Chapter 1055 Another good news!

Chapter 1055 Another good news!

Chapter 1055 Another good news! (Two in one)

Clack clack.

The corners of clothes brushed past, and the branches broke and bounced.

The snow on the bushes fell down, forming parallel, crisscrossed, conical edges from the ground.

There is no heavy snow in the south of the Yangtze River, but that does mean there is no snow, especially in January and February. There is often light snow in Nanzhili during these two days. A thin layer of snow sticks to the ground, half exposed above the ground, alternating between brown and white.

If the snow falls on the roof, it will appear black and white, and rise high up, like a water bird in a freehand painting.

"I'm so tired, cold and uncomfortable. I shouldn't have come if I had known."

"Damn it! I was seasick and didn't sleep the whole night!"

"I just fell down and my body is covered in mud..."

The more than one hundred people did not all know each other, and were worried about the dangers mentioned in the trial, so they walked in the mountains and forests, forming small groups of twos and threes to find people they knew. Among them, hidden in the leading group, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was peeking his head out and looking around.

"Brother Hanwen, something's not right."

"Hmm?" Du Hanwen, who was in the middle of the team, looked up. "What do you mean?"

"Brother Hanwen, you know that my father used to be a centurion in the army and almost became a thousand-man commander. He told me that if there are no birds in the forest, there must be an ambush! If we rush out in a disorderly manner like this, all the birds will be scared away. Will there be any problems?"

Du Hanwen glanced back.

I was so busy on my way that I didn't pay much attention to it, but now I look at it again.

The sound of footsteps, the friction of bodies against branches, the occasional talking and even laughter, plus the most frequent complaints, made the place extremely noisy.

Du Hanwen spread his hands and said, "They can quarrel, but there is nothing I can do. We are all students from the same martial arts academy. I am just a little older. I have no right to control them. If I speak out, I will offend others."

The young man shook his head: "No, Brother Hanwen, what I mean is that you should go and talk to the instructor, no matter whether it's good or bad, just tell me first, don't you want to be the first?

"Xingyi Bo only said to look at the number of surrenders, not to mention our team. Even if it is the first among the real teams, there are still 23 teams. If the number is the same, won't we have to look at the other's performance? You go to the instructor, leave a good impression first, right?"

Du Hanwen's heart moved.

That's right. Since it's a dangerous trial, we can't just let them chop melons and vegetables, right? The number is small, twenty-three teams, the probability of the first place being bumped into is not small!

"Yes, Brother Hanwen, go and talk to him."

"It's safe to say."

The rest of the people in the group all spoke in the same way, and they actually gave up the great opportunity as if they were following Du Hanwen's lead.

First of all, Du Hanwen is very strong, a senior student, and has mastered the blood barrier.

Secondly, they gave money, a lot of money.

Liangqu is high above, like a flying dragon in the sky and a Kunpeng in the deep sea.

When ordinary people see the county magistrate, they will praise him and be excited for the rest of their lives, so that their fellow villagers will look up to him. Even if they do nothing, they can become a village elder or head of a village when they are older and will not have to worry about starving to death.

When they met Liang Qu, it was a hundred times worse than when common people met the county magistrate! With the power of the Earl of Xingyi and the witnesses of thousands of fellow disciples, a word from Liang Qu could really make a person rise to prominence!
It’s just that it’s important for people to know themselves and grab what they can grab.

"Okay, I'll go and tell him." Du Hanwen said seriously, "The impression of the teacher will be mine, and I'll give you another one later."

The young man's face lit up, and he quickly said politely, and reminded him, "Brother Hanwen, remember to look for Lord Xiang. I don't think the instructors in the martial arts academy know much about this either, and they may not remember this performance."

"it is good."

Du Hanwen stepped forward and found the leader Xiang Fangsu. He was nervous but also excited.

He could feel that things were going the way his father had said!
Du Hanwen, a fifth-year student, has been training in the martial arts academy for three years.

In the past, due to the relocation of Master Yang's martial arts school, it was converted into Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy. Xingyi Bo Liangqu witnessed the journey, the changes of the years, and his mixed feelings. He had an epiphany on the martial arts field, and hundreds of his disciples witnessed it with their own eyes.

He was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to observe and resonate with the scene, and was like a speck of dust on the shoe of a great man, being carried away and then having a small epiphany, breaking through directly from the skin barrier to the flesh barrier, saving half a year of hard training!

