Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 208 Chunhui Inch Grass
In June, the weather is very hot.

On the official road, a young man in a green shirt that looked a bit old was riding slowly on the back of a black donkey.

"Follow up, hurry up!"

Qi State has a large population, and there are not a few pedestrians on the official roads and caravans coming and going.

The leader of the caravan looked at the lagging cars and kept urging them.

"Wow, Dad, look over there, someone is riding a black donkey again!"

The boy riding a donkey was closing his eyes and resting his mind when he suddenly heard a child yelling loudly in the middle of the opposite caravan.

"What are you yelling at, don't be surprised!"

The adult patted the child's head lightly, and said somewhat reproachfully.

"Father, do you think that person is Huan Chang Shaoxia?"

The child didn't care about his father's accusation, instead he stared at the boy riding a donkey with bright eyes.

The child's father also looks to be in his 30s, but he is Kong Wuli.

He glanced at the young man on the donkey's back, but lowered his voice and said, "This is another counterfeit following the trend."

When the child heard this, his eyes could not help showing disappointment.

A year ago, the child's father had been to Mingjian Villa and witnessed the terrifying battle from a distance.

After returning home, the man vomited to his son, telling what he had seen and heard back then, even exaggerating.

From then on, the child remembered Shujiange, and also remembered the descendant of Shujiange who was riding a black donkey, young hero Huan Changhuan.

In fact, Huan Chang did not play any role in that decisive battle.

The reason why people can remember Huan Chang is not because of his high martial arts, but because of his special status.

Many sects and quacks knew Xu Wang's harsh words before leaving, and no one dared to ignore this threat.

Therefore, Huan Chang became an existence that cannot be provoked.

This also caused many elders of the sect to warn their disciples not to provoke Huan Chang, so as not to bring disaster to the sect.

Many teenagers are naturally very envious of Huan Chang having such a strong background.

There are even many teenagers, because they are eager to be accepted as disciples by master hermits, they try their best to get a black donkey.

They will dress up to be exactly the same as Huan Chang, and they also imagine that they can be valued by peerless powerhouses.

This kind of dress has become a trend very quickly, and more and more years have followed suit.

This also made the price of black donkeys in Qi country start to rise in a straight line.

Therefore, even though a year has passed, Huan Chang still has a good reputation in Qi State.

Walking on the road, you can see from time to time, a young man riding a black donkey passing by.

And this child, dreaming of being accepted as a disciple by a master, also wanted to own a black donkey, but he failed to get what he wanted.

On the way with the caravan, the child saw many young people riding on the back of a black donkey with haughty faces.

Every time the child sees this scene, his little face is full of envy.

He also secretly guessed in his heart whether those guys riding the black donkeys were the real descendants of Shujian Pavilion.

It's just that every time I ask my father, the child feels a little disappointed.

"It turned out to be a counterfeit again."

The child naturally believed in his father's words.

Because the child's father had witnessed the battle at Mingjian Villa back then, and had also seen Huan Chang himself from a distance.

This is also the capital that the child's father can boast about today.

Obviously, although the black donkey was very strong, the boy on the donkey's back looked completely different from Huan Chang.

Hearing the murmurs of the father and son, the boy riding the donkey opened his eyes, with a wry smile on his face.

"Being treated as a counterfeit again."

The boy showed helplessness on his face, but he didn't say much, and passed the caravan.

The boy riding the donkey is Huan Chang.

However, Huan Chang has already changed his face because he has learned the disguise technique in the past year.

That man, seeing Huan Chang's current appearance, it's not surprising that he didn't recognize him.

"The place where Sun Moon Lake is located is in the Neihu Island in Liucheng, so it shouldn't be too far from here."

After tidying up his mood, Huan Chang raised his head and stared into the distance, thinking secretly.

At this time, more than a month has passed since Huan Chang left the hut where he practiced.

During this period, he changed his face and entered the cities along the way, and also inquired about a lot of news.

Even though it has been a year, Jianghu people are still talking about the battle at Mingjian Villa.

Everyone is also guessing where the master of the Shujian Pavilion, who has been so successful, has gone.

Also, Huan Chang, who is the successor of Shu Jiange, why has there been no news for a year.

As for the demise of Famous Sword Villa, there are far fewer people talking about it now.

In the rivers and lakes, fighting and killing are all too common.

It is not uncommon for sects to be destroyed. No matter how glorious Mingjian Villa was once, it is now a thing of the past.

It's just that Huan Chang still heard that Qi State also suffered in the battle to destroy Mingjian Villa.

In any case, Mingjian Villa was also a super sect back then, with a strong background.

Even if Jiang Xiaobai led a large number of masters and two thousand Golden Scale Guards to go there, there would be a lot of losses due to carelessness.

Even though Mingjian Villa was destroyed later and Wanjian City was acquired by Qi State, King Qi was still furious.

King Qi called Jiang Xiaobai back and asked him to reflect on Linzi.

The sun hung high in the sky, and Huan Chang rode the black donkey for another distance, feeling a little thirsty.

"The sun is so vicious, I'd better go to the mountains and forests to rest for a while."

Huan Chang came out this time for the purpose of traveling around Qi to increase his knowledge, and he didn't have any specific purpose.

Walking is also a practice.

For more than a month after he came out, Huan Chang acted recklessly and settled down, sometimes even sleeping directly in the wilderness.

"Xiao Hei, go into the forest to enjoy the shade."

Little Hei's eyes lit up, and immediately turned into a black whirlwind, rushing towards the distant mountains and forests.

In fact, with Huan Chang's martial arts and Xiao Hei's strong body, he wouldn't feel uncomfortable because of the heat.

But if you can find a shady place, it can make you feel better.

Since Huan Chang came out to train his mind, he naturally had to do it rashly.

In the forest, there are many trees.

Because the vegetation is too strong, even the pervasive sunlight cannot shine in.

"Buzz!"

Although the mountains and forests in summer are shady and cool, annoying mosquitoes are indispensable.

"Chirp!"

Huan Chang thought it was normal.

Gently swipe the index finger and middle finger of the right hand, and the half-inch sword light immediately spins in the air.

"Chucky!"

The mosquitoes that surrounded them fell from the sky like dumplings.

Huan Chang still does not give up.

The powerful god suddenly erupted, bringing the mosquitoes around into his perception, the half-inch sword glow flew, and the mosquitoes landed one after another.

"This Chunhui Cuncao is a good move to kill mosquitoes."

Huan Chang smiled lightly.

(End of this chapter)