The Fantasy World of Chivalrous Disciples

(3)

"The snow is about to stop."

"It's still quiet all around."

Zhong Ziqi opened the door curtain and looked outside, not looking forward to it at all.

——It’s so lonely.

He has all the temperament of a traveler, but his thirst for knowledge is very weak. After gradually getting used to the ice and snow, and being alone, his five senses will become dull, and he will naturally lose his "spirituality".

"I really don't understand why my parents were so keen on going to and from Beizhen in the past. I remember that they were very happy every time they came home. Are there really so many treasures in Beizhen?" Zhong Ziqi closed the curtain and returned.

Beside the warm fire.

Since we welcomed the new guests, three days and two nights have passed before we knew it.

"It's time to set off." Zhong Ziqi thought to himself, then packed his luggage, took the painting tools with him, and said to Bai Feng and his party: "I'm leaving. Brother Bai can stay as long as he wants. This top

The tent belongs to me, and the Hu people will take care of the people living in this tent for at least a month, so Brother Bai and the two girls don't have to worry. But... I can't stay any longer..."

"Brother Ziqi is going to look for a 'treasure'? But you don't even have a treasure map, so how can you find it?" Bai Feng joked: "You won't find what you want if you move forward aimlessly.

"

Zhong Ziqi was filled with righteous indignation and said: "Look at this place, what else is there besides the snow fields and the sky? I can only take one step at a time. Maybe when I first came here, I would be surprised by the endless wilderness and the vast sky.

Full of yearning, but it’s all an illusion!”

——That is just to cover up the disappointment deep inside.

"could not find it."

"There's nothing here!"

"I didn't see anything..."

Zhong Ziqi suddenly became melancholy and said: "I just want to know what is the thing that can make my parents happy? I have been looking for almost half a year and still can't figure it out, so the only thing that can make the businessman happy is

All that's left is to discover a 'treasure' that's rare in the world."

Bai Feng stood up and raised his hand to invite you: "Brother Ziqi, I will take you to see something."

"Ake, you and Yan'er stay here and don't walk around." After saying that, Bai Feng and Zhong Ziqi walked outside together. The road under their feet was covered with half a foot of snow, making it extremely difficult to walk.

They walked to a small slope and looked into the distance.

"Have you seen that the foothills of Yinshan Mountain, hundreds of miles away, have become so small in our eyes?" Bai Feng said meaningfully: "Brother Ziqi, you haven't been to Beizhen yet. You are completely unfamiliar with Beizhen."

You know nothing, I can even conclude that you have never understood your parents, and the distance between you and them is too far."

Zhong Ziqi immediately retorted: "Why do you say I don't understand?"

Bai Feng said: "Look at Yinshan Mountain, have you ever heard of the poem 'The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the wind blows and the grass is low, and you can see the cattle and sheep'?"

The huge Yinshan Mountains are like lotus flowers with white petals. The snow line outlines them. They are rugged and stretch, and only the sharp corners are exposed, which is uniquely beautiful.

Zhong Ziqi was still puzzled, but it was the first time for him to take a closer look at Yinshan Mountain. Although it was far away, there was a special attraction that made him put aside his grudge and asked, "So what if I've heard of it?"

"Let's go to Yinshan." Bai Feng said.

"Yinshan?" Zhong Ziqi said: "But I heard that there are frequent wars there, and ordinary people will die if they go there. What's more, now that Beizhen and the Central Plains are at war with each other, wouldn't a Central Plains person like me..."

"Go to Yinshan." Bai Feng reiterated again: "Only by going to Yinshan can you understand Beizhen and your parents."

Zhong Ziqi continued to question: "Do you want me to die? Brother Bai, I really don't understand Beizhen. I have only stayed in two of the military towns in the past six months, but is it really necessary to go to that kind of place?

?”

"I have already given you some advice. Whether you accept it or not is entirely up to you." After Bai Feng finished speaking, he looked back and left.

After a moment, a herdsman hurriedly ran down the slope and told Bai Feng: "Sir, there are soldiers from Beizhen patrolling here. They said they were ordered to look for the person who was carrying a 'purple sheath sword' and a 'bronze bell tied to his foot.' They

Hearing that some people from the Central Plains were here, they broke into the young master's camp without saying a word, and we really couldn't stop them!"

"Damn it!" Bai Feng cursed secretly and ran back to the camp, with Zhong Ziqi following closely behind.

At this time, the camp was surrounded by heavily armed soldiers. They looked at the camp with gnashing teeth, and screams could be heard from inside the tent from time to time.

"Don't, don't do this! Auntie, I'll ask them to let you go."

"People outside, listen up, please don't do anything! If you do, I will die!!!"

