Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 60
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Early the next morning, before it was fully bright, the sun showed only a little tip, trying its best to shine in the far east of the sea.The boundary between the white clouds and the blue sky is still not very clear, and the sky is gray.However, at this time on the street in the north of Jiangzhou City, there were already bursts of rumblings.Following the rut marks on the ground, I could find a group of people driving their cars and horses to the north.

A young man in white drove a horse in front, the car was pulled by two horses, and followed behind.On the car sat a horseman with white temples. He had a smile on his face and seemed to be enjoying his "job".The space on the car is spacious, and the outside is completely blocked by wooden boards and curtains. There are only small windows on the left and right sides, so that ordinary people can't see half of the mystery.But it is not difficult to tell from the heavy sound of the wheels of the car that there must be a lot of things in the car.

The white-clothed youth who took the lead suddenly felt his mouth dry, took out a gourd from his waist, and raised his head to drink.I just found something wrong halfway through drinking it, making the "water" in the gourd choked and coughed again and again.Immediately, he called to his companion behind him, "Brother Zhao, what did you add to my gourd?"

"When this gourd is in my hands, it must be filled with wine!" Zhao Kuo laughed happily.

Bai Feng smiled helplessly and said, "Forget it, drink it for me!" As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the gourd at the other party.

Zhao Kuo took it with one hand, pushed open the stopper with his thumb, and was about to drink.Unexpectedly, the stern and green voice of the little adult behind him stopped him.

"Brother! You are carrying so many of us, and if you get drunk, we will all suffer!" Zhao Xiaomei's lap rested on Ajuan, who was still "returning to sleep", and sat on the east side of the car.Murong Yan next to the little sister has been looking at the portrait of the man she "hand" painted since she set off; and the Ganxi couple facing the little sister, the two seem to have never woken up so early, relying on each other and fighting each other. Doze off.In the spare space on the car, in addition to storing clothes and luggage, dozens of bundles of calligraphy and painting classics are also stacked.

"Okay, okay! I don't drink it!" After speaking, Zhao Kuo threw the gourd into the car and continued to drive the horse with the whip.When I was young, I saw the archway with the words "North China Gate" written on it, and immediately reminded the teenager guarding in front: "Brother Bai, the outer city is in front! Yesterday, Mr. Gan was ambushed there, so be careful. !" After Bai Feng heard it, he immediately drew out his sword, kept an eye on the abnormal situation on both sides, and continued to lead the way.

The team moved forward slowly, leaving the old dust behind and looking at the new one.The sun from the east is gradually brightening, it passes through the layers of fog, breaks through the high eaves, and reflects on the faces of tourists.

Ajuan, who was still sleeping soundly in the car, enjoyed the warm sunshine outside the window, and the sound of a rooster crowing sounded in her ears, but this made Ajuan even more unable to resist the temptation of "sleepy", and she couldn't open her eyes even more. He buried his face deep in his little sister's body.The little sister looked at the elder sister who was a few years older than her, and felt strange.Seeing this, Murong Yan on the side couldn't hold back her naughty, she put away the picture scroll, and turned to tease Ajuan next to her.

All of this seems to be just the beginning of an ordinary day, but these things are so natural and so refreshing!Perhaps the gangster never expected Bai Feng's group to move so quickly, and everything around them seemed to want to help this group of people. Nothing strange happened, and the convoy left Jiangzhou City safely.

The hustle and bustle of people slowly disappeared, and the green countryside spread out from both sides of the road.Small flowers of different colors compete with each other, blooming in pieces on the green earth.They swayed in the wind and fluctuated.Some flowers with strong floral fragrance sneak into the olfactory organs of pedestrians with the wind, so that sleepy people can't help but get up and stop to look into the distance, trying to find the source of the fragrance.

Except for Mei Niang, who lost her strength due to poisoning, the other little girls saw the scenery outside from the window. Play for a while.Shaoqing, Zhao Kuo, who was riding the horse, couldn't help the chatter of the girls behind him, and he was sweating and exhausted, so he agreed to take a break for a while.

The convoy just stopped next to a paddy field, but the harvest season has not yet arrived, so the rice has not yet shown its yellow color.A few people parked the carriage, tied the horse bit, and walked around the rice field to the shade of the tree.Ganxi and his wife lived under an old locust tree, babbling to each other, tender like water, envy others; Zhao Kuo, Zhao Xiaomei two brothers and sisters walked to the edge of a small stream and suddenly started playing with water. It took a long time for the carriage to stop, so the little sister was very dissatisfied.The two didn't care about the etiquette of aristocratic families, they just splashed water on each other, smiling happily.Soon after, Ajuan also joined the younger sister's camp.After all, two fists were no match for four hands, so Zhao Kuo was gradually at a disadvantage, and finally was pushed down on the stream by the two of them. He was almost soaked all over and complained; Murong Yan picked yarrow from nowhere and made it into a small With the wreath on her head, she looked really mysterious like a "miko".Bai Feng, who was beside him, was silent.In his eyes was the person who was amused by Zhao Kuo and the others, and the mysterious aroma of yarrow was flowing in his nose, as well as the fragrance on the girl's body. A smile was lightly wiped on her face, and she was content.

The green grass surrounds the surroundings, and the wind blows the grass and waves to soothe people's hearts.A few people rested for a while before starting the road again.

This simple and happy period of time has the ability to make people forget all troubles.But on the road to the dream, the difficulties will not be reduced by this.What we need to do is to remember the happy moment and let it fill our hearts for a future that may be more thorny.

No one would have imagined that the Gan clan, who were once famous in Yangzhou and had been their parents' officials for almost generations, disappeared completely overnight.However, the Liuli Pavilion is still there, but its former owner is not seen.If someone deliberately asks where is Ganxi?The storytellers in the pavilion would all say in unison to the passers-by: "Young Master Gan is just tired of the busy town life, so he traveled around with his wife..." And the truth behind this, only the escrow Liuli The former confidant of the dry seal of the pavilion knows.

At noon on the day that Gan Xi left, a poor monk who was alone came to visit the eldest son, but he got the news that the eldest son was traveling, so he had no choice but to leave.Since that day, strange people have come one after another. They carry knives and swords, look fierce and hateful, or speak frivolous and unruly... It seems that they are all looking for Ganxi, but in fact, they are looking for others... …

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