Han Dao world

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In the big tent, dozens of teenagers sat in groups, including Han people, Qiang people, Western Regions people, and Xianbei people.

Shen You didn't wear armor, but only wore a crimson battle robe, with his arms open, and he was happily telling stories.

Today he is talking about Dayu's water control.

Every day before class starts, he tells a story.I have already talked about Pangu opening up the sky, Nuwa creating man, Gonggong angering Buzhou Mountain, etc., which are very attractive.Not only the people in class love to listen, even Xun Yun, who is a lecturer, loves to listen.

Xun Yun admired and felt a little ashamed of this talented man from Jiangdong.

One is that Shen You is very good at martial arts, and his sword skills are exquisite, which is beyond his reach.

The second is that Shen You is open-minded and has no airs. Whether he is a Qiang, a Western Region, or a Xianbei, he can find a common language.

Of course, the most important thing is the former.

It is impossible to get along with these barbarians without good martial arts.If they can be subdued by force first, it will be much more convenient to say anything later.

In contrast, although he also has martial arts, he may not be able to beat these youngsters.

Tang Suhe, Ke Bineng's daughter, had dismissed him before, thinking that he was talking on paper.Later, Ke Bi Neng was frustrated in attacking Guishuang, so he had to accept Xun Yun's suggestion, and won several battles before Tang Suhe changed his opinion of him.

But compared to his attitude towards Shen You, it was just a change.

At this moment, Tang Su closed his eyes and looked at Shen You intently, the admiration in his eyes was undisguised.

As soon as Shen You finished telling the story, she impatiently raised her hand.

"Sir, the Yinglong who helped Dayu control the water is the one who helped the Yellow Emperor fight the war, right?"

Shen You said with a smile: "It should be the son or grandson of Ying Long. Even Ying Long can't live forever. From the Yellow Emperor to Dayu, there are hundreds of years."

"Will the Yellow Emperor's daughter, Ba, also have descendants?"

Shen You was also stunned, blinked and said, "What do you think?"

"I think there should be." Tang Suhe stood up and raised his head proudly. "I think those red-haired ghosts may be her descendants."

"Why do you say that?" Shen You became interested.

"Ba can bring drought, there must be fire in the body, and she likes to stay in cold places. The north is the coldest, so she should like it. When she arrived in the north, she was so cold that she turned white, so her skin was as white as snow, and her hair was the most beautiful. hot, so the hair is as red as fire."

"Hahaha..." The teenagers laughed loudly.

Ke Bineng's son, Ke Wu, pulled Tang Suhe's clothes in embarrassment, and asked Tang Suhe to sit down quickly and stop talking nonsense.But Tang Suhe ignored him. In a hurry, he turned around and kicked Ke Wu to the ground.

"Brother, are you annoying? Why are you teasing me?"

"Stop talking." Ke Wu begged in Xianbei language. "See how many people laugh at you."

"I don't care what they are doing, the teacher didn't laugh at me."

Ke Wu helplessly covered his face with his hands.

Shen You saw it, and waved his hand, signaling the boys to be quiet. "What you said is not impossible. Whether it is true or not, I can't say for sure. If I can find a few red-haired ghosts to ask, maybe it will be clearer."

"The red-haired ghosts have never read the books of the Han people, so what can they know?"

"It's not reading." Shen You shook his head. "The history of books is very short, and more of the history is passed down by word of mouth, not written in books, just like we tell stories now. If I can listen to their stories, maybe I can know whether they are Hanba descendants."

"Great." Tang Suhe turned around and rushed out of the big tent. After a while, he grabbed a red-haired slave girl by the hair, pulled her in, and pushed her in front of Shen You. "Teacher, you can ask."

Chapter 973 The real master

It was winter, and the cold was threatening, but the slave girl with a pair of fiery red hair was dressed so thinly that she couldn't even cover her body.The face and body were covered with dirt, only the chest covered by the clothes was white and jumping non-stop.

Several teenagers swallowed their saliva.

Xianbei people and people from the Western Regions matured prematurely. Among these teenagers, there are not a few of them who marry wives and take concubines. Seeing the unusually plump twin peaks of this slave girl, my mood immediately wavered.

