I don’t know how long it took, Fu Qing woke up and sniffed. The air was a little wet. Fu Qing didn’t think it was northwest. Is it raining? I heard it drizzling. I remember that I was unconscious in a hole in a dead tree. Who saved me? Fu Qing stood up from the bed with his tired body and slowly looked around. The leaking window was foggy outside. It was really raining, and the air became refreshing. A few big bubbles on his mouth disappeared.

I reached out to touch my forehead, and the fever subsided. I waved my arms and felt that it was my own. I had been entangled with myself for a long time, making me weak and weak, and felt that my body was not my own. I couldn't do anything to myself. I survived and had a full sleep. I felt refreshed and I had endless energy all over my body.

After a while, a boy came in from outside, or rather, a half-year-old boy, who was about the same age as himself. The boy was thin but not weak, with no extra fat on his body, his muscles tightly stuck to his bones, his eyes were bright and his face was pale, as if he hadn't eaten a full meal in 17 or 18 days, carrying a thick-backed sword that was absolutely inconsistent with his figure. The weight of the knife and his weight were obviously equal, and he thought he was a strong man.

"Young man, thank you for your help."

The boy smiled heartily, showed his white teeth, and waved his hands repeatedly, "It's not me who saved you, it's Mayor Huang who saved you."

While speaking, a middle-aged man in his forties walked in with a tattoo on his forehead like a knife. He was not old, seven feet tall, straight waist, plump and rosy complexion, his hair and beard were all black, his combed neatly and refreshingly, not like a person who grew up in the wind and sand. He was tied with a square scarf commonly used by scholars, and his body was clean and washed with white hair and gauze robes.

Middle-aged man walked in from all directions, saw Fu Qing wake up, and smiled, "Wake up, pack up, then let's go on the road. Calculate the time and it's time to wake up. It's just a quarter of an hour left, and everyone will gather together."

The young man respectfully saluted the middle-aged man, "Good mayor."

Fu Qing looked around and found that the document bag he carried with him had been opened. He thought that the mayor had seen the order to move inward and knew who he was, and he also politely said, "I will not thank you for your great kindness. The mayor's grace will be remembered in his heart for saving his life. Fu Qing will be rewarded in the future."

Mayor Huang was very casual and waved his hand, "It's not enough to raise his hands. Now it's not time to go out. The old land of Loulan has collapsed and cannot survive. The emperor is polite to the people, which is really a blessing for all people. Yongzhou is a good territory. The emperor drew a Fengshui treasure land. The Kushu Town is about to flourish. It's a pity that the person the emperor is looking for is not in Kushu Town, which is going to disappoint him." As he said that, he turned around and walked out, pointed at the thin boy, and said to Fu Qing, "By the way, this kid's surname is Zhao, and his name is Xing. He takes care of you on the way, so you can call him Xiaobai."

As he said that, he ordered paying for the goods and said that everyone had already gathered. He set off at this time. Huang Zhenzhuo had extraordinary medical skills and still looked like a fairy-like appearance. Compared with Zhong Banxia, ​​a famous doctor in the capital, he might be a little better than that in the capital. Could it be that he is the successor of Qimen?

"Xiaobai?" Fu Qing murmured in his heart. The boy was not only thin, but also a little black. He couldn't get along with Xiaobai. Why did he call Xiaobai? The boy Zhao Xing, who carried a big knife, walked up with a smile and patted Fu Qing on the shoulder, "We are not outsiders. My father is Zhao Sima, the Shenwu Army, and he works under the command of the Dacheng."

Zhao Sima! Fu Qing was a little surprised. Zhao Sima was Zhao Nuo and Zhao Chengyi, Uncle Zhao, his father's right-hand man. He was a teacher since childhood. When he was a child, he always heard Zhao Sima say that he had two sons in Mobei, which was not worry-free. He caused trouble a lot and caused a lot of trouble to his wife. He said that if you have the opportunity to meet you three brothers in the future, he would definitely play together. Xiaobai Xiaobai, just say that Uncle Zhao likes calligraphy. The eldest son is named Kai, the name of the word "大子生活", and the name of the word "大子生" was two months younger than him.

Fu Qing and Zhao Sima's son had never met each other. He never thought that he would meet in Kushu Town. A few days ago, he heard in the capital that Zhao Sima was the third brother of Lihua Wuyi and had clues to the imperial city. There were rumors that Qimen traces were traces in Kushu Town. Fu Qing felt that Zhao Xing would not be the new generation successor of Qimen. It seemed that he was late and was taken first.

Fu Qing is a free and easy person. If you can't learn it, you won't learn it. Most of the well-known Qimen people from ancient times to the present are ministers of the country, or they are hermits. The famous ones include Jiang Ziya, Zhang Liang, Zhuge Liang, and Guiguzi and Huangshigong. Even if they really get the true teachings of Qimen, he doesn't want to assist Fu Rui, and he looks down on Fu Rui.

When I saw Zhao Xing, I was a little surprised and surprised. I took a closer look and found that Zhao Xing was quite similar to Uncle Zhao, especially the same between my eyebrows. "Why are you here? When I was a child, I heard your father tell you that you were in Mobei, and when did you go south?"

Zhao Xing was a little melancholy, unlike the children of the same age. His tender face had vicissitudes and even had a mature taste. He sighed and said, "It's a long story. He came with my mother, who came from the desert and the south. He went through a lot of hardships. The previous part was that he finally found his father at Saiye, but found that his father took his concubine. His mother was angry and took me and his brother away. His father chased me and tried to keep him. However, his mother had decided to rob us brothers. My mother disagreed and quarreled, and the brother couldn't stand them. He took me in. He ran away with me."

"How long has it been, you are not afraid of Uncle Zhao being anxious."

"Why is he not in a hurry when he takes a concubine?" Zhao Xing raised his head and snorted, "I should be anxious to death."

Fu Qing laughed silently, and his father's idol halo was shattered in the child's young mind. He packed up his own things and asked Zhao Xing, "How long has it been."

Zhao Xing looked up and thought for a while, "Half a year? No, it's been more than five months, it's almost half a year."

"Half a year, your heart is really big. If you have something to do here, go back to Thunder Ye with me, I will deal with Uncle Zhao for you." Fu Qing smiled and said, "You are younger than me, so I will call me Brother Qing from now on."

Zhao Xing grinned and looked dissatisfied, "You are younger than me. You can call me Brother Xing or Brother Xiaobai from now on, so I will protect you."

Pay the penis and say, "Do I know how old you are, and I know you were born in that year and that month."

Zhao Xing knocked on the thick-backed knife on his back, making a sound, with a arrogant look on his face, and swept the thin body of Fu Qing's neck, "Did you see this knife? You are the brother who can move it? If you can't, whoever has the ability is the brother."

Fu Qing smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you are brother, you are brother." But he didn't know that he really couldn't handle that knife. Zhao Xing was born with great strength. He looked thin and hungry in the dry tree town. His life was difficult. He hadn't seen much meat and fish.

Why Zhao Feibai is in Kushu Town? His explanation of Fu Qing is not fully trusting. The descendants of the Five Elements of Lihua must have something to do with the Emperor City and Qimen, but this is not important. Having your own team is the top priority. If the emperor had not agreed to finish the trip and give himself the opportunity to lead the army alone, he would not have come. Unfortunately, the mayor knew what the emperor was looking for, and pointed out that the person he was looking for was not there, and he didn't know if it was considered completing the task after going back.

(End of this chapter)
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