At the same time, at the foot of Dongshan Mountain.

Master Huqiu came to the foot of the mountain alone, standing in the wind and snow, looking at the bluestone steps in front of him, motionless.

Snow has some advantages.

That means the traces of footsteps cannot be hidden.

At this moment, the white snow on the bluestone steps looked particularly messy.

In one place, there seemed to be a layer of traces brought up by something like a broom being dragged from bottom to top.

He even saw some specks of blood.

In the distance, it leads all the way to the mountain.

The other traces range from large to small. The large ones look like the footprints of adults, and the depth of each trace is the same. Some traces are very messy and sometimes disappear.

What really worries Master Hu Qiu is these messy footprints.

Because they look small.

One of the clearest footprints is no bigger than an adult's hand.

You can tell at a glance that it belongs to a child.

"..."

Master Hu Qiu observed these footprints, paused at the foot of the mountain for a moment, and started climbing.

Dongshan is not high and cannot compare with the land of the Five Mountains.

But if you go from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it would take an average person half an hour.

This was not a problem for Mr. Huqiu. He climbed up step by step. It seemed normal, but it was only a few steps away. In just a few seconds, he reached the bluestone steps and cobbled plaster mud path.

, and the intersection of the rugged mountain road.

This place is a gentle slope.

After Master Hu Qiu arrived here, he stopped.

The reason that made him stop was simple: there was a person lying on the slope.

The man's clothes were in rags, and it was obvious at first glance that he was a beggar.

He was unkempt and had some blood stains on his face.

At this moment, he was lying unconscious on the ice and snow.

Master Hu Qiu looked at his tattered cloth robe and realized that the drag marks along the way were made by this beggar.

He ignored the beggar and just looked around.

To the left, there are no footprints on the rugged path.

Snow has covered it with a thin layer.

This means that from before the snow started to fall in the middle of the night last night until now, there should be no one walking on this road.

The same is true for the plaster cobblestone road on the right. Only on the bluestone steps leading up to Tianjun Temple, there are still some messy footprints.

Seeing this, he glanced at the unconscious beggar again.

After letting out an inaudible sigh, he took out a bottle.

As soon as the bottle is opened, bursts of aroma come out from the mouth of the bottle.

If there are knowledgeable people here, they can tell just from the mark on the elixir bottle that this must be a healing medicine produced at Laojun Temple in the capital.

The Laojun Temple was set up by the royal family for the national master. In addition, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty was happy to live forever. The temple collected all the masters of external elixirs from all over the world, and all the treasures were collected. Except for the royal family and many high-ranking officials and nobles, ordinary people, even those with money, collected them.

Can't buy it.

At this moment, Master Fox Qiu took a pill whose fragrance was still undiminished in the wind and snow. Fox Qiu flicked it, and the hilt of the sword had a fiery ruby ​​gem. The scabbard of the sword, which looked like it was extremely hot, was pressed against the beggar.

of mouth.

With a little force, the beggar instinctively opened his mouth. With a flick of Master Huqiu's fingers, a valuable pill fell into his mouth.

Then, Master Huqiu rubbed the scabbard in the snow beside the beggar, as if he was afraid of getting contaminated with something unclean. After rubbing it, he didn't even look at the beggar, and stepped on the bluestone steps towards the sky step by step.

Jun Guan walked away.

After walking all the way to the end of the bluestone steps, he saw the border troops lined up in two rows at the gate of Tianjun Temple, and General Xue standing in the middle of the gate, still wearing Mingguang armor and holding a long spear.

The long branch was made entirely of iron and was about four meters long. General Xue was standing with the long branch in his hand. Just by looking at it, he felt that one man was blocking the way and no one could open it!

But this momentum disappeared without a trace after Master Huqiu climbed the bluestone steps.

"grown ups!"

Holding a bow and saluting, General Xue shouted respectfully.

Master Huqiu moved his bamboo hat slightly, and his eyes fell on the roll of white cloth bandage under his bright armor.

The Mingguang Armor, which originally had the shape of a tiger's head on the chest, was now damaged. The tiger's head seemed to have been broken by the sharp claws of some animal, and there were several long scars. It seems that if this armor hadn't resisted, mortals would have been able to resist with their flesh and blood.

If he resisted, he might have been cut in half.

Looking away, Master Huqiu said:

"injured?"

"Returning to your lord, the two demon tribes last night were very skilled. They used Qingqiu tribe's flower-seeking claws. The general was negligent for a moment and was scratched without any pain or itch. But sir, please rest assured, now the thief demon is the first

, has been given a soul-piercing nail and turned into a prototype in the dungeon!"

After hearing what General Xue said, Master Hu Qiu moved his bamboo hat to show that he understood, and then asked:

"Who came just now?"

General Xue was stunned for a moment...then his eyes fell on the messy footprints that did not belong to Master Hu Qiu, and his face looked a little embarrassed...

"……Um?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Master Hu Qiu let out a sound of doubt from his nose.

General Xue's expression tightened and he quickly replied:

"Sir, I don't know... I had a fierce fight with the two foxes last night. After catching them, I have been recovering in the temple. It was just... I just... came out not long ago."

By the end of the conversation, his confidence was no longer as strong as before.

"..."

Master Huqiu remained silent, but his eyes fell on the two rows of border soldiers who were looking intently.

Finally sighed...

"Okay, this group of soldiers under you must have just come out not long ago, right? The snow is so heavy, and there is no wind and snow on the body. Who can show you by doing this?... Come down the mountain to heal your wounds. I came here this time, what did you do?

Very good, don’t make such false promises in the future. You don’t have to interfere in the next thing, just go and defend the city."

"Back to my lord..."

General Xue seemed to want to say something else, but Master Hu Qiu waved his hand:

"Do as you are told. Get off the mountain!"

"...General, I will accept your order! Thank you for your sympathy!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand:

"Listen to the order! Get off the mountain!"

Both rows of border troops shouted "Get the order" and walked down the mountain in unison.

When passing by Master Huqiu, everyone held their heads high and held their chests high, as if they were deliberately expressing their "orders and prohibitions" momentum.

General Xue seemed to want to say something else, but Master Huqiu had already pushed open the side door and walked into Tianjun Temple.

"..."

He stopped talking, held a long spear in hand, and stepped into the wind and snow.

He was speechless all the way. When he came to the three-way intersection, he glanced at the beggar lying on the ground.

But it was just a glance.

It's like looking at a wild dog lying on the roadside.
Chapter completed!