Chapter 43 is on the way

In the first month of the 18th year of Hongxiao, the herdsmen's allied forces marched to the west of the Yellow River, and their troops were divided into three routes, one around the Qingshui camp castle, two dozen reinforcements, and three into the salt pond, and plundered. In a few days, the Qingshuiying Fort was broken and the Great Wall defense line collapsed. The news came out and the world was shocked.

The eighth day of the Chinese New Year, the sun comes out in the east, and the ice melts and snow melts. After lunch, Rong Hui went back to the study in the west of the lake to adjust his breath, and suddenly heard the war report from the sound of the sound. He was refreshed and raised his palm. He went to the desk and picked up a gold hammer on the pen holder, gently knocked on a jade bell on the table, and ordered in a low voice, "The whole territory is to be firmly guarded. You discuss all parties to prevent the Japanese pirates from taking advantage of the chaos to destroy and sneak attack." Jin Yu hit each other, softly sounded, and the voice came out.

After sealing the spiritual vein, he followed the example of other blessed places and set a rule with the four families: each family can't leave the fief without permission. Thirteen elders were selected from the major families and the "Demonial Guard Department" was formed to lead the nursing homes. Therefore, although there is only one regular army in Lingshan Fudi, there are ten guards, a total of 50,000 to 60,000 soldiers.

The war in the northwest broke out again, but he went to the "Teacher's Hall" for training. He was afraid that he would go to the battlefield again. His heart sank straight: "Only those who have fought will never want to fight..." Suddenly, he heard the golden jade attack, "Ding--" with a soft sound, and a soft inquiry came: "Brother, can I come in?"

Rong Hui suppressed his mind and looked back to see Ling Xiao combing the "flying sky" with red gold jewelry and wearing a violet skirt. The golden thread is silk, beautiful and brilliant, standing under the door. Nod and agree, reach out and invite in.

Suns and snow melts in spring, and the cold wind penetrates the bones. Ling Xiao blushed slightly, took out the jade pendant, pressed it on the door, took the opportunity to walk in, bowed his head to say hello, and looked up and asked, "Brother, do you hear me? At this time, will you be sent to the northwest when you go to the 'Qingtian Lecture Martial Arts Hall'? The boundary is like a wave, rippled for a moment, and then turned into water, flowing slowly.

The study is divided into three rooms from south to north. The desk is in the south, the quiet room is in the north, and there is a tea table and a circle chair in front of the middle window. Rong Hui wore a cotton velvet straight jacket, asked Ling Xiao to sit down in front of the window, looked up at the snow in the pond, and said tentatively, "Those who can enter the 'Wu Hall' are either the children of Xun Gui, or the descendants of Wang Sun. Go to the battlefield... If one or two people die, who can bear it?"

He picked up the purple clay pot on the table, turned over the teacup, poured down two cups of hot tea, pushed a cup to Ling Xiao, picked up a cup of it himself, and said, "We have asked other immortals, and they have also heard of this incident. They decided to send a disciple to deal with it casually, and advised me not to be serious. And I was named by Lingjun, so I have to go.

"Is it to give face to the Huang family?" Ling Xiao picked up the tea and took a sip, and continued to comfort: "Since the harm is greater than good, the words of 'Spring Shen Lingjun' are not the emperor's decree. What's more, at this time, even if it's the imperial edict, we are not afraid. Why let the old man lead his nose away? However, he knew that most of the plan was to separate himself from Rong Hui and let Miss Huang open the situation after entering the door.

"Although I have stepped on the sky, I only have the power of the 'Shaoyang period', and they can't see it. Even if I accompany them to gild in the northwest, I can retreat all my body, and maybe I can make some credit..." Rong Hui had a plan for a long time. Looking at the residual snow in the lake, he thought and said, "As long as I don't move my power, I can maintain my vitality with three meals of spiritual rice. If you save your life, you should go out and find a way to break through the bottleneck and make progress step by step. The time for us to enter the world of cultivation is too short. It is always beneficial to know more people and know something. It is the right to travel. Besides, Lingjun is also doing good things, and I don't offend him. In case something goes wrong, come back at worst. If I don't take a penny of silver from the court and eat it one or two meters, who can stop me?

