Chapter 79: Fat Ball Part Three
Now, Fang Jie had to think of a way to escape.
Others might realize that he wasn’t a soldier of Right Reverent Guard at any time, let alone if he returned to the encampment of Right Reverent Guard.
Therefore, if he wanted to get away, he had to do it on the way back to Chang’an.
Fang Jie started to slow down on purpose. He didn’t slow down drastically as that would catch too much attention. He slowly created more distance between him and the soldiers in the back row. He only created a meaningful distance without anyone noticing after about an hour.
It had to be mentioned that the stamina of these soldiers was great. After jogging for so long, none of them dropped out of the formation due to fatigue.
Of course, Fang Jie had to drop out.
After moving forward for about three kilometers, Fang Jie detoured when no one was around. When he got to the edge of the road, he quickly dashed into the grass inside the ditch beside the road.
In order to drain water from the public road, there were ditches dug out on both sides of the road. Right now, the grass was growing in the ditches, and Fang Jie rolled into the section where the grass was the tallest.
Through the grass, Fang Jie saw the regiment moving forward without anyone noticing his disappearance. Then, Fang Jie heaved a sigh of relief before lying on the soft grass and stretching.
When his right arm touched the ground, he experienced excruciating pain.
While looking at his injury, Fang Jie couldn’t help but recall what Mu Xiaoyao told him before she entered Chang’an. “I can’t detect that crippled old man’s strength, but I know that he is left-handed. The flow of internal forces in his left hand is far stronger than that in his right hand. If you must deal with him one day, be careful of his left hand.”
Fang Jie liked using sabers, so he could see that the calluses in the palm of the crippled old man’s left hand were caused by the handles of sabers.
However, Fang Jie wouldn’t tell anyone that he broke his right arm not only to learn the left-handed One Saber Strike from the crippled old man.
…
Fang Jie only stood up after the regiment of Right Reverent Guard disappeared in his sight, and he frowned when he looked down at the soldier’s uniform that he was wearing.
Just as he worried about how to get into Chang’an, he suddenly saw another group of people coming close. He quickly hid as he was worried that it might be a big figure of the government returning from the training field. When this group of people got close, he calmed down a little. There were about six horse-drawn carriages and 100 people, and they weren’t from the government.
About a dozen people were in the lead while riding on tall horses, and they weren’t wearing official’s uniforms. However, their clothes looked fancy.
Since Great Sui lacked horses, those who could ride tall horses must have connections to the government even if they weren’t a part of the government. Ordinary rich people didn’t dare to be showing off like this.
Fang Jie who was hiding in the grass didn’t dare to move. When the horse-drawn carriages got close, he saw that they all had blue flags on them, and red words were embroidered on the blue flags.
[Worldwide Trading Company]
Fang Jie smiled and thought, “This trading company dares to use this bold name?”
Just as he looked at the flags with mockery, he suddenly felt something strange. He instantly placed his hand on the handle of his saber, and he looked to the side. To his surprise, a middle-aged man was squatting there. This man was as round as a ball.
This fatty was looking at Fang Jie in surprise as well, and his white robe was soaked in sweat.
Too sudden! This fatty was less than one meter away from Fang Jie! He appeared without a sound, and Fang Jie didn’t even notice him right away.
Fang Jie was sure that if this ‘fat ball’ wanted to kill him earlier, he would be a corpse already.
Then, Fang Jie was shocked even more!
Upon a closer look, he found that this ‘fat ball’ was squatting on a blade of grass!
As the blade of grass swayed in the wind, so did this ‘fat ball’!
Da Quan had great light-body skill, but it was nothing compared to the skill level of this ‘fat ball’! He looked heavy, but he swayed in the wind with the blade of grass!
Fang Jie quickly crawled back subconsciously and asked, “Ghost?”
To ordinary people, only ghosts could do this. After all, no human could be lighter than a blade of grass.
Others might realize that he wasn’t a soldier of Right Reverent Guard at any time, let alone if he returned to the encampment of Right Reverent Guard.
Therefore, if he wanted to get away, he had to do it on the way back to Chang’an.
Fang Jie started to slow down on purpose. He didn’t slow down drastically as that would catch too much attention. He slowly created more distance between him and the soldiers in the back row. He only created a meaningful distance without anyone noticing after about an hour.
It had to be mentioned that the stamina of these soldiers was great. After jogging for so long, none of them dropped out of the formation due to fatigue.
Of course, Fang Jie had to drop out.
After moving forward for about three kilometers, Fang Jie detoured when no one was around. When he got to the edge of the road, he quickly dashed into the grass inside the ditch beside the road.
In order to drain water from the public road, there were ditches dug out on both sides of the road. Right now, the grass was growing in the ditches, and Fang Jie rolled into the section where the grass was the tallest.
Through the grass, Fang Jie saw the regiment moving forward without anyone noticing his disappearance. Then, Fang Jie heaved a sigh of relief before lying on the soft grass and stretching.
When his right arm touched the ground, he experienced excruciating pain.
While looking at his injury, Fang Jie couldn’t help but recall what Mu Xiaoyao told him before she entered Chang’an. “I can’t detect that crippled old man’s strength, but I know that he is left-handed. The flow of internal forces in his left hand is far stronger than that in his right hand. If you must deal with him one day, be careful of his left hand.”
Fang Jie liked using sabers, so he could see that the calluses in the palm of the crippled old man’s left hand were caused by the handles of sabers.
However, Fang Jie wouldn’t tell anyone that he broke his right arm not only to learn the left-handed One Saber Strike from the crippled old man.
…
Fang Jie only stood up after the regiment of Right Reverent Guard disappeared in his sight, and he frowned when he looked down at the soldier’s uniform that he was wearing.
Just as he worried about how to get into Chang’an, he suddenly saw another group of people coming close. He quickly hid as he was worried that it might be a big figure of the government returning from the training field. When this group of people got close, he calmed down a little. There were about six horse-drawn carriages and 100 people, and they weren’t from the government.
About a dozen people were in the lead while riding on tall horses, and they weren’t wearing official’s uniforms. However, their clothes looked fancy.
Since Great Sui lacked horses, those who could ride tall horses must have connections to the government even if they weren’t a part of the government. Ordinary rich people didn’t dare to be showing off like this.
Fang Jie who was hiding in the grass didn’t dare to move. When the horse-drawn carriages got close, he saw that they all had blue flags on them, and red words were embroidered on the blue flags.
[Worldwide Trading Company]
Fang Jie smiled and thought, “This trading company dares to use this bold name?”
Just as he looked at the flags with mockery, he suddenly felt something strange. He instantly placed his hand on the handle of his saber, and he looked to the side. To his surprise, a middle-aged man was squatting there. This man was as round as a ball.
This fatty was looking at Fang Jie in surprise as well, and his white robe was soaked in sweat.
Too sudden! This fatty was less than one meter away from Fang Jie! He appeared without a sound, and Fang Jie didn’t even notice him right away.
Fang Jie was sure that if this ‘fat ball’ wanted to kill him earlier, he would be a corpse already.
Then, Fang Jie was shocked even more!
Upon a closer look, he found that this ‘fat ball’ was squatting on a blade of grass!
As the blade of grass swayed in the wind, so did this ‘fat ball’!
Da Quan had great light-body skill, but it was nothing compared to the skill level of this ‘fat ball’! He looked heavy, but he swayed in the wind with the blade of grass!
Fang Jie quickly crawled back subconsciously and asked, “Ghost?”
To ordinary people, only ghosts could do this. After all, no human could be lighter than a blade of grass.
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