Chapter 288 Horse Bandit (888 Congratulations for Feng Shao!)

"Well, my beloved wife has worked hard!"

Zhang Han came out, rubbed his red eyes, and said with emotion.

He was only in his twenties, wearing Confucian shirts, but he was not a scholar Tsing Yi, he obviously had no fame, his cheeks were thin, and his life was very poor.

At this time, when he saw the eggs in his bowl and the clear soup from his wife across the street, his chest felt heavy: "My sister, it has been three years since you married me, but you have to work hard every day, and you haven't had a good day. It's your fault..."

Immediately, he held the chopsticks and wanted to poke the eggs, but was stopped by his wife with a gentle smile: "My sister is not bitter, and besides, my husband's reading is a big deal!"

"One is enough for me, eat more!"

Zhang Han insisted, not because he didn't want to give both, but because he knew this, his wife would definitely not accept it.

At this time, I gave one, and ate my own share under the watchful eyes of my wife. She finally laughed and started to eat eggs, and seemed a little secretly happy.

Perhaps, in her heart, this is happiness, right?

At this scene, the corners of Zhang Han's eyes suddenly turned sour, and he almost shed tears.

After breakfast, Meier started to clean up the dishes, but Zhang Han rested his jaw on his hand, his eyes were a little blurred.

Well, my name is Zhang Han, and my name is Zixiu. I am from Yishan. My family has ten acres of Susukida, several farmhouses, and a wife.

When I was young, my family was in a decent family, and I hired my master to teach me, so I finally started to study, but later my brothers fought over the property and divided the family, and I was alone and alone. This was all I had left, and I couldn't be a scholar for a long time in my studies. It's a joke, and the livelihood is gradually returning to poverty.

"Mei'er, don't worry, I will definitely be admitted as a scholar and let you live a good life!"

Zhang Han said, clenched his fists, as if he had made up his mind.

"That's right! The concubine is waiting to enjoy the blessing!"

The beloved wife who was busy turned around and smiled gently, her brows were full of tenderness and encouragement.

The status of scholars in ancient times was extraordinary. It can be seen that officials do not kneel, and they are exempted from corvee. The government even rewards some fields. It is not easy to be very rich, but it is very easy to have a well-off family.

Of course, Zhang Han is a little nerdy, and he is on the edge of reading, and he fails in repeated attempts.

Zhang Han felt a little different today. Seeing his beloved wife busy going to the fields, he immediately walked over and said, "I'll help you!"

"No, husband, you are a scholar, how can you do such rough work?"

Mei'er resisted very much, and said with some fear.

"Then I'll walk with you all the way!"

Zhang Han was so forced that he could only talk.

The husband and wife walked on the ridge of the field. At this time, the cold was even heavier, and dewdrops hung on the leaves and grass beside them, and some even had a slight frost.

Zhang Han broke a branch at random and waved it a few times, out of order, but there was a whistling in the void, as if it would be normal.

"Husband, the autumn dew is very cold, you should go back earlier!"

Meier held the basket hoe, and said with some concern: "Your health has never been very good..."

It is true that Zhang Han has been weak and sick since he was a child. Although he didn't have many thick clothes at this time, he didn't feel much chill. He smiled and took Mei'er's hand: "Don't worry, my husband is in strong health!"

Even though it was just an ordinary intimate gesture, Mei'er also had a red glow on her face, all the way to her ears: "No...don't, it will be bad if someone sees it!"

Well, in ancient times, the etiquette was strict, even if it was a couple married by the Ming Dynasty, if they did this in public, there would still be gossip, and this would be enough to kill someone!

Zhang Han is a scholar, so he understands the truth, but he didn't let go: "Look around here, is there anyone there?"

The young couple were talking and laughing, and they came from the field at home.

Meier went to the field to farm, and Zhang Han asked for help several times, but after being firmly rejected, he sat on a stake by the side of the field, opened the book he carried with him, and read aloud.

As the sun rose, drops of sweat emerged from Meier's face and hands, and dripped into the soil.

"Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work..."

Zhang Han shook his head, put down the scroll, and poured another bowl of tea for his beloved wife: "My sister, rest up, I'll do it for you!"

"No! It will be fine soon!"

Even though she said so, Mei'er also smiled, put down the work at hand, and took the tea bowl.

Just as he was about to say some personal words, suddenly, the shrill sound of horseshoes broke the silence.

Tread! Tread!

In the distance, at the end where the land meets the sky, a few black dots appeared and grew bigger and bigger. When the farmers and women nearby saw it, they were all dumbfounded and fixed in place.

Suddenly, a scream sounded: "The horse bandit is here, run!"

An old farmer yelled, and just took two steps, he was caught up by the knight behind him. With a flash of the knife, a head flew up, blood sprayed out, and he still ran forward a few steps before falling down. Down.

"father!"

A burly man screamed, and stepped forward with a hoe: "God! I will fight you!"

call out!

It's just that he is an ordinary farmer after all, and his physical strength, skills, and weapons are far behind those of the horse bandits. Amidst the laughter, he saw a horse galloping past, and the long knife split the hoe without any hindrance, directly cutting him in two. Cut off, a lot of blood and internal organs flowed across, the scene was horrible.

