Unofficial History of Song and Liao Heroes

The thieves gave up their weapons, Wen Ruoxu did not let Wang Zhenguan continue to shoot arrows, not only because the red peony was still in the hands of the thieves, but also because Wen Ruoxu wanted to establish prestige among the thieves.One is to let their thieves know that they have the ability to kill them to pieces, so that they can weigh their own weight and retreat in spite of difficulties, so that they will not disturb their own life; It is to let those thieves know that they keep their word, and the treasure map has been given to them as agreed, so that they should not doubt it.In the future, if anyone in Ran Nanyuan's group accidentally makes a mistake and is surrounded by the bandits who have the upper hand, he can continue to deal with the bandits by relying on his word, so as not to be killed immediately by the bandits .As for the thief's weapon, Ran Nanyuan hacked at each other, broke the sword, severed the bronze man, and threw it by the side of the road.

Not to mention how Wen Ruoxu used his scheming, Dugu Xiaoqiu retrieved the treasure map from the ground, leaving the thieves at a loss.If this treasure map is fake, Dugu Xiaoqiu has heard the thieves say that they don't believe it is a treasure map, so why pick up this useless 'fake map'?If this treasure map is real, how come it is exactly the same as the one handed over to these thieves last time, and it was handed over so simply this time?Could it be...the treasure maps of these two times are real? !That's weird, why can't you find the treasure after looking for it according to the map?The thieves really wanted to break their heads and couldn't figure out why this happened.

The crimson scarf was thrown away by Miyamoto Osashiro just now, and then it was blown by the wind, and immediately scattered, and one end fell into the withered yellow weeds by the roadside. It was spread by the wildfire just now, and was almost burned by the fire.Fortunately, the red peony was close, and as soon as Miyamoto Yoshishiro let go of the blade on her neck, she bent down and picked up the crimson scarf, saving it from the danger of being reduced to ashes.When the thieves abandoned their weapons and retreated slowly, Hong Shaoyao walked towards Dugu Xiaoqiu, but Miyamoto Songshiro did not step forward to stop her - she had the secret medicine in her body and knew the pain when the secret medicine took effect. When I look back, I will naturally go to the people in Dongying and ask them to temporarily suppress the onset of the secret medicine.So Hong Shaoyao walked up to Dugu Xiaoqiu and Ran Qianxue smoothly, returned the crimson scarf with both hands, and said unhappily:

"Sister Qianxue, I'm really sorry just now, I can't control my body anymore. If you meet me in the future, don't get close. Maybe when you see me fall into a dangerous situation, the thief will deliberately use me to lure you into tricks , don’t believe it, you must turn around and leave, ignore it! Dugu Xiaoqiu, return this scarf to you. In the future, I will be threatened by thieves or ask for things from you. I have nothing."

As he spoke, he stuffed the crimson scarf into Dugu Xiaoqiu's hand, but was pushed back by Dugu Xiaoqiu.Looking at Hong Shaoyao's suspicious eyes, Dugu Xiaoqiu pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile:

"Sister Hua'er, we will try our best to rescue you in the future! I got this veil from... a statue in a devil's cave, take it and see what it can do for you! Besides, I am a man with a scarf The scarf doesn’t look like that either, do you think so?”

Hearing this, Hong Shaoyao also felt that the way Dugu Xiaoqiu was holding a crimson gauze scarf over her shoulders was funny, so she couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.She also thought that Ran Qianxue was also a woman, so she wanted to give her the scarf, but Ran Qianxue said that the scarf was crimson in color and didn't match her goose yellow clothes, not as good as the bright red dress on Hong Shaoyao.Hong Shaoyao also thought it was reasonable, and remembered that the scarf had been burned by fire just now, it seemed that it would not be appropriate to give it away, so she stopped insisting.The three said goodbye, Dugu Xiaoqiu and Ran Qianxue rode after Ran Nanyuan to the direction of Yanxing Mountain, Hong Shaoyao waited for them to turn a corner and no one could be seen, looking down at the crimson scarf in her hand, her eyes revealed the long-lost tenderness.

"what?"

Suddenly, Hong Shaoyao noticed that there seemed to be handwriting on the crimson scarf, so she unfolded the scarf as much as possible, only to find that the scarf didn't seem to be heavy in her hand, but it was about half a foot in size, wrapped around her body, it could be used as a piece of clothing .It's just that the crimson scarf is almost transparent, if it is worn as clothes, people can have a panoramic view of everything that should be exposed on the body, and because of the hazy scarf, the body is even more charming.Not to mention that, Hong Shaoyao found that the place where the scarf was burned just now was not damaged, but there were a few more glittering writings. The four larger characters were "Zhi Yin Yuan Gong", and the smaller one was "Zhi Yin Yuan Gong". Below these four characters is a word 'dragon'.These glittering golden writings are gradually fading, and upon closer inspection, they seem to have appeared in places that were burned just now.There is a big secret hidden in this crimson scarf!As long as it is burned with fire, the secrets above can be reproduced in the world.Hong Shaoyao was shocked, and her first thought was to return the scarf to Dugu Xiaoqiu, but when she ran to the corner of the mountain road ahead, she saw many forks in the road, and the traces of Ran Nanyuan and his party had long since disappeared——Wen Ruoxu Ask Shangguan Qing to follow behind by dragging the branches with a horse to sweep away the traces, lest bandits take advantage of this to pursue them, but even Hong Shaoyao can't find them.Hong Shaoyao had no choice but to stop, carefully packed the crimson scarf and returned to the den of thieves, hoping in her heart to meet everyone again in the future and return it to Dugu Xiaoqiu.Dugu Xiaoqiu was following Ran Nanyuan all the way to the direction of Yanxing Mountain, and the mountains in front of him gradually increased. Although they were not very high, they were huge rocks, which made it difficult to climb over.Although the group of people saw the mountain in front of them, they couldn't ride up there, and followed Ran Nanyuan around the faintly visible path.

