Halfway down the mountain, there is a dense forest.
A man in yellow casual clothes was sitting on the branch of a big tree leaning against the trunk. He was holding a bright knife in his hand and peeling apples he picked from somewhere.
"I didn't expect so many people to be attracted this time. How can I do it alone? Shouldn't I follow them to deliver food?"
"Damn, they are all big sects, I can't afford to offend them. These devils are really bad at any time, but they choose to do it during the Chinese New Year, which makes it difficult for me to have a good New Year."
"I wonder when the people from the top will come? Damn it, the more you think about it, the angrier it becomes. Eat an apple and sleep, and let them fight. I'll just wait here and wait to see if those Japs can hit me on my own.
, Well, it’s better not to come, Grandpa, I still want to live a few more years.”
The man cursed to himself while chewing the apple hatefully. After chewing the apple, he threw away the core, burped, inserted the knife in his hand into the belt around his waist, and leaned against the tree trunk to close his mouth.
His eyes closed, and soon he started snoring.
"The Prodigal Knife!"
A deep voice, mixed with internal energy, rolled in, like a beast's roar that spread far and wide, frightening many birds and beasts on the mountain.
"Ouch!"
The man on the tree was sleeping soundly. He was immediately awakened by the roar. He lost his balance and fell directly from the tree. He was still in a daze when he just woke up. He had no time to react and fell directly to the ground.
When I woke up, I immediately grinned.
"Grass, the one who is startled is called Mao!"
The man spat hard, patted his butt and got up from the ground. He recognized that the sound was coming from down the mountain, and immediately ran out of the woods and ran down the mountain quickly.
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"Is there anyone here?"
Running from Chenjiagou to Daqi Mountain, Chen Dasheng was so tired that he sweated profusely even though he was very good at Qinggong. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked around. Chen Xiaoli had said that someone would come to pick him up when he got here, but...
Where are the people? Every tree here is grass, and everything except grass is stone. Not to mention human figures, not even ghosts are seen.
When he was halfway through, Chen Dasheng remembered that his sister told him that the name of the person who answered him was Xiaodao, but he forgot to ask that person's face. How could he find it?
I just called out. There was no reply. I left my mobile phone at home to recharge. Chen Dasheng was at his wits end now. He was tired and thirsty now. He couldn't go back. So he simply sat down on a stone by the roadside.
, took out a pot of stream water and drank a few sips.
I don’t know where the prodigal knife has gone. What should I do? Take a break and shout a few times, but there is no one. Then I have to go up the mountain by myself.
Chen Dasheng was thinking in his mind, while quenching his thirst and slowly recovering his physical strength. Although Zuixian Wangyue Step can replenish his physical strength when performing it, it also consumes physical strength after running such a long distance. It is not ordinary fatigue.
.
"Little prodigal son..."
After resting for a long time, Chen Dasheng felt that he was no longer out of breath, so he stood up again, held his hands in front of his mouth, pretending to be a loudspeaker, and shouted loudly.
"Are you calling me?"
Before he finished shouting a sentence, Chen Dasheng saw a figure appearing in front of him. The man stood on the top of a big tree not far away and said something to Chen Dasheng. Chen Dasheng's shouting suddenly stopped.
He has long hair that reaches past his ears. He is handsome and handsome. He is not tall but can still be considered tall. He looks like he is in his late twenties or early twenties, not even thirty years old. He holds his right arm with his left hand and his right hand.
He was holding a knife and playing with the bangs on his forehead with the back of the knife, acting cool!
"Uh, are you the prodigal knife?" Chen Dasheng was obviously stunned for a moment when he looked at the self-interested guy in front of him.
The man's mouth curved slightly, he glanced sideways at Chen Dasheng, and said coolly, "It's just me, who are you?"
"pick!"
Chen Dasheng gave this guy a middle finger in his mind. The 'prodigal knife' who had a wretched image in his mind and brought benefits to many otakus turned out to be such a thing.
"My name is Chen Dasheng, and Chen Xiaoli is my sister. She can't come, so let me come." Chen Dasheng said directly. It's other people's business to pretend to be handsome and cool, and he doesn't have to look down on others.
