Chapter 0241 Heaven and Earth

One morning, a huge pear tree is like the old locust in Chao County, leaving only bare branches. Under the pear tree, a circle of white frost-covered earthen around the thick trunk on the ground of white frost is very strange in the relatively flat orchard.

Suddenly, one of the earth bags moved, and a man stretched out his head, and his head was also full of white frost, looking very embarrassed.

Reaching out to wipe the water from his eyebrows, Zhuo Fan took the opportunity to wipe his face with cold frost dew, and his whole body became energetic again. He was no longer greedy for the warmth of the sleeping bag. He got up and stretched out.

Immediately, a flower crawled out of the extraordinary sleeping bag. At this time, he had changed into men's clothing, still very thin clothes, but it seemed that he could not feel cold at all. Soon, the remaining seven earthen bags next to him were all turned over. Zhuo Fan did not make much noise, but he did not hide any of them.

These are all good hands selected by Grandma Tong herself and follow Zhuo Fan to the north. In addition to protecting his safety, there are more dangerous tasks. Zhuo Bufan looked around and nodded with satisfaction. This was the second day of going north. These people didn't have any nonsense along the way. With just one look, they can understand what they mean. Although they are not martial arts practitioners, it can also be seen from their sharp movements that these people are not ordinary roles. Among them, there is also an extraordinary acquaintance, who is the master who once saw loading and unloading wood with Tan's legs when he first arrived in Tianchi.

Without extraordinary instructions, someone has gone to sort out the horses tied on several trees next to it, 20 fast horses, and no two of them still have backups, which is the non-stop equipment. Of course, it is impossible to stop. People can't stand it, and horses can't stand it. Zhuo Fan set the rhythm of rushing when he set off. He hurried to rest for half an hour for three hours. If there was moonlight at night, he would continue to hurry and rest at night. In this way, it took a day and two nights to reach the northern boundary of the Huaihe River. At this speed, they crossed the capital and left the customs after half a month. After leaving the customs, it would take many days to reach Songshan. Time is still very tight. No one knows whether it can last 20 days outside the customs. They can only pray for God's blessing.

Zhuo Fan raised his head and looked at the bright sky that had not yet risen. He meditated in his heart: "God bless, the little bell must be safe and sound." Then he looked to the southeast and said nothing. At this time, have they made any progress? Little Bell, will you blame me for not looking for you in person?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan's eyes were gloomy. When he said with unprecedented calm in front of everyone that he had something else to do and could not personally command the rescue of the little bell, the surprise in everyone's eyes made him feel like a knife. Fu Wanyu shouted at that time and scolded herself ruthlessly. In her opinion, what could be more important than finding her wife? She couldn't figure it out. Xiaolingdang is her real sister and the sister who serves her husband with her. If Zhuo Fan can treat Xiaoling like this, she will treat herself like this. With empathy, she can't accept this matter. Li Qiushui hurried to round up and let Zhuo Fan explain. However, Zhuo Fan couldn't say it. At this time, it was too important and needed a long period of confidentiality. It was not because he distrusted everyone, but because Zhuo Fan understood that the best secret method was rotten in his heart. Only Li Zhi, his father and himself could know about this matter. All three of them understand this.

Even if it temporarily affects the relationship with women, I can't say it. Zhuo Fan didn't know that he was really mature at this time. Seeing Li Zhi's comfort and encouraging eyes, he knew that he had done the right thing.

The horse was ready, and a flower came to help him put on the big welt. Zhuo Fan jumped up and jumped out two words concisely and powerfully: "Let's go!"

The horse's hoof suddenly sounded, a gust of wind rolled out of the orchard, and a few yellow fallen leaves were rolled up behind them. The black brocade fluttered and disappeared in the distance.

At this time, in the southern water town, a black canopy boat quietly slid across a water town and slowly crossed a stone bridge. The word "South Gate" on the stone bridge was obviously from the hands of a talented man in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the waterway is a road, and the large and small black awning boats shuttle back and forth. This is the early gathering of the water town, which is very lively.

In the black canopy boat, a pair of beautiful big eyes are looking out curiously through the gap of the thick cotton curtain. These eyes are actually blue. Through the gap, you can also see the girl's golden hair color. Obviously, she is not Han Chinese.

"Sister Mu, look, it's so lively here." The blonde girl called happily.

"Shh." A slightly older woman made a nervous silence. Although she was a little older, she could still see that she must have been a beauty who haunted the young man when she was young. At this time, she said nervously, "Bell, don't make a sound. There are many people here. If you are found, you can I can't play it."

The blonde girl just now was a little bell. She pouted and muttered unhappyly, "What's the big deal? At most, go back to Shenlong Mountain. If you always hide like this and can't go out to breathe, it's better not to come out. Humph, I don't want to do this."