"Coming!"

Suddenly Ran Nanyuan was overjoyed and gave a low drink.Everyone looked at the rocks and low cliffs in front of them suspiciously. There were no temples revealed here, and the road was still difficult to identify. The only difference was the few farmers in front.Ran Nanyuan didn't look at the puzzled people, he rode his horse forward, dismounted in front of those farmers, clasped his fists in salute, and asked:

"I invite you fellow villagers. In Xiaran Nanyuan, come to Yexing Mountain to worship ancestors. I dare to ask you, carrying incense candles and paper money, trekking long distances, but who are you going to sacrifice to?"

"Your surname is Ran?" An elder among the farmers responded. They were a little scared when they saw Ran Nanyuan and his party riding horses and carrying swords. After all, banditry is serious in Song Dynasty now. Please rest, all heroes. The villain is a farmer at the foot of the mountain. His name is Li Wentai. I want to thank Heavenly King Wu Mourning for his life, so today I am here to thank you again with this old bone. Since your surname is Ran, could it be possible... that you are a descendant of Heavenly King Wu Mourning?"

Ran Nanyuan was very happy when he heard the words, anyone whose ancestors were admired and remembered by others would make future generations feel honored.Of course, he revealed his identity, which immediately made the people who came to pay homage excited and inexplicable. The elder named Li Wentai even knelt down to express his thanks. How dare Ran Nanyuan accept this great gift, and hastily supported him, feeling ashamed Said 'dare not'.Everyone was chatting happily, and they walked together naturally.Although Ran Nanyuan went to Yexing Mountain with his father to pay homage to his ancestors when he was young, after all, he was still young at that time, and he didn't remember the journey up the mountain very clearly.Along the way up the mountain, I met more and more people. When everyone saw the low stone temple from a distance, there were nearly a hundred worshipers around.Seeing this scene, Ran Nanyuan's eyes turned red, he tied the horse to the foot of the mountain, and led the crowd up to the stone temple.Facing the gate of the temple, the stone sculpture of Ran Min, the king of Wu mourning, has been blurred. After all, the stone temple has only one room without a door.

"Xiaoqiu, Qianxue, come here and kneel down to pay homage to the ancestors!" Ran Nanyuan placed offerings, lit incense candles, sprinkled wine, took the lead in leading his wife Gao Yurou to kneel on the ground, and then offered sacrifices to the two juniors, "Ancestor Wu Mourning The king of heaven, named Ran Min, fought against the Murong clan of Xianbei. Although he killed countless enemies, he was defeated in the end. Today, the unworthy descendants come to sacrifice, and the Murong clan is destroyed. Condolences to the ancestors again. The ancestors protect the Ran clan. There is knowledge under the spring, and the ancestors should also smile, worship again, and enjoy!"

The words of worshiping the ancestors were beyond Dugu Xiaoqiu's expectation, and there was no vow to restore the Ranwei Dynasty.He asked Ran Nanyuan, but Ran Nanyuan didn't take it seriously. He said that the descendants of the Ran family in the past had thought of restoring Ran Wei, but the ancestors did not allow it. Endless killings and battles, so I warn future generations not to use weapons rashly, let alone restore Ran Wei.After the simple and solemn worship, Ran Nanyuan led the crowd to sweep the tomb and repair the temple.At this time, Ran Nanyuan found that the other people around hadn't dispersed, but were watching and circulating something instead.It stands to reason that when the worship is over, everyone should disperse. When Ran Nanyuan came to worship the ancestors last time, there were not so many people staying.So he paid special attention, and sure enough, he saw a handwritten sacrificial message being circulated among the people who came to pay homage.Because the atmosphere here is solemn and solemn, no one made any noise, they just passed each other to watch.Ran Nanyuan looked from a distance in the crowd, and saw that the sacrificial words were written in a thin gold script, with clear bones and bold and bold style of writing, so he couldn't help but look at it carefully.

"The yellow sky is thick with earth, the ancestors are above!

The hometown of Longting, the Northern Land of the Great Song Dynasty.The year is Guimao, Qingming is cold food.The mountains are rugged and restrained, and the heroic soul is famous for living here.There used to be Wu Huan Hua and Yan Huang begging for work, and later Ran Min, the king of Wu Mourning Heaven, was respected.The barbarians from all directions slaughtered our people, and for a while the heroes were angry and killed Hu!It is difficult for the common people to fight all the time, but for the strong ancestors, they do not want to be sheep.The pitiful hero was not blessed by God, but was defeated by Xianbei, and finally Murong perverted, and God condemned him to dust.Although the emperor collapsed, there will be no drop of water in June, and the world will respect him, and Er Er, the rain master, will come in person.Unfortunately, the king of heaven did not extend the throne of the emperor, and Yanhuang was able to continue, so I should thank you!

Serve!

Homage to Fuzhou Huang! "