Chapter 431 There is a tiger in Qingcheng Mountain
As the night grew darker, the carriage entered Qingcheng Mountain along a path.
Half a car of apricot flower wine, and a few tiger skins that Xu Fengnian personally stuffed into the car when he saw him off, which can be exchanged for a house in Lingzhou city, and a few people will not have to sleep in the open.
Naturally, this tiger skin was not a kind gift. When Xu Fengnian saw him off, he patted his chest and said solemnly, "Brothers will settle the accounts." Then he picked up a large pen made of fine rabbit fur and waved it fiercely.
I went to the two pages of accounts recorded in the notebook.
Qingniao tidied up the deserted temple, laid out a wool blanket, and put tiger skins on top of the wool blanket. Jingzhou glanced at the busy Qingniao and said softly: "It's cold and cold in the mountains. You and the white fox will sleep here at night."
The white fox nodded.
Qingniao asked in confusion: "Where is the young master?"
Jingzhou took out a rope from the carriage and said with a smile, "I'll sleep on it."
The next moment, the soft rope was like a big gun in Jing Zhou's hand, suddenly shooting into the walls on both sides.
The blue bird looked strange and thought: "How can this rope sleep with someone?"
Jing Zhou jumped up and lay down on the rope. He put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. "This can be considered a skill. There once was a Tomb Sect who was good at light kung fu. The ability to sleep on the rope is
That's what I learned from the Ancient Tomb Sect. If you want to sleep on a rope, you have to use your internal strength to balance yourself. When I first started learning martial arts, I was weak in martial arts. This method allows people to exercise their internal strength while sleeping.
Control is especially suitable for people with unstable foundations. Later, when the skill is advanced, this little trick is of little use in daily life. Just when you are out and about, this skill becomes extremely valuable, at least you don't have to worry about where to sleep. "
As he said that, Jingzhou turned over, and Qingniao was secretly surprised when he saw it, and thought to himself: "No wonder the master is so young, his kung fu has reached a level unimaginable by ordinary people. Although there are many people who practice Sanfu in the summer and Sanjiu in the winter,
But how many people in the world don’t even miss their sleep to practice cultivation?”
There was no pretense on Bai Hu'er's face. He took off the two knives from his waist and sat on the tiger skin with a book in his hand.
Seeing that Qingniao was still hesitating, Jingzhou turned down from the rope and said, "You have to worry about everything along the way. I am also tired. Sit down and have a good rest. I will go out to catch some game."
After Jingzhou went out, Qingniao did not sit down and rest like a white fox. Instead, she went out to collect some firewood and lit a fire in the temple. She hugged her knees, and the orange flames illuminated her face with a complicated expression.
With flushed eyes, she looked at a towering mountain peak in the distance. Facing the faint moonlight, she could vaguely see the outline that seemed to be inserted into the sky.
The "Six Yang Palms of Tianshan Mountain" in Bai Huer's face was put aside by her at some point. She picked up Xiudong with one hand and walked out. She closed her eyes and concentrated, and suddenly slashed out with a knife. Then, the shadows of the knife continued, dozens of knifes.
Complete it in one go, leaving no gaps.
The blue bird raised his head and looked at the white shadow outside. The shadow of the knife was like a crescent moon, cutting out a mysterious half arc, like an antelope hanging its horns. The knife came out with one knife, and then came again. The blade was as clear as snow, and the knife was majestic.
The knife is extremely swift and fierce.
Suddenly the blade paused, and the flowing sword technique was a little jerky, but the aura on the white figure became more and more intense. In the blue bird's eyes, it seemed that everything had disappeared, leaving only a breathtaking sword.
"choke!"
The embroidered winter has returned to its sheath, and the white fox is sitting on the tiger skin again, holding the book in trance.
Qingniao is not surprised by Bai Hu'er's face. This person is three points more beautiful than the woman. Ever since she entered the Beiliang Prince's Mansion, she has never left her book. If one day she runs out of books, Qingniao will feel
weird.
"I don't know what kind of strength her enemy is that makes her so desperate." Looking at a pile of fire, Qingniao was in a daze.
"Tonight you are in for a treat. As soon as you went out, you met two ginkgo chickens. This is a specialty of Qingcheng Mountain. It grows by pecking at the ginkgo fruits, and the meat is three times more fragrant than wild muntjac." Laughter came from far away, and the blue birds got up from the ground.
Looking outside, not long after, Jingzhou slowly walked in from outside, carrying two pheasants in one hand and a bundle of lotus leaves in the other.
"Master, have you returned to the lake we passed at the foot of the mountain before?" Qingniao saw that the lotus leaf in Jingzhou's hand was still hanging with dewdrops, obviously it had just been picked not long ago. But the lake at the foot of the mountain was far away from the lake.
This ruined temple is some distance away, and the young master's visit only lasts for her to add a few pieces of firewood.
