Full of evil reborn male [Live]

Chapter 121

[There is not enough data to the west of Qilian Mountain, so it is impossible to judge. 】

[I'm going, anchor Ke, you really deserve to be beaten up, maybe you won't be reminded earlier if there is a snowstorm? !People have been away for more than ten days, even if they rush to rescue, they will be cold... Bah, bah, bah! ]

[The Middle Ages without comprehensive climate control is really horrible. I want to see a snow show and I have to go to the original planet to buy tickets. ]

[Hey Hey hey!Didn't say there will be a snowstorm, right?Even Pinlu has less than 70% chance. ]

[I don't even look at what year it is!When white disasters come on the grasslands these years, corpses are strewn across the fields, not only cattle and sheep are destroyed, but people are also destroyed if they do not escape. ]

[Isn’t General Zhong on the grassland? ! ]

[......]

[Everyone, I am also used to the government's adjustment of the weather. I forgot that the gods did not follow the rules in the middle ages. Besides, although the autumn tiger was a little hot before the cold dew, it is not too strange. It was hot for several days before I found the problem. Is it? 】

Zhong Ke is also a little panicked. Zhong Jiajun is the great god of wealth in his live broadcast room. Although the "Second Uncle Beauty and Prosperity Party" and the "Farming Hegemony Party" have taken the limelight, they disagree with each other when it comes to rewards. Just hundreds of thousands of star coins!

Even if you don't talk about the benefits, I have been with Ah Xian for more than a year, and I have witnessed the little things between him and General Zhong. He has been in love for a long time. He even calls himself Xiao Lizi's natal brother. Encountering big trouble, my heart is also anxious.

But others can be anxious, but the host must not be anxious, Xiao Lizi has a miserable face, and he is still waiting for him to be the backbone!

[Ah Xian, don't worry, the best way is to be prepared and take someone to meet General Zhong, whether there is snow or not, there is no big mistake in being careful.The optical brain can only collect information such as weather, geography, and humanities near you. If there is nothing to do when you go to the ground, you can treat it as a sightseeing trip. generator! 】

"It makes sense." Li Xian replied in a low voice.

Everything is important to Di Qiu, but no matter how important it is, how can it compare to the life and death of his own family? !

Li Xian immediately went back to the government office, cut through the mess quickly, sorted out all the important matters, and entrusted all of them to my uncle. Only Ah could gain his trust in Diqiu and persuade the crowd to suppress various factions. uncle.

"What's the matter? Why is it suddenly so urgent?" Zheng Jin frowned, and was a little dazed.

"...Shimen sent a message suddenly, deduced that there may be heavy snowstorms in the area of ​​Pinglu this winter! Although the area of ​​Gehele is unknown, Ah Heng brought a caravan there. A snowstorm is more terrifying than my land in the Central Plains."

"Snowstorm! You... How sure are you of the master's astronomical calculation?!"

Hearing these words, Zheng Jin's expression was serious. Natural disasters and man-made disasters, one mishandling could mean the lives and deaths of thousands of people.

"Pinglu has a [-]% calculation, and Gehele can't calculate it." Li Xian looked firmly at Uncle's worried eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice before he could persuade him: "Uncle, Although Ah Heng and I do not have a romantic alliance, we are bonded by love, we have a life-and-death relationship. Waiting for news from afar, sitting in a sad city, is not something I would do!"

He stretched out his hand to hold Uncle's cold hand, grinned suddenly, and said, "Uncle, I have a mysterious teacher, and I have a way to deal with it. Gehele may not have a snowstorm. I went to meet him just in case, Uncle, you just let me rest for ten months and let me loosen my airs. I am really tired of carrying the burden of thousands of people in this official hat! "

Zheng Jin's eyes were faintly watery, and there was a slight smile on his lips. He felt full of sadness. He stretched out his hand to caress Ah Chou's young and stubborn face, and sighed softly: "You are really like a sister. If you think that person, you will be desperate. I hope you don't let down your affection like her... Remember to cherish yourself, no matter what, you still have uncle.

go! "

Li Xian blinked, blinking away the sudden surge of enthusiasm, suddenly hugged Uncle tightly, choked with sobs and laughed: "Uncle, do you think your Chou is such a deeply affectionate and lifeless person? If he dares to disappoint me, I will cut him off first! Don't worry, I will put myself first in everything, and I will get that kid to be a monster!"

Now that Li Xian's trip was a foregone conclusion, Zheng Jin stopped talking softly and pretentiously, took over the urgent matters from his nephew, dispatched them one by one, and packed up some urgent and useful things vigorously, dispatching the most capable person of the Zheng family Together with Zheng Qing and Zheng Chi, the guards escorted Mr. Li to Gehele.

It took a whole day to prepare the manpower and equipment for Mr. Li's trip in a hurry. Zheng Jin solemnly said: "A Chou, you are going to meet Zhongheng. I can't stop you, but you have to promise me to take you with me again." last person."

"Who?"

"Zhong Wudi."

Li Xian was taken aback, and then came to a sudden realization.

The captain of the invincible urban management, fierce as fire, ruthless in law enforcement, and a bunch of minions under his command frighten Xiao Xiao, who is really scared when he hears it, and his legs are weak when he sees it. Bandit number "Zhong Wudi"!

