[Three Kingdoms] Burning incense and sacrificial wine

Chapter 24

If you say goodbye abruptly, you will naturally be asked why.

Where did Cui Song think of any reason, so he had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Seeing this, Xun Yu knew that he must have had a last resort, so he didn't ask any more questions, but told him to be careful all the way, and said that it was difficult to travel at night, so it was better to wait until dawn before leaving.

Cui Song agreed.Back at the inn, I told Xu Zhuo and others about it.

Xu Zhuo and the others were a little surprised. Gan Ji asked bluntly: "Young Master and Mr. Xun Lang have a very close relationship. They walked together and took care of each other. Why did you leave?"

But seeing Cui Song's appearance that she didn't want to talk more, Gan Ji hurriedly saluted, overstepping the rules, and retreated with the others to prepare supplies for the trip.

Only Cui Song was left stroking his forehead with a headache, thinking that this matter of leaving halfway really needs an explanation, otherwise even if he avoided Xi Zhicai's test, his cronies around him would be suspicious.

The next day, Cui Song thanked Xun Yu again and again, and prepared to leave.

There are only a few servants on his side, if he is on the road alone, it is not appropriate to use a car to drive.Cui Song thought for a while, then untied the two BMWs from the car, and the white steed "搦失" who had been following the team all the time, a total of three horses.He went to the post station to sell the cart, bought horses and harness, collected enough money, and rode southward.

Cui Song thought simply, going north is Luoyang, going west may meet foreigners, and going east is the direction of Yingchuan, the only choice is to go south.

Flipping through the map in his hand, Cui Song delineated a destination - Jingzhou.

I don't know if the current Jingzhou is under the jurisdiction of Liu Biao.

Thinking of some things in his mind, Cui Song put away the ancient simple map, patted Bai Ju's buttocks: "It's ok, let's go."

The whites of Baiju's eyes seemed to be turned upside down, and he stepped on the horse's legs, from stepping to jogging, and then galloping, faster and faster, almost becoming an afterimage.

Cui Song was almost thrown off.

This is Cui Song's first time riding this horse.Although he knew that this horse was unusual and was mentally prepared, he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

It's nothing more than extreme racing at high speeds, right?

He tightly pulled the rein of the horse, clamped the horse's belly forcefully, and his eyes were blinded by the wind.

From behind came Xu Zhuo's shouting with a heavy dantian: "Why is your lord so anxious?" We all know that you have "urgent matters" to do, but isn't this too urgent?

Cui Song almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

He had no time to explain the scapegoat, he just wanted to make the horse slow down quickly.

"Slow—" just as he opened his mouth, he was swallowed by the gust of wind, and almost lost his breath.

Cui Song leaned over, hugged the horse's neck, and buried his head, "Little ancestor, slow down!"

Baiju snorted, and finally slowed down mercifully, galloping at a relatively normal horse speed.

Cui Song straightened up, and found that his hair had been blown by the strong wind, so he grabbed a handful and loosened his bloody hand that was strangled by the reins.

Finally getting a chance to breathe, he looked back and could only see a small black dot in the distance, and there were no shadows of other people.

Cui Song twitched the corners of his mouth, and was about to rein in his horse to stop, when a man and a horse suddenly rushed out ahead, heading straight in his direction.

The avenue is wide, but he rushed towards him, Cui Song vaguely felt that something was wrong, and was about to drive his horse to avoid it, when the thousand-mile horse, which seemed to be a bad comer, had already rushed in front of him.

The man on horseback was wearing a short jacket with narrow sleeves and a bamboo hat covering most of his face.

Holding the rein with one hand, half of his body flew into the air, as if performing acrobatics, he kicked the steed under Cui Song's crotch.

Cui Song didn't have time to think about it, his body seemed to have self-awareness, and he had already reacted before his brain ordered him, drawing his sword and stabbing.

The sword was so sharp that the opponent had to withdraw his leg to avoid the fate of being cut into bones and flesh, and then drew a ring-sword from the side of the saddle to meet the long sword that was approaching in front of him.

