The Book of Heaven

Chapter 22
According to Ma Daoming's order yesterday, Ma Zheng and Ma Zheng were going to set off after dinner, and there were four adult Ma family children accompanying them, but they had no entourage.

Because Ma Zheng didn't formally learn from a teacher, he had his own name instead. Unless the four people who traveled with him could come back smoothly and be promoted to hussards, they would only have numbers in this life.

The tallest Ma Sisan, the heaviest Ma Wujiu, the monkey-like Ma Liuer, and the silent Ma Shuangba.

"Double Eight" was given by Ma Zheng. Originally they called it "Eight Ba", but Ma Zheng felt that it would be a disadvantage if he called it.

Ma Zheng is naturally the youngest in terms of age, but the other four are all around twenty, and the Ma family's disciples are not ranked by age, but by ability.

There was no conflict of interest, and they were similar in age. The five of them quickly became acquainted. The Ma family sent two Qingqi to lead the way and slept in the forest overnight. The Qingqi who got up in the morning and led the way only took out five scrolls.

"Come here, we're going to divide the camp."

Ma Sisan reminded Ma Zheng and the others in a low voice that he was the oldest and the most skilled, and he was regarded as the default "leader" along the way.

Seeing the scroll with the name written in Qingqi's hand, Ma Zheng also felt a little uneasy. The words "檑" and "换" are the best, but if it is "Zhuang", it is not just bad.

"Ma Sisan... Ma Wujiu... Ma Zheng."

Ma Zheng was the last one to get the scroll, and Ma Sisan and the others over there couldn't wait to tear it open and read it.

"Quickly open it and see, do you want to go with me to the Ziying camp, or to follow Wujiu to the Chuzi camp?" Ma Sisan came to Ma Zheng's side and asked with a smile.

Ma Zheng was not as optimistic as Ma Sisan, when he opened the scroll, the first thing he saw was a big word "pile".

"It's true, Crow's Mouth." In desperation, Ma Zheng thought of the girl at home, a typical example of good things not working and bad things working.

"It turned out to be Zhuangziying..." Although the smile on Ma Sisan's face was still there, it had become uglier than crying. He patted Ma Zheng's shoulder and wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head.

Ma Wujiu and Liuer also came up to clap shoulders and hug Ma Zheng. They didn't have much to say, but Erba rarely spoke. The hoarse Ma Zheng said in his ear:
"If there is a chance, I will come to you."

"Are you here to grab military merit? Let's forget it, hey, we'll see you at the martial arts show in three months!"

"See you at Yanwu!"

Ma Sisan waved his hand behind Ma Zheng's back, Wujiu, the youngest of the four, wiped his eyes before turning around, Erba followed Qingqi and walked the fastest, Ma Zheng thought that a Qingqi would take him to Zhuangziying, but unexpectedly The Qingqi handed him a roll of maps and a booklet.

"This place is eighty miles away from Zhuangziying. You have three days. If you don't make it, you will be dealt with by military law."

"You won't take me there?"

"Nonsense! Only people from Zhuangziying are qualified to go to that kind of place! This is the first level of the frightening method, and the castle master asked me to give it to you!"

"The first level of mind?"

Ma Zheng squeezed the booklet in his hand, he couldn't believe it, he got the shocking method easily.

"Otherwise! Study hard, don't die!"

After explaining, the Qingqi with a scar on his face bared his teeth and inhaled, as if dismissive, but his eyes were extremely complicated, so he didn't say any more, turned his horse's head and left.

Looking at the backs of the six people, Ma Zheng really couldn't laugh or cry, what is this, an entrance exam?
Although it is a happy event to get the frightening mind method, Ma Zheng is not happy right now.

"It's over, it's over, eighty miles in three days, two legs." The backs of the six people disappeared, and Ma Zheng turned around twice in place. The mountain road is not a Yangguan avenue.

