The old monk waved his loose cassock in front. A few drops of wine stains flew out from the sleeves, and a few drops of wine flew to Ling Tianyun's face with the wind. His horse did not get too close to the little black donkey, and the little black donkey did not get too close to the little black donkey.
The fat ass of the black donkey trembled up and down as it walked. Looking at it, Ling Tianyun just wanted to kick it. At the same time, he also had an idea in his mind. They said dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. I don’t know.
What kind of delicacies will be waiting for him if he kills this little black donkey? Thinking of this, Ling Tianyun couldn't help but swallow the saliva in his mouth. He looked at the old monk in front of him with fear. He didn't know this.
Did the old monk guess what he was thinking at this time? Otherwise, he would be attacked by a sneak attack. He would be very afraid of the old monk's repeated sneak attacks.
Surprisingly, the old monk didn't seem to attack him this time, but kept drinking. What made Ling Tianyun curious was how much wine the old monk could hold in his wine gourd. He always took a big sip.
He poured wine, but the wine gourd seemed to never be finished. One day he would find a way to get the wine gourd and study it carefully.
The horses, a donkey, an old man and a young man gradually walked towards the depths of the canyon. The depths of the canyon became narrower and narrower, and the cliffs on both sides became steeper and steeper, as if the two sides had been split open by sharp knives. There were several dead branches falling from the cliffs.
It protruded from the cliff, and a cold wind blew, and the dead branches could not help but sway, as if they would be blown down into the canyon by the cold wind.
The deep path in the canyon is only about one foot wide. A donkey and a horse, one behind the other, are carrying the old man and the young man, walking slowly in the canyon. The clouds and mist in the canyon are getting thicker and thicker, and the canyon looks even more beautiful after the rain.
It's hazy.
The sound of "ding-dong-dang-dang" bells and the "whirring" of the wind sounded in the ears of the young and old.
The entire canyon is shaped like a gourd. The plank road you enter at the beginning is relatively wide, and becomes narrower and narrower in the middle, like the central part of a gourd. After passing through the narrow path, it begins to become wider again. A spacious open space in front is blocked by the steep cliff.
Surrounded by walls, when you look up you can only see a small square inch of gray sky.
When the two people walked through the narrower part of the plank road in the canyon, their eyes widened. It took them nearly a quarter of an hour to cross the narrow plank road. In front of them was a naturally formed canyon, surrounded by steeper canyons.
Surrounded by cliffs. There are piles of huge rocks everywhere in the open space, like fortresses.
Ling Tianyun looked at the piles of boulders and didn't feel his eyebrows raised. According to his habit of being a scout, this was the most suitable place for ambush and sneak attack. He hoped that there would be no danger here, otherwise,
No matter how high his martial arts skills were, he still couldn't fly without wings. But the old monk still didn't seem to be alert at all. He lowered his head and frowned, letting the little black donkey walk on his own.
They walked around several piles of large rocks in this relatively spacious canyon, and the old monk suddenly stopped moving forward. Ling Tianyun stopped the old monk and reined in the white horse, looking at the old monk in confusion.
"You crow's mouth, now you are right."
The old monk suddenly turned his head and angrily yelled at Ling Tianyun, staring at a pair of small eyes sunken into the sockets, while his right hand kept stroking his long beard that almost reached his chest.
Ling Tianyun was stunned and looked around, but he didn't feel anything was wrong. He asked the old monk doubtfully: "Master, what did you find? Is there really any bandit ambushing here."
"What do you know? Just listen with your dog ears and you will know."
The old monk glared at him, as if he was ruthless, and shouted.
When Ling Tianyun heard what the old monk said, he calmed down and listened quietly for a while. Except for the whistling wind and the sound of the bell under the little black donkey's neck, he couldn't hear any other sounds. He couldn't help but think again
Looking at the old monk with doubtful eyes, he was sure that he did not hear any other sounds.
"Oh, is there really nothing?" the old monk asked again.
Ling Tianyun shook his head with certainty, saying that he had not discovered the talent.
"Oh, I'm no longer useful anymore. Maybe I heard it wrong, old monk. Let's go."
After the old monk finished speaking, he didn't even look at Ling Tianyun. He patted the little black donkey on the back and motioned the little black donkey to continue moving forward. The little black donkey shook its head and moved its limbs again, and the sound of the bell seemed to be more thoughtful.
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Ling Tianyun followed the old monk. He lowered his head and frowned, and listened carefully for a while. He did not find any other unusual sounds. He didn't know why the old monk reacted like this. But he felt that this
The old monk didn't seem to be aiming for nothing. He must have discovered something, but he didn't tell him.
After walking more than ten steps, the old monk stopped again. He looked around a few times suspiciously. Then he turned to Ling Tianyun behind him and angrily yelled: "You stupid boy, you crow's mouth."
Ling Tianyun was so confused that he followed him and looked around, but still didn't find anything unusual. He listened carefully for a while, but still didn't hear any other sounds.
The old monk looked at him, as if still asking him if he had found anything. But Ling Tianyun still shook his head, saying that he had found nothing, and his eyes were still firm.
There was another long sigh, and the old monk patted the little black donkey's back again. The little black donkey shook its head and moved forward. Ling Tianyun was puzzled for a while, but still followed the old monk closely.
This was repeated several times, and it turned out that this canyon was the most spacious. Although there were large rocks piled everywhere in the canyon, it would not take too much time to pass through the canyon. But it took them a total of
It took more than half an hour to reach the end of the canyon.
