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【069】The Weishui is cut off! Barbarian attack warning!(1/2)

"The name of Shen Tiannan is highly praised by all the people in my Buddhist path."

At a roadside tea stall, Huixin sat opposite Su Ping, with her hands folded, "I hope he will no longer suffer from lust in reincarnation."

“Boom~”

Su Ping curled his lips disdainfully.

At this time, he had calmed down from the inreality, and only a little regret left in his heart.

A good person doesn't live long, so he keeps the harm in his house...

Then, Su Ping thought about himself.

Although this is a bit unauthorized, even Shen Yushu said that if Duke Ding died, Duke's Mansion would definitely not think about letting him marry into his family.

So, now, I don’t have to rush to Dongzhou anymore?

No, it should be up to you to decide whether to go or stay.

Thinking of this, Su Ping's only sense of urgency completely dissipated.

"What does the donor seem to have realized?"

The sensitive Huixin noticed something and asked.

"I realize that people should enjoy themselves when they are alive, otherwise they will die one day, wouldn't they lose blood?"

Su Ping said angrily and asked, "By the way, monk, do you have money?"

There are merchant ships along the Wei River, and even if there are station tickets, it is impossible to be free.

He remembered that in Huixin's bag, except for two pieces of clothing, there were only scriptures and documents, which didn't look like they had brought money at all. How could they take a boat?

"No."

Sure enough, Huixin shook her head.

"Ha, my heart is so big."

Su Ping took out a silver note from the bag and handed it over, "Don't say that you don't receive any money donations, I just want you to do a favor and accept my contribution on behalf of the Buddha."

"this……"

Huixin was just a simple and not a stupid person. Knowing that Su Ping was trying to help him in a different way, he immediately spoke out and said, "I only need a piece of dead wood."

"Dried wood?"

Su Ping was shocked, "You want to use a piece of wood to cross the Wei River? Brother, do you know how turbulent the Wei River is? Are you desperate?"

Huixin was unmoved and was about to answer, when the Shang Shang at the next table spoke indifferently: "Don't you know? The Wei River has stopped flowing."

"Discontinued flow?"

The two turned their heads together to look.

"The water has not fallen in this area of ​​Weiyang City for several months, and the riverbed can be left until the carriage is dry."

The merchant threw peanuts into his mouth, and his tone was extremely depressed: "If it doesn't rain anymore, if anyone like me makes a living, I'm afraid that the whole family will starve to death."

"Master Zhuo is joking. Who doesn't know that Master Zhuo's family is rich and his family can never be spent on his business in Zhanghua in his lifetime."

The middle-aged boss of the teahouse put down a steamed bun and teased.

"Well said! There is a reward!"

The merchant named Zhuo Ye immediately looked up and took out a silver ingot and threw it over.

Su Ping withdrew his gaze and put the silver notes back into his bag: "Now, you must have planned to walk over barefoot."

“Traveling on a wooden tree is all about practicing.”

Huixin nodded.

Su Ping looked like this indeed, shrugged helplessly, and stood up: "Let's go and take a look together."

According to the book description of Imperial College, the entire Wei River resembles the shape of the character "Y".

The upper reaches are next to Xizhou, from west to east, turn around near Weiyang City, extending to the west of Zhongzhou, and connecting with Yang River on the way.

When we arrived at Nanyu Prefecture, the Wei River turned again, crossing the entire Daqing from west to east, passing through Dongzhou, and flowing into the endless sea.

Therefore, it is theoretically impossible to ride on dead trees to the upper reaches of the Wei River.

But Su Ping didn't find it strange.

As for Buddhism, there must be some incredible means.

What's more, wise heart is not afraid of death.

After about half a day, the two of them arrived at the Youxiandu, which was not far from the end of Wuhui Pass.

"Hiss~"

Su Ping took a breath of cold air.

Looking into the eyes, the river surface of the Wei River, which is a hundred feet wide, has cracked into large and small pieces of soil, and it cannot be seen at first sight.

There were many people on it, holding sharpened wooden poles, trying to find the possible dead fish in the cracks.

According to this situation, if it does not rain near Weiyang City for a few more months, even the well water will be completely dry.

Not to mention carrying people in this riverbed, there is no problem in running the army...

Just as he thought of this, Su Ping's face suddenly changed drastically and he grabbed Huixin's sleeve: "Monk, if you want to leave, hurry up, it will be too late if you don't leave!"

"Why did the donor say this?"

Huixin asked in confusion.

Su Ping looked around and gritted his teeth, squatted down with Huixin, picked up another piece of dead branches, and started drawing on the ground.

"Look, from here to here, there is no return."

Su Ping drew a slender line and drew a small circle next to the line: "This is Youxiandu... Do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Huixin shook her head honestly.

"I ask you, Duke Ding has curbed the barbarians outside Wuhui Pass for more than ten years. Do you think the barbarians are willing to accept it?"

"You mean... the alien race will take advantage of the death of Duke Dingguo and attack Wuhui Pass?"

Huixin's eyes sterned.

Although Buddhism and Taoism are called heretics by people in Zhongzhou, human race and foreign race can still be distinguished.

"I also hope those guys with muscles in their brains will attack Wuhui Pass."

Su Ping sighed, "There is no pass for seven hundred miles, and the shortest one is three meters high. There are beacon towers every ten miles. No matter which place you attack, it is impossible to break through the pass in a short time."

"When the 600,000 Chisong Army arrived, even if the Duke of Dingguo was not in command, the barbarians would not be able to take much advantage. It was scary, they would not attack Wuhui Pass..."

"You mean..."

Huixin suddenly looked up and looked at the flat riverbed.

"I don't know if the barbarians have the habit of garrisoning troops, but I know that the barbarian royal court's Langjuxu Mountain is 1,800 miles away from the main pass of Wuhui Pass."

Su Ping drew a vertical line and went down vertically, connecting it to the previous horizontal line. At the top of the vertical line, he pulled out a new diagonal line and connected to the small circle. "And from Langjuxu Mountain to Youxiandu is less than a hundred miles more than when you reach Wuhui Main Pass!"

Huixin finally understood what Su Ping meant, and she was shocked and said anxiously: "Notify the government immediately!"

"Tsk, you are a heretic from Xizhou. Who believes you? It would be great if you don't arrest you as a barbarian spy."

"Even if the guard general believes it, will the Chisong Army dare to come over? Do you want it if you don't want it?"

"So, this is an unsolvable situation unless the Duke of Ding is resurrected."

Su Ping threw the dead branches aside and clapped his hands: "Otherwise, the only thing he could count on was that the barbarians did not notice the Wei River was cut off."

"It's a pity that they've discovered it."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Su Ping.

Su Ping looked up in a daze, a gray-haired old man was bent and looking at him with a smile.

"Uh... the father-in-law laughed, and he was just talking nonsense just now, so he couldn't take it seriously."

Su Ping quickly got up and waved his hand.

The analysis just now, no matter how reasonable and well-founded it is just his own prediction. If it spreads to cause panic among the people, the government may not be able to sue people.

In Daqing, building a war-torn distance will cause a loss of mind.

"donor."

Huixin also stood up and nodded to the old man.

"You are a monk from Xizhou, I know."

The old man smiled and said, "Just telling this guy, if you want to hike back to Xizhou, you have to hurry up, otherwise once you are caught up by the barbarians, you will not be able to get a full body even if you die."

"I won't leave."

Huixin shook her head and looked towards Langjuxu Mountain.
To be continued...
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