"Oh, Senior Brother Chen Qiu, you don't know how I spent the past six months."

On the high ground on the roadside, it was getting late, and two bonfires were born in the Momen. Guy Li also brought food and water, and made tea with herbs.

By the bonfire, Li Yijian sat on the stone with a big golden knife, took off his upper body, and talked loudly to Chen Qiu with a naked body.

Beside him, the manager of the Li family was dealing with the wound on his arm for the young master.

The wound was not deep, nor did it hurt the muscles and bones.

However, the bamboo guns used by those refugees are mostly rusted, so they have to deal with the wound carefully to avoid infection, or worse, leaving behind tetanus and other diseases.

"After you left Luoyang, I was trapped at home by my dad for 3 months!"

The young master of the Li family looked unlucky. He picked up the wine pot with his other hand, handed it to Chen Qiu, and then kept saying:

"I finally lifted the ban, but my dad didn't allow me to stay away from the Central Plains, so I could only walk around the business near Luoyang."

"I'm going to squat and can't drink."

Chen Qiu used a wooden stick to slam the bonfire and rejected the wine handed over by Li Yijian.

The latter shrugged and didn't care. Anyway, in his heart, Senior Brother Chen Qiu was a strange-tempered person.

He picked up the wine pot and took a sip, then handed it to the silent companion beside him. The latter seemed to have a good relationship with Li Yijian, so he took it and took a sip.

"When you are walking in the Central Plains, how did you come to this place in Xiaoxiang?"

The Qingqing girl beside Chen Qiu asked curiously while gnawing on the roasted jerky:

"I also encountered bandits robbers."

"That's because I worked hard."

The former bald boy smiled and asked the manager to take some sugar cakes from the carriage, handed them to Qingqing, and then said proudly:

"I followed my father's wishes and worked diligently around Luoyang to deliver goods. After working for more than four months, I finally asked my father to allow me to go further.

This time I came to Xiaoxiang with the manager to deliver medicinal materials to Xiaoxiang Jianmen.”

Li Yijian took another sip of wine and said to Chen Qiu and Qingqing:

"My family sends medicinal materials twice a year. One is to maintain their relationship with Xiaoxiang Jianmen, and the other is to ask them to protect my Li family's business in Xiaoxiang."

Speaking of this, the bald boy was also a little depressed, he said:

"I haven't had any trouble walking for many years. As a result, when I came here for the first time, I encountered bandits robbers. I was so lucky."

This bald boy's luck is really not very good.

Chen Qiu chuckled, he didn't mention this, changed the topic and said to Li Yijian:

"I just watched you fight, but my sword skills are sophisticated and I have a lot of courage. I have fought in the past six months?"

"yes."

When talking about martial arts, Li Yijian was excited and a little sad, and he said:

"The land of Qilu has become more and more chaotic in the past six months, allowing many homeless refugees to enter the Central Plains. It is not bad around Luoyang, but there are even more bandits in the far away.

When I went to Taihang Mountain to receive goods, I encountered several disasters.

I am not afraid of laughing at my senior brother. I was furious when I fought with them for the first time. I couldn't even hold the knife in my hand. I forgot the sword technique you taught so much that I could only chop and kill randomly.

If it weren't for the mountaineering people who brought the goods warehouse in Xiaohu brothers, I would have been buried in the Taihang area."

The bald boy recalled the past with a look of nostalgia.

He patted the silent companion beside him and said to Chen Qiu:

"This is my brother Zhang Xiaohu. He was originally the supervisor of my warehouse in Taihang Mountain. After saving me, he walked with me."

"oh?"

Chen Qiu blinked.

The Li family medicine shop opened a warehouse in Taihang Mountain, but the money he paid was for communicating with the mountain ghost Gongsun Yu.

He looked at the rather silent companion beside Li Yijian. Is it the warehouse he had in charge before?

This is really fate.

