Nightfall Chapter 192: This is the human world
Volume One, Early Morning Empire, Chapter 192, This is the Human World
There is a very inconspicuous tea shop behind Yipinxuan, a famous restaurant in Xicheng, Chang'an.
There were two people sitting behind the bamboo mat in the deep tea shop. Among them, the short, fat middle-aged man kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. It seems that the sultry heat in the late summer had a great impact on him, even when he was talking. His Hebei accent also seemed a bit dry.
"Are you a dark guard, you always have to do what you should do. What's the problem with going to the wasteland this time and helping with the mission? It's just for you to see, not for you to investigate the case ."
This short, fat, middle-aged man is Mr. Xu Chongshan, the deputy commander of the Ouchi bodyguard, and he went out of the palace to meet with Ningque. Sitting across from him, Ning Que took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and began to wipe his sweat like him, but it was obvious that his sweat came not because of the sultry late summer weather, but because of what the other party said.
"General Xiahou... what kind of character is that, what do you want me to do to see him? See how many beards he grows or how many times he goes to the toilet every day? Master Xu, I know this is what your majesty meant, but you If you think about it, with General Xiahou’s temper, if he finds me peeping secretly, he will definitely turn his face. When that happens, find a place where no one is going to slap me into mashed meat, then wrap it into a bun and feed it to a horse. Who Help me out?"
"If General Xiahou really can't keep a single piece of evidence, Tang Law is on, and neither the palace nor the academy can come forward for you. If you can leave evidence of his hands-on before you die, you might as well...
"Haha, you know I'm telling a joke."
Ning Que put down his handkerchief and looked at Luo Commander who was smiling awkwardly, thinking that the joke was not very funny.
This trip to the wasteland is very likely to meet Xiahou. If there is a chance, he would of course want to check with him, but this matter is too dangerous, he did not expect to receive this request at this time-it seems that your Majesty is still Don't worry about Xiahou, what role can you play in this process?
Seeing him silent and speechless, Commander Xu thought he still had a feeling of resistance, and said with relief: "Don’t worry too much. Your Majesty’s meaning is very simple. You just need to watch General Xiahou’s reaction next to him. Some details you have seen tell your Majesty that you don’t have to take any risks."
"Your Majesty likes you, and you are a student of the Master. Although General Xiahou is violent and cruel, he is not a wild boar with brute force in the mountains. He is not stupid and will not offend you for no reason."
Ning Que wondered what should be done if he offends Xiahou by then?
"No problem, right?" Xu Chongshan picked up the handkerchief and wiped his sweat again, looked at him hopefully, and said, "If there is no problem, I will go to the palace to reply. If there is anything you worry about in Chang'an, tell me Me, I will do it."
Ning Que said: "You know I have a shop in Lin 47 Lane..."
Xu Chongshan slapped his chest vigorously, expressing extra arrogance and saying: "I will show you!"
Ning Que shook his head, smiled and said, "The main thing is that there is a little maid. I would like to ask the guard to take care of me."
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The emperor of the Tang Dynasty sent a dark guard to watch the words and deeds of the imperial general with a cold eye. If this matter is spread out, it will definitely cause a political turmoil, so in order to keep it secret, the emperor did not call Ning Que into the palace at all. Instead, Xu Chongshan found a secret place outside the palace and secretly spread the secret decree.
After receiving the secret decree, Ning Que should have sealed the matter in the deepest part of his heart and didn't tell anyone, but there has never been any secret between him and Sangsang, so when he returned to Lin Forty After Seven Alleys, Sangsang, who was preparing to cook, knew the specific content of the secret edict in the first time.
She looked at Ning Que at the window and asked: "Will it be dangerous?"
Ning Que raised the brush, looked at her through the window, and said, "The main thing is to look at her face, and then inquire about it. Xu Chongshan is right. There is no danger at all. If it is really dangerous, I will not do it. ."
Sangsang lowered his head and continued to wash rice, and asked: "So you agreed?"
