When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 142 Chiyou Arhat, One Hundred Thousand Living Beings

For Ye Guhong, Feishanman was just a term he accidentally saw when he was reading leisurely books in the past.

The impression that remained in his mind was probably that of a group of barbarians with good fighting ability. The monkeys were called kings because the mountains were high and the emperor was far away.

After all, even the Jurchen clan that destroyed the Liao Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty had only two or three thousand capable warriors when they first started their army. No matter how strong the Feishan Barbarians were, could they still be stronger than the Jurchens?

It wasn't until he followed this cheap uncle back to his Feishan Village that Ye Guhong realized how wrong he was.

Yang Zhengheng attached great importance to his nephew who was "both civil and military". As soon as he returned to the village, he had a big banquet and invited all the elders in the village to accompany him.

Talking about today's battle during the banquet, all the elders became angry when they heard that they had been ambushed. They drew their swords and slashed to the ground. They clamored to sound the Juman Horn, gather all the capable warriors from the twenty-eight villages in the chain, and kill them. Go to Shunyuan City to take revenge.

Ye Guhong was stunned and asked Xueshun in a low voice: "What is the origin of the Twenty-Eight Village?"

Snow Centipede told him in a low voice: "With this village as the core, there are twenty-seven villages within a radius of tens of miles. They are built at random according to the height of the mountain. They are interlocked and form horns with each other, so they are called Lianlian Er. Eighteen villages. Most of them are Miao villages, as well as Dong and Yao villages. Each village has as few as two or three thousand residents, as many as five or six thousand, and they all regard themselves as Feishan barbarians. If we really want to fight, join together Not to mention 20,000 troops."

Yang Tongguan heard this and said angrily: "Fairy is looking down on my father. If we really want to have a big fight with the ghost country, my father will raise a flag and gather a crowd. If there are many Miao villages who are willing to follow, then they will gather a hundred thousand warriors. What's the point?" Disaster?"

Xueshun nodded lightly and said to Ye Guhong: "Your brother is right. The Yang family has a great reputation in our Miao territory. Your uncle is also a famous chief in the Miao territory. He does have such appeal."

Ye Guhong was secretly surprised. He never expected that "our old Yang family" would be so powerful!

I couldn't help but think to myself: The situation now is dominated by the Yi people. In this way, the strength of the Yi people is only higher than that of the Miao people. If the Yi and Miao people join forces, wouldn't hundreds of thousands of armors be easily available? If you have such strength, let alone competing in the world, how can you create another Shu Han in a blink of an eye?

Keeping this thought in mind, when he called Yang Zhengheng uncle again, he became even more affectionate.

Yang Zhengheng was already half drunk, and he was very pleased to see his nephew's majestic appearance.

It turns out that the Feishan Yang family has always been the leader in the Miao territory in eastern Guizhou and western Hunan since the "Feishan Taigong" gave birth to ten sons and divided control of the ten caves. It was only when the Yuan people destroyed the Song Dynasty and many descendants of the Yang family died in battle that they were replaced by the Luo family. The forces of the ghost country have the upper hand.

When Yang Zhengheng became the patriarch, his son's influence became increasingly weak. He was often worried about this, so he was really willing to accept Ye Guhong, a "nephew" who jumped out of thin air.

He pointed at Ye Guhong and said to all the elders: "This is my nephew. He is a descendant of Duke Zaixing of the Song Dynasty. His tribe has been living in Shu to avoid the disaster of war. Now my nephew wants to Going to Beijing for scientific research, he happened to run into our battlefield. Those Yi people who were not smart wanted to kill him, but he snatched a gun and killed more than a hundred Yi people in a row. He also fought five fifth-level scolds and killed them one by one. , we fought Luo Wudi again and killed him in one fell swoop. I recognized his marksmanship and told each other about our history, and then I realized that he was actually a good son of my Yang family!"

The elders were surprised and happy when they heard this, especially the Yi general Luo Wudi, who had been famous for a long time, but unexpectedly died at the hands of Lao Yang's own nephew.

