Scroll of Seven Sorrows

When Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu met Zheng Li, it was a month before he was going to Beijing.

It's not that Xie Bi'an doesn't want to go there earlier, but because they can't go back to an earlier time point.

It is not Xie Bi'an's decision to return to a certain time, and of course it is not A Bang's decision.Frontier Gate can only provide the choice of time node, but if the provider of time node is unwilling to recall a certain past, Xie Bi'an and the others will not be able to enter that past even if they have the ability to do so.Just like the map of an online game, the new city is just an icon before the game manufacturer opens it up, and players cannot enter it even if they click the mouse.

Zheng Li has an instinctive resistance to his childhood, and he has always attributed all the germs of misfortune to his father.Why did my father lose all the little property left in the family, why did he do nothing but drink.If he can work hard to study and revive his family business, then Zheng Li can at least get help from his relatives when he is slandered for cheating in the imperial examination.

The location where Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu appeared was a small city in the north, this place is not very prosperous, but the people live and work in peace and contentment.The sound of reading books came from the small courtyard, Xie Bi'an raised his head, and saw a plaque hanging on the eaves of the door, reading: Yucai Academy.The identities of the black and white two are classmates of Zheng Li's school, and they will go to Beijing with him to rush for the exam.

"Go in and have a look?" Fan Wujiu lowered his head and played with Xie Bi'an's fingers, folded his two fingers together, and twisted them away with his thumb and index finger, he asked while twisting.

Xie Bi'an looked at Fan Wujiu who was having a great time, and didn't know what to say.

"It's getting late, school is about to end, why don't you get beaten by your husband if you go in now?" Xie Bi'an replied.

Fan Wujiu shook his head, and said solemnly: "According to our personality, we are all people with fame and fame, sir can't beat us casually."

"If the husband is in a hurry, he should be beaten. But the students in the economic hall have to be beaten by the master like the children in the Mongolian hall. It makes people laugh." The black and white two turned around, but Seeing a white-faced scholar wearing a Confucian crown on his head and holding a folding fan in his hand, he greeted them, "Brother Xie, Brother Fan."

Xie Bi'an saluted him back, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Brother Zheng to come to the academy today."

Zheng Li closed the fan with a "snap", slapped his palm, and said, "I sued Mr. Chao for leave. Yun'er copied a set of books for me, and asked me to get them today."

"I don't know, in Brother Zheng's mind, which one is more important, Miss Yun'er from Yiqishi's family, or her fame in the imperial examination?"

Zheng Li didn't expect Xie Bi'an to ask such a question suddenly, he frowned and said in thought: "Brother Xie asked a very good question, I never thought about it. Zheng also wanted to know, but for Brother Xie and Brother Fan In other words, which is more important, fame or love?"

Xie Bi'an took the football kicked back by Zheng Li, and said: "Life is only a hundred years old, and the Tian family can't guarantee their own prosperity, let alone us ordinary people. So, in my opinion, instead of chasing what you may not get Fame and fortune, it is better to take good care of the person who is with you." Saying that, he glanced at Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu blushed and stammered, "Thank you, Brother Xie is right."

"However, poor and lowly couples are sad about everything, and the Tao is useless. You are a scholar. We scholars, have spent decades in poverty just for fame? Without fame, how can we get money? Without money, how can we guarantee the life of our loved ones? Do you stand on the street and recite the Four Books and Five Classics?" Zheng Li shook his head and said, "Both of you are pampered young masters at home, how do you know the pain of not having enough food and clothing? , without cotton-padded clothes to keep you warm in winter, and without a net to avoid mosquitoes in summer, you don’t know if you will have another meal after one meal, and you don’t know if you will have another night after one night. I don’t want to experience such pain again in my life , not to mention letting my wife and children suffer through that kind of hardship with me? Therefore, even for Yun'er, I must obtain fame and obtain an official position for myself."

"Having said that, if someone came to tell you now that the road you chose is a dead end, and if you go on, there will only be an abyss, will you give up?" Xie Bi'an continued to ask.

Zheng Li still shook his head and said, "I haven't walked by myself, so how can I know if what that person said is true? Moreover, even if it is true, who can guarantee that there is no one living in seclusion under the abyss waiting to accept disciples?" What about the peerless master?"

The two talked for a while, until the sound of books stopped, and the sound of playing and playing came from the academy.Zheng Li said that he had some business to go to the school to find his husband, so he said goodbye to black and white.

"I didn't expect him to be so ambitious when he was young, and his vision is beyond the reach of ordinary people." Fan Wujiu said with emotion.

Xie Bi'an also sighed: "However, this little ambition and pursuit will soon be shattered by reality."

"But luckily we can change his fate." Fan Wujiu clenched his fist and said.

Xie Bi'an's eyes dimmed in an instant. He has not told Fan Wujiu the truth so far, because he does not want to destroy Ba Ye's invaluable kindness and passion.However, if Ba Ye knew everything one day, how would he choose?Should he give up the mission, or would he be willing to sacrifice seven ghosts in exchange for a Buddha like himself?

Fan Wujiu didn't notice anything wrong with Qiye, he stretched his waist and asked, "What are we two going to do next?"

"Next..." Xie Bi'an came back to his senses, "How about going to Qingping Mountain to make a scene with bandits?"

Qingping Mountain is the place where Yun'er was robbed later.