Ning Que lowered his head and continued to draw a symbol, and said: "As your majesty's gold medal spy, the young generation of the Tang Dynasty focuses on training the target, the so-called empire uses me, and I will win with me... Well, it will not win, you must admit me Your life is always not going well for too long. You should be very clear about the reason why I did not refuse."
Have the opportunity to approach Xiahou, take the emperor’s secret decree to observe Xiahou, and may even find an opportunity for revenge. For Ning Que, who has been waiting for 14 years, it is an opportunity that cannot be missed.
Sangsang didn't say anything, her little hands rubbed the rice vigorously in the basin, and the water gradually turned into something like rice milk. I don't know how many layers of the rice were rubbed off by her, and her figure became thinner and sadder.
"If you wash this rice a few more times, can you still steam it?"
Ning Que put the pen on the inkstone, looked at the picture outside the window, and said after a moment of silence: "Don't worry, I'm not at the level of Xiahou, so I won't be an idiot to take revenge immediately."
Sangsang stood up and wiped his hands on his apron. He looked back at the window and said, "Master, since you can't take me there, when you see Xiahou, you must hold back. "
"I saw Prince Li Peiyan during the college admission test last year. Did I hold back?" Ning Que shook his head and said, "We are hunters who grew up in Minshan. Patience when dealing with prey is our best weapon. ."
"What luggage do I need to prepare?"
"It's still the third child."
I will take the college students to the frontier fortress wasteland soon. I may see Xiahou, Ning Que is a little excited, and more nervous, thinking about the dangers he may encounter, he is more anxious to develop the Talisman Arrow successfully. .
After dinner that day, Sangsang rolled up his trouser legs and sat by the well and began to cut feathers for him, while he concentrated on the white paper on the desk, constantly drawing complicated rune lines.
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Not all places are desolate in the wasteland. When the strong winter wind is not on, most of the ground is covered with grass like felt, but it turns out that by the end of summer, the wasteland will feel slightly cold in advance. In the autumnal mood, the grass began to stain with frost and turn yellow and white, showing a sort of killing smell.
The horseshoe stepped a taller frost grass into the mud. Accompanied by a slight neighing and heavy breathing, more and more war horses appeared on the meadow. The elite cavalry of the left tent, Escort the tribe to move south.
In a place further south, more than a thousand prairie cavalry wielded a machete and shouted with strange noises, rushing through the Yanbei frontier, instantly occupying a village on the road, and surrounded a caravan group.
The blood began to spray along the slit cut by the scimitar, the summer grain harvested in the village began to flow along the slit cut by the scimitar, and the precious tea and salt packets began to spill along the slit cut by the scimitar.
The villagers of Yandi and the caravan guards screamed and fell in a pool of blood. Their bodies fell heavily to the ground, like those heavy food parcels and caravan goods, instantly losing their lives.
The prairie cavalry shouted excitedly. After killing everyone, they began to re-set the cart awkwardly, and moved all the food and goods they could find to the cart, and then returned north.
Summer is over, autumn has arrived, and winter is not far away. The Zuozhen Wangting tribe, which has lost the fertile pastures in the north, can’t raise too many cattle, sheep and livestock. If they don’t seize the time to grab enough food before the first snow, then the tribe is very likely. Usher in the disaster of extinction.
As for the villages slaughtered by them and the caravans, whether they should endure such a tragic experience is not a question that the prairie barbarians need to consider.
In fact, the people on the wasteland are very clear about the importance of caravans, but now they are facing immediate panic. Even the most wise Wang Ting sergeant will not force them to think about long-term problems.
The frontier fortresses in Yanbei were broken by prairie barbarian cavalry, countless caravans were looted by blood, and food from countless villages was robbed. The news was quickly spread to all parts of Yan Kingdom by the wind on the wasteland and then gathered to the palace.
Prince Chongming, who hadn't just returned to China for a long time, put on his armor calmly under the indifferent gaze of his father on the sick bed, and led three thousand guards to the northern border.
The city gates are wide open, and the rituals and music are masterpieces. The people watching the lively Yan Kingdom do not have much excitement on their faces, and the eyes looking at the Prince's car are extremely cold.