Yang Zhengheng added: "My nephew now recognizes me as his uncle. How can he not receive a greeting as an uncle? Tongguan, go and bring the spear."

Yang Tongguan was obviously taken aback, and all the elders were also stunned on the spot. Yang Zhengheng frowned and said, "Didn't you listen to me?" Yang Tongguan did not dare to disobey, so he stood up and left.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Ye Guhong and Dong Huazi looked at each other and realized that Yang Zhengheng was going to spend a lot of money.

After about an hour of burning incense, Yang Tongguan slowly walked back. Behind him, two strong men carrying a ten-foot-long spear came over.

Yang Zhengheng stood up slowly, took a few steps forward, and said with a smile: "Xiannephew, what do you think of this spear?"

After saying that, he took off the gun from the shoulders of the two warriors with some difficulty, danced a few moves, and leaned on the ground.

Ye Guhong took a closer look, stood up involuntarily, and exclaimed: "There is such a weapon in the world?"

What do you think of that gun?

The two-foot-long spearhead was of an odd shape and was different from other spears and spears today. It looked like pig iron, dark and heavy. Only the tip and blade of the spear had a thin gleam of cold light, which chilled people's eyes.

Although the spearhead is a dead thing, it reveals endless ferocity and murderous intent.

Dong Huazi exclaimed: "What a ferocious soldier. How could you raise such a ferocious soldier if you didn't have hundreds of thousands of lives?"

Yang Tongguan sneered and said: "Hundreds of lives? I'm not bragging. The number of creatures that have died under this spear from ancient times to the present is at least one hundred thousand. Before the shaft of this spear was cut off, he was a peerless warrior. In his hands, he will also go crazy and go mad, wielding his spear and killing until he dies."

Ye Guhong was shocked: "So magical? Then what's going on with this rod?"

He couldn't help but stepped forward to take a closer look, but he saw that under the iron spear, most of the iron rod that was supposed to be cast in one piece had been cut off, leaving only a foot long length, which was inserted into the bamboo handle, and used with bamboo nails and hemp. Rope, firmly fixed.

The bamboo handle is also very weird, the bamboo is slender, but the bamboo used as the handle of the gun is obviously about one foot long, but it gives people a fat and short feeling, probably because the bamboo joints are extremely short, each one is round and bulging. It feels like a steel whip, one bone and one bone.

This bamboo pole is golden in color and has been touched and played with by countless people. It is thickly coated and feels like jade.

Ye Guhong couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch it, and asked doubtfully: "This seems to be...Buddha belly bamboo? How can this bamboo be used as a gun handle?"

In his previous life, he went to a company and saw people using this bamboo to decorate their courtyards. The big belly had one section after another, which looked very cute, but because the bamboo sections were too short, it always grew crookedly. Seeing the surprise on his face, Yang Zhengheng couldn't help laughing: "My dear nephew, in the whole world, this is the only gun handle made of Buddha belly bamboo! This bamboo is also called Luohan bamboo, and its joints are thick and short. Moreover, it is solid bamboo, so it is extremely tough. It is a good material for making poles. However, this bamboo grows slowly and can easily grow crooked. Among the millions of bamboos, there is only one bamboo that is more than one foot long and can still be straight. It’s hard to pick one!”

After saying that, he stroked the barrel of the gun and sighed: "My dear nephew, this gun has such a great background that there is no other gun that can compare to it in the past and present."

Ye Guhong raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but secretly thought that the other party was talking too much.

If you talk about today's world, it is enough big talk. If you talk about the past and present, Xiang Yu's Overlord Spear, Huo Qubing's Plum Blossom Spear, Zhao Yun's Gentian Spear, Jiang Wei's Five-Hook Divine Flying Spear, and Yue Fei's Liquan Spear, which one is not famous?

