Dragon Vein Martial God

In the face of Jiang Ting's inquiry, Huo Qing, although still not out of confusion, but still the first time to give the answer.

Jiang Ting hears speech, light language: "these five days, hope to be able to come a few more evil spirits."

He found that, evil, as if not as much as he imagined Before the fox retreat, they this half a month, did not meet the monster.

His noble spirit can only be promoted by killing evil spirits. If he is so calm all the time, he will not be able to suppress the Dragon when he arrives at the imperial capital.

Red pity voice: "childe, dry food is not much."

Jiang Ting immediately opened his mouth: "I've been a little tired of driving recently. I'll find a place to rest and relax for a day."

"Drive..." Huo Qing whipped his horse, and the carriage headed for a place not far away where there were more tents.

Soon, it wasn't long before the chariot came near a tent.

From a distance, there are many tents in this position But in fact, we can only see that these tents are not close to each other. The shortest distance between them is more than ten feet.

Presumably, the sound insulation and confidentiality of tents are not comparable to the houses built. If they are too close, I'm afraid there are almost no secrets between people.

Huo Qing didn't stop in a hurry. Instead, he said, "scholar, it should be close to an hour before dark. Now stop?"

Maybe it's because of the confused mood. Huo Qing's face almost has no other look. He has been confused for a long time Confused, only his state of mind, rather than his whole person has become numb.

Generally speaking, apart from thinking a little slower, the mood becomes less obvious, which is no different from the beginning.

"Take a rest and observe the grassland well."

Words Mo, Jiang Ting left the carriage: "just can see, grass color green willow color thick, jade pot full of wine, this beautiful poem under the grassland beauty."

Confused Huo Qing has no response.

Honglian gets into the umbrella.

Jiang Ting took an umbrella and went to the nearest tent.

Before he got close enough, a middle-aged man appeared in the tent. He was dark, tall and burly, just like an ordinary man who had been exposed to sunlight for a long time.

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Ting, took out a piece of tobacco and rolled it together: "posterity, what are you?"

"I've seen this uncle."

After a pause, Jiang Ting clasped his fist: "we are on our way here. We want to have a rest in the neighborhood tonight, but we don't have a tent, so we want to know what tent is available nearby. Let's have a rest for the three of us."

"Elegant."

After that, the dark man said with a smile: "our grassland is different from the other side of the Dashan basin. We don't need to be empty headed. The tents around here are all set up by my father Zhao. You can have a look at them at will. You can go to any place you like to have a rest."

I don't know how to call uncle Jiang Youting

The middle-aged man laughed: "other people call me Lao Zhao. I don't think you are old enough. You just call uncle Zhao."

Then he looked at the chariot and began to smoke the tobacco: "you look like you don't have bedding Old lady, send a quilt to the younger generation. "

"Yes." From the tent behind Lao Zhao came the voice of a middle-aged woman.

Later, with Zhao's help, Jiang Ting found a tent, Huo Qing also found a tent, took two bedding from Zhao's house, and tied three horses to the tent.

……

after all this, the sun goes down.

Huo Qing went into his tent with dry food and began to be in a daze At the moment, he obviously doesn't like talking to people.

Jiang Ting is quietly lying on the ground, looking at the horizon, dusk beauty, do not have a scenery.

"Younger generation, you don't look like a rude man. I don't know who you are, but I don't see what a dusty traveler would look like from you." Lao Zhao smoking tobacco, slowly approaching.

"Uncle Zhao."

With the voice, Jiang Ting got up and said with a smile: "I can't talk about rude people, but compared with other people, I'm a little more calm, so I look more peaceful. It's uncle Zhao. Why are you and Mrs. Ling alone?"

Well, there are a lot of tents around here But after Jiang Ting settled down, he found that there were only two people around, Lao Zhao and his wife.

"All my kids are grazing."

After that, Lao Zhao showed a touch of relief: "our grassland is different from other places, where they graze is a little far away, and they don't come back every day."

"Come to dinner." From the tent in the distance came the voice of a middle-aged woman.

Lao Zhao patted his head: "look at my memory Come to dinner. "

…… ..

perhaps because of the vast land and sparse population, and because of the common people, the people here are more simple than those in other places.

Although Jiang ting and Huo Qing are at Zhao Quan's house Well, it's Lao Zhao. His name is Zhao Quan, but basically no one will call him by his name.As Zhao Quan said, people around his age all call him Lao Zhao, while the younger generation call him uncle Zhao. His original name is rarely used.

They were quite comfortable in Zhao Quan's family. They had a whole sheep dinner, but Zhao Quan didn't charge any money, and they didn't charge for accommodation This is the portrayal of the simple people.

Soon, at night.

Jiang Ting thought that he was going to have a rest. Unexpectedly, Zhao Quan was not in a hurry to have a rest. Instead, he started to light a fire in a nearby tent.

Jiang Ting, who was going to sleep, walked out of the tent and said, "Uncle Zhao, what are you doing?"

It's not cold tonight According to Jiang Ting's knowledge, the temperature difference between night and day on the grassland is very great. I don't know if it's because the world is abnormal. Anyway, it's not cold in his place tonight, which is similar to the temperature in the daytime.

Why light so much fire?

"There are many wolves on the grassland."

After that, Zhao Quan went to the next ploughing fire: "you are not a prairie man, so I don't know. If there is less fire at night, it is easy to be attacked by wolves. The reason why there are so many tents here is to bully animals and make them dare not attack because they have no wisdom."

The wisdom of ordinary people There are many tents and many fires. Even if there are wolves approaching, they dare not attack rashly and can only retreat.

Jiang Ting nodded gently: "I see."

"Young man, have a rest early. I'll see if there are any mistakes in other places." Zhao Quan left slowly.

Because of the night, even if there were many lights, Zhao Quan's figure was still a little fuzzy.

Jiang Ting didn't care either. Instead, he went back to the tent, lay on the bed, covered himself with bedding and prepared to go to bed At night, it's safest for him.

After all, with Hong Lian by his side, he is safe.

After Jiang Ting lies on the bed and closes her eyes, Hong Lian emerges silently and appears beside the bed, watching quietly When she couldn't solve the power of yin and evil, she was satisfied to see it like this.