The left tent king court on the wasteland has no power to restrain all the tribes. The barbarian cavalry has gone mad. The frontier troops of the country of Yan and the thousands of guards who only know how to eat, drink and play cannot stop them. The prairie cavalry, whose horses come like the wind and arrows go like gods.
Fortunately, the Xiling Temple has issued an edict, and all countries in the Central Plains will support it in the future, and the hateful and terrifying Tang State will also send their cavalry. For the people of the Yan Kingdom, this is how humiliating but helpless s Choice.
This is Chengjing, the capital of a weak country.
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The mountains behind the academy, the morning light is faint, and the fog gradually separates.
Senior Brother Four and Brother Six sat cross-legged by the waterwheel. After they meditated and adjusted their breath, they looked at each other and began to repeat the research process they had repeated for several days. The magical sand table was placed between the two of them, and the complicated rune lines on the sand table moved forward slowly on their own, forming various possibilities.
In the iron wrought-iron room very close to Qingxi, the water vapor keeps thickening with the infusion of the waterwheel, and some silver-like iron-like metals are slowly softening and melting in the blazing furnace.
Senior Sister Seven, who just got up, stood on the upper reaches of Qingxi, watching the silent and worried expressions on his two faces. After a moment of silence, she threw the wet towel in her hand onto a stone and turned to the waterfall far away from the cliff. Go.
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About 70 miles away from the capital city of the Southern Jin Dynasty, there is a mountain.
This mountain is not as majestic and high as the mountain behind Chang'an Southern Suburb Academy, covered by clouds and mist all day long, but calmly exposed under the clear sunshine, every cliff cracks every rock It all seemed so clear.
The overall shape of the mountain is also very clear. The cliffs on three sides are relatively smooth, reflecting the light from the sky, shining brightly, and then gathered at the top of the peak, looking like a sword.
The sect of Liu Bai, the world's most powerful sword sage, is at the foot of the mountain. It is an old-style ancient pavilion with distinct black and white colors.
Dozens of young practitioners kneeled on their knees and bowed respectfully to the ancient pavilion.
Behind them there is a sword tied tightly by a straw rope. Unlike ordinary swordsmen’s flying swords, these swords are relatively long and larger, and are more like swords used by warriors, and they are quietly hidden in their sheaths. Inside.
The young swordsmen knelt on the ground respectfully, and the ancient pavilion was quiet. I don’t know how long it had passed. A calm but sharp voice sounded like a sword. This voice was as sharp as it could pierce the sword pavilion. The solid cliffs behind him can pierce any tangible things in the world.
"The shameless person, don't come back."
Listening to this voice, dozens of young swordsmen kneeling on the ground had a slight stiff expression and body, they looked extremely nervous, and they seemed extremely excited. They should stand up and walk out loudly.
Dozens of horses are waiting slightly.
The young man rode the rein on horseback, left the division gate, and headed north.
This is the sword pavilion, where the strong take care of it.
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The Yellow River was surging, the turbid waves rolled, and for a while, the number of waves was annihilated. By the river bank, the ferry boatman holding a bamboo pole, respectfully kneeling on both sides of the wooden road.
Liu Bai, the sword sage back then, realized his sword intent by this Yellow River.
Today, the younger generation of practitioners in Dahe Country must cross the Yellow River and head north.
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Under the White Tower by Haier.
A woman with a face full of wrinkles, wearing a strange dress made up of countless pieces of cloth, indifferently watching the younger children in front of her, her voice hoarse and weird: "If you want to go to Yanbei, you need After passing through the Tang Realm, the court has issued a document, but you can go there. I believe that the Tang people will not embarrass you."
A young ascetic monk looked at the woman in surprise and asked: "Master Qu Ni, don't you go with us?"
A look of vicious hatred flashed in the old woman’s eyes, and she sternly said: “Like Tang, a place of corrupt etiquette and no faith, my shoe soles are stained with a grain of its dust, it will make me feel Disgusting."
