Will Ming

Chapter 17 Sorry, Curiosity Has a Price

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Grassland people are a very strange nation. If you come to a tribe alone, almost no one will look down on you because you are poor. They will treat you warmly, give you meat to eat, and give you wine. If you are lucky, There will be beautiful girls coming to drill your tent.Their smiles are very contagious, making people sigh that there are such pure and friendly people in this world and they don't want to leave.

They are also the most ruthless robbers in the world after picking up the scimitar and jumping on the horseback.When they broke into your house, they would not put down their butcher knives because of the cries of old people and children, and they would not give up plundering because of your bare walls, even if there is only a broken iron pot in your house.They will kill a village without leaving a living person, and they will not leave a house when they rob a city and burn a city.

To sum it up, you can come to his home as a guest, but never invite him to your home.

Daxi Changru would not blatantly run to the territory of the Khitan people with his blood cavalry. In that case, even if the grassland people were hospitable, they would not hesitate to greet him with feather arrows and scimitars.Stopping at an unknown hill, Daxi Changru assigned soldiers to set up camp.Although the hill is not very high, it looks majestic and majestic.

Starting from Yuyang County, we made a big circle here, without crossing the grassland of the Khitan people.Daxi Changru was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so they walked farther than directly going to Qingniu Lake.I chose to camp here because this is the junction of the territory controlled by the people and the Khitan people, and people on both sides rarely approach here in order not to cause disputes.It is very difficult for the blood knights to camp here, and even if they are discovered, neither humans nor Khitans will take the initiative to provoke them.

Because they want to live here permanently, the blood cavalry began to build camps.Hiding more than 100 blood knights who are good at hiding in the mountains is not a problem at all, just like hiding a hundred ants on ten tons of coal makes no difference.There is water under the mountain, and there are forests on the mountain. No matter how you look at it, this is a good place to live in seclusion.

Li Xian sat on the rock and watched the busy Blood Cavalrymen working. He didn't bother to help, not because he was lazy, but because he was tired.The number of times of drawing the knife every day has increased to [-] times. Li Xian wondered if he would keep pulling out and inserting a horizontal knife like a fool every day if he lived here for a year and a half.Pulling out the four characters of insertion-insertion does not necessarily mean that the orgasm is one after another, and it may represent boring and painful fatigue.

After drawing the knife two thousand times, even if Li Xian will not be as half-dead as he was at the beginning, he will definitely not be as fierce as he was after eating a certain brother.Even if it's the kind of ecstasy thing, it's not very comfortable to pull out and penetrate for a whole day without ejaculating.Every time after practice, Li Xian's arm will become much thicker, and it is still hard to the touch... There is no spongy body in the arm, and the thing is not durable.Nearly a month of uninterrupted training has made Li Xian's biceps and other head muscles very strong.

Gently massaging his arms, Li Xian looked at the busy figures of the blood knights and became very poetic: "If the mountain is not high, there are trees;

"How does your wrist feel, can you still move it?"

Daxi Changru came over and asked.

Li Xian said: "It's okay, at least I can hold the little-chicken-chicken to pee, I don't hesitate to give it a try?"

Daxi Changru was used to the shamelessness and rogue of this little calf, he picked up a small wooden stick from the ground and put it on the stone, and said to Li Xian, "Cut it off."

Although Li Xian didn't know what the purpose of Daxi Changru was, he was sure that this would be the beginning of another training.He jumped down from the stone, and drew out the horizontal knife like flowing clouds and flowing water. The movement seemed flawless, and he swung the knife to chop down. With a bang, the horizontal knife hit the stick and also hit the stone, splashing sparks.The small wooden stick flew to both sides, leaving a white mark on the stone.

Daxi Changru picked up the two cut sticks, compared them together and said: "The eyesight is not bad, they are about the same."

Li Xian smiled shyly and said, "Talent..."

Daxi Changru didn't continue to praise him, but picked up a small wooden stick from the ground again and put it on the stone, then drew his knife and slammed it down!After the sword-like light flashed by, the wooden stick on the stone didn't even move.Li Xian leaned over curiously, took a look at the wooden stick, and made gestures.The small wooden sticks were cut off in the middle, and they were the same length, exactly the same.Not a single trace was left on the stone, and Li Xian's eyes widened instantly.

Daxi Changru looked at the stunned Li Xian and said, "Don't talk to me about shitty talent, I never believe in talent. I have practiced for two years with a knife like you, and cut off thousands of swords every day. I have practiced with a wooden stick for three years. If you can do what I do in two years, I will admit that you are a genius. If you think that such a simple thing is already a miracle, then you should never touch the knife again."

