Chapter 141: Fang Henshui Wanli Road

Chapter 141 Fang Heng Wan Wan Lu
Fang Henshui had thought many times that one day he could be looked at by a very high alien, and then passed on that he would sweep the martial arts world unparalleled since then. On the way from the small county town to Chang'an City, he has imagined countless times that there would be any enchantment for such a handsome and handsome young guy? If neither of these is true, then it's a bit overwhelming.
In fact, he is twenty-two years old this year and has never met both.
There were no ups and downs in his life in the first 22 years. He learned martial arts from a young age but was not very talented. His family was relatively rich in the county seat. His father gritted his teeth and gave 220 silvers to the grandfather of the county grandfather He Shou, and then to his son. Ask for a quick errand. Fang hated the water and had good luck. After two years of catching his head and catching his head, he immediately died of wind when he drunk too much alcohol to go to the blue house for fun. As the second-highest person in the martial arts of the small county, he logically made a capture after the first-highest person died.
However, in the past twenty-two years no one has appeared.
Besides, Yan Yushui deliberately dressed up before leaving Xiaoxiancheng. He heard that the Didu women were not only as beautiful as celestial beings, but also enthusiastic, and after carefully examining themselves in front of a bronze mirror, they determined that they still had some capital. But he ignored one thing. The small county was too far away from the emperor. There are many boats in the small county of Jiangnan, but the county's Bali is not even a horse. Coupled with the fact that the county magistrate gave him limited travel expenses, he could only get stuck along the way.
Only a few hundred miles went out, and his new head suit was covered with dust. So he found that if he didn't go to the green building with all his heart, there would be no affair.
But can you count it as an affair? Forget it? Forget it?
Fang Henshui came to the imperial capital because of a murder case in a fishing village in his small county one year ago. The status of the deceased was somewhat special. It turned out to be more than a dozen bald monks. Therefore, the county magistrate did not dare to delay, and quickly wrote a note to the imperial department through the post.
More than a dozen monks died in the Empire, and members of the Ministry of Justice felt it necessary to investigate in detail. So he ordered the county deputy to send a detailed report to the emperor, and Fang hated the water as the host of the case, so he could only rush to the capital from a small county.
A word from the above, a broken leg below.
Fang Henshui once proud of the vast territory of the Great Sui Dynasty, and proud of being the people of the largest country in the Central Plains. But after he set off, he realized that the size of the miles was not a good thing for him. Walking to the capital with two legs, even if he was not tired, he had at most half a life left.
Fortunately, his family is quite rich. His father, who had never been to Didu when he went out, stuffed him a pack of silver, and Qianding Dingwan asked him not to be ashamed when he arrived in Didu. Fang hated his father and said,
Everyone is big, do you know?
At least ten times larger than the county seat! Do you know how old the palace is? At least ten times larger than the county cricket! Do you know how rich the rich are in the capital? We are at least ten times richer than ours!
Fang Henshui's father had a great imagination, but Fang Henshui knew that his father had lied to him after he left Xiaoxian. Even the county seat is at least 30 times larger than the small county seat, and the county seat is at least 30 times larger than the county seat. Even the rich man in the county seat is at least 300 times richer than his family. Three thousand times thirty thousand times.
The longer he walked, the more Fang hated himself felt small.
He didn't dare to spend more money halfway, but by the time he arrived in Gyeonggi Province, he could not even afford a carriage. Now he knows that traveling is really not the life of the poor. The county magistrate firmly believed that the travel expenses of thirty-two silver would be enough for him to make a round trip to the imperial capital. What a shameful ignorance.
After entering Gyeonggi-do, Fang Henshui started to walk and walked north along Guandao. Finally, he asked when he was drinking in a small village next to Guandao, and it was only seventy miles away from the capital of Chang'an. He saw a broken temple not far away, and planned to go in and rest for a while, dump the sand from his boots, and pick out the blood bubbles from his feet. Then eat some dry food, if you have a clean place, you can even sleep and continue on the road.
The sun above his head was too vicious, and his exposed neck had been blasted.
But when he saw that he was about to reach the ruined temple, he suddenly fainted as soon as it was dark. When he woke up, he found himself in a grove. There were two people sitting nearby, one old and one young.
"who are you?"
Fang Henshui asked, and then remembered his previous coma, and quickly got up and fisted: "Thank you for the two rescuers, but the shame in the bag is nothing to report. I can only ask the names of the two benefactors. Grace Public Longevity Tablet. "
He waited for a while without seeing the two answering. He straightened up and looked at it. He froze for a moment, then suddenly realized that he immediately took a step backward.
"Monk ?!"
He subconsciously touched the waist knife beside him, only to find out that the knife did not know when it was taken by the young monk. The young monk was chopping branches with his knife, and then tied a simple sedan with hands and feet, which looked almost like a slider.
"come"
After the young monk tied the sedan chair, the other person beckoned and beckoned, "You are behind, I'm ahead."
"what do you mean?"
Fang hated asking underwater consciousness.
Then he saw the old monk sitting on the sedan chair, naturally. That kind of attitude is to let the Buddha know that he is inherently admired by others, and that he should be carried away by nature.