This elder sister of the Lord of the Moon Kingdom brought her to practice Buddhism since she was a child. She has a high level of cultivation and a very high status in the Buddhist sect. At the moment, these young practitioners who are going to Yanbei under the Xiling edict can all be said to be her The disciples and grandchildren.
She looked at the younger generations who were on standby and said indifferently, "I walked from the north and went straight to the Minshan Mountain. I have to see if there is no one in Tang State who will stop me."
This is the Moon Country, where the Buddha's light shines.
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The horseshoe stepped on the fertile fields, as if they could squeeze out the oil.
Hundreds of knights marched in awe under the warm sunlight, wearing pure black armor with complicated and difficult golden patterns painted on the armor. The surface of the black armor and the golden patterns kept gleaming in the bright light. With a solemn sense of beauty and coercion.
Thousands of devout believers of Haotian Church are preparing to kneel down to worship the mountain. Listening to the thunderous hoofs, they evade under the tree beside the road in shock, and they knelt quickly after they saw the knight’s face. Knocking down, full of surprise and awe.
Xiling’s **** sacred cavalry, known as the most elite cavalry in the world, the devout believers on the side of the road usually see one person, they think it is the ancestor’s virtue, today I saw hundreds of sacred cavalry, and I couldn’t help being surprised. However, some women even fainted excitedly looking at the solemn appearance of the holy cavalry.
Some wealthy and well-informed believers have guessed the reason for the dispatch of these apologists, but they still don’t understand. It is just some savages on the grassland who are making trouble. Why does the temple pay so much attention to it?
Among the hundreds of **** sacred cavalry, there are several Haotian Taoist priests wearing red robes. Among the priests, the young **** sacred cavalry general is handsome and looks like an extraordinary person. Walking in the sun, his armor is like It is plated with a layer of Haotian Divine Radiance, as perfect as a divine child and inviolable.
This is Xiling, a place favored by Haotian.
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The mountain behind the academy is shrouded in the deep night.
Ning Que put the rune drawings on the table and sat down tiredly by the corner. After watching the shaking fire for a while, he fell asleep without knowing it. He was really tired these days. The brain power is also squeezed to the extreme.
"In such a short period of time, I actually came up with a solution. I praised the younger brother that day as a genius on the talisman. He really did not disappoint me." The fourth brother looked at the lines on the paper and took another look. Ning Que, who fell asleep in the corner, said: "I don't know what gave him such a strong motivation."
While calculating the metal ratio of the talisman arrow materials, Senior Brother Six said in a low voice: "I can feel that the younger brother is very anxious... as if he is worried about something, I don't know if it is going to the wasteland."
The fourth brother said: "The wasteland...Xiling Temple is worried about the resurrection of the Demon Sect. After all, the junior brother is a member of the academy. What is there to worry about? Isn't the remnants of the Demon Sect enough to be killed by the junior uncle?"
Sixth Senior Brother asked honestly: "Senior Brother, I don’t understand the logical relationship of this sentence very much. The younger brother killed the Demon Sect miserably back then. If the younger brother encounters the Demon Sect again, shouldn’t he be more Worried?"
Senior Brother Si looked at him and asked: "You said that the Imperial Court of Etiquette will go to the Yan Nationality Council without worrying about being killed by the Yan people?"
Senior Brother Six raised his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Of course not. If Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites visits Chengjing, as long as one hair is missing, the country of Yan will be destroyed."
"The same simple truth."
Senior Brother Si said calmly: "If the people of the Demon Sect dared to hurt the young junior vellus hair, wouldn't the Demon Sect be afraid of ushering in the disaster? Isn't it afraid of being slaughtered by the junior uncle again?"
"But the little uncle is dead."
"Uncle Master is dead, and Master is not dead yet, let alone the second brother has always wanted to have the opportunity to learn from Junior Master."
"What is the younger brother worried about?"
The fourth brother looked at Ning Que, who was still frowning while he was asleep, and said after a moment of silence: "I don't know, but he is a junior brother. Of course, those of us who are brothers must find a way to make him not afraid."
"What can I do?"
"Set the talisman arrow for him first."
"Oh."