"Wonderful nephew, don't you believe it?" Yang Zhengheng chuckled, then calmed down and said Zhuang Su: "Chiyou, the founder of the Miao family, was the god of war. The Fuxi clan used wood as soldiers, the Shennong clan used stone as weapons, and the Xuanyuan clan used jade as weapons. In terms of soldiers, Chi You used gold as his soldiers. It is clearly recorded in the history books of the Han people: Chi You used gold as his soldiers, one bow, two swords, three spears, four swords, and five halberds!"

He raised the spear with both hands and said solemnly: "This spear is the Chi You Spear! In the past, when the Chi You clan was defeated by the Xuanyuan clan, some loyal generals risked their lives to recapture this spear and brought it to southern Xinjiang. It has been thousands of years since then."

Ye Guhong was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, regardless of whether it was true or not, if they identified it as Chi You's spear, it would indeed be the first spear in history.

Yang Zhengheng saw the shock on Ye Guhong's face, and was satisfied in his heart. He continued: "As Tongguan said just now, this spear has too many wounds. I'm afraid it has spirituality. If a person holds it, he will immediately go crazy. If he sees a human or an animal, he will be mad." Kill, if there is no one, they will dance wildly until death. Countless heroes in the Miao family have tried to subdue this spear, but they have been unable to do so. Later, a highly skilled Badai - the sacrificial mage, saw this spear Because of his fierceness, he intercepted the original spear shaft and traveled thousands of mountains and rivers to select this Buddha belly bamboo as the new spear shaft. He took the vitality of the bamboo to balance the dead energy in the spear. Only then did this magic weapon see the light of day again. .”

After saying that, he showed a smile, looked at Ye Guhong and said: "My ancestors from the Yang family passed down the sword and gun skills. Now I have learned the sword skills. It's rare for your team to pass down the gun skills and carry them forward." , therefore this gun should fall into your hands."

After saying that, he handed it forward. Ye Guhong was a little dazed. He subconsciously took it in his hand and felt it sink. He hurriedly held it with more strength and whispered: "It's so heavy!"

Yang Tongguan said with envy: "This is another weird thing. Brother, let's think about it. How much iron can there be in a two-foot spear head? No matter how long the pole is, it is always bamboo. I'm afraid you won't believe it. This spear has the same name, but At eighteen kilograms, in your hand, an iron gun weighing fifty or sixty kilograms is not as heavy as it, do you think it’s strange?”

Ye Guhong saw his envious expression, and then looked at his father's magnanimous smile, and suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart, and said to himself: Although this gun is precious, it is of no use to me, and it is not convenient to walk around the world with a wolf cane. Besides, people Sincerely, as a relative, how could I bear to cheat him of such a precious treasure?

Then he shook his head and said: "Uncle, this gun is too precious and should only be kept in the hands of the clan leader. Besides, my nephew, I have to go to Beijing to take the exam. If such a long gun is seen by the officers and soldiers, it will cause trouble in my life."

Yang Zhengheng laughed and said: "Nonsense! It's just a gun. No matter how precious it is, how can it be as precious as a Qilin from my Yang family? You don't have to worry about it being difficult to carry. You fat book boy looks very strong, so let him carry it!"

Dong Huazi stared, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

Yang Zhengheng continued: "You don't have to worry about being too conspicuous. Isn't your box also made of bamboo? I asked a few old people with good craftsmanship to re-weave it for you, leaving a place for the gun and wrapping the gun with cloth. The head is placed in it, and when used, it can be pulled out without putting it back again, and no one can tell that it is the barrel of a gun."

I turned around and called a few clan elders for help. The clan elders came forward with a smile, stretched out their big calloused hands, and manipulated the book box, and actually weaved the Chiyou Arhat's gun into the box. , and asked Dong Huazi to carry it on his back, only to see a long bamboo sticking out of the top of his head, which was really a bit weird.

Yang Zhengheng looked up for a moment, then thought of an idea and said: "Tonight I asked the women to weave a flag. On the flag, we weave a few words, and they wrote: 'The Yang family of eastern Guizhou, serve the emperor, take the imperial examination, support and protect the country. Big Yuan!'"