At the end of this canyon is a narrow plank road, less than one foot wide. Passing this long and narrow path can be regarded as walking out of Qingyun Mountain. This long and narrow plank road is like the mouth of a gourd, narrow and slender.
Both sides of this path are full of strange rocks that pop out suddenly, and they may fall from the cliff at any time. Looking up from this long and narrow path, the gray sky is like a slender white line.
This trail is also the famous "Line of Sky" in Qingyun Mountain.
The old monk stopped again at the end of the canyon. He squinted and looked into the "line of sky", his eyes shot out a sharp light, and then returned to his original turbid gaze. But all these sky-high clouds were gone.
He didn't see it. When he saw the old monk stopped, he also reined in his horse.
Ling Tianyun stood behind the old monk and looked at the legendary "Line of Sky" trail in Qingyun Mountain. The trail was less than a foot wide, and there were strange rocks embedded in the steep cliffs on both sides. Above the trail was
A long and thin gray white line corresponds to the cliffs on both sides of the trail, forming a natural natural chasm.
What a dangerous natural chasm. This place is really a dangerous place that can be blocked by one person. He couldn't help but sigh at the miraculous craftsmanship of nature, and at the same time he also increased his vigilance. If he passed that trail, as long as he was on the cliff,
If someone throws a few big rocks down, let alone being able to escape with wings, even if the gods come, they will be buried in this narrow path.
The old monk patted the little black donkey. The little black donkey did not walk towards the long and narrow path, but turned around and moved away from the entrance. The old monk raised the wine gourd and took a big sip of wine.
Ling Tianyun looked over.
Ling Tianyun thought that the old monk was being suspicious again and wanted him to see if there was anything unusual. At this time, he would no longer be fooled by the old monk. He shook his head almost subconsciously, indicating that he had found nothing.
The old monk showed a weird smile when he saw this, but to Ling Tianyun, the old monk looked like a wretched little old man at this time. The weird smile seemed to twist his thin face together. He didn't know why.
The old monk didn't ask why he was laughing, but he always felt that the old monk had bad intentions.
"Young boy, I want you to go first this time and be the vanguard. Old monk, I will follow behind."
The old monk did not let him continue to follow, but let him go in front. Although Ling Tianyun was a little reluctant to this, he was still afraid that the old monk would be unhappy and make a sneak attack on him. He had no choice but to ride his horse and advance into the "Line of Sky"
” entrance.
The total length of this "line of sky" is only more than two hundred feet, narrow and slender. But it is enough to accommodate a horse driving inside. Ling Tianyun raised the reins to speed up the horse a little. He had to look back from time to time.
Looking at the old monk, I saw that the old monk was smiling, which can be described as elated.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up, old monk. I'm starving to death." When the old monk saw Ling Tianyun turning his head to look at him, the old monk couldn't help but angrily yelled again and raised his big withered palms with loose sleeves. He was frightened.
Ling Tianyun's body trembled and he couldn't help but shrink his neck. He quickly turned his head back and picked up the reins to speed up the horse again.
In this narrow "line", only the rapid sound of horse hooves and the jingling of bells were heard. However, the little black donkey ridden by the old monk was always able to keep up with the white horse's footsteps and followed closely.
Later.
The exit was about ten feet ahead. The two of them did not encounter any danger in this narrow path, but they drove safely to the exit. Ling Tianyun couldn't help but let out a long breath when he saw this, and his whole body
His guard also relaxed. He thought that there would be no danger when he reached the exit. After all, the most dangerous section was already passed.
A donkey, a horse, an old man and a young man quickly passed through the narrow and slender "line of sky". When Ling Tianyun rushed out of the exit, he was dumbfounded. At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart. On the other hand, the old monk
But he was calm, as if everything in front of him was under his control.
I saw twenty or thirty people standing in front of me, headed by a burly man. As soon as they saw the old man and the young man coming out of the "line of sky", they surrounded them one after another. Before Ling Tianyun could fully react, they
They surrounded the old monk and Ling Tianyun like an iron bucket.
After all, Ling Tianyun's crow's mouth turned out to be true, they had really encountered a mountain bandit.
Ling Tianyun sat on horseback and looked at this group of so-called bandits. This group of bandits seemed to be different from other bandits. The burly man at the head was dressed in linen, and his hair was casually tied with a piece of linen.
He was tied up with a rope. He was as strong as an iron tower, and his beard seemed to have not been shaved cleanly, and there were still beard dregs. The man had a pair of big eyes like bull's eyes, and his piercing gaze glanced at them. This big man glanced at them.
He was carrying a huge ax on his shoulders, and he was wearing a pair of broken straw sandals that exposed all ten of his toes.
Ling Tianyun's eyes glanced at the other bandits. The other bandits were all wearing thin and ragged cotton clothes. Some of the cotton clothes were so torn that even the cotton wadding inside was exposed. They looked nervously at the old and the young.
, I don’t know why all of them are still shaking uncontrollably. And the weapons they hold are even more outrageous. Some are carrying a hoe, some are holding a wooden stick, and some are holding
Sickles, and some even more outrageous, lifted a large stone as a weapon.
The old monk was about to take a sip of wine and suddenly spat it out. He stared at these so-called bandits with his eyes wide open. He seemed not to believe his eyes, and he rubbed himself again.
His eyes, shocked and weird, glanced from the big man carrying the axe, and then turned to the group of other bandits holding strange weapons. A strange expression appeared on his face, that expression was that of disbelief.
That feeling of not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and wanting to laugh but not being able to.