Jingzhou said: "Now that you have encountered this ginkgo chicken, you can't waste it. It must be roasted with lotus leaves to get the flavor. Fortunately, the lake is not far away, otherwise you will have to wait for a while."
Qingniao stepped forward and reached out to take two ginkgo chickens from Jingzhou's hands. He wanted to pluck the feathers and clean them, but Jingzhou stopped him. He smiled and said: "Let's eat differently today and make beggar's chickens. You two are thin."
, it’s far from Yu Youwei, it needs to be replenished.”
Qingniao's cheeks were slightly red, and she couldn't figure out why the young master of a master, like His Royal Highness, always said some embarrassing things. What's more, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up with Yu Youwei. Even if she was
Hongshu, who had always been at odds with her, had always been favored by the prince because of her plump body. Wasn't it a big difference to Yu Youwei?
The white fox put the book away with a rare face, and spat in a low voice: "A dog cannot spit out ivory from its mouth."
Jingzhou laughed, took out a knife from the carriage, cut open the stomachs of two ginkgo chickens, cleaned the internal organs, then picked up two jars of apricot wine and rinsed the chicken bellies twice. When there was no trace of blood inside the chicken bellies,
Then he stopped. If Lao Huang saw this scene, he would definitely change his silly smile, jump up and curse him as a prodigal. This jar can be exchanged for a piece of silver wine, and that's it.
The chicken's feathers are not plucked, lotus leaves are stuffed inside, a layer of mud is applied on the outside, and it is roasted on the fire. After a while, the sweet smell comes out of the mud.
Bai Huer's face muttered: "It turns out that chicken can be roasted like this. How come I didn't see you roasting chicken before when I was on the road?"
Jingzhou took the dark chicken roasted outside from the fire, put it on the ground and tapped it gently. The mud on the outside shattered with the sound, and the chicken feathers fell off with the mud, and the sweet smell became even more intense. He used lotus leaves to
Wrapping it up, Jingzhou tore the chicken into three parts, leaving one piece behind. The remaining two parts were given to Bai Huerlian and Qingniao, and then he said: "Didn't there be a beggar Huaxu before? Although it was roasted black
, but it’s still edible.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After taking a few bites, Jingzhou turned over the rope with a jar of wine in his arms, and whispered: "You two should rest early after eating. We have passed Qingcheng Mountain, and we still have to go
We’ll go to Qingzhou again, and then we’ll go to the East China Sea, which is not a short journey.”
The white fox-faced boy ate quite boldly, taking a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine. Just looking at his back, he thought he was some kind of handsome guy with a square face, a big nose and a wide mouth, so he almost slapped the table and shouted, "The wine is served, kid!"
The blue bird chewed slowly and slowly, but did not eat slowly.
"You just said that there are strange beasts in Qingcheng Mountain, which are very powerful?" If it were in the past, Bai Huerlian would not have said a word, but someone once said that drinking must be accompanied by stories, and she didn't
There was no story to tell, so she had to mention what Jingzhou had said before. Besides, she was also curious about what kind of beast it was that would ask this man to travel far away.
The blue bird raised its head, also looking forward to it.
Jingzhou closed his eyes and said: "This strange beast is called Hu Kui. It has six legs, is huge in size, and extremely ferocious. It can survive water like a dragon. It can dominate the mountains and become king. Its strength is comparable to that of a first-class master. This Qingcheng King Wu
Big cowhide, shouting slogans loudly, but in front of Hu Kui, he is nothing! Even his "master", the wife who came from the Wu Family Sword Tomb, can't do anything to Hu Kui."
"It's just that the Lord of Heaven, this tiger Kui has taken over all the creation of heaven and earth. Although there are both male and female, they are often unable to give birth and live alone for five hundred years before dying. Moreover, this beast has psychic powers, and its whereabouts in the past are obscure. Even if you want to find it, you can't find it.
I found it. However, this tiger Kui in Qingcheng Mountain was already pregnant by chance, so he came out of Qingcheng Mountain from a deserted place to look for food. However, this strange beast was in danger of death. If I didn’t take action, the tiger would give birth.
This is the time for its death. Such foreign objects that are favored by heaven and earth are often blessed with good fortune. Wouldn't it be a pity to die?"
In addition to this Hu Kui, Jingzhou remembered that there was a thousand-year-old dragon salamander in the Wubotan in Longhu Mountain. A giant salamander can become a dragon after practicing for thousands of years, and it can transform into a dragon after practicing for thousands of years. It is a spiritual creature and can be nourished with spiritual energy.
Luck lotus. For such a spiritual creature, you have to wait for it to recover from the injury and catch it from the pit. The dragon salamander is raised in Longhu Mountain, and it is also raised if it is thrown into ginger mud. Moreover, it is so kind that even mice can be raised.
A little clay figurine who is reluctant to swat mosquitoes if bitten by them, but wraps up the quilt more tightly, is no worse at raising giant salamanders than those at Longhu Mountain.
