Beautiful mountains and clear waters cannot be used to describe the current Mount Emei. Although Mount Emei is not steep, it is terrifyingly desolate. The howls of various beasts come and go, including apes and wolves; birds of prey and beasts; tigers and leopards, and
What a cicada. There is no road after passing Wenling. There are overgrown weeds everywhere you pass, and occasionally there are gusts of fishy wind, which makes people shudder.
Su Ren wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up: "How far is it? Can we walk there tonight? We really shouldn't come this time. This place is not for people to walk. Even monkeys have to work hard."
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Dong Qian glared: "Stop talking nonsense, go ahead and clear the way!"
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"Ah what? Can you let me go?"
Su Ren shook his head helplessly: "Of course you can't go, Lao Huang, open the way!"
Huang Shisan held the big ax and swung it left and right. He didn't cut down a few weeds, but hit a lot of bushes on both sides. He was exhausted and sweating profusely, but he had only walked three to five miles.
Su Ren sat down on the ground: "No, I have to rest!"
It's easy to talk about Dong Qian and Leng Jun. Both of them are highly skilled in martial arts, and the others have long since failed. Especially Twelve Niang, who not only has to walk on the mountain road, but also has to take care of the child in her arms. Although Leng Jun is taking care of her, she is really too weak.
It was difficult to walk, and I almost fell down several times. If the people around me weren't quick-sighted, I might have been injured.
Pulling out the barbs on his legs, Su Ren grinned and asked Dong Qian: "You and your master have lived here for ten years and have never gone down the mountain during that time?"
Dong Qian nodded and stretched out her hand to pull Su Ren's legs over to help him: "No, there is flat land in front of where we live and a salt pond in the back. Master and I usually make a living by growing some crops. Sometimes we go up the mountain to catch one or two game animals.
it is also fine."
"Sounds good, a real hermit!" Su Ren smiled: "Since your master is a descendant of King Xiang or a descendant of Mrs. Yu Ji, what does he look like? Was he a great beauty before?"
Dong Qian rolled her eyes at Su Ren: "Do you like beautiful women so much?"
"Of course, all men are like this!"
Dong Qian threw Su Ren's legs to the ground heavily and ignored this arrogant guy. Su Ren opened his mouth wide in pain and gritted his teeth to endure the pain. He wanted to laugh but couldn't.
When people are tired, once they rest, even if they only have time for a cup of tea, it is not easy to get up again. Seeing that it is getting dark, they do not move, and they lie down on the thick grass under the trees, which is cool and comfortable.
, if you are not worried about snakes and other reptiles under you, it would be good to just lie down without getting up.
After a while, Dong Qian came over again and kicked Su Ren hard on the foot: "Get up! If you don't want to hurry today, we'll set up camp!"
"Hey! Why do I feel that I have lost all dignity since I entered the mountain? No matter whether it is Yuanshan or Wenshui, no one treats me with respect. Only you are either kicking or scolding me. Being a man is so tiring!"
"Can't you get up?" Dong Qian reached out and broke off a branch as thick as a thumb and held it in her hand.
"Get up, get up, get up!" Su Ren jumped up, took a big step, and hid far away: "Violence, barbarity!"
The camp was chosen in a mountain col that was sheltered from the wind. The craft of setting up cowhide tents was learned from the Qiang people, and the ability to catch wild animals was learned from the Bo people. Huang Shisan led the people and quickly set up several cowhide tents.
I also got three hares and a snake, washed them by the stream, and grilled them on the bonfire. The aroma of the barbecue wafted far away, causing all kinds of nearby beasts to howl incessantly.
Su Ren brought a clay pot and came to Dong Qian mysteriously: "Want to try it? This is my secret delicacy!"
Dong Qian looked into the clay pot. There were some diced meat on the white rice porridge, and a few unknown green leafy vegetables were beautifully embellished among them: "What is it?"
"Snake soup, a great supplement!"
Dong Qian jumped three feet high, wanting to jump to the big tree next to her. Her voice became sharp: "Take it away!"
"Hahaha..." Su Ren laughed happily, finally getting revenge for the afternoon. When Huang Shisan took back the snake, Dong Qian hid behind Leng Yue and Twelve Niangs, and Su Ren knew that Dong Qian
Qian is afraid of snakes.
In front of Dong Qian, Su Ren ate the snake soup in big gulps, smashing it in his mouth, and smiled: "It tastes really good. You should try it if you have a chance. I have lived in the mountains since I was a child, and I am so afraid of snakes."
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"Go away!" Dong Qian didn't dare to come to Su Ren and hid behind the big tree.
"Go away! Don't go away!" Su Ren deliberately moved closer to Dong Qian, causing Dong Qian to shout. Everyone in the camp just lowered their heads and smiled bitterly. What else could they say to these two living treasures?
The night was getting darker and the fog began to shroud. The bonfire was burning brightly, firstly to disperse the fog, and secondly to scare away the large beasts. Huang Shisan arranged several night guards, but this deep mountain and old forest still can't make people feel at ease.
, not to mention Leng Jun also has a child with him.