Speaking of Lao Zhong, he has guarded the north for many years and is familiar with barbarism. He is an extravagant figure who "travels thousands of miles into the barbaric land and takes the head of the enemy". Le Yuta is just a meadow.

With him in the same company, it is [-]% safer.

What's more, the one who might be in danger is his valued son, it's really unreasonable for this old man not to leave the mountain!

Be sure to bring someone with you!

Facing Lao Zhong, Li Xian didn't say anything pretentious, and straightforwardly talked about the master's weather forecast and his own plans.

Lao Zhong listened to him with a dark face, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Is there really a snow disaster? The vast grassland, you can find him?!"

"Don't be afraid of [-], just in case. My teacher has the secret method of tracing, and can find close people."

Lao Zhong's face turned even darker when he heard the brat's undisguised brazen words, but he was justly worried about his son, willing to take risks, and gave up his stable life, but went to meet him in person, he couldn't even spit Next mouth.

I could only stare and shouted: "Then what are you waiting for? Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, do you still need to prepare a dowry?!"

This bastard boy really doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, hurriedly went to equip the necessary luggage, before going out, he stopped suddenly and said: "Don't talk about this with my wife, women, don't worry too much."

"...I know."

Li Xian nodded, knowing what he meant, Mrs. Wen's eldest son had no bones left, and if she was shocked to hear about the danger of her younger son, she might not be able to bear it.

Therefore, this time is mainly to meet the caravan, and the most important thing is to go and return quickly. Li Xian is also a light vehicle, and he brings the necessary horses and manpower, and prepares medicines to prevent frostbite, cold-proof items, food and grass, and rushes out. All snow and disaster prevention matters were handed over to Zheng Jin and Shiping Silu, and they informed the county magistrate Lu Tao.

Do your best, and then listen to fate.

***

The sky is gloomy, the clouds are like lead color, thick and heavy, and it makes people feel heavy. The weather has been clear for more than ten days, and it is like a child's face. Wrapped in a jacket, I feel a little chilly.

Steward Wu tightened the thickened sheepskin jacket on his body, frowned, and said:

"Officer Zhong, the weather is a little bit wrong. I'm afraid it's going to change. I'll hurry up. If I can get to Bema Tubu before sunset, there will always be a place to hide."

Zhongheng stared intently at the gloomy sky, nodded, and ordered: "Hurry up!"

"This Bema Tu tribe is a small tribe separated from a large tribe. It is said that it is also a direct bloodline of a barbarian chieftain. It's just that the elder brother established the Aohan tribe, and the exiled younger brother led his followers to build a tribe. There are also 500 people in the Bema Tu tribe, and 'Bema Tu' means the second son."

Steward Wu rode his horse along while talking to the school officer about the origins of this clan and various taboos.

The barbarians are like this, they live in wild groups, they are full of joy when they meet a caravan, and they are extremely enthusiastic. When they talk, they even call out their wives and daughters to sleep with the guests.But if any taboos are provoked, they will turn their faces when they talk about turning their backs, shouting and killing, robbing everything, and even leaving people as slaves.

But ordinary small tribes are not so far. After all, there are too many things on the grassland that need to be exchanged by caravans. If a group of caravans are cheated, how can there be a second stupid roe deer willing to be fooled? !

Even the princes and nobles of those big tribes, although they don’t regard the Han people as human beings, they are still willing to give some face when they meet caravans, and they are rich and powerful when they buy things. earn.

"Harmony makes money. Guanshi Wu's words are justified. Officer Zhong, it's okay for you to keep a dark face in front of us. When you go to the tribe, you'd better be kind, so as not to scare away customers."

Yan Qing straddled a handsome blue horse, with her legs clamped, she chased after Zhong Heimian's horse.

Now he is no longer Wuxia Amon, after a long time in the northwest, he has practiced his riding skills, and he is no longer the weak chicken who was so weak that his waist was sore and his legs were weak even after walking a few more steps. Although the pimple meat is not as good as it is, galloping horses and galloping is no problem.

Zhong Heng ignored Yan Qing's occasional provocations, frowned and touched the "protection money" on his wrist lightly. It had been almost four days since the last summons, and the luster was still dim. It's like warm soup to the touch, and it's almost not full of "energy".

A Xianyuan said that he needs to get enough sunshine, and he can send another message in three days. Now that the weather is gloomy and the sun cannot be seen, this "charging" has actually prolonged the time, which really makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Since it is not fully charged, the last spare communication opportunity cannot be easily wasted.

The wind on the prairie is unobstructed, and once the wind blows, it will be stronger than in the Central Plains, whistling, whirling and blowing past, and the long grass that reaches the knees is blown to the ground, and I can't straighten up for a while .There was a gust of wind and then cold, but after walking against the wind for half an hour, the body obviously felt a little colder again. The horse trembled uneasily while walking, and snorted a few times from time to time.

The sky became more and more gloomy, and the lead cloud seemed to be pressing on the top of the head. The wind blew violently for a while, making people walk with their heads buried in their heads, not daring to open their eyes, and then stopped suddenly.

A few drops of coolness suddenly touched the face and melted quickly.

Zhong Heng looked up at the sky, gray and white dots slowly falling down, it was snowing.