"Yes... yes, yes, these two noble ladies are not the wanted criminals we are looking for."

Bai Feng decisively unsheathed his sword and let out a war cry: "Who dares to stop me!"

"Purple...purple scabbard sword!" All the soldiers said in unison: "Take him down first."

After speaking, all the swords, guns, swords and halberds turned towards Bai Feng, but Bai Feng just stood there, taking a posture.

"one!"

——He picked the enemy's wrist with his sword, swung the scabbard and slapped the opponent's face hard, causing the soldier to faint immediately.

"two!"

——He waved his sword to block the next wave of attacks with ease, and threw the flying knife. The soldier couldn't react in time to wave his hands to block it, and let out another scream.

"Is there anyone else coming?" Bai Feng said.

A soldier asked: "You...who are you and why are you so powerful!"

"I'm Bai Feng." He replied: "Do the soldiers in Yuyi Town still recognize me?"

"Bai Feng?!" Everyone was in an uproar.

Bai Feng walked back to the camp and opened the door curtain, only to see Yu Ke covered in blood and a soldier kneeling under his knees. The dagger in his hand was pointed at the soldier's chin. Zhong Ziqi, who came after him, was horrified when he saw this.

: "Little girl? How could this happen..."

"A'ke, give me the person, thanks to you this time." Bai Feng reached out to help. Yu Ke's upper body was almost covered in blood, but no wounds were found on her body.

"Brother, he suddenly broke in and wanted to take Sister Murong away, so I..." Yu Ke suddenly fainted after speaking for a long time.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Little girl!" Zhong Ziqi went over to help, Bai Feng took the injured soldier and walked out, and continued: "I will not embarrass you,

However, Yuyi Town only sent you out to catch me. Isn’t that looking down upon me? You go back and call for more helpers. I won’t show mercy next time we meet. This time, I will let you live.”

Everyone was talking about this at the time.

"General Hakuho...is he really General Hakuho?"

"I heard that General Bai Feng betrayed Marquis Yu Yi and has already forgotten about Beizhen. I don't believe it!"

"One year ago, it was General Bai Feng who saved us during the siege of Yuyi Town. My brother came back with General Bai Feng."

Bai Feng released the kidnapped people to his companions, then waved them away, and the soldiers were reluctant to leave.

Seeing the uninvited guests retreating, Bai Feng immediately returned to the camp to comfort Murong Yan. Murong Yan replied: "Zhao Kuo couldn't have known that we would come here. He guessed that we would do this, so he arranged his manpower in advance and waited for us.

Throw yourself into a trap."

The purple sheath sword and the copper bell tied to the foot were not clearly identified as anyone, but these were indeed the most striking features of Bai Feng and Murong Yan, and only their friend Zhao Kuo knew them best.

"Yan'er, we don't have time, we have to leave as soon as possible." Bai Feng asked the herdsman to bring a suit of clothes that fit Yu Ke, and then said to her: "Ake, you did a great job! You didn't kill for the sake of a quickie.

If we kill the opponent, if we kill the town soldiers, we will harm the herdsmen here, and then we will be even more infamous, and we will be targeted by gangsters wherever we go."

He wiped the blood on Yu Ke's face with his hand and smiled comfortingly: "Can you stand up?"

"Okay." Yu Ke also smiled weakly. It seemed that fighting with the soldiers had used up her whole day's energy.

Zhong Ziqi looked anxiously at Yu Ke, who was covered in blood, and kept biting his fingers: "Little girl, why are you like this... Maybe the soldiers really found the wrong person? No, no, no, in short, you shouldn't be like this.

Get yourself covered in blood."

Bai Feng answered for Yu Ke: "Brother Ziqi, this is Beizhen. There is indeed nothing here, but there is always someone who has to pick up the sword to protect what they want to protect, even if she is just a little girl.

"

--We go home.

Zhong Ziqi stood there blankly, as if he heard something his parents had said countless times.

——We finally went home.

"Did they spend the first half of their lives licking blood like this?" Zhong Ziqi murmured: "It turns out that they were just forcing a smile at the time. No wonder I can't understand it at all."

There is no "treasure" in the distance, because the "treasure" is at the starting point from the beginning.

"Mr. Zhong?" Murong Yan asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Zhong Ziqi said: "I'm fine, thank you."

"I think I know how to draw."

"I'm going to stay here for a while, and I'll see you in Yinshan later when I have the chance."

"Brother Bai, Miss Murong, Miss Ake."

Zhong Ziqi raised his hands and said in respect: "Everyone, take care."

The wandering painter climbed up the high slope and watched the three travelers leave the herdsmen's camp, watching the snow cover the sky until they disappeared at the other end of the Yin Mountain.