sword sentient beings

Chapter 1 Ginkgo (Revised)

In the late autumn of October, all the flowers are gone.

All the purples and reds are withered, only the blue sky and the yellow leaves are left, and the geese fly from south to north.

Under the south slope, there is a large ginkgo forest, clusters of fan-like ginkgo leaves are golden and brilliant, facing the afternoon sun, they seem to burn like flames, brilliant like torches.

It's just that the autumn wind blows, and the gold is swept away like rain, and it is destined to leave only branches full of desolation.

A ginkgo leaf fluttered down.

The edge of the umbrella-like blade brushed against a teenager's nose and landed on his hand.

That hand was smooth and white, with slender fingers, without traces of labor, except for thin calluses on the pads of the thumb, index finger, and middle finger.

This is a boy's hand, and it is also a hand that only holds a pen.

"Zhaozi, Zhaozi!"

Someone called him, Tang Zhao came back to his senses and said, "Brother Sui."

At this time Tang Zhao was sitting on a donkey cart, the donkey was a thin donkey, the cart was a cart, and the driver was a simple-looking young man of eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Why are you in a daze?"

"I remember... Teacher." Tang Zhao rubbed his face, his face was pale, with a faint blue in the white, like a cold-toned good frozen stone, his facial features were handsome and distinct, just like the book said, picture-in-picture He is very good-looking, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, the cotton is so full that he is bulging like a bun, "It was late autumn when I met my teacher, and the mountains were covered with red and yellow leaves. In a blink of an eye, he was gone. It's been half a year."

Brother Sui recalled: "Ah, I know your teacher, I have met him twice. He is a very old... strange person. He often speaks words that no one can understand, and he also writes heavenly scriptures that no one can understand. "

"It's Chinese characters." Tang Zhao said immediately, "I've learned it completely. I'm probably the only one who can write."

His tone and demeanor were proud, and Brother Sui didn't want to spoil his interest. In fact, his father once complained to Tang Zhao's father: "It's so easy for your family to have a young student who is studying, why don't you invite a serious gentleman to study?" That cripple surnamed Chen can only boast nonsense, compose stories that are unreliable compared to commentary, and write ghost charms that ghosts don't recognize, and ruined your family's champion in the future."

But not long after that, Tang Zhao's family changed suddenly, his parents and teachers suffered misfortune, leaving such a twelve-year-old child alone, it was difficult to earn a living, and it was impossible to study and study, so there was no need to mention it.

Thinking about it this way, Big Brother Sui sighed and said, "Zhaozi, how do we cross the river?"

At the end of the ginkgo forest, the ground suddenly sank, revealing a deep ditch about ten feet wide. The bottom of the ditch was very dark due to insufficient sunlight, and puddles of stagnant water could be seen faintly.

The two planned to cross the river, but the ravine was like a moat, blocking their way.

You can't cross the river, and you can't be reconciled to pushing it back, so you can only stand here.

Tang Zhao said helplessly: "Let's go back first? Let's go up from the lower reaches. We haven't seen the bridge after walking for so long. It seems that we can't cross it. Go to the county town to buy a rope and come back?"

Brother Sui heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Go back. Actually, I've always thought that this forest is weird, and there's this water, and it hasn't dried up like this due to drought. Is this normal..."

Before the words were finished, footsteps sounded, and a big man in Angzang came out of the forest.

"Haha, there is indeed a river. I am going the right way!"

The big man is about [-] years old, eight feet tall, with a scarf on his head, a coarse cloth on his body, a heavy bag on his back, and a dusty face. He seems to have walked a long way.

Brother Sui glanced at his waist, and immediately became nervous, blocking Tang Zhao behind him.

There are knives!

It's a family member!

If they are robbers and thieves, they will be in great danger!
The big man saw the two at the same time, his pupils shrank.

someone!

In the barren mountains and wild mountains, there are no people inhabited, where did two people come from?

The two sides were silent for a while, and Brother Sui was the first to salute with an apologetic smile: "It turns out that you are a chivalrous man. Well, the chivalrous man!"

The big man had seen the faces of the two of them clearly at this time, he relaxed, and said: "Yang is not a chivalrous man, don't mistake your handlebar style."

While speaking, he patted his belt.

On the belt, hung a gleaming waist card with a silver base and two big black characters on it.

"righteous!"

Tang Zhao was in awe, cupped his hands and said, "So he is a righteous hero!"

The big man laughed loudly and said, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. Do you, a young scholar, know about righteous men?"

Tang Zhao excitedly said: "Why don't you know? A righteous man is a hero recognized by the imperial court. He kills evil spirits, protects the environment and the people, and his martial arts are so powerful that he is famous all over the world..."

While he was talking, the big man smiled, scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm overwhelmed, I'm overwhelmed. I just killed a few beasts, defended a few villages, and saved hundreds of people. How could it be so powerful... Great hero, Hahaha...and I have to go to Heyang Hero Mansion once to be worthy of the name."