A major enlightenment leading to a smaller enlightenment is extremely rare, enough to be recorded in history. This is undoubtedly a special fate.

Therefore, his father Du Gaocen often asked him to buy some things and visit Liang Qu and hang out.

As for relationships, apart from parents and relatives, there is no such thing as natural familiarity.

Seize opportunities and build relationships.

Unfortunately, Liangqu is a dragon that is hard to find. After he was promoted to Zhenxiang, he became very capable and entrusted with important tasks by His Majesty. He was very busy and often disappeared. The Du family had no chance to get close to him, especially in the second half of last year, when he seemed to have gone to the northwest and his door was closed all day long.

After all, a boy of sixteen or seventeen would blush when seeing a pretty girl. When he was standing in a stance, even though his waist and legs were obviously sore, when a female disciple passed by, he would grit his teeth and hold on for a while, not daring to show any embarrassment. After being rejected several times, he really couldn't bear it.

For no reason, I acted so utilitarian and eager. What kind of image would I show myself in the eyes of Lord Luo Xingyi?
The most important thing is that Fan Xinglai, the servant boy of the Liang family, is also practicing in Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy!
There were many people who came to visit Liang's house, and most of them were Fan Xinglai, and occasionally a girl named Chen Xiu. Perhaps in Fan Xinglai's eyes, he was no different from those shrewd people. What would Fan Xinglai say about him behind his back?

When he thought of this, his face turned red and he felt extremely embarrassed.

When we met in the martial arts academy on weekdays, I was too embarrassed to go up and say hello.

We even had several fights at home over this matter.

He felt that his father was too utilitarian and impatient, while his father felt that he had missed a great opportunity and was a hopeless case.

But today is different!
Upon learning that Liangqu was going to hold a trial, Du Gaocen immediately found Du Hanwen and gave him three thousand taels of silver! He asked him to find a good player to help him win a good ranking!
Du Gaocen attached great importance to this opportunity and explained everything in detail.

If you don’t want to lose face by making connections, that’s fine!
We must take the top spot this time!

Du Hanwen's biggest advantage is that he has met Liang Qu once before, and they have a deep bond. This trial is organized by the Earl of Xingyi himself, and if he wins first place, he will definitely be rewarded personally. This is the second most memorable meeting!

Once is a coincidence, but twice?

What if you become an outstanding graduate and work at the Huaidong River and Lake Office?
Then there will be three sides.

If a matchmaker is the one acting as the matchmaker, after these three visits, the marriage between the two families should be successful, and the woman should also have a good impression of the couple.

There is no need to be shameless and visit people, just rely on the rules that should be in place to get things done.

Du Hanwen no longer resisted and was even more eager to try.

It's not that he doesn't want to have a relationship with Earl Xingyi, but for some psychological reason, he resists his father's attempt to force a relationship between them.

He aspired to be the Earl of Xingyi, or rather, everyone in the martial arts academy aspired to be so.

He is extremely gifted, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome looks, loyal and righteous, famous throughout the world, and highly regarded by His Majesty. Even his wife is the most beautiful woman in the world, the most beautiful in Jianghuai, with a pool of tender spring water. It seems that an ambitious man should live like this!

Less than two years later, after his sudden realization, Du Hanwen had broken through to the Blood Gate and was only one breath away from entering the Galloping Horse. He even deliberately did not break through in order to stay a little longer. His strength was the best among all the disciples. With the three thousand taels of silver donated by his father and the help of many experts, he was determined to succeed!

"Well done."

Xiang Fangsu patted Du Hanwen on the shoulder. He didn't know the other person and didn't know that he had met Liang Qu once before. He was trying to arrange a second meeting. He just thought he was good.

This kind of reminder is not a big deal, but the most terrible thing in everything is to be set off. Compared with other students who went up the mountain and complained constantly, Du Hanwen had been moving forward silently before, and now he spoke out to remind others. He is simply a white lotus that is untainted by the mud, a rare talent.

"What's your name?"

"Your Excellency, my surname is Du, my name is Hanwen, and I am a fifth-year student at Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy!"

"Well, go back."

"Yes!"

Du Hanwen turned and left.

"Martial Academy..." Xiang Fangsu touched his chin and looked at the person next to him.