With a clang, the long blades chirped.

Cui Song came back to his senses, glanced at the knife in the opponent's hand, and said deceitfully, "It's you again?"

The other party sneered, without the slightest intention of speaking, he rode his horse past Cui Song and walked away.

Cui Song was startled and suspicious, before he had time to catch his breath, the man turned his horse's head and rushed over again.

...It turns out that it is not a one-hit and go, but a change of direction to do it again?

The more flustered the heart is, the calmer the body becomes.It was obviously an extremely fast movement, but it seemed to be imprinted in his retina and transmitted to his brain frame by frame, dissecting every detail thoroughly.

The sword in his hand is like a finger, and it is connected with the consciousness, blocking the fierce sword moves time and time again, and counterattacking.

I don't know how many rounds of the battle, this enemy of unknown origin suddenly risked being stabbed by Cui Song, and slashed at Baiju's horse's head with a horizontal knife.

Cui Song was startled, he blocked the knife without thinking, and was bumped hard by the opponent, throwing him off the horse with the sword.

After all, he is not a real ancient man, even though his body still retains the instinct of self-defense, his horsemanship and fighting awareness are really poor.

When he was knocked off the horse, the swordsman wanted to make up for it, but the furious white horse bit his hand, pouted his hoof and knocked his horse back several steps.

Until then, Xu Zhuo, who is highly skilled in martial arts, will arrive.

"Lord?!"

Before condolences, Xu Zhuo rode his horse forward and intercepted the swordsman who wanted to kill the white horse.

Cui Song rolled twice on the ground, put his upper body on his elbows, and covered his burning forehead.

It's really unlucky, when I fell down, I just hit my head. Fortunately, the stone is not particularly sharp...

When he was about to find his way back, Xu Zhuo, a maid who was skilled in martial arts, arrived one step at a time, and held his hand nervously and worriedly.

"Young master? Are you injured?! How do you feel?"

Cui Song was about to say it's okay, suddenly, something flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but froze on the spot.

"My lord—" Gan Ji couldn't help but raise her voice.

Cui Song put down his hand, looked at the little blood on his palm, obviously lost his mind.

Seeing the blood on his head, Gan Ji gasped, and was pulling out a thin silk to stop the bleeding, but her wrist was clamped.

Cui Song looked at her warily: "Who are you?"

Gan Ji's face turned pale, her cherry lips trembled, and a broken syllable overflowed: "Master...?"

Cui Song couldn't bear it, temporarily gave up the plan in his heart, pretended to react, and let go of her hand: "It's Gan Ji. I'm fine, don't worry."

In the moment just now, Cui Song wanted to play a trick of amnesia by bumping his head this time.

Xi Zhicai's letter sounded the alarm for him.After all, he is not the original owner, and there is a possibility of revealing his secrets at any time.Instead of always worrying about the sword of Damocles falling, it is better to get rid of the fire from the bottom of the pot and avoid future troubles forever.

But he eventually changed his plans slightly.

All he wants is to plant such a seed, dig a foreshadowing, and let it germinate when needed... This fashion amnesia, apart from worrying Xu Zhuo and the others, has no greater use.

Cui Songren Ganji pressed her forehead with a thin silk, closed her eyes, trying to relieve dizziness and vomiting.

But when he completely calmed down, the blurred shadows in his mind gradually became clear, and they pieced together long-lost... modern scenes.

Cui Song saw "myself" sitting in the library, flipping through books with relish, with a "Comparative Table of Traditional and Simplified Chinese" by his hand, taking notes from time to time.

He obviously has short hair and a familiar face, but that leisurely demeanor and sitting posture always make him feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

As if aware of his gaze, "he" raised his head, smiled at him, put his index finger on his lips, and made a silent gesture.

Then, he said six words.

……

Cui Song suddenly opened his eyes.