At the end of the dialogue, there was a continuous sound of heavy iron strikes in the room, and the motion of the six brothers waving his arms was almost like an afterimage. The sound of iron strikes continued in one place, like a never-ending thunder, but even so loudly Ning Que's voice couldn't wake up the exhausted Ning Que.
The four brothers are holding the sand table and constantly imitating the runes designed by Ning Que. Refer to the marginal notes written by Ning Que on the paper, try various combinations of runes, and even start to try to combine these lines with formations. Regroup.
The material of the talisman arrow is special. Although it has reduced a lot of weight through the exquisite air tube design of the six brothers, it still weighs too much compared to the ordinary feather arrow, so ordinary hardwood bows cannot be used. Before Fujian, the first thing they had to do was to make a special bow first.
As the sound of iron hitting continued, and as the sound of the molten iron poured into the mud mold continued, gradually, the strange hard bow component composed of thin steel strips gradually formed into parts, and the most important part became more After the careful consideration of Senior Brother Six, a faint luster began to appear.
The fourth brother completely mastered Ning Que's design of the talisman. He walked over and instructed the design of that part. Seeing the sixth brother’s seemingly awkward fingers holding the silver tray and scratching the silk like embroidery, he asked with a slight frown. : "What are you going to use for carving knives? The material of the talisman arrow is extremely hard, and the requirements are very precise, ordinary carving knives are completely useless."
Six brothers laughed, and took out a small box from his arms, took out a transparent stone with two-thirds of the secret metal flakes from the box, and said: "Made of extremely hard mixed silver Pallets, use diamonds as carving knives."
"Diamonds have poor performance against beating."
"So I wrapped another layer of iron sheet under it. Of course, it was not ordinary iron sheet, but the alien steel left over when we and Professor Huang built the armor for General Xiahou last time."
"How about the sharpness?"
"I grind it for three days and the cut surface is excellent, you see."
Six brothers raised the diamond to face the raging fire, and the bright yellow flames spread through those complicated surfaces, turning into countless beautiful rays of light, just like the stars in the night sky.
Next, these two men who were used to being silent and then decided not to make the younger brother afraid, the most difficult part of the beginning of this work was to create the body of the talisman. It was in this part that they met An unsolvable problem was reached.
"There is no problem with the ratio of the four metals. The key is that there are too many impurities in it. I chose the best material from the military, but the material itself contains impurities. Now the temperature of the furnace is difficult to clean."
Six brothers looked at the hot molten iron, scratching his head and said helplessly: "I have never tried this method before. Forcibly fusing these four metals, the temperature required is too high, I don't know how to do it."
At this moment, the door of the strike room was pushed open.
Senior Sister Seven walked in, looked at Ning Que who was sleeping in the corner and smiled, turned her head and looked at them and said: "I brought two helpers here, I don't know if you need it or not."
Senior Brother Si looked at the two people behind her, bowed his hands and bowed slightly. Then, without knowing what he thought, he smiled and looked at Ning Que, who was sleeping, and said: "I finally understand why the sages of the talisman master failed to make talisman arrows. Let two master practitioners of the realm of fate become blacksmiths, who can get this kind of treatment except for the younger brother?"
The second brother walked over with a blank face and grabbed the heavy hammer.
Chen Pipi smiled and walked over, standing in front of the fire and slowly closing his eyes.
The fire suddenly became extremely bright, and then quickly turned into a faint blue color.
The second brother helped the ancient crown on his head, and slammed a hammer against the burning red metal block with one hand.
A loud bang!
The hammer falls on the anvil, and the strong gas sprays like electricity.
Except for Chen Pipi, the rest of the people in the house were all shaken to the ground.
The huge impact sound resounded like a muffled thunder, resounding through the entire valley behind the college.
Qingxi has no reason to wave.
The fish swims restlessly.
The woman who copied the lower letters of the hairpin letters raised her head and looked out the east window, silent.
The two chess fools hold loose.
The two music lovers hug the Xiao and Qin in their arms.
The **** is protecting the flower in front of him.
The bookworm is still copying books with his head down.
This is a college, a unique college in the world.
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