Subduing Dragon

Fortunately, they were the only ones on the mountain road, and there were no bad guys.

Lu Sheng usually felt that he was very strong, he didn't suffer from headaches, and he could beat a dragon, but in the middle of the night, he began to feel powerless.

He was no longer cold, and the heat was evaporating from the [-] pores all over his body.The internal organs seemed to have completely melted, turning into boiling blood.Every breath, there is bloody smell in the mouth and nose.My legs were heavy, and my heart and lungs hurt like needles.The soul is still agile and lively, but the body is not beautiful, walking slower and slower step by step.The legs were heavy, and the feet were turned into stones, and it was almost impossible to drag them.Finally, he fell to the ground with his buttocks. Panting, he raised his head, and saw that there was a faint light on the horizon in the distance.

This time, I really can't move!

His tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth, and his mouth was so dry he couldn't even spit out.Taking out the road map from his pocket and unfolding it, Lu Sheng squinted his eyes, looking at it under the only bit of starlight.The man was panting, his hands were trembling, his eyes could not see clearly, but his heart suddenly became clear.Subconsciously twitching his nose to sniff the surrounding air, he raised his head and looked around, suddenly felt that everything in front of him seemed familiar, it was an old scene that had once been there.

Then, he remembered the spring night when he was 12 years old.

That night, the wind was so cool, and the people were so terrified.Know the goal, don't know how to go.I don't know, I have to go too.

Pulling his stirrups and standing up, Lu Sheng stomped his feet, folded the road map and stuffed it back into his pocket.He has always regarded himself as a big brother, but until this moment, strangely, he feels that he has really grown up.He thought: I am not what I used to be, my father and sister at that time could not be saved by myself; can I still not save the current Long Xiang?

Thinking of this, he only felt that he had a heavy responsibility, and he didn't even hate Longxiang anymore.

He just accepted his fate, thinking that he should go and bring Longxiang back.A person has a predestined path to walk, without doubts or confusion, he thought, which is actually a kind of blessing.

At daybreak, he led the horse and walked to the county town that he must pass through.

The city is an old city, and the two-hundred-year-old old city wall stands squarely, which makes people look awe-inspiring.Lu Sheng walked outside the city, his feet turned from heavy to light, and the blood that flowed in his body before seemed to have resumed its rhythm of flow.

Raising his hand to stroke the horse's mane, Lu Sheng asked, "Man, can you run for a while?"

The horse did not respond, presumably unwilling to run.But after Lusheng got on the horse's back and sat firmly, it bumped its hooves and ran briskly on the road.

Pedestrians gradually appeared on the road, and all the pedestrians had dove-shaped faces and hurried expressions. They looked like they were mainly villagers, not like those in the county.As Lu Sheng walked forward, he saw more and more people like this, so he got off his horse and stopped one and asked, "My fellow, is there a battle going on?"

The villagers answered immediately, and it was a long-winded answer.However, Lu Sheng listened to it for a long time, but only heard a half-knowledge - he was brought up in the Long family, and the slightly higher-ranking servants of the Long family all came from Beijing, Tianjin and Zhili with the Long guard envoy. It's all Mandarin, which is very different from the dialect here.Moreover, this place is located at the intersection of several provinces, so it does not only speak one dialect.When Lu Sheng heard the end, he didn't even know where to start asking, so he had to continue walking against the flow of people.

After walking a long distance, he suddenly saw a fat man approaching in front of him, who seemed to be a well-travelled man with knowledge, so he hurriedly stopped him, and asked him again what he had just asked.

Fatty lived up to his expectations, and spoke his own Mandarin with a southern accent and a northern accent. Not only did he answer every question, but he also answered ten questions for one question, and hundreds of answers for ten questions.It turned out that ahead—across the wilderness—there was indeed a battle.There are two parties fighting, one is Mr. Zhao, and the other is Xiao Shuai and his son.Why did you fight?have no idea.What did it look like?do not know either.Anyway, the guns fired badly, and all the people around ran away.Can it pass now?Yes, go if you are not afraid of death!

Lu Sheng was very afraid of death, but he got on his horse and went anyway.