A martial arts academy is definitely a good thing. It helps the imperial court to gain stronger control over the local areas and has enormous benefits. I heard from Ran Zhongshi that the higher-ups seem to be intending to extend the school system to Benma, and to establish several more in the prefectures of the Central Plains, and to integrate the academies into the model of Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy.

However, he always felt that the students raised there were a little too pampered.

Especially when a boy meets a girl, the biological instinct to reproduce...

In A Shui's words, they are all like peacocks spreading their feathers, and have completely forgotten everything they learned in their daily lives. Or maybe they have not forgotten, and they originally knew what to do, but now they just want to be in the spotlight, deliberately singing a different tune, to achieve an "eye-catching" effect.

"It's really a tough battle."

Xiang Fangsu had a slight headache. He let go of his perception and noticed an unusual aura in the forest.

coming!

With a hand gesture, the galloping horses and smoke signals around him understood what he meant, approached the team, counted the Buji pills on their bodies, and held the bows tightly in their hands, ready to rescue at any time.

In a life-and-death confrontation, if you are really in danger, it only takes a moment for a claw to strike you. You cannot be saved by spears or swords. Only bows and arrows can give you some hope. After that, life-saving pills are the most important.

Seeing this, Du Hanwen became very alert.

At this moment, the Ghost Mother believers in the cave broke out in cold sweats when they heard the information obtained by the mountain ghost.

"People? More than a hundred? How could there be so many? Are we surrounded?" There were more than three hundred and twenty mountain ghosts in the cave!

"Let them all out! Let them all out! Light the soul-inciting incense! Stimulate them! Help them give birth!"

"Let them all out? If we try to induce labor, we won't be able to control it, and the plan will fail!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Saving our lives is the most important thing! Didn't you hear what the mountain ghost said? There are more than a hundred of us, and our energy and blood are almost the same as theirs. Let them all go, and we can rush out while the chaos is going on. Maybe we can save our lives!"

Inside the cave, not counting the dozen or so placentas that had broken open early, the remaining three hundred placentas were all broken open. One by one, the mountain ghosts fell to the ground, making sounds as if they were choking on water. Their flesh-colored bark skin quickly hardened, and their scarlet eyes opened.

Above the sky.

Liang Qu sat cross-legged on the dragon's head, his golden eyes blazing, observing the movements in the mountains and forests.

He was surrounded by white mist and covered with a layer of water film. If no one paid attention, others would not be able to notice him.

The twenty-three breeding sites, some far and some near, were distributed in different counties to avoid being caught in one net. The team led by Xiang Fangsu was the first to disembark and arrive the fastest!

In the cave, dense swarms of mountain ghosts rushed out.

Three hundred may not sound like a lot, but it is actually a huge number. Everything is pitch black, the ground is shaking slightly, and snow is falling in large flakes.

In the mountains and fields, all the large beasts were killed by the Ghost Mother followers. The mountain ghosts were extremely sensitive to qi and blood, and they were the first to notice the nearby martial arts academy disciples. Their instinctive desire for blood food made them rush down the mountain in groups, surging out like a tide.

The martial arts academy disciples looked around.

"What's going on? What's the sound?"

"Are you here? Is it a trial?"

"what!!!"

Amid the noise, a shrill scream broke through the noise.

Look in the direction of the scream.

Everyone's pupils dilated and they stood there in a daze.

On the rocks on the hillside, there were dislocated lower limbs, skinny upper limbs, sharp finger bones, an emaciated body, and skin that was cracked like dead tree bark!
Mountain ghost!

Pingyang Prefecture needs to deal with the Ghost Mother Cult. Huaiyin Martial Arts Academy has emphasized on this ferocious beast. Even when it is young, it can be equivalent to the second or even third level, and when it grows up, it has the strength of a running horse.

Damn!

How could they be asked to deal with such a monster? Many of them are only in the first and second grades!
And aren’t they saying that the mountain ghost’s eyes are yellow like pus? Why is this only red?
The mountain ghost clung to the rocks with his limbs, his eyes bloodshot, and did not rush forward.

But soon, one, two, three...

Densely packed mountain ghosts occupied the hillside, and as their numbers piled up, they became even more terrifying.

many!

There are dozens! No! There are hundreds!
The ghosts are numerous and powerful.

The mountain ghost let out a loud roar and launched a charge!

Screams rang out one after another, and some students in the back even ran away!