Turning his gaze to the place where the metal and stones clashed, Xu Zhuo was on par with the unknown swordsman.In terms of martial arts, Xu Zhuo is better, but although his riding skills are considered good, he is not as good as the other party.

Soon, the swordsman took advantage of his riding skills, threw off Xu Zhuo, and left without a trace.

Xu Zhuo knew that he couldn't catch up, so he stopped chasing, got off his horse and rushed to Cui Song's side.

As soon as Cui Song saw him pulling up his clothes, he knew that he was going to apologize again, so he hurriedly stopped him, and repeatedly stated that this matter was not his negligence, but that his horse ran too fast.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhuo hesitated to speak: "My lord is eager to leave Xun Gongling and gallop away. Could it be that he has expected this for a long time?"

Cui Song: ...

He really wanted to say that he didn't run away because he expected someone to kill him, and he ran because the horse was racing instead of because he wanted to.As for why he left because he was afraid of getting Xun Yu involved...the idea is even bigger.

Xu Zhuo mistakenly took Cui Song's speechlessness as tacit consent, bowed to the end, and said with deep pain: "I also ask the lord to trust Zhuo once more, and don't take risks alone again."

Cui Song choked heavily, and wanted to explain, but couldn't.

Said that leaving is not for this reason?What is the reason?

Said that Biao Ma was not because he was in a hurry to leave?What is that for?

"The feeling of being close to the hometown is timid" and he dare not see the aspirations of the play. He can't say that the horse is not driven by himself but is raped or something.

In the end, Cui Song could only swallow the scapegoat silently, and responded vaguely.

At this time, Gan Ji, who had never interjected, proposed to ask Qiao Ji, who is knowledgeable in medicine, to heal his injuries.Cui Song's head is knocked and it's not suitable to walk around, it's better for Xu Zhuo to stay and protect him, while she rides back and brings Qiao Ji over.

Cui Song agreed with Gan Ji's suggestion, and was supported by her to sit down on the side of the road, covering his forehead with a thin silk, gritted his teeth and endured the tingling pain.

Gan Ji rode away on horseback, Xu Zhuo held a sword and patrolled around vigilantly, not daring to leave Cui Song for half a step.

The wound on Cui Song's forehead was not too deep, and the bleeding stopped after covering it.Only some blood was bruised, and it was a bit swollen, which looked quite scary.

Probably because of blood loss, he was a little drowsy, and when he was about to cover his yawn secretly, the sound of trampling horseshoes suddenly came from the east.

Xu Zhuo thought it was Gan Ji who came back, so he took two steps forward, his anxious expression turned serious.

"My lord, be careful."

Cui Song only felt that his head started to hurt again.

He raised his head wearily and asked weakly.

"Who is coming?"

Xu Zhuo grasped the sword in his hand tightly.

"I'm afraid it's a bandit."

Cui Song rubbed his temples, and suddenly thought of the six words that the modern "self" said to him when he bumped his head earlier.

--They come, the security.

The author has something to say:.

-※theater※-

(Since everyone wants to know where [Original Owner] went...)

1,

Roommate: Cui Song!Go out and bring me a meal.

Cui Dasong: (raising eyebrows)

(Peers calling names in person = contempt + rudeness)

Roommate: Hey, did you hear that? (pats on the shoulder)

Cui Dasong: (before his shoulders are "caught", he throws him to the ground) Who are you?

roommate:? ? ?

When did we have a martial arts master in our dormitory? ?

2,

Elective Course - College Chinese - Exam Site.

Cui Dasong: (writing like flying)

The Mandarin professor took a closer look:! ! !

%￥#%

Didn't Professor Cui say that his grandson's Chinese language is poor...? EXO? !Huanxiu Lishu traditional characters?

3,

Monthly Exam - Structural Mechanics.

Multiple-choice question 1: The principle of applying the maneuver method as the influence line of a statically indeterminate beam is: () A. Deformation condition; B. Balance condition; C. Principle of virtual work D. Superposition principle.

Cui Dasong: ... (dumb)