Chapter 430: The Knife
I don't know when, the sky began to darken, the good weather in the morning, suddenly dark clouds, bean-sized rain smashed down as if it didn't need money, smashing the cloth of the tent with a crackling sound, as if it would be directly smashed by the rain in the next moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
In such bad weather, the pace of the attack on Binh Duong had to be slowed down.
However, these have nothing to do with Fuluo, he didn't care about Pingyang's affairs at all, so he has always been in his camp tent.
But now, Yu Fuluo's mood is very complicated......
Yu Fuluo looked at the knife in front of him and hesitated.
This is an old war knife, the scabbard is an old cowhide, because it has been used for a long time, it looks dark and shiny, and there are some wolf teeth wrapped around the scabbard as decoration, and the blade and the faint red that cannot be erased on the blade of the knife undoubtedly proves that this is not just a war knife for viewing, and Qi has also drunk a lot of blood.
This knife was just sent by a Hu man.
The name of the Hu man was Ah Da.
Adha, Ada.
Yu Fuluo muttered twice, and suddenly shook his head.
Maybe it's a coincidence, but it'......
Ata has the meaning of bone in the Hu language.
But in the Hu language system, the most eaten by the Hu people is beef and mutton, and after eating the meat, the bones are those things that cannot be eaten, which are remnants, useless, and lowly......
If this Ah Da was specially selected to be the messenger because of this name, hmph, Yu Fuluo let out a breath from his nose.
As soon as the curtain of the tent was lifted, Hu Chuquan walked in, and while flapping the rain falling on his body in vain, he said, "It's raining so hard...... Shan Yu, are you looking for me? ”
Yu Fuluo asked Hu Chuquan to sit closer, then took the knife back into its long sheath, put it on the table, pushed it forward, and said, "Just now, someone sent it, look at it......"
The rain outside the tent crackled and crackled, and it was annoying.
Hu Chuquan took the knife and sighed, the decoration of the knife is not according to the common appearance of the Han people, but is full of the breath of the Hu people.
Hu Chuquan touched the wolf fangs that were used as decorations on the scabbard, and found that these wolf teeth were actually the upper fangs of wolves......
Although a wolf has four large fangs, as a male wolf, the upper fangs are not only a powerful weapon, but also a tool to show the male breath, therefore, the upper fangs of male wolves are generally relatively thick, and these tusks as ornaments are obviously not young ordinary male wolves......
If this knife is in the hands of ordinary Han people, it is estimated that there is nothing special about it, but Yu Fuluo and Hu Chuquan are both people who have lived on the grassland since childhood, and their familiarity with wolves is not much less than that of horses, so it is easy to distinguish the difference.
Young male wolves generally have relatively light fangs, and the surface will be relatively smooth, and it can even be said that they are more beautiful; And the old male wolf, because he participated in far more battles than the young male wolf, so the fangs are thicker, more scarred, and uglier, and when you hold it in your hand, you can seem to smell the bloodthirsty smell from the tooth on the fang, especially the blood groove that extends from the tip of the tooth to the top of the tooth, which is even stronger......
"This ......," said Hu Chuquan, weighing the weight of a single wolf fang, "...... I'm afraid it's not the teeth of an ordinary male wolf...... It could be the fangs of a wolf......"
Hu Chuquan counted the number of fangs wrapped around the scabbard again, a total of eighteen, nine pairs......
If I'm not mistaken, I slashed nine wolves before using their fangs as a knife for my own decoration!
Although both themselves and the Hu people in the north worship wolves, and they also have the custom of using wolf teeth as decoration, but there are really not many people who want to be so mad and only choose the two upper fangs of the head wolf as decoration, the key is that a knife uses the teeth of nine wolves......
Hu Chuquan suddenly remembered someone, and couldn't help but take a breath.
"Plough on top!" Hu Chuquan couldn't sit still, as if he had been pricked under his buttocks, and asked anxiously, "...... Shan Yu ...... This knife ...... Won't it be...... That one...... That madman, huh? The madman is coming? ”
In the Northland, there is a legend that there was a madman who once chased the wolves alone, single-handedly, and killed the head wolves of nine wolves in a month, and cut off the fangs of nine wolves......
That madman, named Lu Bu.
Yu Fuluo was silent for a while, and said, "The knife is his, but the person should not have come here......"
Hu Chuquan breathed a sigh of relief. "And who sent this knife?"
"It's the Han people in the bazaar, sent by Fei Qian." Yu Fuluo said.
"Just a knife?"
"And one more saying—if you understand what it means, go ten miles to the north and look for him." Yu Fuluo looked at Hu Chuquan and said, "My Right Sage King, you said this knife...... What does it mean to represent? ”
Hu Chuquan almost didn't think about it, so he asked, "Well, what do you mean by saying this?" ”
Yu Fuluo raised his eyebrows and glared at Hu Chuquan.
Hu Chuquan shrunk his neck, lowered his head, touched the knife, and didn't dare to speak.
"You are now the Right Virtuous King, and one day you will lead the army alone, do you still come to me every day and ask me what I mean?"
Hu Chuquan subconsciously made an excuse and said: "That's the Han people, so our son of China doesn't have so many crooked intestines......"
Yu Fuluo slapped on the table with a "bang", and said angrily: "We have to deal with the Han people now, and we don't know how to die if we are eaten without using our brains!" Not to mention the son of China...... Hum! What about White Horse Copper? What about Hugh Golhu? What about shrimp drops? You think they're all as brainless as you?! ”
Hu Chuquan stubbornly resisted Yu Fuluo's spitting saliva, thought silently for a while, and suddenly said happily: "I know, this knife means that the Han people in this market are in the same group as that madman!" ”
"Hmm." Yu Fuluo propped his forehead, rolled his eyes, and said, "...... What else? ”
The most superficial meaning of this is that everyone can imagine it......
Alas! How did I get such a stupid brother......
Hu Chuquan's eyes widened: "Huh? And also?! ”
Yu Fuluo couldn't stand it, so he said: "There should be three, no, four meanings...... Think about where we are now...... Also, the Han people in the bazaar sent to deliver the knife were also the people of China, and their names were ...... Ada......"
"Ata? What is the connection between this broken name and the knife? This...... What else could it be interesting? There are three or four more...... "Hu Chuquan is about to cry, my brother Shan Yu, you might as well use this knife to cut me......