Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 217: A letter from the early years

"Rumble..."

The second thunder sounded, the sound was much weaker, and the thunder also echoed in the mountains.

Lin Xinjie and Lei Yusheng straightened their clothes in embarrassment. The panicked look just now was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Yin Qing and three classmates and friends walked closer to each other. They also followed the practices of those traveling merchants, moved two tables to the corner, tilted the corners, and then put the bookbox on one side.

The remaining tables and stools here can be put down to block the wind, and can be used as cushions to lift off the ground when the weather is cold and humid. In times of difficulty, they can be chopped down and used as firewood.

"Moxiu, let's go collect some firewood. It gets cold in the mountains at night."

Yin Qing suggested to his companions, and then said to Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie who wanted to talk.

"You guys tidy up here, clean up a small area, or move a few more tables over here, so that you can sleep well at night."

Hearing this, Lin Xinjie frowned.

"Then why bother? Didn't we ask the previous coachman to buy a hatchet? Can we just split the tables and chairs here and use them as firewood?"

"Yeah, I'm exhausted after walking for most of the day, and it's going to rain soon. How troublesome it is for you to go out!"

Yin Qing squatted down and took out the hatchet from his bookcase, smiled and shook his head.

"Have you ever wondered why there are still so many tables and chairs in this deserted post after so long? Everyone chopped them down and used them as firewood. It will be inconvenient for people to rest in the future! If you have no choice, it is better not to destroy them. While it's not raining yet and it's dark, let's go out and get some dry firewood..."

Speaking of this, Yin Qing approached Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie and lowered his voice.

"Watch the book box."

"Well, you go ahead!" "Yes, go early and come back early!"

Yin Qing picked up the hatchet, greeted Mo Xiu and walked out. On the one hand, he asked the two people to look at the book box, and on the other hand, it was also because the two were real young men who had never done any work since childhood. I was exhausted by the time I walked down.

Mo Xiu at least still has some physical strength. Although Yin Qing himself is also tired, he can be regarded as the person with the most physical strength.

Among the traveling merchants over there, after hearing what Yin Qing said just now, a few older ones turned their heads and looked at him intently. Although they didn't say anything, their impression of this scholar was obviously very good.

When Yin Qing and Mo Xiu left Huangyi, they could feel the wind blowing outside. Looking up at the dark clouds, they seemed to be relatively close to some of the surrounding towering peaks, and there were rumbling thunders from time to time.

"Let's go to the gentle **** nearby."

"Yeah!"

The two rolled up their sleeves, tightened their cuffs with the straps they took from the book box, and headed to the nearby hillside.

There is no shortage of firewood in the mountains. Yin Qing and Mo Xiu picked up many branches of different sizes, and also cut some from the trees. They used a hatchet to cut off some branches and tied them into bundles as much as possible with straps. It took just over a quarter of an hour to collect a small bundle.

"Rumble..."

The thunder in the sky became louder and the wind became stronger. Mo Xiu was still collecting firewood, but Yin Qing had stopped.

"Moxiu, don't pick it up, it's going to rain soon, go back quickly!"

"Huh? This is not enough!"

"Hey, if you don't go back for a while, you'll be like a drowned rat. Getting wet in the mountains is no joke!"

The two of them were carrying the bundle of firewood. If there were any dead branches or sticks on the road, Mo Xiu would pick them up and put them on his head.

When we walked to Huangyi, most of the rotten wooden door had been closed, leaving only a crack.

"Zhizhizhi..."

The two of them pushed the door together, and the old wooden door squeaked as it rubbed against the ground. Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie over there also quickly stood up and went over to help carry the firewood before closing the door.

At this moment, Yin Qing and Mo Xiu belatedly heard the sound of wind outside the door. It turned out that the wind was already so strong.

"Young man, if you don't have enough firewood, we have some dry firewood here. If you still have some firewood, come here and get charcoal."

Seeing the four scholars busy there, the old man surnamed Lu among the merchants said something to them.

Travelers are not big businessmen, they only earn hard-earned money. They prepare everything when traveling around. They chop firewood and burn it wherever there is firewood. Even if there is not, there is always dry firewood in their backpacks.

The four scholars suddenly looked surprised and thanked them repeatedly.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the rain finally stopped. Fortunately, although the post station had been abandoned for a long time, there were not many places where the rain leaked. Most of them were in the outer corners. , Yin Qing and those traveling merchants are all fine.

