and it is poisonous. If it is eaten by mistake, it will cause abdominal pain like a knife... I don't know if it is pepper. If I have a chance to go to the south in the future, if that thing is really chili, my barbecue, my hot pot...well, I need to collect all kinds of condiments in the future..."

I can't think about it anymore, Yunjing is a little drooling just thinking about it.

At this moment, the young knight from the direction of Qingxi Town is already more than a hundred meters away from Yunjing, and they can be seen after turning around a small hill.

That young knight-errant was on the other side of the mountain, and suddenly shouted: "Get out, I saw you!"

His voice stunned everyone except Yun Jing, then Liu Dazhuang and the others picked up their knives and said in their hearts, don't be bad guys here?
After a while, the young knight came over on horseback, and was about to take a sip of wine, when he saw Yunjing and the others, his expression froze slightly...

Kind of embarrassing.

The other pedestrians who followed Yun Jing and the others were also scattered everywhere. At this time, an old man looked up at the young knight nervously and said, "Hero, are you calling us? Do you have any orders?"

"Ah, it's okay, I just saw you, um, that's it..." The young knight took a sip of his wine as if nothing had happened to hide his embarrassment, and then laughed.

The old man nodded and said, "That's it..."
Speaking of which, the old man went back to the roadside stone where he was sitting before and continued to eat dry food, thinking in his heart that since you have nothing to do, what are you yelling about, those who don’t know think you are going to rob, and I was shocked.

The young chivalrous man guessed that he had encountered such situations too many times, so he would soon feel relieved, coughed and asked, "Your Majesty Song Ming Dao, who was buried in Jianshan under his tutelage, has practiced martial arts for decades, and now he has learned a lot, and now he travels around the world to punish rape and eradicate evil." , I heard that there are often bandits haunting this way, so I came here to see if you can meet them in this journey? If so, just tell me, and I will eradicate these beasts."

Bury Sword Mountain?
Hearing that man's words, Yun Jing recalled what he had seen and heard about this world in his mind. He had never heard of it at all, but judging from that guy's tone, Burial Sword Mountain is a great place?
But it's not right, if Burial Sword Mountain is really some great Jianghu sect, this guy claims to have practiced martial arts for decades, but why is he only in the middle of the day after tomorrow?

Could it be that it is hidden?
A passer-by helped to answer, shook his head and said, "Hero, we have traveled safe and sound this way, and have not encountered the rumored path-shearing bully."

"Really?" Song Mingdao asked, seemingly a little disappointed.

The man replied: "Hero, we really haven't met, besides, we don't need to hide this kind of thing."

"Ah... that's all right, let's go, everyone." Song Mingdao curled his lips, took a sip of wine and rode away on his own.

After he left, the person who answered before muttered, saying who is this, and that he is a hero, as if he wished that we would meet the scissors...

Yun Jing almost laughed, and Song Mingdao, who hadn't gone far, also heard it, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face, he pretended not to hear, and continued walking forward.

After getting away from Yunjing and the others, Song Mingdao started his performance again, and Feng Lin yelled "I see you..."

"Uncle Liu, have you heard of Burial Sword Mountain?" Yun Jing asked Liu Dazhuang after Song Mingdao walked away.

Liu Dazhuang directly shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it, it should be from the Jianghu sect. I have been in Niujiao Town for almost decades in my life. Where have I come into contact with such a place?"

Well, Yun Jing is no longer entangled. I don't know where the disciples of Jianjian Mountain would come to this remote place. I guess these gangsters are running around with nothing to do.

The food was ready quickly, Yunjing ate and drank, washed up and packed up and prepared to continue on the road.

On the other side, Song Mingdao came to the group of gangsters that Yun Jing had dealt with, and suddenly frowned and pulled back the horse that sat down. Looking around, he smelled the smell of blood.

The next moment, he jumped up, drew his sharp sword and rushed into the forest by the side of the road, and then saw bandits with heads in different places.

Such a picture made him stunned on the spot, with a look of horror on his face.

"Dozens of gangsters, all with their heads in different places, and their tactics are crisp and neat. It seems that these gangsters are all dead with just one blow of the sword. Judging from the slightly dazed expressions of these gangsters after death, they probably don't know how they died. What kind of expert did it? What a sharp sword technique! I'm afraid it can only be done by a congenital master..."

Whispering, he suddenly thought of something, quickly left the woods, turned around on his horse, and galloped in the direction of Yunjing and the others.

