Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 295 Yumen Pass, see the beauty

"Brother, Yumen is coming!!"

Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass.

Yumen Pass is a majestic pass on the border. However, compared with the Central Plains, the climate here is very similar to that of the ancient Dian Kingdom. The yellow sand is blown by the strong wind like waves, burying one city after another.

The spring breeze has turned the Central Plains green, but there is nothing that can be done about this place.

On a very inconspicuous carriage, in addition to the old man driving the carriage, there was also a young man and a young girl who looked young and had a delicate appearance.

“What a majestic pass!!”

The young people in the car raised their heads and looked far away, unable to help but sigh.

There are not many green plants everywhere. Looking from a distance, the barren mountains are endless and there is no edge. There is only a majestic pass standing on the yellow sand. Comparing the two, it naturally has a majestic momentum and magnificent beauty.

“I’ve seen too much, and that’s all it is!!”

Take rations for example. Some rations can only be used to satisfy your hunger, just like the most common steamed buns in ordinary people's homes. However, some rations can not only be used to satisfy your hunger, but can even be used to recuperate your body, which is very precious.

"Brother, is there something I don't quite understand?"

But he didn't agree with what the other party said. In fact, there were certain distinctions between good and bad things.

"Old Xu, there is not much difference between the yellow sand of the desert and the green mountains and green waters. They are all masterpieces of God, and they are the same in value. It is different from those eating food. Once you are used to it, you won't feel it. It’s beautiful, not because it’s not beautiful, but because you think it’s not beautiful.”

"Just like the delicacies you said, you won't find them delicious once you get used to them. But in fact, it doesn't mean that they don't taste good, but that people don't think they taste good."

The young man also laughed when he heard this.

Xiaolan didn't seem to understand what the old man meant. She blinked. In fact, she didn't grow up eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, but grew up eating candied haws. Therefore, she only felt that her husband's words made some sense, but she didn't. Such a deep feeling.

When the old man heard this, he burst into laughter.

"Miss Xiaolan, this is different. Even if the delicacies are tasteless, they are still good things. The steamed buns in our hands, even if they taste sweet, can only satisfy our hunger."

After hearing this, the little girl on the side arched her brows and said with a smile: "Uncle, your words are rough but your reasoning is not rough! It's like delicacies from the mountains and seas. If you eat too much, it will lose its taste."

After hearing what the young man said, the old man touched his head and thought about it. What the other person said seemed to make sense, so he laughed again.

The young man on the side sighed quietly when he heard this.

"Don't be ungrateful. This pass is a delicacy from the mountains and seas, not just some steamed buns."

"That's great. This old man like me can taste a delicacy every day."

When the old man heard this, he smiled, and then said something with emotion.

In fact, he could see that the two people in the car were not poor people or ordinary people.

In terms of appearance alone, those few clothes were enough for an average person to eat for several years, so he didn't find it strange at all when the little girl mentioned delicacies from the mountains and seas.

If someone who is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and sea suddenly tastes those steamed buns, they may find them novel and taste good, but in terms of value, they are far from the same.

After laughing, the old man remembered something and shook his head before continuing to speak.

The old man asked as he drove forward.

"Oh?"

The young man motioned to the other party to just get straight to the point. The old man scratched his head again, and then said: "I don't think you or Xiaolan are from here. We are in a poor place. As long as the young people go out, no one wants to come back. You are so far away." What are you doing here?"

The young man raised his head and looked at Xiongguan in the distance and smiled.

"Old Xu, what do you think we are here to do??"

The old man lowered his head and didn't answer for a while.

After a while, he continued: "The old man has lived here for almost fifty years. Although he is a driver, he has seen a lot of people. The old man has seen people like the young master several times. Most of them are I came here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but now and then, the Yumen is not stable now. There are often frictions between Beili and Nanjue. In the past period, wolf smoke was frequently ignited, and I am afraid there will be another war."

When the young man heard this, he glanced at the old man in surprise.

Is it because he has been here for a long time, and the cicadas wake up before the autumn wind has stirred, so he is particularly sensitive to war, or is it that this old man himself is extraordinary? ?
"War?"

The young man repeated it, seeming to be somewhat concerned.

"The ancients once said that a general will die in a hundred battles, a strong man will return after ten years, and the flames of war will rekindle. In the end, the people who suffer will still be these ordinary beings!!"

When the old man heard this, he scratched his head again.

From what this young man said, it seemed that he was not surprised that the war had rekindled here, and this young man did not seem to be worried about the war that was about to break out.

"Young master, aren't you worried? Swords don't have eyesight. If those Nanjue barbarians rush in, we will have a narrow escape."

The young man did not seem to be afraid of this matter. He said aloud: "Old Xu, I have read a lot of books, and there is such a sentence in it, which left a deep impression on me. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. If it really happens, When that time comes, maybe I will pick up a gun and kill two barbarians!!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in disgust.

"Sir, your joke is not funny. Although you are right, you can't even carry a gun with your little arms and legs! Besides, facing an army of tens of thousands at every turn, the strength of one person It’s too young, and without formal training, it can’t even dodge a salvo.”

The young man smiled, but did not refute.

In the face of war, one person's power is indeed limited, but an army of tens of thousands of people can be put together one by one.

Sometimes the difficulty is not training, but standing up at that moment. The battlefield is the best whetstone. One fierce battle can make you a qualified warrior.

"But old man, I think you have studied. If you really want to join the army, you might as well become a military advisor or something. It's more reliable."

The young man laughed.

"Old Xu, it's not that easy to be a military advisor. Besides, I'm a stranger and I want to be their military advisor. Even if I can do it, I'm afraid they won't use me."

The old man chuckled. That's right. He read most of the things in the army from scripts. He knew all the rules and regulations in them, but he didn't understand them. Those words were just his personal feelings. .

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and the carriage arrived in front of Xiongmen Gate. Old Man Xu put the two of them down and quietly put a piece of broken silver into his arms.

"Lao Xu, just send it here. Be careful on the way back. Xiaolan and I won't send you off."

The old man smiled and shook his head.

However, he seemed to have remembered something, and after a moment of hesitation, he asked: "Sir, let me ask you one more question, what are you and Lan Yatou doing here?"

The young man thought for a while and said casually: "It's not a big deal. I heard that there is a beautiful general in Nanjue. I just came to see her~~"

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(End of this chapter)