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"You say, there are immortals overseas? Do immortals have elixirs? Qin Shi Huang asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty, that woman said, there are three islands in the East China Sea, which are the caves of the immortals, which are called Penglai, Yingzhou, and Abbot." Xu Fu replied.

"Did she say that, then you are going to ask for immortal medicine for me?" Qin Shi Huang was a little excited.

"Your Majesty is not thin on the minister, the minister is willing to serve as Your Majesty's envoy and go to the overseas immortal island to ask for medicine, after Your Majesty gets the immortal medicine, it will definitely be able to survive for thousands of years, forever, and the Great Qin Empire will always stand on the top of the world!" Xu Fu patted his ass.

"Good! If you bring back the elixir of immortality, I will be rewarded! Qin Shi Huang said happily.

"Your Majesty, the minister will go to the Immortal Mountain instead of Your Majesty, and you also need some gifts to give to the immortals." Xu Fu said.

"Yes, if you want anything, you can go to the treasury and get it yourself, and I will tell the people below." Qin Shi Huang was immersed in his own world of lust and could not extricate himself.

"Your Majesty, the minister will definitely do his best to obtain the elixir of immortality, and he will definitely not disappoint His Majesty's expectations!" Xu Fu patted his chest and packed the ticket.

After a few days, after everything was ready, Xu Fu took a mighty 3,000 boys and girls, some guards, as well as countless gold and silver treasures, and rare medicinal materials, and embarked on a journey to find medicine.

It wasn't until many years later, when Xu Fu was gone, that Qin Shi Huang reacted that he had been deceived!

To be reasonable, Qin Shi Huang's IQ is not low, and he was deceived by Xu Fu entirely because of his self-aggrandizement at that time.

When people are self-aggrandizing, they often can't recognize the reality, even if Xu Fu's lies are full of loopholes, but Qin Shi Huang is confident, Xu Fu doesn't dare to lie to him!

This is called the self-confidence of the fan.

……

It has been two years since Su Ping left.

Liaodong, August, the sun is like fire.

Hundreds of farmers are working in the scorching sun.

A gust of wind and sand was raised, accompanied by the sound of "rumbling" horses' hooves.

"The Huns are coming! Run, everyone! Someone shouted.

The farmers, who were digging ditches, put down their hoes and fled.

Wan Qi Zhehua was a commander of the Xiongnu, and his mission was to test the strength of the Qin state.

Shan Yu intended to go south, Wan Qi Zhehua was the leader of the Xiongnu forward troops, and at this moment, he was leading his cavalry troops towards the land of Qin.

As a warrior of the Huns, Wan Qi Zhehua was not only born with divine power, but also had superb archery skills.

Faced with the scattered farmers, Wan Qi Zhehua felt that it was necessary for him to show his hand in front of his subordinates to increase his own momentum.

Riding on horseback, Wan Qi Zhehua took off the bow and arrow on his back, which was a seven-stone strong bow, which was specially given to him by Shan Yu, because except for Wan Qi Zhehua, no one in the Xiongnu could draw this bow into a full moon.

With a "bang", Wan Qi Zhehua shot an arrow, and the arrow was like a disemboweled cannonball, shooting through the bodies of the two farmers at an extremely fast speed, until it was shot into the body of the third farmer, and the castration stopped.

Wan Qi Zhehua was very satisfied with the arrow he shot, the southerners were really all weak, Shan Yu's worry was completely unnecessary, as long as he gave himself 10,000 troops, he would definitely be able to beat that general called Meng Tian to the ground, he thought beautifully.

A young man, with sharp eyes, stared at the cavalry in the distance, his hands were bruised, and his face was cloudy.

It has been more than two years since he arrived here, and he has practiced the swordsmanship taught to him by Su Ping every day.

It stands to reason that he was not deliberately guarded, and with his skills, he could have left a long time ago, but he didn't.

The squire did not leave secretly, but followed the other farmers every day, silently digging ditches.

The speed of the cavalry was very fast, and after a while, Wan Ji Zhehua's troops had already come to the front.

Wan Qi Zhehua instructed his soldiers to gather the fleeing farmers, his idea was to let these free laborers refill the dug ditch, after all, the Xiongnu army is cavalry, if this ditch is not filled, whether it is to attack or retreat, there will be a lot of inconvenience.

At this time, Wan Qi Zhehua felt a beam of gaze, he turned his head, and saw a different young man, he stood there and looked at himself silently.

“#￥%…… & amp; Wan Qi Zhehua raised the horsewhip in his hand, pointed to the squire, and said a bunch of grunting Hun language.

"Do you like to kill?" The waiter asked expressionlessly.

Wan Qi Zhehua hated the expression of the young man in front of him, raised the horsewhip in his hand, and whipped it towards the waiter.

"Smack!" The whip was empty.

Wan Qi Zhehua was stunned for a moment, and the young man had already come to his side.

"Do you like to kill?" The squire continued.

"yes, the thrill of killing, do you want to experience it?"

Wan Qi Zhehua can understand Chinese, so he also replied in half-unfamiliar Chinese.

Then, Wan Qi Zhehua pulled out the scimitar at his waist, a wicked smile appeared on his face, and slashed at the waiter.

Imagining the picture of the young man in front of him being split into two pieces by his own knife, and the intestines and internal organs and blood were floating together, Wan Qi Zhehua licked his lips.

"It seems that you really like to kill." The voice of the attendant came faintly.

"You! How can it be! Wan Qi Zhehua was surprised.

The young man in front of him actually grabbed his treasure knife with only two fingers!

Although he didn't use all his strength, absolutely no one could stop the knife just now!

Wan Qi Zhehua drew the knife in his hand in disbelief, but the two fingers of the servant were like iron tongs clamping his scimitar, not moving at all.

Even the face of the waiter has not even changed, and it is still a leisurely appearance.

"Since you like killing people so much, then I'll kill you." The squire said.

Wan Qian Zhehua was still in shock, and he felt as if he was flying, and then he saw his body, his mount, and the annoying boy.

Then, it was dark in front of his eyes, and Wan Qian Zhehua lost consciousness.

The action of the squire is like lightning, grabbing the knife, killing people, all in one go.

Before the subordinates around Wan Ji Zhehua could react, his leader turned into a headless corpse.

“#￥%…… & amp; The Huns muttered inexplicable words in their mouths, and rushed towards the servants, their leader is dead, this young man must die, otherwise he and others will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

……

Blood flowed, and the land was stained red.

The squire stood silently alone in front of the corpses.

"Oh Buddha Mita!" A monk appeared in front of the attendant and said a Buddha name.

"Are you, Su Ping?" The bloodshot eyes of the attendant slowly faded, and he asked the monk in front of him.

"Poor monk Maitreya, donor, you can also call me Su Ping, there is no self and no appearance, but it is just a name." Maitreya said with his hands folded.

"You're here for me?" The squire asked.

"Oh Buddha Mita, yes." Maitreya replied.

"What are you looking for me to do?" The attendant asked.

"The donor's murderous heart is too heavy, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the spot." Maitreya said so.

"Heh, I just killed some brutes." The attendant said disdainfully.

"Is this your way?"

Maitreya's question made Shi Hang at a loss, he remembered that when Su Ping taught him swordsmanship, he said that a swordsman must have his own way in order to climb the peak of swordsmanship.

Seeing that the attendant was silent, Maitreya continued: "Are you willing to go with me?" Perhaps, you can find your own way. ”

"Good!" Squire said.

…… (To be continued.) )