Two fires were blazing in the inn. Yin Qing used a few adobe bricks in the inn as a stove, and imitated the methods of several travellers, who used pots to catch rainwater and then brought them back to cook.

It gets dark faster when it rains in the mountains. The trekking merchants are obviously well prepared, with those inside warming themselves by the fire, those outside wearing raincoats and bamboo hats, and surrounding tables and stools.

Yin Qing and the others were few people here, so it was not cold even if they were roasting over the fire. They also prepared dry food and followed the example of the traveling merchants, inserting them on wooden sticks to make toasted buns.

"It won't be a hard night, but I might not be able to sleep."

After Lei Yusheng said this, he took out a book from the bookcase and started to read it in the light of the fire.

About two hours later, Yin Qing, Mo Xiu and Lin Xinjie were still sitting by the fire, staring at each other. Lei Yusheng had curled up on a low table and fell asleep with his book on his pillow.

"I really admire Yu Sheng..."

Lin Xinjie smacked his lips and said, while Mo Xiu on the side also couldn't laugh or cry.

"What did he say just now that he won't be able to sleep tonight?"

There were also many people lying down on the foot traders over there, and several of them were even snoring. They were obviously sleeping soundly, but basically there were a few people who were awake, and the night watchmen were also chatting in low voices.

"Uncle Lu, where did those scholars come from? Their accents don't sound like people from Wanzhou."

Someone looked at the other end and asked curiously.

"That's not clear. It's none of our business anyway."

"Scholars can become officials if they pass the exam. Hey, Uncle Lu, when do you think I can make a fortune? Then I can go to school, and then I can get the top prize or something, and then I can be rich and powerful for the rest of my life? ”

The elder surnamed Lu looked at him and then at the scholar over there.

"Well, it's quick. Someone will get up and keep vigil for you in a while."

The man scratched his head. He didn't understand what Uncle Lu was saying. He felt that he was talking nonsense, but Yin Qing, who heard clearly, said "Pfft..." and burst into laughter.

The elder named Lu sighed at the man.

"Hey, this is the difference in brains!"

At this moment, there was another knock on the door of Huangyi.

"Bang bang bang...bang bang bang..."

"Someone is watching the fire!"

The shrill voice and knocking on the door suddenly woke up all the traveling merchants who were sleeping.

"The door is not open, just push it open!"

As soon as the footman finished speaking, someone pushed the door open outside, causing the wooden door to plow open.

"Woo...Woo..." "Hua la la la..."

It's stormy outside.

"Rumble..."

"Ah~~~"

As lightning illuminated the door, a woman's scream rang out. Several figures at the door hurriedly entered the inn, and then pushed the door shut again.

By the light of the fire inside, both the merchant and the scholar could see that there were three women. Although they had umbrellas, they were obviously wet at this time. They were stroking their arms and looked very cold. , the clothes stick to the body in some places, and you can see the graceful and graceful look.

"Let's warm up over the fire, shall we?"

The leading woman looked at both ends and asked.

On the foot merchant side, although most of them stared directly at the bodies and faces of the three women, almost all of them held hatchets and did not say anything unnecessary.

On the scholar side, including Yin Qing and Lei Yusheng who had just woken up, the four of them were also looking at the woman. However, including the youngest Yin Qing, they had received a strict education from the master and were not too straight-eyed. .

So the three women naturally walked towards the scholar.

Lei Yusheng hurriedly got down from the table and sat upright next to the fire, while Lin Xinjie brought in a stool and dusted it with a cloth.

"Young men, you are all scholars, men and women are not close to each other!"

The elder surnamed Lu suddenly said something like this, people become refined as they grow old, and in the middle of the night in the barren mountains, it was very strange for three women to suddenly appear.

Yin Qing also said immediately.

"The old man reminded me that several girls were soaked by the rain and need a separate place to warm themselves by the fire. By the way, old man, how about we give the bonfire to the three girls, and I and other scholars will not look at it as inappropriate and squeeze in with you. How about squeezing? Brother Mo, don’t you think so?”

The other three looked at Yin Qing and hesitated without answering.

"Not bad, not bad, then you young people can come over!"

Yin Qing cupped his hands towards the old man, gave the three friends a stern look, and forced them to go over there.

"Oh...we don't care..."

A woman said in a daze.

"But we care! The reputation of a girl's family is not a trivial matter!"