There were many people and few tents, so everyone could only squeeze in. Su Ren, Leng Jun, and Huang Shisan were in the same room. They sat in the tent chatting and drinking. Leng Jun talked very little, and Huang Shisan didn't talk much. Basically,
It was Su Ren's one-man show. The night wind blew in, blowing the flame of the oil lamp around, and Huang Shisan quickly pressed the door curtain tighter.
After a big yawn, Su Ren said: "Go to sleep! It's getting late, and we have to walk for a long time tomorrow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly flashed past the entrance of the tent, and his stern eyes immediately became confused.
Su Ren opened his mouth: "Who is it?"
Before the words could be spoken, Huang Shisan covered his mouth from behind. A strange smell immediately entered Su Ren's nose, causing him to almost spit it out. Leng Jun gently opened a corner of the curtain and looked outside. There was a person outside.
There was no one around, only the bonfire was burning swaying from side to side, the lights in the remaining tents were turned off, and there was no sound. The night was too dark, and they looked for the light again, but they couldn't find it for a long time.
Su Ren pulled away Huang Shisan's stinky hand and quickly wiped his face with his sleeve: "Who is it?"
Leng Jun frowned and put his hand on the hilt of the sword: "I didn't see it, but there must have been someone just now."
"No way? It's late at night, we are the only ones in the mountains, who else can be there? Besides, there are brothers who are keeping vigil at night. They will report any movement."
Leng Jun shook his head: "I'm not wrong, there must be someone, it can't be done..."
"Ah!" A scream spread far away in the silent night. Leng Jun no longer chatted with Su Ren and said to Huang Shisan: "Protect him, I'll go out and take a look!"
Su Ren didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly pulled out the sword from his waist and stared at the tent entrance. Huang Shisan also held the ax handle tightly with both hands and stood in front of Su Ren. The atmosphere became very strange and made people's hearts beat uncontrollably.
Speeding up. Su Ren began to regret that he had brought too few people this time. If he met Hou Jian's 250 people again, he might be able to explain this place.
After a long time, Leng Jun didn't come back. The two of them couldn't stay in the tent any longer. Su Ren said: "Let's go out and have a look!"
Huang Shisan nodded, gently raised the curtain with a big ax, stuck out his big head and looked for a long time, but found no movement, and then walked out of the tent. There was still no movement in the other tents, and the one closest to them was even quieter.
Quietly, Su Ren pushed Huang Shisan and motioned to go take a look. Dong Qian, Leng Yue and Twelve Niangs lived there.
The smell of blood filled the air. Although it was very faint, you could still smell it. Huang Shisan suddenly stopped and Su Ren bumped into Huang Shisan: "What's wrong? Let's go!"
Huang Shisan didn't speak. Su Ren looked over Huang Shisan's armpit and saw a dark figure standing quietly at the entrance of Dong Qian's tent. The man's whole body was completely black, only his hair was white and long.
Her long white hair covered her entire face, and her hands and feet were covered by clothes. Ghost, this was the first thought that came to Su Ren's mind. After watching too many ghost movies in later generations, most female ghosts were dressed like this.
"Who are you...!" Su Ren could hear the long sound in his own words.
The man said nothing and stood quietly in front of them, blocking their way to Dong Qian's tent.
"Whoosh!" A sharp sword stabbed diagonally at the man's shoulder. The man only moved half a step and dodged. Leng Jun missed the blow, and stabbed out with another sword, heading straight for the man's belly.
The man still only moved half a step and dodged the cold sword again. After a dozen sword thrusts were struck in succession, the man did not fight back, but just dodged, and it was just right.
Huang Shisan wanted to go up to help, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. His own strength might be useful on the battlefield, but there was no way he could fight against such a powerful ranger. Su Ren watched Leng Jun fighting with the man and shouted loudly,
He hoped that the guards sleeping in the tents far away would hear him and help. But he shouted for a long time, but there was no response.
Leng Jun stabbed out his sword again. This time the man did not retreat, but landed lightly in front of Su Ren. Huang Shisan was shocked and was about to take action when the man raised his arm and Huang Shisan was like paper.
It's like a piece of paper and it flies very far.
Su Ren still wanted to run, but before he could even turn around, a bony hand grabbed his neck. Su Ren wanted to inhale, and the harder he struggled, the tighter the hand holding his neck got. He squeezed out a sound from his throat: "
Who are you, even if you want me to die, you still have to let me be a sensible person, right?"
The man chuckled twice and suddenly let go. Su Ren fell to the ground like mud, gasping for air. Leng Jun and Huang Shisan were about to step forward, but the man said in a strange voice: "Don't come here, come here again."
I'll kill him!" The voice neither sounded like a woman nor a man, and it didn't sound like it came from the throat. Huang Shisan and Leng Jun didn't dare to come over.
A gust of night wind blew up the man's long white hair, revealing a delicate face. Su Ren only glanced at it and forgot that his life was still in someone else's hands.
The man lowered his head and said angrily: "What are you looking at?"
"So you are a woman and a beauty!" Su Ren sat cross-legged and said with a smile: "If I guessed correctly, you should be the master of the Wuliang Temple in Mount Emei, right?" (To be continued)