Nightfall Chapter 194: Morning

Volume One, The Empire of Early Morning, Chapter 194, Morning Light

Tobacco and alcohol do not separate families, men and women do not separate families, and swords and arrows naturally do not separate families. Ning Que held his heavy Fujian eyebrows and smiled, Senior Brother Six came over from the ironing room with a long cloth bag, and untied the bag, revealing the three simple knives inside.

These are the three knives that Ning Que sent to Houshan a few days ago. After being hammered and tempered by the six seniors, the blade looks more slender than the original, and the long black handle is stronger and darker. Morning light shines on the surface of the knife, and occasionally a few simple and clear rune lines can appear. It looks a little delicate, but it reveals endless murderous aura.

The second brother said: "Xiling Temple issued an edict. There should be a lot of young masters from various countries who have gone to the wasteland this time. I think the Judgment Division will also go away. Maybe you will meet Longqing again in Yanbei."

Hearing the word Longqing, Ning Que's scalp tightened unconsciously, and subconsciously he had a strong idea of ​​disappearing. In the mountain climbing, he defeated Prince Longqing once, but the real gap between the two people's spiritual realm was too large. If Prince Longqing hated the previous two humiliations, he was afraid that he would suffer a lot from the opponent.

"I won't send you off tomorrow, I just remind you."

The second brother continued: "This time you are going to the wasteland. You are bringing students from the academy, representing the brothers and sisters on the second floor. You are carrying the banner of Master. So no matter what the situation, you can’t give Shame on the academy, Xiling Tianyuyuan, Southern Jin Jiange, Moon Wheel White Pagoda Temple, my academy’s children had a lot of contact with the guys in these places that year. Whether playing chess or playing music, they have never lost, and you can’t lose." /

"Why are you not allowed to lose?"

"Not bad."

"What if I can't beat the opponent?"

"You can't win or lose face."

Ning Que touched his head and asked in perplexity, "Second brother, how can you not be ashamed if you can't beat the opponent?"

The second brother raised his eyebrows slightly, and scolded: "If you can't win, you have to find a way to win. If you can't win, you can't admit defeat. You can do everything possible to escape. After practicing for a few years, go back and fight the opponent again. , Will it never win?"

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Because of the emperor's proposal, the area where the students of the college will practice this year is arranged in the tense situation in the Yanbei Wasteland, and the departure time is tomorrow. When Ning Que walked out of the dense fog in the back mountain of the academy, the bookshelves around Shiping were echoing the cautious voices of the teachers and teachers. There was a steward outside the warehouse who was constantly transporting the things needed on the journey. The department manager is counting the number of weapons worn.

Walking out of the stone gate of the academy, I saw dozens of horses scattered among the green meadows in the morning light. These horses from the west of the city were grazing calmly with their heads down, and occasionally crashed into the flower bushes deep in the meadow and hit the ground. Autumn petals.

Ning Que looked at the horses who were about to embark on the journey, smiled, and said sorry to the old coachman who had been waiting outside the courtyard all night, and was about to board the car and return to the city.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a question, frowned and jumped out of the carriage, walked back to the college warehouse and borrowed a solid leather bag, picked dozens of heavy stones by the side of the road and stuffed it in. He squeezed it with his hands. He felt that the weight of the stone in the bag was about the same. He walked to the edge of the meadow, held the bar with his hand, and whistled to the depths of the meadow.

The not-so-loud whistle made the grass-eating horses scattered around the meadow wake up at the same time, raising its head, one of the strongest rhubarb horses shook the horse’s head to squeeze away from their companions, and sprinkled with joy. The hoof ran over.

He touched the big yellow horse, and tied the leather bag to the buckle beside the saddle across the railing.

The leather bag was stuffed with stones. It looked inconspicuous, but it was actually very heavy. The front legs of the big yellow horse were slightly bent, and then he stood up straight, but the balance of the strong body appeared to be a little problematic, and he panted a little.

Ning Que took off his leather bag, looked at the big yellow horse and shook his head, thinking that the iron bow and thirteen arrows plus three knives are already too heavy, plus his own weight, even if these ordinary horses can bear it, It is impossible to bear the load for too long, especially if it enters the wasteland, once it is about to launch a pursuit, it will not last for too long.

