Martial Cultivator

Big men only need to think about the really big things every day. As for other small things, they will not feel the same way.

It's like they could never imagine that there would be people who would have to wash so much clothes every day in order to make a living, nor could they imagine that in order to make a living, there would be people selling charcoal on the streets despite the cold weather.

So even if those big shots knew that the caravan risked their lives and had to cross most of the Liang Dynasty from north to south just to earn a pitiful amount of money, they would never feel the same way.

This time going south, the destination of this caravan is Cangzhou. This state capital is adjacent to Weizhou and further to the north. Starting from Shendu, it is about two months' journey to Cangzhou state capital. Going all the way south, they will definitely encounter monsters halfway, so based on the caravan's past experience, they have already hired more than ten warriors to protect them. Most of them are old soldiers who have been eliminated from the army. They have some cultivation skills, but most of them The talents are average, and as they grow older and do not have much military merit, they have to leave the army. After returning to their respective hometowns, most of them will choose to be guards for those wealthy families. Some old soldiers are not willing to do this. They will choose to take on some tasks of guarding caravans. Although this is extremely risky, for them, it is something they are more willing to accept.

As for why those caravans chose these veterans rather than those monks who were obviously higher in cultivation, it was still due to cost considerations.

The most important thing for a businessman to do business is profit. .🅆.🄲

They can even put themselves in danger for this.

During the first half month of the caravan's journey south, nothing happened. A dozen warriors with military experience rode horses all the way south. The aura revealed by them made ordinary people dare not covet this caravan. As for monsters and the like, , maybe because of good luck, I really haven’t encountered it yet.

Along the way south, the warriors were often on the move, so they had a good friendship and were familiar with each other. There was no sense of separation at all. On the contrary, the unidentified young man in black seemed to be always outside the team, neither far nor near. , which made those veterans who came from the military very interested.

The leading old warrior is named Han Hu. He is over fifty years old. His temples are gray and his face is full of grooves. However, his figure is still burly. Looking at that face, it is actually not an exaggeration to say that he is in his sixties. , Han Hu had actually been paying attention to the young man in black along the way, but the old martial artist, who was used to being cautious, gave up after being keenly aware that the young man in black did not want to have too much contact with other martial artists who were traveling with him. He had the idea of ​​​​bringing them closer, but after half a month, the road ahead became increasingly difficult, and he, Han Hu, had to change his mind.

He rode past and lay down close to the young man in black shirt.

The carriage that was being pulled up looked at another strong man. The man naturally gently pulled the reins and stepped back.

As a result, the caravan continued to move forward, and Han Hu was already approaching the young man in black shirt.

Glancing at the black-shirted young man lying on the carriage with his eyes closed, Han Hu's Adam's apple twitched, he opened his mouth, and then he softly shouted, "Little brother."

A title that is neither near nor far.

The young man in black shirt opened his eyes and looked at this old warrior with gray temples and a weathered face. In fact, just from such a close distance, he could feel the qi surging in the other person's body. With every breath and breath, he could feel it. It can be found that the old martial artist has a solid foundation, but his Qi will be somewhat stagnant when passing through one of the acupoints. Perhaps it is the hidden injury he suffered when he was young, which was not completely cured at the time, which led to the fact that not only is his cultivation now at a high level, It has not made half a step forward in decades, and it is even more hindered by this hidden injury.

After thinking about it, he really didn't know how to address the other person, so the young man in black just raised his head and smiled.

Han Hu originally thought that if he spoke rashly this time, he would definitely be rejected. After all, this young man had rarely spoken to others in the past half month, but he did not expect that the young man would react like this after he really spoke.

"Brother Han, my surname is Chen."

After a brief thought, the boy in black shirt quickly spoke.

The young man in black shirt is naturally Chen Chao.

Han Hu understood immediately and said softly, "Han Hu, how many years older is Brother Chen? If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Han."

Chen Chao nodded, took the water bag he handed over with a smile, raised his head and took a sip. Looking at this scene, Han Hu's face looked much better. The things he had been worried about before had now let go of a lot.

After wiping his mouth, Chen Chao handed the water bag back and said with a smile, "Brother, if you have something to say, you can say it straight to the point."

Han Hu hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I always thought that I came from a certain general's residence. At least someone in my family was a military attache in a certain army in the Liang Dynasty. Later, I looked at my brother a few more times and realized that he was a military attache." I made a mistake. There is murderous intent in my eyes and a demonic spirit of blood on my body. He must have killed demons on the battlefield. Could it be that he really came back from Mobei?"