Ling Xiao sighed secretly when he saw that he had made up his mind to go. He looked up at Rong Hui and solemnly told him, "Brother, be careful and put away this power." Turn your hand and take out a crystal gourd. Among them, the pearl is round and jade, which is the elixir of thirty-six longan.

Rong Hui felt something, gave a slight glance and said, "Peiyuandan?" He raised his hand to catch it and confirmed it. He asked in a serious way, "This will take 30,000 taels. Where did it come from?"

"On the evening of the fifth day of the first lunar month, the black market opened. I, Rong Xue, Xiaojuan and Xiaoyue brought the crystal jade coffin you gave me and went to the auction to exchange it." Ling Xiao didn't understand his look and told the truth: "That's the real infield. The monks who can enter are all 'Taiji'. The strange things they exchanged are priced at this kind of 'Peiyuan Dan'.

Rong Hui was a little surprised and felt reasonable. He turned around and sat down, shook the gourd gently, looked at Ling Xiao and asked, "Can those two things be worth 30,000 taels of gold?"

"It's not just 30,000 taels of gold, but when we look for a commission, we lowered the 'top price'." Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled bitterly and explained carefully, "Do you know how people introduce it? It is said that storing the 'real body' with this jade coffin can slow down the passage of life. As soon as the words were spoken, they were taken away at a fixed price.

"Ouch!" Rong Hui regretted and patted his thigh and complained, "If I had known, I would have slept in it myself!"

"Yes!" Ling Xiao smiled coldly and said, "Change 'Shengxin Pavilion' into a yin and yang house. In the future, if I sleep above, you will sleep below..."

Rong Hui felt that this was not a good topic. He shook the medicine gourd, looked around, and muttered casually: "Thank you..." He quickly changed his old saying: "There is a war in the northwest. I guess the government has to open the government in advance. In two days, the official letter of the 'military department of the Ministry of War' will have to come down, and the official letter of the Ministry of Household urging money and grain will also come down. When the time comes, you can watch it. We are neither head-headed nor behind.

Ling Xiao secretly remembered, lowered his head and answered yes, and asked Rong Hui, "Do you want to bring someone to serve... Blue silk is careful and can help you with some food, clothing, housing and transportation..." The smaller the voice, the lower the voice, the lower the head, which was, which was very uncomfortable it was.

"Fool..." Rong Hui couldn't help laughing, cut off Ling Xiao's face, looked at her pair of crystal bright phoenix eyes, and asked happily, "Isn't your vinegar enough?"

"Jealous, what kind of vinegar do you eat?" Ling Xiao turned his head and pushed it away. He stood up and said, "Am I going to be jealous with a maid?" He was so ashamed that he turned around and left, but he was stopped and hugged. Suddenly, I frowned and lost my voice: "Brother..."

"You fool..." Rong Hui grabbed her shoulders from behind and lay on her shoulder and whispered, "Reporter, you are my woman... I am immortal, you are immortal."

"Who is... mess..." Ling Xiao's mind was hot, and he couldn't help shaking his body and walking, and was taken to the desk three or two times.

Rong Hui let go of his hand, pointed to a jade clock on the table, pointed one by one, and explained carefully: "This row of small clocks on it is used to send words. You see, this pick up the Chen family, this picks up the Zhao family, this picks up the Song family, this picks up the Lingshan Wei Yamen, this picks up the Yiwei Division, this connection... The 72 medium-sized below can control the 72 mountain protection boundary under the mountain... The large row below can control the mountain protection array, this is the 'forbidden array', this is 'Fantasy Array'..." After saying that, he handed the golden hammer to Lingxiao and solemnly told him, "My family is all here. You housekeeper, it's up to you..."