"Chen Xiaoli can't come?" Xiaodao jumped down from the tree trunk, walked up to Chen Dasheng, walked around Chen Dasheng, and said, "Are you Chen Xiaoli's younger brother?"
"What? Do you have any objections? If you don't believe it, you can call her and ask her!" Chen Dasheng couldn't stand Xiao Dao's naked eyes.
"No need!" Xiaodao waved his hand coolly when he heard this, "You and your sister look very similar. You are her brother at first glance. You are right. However, you are only a fifth-level martial artist. Can you do it?"
His words were full of doubts.
Chen Dasheng said directly, "You can doubt anything, but you can't doubt my ability."
"Hey, little brat, are you still capable?" Xiaodao couldn't help but be happy when he heard this, "Do you know what mission we are going to perform this time?"
"If I didn't know, why would I come here?" Chen Dasheng rolled his eyes, why is this guy so arrogant in his words?
"It's good to know. It's true that your sister didn't come herself, but she asked you to come!" Xiaodao shook his head and said, "I'm telling you, follow me up the mountain in a while, and you will do what I tell you."
"oh!"
Chen Dasheng only performed the task on Chen Xiaoli's behalf. He didn't understand this business at all, so of course he had to listen to this guy. Although he was unhappy with this guy's pretense of being cool, Chen Dasheng still nodded.
"Come on, boy, let's go up the mountain." Xiaodao looked at Chen Dasheng with a strange look, and immediately shouted, while weakly walking up the mountain, he spat in a low voice, "I originally thought there would be a master,
I didn’t expect that such a burden would come to me, you idiot.”
Damn it! Chen Dasheng's ears are not closed. After hearing Xiao Dao's words, millions of alpacas rushed through his heart, and he had the urge to take out the immortal stick and stab it through this guy's back door.
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On the mountain road.
"Boy! I said your sister is so powerful, why are you so weak?" The knife held a piece of dogtail grass in its mouth, playing with this and that knife in its hand, and walked in front of Chen Dasheng carelessly, leading Chen Dasheng slowly towards the mountain.
Walking.
"Nima, you actually think I'm weak. Your great sage will take out the stick and I won't be able to beat you." Chen Dasheng couldn't help but think about it in his heart after hearing this. After thinking about it, he said directly, "Isn't it the same for you? We really met each other.
It’s better to be famous!”
"Huh? Have you ever heard of my name?" Upon hearing this, Xiaodao suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Dasheng, as if he couldn't tell that Chen Dasheng was scolding him.
Facing Xiao Dao's fiery eyes, Chen Dasheng guessed that this guy must be a guy who thought he was cool, but actually lacked people to appreciate him. He immediately said, "Not only did I hear your name, I also saw your name."
My name, I just haven’t seen you in person. Everyone says that you are a pioneer lurking among the crowd. Your selfless and fearless spirit of seeking welfare for the poor has really touched generations of good young people."
"Huh? Boy, you are quite good at talking. Can I understand that you are flattering me?" Xiaodao didn't hear any ambiguity for a moment, but a smile appeared on his face.
"How can it be flattery!" Chen Dasheng shook his head and smiled, "My classmates all said that you are the gospel to the young and middle-aged people in China, a great communicator of love action movies, and our eternal friend. I still have them in my computer.
Since you have pressed the tablets, you should have a lot of seeds in your collection, right? Share some with me when you have time."
"F*ck!" The first part was pleasant to listen to, but the second part suddenly changed. When Xiaodao heard this, his face twitched, and he immediately started to curse. No matter how stupid he was, he now understood the hidden meaning of Chen Dasheng's words.
Wow, this guy actually thinks of himself as the master of romance and action movies. This is simply unreasonable.
"What's the matter, Brother Xiaodao?"
Chen Dasheng pretended to be confused and looked at the prodigal knife in front of him, who had nowhere to vent his anger.
"Boy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. The guy you're talking about is still locked up in the bureau!" Xiaodao suppressed the anger in his heart, patted his chest, and said, "My Xiaodao is upright and aboveboard, what's wrong with that guy?
You may be comparing yourself to me, for your sister’s sake, Master Dao, I won’t argue with you. If you talk nonsense again in the future, be careful I’ll cut your tongue out.” (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and more updated.
