In those years, the cultivators we cut together

In the lobby of the inn, Lin Xiaolu and Shuai Shuai Ya gathered around a red oil hot pot and happily ate Hesai. This person ate a duck while bragging. The picture looked weird and scary, but Ah Ning seemed a little worried Heavy, seems to be tangled in something.

Lin Xiaolu has already revealed his identity, and showed that he is a warrior whose combat power is far superior to that of a cultivator. He also talked about many things about Emei. After that, Aning has not said anything again.

"Brother, two more plates of mutton. By the way, your red oil hot pot is a bit spicy. Give me a bowl of soy milk and add more sugar."

Shuai Shuai Ya ate a piece of beef balls with those small flat mouths, then cast a glance at the hot young man sticking out his tongue, and said with contempt:

"Can't stand such a little spicy? Waste."

At the dinner table, Ah Ning quietly watched Lin Xiaolu grab Shuai Shuai Ya's neck, and watched him pick it up and shake it, the duck feathers flying all over the sky.

That night, Ah Ning finished his steamed buns, drank a bowl of porridge, and then went back to the room alone, but Lin Xiaolu and Shuai Shuai Ya were different. Asked for a jar of wine, this guy actually loves to drink, he drank the whole jar of Jiuyingchun, and he returned to the room with Lin Xiaolu drunk until late at night.

And until the next day when he woke up, Shuai Shuai Duck took one step and three steps, looking like a drunk.

After eating the last breakfast at the inn and settling the expenses for the past few days, Lin Xiaolu, Aning, and Shuaishuaiya bid farewell to the shopkeeper and the waiter, boarded the carriage, and headed for Yanmenguan together. go.

Aning drove the carriage for them, while Lin Xiaolu stayed in the carriage with Shuai Shuai Duck, a large bag of fried rice and a few bundles of horse grass, and set out on the road leisurely. watching the scenery outside.

Lin Xiaolu prefers this kind of feeling. Sitting in a comfortable carriage, looking through the window and looking at the constantly changing shops, restaurants, and pedestrians outside, he feels very comfortable. Shuai Shuaiya also said that riding in a carriage is very fun , but it hasn't completely sobered up yet, and it will say a few nonsense from time to time.

They set off in the morning and didn't leave the city gate until the late afternoon. From Yuzhou City to Yanmen Pass, it took about ten days by horse-drawn carriage.

When they left the city gate in the afternoon, Lin Xiaolu fell asleep in a daze, and Shuai Shuai Ya also slept in his arms, but when they woke up again, they found that the carriage had stopped.

"Ah Ning, where are we?"

Lin Xiaolu hugged Shuai Shuai Duck, poked his head out of the bamboo curtain of the carriage, and found that it was already a moonless night outside, and Ah Ning had a bonfire not far away.

Lin Xiaolu jumped out of the carriage and saw the horse tied by a rope to the tree, eating horse grass, and Ah Ning was eating dry fried rice by the campfire, so he walked over with Shuai Shuai Duck

"woke up?"

"Ah."

A Ning threw the water bag to Lin Xiaolu, Lin Xiaolu thanked him, drank some water, and fed Shuai Shuai Duck some, then sat beside A Ning, grabbed fried rice from the sack to eat.

There is one thing to say, fried rice is not very delicious, it’s okay to eat it once in a while, but if you eat it all the time, it will be very dry, people who swallow it tend to have a sore throat, and it has no taste, but Lin Xiaolu has also suffered from it, so he doesn’t care much , still delicious.

While eating, he looked at Aning, and saw that her black cloth bag was lying on her lap, and he was a little curious.

"What's in your bag? I think you carry it with you every day."

"Secret." Aning responded indifferently.

Lin Xiaolu curled her lips and said disdainfully: "I'm from Emei. I haven't seen anything powerful. I guess this is your weapon. Is it a sword?"

Aning shook his head, still with the same indifferent look: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, I'm only responsible for sending you to the Amitabha Temple, and we will have nothing to do after that."

"Do you want to be so cool?" Lin Xiaolu muttered twice, then looked at the duck eating fried rice.

"Shuai Shuai Duck, is fried rice delicious?"

"It's not delicious at all." Shuai Shuai Ya complained.