"Run!"

Seeing this scene, the other farmers and women finally came to their senses and ran to the village desperately.

"Ha ha……"

The horse bandits laughed, drove away the farmers, rose up from time to time, and killed a few behind them, looking leisurely.

Even if there are hundreds of people in the whole village, they only have a few cavalry, but the difference in force cannot be made up by the number of people after all, not to mention, it will cause chaos and prevent the strong men from gathering.

"Walk!"

Zhang Han held Mei Niang's hand, but felt a coldness, he didn't care at all at this moment, and ran all the way.

However, the two of them, a scholar and a woman, didn't walk very fast, and immediately fell behind, attracting the attention of the horse bandit.

"Huh? That woman is nice?"

A horse bandit saw his eyebrows, his eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed forward: "Haha... Scholar, give me your wife!"

"Husband! Let's go! Don't care about the concubine!"

At this time, Meier showed a determined look on his face, and pushed Zhang Han.

"No!"

Zhang Han gritted his teeth: "I don't want to live together, but I want to die together!"

"Tch, what a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, it's a pity that I can't help you guys!"

The horse bandit laughed and chased after her. With just one catch, Mei'er was captured on the horse, and immediately slashed off with a saber covering her face.

"Husband..."

Amidst the screams of cuckoo crying blood, Zhang Han's complexion changed, his eyes were dull, but his body moved early.

The moment the knife came to his body, he suddenly bent over to avoid the owl's head's catastrophe, his right hand protruded like lightning, and grabbed the horse bandit's wrist, and with another force, the horse bandit screamed, and the handle of the knife fell directly.

laugh!

Zhang Han held the knife with one hand, and with a slight swipe, a bright moon-like cold front flashed in midair.

A thin blood-red line appeared on the horse bandit's forehead, and he fell straight from the horse's back.

This snatching of the knife and killing... happened in an instant, and the horse bandit behind was still maintaining the posture of applauding, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the horse bandit fell to the ground.

"drive!"

Zhang Han jumped on the horse, took his wife, and suddenly urged.

The mount suddenly turned into a gust of black wind, rushing towards the sluggish horse bandits behind.

"kill!"

When he swung his saber, he borrowed the horsepower to gain the essence of riding and fighting, like a flash of lightning, he cut a horse bandit in half before he had time to react.

"ah!"

The last few horse bandits shouted and stepped forward immediately: "Do you dare to kill our people?"

"snort!"

Zhang Han didn't answer, but turned the rein again, and the horse galloped up, the sword flashing like a god of death who harvested life, but in an instant, two more people were cut off the horse.

"Heroic man, spare your life! Good man, spare your life!"

Seeing this scene, the last horse bandit was so frightened that he turned his head and left.

call out!

Not long after he rode his horse and ran away, a black light flew out and sank straight into his vest, which looked like a steel knife.

The horse screamed, dropped the corpse on its back, and ran further and further away.

"Huh... whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life!"

After killing all the horse bandits, Zhang Han stopped his horse, retracted his knife, and looked at the beauty in his arms again, with a slightly complicated expression.

"Husband...you..."

Mei'er was frightened by the previous accident, her face turned pale, and she was still in shock.

"Have you also blinded your own memory? What a waste of money!"

Zhang Han! No, it should be Fang Yuan at this time, with a sigh on his face, pointing at the heart of his eyebrows.

"you……"

The corners of Mei'er's mouth overflowed with blood, her face showed doubts, obviously she still didn't believe that it was her husband's doing, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

At the next moment, her closed eyes opened, releasing a mysterious light: "Impossible! I have already sealed it with the help of strange treasures and formations, why can you restore your true self so quickly?"

If Fang Yuan didn't wake up, this infatuated scholar would definitely die under the saber, and Mei'er would also die for love. This memory and emotion is absolutely unforgettable.

In a few more lives like this, the true spirit of the dream master in front of him will surely fall here forever!

"You don't need to know this... It's just that you dare to sneak into my dream, are you ready to be backlashed?"

Fang Yuan smiled secretly, the left and right eyes emitted fire and water sword energy, piercing straight into the eyebrows and eyes: "Upside down the world of mortals, a dream within a dream! Arise!"

A look of fear suddenly appeared on Liu Mengmei's face, and she passed out immediately, without any breath.

"caught you!"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly, holding the corpse in his hand, feeling a little sad.

At this time, he naturally knew that the three years of friendship were just a background memory forcibly woven with the help of dreams and strange treasures. Strictly speaking, the dream only started this morning, and Liu Mengmei would not let him take advantage of it.

But in order to arouse her emotions, she was also possessed by a true spirit, and even sealed her original memory, only appearing with her true temperament, which can be regarded as a sufficient capital.

"The five aggregates are all delusional, life is like a dream, but that's all! Meier... Thank you!"

Fang Yuan dismounted, dug a grave, and buried Mei'er.

After doing this, his mind was like a sword, and in an instant he returned to his original appearance, and the world began to shatter.

As a dream master, one must aspire to transcend illusions. This dream may be a beautiful place in his memory, but it will definitely not cause restraint.

Entering a dream and coming out of a dream is the realization of detachment!