Xiang Fangsu frowned. They were all undeveloped little mountain ghosts with low intelligence. They were infected by fear. Among more than a hundred people, some of them actually started to flee?
How can this be done?

The students of the martial arts academy ran away. Where did his credit come from? Where did his political achievements come from? Where did the Lang grass for his warhorse come from? He even wanted to take the opportunity to exchange it for a dragon blood horse!

Between lightning and stone.

The bowstring exploded.

A sharp arrow flew out and hit the mountain ghost directly in the torso, passing through the chest. The arrow feathers trembled rapidly, nailing the little ghost to the tree trunk.

His martial arts performance is not as ferocious as his appearance.

"Brother Hanwen, don't be afraid, it's a little mountain ghost!" Another young man in the small group spoke. In the middle of winter, he was wearing animal skins, looking like a hunter's son, with bright eyes under his thick eyebrows.

Little mountain ghost?
When Du Hanwen saw the mountain ghost struggling and screaming on the tree trunk, he managed to calm himself down. It was impossible for him not to be afraid, but when he thought that this might be his only chance in his life, he gritted his teeth and drew his bow.

In an instant, more than a dozen arrows flew out, and half of them hit the target.

After all, there are more than a hundred people, so there are naturally some timid ones and some brave ones.

With the leader setting an example, the senior students immediately began to fight back on the spot. Especially when they saw that the mountain ghost was just a show-off and some were killed with a single blow, they became even more courageous!
For a moment, morale boosted greatly.

Xiang Fangsu's eyes lit up and he secretly gave a thumbs up.

"It can kill! Don't run! It can kill!"

"Come back quickly!"

"Don't run!"

The mountain ghost is half black and half brown, and is very easy to recognize in the winter. After a charge, the two sides began to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

More red and black are painted among the half-brown and half-white mountains.

The snowy winter turns into the falling leaf autumn.

"good."

Liang Qu nodded silently. Back then in Shangrao Port, the little mountain ghost was fully grown, but he had not yet reached adulthood. Although he had protective gear on him, it was only two fists.

This group of students have bows in their hands, and after pulling the bows and arrows, they also have spears. It is a completely different concept.

Although one third of the troops fled, they were still able to fight.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The mountain ghost's head fell to the ground and blood gushed out.

Du Hanwen was so blood-thirsty that a chill rushed up from his lower abdomen, dispersing all his fear. He had almost endless strength. He swung the Bailian Weapon in his hand one by one, stuck it into the skull, and kicked it with his foot, pulling it out diagonally.

The small group was basically dispersed. They were all students, and even if they were selected, they did not have that much spare energy. Only the hunter's son followed him, his animal hide torn by sharp claws, struggling to create opportunities for Du Hanwen.

The remaining students were unwilling to accept the result and stepped forward with gritted teeth.

The situation is great!
In the next county, in another dense forest, a similar battle took place.

Perhaps it was because of the different initial reactions. This team of a hundred or so people were quite brave and passionate about fighting. The leader was in a killing spree, with red eyes, and he directly broke through the mountain ghost formation. The tip of his sword was dripping with blood, and he pointed it directly at the Ghost Mother Cultists in the cave.

"One credit for each ghost head! Ten credits for a pill!"

"Kill mountain ghosts and earn credits!"

"kill!"

The Ghost Mother believer looked straight at the bloody knife, staggered, and looked around with infinite sorrow in his heart.

They are all teenagers in their teens!

They, they were taken down by a group of martial arts apprentices?

After practicing for more than ten years, he actually teaches a group of students as "credits". Is there really any hope for the Ghost Mother Sect?

“Why is it so…why is it so!”

Bang!
A long spear flew across and nailed the Ghost Mother Cultist to the ground.

Ke Wenbin clapped his hands.

The believers are different from the mountain ghosts. They have the strength to gallop to the upper realm. Students cannot deal with them. It would be a surprise if they were to deal with them early.

Midnight.

There are a total of twenty-three ghost caves in the Ghost Mother Sect Mountain, twenty-two of which have been pacified, leaving only the last one.

A stick of incense burned out.

The shouting and killing sounds disappeared without a trace.

Snapped!
The cold wind is biting.

Awei holds the inkstone on his head.

Liang Quwen wrote the victory report without any revisions, stamped it with the official seal, and closed the album.

"Okay!"

(End of this chapter)