Tang Zhao became even happier, and said, "Then let's drop by. I'll also go to Xue's residence..."

The big man's laughter stopped abruptly, and his pupils shrank again: "What, you go too?"

His heart trembled, and he thought to himself: Wait a minute, what else can you do in Heyang Hero Mansion besides exchanging for the Kyushu Loyalty List?Could it be that he is also a member of the rivers and lakes?

He glanced at Tang Zhao again, and saw that Tang Zhao was thin and thin, with slender bones, no trace of martial arts training in his hands and feet joints, he definitely did not look like a practicing family.

Could it be that……

Is this a real person who doesn't show his face?
Yes!

Therefore, it is said that the most unfavorable people in the world are those who seem harmless.

The elderly, children, the disabled, scholars...

Isn't it scary that this little scholar occupies two roles?

Thinking of this, sweat gradually came to his forehead.

Yang Dong, Yang Dong, you judge people by their appearance!

Don't look at him as thin and weak, maybe the next moment he draws a sword from the donkey cart, it will cut off your head.

After all, you know how your own martial arts are!

Jianlou killed two ferocious beasts, drank the beast's blood, and thought he was very powerful after several years of skill improvement?

This road is too ostentatious, hanging the valuable righteous man's card around his waist, isn't this arousing the robbery of the strong?

Could it be that I didn't have time to claim the list, I didn't see Xuan Gong, and I didn't know which way the magic cave was opening, so I was about to die halfway?
Just as he was thinking about it, regretting and anxious, Tang Zhao said, "Yes, the student is visiting relatives."

……

"What... what? Seeking relatives?"

Yang Dong came to his senses, "Are you a relative of Xue Daxia?"

Tang Zhao felt strange, everyone said that the martyr's martial arts are unpredictable, why is the face of the martyr so unpredictable?Said: "Don't dare to call them relatives, the teacher is an old friend of Xue Daxia, and the students are entrusted to visit."

Yang Dong breathed a sigh of relief again, his pupils returned to their original shape, and asked, "Your master has friendship with the Heyang hero, he must be a master, who is the senior hero?"

Tang Zhaodao: "The first teacher didn't practice martial arts, but he taught me how to read and write."

"Then you don't know martial arts anymore?"

"Ashamed, students are useless."

"Huh."

Yang Dong patted his beard with his hands, and after a moment of silence, he said: "My relatives and friends are the same, very good, I think you look like a friend of a hero."

When he regained his composure, Yang Dong looked at Tang Zhao again. His upright and clear facial features were filled with the words "weak and weak". How could he look like a hidden expert?
He waved his hand and said, "Let's go across the river. Hey, I remember there is a bridge marked on the map. Where is the bridge?"

Tang Zhao pointed to the half of the wooden pile beside the ditch, and said, "The bridge is here."

The stake was old and broken, but the top was very smooth, as if it had just been shaved by a sharp knife.

Yang Dong looked left and right at the wooden pile, and said, "This...is the old bridge pier? The bridge was demolished?"

Tang Zhaodao: "When we came here, there were only bridge piers."

Yang Dong clapped his legs and said, "What should I do? If you want to go to Xue's mansion, you have to cross this river, and there is no other way. Scholar, what do you think?" He saw that the little scholar looked happy, could it be that he was a scholar? Have a good idea?

Tang Zhao was indeed in a very happy mood, even full of anticipation, and said, "What's so difficult about this, this is just a river ditch ten feet wide..."

"Yep."

"A master like you, can't you pass it in one jump?"

"..."

Yang Dong's nose was so angry that he thought to himself: Could this little sour Ding be entertaining me?ten feet?Is this bullying that I can't fly?
But then, he saw the boy's sincere and admiring eyes.

He was really waiting for himself to fly into the sky and escape like the hero in the story.

Forget it, this little doll is not only weak, but also a mallet at all, and she doesn't know anything about martial arts.

As long as he has a little common sense, he knows that a person who can jump four or five feet on flat ground, let alone ten feet, can be called a strong player in the arena.Even those "knights" who have achieved both internal and external skills and stand at the top of the rivers and lakes, not everyone can leap that far.

Yang Dong is still just a "righteous man", not a "chivalrous man".

Of course Yang Dong could explain it to him, but that would lose his style.He shook his burden and pulled out a knife.

Tang Zhao was taken aback, Big Brother Sui had been watching with his fists on the side, then he suddenly jumped up to make amends and said with a smile, "Master, calm down..."

With a sound of swipe, Yang Dong drew the knife out of its sheath, revealing the blade made of fine steel. The light of the knife met the sun, and the light was dazzling and white, which made Tang Zhao squint his eyes.Brother Sui's face became more and more earthy.