Yin Qing pulled the person to the traveling merchant without any explanation, without even taking the book box. At this moment, his strength was so frightening that three scholars who wanted to mess around were dragged away by him alone.

The three women were obviously in a daze. After a long time, the leader laughed "Pfft~" and joked: "What a nerd!" and led the other two women to sit by the campfire where Yin Qing and others were. He also subconsciously looked at the four book boxes.

On the other side, the elder surnamed Lu nodded towards Yin Qing and others, asked them to sit down on the empty seats near the bonfire, and said in a very low voice.

"When you go out, be careful when sailing!"

Yin Qing just held his hand and said nothing. Unlike others, he seemed to be able to smell a smell, which made him particularly uneasy, especially since these women all looked human.

In this period of time, in addition to studying by the river, he occasionally chatted with the old turtle on the river when no one was around. He heard the old turtle on the Chunmu River say, "Don't look at Dazhen Taiping, in fact this There are countless types of mountain spirits and monsters in the world, but regardless of their strength, as long as they have truly cultivated the human body, they are all pretty good.

Of course, the word "cultivation" is extremely important in the cultivation of the human body. The human body of some spirits is transformed by magical powers. The essence remains the same, but mortals cannot see through it.

Then there are various methods of luring mortals, such as "cheating sacrifices", to steal Yuan Yang or essence and other things by stealing the sky and exchanging the sun. Some of them will shorten the life of a person, and some will even harm the life of a person.

Those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. Yin Qing has been exposed to some such things, and instinctively feels that there is something wrong with these three women.

With a "bang...", a bookbox fell over, and all the inkstones, wolves and other objects inside fell out.

"Oh...whose young master's thing is this? The little girl accidentally knocked it over!"

A woman looked very anxious.

"My, my, my! Don't step on the rice paper!"

"Ah... don't step on it!"

Mo Xiu felt anxious and ran over. Yin Qing shouted "Mo Xiu!" but she didn't have time to catch him.

But nothing happened when Mo Xiu arrived. The woman apologized repeatedly and helped him pack the book box. When she saw Mo Xiu’s clothes in the books, the woman said timidly.

"Sir, my clothes are all wet and I feel cold and uncomfortable. Can I borrow your clothes?"

"Huh? Uh...oh..."

Mo Xiu looked at the way the woman was clinging to her clothes. His face felt a little dry, and he opened the bookcase to get some clothes for her.

"What about us... Can the gentlemen also borrow some clothes?"

The two women looked fragile beside them.

Yin Qing suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked at the elder named Lu, then stood up and walked over. When he saw Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie also wanted to get up, he turned around and said seriously.

"Sit down!"

After saying this, Yin Qing suddenly changed his smile and walked over quickly.

"Well, I also have a few sets of clothes, let me get them for the two girls!"

A few women covered their mouths and smiled.

"Thank you very much, sir!"

"Well, it's okay!"

Yin Qing squatted half-crouched, with a sense of restraint that had never come into contact with a woman, covering up the sweat on her forehead that was actually caused by panic.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a woman squatting next to him and looking at him. Something seemed to move under her skirt behind him, and an obscure odor spread to his nose again, making his movements appear hasty.

‘Found it! ’

What Yin Qing turned over was a letter that Ji Yuan gave to Yin Zhaoxian when he first left Ning'an County. He gave it to Yin Qing when Yin Zhaoxian went to Wanzhou. In addition to letting his son copy the handwriting, it was also an encouragement.

Yin Qing quietly pulled the letter out of the old envelope, then hid it in her clothes and took it out.

"I wonder if this dress is okay?"

"It’s okay as long as the clothes don’t cover the body~"

A woman teased, picked up her clothes, shook them, and looked for a piece of letter paper falling from it.

Brush~~

A flash of intimidating light flashed across the letter.

"Ah..." "Ah..." "Ah..."

The three women were suddenly frightened and jumped away from the bonfire, their faces full of horror.

“Oh, Mr. Ji’s stationery came out, it’s my fault that I didn’t put it away properly!”

Yin Qing's surprised voice sounded. After confirming that the letter was indeed useful, he took the letter that fell to the ground in his hand. In his eyes, every word on it seemed to have a faint flash of light.

Although Ji Yuan’s letter in his early years was not a decree, the will and aura he had entrusted to him at the time were still condensed over the years.

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