He nodded, laughed, patted Ye Guhong and said, "My dear nephew, with this flag, no official on the road will dare to give you a hard time, hahahaha."

Ye Guhong said with a smile: "If you don't stop the officials, the heroes who are enemies of the imperial court will inevitably cause trouble."

Yang Zhengheng waved his hand: "What trouble are you afraid of? I'll give you some gold later. When you leave the mountain, buy two good horses and ride them. Most people can't catch you. If they really come after you, how can you be a good man with your marksmanship?" Can you stop it? Cut off the heads and bring them to Kyoto. Uncle Wei will give you another letter. You can take it to Ruyang Mansion. Haha, with these heads for the credit and your last name, I dare not say that the number one scholar will be ranked second. It’s hard to get rid of Tanhua!”

Ye Guhong said in surprise: "The King of Ruyang is a powerful figure in the dynasty, and my uncle actually has friendship with him?"

Yang Zhengheng nodded: "Chahan Timur, King of Ruyang, his great-grandfather was the founding general Kuokuotai. He came to Miao territory and fought with my ancestors of the Yang family for a long time. Later, the Luo ghost kingdom surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty. We Our ancestors were attacked from both sides and had no choice but to surrender. The man in Kuokuotai was very ambitious and did not hate our ancestors for being enemies with him. Instead, he valued our ancestors very much. Therefore, we have sent tributes to his house every year for dozens of years. Over the years, we have developed some friendships."

Ye Guhong was stunned after hearing this, and thought to himself: Just accept this letter, I don't know when it will be useful again. Besides, since they have become good friends with King Ruyang and we are enemies rather than friends, I don’t have to refuse this Chi You spear.

He immediately said: "In that case, my nephew is being disrespectful."

Yang Zhengheng was overjoyed: "Hahahaha, it should be so! My dear nephew, not to mention that we are a family, if it were not for you today, your brother and I would both be dead. We have both family ties and kindness, what else can we say? Already? Besides, as an uncle, I have my own selfish motives for helping you!"

He straightened his back, looked around, and said to everyone: "This nephew of mine is good at both civil and military skills. Needless to say, he has excellent marksmanship. Luo Wudi's life is the witness. But what's the use of just being good at martial arts? He If you have the ability to take part in the imperial examination, plus the dignity of our Yang family in front of King Ruyang, the two combined will be a promising future! I will write it clearly in the letter, if my nephew is in high school, please ask you again King Yang helped and sent him to Southeast Guizhou to be a high official. My wise nephew became an official of the imperial court. Together with our good men from Feishanman and other good brothers from other major Miao villages, only the little widow was left. Can the Luodian Kingdom, which supports us, still be able to compete with us? Hum, the Xuanwei Envoy of the Xuanwei Department in Shunyuan 8th Division and other places, the little widow can sit down, but I, Yang Zhengheng, can't sit down?"

When he said these words, all the elders had just learned the chief's full plan, and they all cheered for a moment. Even Yang Tongguan, who was jealous of Ye Guhong's acquisition of Chi You's gun, couldn't help but smile, thinking that my father had become a consolation envoy. Then I will be the next generation's ambassador of comfort. With such a high-ranking official as me, why should I be greedy for that ghost gun?

For a time, everyone was happy and happy, singing and dancing to get drunk.

Naturally, Ye Guhong didn't dare to get drunk. He started to drink, and soon he smelled of alcohol. He imitated the scholar's pretentious attitude, got up and danced a section of Subject 3, and laughed loudly: "I'm drunk and want to sleep, please go away! Ha!" Haha, let's go, let's go..." He took Dong Huazi to the bedroom prepared for the two of them.

Sleeping until midnight, the wooden door opened with a creak. .

Ye Guhong opened his eyes and looked through the moonlight, only to see the snow centipede quietly stepping in like a thief.

　This chapter is relatively complete, just two chapters in one!

　　

　

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