There was also a man in the cabin, about the same age as the older woman. When he heard the words, he secretly winked at the woman surnamed Mu. Mu Liangzi turned his eyes and comforted him with a smiling face: "Bell, if you can't bear it, you will mess up. If you can't bear it for a few more days, when we are far away, my sister promises to let you have a good time. By the way, you haven't seen the sea yet. When you get to the seaside, my sister will show you the sea tide and eat seafood. If you see the sea with your own eyes, you will definitely fall in love with it. The blue sky and white clouds are connected with the sea, and the flocks of gull birds, flying fish jumping out of the sea. Hey, the sea..."

With that, Mu Liangzi was a little distracted, and even the man next to him was a little sad, as if he had integrated into the beautiful scenery of his imagination.

The little bell was really attracted and became happy again. He took Mu Liangzi's arm and asked shyly, "Sister Mu, I listen to you, but you have to tell me the story of Masao Hattori and Aoi Kong again."

Mu Liangzi came to his senses, showed a loving look, took the little bell in his arms, stroked her golden hair and whispered, "Okay, I'll tell you again. Thirty years ago, there was a beautiful island country in the east. Masao Hattori, a young samurai, fell in love with his master's daughter, Sora Aoi. Later, because of being involved, the samurai family was demoted to poor, and the difference in identity made him shameful. In order to see Sora Aoi again, Hattori Masao practiced martial arts hard and vowed to become the first master in the world. He came to the East China Sea and practiced drawing knives in the face of the waves for ten years. Finally, he had an epiphany and created a knife drawing stream. No one in the world could defeat him. All the people he fought with died, just a knife, from the eyebrows to the abdomen, without exception. For a while, Hattori Masao rose to fame, and no one dared to fight again. He finally returned to his hometown and came to his former master's house to take away his heart. However, he didn't see his beloved girl, but only saw the flying spiritual flag.

The stern of the boat swayed, and the black canopy slowly crossed a stone bridge. In the canopy, the small bells half lay in Mu Liangzi's arms with their chin, listening attentively. What a sad but beautiful story, no matter how many times I listen to it, I still want to hear it. The man next to him secretly looked at the little bell's look, and a treacherous smile flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and listened to the movement outside at the stern door.

Mu Liangzi licked his lips, looked at the void and recalled, and continued, "The master came out to tell Masao Hattori that three days ago, Aoi suddenly fell seriously ill and had passed away. Hattori Masao stood in front of the door for three days and three nights, and his hair was completely white. The master's family was afraid that he would get out of control and get angry with him, and they didn't dare to provoke him. On the morning of the third day, the master summoned up the courage to go out to persuade him to leave. At this time, when Chaoyang was born, Hattori Zhengxiong faced Chaoyang, suddenly pulled his knife out of his sheath and cut into the willow tree three feet away. The owner of the family was frightened by the knife and immediately killed him on the spot. Hattori Hanzo put the knife into the sheath and has created a knife flow since then. He put the knife into the sheath, sighed, turned around and left, leaving a paragraph. After he left, the surrounding willow tree fell to the ground and was cut into four pieces. Since then, Hattori Hanzo has become the first master in the country. And the words he left are also widely spread among boys and girls who are infatuated with men and women.

With that, Mu Liangzi sighed and said the sentence slowly, and the little bell also meditated: "There was once a sincere love in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I didn't regret it until I lost it. This is the most painful thing in the world. If God could give me a chance to start over, I would say three words to that girl: 'I love you'. If you have to add a deadline to this love, I hope it is 10,000 years.

The little bell whispered with Mu Liangzi, looking at the ceiling silently for a long time, and suddenly said, "If someone says this to me, I will marry him immediately."

Mu Liangzi was stunned and thought of something. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Isn't the general very kind to you?"

"Humph, what's good? He will take care of me and even won't let me talk to boys. Moreover, he is my brother. When I met my Hattori Masao, I married myself and pissed him off, hehe.

Mu Liangzi and the man looked at each other in astonishment, smiled quietly and shook their heads.

At this time, there was a sudden noise on the narrow street beside the river outside. A group of people and horses roared by, chickens and dogs jumped, and passers-by dodged and scolded, but when they saw those people stretched out their tongues and quickly hid. And those soldiers with knives and guns didn't care about the crowd and roared away directly.

Inside the ship, the man stared nervously and breathed a sigh of relief. Then the curtain was clamped/tightened with wood. The black canopy boat slowly slid out of the town along the current and went straight to the southeast.

In the north, the fast horse roared into a small town. On the stone square, the three words "Fu Liji" can be faintly seen, and the extraordinary tip of the nose has smelled a seductive aroma. With an order, the horse team stopped sharply and immediately came down a few people. They threw an ingot of silver in front of a fragrant booth, and each of them lost a roast chicken and four steamed buns. Then, the horse team roared out again. Immediately, everyone was running to eat and continue on their way.

Zhuo Bofan stuffed roast chicken and steamed buns in his mouth, but suddenly thought that he didn't know if the little bell had been found and whether she was hungry now. Somehow, his nose was sore and his eyes became wet.

Horseshoes are rolling, getting closer and closer to the destination and farther away from the small bells.