"Housekeeper?" Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, holding the golden hammer in a trance and nodded quickly. Seeing Rong Hui go out, he did not hesitate to sit down and carefully observe the prohibition on the clock.

After saying that, Rong Hui went out of the house, walked to the pond and raised his hand. Under the sun, the long gun broke out of the water and went straight into the palm of his hand. Looking intently, I found that although the long gun is spiritual enough, it can gather but not condense, and it is still like a scattered soldier. He stared and thought carefully: "In the past, I didn't have enough cultivation to hold such a good magic weapon, but I couldn't take it for my own use. Now..." The mind was everywhere, the barrel of the gun trembled, "tqi" sounded softly, and a virtual shadow floated in his breath, which was as good as a long gun.

Rong Hui looked at the essence of the magic weapon, and he was really confused and had no bones. I made up my mind and gently raised the tiger's waist. I only heard the dragon singing and the phoenix singing, and the two fire spirits emerged out of thin air. Dragons are like snakes, and phoenixes are like birds, all of which are solid and lifelike.

Erling saw the essence of the long gun and rushed straight up, but was about to be devoured, but was stopped by Rong Hui. He was suppressed and very unwilling, so he had to circle around the essence of the long gun. At the reach of Zhenli, the shadow of the gun rose and shrank, slowly condensing.

Rong Hui saw that it was feasible: "Since you are godless or unintentional, I will give you spiritual will. In the future, if you are not unyielding, you can 'step on the sky' with me..." A little distracted and sucked the shadow of the gun into your back. Seeing that the body of the long gun slowly sank into the air, he suddenly knew that the sacrifice was successful.

He was overjoyed, and when he saw the fire spirit catch up, he couldn't help thinking: "My skills have not been perfected 'Taiji'. I can only eat vitality and vitality, and I can't ingest it in the interaction of yin and yang. Well, let's replace you..." So he turned the dragon into blood and the phoenix into gas. After being placed, he was refreshed and immediately returned to the study. Seeing Ling Xiao still standing in front of the desk thinking, he did not disturb him. He directly walked into the north quiet room, sat down cross-legged, and refined with divine fire.

Ling Xiao held a golden hammer in his hand and found that each had its own artistic conception on the clock, which seemed to be the inheritance of Lingshan. Don't hesitate, concentrate on shorthand, so that you can follow it in the future. Within a quarter of an hour, I remembered it carefully several times before I could clear it. Looking at the golden hammer, I only feel heavy. For a while, my heart fluctuated, carefully put on my belt, and walked out of the study, if there were gains and losses.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Ministry of War arrived. Rong Hui was ordered to take one person and rush to Xuzhou Wei Commander Si Yamen to report and go to Ghost Valley for training. It is specially noted that except for the spirit beasts that have recognized the Lord and the refined magic weapons, the rest do not need to be brought.

The full moon came to an end, and the sky was not clear, just at dawn. Ling Xiao wore a medium coat, held the half-printed brown paper, led the way with a lantern carried by red sleeves, and went to the top study to call Rong Hui out of the customs. Knocking on the door and entering the room, he saw Rong Hui sitting on the chair in front of the window drinking tea. He bowed his head and asked him hello. He quickly handed out an official letter and showed him his finger: "It's here, look,"

In front of the crystal lamp, Rong Hui took the paper and took a brief glance. He saw the No. 72 half seal of Xianzi. He was sure that he stood up and said, "It's not too late. I'll take a shower first. You go to prepare clothes and dry food." With that, he rolled up the letter, turned his hand and took out a bamboo tube and stuffed it in carefully.

Ling Xiao nodded and turned around and left, but was hugged by his waist. His heart was slightly stunned and whispered, "Brother..." I only heard him blow in his ear: "Come and wash me..." His heart fluttered, his face suddenly turned red, and he stamped the guy's foot fiercely and bowed his head to escape. When he went out, he answered well and went straight back to the back room.