The slave girl looked around viciously with her smoky gray eyes, and saw the food on the table in front of Xun Yun at a glance, jumped over, grabbed the food and stuffed it into her mouth.

Xun Yun was caught off guard, startled, and ran away.

Tang Suhe was furious, and was about to fight after catching up, but Shen You stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Is she your slave girl?"

"Yes, she is my father's captive, and she was given to me." Tang Suhe said triumphantly, "Teacher, do you think she looks good?"

Shen You looked back carefully, then nodded.

Although this female slave is covered in dirt, her body is well-proportioned and her facial features are correct, which can be regarded as an upper-middle posture.

"Since you keep her by your side, why don't you give her food?" Shen You said patiently: "Hunger will make people lose their minds. If you do this, you are putting yourself in danger."

"She dares?"

"She's going to die anyway, so why not dare?" Shen You asked back: "Do you think your tent is more dangerous than here?"

Before the words finished, the change happened again, the female slave suddenly stretched out her hand, snatched the long knife in the waist of a young man who leaned over to look at him, and slashed at Tang Suhe.Tang Suhe was talking to Shen You, when he saw the knife light suddenly, his heart tightened, and he backed away, but it was too late.

The saber was as light as practice, and it struck Tang Suhe in front of him.

The mirror-smooth blade illuminated Tang Suhe's frightened eyes.

At this moment, Shen You drew out the saber, the light of the saber flashed, and there was a light "click", only half of the long saber in the female slave's hand was left, and the other half bounced up and landed on a young man, scaring the young man "Wow!" shouted.

Tang Suhe's face was pale, then flushed again, and he stretched out his hand to draw the saber.

"You lowly slave, how dare you murder your master..."

Shen You stretched out his hand, patted her knife ring lightly, and pushed the long knife back.Tang Suhe looked at Shen You puzzled, but Shen You didn't look at her. He protected her with one hand and a knife in the other, picked up the kettle on the case, and handed it to the female slave.

"Drink."

The female slave held half of the long knife, but she hadn't reacted yet.Looking at the kettle, then at Shen You, carefully stretched out his hand, and took the kettle.While looking at Shen You, he poured a big mouthful of water into his mouth.

Half of the water entered her mouth, while the other side dripped onto her chest. The worn cloth was wet and stuck to her chest, and the ups and downs of the mountains became more obvious.

Even so, the hand holding half of the long knife was still tightly clenched, guarding against Shen You.

"Can she speak Chinese?" Shen You asked.

"No, I can only speak a few words of Xiongnu dialect." Tang Suhe gritted his teeth.

"Hun dialect?"

"Yes, there are some Huns in their tribe."

Shen You was greatly surprised and glanced at Xun Yun.

Xun Yun was even more surprised.When he fought these red-haired ghosts for a long time, he never thought that these red-haired ghosts would have anything to do with the Huns.Such important information, he actually did not hear the wind.

Thinking about it carefully, this was his mistake.

The interrogation of the captives was done by Xianbei people, and he hardly participated.When the Xianbei people reported to him, maybe they didn't think it was necessary, maybe they didn't want him to know, and they concealed a lot of information.

It was necessary to reinterrogate the prisoners.

"What's your name?" Xun Yun calmed down and asked, although he was not proficient, he could understand the Hun language.

The Xiongnu and Xianbei races were mixed and their languages ​​were similar.He traveled westward with Ke Bineng for several years, and he has mastered Xianbei language and is no stranger to Xiongnu language.

The female slave looked back at Xun Yun in surprise, and replied with Huns.

Xun Yun nodded, pushed the food on the table forward, and signaled the female slave to continue eating.

The female slave was also polite, put down the kettle in her hand, picked up the food, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

It's just that the knife in his hand has not been put down.

Xun Yun continued to talk with the slave girl until her stomach became full after eating.

Shen You and others watched from the side.

Tang Suhe has been hiding behind Shen You, his eyes are shining.

After a while, Xun Yun finished talking with the female slave, and turned to look at Shen You with a strange smile.

"Zizheng, she wants to fight you fairly. If she wins, let her go. If she loses, she is your slave girl."