"It's not delicious, but you still eat it so delicious." Lin Xiaolu and Shuai Shuai Ya ate fried rice, bragging about each other, feeling a little bored.

After a while, Lin Xiaolu was full after eating five or six catties of fried rice, so he got up and took a stride by the campfire, while Ah Ning watched with great interest.

After watching for a while, she added some firewood to the bonfire. Seeing that Lin Xiaolu was motionless, as immobile as a mountain, she gave a rare compliment: "The horse is very stable."

"That's not true." Lin Xiaolu said with a smile: "I've been doing horse walking since I was seven years old, and I've been doing it for many years, and I never stopped."

"You are from Emei, why do you know how to practice martial arts? Shouldn't Emei be all immortals?" Aning asked.

Lin Xiaolu didn't say that he couldn't practice martial arts because of his innate talent, but boasted: "Cultivating immortals is outdated, and practicing martial arts is the right way."

As soon as the words came out, Shuai Shuai Duck laughed outright, covering his belly with one small wing, pointing at Lin Xiaolu with another small wing and laughing loudly:

"It's the first time I've heard of this kind of theory. Who doesn't know that those who practice immortality are gods, and no matter how good a martial arts practitioner is, they are still mortals. Marshal Lin is too good at forcing you."

Lin Xiaolu immediately became unhappy when he heard it, and retorted loudly: "I am much better than a cultivator. Last time, the ancestor of the Zhu family was beaten by me without any power to fight back."

He said very seriously: "Besides, I hadn't taken off the weight at that time, and I didn't use the Dageng bronzes. Otherwise, as long as I don't fly in the general foundation building period, I can hit dozens of them."

As soon as these words came out, Aning, who was sitting cross-legged by the campfire, suddenly had eyes lit up.

"Xiaolu, are you serious?"

"Of course it's true." Lin Xiaolu stiffened her neck and argued: "A-Ning, you saw it with your own eyes, right? I can almost kill the Foundation Establishment Realm in an instant."

"Then if it's the alchemy state, can you deal with it?" The girl asked with fiery eyes.

Lin Xiaolu: ...

His little face flushed, and he murmured softly with some hesitation: "I haven't reached the alchemy realm, so it's hard to say."

After speaking, he looked at Aning curiously: "Why do you ask, Aning? Do you have enemies in the alchemy realm?"

Lin Xiaolu was a little puzzled. He didn't quite understand why Aning, a mortal, would ask about alchemy cultivators.

Beside the bonfire, the wood was crackling in the flames, and from time to time there would be a few sparks floating out. Facing Lin Xiaolu's doubts, Aning didn't explain anything, she just sat cross-legged silently, staring at the fire and saying a word She didn't say anything, and the light of the fire was reflected in her eyes, like a beautiful painting.

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On the second day, the carriage continued on its way and arrived at a small mountain village at noon. The two of them went to the village to eat something together, and Lin Xiaolu ate more than [-] bowls of noodles in one go.

He was in a good mood, because he hadn't been to this small village for a long time, and seeing the familiar fields, stoves, and hearing the children playing and laughing again, he couldn't help but think of wax gourd village.

Squatting by the field, the young man is holding a large blue and white bowl, eating No.20 Nine Bowls with big mouthfuls. His noodle bowl is full of green vegetables and fine noodles, and there are two yellow and orange eggs on the surface. Tangy and delicious.

Lin Xiaolu's cheeks were bulging, and while eating, he watched with great interest a group of children putting paper kites in the emerald green field, feeling deeply moved in his heart.

Hey, I don't know if old man Zhang is dead. Why don't you go back to Donggua Village after you go to Amitabha Temple to learn new martial arts?

But I don't know the way, I was too young when I left, and I don't know which country Donggua Village belongs to. I guess only the boss who picked me up knows, so it's difficult.

"How many bowls have you eaten?"

The young man was thinking about his hometown, when Ah Ning's voice suddenly came from behind, she came to squat down next to the young man, looked at him and said angrily:

"The village chief is frightened by you, and you are too hungry."

Lin Xiaolu immediately became unhappy when he heard this, and shouted angrily: "I only eat No.20 and nine bowls, why is he so picky, it's not like I don't give money!"