"It's a way." Fan Wujiu snapped his fingers, eager to try.

But to deal with mortals, after all, you can't use your natal artifact.

Xie Bi'an bought a long knife, a bow and arrow, and a very long rope in the town, and bought two young and strong mules from the villagers at the foot of the mountain.

"It's a bit like a hero who breaks into the enemy's battle alone in a martial arts novel." Fan Wujiu weighed the long knife in his hand, and felt that it was a little too light, but it is very rare to have a master blacksmith in a small town, so how can you ask too much? high.

Xie Bi'an also pulled out the bow and arrow to test his aim, and felt that it was a bit light, but it was usable after all.

You can use it.

The mules can't run as fast as the horses, but their endurance is better than the horses. The two mules brought the black and white two people to the high slope facing the bandit village at an almost uniform speed.

Bandit villages are built in the mountains, mostly buildings made of bamboo.Hundreds of bandits were on duty in turn. Some bonfires were lit in the open space of the main village, and pigs and sheep robbed from an unknown village were roasting.

Xie Bi'an glanced at the bonfire in the open space, and said, "I'll steal the kindling and set their granary on fire with arrows, causing chaos. You take advantage of the bandits' rush to put out the fire and hold their leader hostage." Xie Bi'an was afraid that Fan Wujiu would worry too much. Tian Killu couldn't let go of his hands and feet, and added: "If you encounter a bandit, you will kill it immediately. If the judge finds it, I will take responsibility."

Anyway, everyone here is not alive, who can be afraid of dying again?

But Fan Wujiu didn't know about it, and said to Xie Bi'an: "I killed the person, and I will take the responsibility, so don't blame me. However, no matter how much punishment I received, you will receive the same punishment on the bed. .”

Xie Bi'an was afraid that he would reveal his secrets by talking too much, so he didn't force him any more. He just said: "It's a deal, Master Ba be careful." Then he found a hidden place and tied the mule to a nearby tree. Qinggong went to the bandit village to steal kindling.

Xie Bi'an hid in the grass behind the fence made of wood, tied the stones and dry branches together with a long rope, and threw the stones to the side of the campfire when the guards were shifting their attention, and then waited for the branches to ignite and take them back quickly. rope.

Tinder get√

Then Xie Bi'an divided the rope into small pieces, tied the lit dead branches to the arrowhead, and shot towards the bandit's granary.Xie Bi'an was worried that the effect would not be good, so he made a few more arrows and shot them at the village where the bandits lived.

Soon the bandits discovered the fire, and they were in chaos.

Just as they were scurrying around like headless flies trying to put out the fire, they saw a man riding a mule, holding a long knife, and wearing a black scholar's robe coming out of the main gate of the stockade.

The scene was a bit funny, and the literati's long sleeves were incompatible with the machete, but the bandits all gasped.

The murderous aura and evil aura are mixed together, as if there is an entity.

Fan Wujiu turned over and got off the mule very neatly, and rushed towards the bandits with his knife in hand.

For a while, most of the bandits didn't care about putting out the fire, they took up weapons and surrounded Fan Wujiu.I don't know who shouted "Kill!", and the bandits who surrounded Fan Wujiu rushed up together.

Of course, Xie Bi'an didn't watch the show while nibbling melon seeds. He took advantage of the fact that all the bandits' attention was on Fan Wujiu just now, turned over and hid behind the roof of the unlit main village, poking secretly at the side. Put cold arrows.

Xie Bi'an shot from the outside, Fan Wujiu shot from inside, the effect is very obvious.

After less than half a stick of incense, the bandits fell down one after another, and the brown open space became a sea of ​​blood.Fan Wujiu stood in the middle of the pile of bloody corpses, licked the blood from his wrist.As there were very few bandits who insisted on putting out the fire, the fire in the bandit village became more and more intense, Xie Bian watched from the roof, the red on the ground, the red on the background and the red on Fan Wujiu's face merged into one.Fan Wujiu looked at the rest of the bandits who dropped their weapons and gave up resistance, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, like a ghost.To be precise, he was originally a ghost.

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes rattling through the flames and burning bamboo reached Fan Wujiu's ears, and the air flow suddenly became faster.Fan Wujiu turned sideways and leaned back, only to see a spear shooting straight at him.

Fan Wujiu stood still and looked behind him.

More than a dozen people came on horseback, with three leading them.One is wearing a warrior made of tiger skin, and his beard is fluttering in the wind. There are two people behind him. One is dressed as a scholar, and the other is handsome and tall. He threw the spear just now. .

Fan Wujiu pointed his sword at the leader of the court, and said with a sneer, "Please enlighten me, one-on-one. I won, you wash your hands and quit, I lost, let you deal with it."

This leader is also a strong man, got off his horse and shouted at Fan Wujiu: "If I win, I will cut you into pieces to avenge the brothers who died today. If I lose, I will also let you deal with it."

Fan Wujiu stretched out his left hand and gestured towards him, signaling to start.But the man dressed as a scholar stopped the leader, pointed to the eaves, and said: "Wait a minute, since it's one-on-one, please come down from the brother who is hiding above the main village."

Xie Bi'an didn't expect anyone to find him, so he immediately became interested and jumped off the roof.

The author has something to say:

I had so much fun writing this chapter, the next one must be about martial arts.