He has been a soldier on the frontier fortress in Weicheng for a long time. He knows better than any student in the academy that the importance of riding on the wasteland is now in the world of spiritual practice. He knows that as long as he is not a great practitioner who knows his life, Still need to rely on horses to maintain sufficient speed.

After thinking for a moment, a scene from last year suddenly appeared in his mind. He poured out the stone in his leather bag, jumped into the meadow, found the steward of the military horse farm, and took out the waist at Tianshu. The brand whispered something.

After returning to Chang'an City, he did not return to Alley 47 for the first time, but went to the Nanmen Taoist Temple under the root of Huangcheng. The disciple is about to travel far, so he must report it to his master, and maybe the master will give himself some farewell gifts.

Master Yan Se knew the news that he was going to the wasteland earlier than Ning Que himself. After thinking about it these days, he felt that his majesty’s arrangements would always be good for his apprentice, so he gradually calmed the irritation in his heart. .

He didn't tell Ningcai to fall into the prestige of the teacher like the second brother, but solemnly said: "The barbarians on the grassland are not terrible, and the deserters and their companions who return to the south will be the greatest danger. . It is reasonable to say that there is a master, a majesty and me. Few people in the world dare to take a disadvantage, but you must remember that there is no Datang after all."

"Master, don't worry." Ning Que said with a smile.

For the people of the Central Plains, the remote wasteland often represents mystery and danger, but for Ning Que, who left Minshan and worked as a part-time job in the wasteland, it was the place he was most familiar with. No matter how powerful enemies he encountered there, he believed he could at least save his life.

Without this confidence, he would never agree to the court's request.

Master Yan Se thought about the **** cavalry sent by the temple this time and the ruling Si Yiying strong in the dark. His eyebrows were slowly raised and he looked at him and said seriously: "In the past, you met in the wasteland. The enemies you arrive are ordinary people. Even the most ferocious horse thief may not make you feel scared, but you have to remember that the enemy you are facing this time may be a practitioner, or even hidden in the wilderness. The remnants of the demons among people, in short, be careful."

Ning Que narrowed his smile and said seriously: "Students understand."

Next, Master Yan Se completed the last lecture before the arrival of autumn, and explained in detail the pinnacle of Fudao-the wonderful meaning of words, and then handed a kit to his hand, explaining that there was something in the kit Wonderful thing, if it's really dangerous, you might as well open it.

The black carriage drove slowly on the straight long street, and as the slabs under the wheels vibrated from time to time, Ning Que couldn't help laughing while looking at the kit in his hand, and he still grabbed some parting gifts.

He couldn't guess what was in the kit, thinking about the famous sections in the novel, he didn't mean to disassemble it, if it was disassembled, it would be useless. Do you have the face to go back to the south gate? Looking to Master Yan Se to ask for another one? Okay, he really did such a thing with his temperament, but why bother.

It was already dusk when I returned to Lao Bi Zhai, and the setting sun came from the end of Lane 47, which happened to be half a street red. He said hello to the boss of the antique shop next door, and watched Glancing at the empty gray wall behind him, he walked in.

The rice was steamed in the pot, white mist filled it, slowly winding along the tree in the patio, drifting towards the red sky, and then disappeared in the air without a long distance, without leaving a trace.

Sangsang raised his face and looked at the mist dissipating in the air, and the willow leaves were beautiful with narrowed eyes.

Ning Que looked at the small figure beside the tree and said, "I'm back."

Sangsang looked back at him and said, "Master, you are back."

Conversations with nothing new and boring. For many years, when Ning Que returned to the hunting house and the Weicheng courtyard, he would have such a conversation with the little girl in the courtyard of the house. Lin 47 Lane, Chang'an City This year was no exception, except that the word Young Master was added in the middle.

The dinner before leaving was nothing new. Although the bowl of amber chicken soup expressed some kind of solemnity, there was really nothing to say.

Since there is nothing to say, after washing his feet and turning off the lights, Ning Que lay on the bed and started sleeping.