Longhu Mountain had a good plan. It surrendered to the Liyang royal family and took advantage of the opportunity to suppress other factions. One family became the dominant one. If Xichu wanted to restore the country, Longhu Mountain would definitely be an obstacle that could not be overcome, but without this nourishment
The lucky lotus dragon, see how Longhu Mountain suppresses Wudang Mountain.
Bai Huer's face chuckled: "This is the one you once said, 'Fellow Taoist, is this thing destined to me?"
Qingniao said "Ah" in surprise, and then thought carefully about the sentence "This thing is destined for me". It seemed to make some sense. Aren't scholars the most respected "courtesy first, then soldier"? I don't know which scholar this sentence came from.
Mouth.
Jingzhou smiled awkwardly: "Drink, drink."
The air became quiet, leaving only the sound of Bai Hu'er's face drinking wine.
Jingzhou opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Qingniao. The small half of the chicken in her hand was almost finished. He guessed what the girl was thinking. He said softly: "There is no need to eat this meal so fast. Anyway, there is nothing left or right."
Well, are you still thinking about going out to watch the night after eating? The little thieves around here were just cleaned up by me before they went out, and they are probably still lying on the ground squeaking at this time."
When his thoughts were revealed, Qingniao was stunned for a moment, then softly said "Yeah".
The next day, Qingniao had a pair of big dark circles under her eyes. She stayed up all night. Although the young master said there was no need to keep vigil, as a maid, Qingniao always remembered her identity.
"Okay, you go and sit in the carriage for a while, otherwise, I won't trust you to drive the carriage if you behave like this." Jing Zhou pushed the haggard but stubborn-looking Qingniao into the carriage, and sat in front with his legs crossed, not driving the horse.
, let the old horse go on its own. The morning air in the mountains is the most refreshing. After taking a deep breath, I felt relaxed and happy. Then I took a piece of dogtail grass in my mouth. Two words: comfortable!
The old horse was walking along the road, and there was a noise in the dense forest. After a while, several hungry-looking people rushed out of the dense forest, shouting, and stopped in front of the car. More than ten people were in ragged clothes and wearing straw sandals.
With disheveled hair and a wooden stick in his hand, he looks a bit like Xu Fengnian when he was wandering around.
Bai Hu'er couldn't help but glance forward. After all, it was rare for a thief without even a decent weapon.
Qingniao opened the roller blind and was about to get out of the car to pick up the gun, but was pushed back by Jing Zhou.
This girl is good at everything, but she just doesn't know how to love herself. She is a pitiable person.
"What, you heroes are going to rob?" Jing Zhou said cheerfully.
"Uncle Li, what should we do? Have you encountered a troublesome idea? This young man is not afraid of us. Do you want to be frightened?" A young man covered in dirt stepped forward and asked in a low voice. After all, he had encountered this kind of thing in the past.
Among the lonely young masters and young ladies, who among them was not frightened to the point of crying for father and mother? He thought his voice was low, but whether it fell in Bai Hu'er's face's ears or Jing Zhou's, it was all clear.
The man named Uncle Li thought about it seriously and shook his head. After all, they were also a very prestigious group among the dozens of bandits in Qingcheng Mountain. The boss, Lao Mengtou, was the earliest mountain king.
The seventh wife of the county magistrate has been snatched away. Now if they don’t gather some wool from a fat sheep, what do these old people on the mountain have to eat?
He glanced at the man in white covering his face with a thick book in the carriage, and secretly admired him. People who are still in the mood to read at this moment are called that. They are probably brave readers who listen to the older generation.
People say that hundreds of years ago, people who really read books to the core are not comparable to those who can only shout now. When they open their mouths, they can make the world eclipse. But I admire you, you have to eat this meal.
, he pretended to be a vicious thief, and said harshly: "We also understand the ethics of the world, hand over the money, and we will let you go!"
Jingzhou nodded and said "Yeah", and all the thin thieves were eagerly waiting.
After a long while, the young man did not take out the money. The thief named Li glared and said impatiently: "Then what are you waiting for? Come out with the money, or we will tie you up to the mountain to see how thin you are.
In this way, I haven’t experienced hardship even if I think about it, I only need to live in the mountain for three days, and I will make you cry for father and mother!”
Jing Zhou spread his hands and said in a very sincere tone: "Fellow heroes, I don't have any money on me!"
After all, when he goes out, all he takes with him is gold!
He did have the banknotes, and they were still warm. He had just brought them from Mr. Li, who liked to play with his little husband, in a fair way.
It's just that the denomination is not small, and if you give it to these people, you might cause trouble. Half of the thieves in Qingcheng Mountain are ordinary people who are struggling to survive in the world. If they are not hungry and can't eat, who would be willing to fall into the trap? Even if
He is the king of the mountain, but he only robs some rich people's money, and rarely harms their lives. Even when he encounters poor people, he might even get a piece of his meal.