The boy looked like a good muscle and bone, and he looked about the same size as Li Yijian. He wore black boxing gloves on his hand, like Chabao's finger guard gloves, embellished with steel pieces.

It seems that Zhang Xiaohu is a martial artist.

"Hehe, senior brother, I gave my 'secret book' to Brother Xiaohu. He is quite talented in boxing. In three months, he was able to practice it."

Li Yijian blinked sneakily. He took the strange knife at his hand and handed it to Chen Qiu. He said proudly:

"Brother Xiaohu also gave his treasure to me. Senior brother, please observe my knife. Is it good?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qiu reached out to take the knife handed over by Li Yijian.

He looked at the knife in his hand with a strange look. The knife was quite slender, more than four feet long, longer than an ordinary knife.

Moreover, the handle is much longer than the tools used by ordinary people in the world.

The handle of the knife was carefully wrapped with red cloth strips. The knife was hollowed out with a circle, the blade turned inward and had a smooth arc shape, which was very different from the Central Plains weapons.

"bass"

Chen Qiu pulled out the blade.

In the response of the bonfire and the dusk sunlight, the snow-white blade has layers of cloud patterns, which is extremely cold.

And there are a few weird words near the handle of the knife.

"Ghost のたま"

Chen Qiu whispered the pronunciations of those characters, which shocked Li Yijian and Zhang Xiaohu beside him widened their eyes, and Qingqing also asked in surprise:

"Senior brother, do you understand this text?"

"Learn a little."

Chen Qiu closed the knife in his hand, held it up with both hands, and checked it carefully.

After a moment, he handed the receipt back to Li Yijian and said:

"This is a Japanese sword. The style should be a knife, but it is not forged by famous artists. It can be considered a good knife.

But compared to the knife itself, I am more curious about where you brother got the Japanese knife, this world... Well, I mean, there are Japanese people walking in this world?"

Li Yijian took back his beloved knives. He looked at Zhang Xiaohu and said to Chen Qiu:

"This knife is said to be Xiaohu's father, who was obtained from Japanese merchants.

I also heard from my father that when the sea routes were not cut off in the early years, there were indeed Japanese people in Quanzhou, but I had never seen them before."

"The sea route is cut off?"

Chen Qiu grabbed the point and asked:

"How to cut off?"

"wind."

The silent Zhang Xiaohu suddenly spoke:

"Before my father changed his career, he was a businessman from Quanzhou.

I heard him say that more than 20 years ago, on the sea route from our Central Plains to Japan outside the region, there was suddenly a strong wind blowing, blocking the sea route from the smooth flow, and even the largest sea boat could not go out to sea.

The businessmen were cut off because of this.”

"But in recent years, the strong winds at sea seem to have become weaker."

Li Yijian continued:

"It was also the last time I followed my father to visit Mr. Lei, I heard Mr. Lei say it casually.

Heluo Gang traveled to the world, and it seemed that there were ships to Japan in the early years. He said that according to the current situation, I am afraid that the wind might calm down in more than ten years."

"So that's the case?"

Chen Qiu's inner doubts were not resolved.

But he still subconsciously held the sword jade in his hand. More than 20 years ago, wasn’t that the time when Zhang Moye found the immortal fate?

Many things seem to happen at that node, and Chen Qiu has to explore the secrets himself.

"By the way, senior brother."

The few people chatted and laughed for a while, and Qingqing added fuel to the fire of Suzhou to others, describing Chen Qiu as if he was a god from heaven, and Li Yijian exclaimed his loyalty.

This guy probably drank wine in order to suppress the pain in his arms, and he was already slightly drunk at this time.

He looked at Chen Qiu and asked softly:

"I saw you using a knife before. Although you were still Guiyan's sword technique, there were sword shadows dancing around. Could it be that you have learned new techniques from Guiyan's sword?"

"I did understand something."

Chen Qiu held the thick porcelain teacup and glanced at Li Yijian, saying:
To be continued...