He didn't explain anything to the little girl over the bed. Although this will be the first time he has been separated from Sangsang for such a long time, he believes that the little girl can take care of himself, because these years the little girl is taking care of the lives of two people. Now that she is less troublesome and picky, she should be able to Live faster and easier.

In the city of Chang'an at the end of summer, the night temperature is no longer so annoying, the cicadas on the trees are gradually fading away, and the stars in the sky are shining on the quiet leaves, and then reflected from the windows, covering the walls. The silver bed is the favorite of the two.

There was a sound of smashing sound, and Sangsang crawled over from the other side of the bed in a thin coat, her skinny knees pressed the silver bedding out of different shades, and then she lay down in Ning Que's arms .

Ning Que opened his eyes and said, "I have said many times that you are now a big girl."

Sang Sang hummed, adjusted his angle, put his head on his chest, and refused to move.

The night before parting is the same as many nights in the past years, no difference.

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The early morning before leaving is the same as the early morning in the past year, and there is no difference. After eating a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup that Sangsang bought, I brushed my teeth with the toothbrush that Sangsang handed over, washed my face with a towel twisted by Sangsang, and put on the college autumn clothes under the service of Sangsang's hands. Ning Que picked up the heavy Luggage, opened the shop door and went out.

The morning light was clear and beautiful, and he waved to the little girl at the door of the shop, and the carriage slowly moved.

The black carriage stopped on the edge of the large meadow in front of the academy, and then turned back on the same road. Today, the old coachman does not need to wait for Ning Que to return to the city, because Ning Que will not return to the city.

The crowds around the meadow are already full of voices, and the excited and nervous college students say goodbye to their parents. Parents seem to have endless words. The luggage prepared for the children seems to be missed, and the young The students' minds have already drifted to the far north, as if they saw a promising future for making contributions.

Of course, not all college students are so excited about the next journey. For example, Chu Youxian, who was surrounded by a group of rooms and concubines led by a wealthy businessman from the East Side, was full of complaints and fear on his face.

Ning Que smiled while looking at that side, then turned to look at Situ Yilan, who looked heroic in a red arrow suit beside him, and curiously said: "I didn't expect no one to send you."

Situ Yilan smiled and said: "My name is Shixiu Shi for the expedition. My father only encouraged me to fight to survive and kill the enemy, but he didn't mean to be sent to me. Besides, if you are different, no one will send it?"

Ning Que shook his head and said: "I have no father or mother, and I don't even have a relative, who will send me off."

Situ Yilan looked at the two people who came out of the academy and said: "It seems that someone will come to see you off."

The three elder sisters Yu Lian and Chen Pipi came out of the college, the college students on the meadow, and the elders. Knowing the identity of these two through the teaching office, they hurriedly stepped aside.

Hajime's autumn breeze softly brushed the hair on the woman's forehead, so that this arrogant and small figure can never see the true age, and the female professor who has a special flavor looks a little younger.

Since entering the second floor of the academy, Ning Que has rarely had the opportunity to talk privately with the third elder sister. At this time, seeing her come to see him off, he couldn’t help but feel a little surprised and said: "Thank you, elder sister."

Yu Lian handed him a piece of something, smiled and said, "Sister Sister has nothing to send to you, just give you a word. No matter what you encounter, you only need to start from your heart, and you can easily pass it. "

"Thank you for your advice, Sister."

Ning Que turned to Chen Pippi, looked at this friend who had brought infinite help to her practice career, and smiled after a moment of silence: "What are you going to give me something?"

A morning breeze came to the meadow and wrinkled Chen Pipi's face. He said seriously: "I'll send it off... OK."

Ning Que shook his head and sighed, "You are getting shameless."

Chen Pipi said with emotion: "Learn from you."

Ning Que replied with a smile: "Make progress together."

Chen Pipi also laughed, and then asked seriously: "Is there anything to explain?"

Ning Que originally wanted to say that he had already explained what he should explain, but after thinking about it, he said, "You know."

"What do I know?"

"There is a little maid in my house."

