Li Ping'an filled their naan with hot water.

Then they walked into the tent and put hot watery naan on their little feet.

He added an extra handful of firewood to the fire and took a sip of wine to warm himself up.

Get ready to enter the visualization.

Jing Yu came over and said, "Brother Li, the west wind, the fierce horse, and the good wine, why don't we write a poem."

I say the previous sentence and you say the next sentence.

Thousands of mountain roads are dyed with snow, and a fierce horse sees an eagle in the west wind!"

Seeing that Li Ping'an didn't speak for a long time, Jing Yu said again: "Brother Li, it's your turn."

"I can't compose poetry." Li Ping'an said.

"Stop joking, Brother Li."

"Really not, those poems have nothing to do with me."

Jing Yu: "....How about we have a sword fight?"

"I can't compare to you."

Li Pingan said it very easily.

Jing Yu was a little anxious, "How do you know, I'm easy to fight."

"I won't fight either."

Jing Yu gritted his teeth, "Then let's play piano!"

"I can't play the piano."

"You play the erhu, and I'll play the piano!"

"Oh~"

"Then let's start competing?" Jing Yu was delighted.

"No comparison."

Jing Yu was about to be driven crazy, "How on earth do you want to compare with me?"

Li Ping'an said helplessly: "What about this? You go wait for me in the forest in front and don't disturb the child's sleep."

"Okay, no problem!"

Jing Yu was so happy that his three steps turned into two and he jumped into the forest.

After he left, Li Pingan regained his composure.

Enter a state of visualization.

Fortune: [Diligence can make up for weakness], [Single-mindedness] activates

Two thoughts flashed through my mind.

...........

The next morning.

The team heading south set off again.

Li Pingan ignored the resentful gaze behind him.

"Do you know what's most popular in the desert outside the pass?" Jing Yu shouted.

No one answered, and Jing Yu didn't feel embarrassed.

Ask yourself and answer: "The most numerous zombie army in this desert is the zombie army! If you encounter them, you will be in trouble."

A bright moon was shrouded in dark clouds, and the vast desert sea fell into a dark night.

No one spoke, no sound.

There were only occasional formations of wild geese flying across the sky.

Li Ping'an listened to the sound of wind in his ears and suddenly caught the sound of footsteps.

It was a man wearing straw sandals, his hat was pressed down, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Wrap a knife in sheepskin and put it in your armpit.

"Can you borrow a fire?"

Li Ping'an made a please gesture.

The man sat down and took out the bulging things in his arms.

It's a dead eagle.

Cui Cai glanced at the man and clenched the weapon at his waist vigilantly.

The man quickly hollowed out the inside of the eagle and drained the blood.

Then he began to roast it over the fire.

After a while, he started eating as if no one was watching.

Li Pingan pursed his lips and handed over the wine gourd.

"There's wine."

The man took the wine, tore the eagle in his hand into two halves, and handed half to Li Ping'an.

Li Pingan took over the eagle and completed the transaction.

To be honest, he has never eaten anything like this.

I took a bite today and it tasted weird.

It's not too delicious, but it's not too unpalatable either.

"Brother, you are not an ordinary person. Even if you are a Confucian scholar, you don't look like a scholar at all."

Jing Yu leaned on a tree branch, holding a piece of weed in his mouth, and asked leisurely.

The man was silent for a moment and said, "I stopped studying a long time ago."

"What are you going to do if you don't study? Change your career?" Jing Yu said as always.

Li Ping'an just ate the eagle meat and didn't talk much.

"Find someone."

"who?"

"My woman, her surname is Yan, is a Confucian scholar like me. She disappeared ten years ago."

After eating the eagle meat, the man thanked him and left.

Jing Yu said to himself and shook his head, "It is a pity for such a person to turn from a Confucian scholar to a hegemon, with a violent voice in his heart."

The next day, the team heading south continued to set off.

In the evening, we arrived at a village.

The village is not big, somewhat dilapidated, with earthen walls and thatched roofs, short and dirty.

At the entrance of the village squatted a little old man with a stooped back, holding a pipe in his hand and his head curled up.

When I saw someone coming, I stood up.

Cui Cai shouted: "Old man, we are traveling. Can we stay in the village for a night when it gets dark? We will pay for it."

The little old man looked at the group of people and saw that the other person was bringing four children.

His vigilance was no longer so strong, "Okay, then come with me."

The village was so quiet that there was no barking of dogs. Everyone in the village must have rested at this time.

The little old man held an oil lamp and walked in the front.

Soon, we came to a courtyard.

The little old man opened the door and said, "Everyone in the village is asleep. Old man, the house I live in is too small, so you should stay here for the night first."

Cui Cheng thanked them, and the old man left an oil lamp for them and left.

"I feel like this village is a little weird." Cui Cai frowned.

The eldest brother Cui Cheng asked: "Tell me more specifically."

Cui Cai pursed his lips, "I can't tell you the specifics, but I always felt that there was an eerie feeling when I entered the village."

Suddenly, there was a scream.

"Jing Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Yu closed his eyes, as if he suddenly lost consciousness, and fell to the ground.

Fat Jun, who was already timid, was startled.
To be continued...