Chapter 462

Seeing the jade plate of Chu Yan's identity, Shen Qing is stunned for a moment, and then looks up at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan looked at her and said with a smile: "although I'm a teacher, I haven't really taught you anything useful. Now I have to say that the only thing I have is the contribution point of the clan in the jade identity card. If you need to, you can go to the leader of luoshanhe hall to see if you can use it first. There are still many resources in Lianxing valley, It's going to improve you a lot. "

Although Chu Yan uses a relaxed tone, Shen Qing feels that her heart is pricked by a needle.

Just because she doesn't like to talk doesn't mean she can't feel other people's feelings.

At this time, Chu Yan's words obviously had a taste of entrustment that could never come back.

If the disciples of the sect didn't have the determination to die, who would give their identity to others.

Just like the previous deacon Yang Wen, he gave Chu Yan the jade card of his identity, and was ready to rush into the tide of beasts and never come back.

Take a deep breath, take the jade card of Chu Yan's identity, Shen Qing's finger joints because of force, are slightly trembling, pinch white.

"All right." Chu Yan patted Shen Qing's head for the last time. "When I come back, I want to see your obvious progress."

With that, Chu Yan turned around and never looked back.

Behind him, Shen Qing's tears ran down her cheeks. She held the jade plate of Chu Yan's identity tightly and gave a heavy hum.

With the passing of August, the last heat of summer is gradually replaced by the cool of early autumn.

After autumn, it's almost the end of another year.

In a flash of time, the year passed quickly.

January 5 is the first few days of the year.

A heavy snow, falling down.

Mountains and rivers are dyed with a layer of pure silver, between breathing, the feeling of ice, straight into people's heart and lung.

A post station near the border of Nanyuan Prefecture is very conspicuous in the vast white.

It's a post station. In fact, it's a shed covering half an acre, surrounded by walls made of bamboo strips and mud. At most, it can stop the whistling north wind.

For a country, such a place as the border is wild and few people pass by. Therefore, even near the official road, this post station is extremely simple.

On this snowy winter day, this post station is for passers-by to come in and have a rest. At most, they can drink hot water and have a simple hot meal.

At the moment, seven or eight tables were randomly placed in the post station.

Half of them were scattered with six or seven dusty guests.

The shopkeeper and the second child of the post station were leaning on the cushion beside the fire, squinting and dozing.

In this winter, there are few pedestrians, and they have few guests to entertain.

At this time, a rapid sound of horse's hooves came from a distance, and the sound was not small. It was obviously not an ordinary horse team.

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er have been running the inn here all the year round. When they hear the sound of the horse's hooves, they immediately open their eyes and look into the distance.

Soon, in the vast white, more than ten riders appeared in their field of vision.

The shopkeeper's eyes showed a look of doubt. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. A moment later, his eyes flashed, and he quickly pushed the little boy beside him: "go out to meet you, it's the border guard!"

Hearing the cry of the shopkeeper, the sleepy guests in the post station were shocked. Qi Qi looked out of the post station.

This place already belongs to the territory of Nanyuan Prefecture. It's said that it's a frontier guard. Naturally, it's a sergeant of Nanyuan Prefecture.

The sound of more than ten soldiers trampling on the earth is getting closer and closer. Even the fragile bamboo walls of the post station are shaking and falling large amounts of snow.

Soon, with the warm greeting of the shopkeeper and the second child, the curtain of the gate of the post station was lifted.

When the cold wind and ice and snow poured in, more than ten tall and strong men with swords around their waists and fierce faces walked into the post station.

When they came in, they looked around.

The original guests in the post station did not dare to look at each other and bowed their heads.

Seeing this, the leader of the garrison sneered and asked the others to sit down.

He sat alone at a table. Dala threw his long sword and armor on the table and let out a clang sound. He stepped on the bench with one foot and cried out: "shopkeeper, come up with the wine and meat. We have to hurry after eating our brothers! Speed up

"Good!" Obviously, it's not the first time for the shopkeeper to deal with the frontier garrison. At the moment, he urged the little two to go to work quickly, and at the same time, he personally drank wine for the garrison. He said politely, "your honor, are you invited to the 30th anniversary celebration of Your Majesty's accession to the throne, and are you in a hurry to go back to the capital?"

"That's right." The sergeant at the head of the garrison grinned with uncontrollable pride.

The shopkeeper quickly put up his thumb: "although the celebration of the 30th anniversary of his Majesty's accession to the throne is a celebration of the whole country, not everyone can be invited to participate. If you can have this honor, you will surely hold an important position in the army, and you will be prosperous in the future. That's nothing to say!"

Originally, it was a proper flattery, but at the moment, the sergeant's face sank down, and he slapped the shopkeeper in the face.

It was so loud that all the guests in the post station felt a stabbing pain on their cheeks, as if they slapped them on their faces.

The shopkeeper turned around and fell to the ground. The wine pot he was holding also fell to pieces.

Half of his cheek, the whole swelling up, an eye only left a gap, the corner of the mouth dripping blood.

A moment later, the shopkeeper coughed a few times and spit out a few broken teeth covered with blood.

The chief Sergeant gave him a cold look: "what nonsense! Pour the wine! But for your Majesty's accession to the throne, you would have died long ago if you could not see blood easily these days! "

This scared the shopkeeper to shiver. He got up in a hurry and didn't dare to say a word more. He poured the wine again in a hurry. When the waiter brought up a few pots of cooked meat, he quickly hid away.

In the originally quiet post station, there was a sound of eating and drinking and wheezing.

After a few glasses of wine, the sergeant, who had just been the leader, seemed to think of what the shopkeeper had just said, slapped him heavily on the table.

To be a garrison on the border, you must be a warrior in the real martial arts realm. Your strength is not better than that of ordinary people.

At this moment, he slapped down, the table was immediately punched through a big hole, and the whole table shook twice, almost falling apart.

"It's been three years since I held an important position or made a great success! Three years to throw me in the border where the birds don't shit! What you want is nothing! How can I make a smooth progress! " The chief Sergeant opened his mouth and drank angrily. His words were full of anger. "What a nice promise three years ago! The result! When I'm used up, I'll be treated as a piece of shit. I'll throw it as far as I can! This is not a celebration of your Majesty's accession to the throne. I'm afraid I can't expect to return to the capital all my life! "