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From a young soldier from a border town, he climbed the building to defeat the third son of Xie, was forgotten and silent by the academy, and then he forgot the academy, climbed the mountain and defeated the prince Longqing, and finally became the only student in this class to enter the second floor. He will also lead all his classmates to the Yanbei Wasteland to participate in practical training. Now Ning Que has undoubtedly become a legend in the eyes of ordinary students of the college.

When he talked with Situ Yilan, he has attracted a lot of eyes, and then more eyes fell on him with the arrival of Professor Yu Lian and Chen Pipi. These eyes are extremely complicated, either in awe or envy or jealousy. Dare to hate.

And when Ning Que picked up the pile of heavy luggage under his feet and walked towards the meadow, dozens of gazes that had been silently watching him were filled with shock and doubt. With so many luggage, it looks so heavy, what kind of horse can bear it? Why did he walk to the meadow?

Three simple knives, the disassembled iron bow and thirteen talisman arrows in the quiver, the usual boxwood hardwood bow and ordinary feather arrows, the things that must be used on the journey even include the folded small tent, and Big black umbrella wrapped tightly in coarse cloth.

The luggage was carefully organized by Sangsang last night. The size has been reduced to a level that cannot be reduced, but because there are so many things, it still looks very spectacular when gathered together, just like a hill.

Ning Que walked to the fence of the meadow with his heavy luggage, and looked into the distance to find his goal.

On the other side of the fence, the army horses on the meadow that were picked up by the college students are grazing or resting silently with their heads hanging down. There is no discouragement, but in the wide grassland further away, A black shadow was rushing back and forth, like a black thunder, with loud hoofs.

When the black shadow slows down, you can see clearly that it is a very strong black horse. The **** horse keeps chasing and squeezing against his companions. Other horses flee in fear, but it does not follow. Burao continued to chase and bite, and from time to time he whispered triumphantly, making him extremely overbearing and humble.

Ning Que smiled at the **** horse, put his finger into his lips and whistled.

The whistle sounded smoothly over the meadow.

The big dark horse who was presumptuously bullying his companions suddenly stiffened after listening to the whistle. His four feet were nailed into the soft grass like nails, and he could not move a step further. It looked like a brushed one. The black lacquered wooden horse, only two large black eyes were turning quickly, and the expression of fear inside could be clearly seen.

It twisted its stiff horse's neck with difficulty, looked back at the figure beside the fence in the distance, and finally connected the most unpleasant scene in his mind with this person.

Another whistle sounded, as if urging.

The big dark horse raised the horse's hoof with difficulty, and walked slowly towards the fence with his head hanging down painfully. Every step was so reluctant and so Yiyi, as if to marry a female celebrity with a bad reputation and no future.

Walking slowly to the fence, the **** horse looked at Ning Que behind the fence, shook the horse's head slightly, and at the same time rolled up his thick lips, as if to express absolute surrender and flattery.

It has been more than a year since the college admission test. The temper of this **** horse has not improved at all, and it is still violent. However, in front of Ning Que, it still does not dare to have the slightest temper.

It's just that when it saw the mountain-like luggage under Ning Que's feet, it no longer cared about the fear in its instinct, let out a horrified neigh, turned around and prepared to escape.

Ning Que stared at it and said: "Old rules."

The big dark horse stopped.

Ning Que continued: "I will kill you if I don't obey."

The **** horse turned his head down.

Ning Que hung the mountain-like luggage on its saddle.

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In the late summer and early fall of the fourteenth year of the Apocalypse, the Academy began this year of practical training.

The leader is the second-story disciple of the academy who has not even seen the teacher or the big brother.

In the backyard of Lao Bi Zhai, Sangsang stared at the clucking old hen in a daze, thinking that you should have been slaughtered yesterday so that he could eat more, otherwise what should I do if I get hungry on the road?

On the outskirts of Chang'an City, Ning Que looked at the picturesque scenery of the village by the side of the road, wondering how many days she would not be able to drink the chicken soup she made, and when she left, she started to miss it.

The empire in the morning is shrouded in a faint light.

The sound of horseshoes makes Tsing Yi vibrate.

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(Volume 1 The End of the Empire in the Morning)

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