Yang Dong raised his blade and said, "What's the skill of diving into a ditch? It depends on Yang." He went straight to the ginkgo forest, squatted on the horse with his waist down, his luck concentrated, his body was as immobile as a rock on Mount Tai, and his anger was soaring like a prairie fire!
Seeing his whereabouts, Tang Zhao opened his mouth——

With a loud shout, the sound is like a golden bell!

The lingering sound did not stop, and the fallen leaves were like rain.

The tall tree more than ten feet tall slowly fell to the ground with a bang, splashing gold all over the ground.

Yang Dong swung his saber, exhausted all his strength, gasped for a few breaths on the spot, suppressed the numbness of his arms, glanced at Tang Zhao from the corner of his eye, and saw Tang Zhao was stunned, he couldn't help feeling proud, thinking: I'm afraid it's me Best knife of my life!It's a pity that Xiao Xiucai can't understand it, he doesn't know how exquisite this "Moyun Golden Winged Knife" is, and how perfect my "Riding the Wind Thousand Miles" technique just now is.Otherwise, the scholar is the best at making fuss, and he has to write a special poem to praise me.

Tang Zhao was really dumbfounded. Just before Yang Dong swung his knife, he wanted to say: The yellow leaves of this tree in front of him are extremely splendid, which is a spectacle. Can you let it go and exchange for another tree?But Yang Dong's knife was too fast, and before he could say it, it was over.

Seeing that Yang Dong had already sheathed the knife, he returned it gracefully.Tang Zhao struggled for a while, and cheered up and said, "A righteous man will benefit one side, and he is truly benevolent and righteous."

Yang Dong waved his hand and said, "Small things. As a righteous man, of course he should do things of loyalty. Building bridges and roads is a duty."

Tang Zhao applauded and said, "Good!"

Brother Sui watched the two of them, one showing his full strength and the other admiring with all his heart, and couldn't help but wry smile.If he hadn't been familiar with Tang Zhao's sincere and straightforward character, he would have thought that the two of them were singing and selling melons to Wang Po.Seeing the inexplicable speculation between the two of them, they couldn't get in the conversation and stroked the donkey silently.

Tang Zhaodao: "Brother Feng, with this big tree as a bridge, I have to work hard for you."

Brother Sui sighed and said, "Yes. It's not easy just to overtake the donkey cart to the single-plank bridge."

The ginkgo wood is strong enough to be used as a wooden bridge for people to walk, but not enough for a donkey cart.What's more, it is not easy to drive the donkey onto the bridge. If the animal stumbles on the bridge, even the cart and people are in danger.

Tang Zhaosi pondered: "Is this... can you unload the donkey and put it on the cart and push it over?"

Brother Sui said: "How dare you think..."

At this time, Yang Dong said: "What's the difficulty of crossing the bridge? Come and help me, kid, and build the bridge. I promise you can cross the river."

Big brother Sui hurriedly said: "If you have any orders, just send out villains, and don't dare to work for you..."

Yang Dong said impatiently: "Since I think you are pleasing to me in the same industry, how about helping the leader? I think you have a cocoon in your mouth. Although you don't seem to be able to teach, you have practiced some kung fu, and you are half a Jianghu. Why are you not as good as others?" Scholar is refreshing? Come and help me move the wood."

The two put the tree on the ditch, and Yang Dong went up and stepped on it to make sure it was stable.Then he directed the two to unload the car.

Rolling up his sleeves, Yang Dong took a deep breath, stretched out his hands, and firmly grasped the donkey's legs.

The black and skinny donkey bristled and screamed loudly, but it seemed to be clamped by an iron hoop, and it couldn't even kick.

Yang Dong exerted force on his arm, the muscles on his arm swelled, and with a loud shout, he lifted a large animal of six or seven hundred catties above his head!
Tang Zhao's eyes straightened, and he let out a "wow"!
That's it - Powerlifting...Donkey!

Lifting this big brute over his head is awesome!Isn't it much better than chopping trees with a big knife?

Yang Dong couldn't hear his heart, so his nose didn't get crooked. He turned around amidst Tang Zhao's admiration, and stepped onto the single-plank bridge step by step.

It was okay to walk up at first, but after a few steps to the hanging place, the trunk of the ginkgo tree swayed a little, weighing nearly a thousand catties at once, making the wooden bridge overwhelmed.

When Tang Zhaoxin mentioned it, Yang Dong was also a little nervous. Fortunately, the wooden bridge was not long, so he walked across it in a few steps.

Kick off and step forward——

whoosh-

Yang Dong only felt a chill in his ear, an arrow flew past his ear, and was nailed a few feet behind him.

The dangerous bridge is narrow, and he is not allowed to turn back, nor does he have to turn back.

When he looked up, he clearly saw the cold light of bows and arrows in the bushes on the opposite bank!
　I haven't written for a long time, I'm a little nervous

　　New books are also relatively slow, let's take our time
　　
　
(End of this chapter)