After finishing speaking, Daxi Changru turned and left.

Li Xian looked at the small wooden stick in his hand and remained silent for a long time. He didn't know how long he was silent. The boy who sighed slightly narrowed his eyes, telling himself in his heart that the world is really big.

He bent down and collected dozens of relatively straight small wooden sticks on the ground. Instead of placing them on stones, he chose a relatively clean piece of land to arrange the sticks.The reason why he did this was because he felt distressed that the knife would break.He sat on the ground, looked at the dozens of wooden sticks in front of him, and then took a deep breath.

Draw the knife and cut it down.

The blood cavalry set up the camp very quickly, and it took only [-] days to complete the basic facilities.Including a circle of fences, stables, a row of houses, and a watchtower hidden in the dense forest, kitchen, bathroom, and of course the latrine.In the past [-] days, Li Xian hadn't paid attention to the progress of the camp at all, and he had no time to take a look there.

When he gets up in the morning, he will practice bow and arrow for an hour when his hands are full of strength.Except for eating, going to the toilet and sleeping, the rest of the time is almost all spent struggling with wooden sticks.In the past [-] days, if the small wooden sticks that Li Xian chopped off were made into chopsticks, he could give each of the blood cavalry a thousand pairs.This is a very wasteful behavior, so Daxi Changru asked Li Xian to choose a slightly thicker wood to chop, and the chopped wood can also be used to light a fire for cooking.

When a beautiful and practical camp was finally built, Li Xian finally chopped out the first wooden sticks of the same length.He was not excited, nor did he run to Daxi Changru to show off.According to the probability, it is not a miracle to split a pair of wooden sticks of the same length in more than a month.

At the very beginning, every time Li Xian slashed, a mark would be left on the ground. As the days went by, Li Xian's greatest achievement was not the pair of wooden sticks that happened to be good enough, but the marks on the ground. has become shallower.It’s nothing to say, but it’s really, really hard to do.It is difficult to control the strength of the knife so perfectly. If it is a little lighter, the knife will be retracted before the stick is cut, or the stick will not be cut.If it is heavy, it will leave marks on the ground.

It's not just the arms that hurt, but the eyes too.

Staring at those wooden sticks without blinking all day, Li Xian's eyes were dry and painful.Whenever his eyes could not see clearly, he would stop and apply the remaining snow on the mountain.This can make the eyes feel better, and it can also make the drowsy mind clearer.

After splitting all the wooden sticks in front of him, Li Xian let go of his tense nerves and let out a foul breath.

Dugu Ruizhi sat down beside him, and handed Li Xian a water bag: "Anzhi, can you tell me why you practice so hard?"

"Desperately?"

Li Xian took a big sip of water, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't think this is desperate."

Dugu Ruizhi changed his sentence: "The practice is so hard, why?"

Li Xian smiled, stretched his body vigorously, and lay down on the ground sprawled: "Perhaps it is because I want to live more steadily? In any case, my own strength is stronger, and the possibility of others hurting me is small." A few. There is not much difference between people in this world, except that the place to pee is different. My idea is very simple, I just don’t want to die at the hands of others.”

Dugu Ruizhi looked at Li Xian and wondered: "You are such a young man, why are you so emotional? From your tone, it seems that you have many enemies. And you seem to be very strong?"

Li Xian said with a faint smile: "Very strong, so strong... In order to ensure that I don't die, Tie Futu has killed more than [-] brothers over the years. In order not to die, and to reduce the number of deaths, I can't let myself be confused Only if I am alive can I avenge my brothers who died. Brother Xiaoniao has seven deep wounds that can be seen on his body, and I always want to ask for an explanation for him."

Dugu Ruizhi asked curiously: "What is your identity? Why do so many people want to kill you? Why do people from Iron Buddha want to protect you?"

Li Xian looked at the sky through the gaps in the leaves, and then smiled faintly: "I am an ordinary person, but many people just think that I am not ordinary."

He sat up abruptly, then got up and looked for a wooden stick to chop: "If you really want to know what is different about me, you can ask my master."

Dugu Ruizhi stood up and patted the dust on his butt: "You must ask, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

Li Xian picked up a wooden stick and put it on the ground, then continued his boring and mechanical movements.Draw the knife, chop and chop, retract the knife, draw the knife again, and chop and chop again.

After chopping the wooden stick he picked up until he couldn't die again, Li Xian looked up at Dugu Ruizhi's disappearing back in the distance and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry... It's not that I want to arouse your curiosity, it's just... If you know the prophecy of the reincarnation of the real dragon, Daxi Changru can only let you join the ranks of desperately protecting me. I'm sorry... I still have to You need someone to protect you."

Li Xian's

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