Han Hu's realm is not high, and his old eyes are quite vicious, and he can see something unique about Chen Chao.

Chen Chao shook his head,

He smiled and said, "Brother is half right."

Seeing Chen Chao's words come to an abrupt end, Han Hu naturally understood that some things were hard to say, so he quickly started talking about something else.

In fact, during the first conversation between the two of them, they failed to say a few words from their hearts, so they just gave up.

Then Han Hu rode forward and said something to the leader of the caravan, but he ignored Chen Chao.

Chen Chao didn't care, just lying on the carriage, a little bored.

The sun was setting in the sky, and the sky was getting a little dark.

Chen Chao squinted his eyes and glanced at the mountains and forests on both sides of the official road, his expression a little unsightly.

Sure enough, that night they encountered a monster attack. Several monsters sprang out from the mountains and forests, all of which were common monsters in the Liang Dynasty.

The realm is not high, but the number is extremely large.

At first glance, there were dozens of them.

The dozens of monsters rushed out. Han Hu gave a sharp shout, and dozens of warriors rushed forward.

A big battle took place in the night.

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It was not a close match, and Han Hu's side soon gained the upper hand. When Chen Chao smashed a monster into pieces with one punch, Han Hu's side had already begun to clean up the battlefield.

This sudden, but actually reasonable, monster attack ended quickly. Except for two warriors who suffered minor injuries, the others were all safe.

The caravan then walked forward for several miles and rested temporarily in an abandoned and decaying mountain temple.

This was also built by the previous dynasty, but now no one has repaired it and it is in a dilapidated state.

Everyone simply tidied up the courtyard and rested here for a while.

Several fires were lit in the yard at once.

After that, the frightened business travelers didn't dare to sleep, but when they stayed up until the second half of the night, they really couldn't open their eyes, so they fell asleep relying on each other.

This night, Wufu will inevitably be more cautious.

During the vigil, they were in groups of two. Initially, Han Hu did not include Chen Chao among them, but in the end Chen Chao still took the initiative to stand up and watch the night with Han Hu.

Han Hu, who looked tired, coughed a few times in front of the fire, causing sparks to fly. Then he took out a small gourd from his waist. After opening it, he put it between his lips and took a sip. Then his face became visibly rosy. stand up.

Seeing Chen Chao looking this way, he raised his

He shook the gourd in his hand and said, "It's not a good wine, but it just makes your throat burn when you drink it. Try it?"

Chen Chao took it with a smile and took a sip. His face suddenly turned red from holding it in, and he tried not to spit it out. After swallowing it, he laughed at himself and said, "I almost didn't spit it out."

Han Hu smiled slightly and said nonchalantly, "It always looks like this the first time I drink it. Once I get used to it... ahem... it will be much better."

Chen Chao put the wine gourd to his lips and took another sip. This time it was obviously much better than before, but his face was also a little red.

Then he handed the wine gourd back and said at the same time, "I must have been injured when I was young... The injury is not thorough. When the Qi passes through the acupoints, there will be a slight pain. In fact, there are ways to warm and nourish..."

Chen Chao looked at Han Hu and said a lot. When Xie Nandu was preparing for the literary test a few days ago, he accompanied Xie Nandu to read many books. In those books, there were naturally many ways to keep the body warm. .

Han Hu's eyes widened and he quickly wrote down the contents carefully. Finally, he looked at Chen Chao with gratitude and said, "I underestimated my brother."

Chen Chao waved his hand, shook his head and said, "It's just a coincidence, brother, don't worry about it."

Han Hu lowered his voice and asked softly again, "Brother, are you really not from the north?"

Chen Chao looked at him with a smile and didn't say a word.

Han Hu smiled apologetically.

Chen Chao put his hand in front of the fire to roast it, and said softly, "Did it come from the north? What's the difference?"

Han Hu shook his head and said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I was also in the army in the north, so I am very kind to the brothers on the Great Wall, even if I have never met them."

"Just put it this way, as long as I came down from that place, no matter what my identity is now, I can give my life to you. I don't worry about others, but if I come down from that place, I will give it up. Thousands of hearts.”

Han Hu's eyes were firm and decisive, and there was no hesitation at all when he spoke.

For such an old soldier, the most difficult thing in these years is actually not life, but the fact that without the things he had to do when he was young, he feels uncomfortable all over.

Sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and subconsciously touch the knife next to me.

Chen Chao suddenly asked, "Were you very tired in those days?"

Han Hu glanced at Chen Chao.

"On that Great Wall, even though you might die every day, when you think about the fact that there are so many people guarding you, you never feel tired no matter how tired you are."