"Lin Si'er has gone, and the original Hua Nianping has also died for love, so he followed her! Now I am the reborn Xiong Jiandong after rebirth, and I am no longer Hua Nianping!"
"I died - I'm alive again!"
Hua Nianping sat in silence for a long time, finally looked up to the sky and sighed, and continued walking aimlessly towards the forest in front of him. He saw a sign reminding forest fire prevention, and the signature below was: Jiuwei Mountain Scenic Area Management Committee.
Moving forward along the mountain stream, the stream was clear and there were many strange rocks. From time to time, vines and thorns blocked the way. He took out the Prince's Sword, slashed it forward and back, and finally found a stone staircase leading up the mountain.
This prince's sword is very handy. Even the handle is only half a foot long, but it is extremely sharp. It can be swung at will without using any force. No matter how thick or solid the branches are, it will be broken in two.
After climbing up the stone steps for more than an hour, my eyes gradually opened up, and I arrived in front of the tower on the mountain. The wind chimes were swinging, crisp and sweet.
This pagoda was originally called the Jingke Holy Pagoda.
Under the tower, surrounded by pines and cypresses, stone carvings and ancient steles are scattered, and pavilions and pavilions are connected. Nearby, there is an ancient temple with a thousand years of history, which is full of tourists and full of incense. From time to time, you can see several Taoist nuns walking back and forth in and around the ancient temple.
Not far from Hua Nianping, there is a thatched cottage, a small stall selling tourist souvenirs, as well as some scattered food and sundries. The stall owner is an elderly woman, and the business is very slow.
He was hungry and thirsty at this time, so he walked over to his mother-in-law and asked for a bowl of water.
The old woman looked at him with surprise, wondering how this strong, handsome young man could be covered in mud and penniless, like a scoundrel who had just crawled out of a ditch.
Not only did she hand Hua Nianping a bottle of mineral water, but she also kindly gave him several tea eggs and two pancakes.
"Where did you come from? How did you end up like this? Did you meet a bad person?" the old woman asked Hua Nianping.
"I..." Hua Nianping couldn't think of how to answer for a moment, but he couldn't bear to deceive the old woman, so he had to answer: "I came from the capital and got lost, so I ended up here."
"It's Beijing!" the old woman became interested, "My youngest son works there, he says he is helping others wash their cars!"
"Does my mother-in-law live alone on this mountain?" Hua Nianping noticed that there was only a narrow wooden bed and very simple living utensils in the hut.
"No!" said the old woman, "The old man died early. One of his daughters married to Shanxi. The eldest son is not well-off and cannot take care of his own family. I am the only one on this mountain, guarding Jing Ke.
The high tower of Yisheng, and the naughty queen in the great temple, live one day at a time!"
"Why don't you go to the capital and live with your younger son there?" Hua Nianping couldn't help but feel pity for the old woman's plight.
"My child hasn't been back for several years now, and I don't know whether he is dead or alive!" The old woman said, full of worries, "Besides, the capital of love is so big, how can I, an old woman, find him?"
From time to time, a large number of tourists came out of the scenic spot, bustling around the many market stalls at the intersection in front, and bargaining there. Although the old woman's goods were not bad and the prices were not expensive, no one paid any attention to her for a long time.
She sighed, her eyes were dazed, and she felt very lonely.
"Mother-in-law, your stall is remote and at the back. Let me help you move it to the front!" Hua Nianping said.
"No, no!" the old lady waved her hands repeatedly, "We are not allowed to steal business, so don't cause trouble!"
"As long as I'm here, you don't have to worry!" Hua Nianping comforted her.
Ignoring the old lady's frightened and frightened obstruction, he quickly moved the stall more than ten meters forward to a very bright location.
As soon as the stall was set up, several tourists gathered around it and picked out items worth dozens of dollars.
Just when Hua Nianping was happy that the old lady's business was open, several men jumped out from nowhere and surrounded the old lady's stall.
One of them, a fat black man with a buzz cut, shouted: "You old and immortal Yao woman, how dare you dare to come here to steal business!"
He slapped his palm on the table, and several things rolled to the floor, making the mother-in-law named Yao shrink into a ball in fright.
"Don't be overbearing!" Hua Nianping shouted loudly, striding forward, "Excuse me, why can't the old lady set up a stall here? Are there any regulations?"
Since his rebirth as Xiong Jiandong, he feels that his body has become stronger and stronger.
It is true that at this time, he has transformed into Xiong Jiandong. After all, he was a Marine Corps special soldier. He is no longer the physically disabled and cowardly Hua Nianping.
The fat man looked Hua Nianping up and down, and smiled at his accomplices: "He is wearing an old military uniform that is dirty and torn, and it is hard to tell whether he is a human or a ghost. It is really disgusting to look at!
"
Several of his companions echoed and laughed together.
"Brother Zhang, it's none of this young man's business. I'll just move back." Seeing Granny Yao packing up her things immediately, she was about to move back.
"Auntie, wait a minute, let me argue with these brothers before we make any calculations."
Hua Nianping followed the fat man, who was called Brother Zhang, and said, "I dare to ask, brother, are you the manager of this scenic spot? This mother-in-law is lonely and pitiful, why don't you show your kindness and give the old man a meal!"
"Where did you come from, you wild guy? Whose name is it? How dare you meddle in my business!" Brother Zhang made a fierce face towards Hua Nianping, suddenly took a step back, tore open his coat, and instantly exposed
A three-section stick inserted into the body of the trousers.
"My surname is Hua... no, my surname is Xiong. I am just a passing guest."
Hua Nianping showed no fear and touched the Prince's Sword at his waist.
He felt a heat rolling up and down in his cavity, and a cold smell came out of his throat. This was the blood of the golden python, which was boiling in his body at this time.
"Where did the wild ghost come from? You don't know what to do!"
Before Brother Zhang could take action, he saw two people behind him swearing, waving their three-section sticks, and whizzing towards Hua Nianping's legs with the sound of wind. Hua Nianping jumped up and jumped over one meter.
high.
When the two men saw him dodge by, they shouted, "Come again!" The force of their attacks became even more ferocious.
All he saw was two short sticks, one on the left and one on the right, working together to strike at Hua Nianping's shoulders. Hua Nianping turned around, dodged in an instant, and took advantage of the momentum to pull out the Prince's Sword from his waist. But he saw a flash of light and shadow.
Flash, these two men only had the heads of their three-section sticks in their hands.
When he turned around, he used another force to sweep out with a spinning foot. One of them was hit and fell to the ground. The other person was caught off guard and his legs were thrown by the body of his companion on the ground. He staggered a few steps and fell backwards, almost knocking him.