There was one more thing that bothered Ma Zheng even more. According to the third uncle's request, he had to go back to take a bath every month and steam it, but Zhuangziying was so far away, so what should he do?
Ma Zhao grinned, and didn't know whether he was laughing or yawning. Ma Zheng knew that he couldn't count on brains. If he relied on instinct, the only thing he could think of at the moment was to run away and escape from the Ma family's territory. , Find a place where no one knows and survive.

"Three days... Ma Zhao, you have never ridden a horse, so have you ever been a horse?"

In the end, Ma Zheng still decided to go to Zhuangziying to have a look first, and then slip away if he can't.

"left side, right side?"

Ma Zheng held down the wound just stabbed by the branch with one hand, and held the map in the other hand, a little hesitant.

The map of ink and wash landscape paintings made Ma Zheng suffer so much that he secretly vowed more than once that he would make some reforms if he had the chance.

"To the left, it seems to be a cliff on the right." Ma Zheng patted Ma Zhao's shoulder and said.

As soon as the words fell, Ma Zhao took a big step, and his special leather boots clattered on the thick dry leaves.

"It's really a good horse in human shape."

Riding on Ma Zhao's broad shoulders and walking in the bushes, the only thing that makes Ma Zheng feel uncomfortable is the height.

The height of the overlapping of the two made it easy for Ma Zheng's head to bump into the scattered branches, and he suffered a loss if he didn't pay attention at first.

Half an hour later, Ma Zheng slid down to the ground, staring at the cliff three feet away in a daze.

It is certain to go wrong, but the bigger problem is that Ma Zheng can no longer understand the map, or he can't find where he should be, which seems to be the same as the consequences of not understanding.

"Why don't you take a look?"

Pass the plain silk map to Ma Zhao, and Ma Zhao takes it and is about to wipe off his sweat.

"Stop, stop, how do we go without a map?"

"I can't find it." Ma Zhao chuckled, revealing two rows of big and yellow teeth.

"It's getting dark, find a place to stay, why don't you go and get some game?" Ma Zhao snatched the plain silk back and stuffed it into his belt.

It is easy to find food in the forest, but it is more difficult to find a suitable place to sleep. Fortunately, there is Ma Zhao. The rabbits were stripped clean, and by the way, even the place where the fire was raised to sleep was implemented.

Nibbling hot rabbit meat, next to Ma Zhao's sleeping place is a three-forked tree.If he still said he was dissatisfied, then Ma Zheng himself would feel hypocritical.

The ease of life can't resolve the boredom in Ma Zheng's heart, what should I do if I can't find a place for Zhuangziying?After finding Zhuangziying, what about taking a bath once a month?
Ma Zhao, who lowered his head and only cared about eating, didn't have such leisurely thoughts. Ma Zheng saw that this guy only cared about two things every day. One was to eat, and the other was to eat.

Fighting in the forest for one night is not difficult for Ma Zheng and the others, the difficulty is the road, where is Zhuangziying?
After studying the map again, Ma Zheng decided to walk in the general direction. Besides, maybe he was lucky. After walking for a long time, he actually saw the fluttering green wooden flag.

"I actually found it."

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking at the military camp on another hilltop, Ma Zheng really had the urge to open his mouth and scream.

"Ma Zhao, you should be able to arrive at night, right?"

Walking down the cliff, Ma Zhao opened the way in front, and Ma Zheng followed closely behind. He didn't want to torture this honest follower any more.

"Ah."

"What do you mean?"

This time Ma Zhao didn't respond, instead he stopped suddenly.

"why not……"

Ma Zheng poked his head while talking, and saw a man with colorful tattoos from head to toe, only a man with a leather skirt tied around his waist and a machete.

This definitely won't come out of Zhuangziying, Ma Zheng can be sure.So he didn't intend to reveal his identity, but just pushed Ma Zhao lightly, and said in a low voice, "Kill him."

The northwest is desolate, except for the tribe, there are only enemies.

(End of this chapter)