He also said that he didn’t meet any bandits, it’s so cold, and the bandits didn’t die for a long time, the expert who got rid of the bandits must be hiding among them, those civilians don’t seem to be telling lies, presumably they should be experts Secretly solved the gangster's...

Song Mingdao quickly thought a lot. He wanted to visit and make friends with such an expert. He had two purposes. He wanted to admire the demeanor of such an expert. The second thing was that if he could get some advice from the other party, he would definitely benefit a lot. what.

Song Mingdao didn't think too much about the fact that the high-level people don't want to see him. As long as he has a thick skin, tries to please him, and lowers his posture, the high-level people will dislike him, but if he stretches out his hand and doesn't hit the smiling people, he won't be able to attack himself. Bar.

His unreliable master once taught him a wise saying, thick-skinned can eat enough, thin-skinned can't eat...

The Burial Sword Mountain used to be very beautiful, but now it has long since declined, otherwise the Song and Ming swords would not be so distinctive.

The former Jianjian Mountain, in the entire territory of the Dali Dynasty, can be described as a holy place that swordsmen all over the world yearn for. The head of the sect has a mythical cultivation base and leads the Jianjian Mountain. Even the court has to give some face. Countless swordsmen went there, saw the sword skills there, and were so ashamed that they buried their swords.

It is estimated that the name of Jianjian Mountain is not very auspicious. Hundreds of years ago, with the death of the head of Jianjian Mountain in the mythical realm, this holy place that countless swordsmen yearned for gradually began to decline. Jianshan has become fat in the eyes of countless people. The descendants of Jianjianshan have struggled to support it for hundreds of years, and now their reputation has long since disappeared. There are very few people in the world who remember this place.

Song Mingdao is now the only surviving disciple of the once glorious Burial Sword Mountain. His master passed away after teaching him for a few years. His skills are incomplete. Without the backing of his master, Song Mingdao can only travel around the world.

His biggest dream in this life is to reproduce the scenery of the mountain where Jian Jian was buried, so if there is an expert, he has the cheek to go up, and if he has a date or not, he will poke a stick first.

For his dreams, that's why he said that he was a disciple of Buried Sword Mountain almost everyone he met, and whenever there were bandits and bullies, he would go forward, just to punish rape and get rid of evil, to make a name for himself, publicity, he didn't publicize, the whole Who in the world still remembers the place where Jianjian Mountain was buried?

Song Mingdao always firmly believes that as long as he works hard, he will definitely make the world remember the place of Burial Sword Mountain again!

He has a thick skin, and he has visited countless Jianghu sects over the years. When people heard that he was buried in Jianshan, he didn't want to change his sect. Although those Jianghu sects didn't speak ill of each other, they didn't like them very much, so they didn't learn much. What is it.

Hundreds of years have passed, the grievances and grievances of Zanjian Mountain in the rivers and lakes have disappeared, and no one makes things difficult for him. Song Mingdao actually tried to reproduce the scenery of Zanjian Mountain, and people were happy to see his jokes.

You are dreaming, unless you become a strong person in the mythical realm, you will have a chance to reappear the scenery of Jianjian Mountain, but there may not be one such existence in a hundred years, just you?The aptitude is average, but the skills are still incomplete, is it possible?
Song Mingdao, galloping his horse, quickly returned to the place where Yunjing and the others stayed. At this moment, Yunjing and the others were preparing to leave.

Coming here, Song Mingdao, who was eager to see an expert, got off his horse and didn't think the ground was dirty, so he knelt down on the ground with a plop, and said loudly: "Song Mingdao, a junior disciple of Buried Sword Mountain, is dedicated to the way of swordsmanship and hard work. Xun Wumen, seeing the swordsmanship of the previous senior, was astonished as a celestial being, and also invited the senior to show up and give some pointers, the junior is very grateful"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the pedestrians on the side of the road, paying attention to everyone's every move, hoping that the expert in his mind would show up to see him. At this moment, everyone he saw looked like an expert, but no one looked like him.

The tall man in his eyes is a tall man who is better than himself anyway, and deserves to be worshipped. As long as he has the opportunity to get advice, he can increase the chance of restoring the scenery of Buried Sword Mountain. He doesn't feel ashamed if he has a dream in his heart.

A gust of wind blew by, rolling up a cloud of dust, and no one answered.

He kowtowed as soon as he came, who would dare to bear it, everyone backed away, looking at him like a fool...

(End of this chapter)