Shen You shook his head and said, "No, she belongs to Tang Suhe..."

"I don't want her anymore." Tang Suhe shouted.

"Why?" Shen You looked at Tang Suhe in puzzlement.Although they didn't get along for a long time, he knew that Tang Suhe was not easy to talk to, and it was not so easy to get her things.

"She's too dangerous." Tang Suhe said solemnly.

Shen You didn't think too much, and nodded in agreement. "Tell her to let her rest for a while. If you start after eating, she will suffer."

Xun Yun told the slave girl, who stared at Shen You with disdain, and murmured a few more words.

Xun Yun translated: "She said, she wants to use the same weapon as you."

Shen You smiled and nodded in agreement.

His knife is a hundred-refined knife brought from the Central Plains, it is rare, and it is unlikely to find another knife.

He took off the scabbard and handed it to Tang Suhe. "This knife is for you, how about two ordinary knives in exchange?"

Tang Suhe suddenly became excited, grabbed it and held it in his arms. "real?"

The teenagers on the side immediately showed envious eyes.

Shen You patted Tang Suhe's head. "Go."

Tang Suhe was overjoyed, turned around and rushed out.After a while, she came back with two knives.Although it was not as good as Shen You's knife, it was still considered a sharp weapon.

Shen You pulled out both knives, flicked his fingers lightly, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the two knives, and then placed them in front of the female slave.

The female slave has been tightly holding the broken knife in her hand.It wasn't until this moment that she put down the broken knife, replaced it with a new one, swung a blade in her hand, and put on a posture.

Shen You picked up the knife, looked at the female slave for a moment, and then said to Tang Suhe: "Bring her a shield."

Tang Suhe looked at Shen You in surprise. "Teacher, how do you know she needs a shield."

Shen You pointed to the slave girl's left hand, which had no place to rest. "Don't you think her left hand is empty? This posture is obviously used to using a knife and shield."

Tang Suhe admired him very much, and immediately ordered someone to fetch the shield.

The teenagers looked at each other, secretly admiring.

Most of them have experience in fighting red-haired ghosts, and they know that these people usually hold a knife and ax in one hand and a shield in the other when fighting.But Shen You had just arrived in the Western Regions, and he hadn't even had direct contact with the red-haired ghost. He just took a look at the posture of this female slave, and knew that she usually used a shield.

A master is a master, and this young Han man, Mr. Shen, is known as the Three Wonders, and he really didn't just talk about it.

Xun Yun watched carefully from the side, and couldn't help secretly admiring it.

Compared with Shen You, he is still a scholar after all, far away from having both civil and military skills.

The emperor sent Shen You to the Western Regions, probably because he realized that he was not capable enough to completely deter the Xianbei people.

To get along with these barbarians, high-strength martial arts are indispensable.

Chapter 974 One move to defeat the enemy

With the sword and shield in hand, the female slave immediately became a little more confident, put on a stance, and challenged Shen You.

The big tent is spacious, although it is full of people, it is not too cramped, enough for two people to fight.

The teenagers got excited, clapped their hands and stomped their feet loudly, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic.

Shen You held the knife in one hand, with his arms drooping, his body slightly sideways, his feet uneven, and with a smile on his face, he beckoned to the female slave.

The female slave was stunned for a moment, then jumped up, threw the shield at Shen You with her left hand, held the knife in her right hand, and raised it high.

Shen You turned around, stepped back half a step, let go of the shield, and then the long knife bounced, and with the back of the knife, the long knife struck by the slave girl was pushed away. The blade pressed her arm, and the blade was stuck on her neck.

The female slave was so shocked that she didn't dare to move, the veins on her neck were bulging, and her face was pale.

There was a dead silence in the big tent, and countless people were dumbfounded.

They all thought there would be a fierce battle, but they didn't expect Shen You to overwhelm the opponent with one move.

If the female slave reacted a little slower and took half a step forward, Shen You would have cut her neck off, and it looked like she had sent it up by herself.

After a while, the teenagers reacted and cheered wildly, the sound almost toppled the roof of the tent.

Xun Yun couldn't help applauding too.

He has seen many masters, but this is the first time he has seen such an exquisite knife technique.