"Do you mean, let me carry this old monk with you? No, no, although you saved my life, but I still have a business official, I am going to file a case with the imperial prison department. You go, I I do n’t want to report it to the government to save me. If someone sees a monk in Da Sui, you have nothing to eat!

Speaking of eating, he didn't know why the young monk looked so strangely at himself.
"Either you carry it or you die."
Chen Ya raised her finger and pointed at the big rock beside Fang Henshui, so a round hole appeared on the stone. It's as if the big rock was a small hole that was poked with chopsticks. Fang Henshui was startled. After looking at it, he touched it with his fingers, and then said suddenly: "Frighten me less, there is such a hole in this stone!"
Chen Ya froze slightly, cursed an idiot and clicked again.
There was another hole in the stone. Fang Henshui's face changed. Suddenly he felt his legs were very soft, and then he sat on the ground with one and couldn't stand up.
...
...
The old monk sitting on the slider was eating dry food that Fang hated, and the young monk walking in front was eating dry food that Fang hated. Only the party hates water and cannot eat its own dry food. Not only dry food, but even water was robbed by the two monks. As a head-catcher, Hou Shui has the consciousness of a fierce battle with strong men, but has not yet mobilized this courage.
When he left home, his father told him not to be stubborn if he encountered a robber on the way. Give it to him if you want the money, just come back to ask for help. As long as life is still there, when can't revenge?
This was the most reasonable sentence he thought his father had ever said, because he thought so too. Although he has practiced martial arts for more than ten years, he can recognize the scars left by various weapons. But this has nothing to do with his own cultivation. His hometown is too small to have a person who can practice.
And now beside him are two people who can practice.
A monk who can practice.
"Where are you taking me?"
Fang Henshui hesitated for a while, but couldn't help asking, because he found that the walking route completely avoided the official road, and he had been walking through the fields or woods, and the farther he got from the Chang'an City, the imperial capital. The old monk has been keeping his eyes closed, the young monk has been silent.
"If you don't bring me, you will go faster."
Fang Henshui moved the position of the lifting rod and felt the pain of the pressure on his shoulders: "I can see that both of you are able to practice, as if those who can practice can fly, right? I don't care what you do What hurts you, but you fly, what are you doing with me, how slow is it to go ... what if someone catches up with me? For you, I'm just a burden, right? "
"To shut up!"
The young monk glared at him and said, "Bring you, of course, there is reason to take you."
Fang Henshui did not dare to look at the vicious eyes of the young monk, from which he determined that the monk had killed someone. An ordinary person can never have such appalling eyes. So he smartly chose to shut up, and then wondered how to escape.
After he tried several methods of urinating, digging, searching for water, finding food, and other methods, all of which failed, he suffered a few fat meals and finally determined that he was really unlucky this time. He just wondered why the two monks had to bring themselves? If they did commit crimes in Da Sui, why not rush away?
So when he was bored, he kept thinking about it.
He is a fast catcher and is used to thinking in the position of a prisoner. After thinking about it for a while, he came up with the answer, which he thought was very reasonable.
The two monks must have committed great sins, so they were hunted down by Da Sui. And these two people's cultivation is definitely high, so those who pursue them must be high. In his cognition, those who can practice can fly. In this case, according to normal reasoning, the two monks must fly quickly if they want to escape. And those who hunt them naturally also fly quickly.
He could think of that, and the two monks must have thought about it the same way. Those who pursued them certainly thought that the two monks would run fast, so they must chase fast. So the two monks ran away, and walked slowly like they do now. This is done to get rid of the hunt.
Fang Henshui felt that he had guessed right, but in fact he did.
And he was puzzled, why did the two monks bring themselves?
...
...
By night ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Fang Henshui finally knew his own use.
Since the two monks decided not to run away in a hurry but to walk away slowly, they needed a person to ask for water, find food and explore the way for them. The two of them cannot show up, and they are their tools.
"Go and find water"
After stopping in a forest, the young monk gave a cold call and sat down to rest. Fang Henshui's shoulder hurts, his legs hurt, and his feet hurt more. But he knew that if he was hesitant, that guy would surely come up with some means to torture himself.
So he didn't hesitate and immediately turned around and picked up the water pouch to find water.
"If you want to run away again, I will cut the meat on you. Cut the meat and then bind you with a wound medicine, keep cutting, keep applying, to ensure that you can't die before you have only bones, you want to die Can't die. "
The young monk murmured coldly, then rested on the stone with his eyes closed.
Fang hated the water and cursed lowly, imagining the scene of being cut in his mind, he couldn't help shivering. He heard that Buddhism preached compassion, but now he realized that his mother was deceiving.
"Why wait until he wants to escape before cutting the meat?"
At this moment, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and said gently, "Only if you cut the meat, he will not really escape again. If it does n’t hurt, then you do n’t know how terrible it is. Sui people have no awe in their hearts, then Let him know what awe is. "
The young monk froze, then leaned down and said, "The disciple understands."
At this moment, Fang Henshui felt that his heart had stopped. Then ... he turned and ran. But running doesn't make sense.
PS: Forgetting who Fang Henshui is, you can go back and look at Chapter 4. This foreshadowing is only now available, and the interval is indeed a little long.