Li Yitian and the four of them rode slowly all the way, leisurely and leisurely, telling jokes and interesting things on the road, and living a happy and tight life.

A few of them did not have the quality of the heroic and righteous spirit in the storyteller's book on the streets, but they ate all the special snacks along the way and saw the good scenery on the road.

All the way, there are birds singing and flowers, green mountains and beautiful mountains, and when you are tired, you will sit on the side of the road.

Immediately carry wine and jerky snacks on your back, eat two bites of jerky and drink a little wine.

This kind of leisurely life is very much in line with Li Yitian's lazy temperament.

But only Wu Shuaige knew that whenever Li Yitian kept vigil in the middle of the night, he was always practicing the martial arts "Longyuan Sword Technique" collected in the Taixuan Sutra and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

This set of swordsmanship was created by the late swordsmith cadre.

Legend has it that when Gan Jiang learned to forge swords with Master Ou Yezi, he was a swordsman who was born close to the sword and could sense the mind of the sword.

After Master Ou Yezi and the cadre cast the Longyuan sword, the cadre looked down at the sword body, as if climbing a high mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and deep as if there was a giant dragon lying down, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a beautiful sword, like a star looming in the sky, and like a dragon lying quietly in the abyss." ”

The commander then swung his sword and danced as he pleased, and the sword dance was full of ancient mystery and exuded majestic beauty.

Like a giant dragon creeping in the abyss, the mountain shook and disappeared.

Suddenly, I saw the dragon soaring in the sky, soaring above the night sky, and the stars were gone, never to be seen again.

This beautiful sword dance contains thousands of killing machines, when the killing machine is in the world, its momentum is as majestic as a giant dragon soaring into the sky, and the Dao Dao sword light carries the breath of death.

Later, this sword dance became a martial art for killing, and the world called it Longyuan swordsmanship.

And the Qin State Scripture Pavilion is one of the very few places where this sword technique is collected.

This was given to him by the old man Hu mysteriously when Li Yitian decided to enter the rivers and lakes to practice, and told him that it was handed over to him by the six-story building, and the one also said that Li Yitian wanted to practice hard.

When Li Yitian was curious in his heart about who the master in the six-story building was, the information of this person suddenly appeared in his memory, the Qin State Spear Saint - Xia Changfeng was also his own master.

Most of the first-class people in the world who use guns are in Zhao State, because Zhao State has many cavalry, and the most important thing is to use long weapons, and the last gun saint before Xia Changfeng is the royal family of Zhao State-Zhao Jian.

Xia Changfeng was selected by the King of Qin to sit on the guard when he was young, and his talent for martial arts training was extremely high, and he was proficient in swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

Once the king of Qin and the king of Zhao met, as the two most powerful countries among the kingdoms, the meeting naturally collided, and when the two sides sent people to fight guns, the Qin state was defeated three times.

King Zhao laughed at King Qin and said, "It seems that the people of Qin are not suitable for holding spears." ”

Just when the ministers of the Qin State were gritting their teeth in anger, but they were helpless, Xia Changfeng, a fifteen-year-old boy who had followed his master out to exercise, came out and knelt down in front of King Qin.

His voice was deafening: "The minister Xia Changfeng respectfully asks the king to give an order, and order the minister to take the name of 'Gun Saint' within ten years, if this order is violated, Xia Changfeng will come to see him!"

King Qin looked at the young man kneeling at the bottom of the steps, and the overlord between the countries said in a deep voice: "I, it's accurate!"

As a result, the fifteen-year-old boy disappeared from the Qin State, and the turmoil caused by this incident gradually subsided.

People who remember this incident gradually took him as a joke.

However, ten years later, more than a month before Chinese New Year's Eve, a twenty-five-year-old young man carried a spear and entered Zhao Jian's mansion alone.

A spear overturned all the martial arts masters in the house, and then fought with Zhao Jian of the red armor golden gun with more than a thousand moves.

After leaving countless scars on his body, the tip of the young man's gun was pressed against Zhao Jian's throat.

Then Xia Changfeng returned the humiliation of King Zhao back word by word: "I am a guard of the Qin State who has practiced guns for ten years and won the gun saint of Zhao State, it seems that the people of Zhao State are not suitable for holding spears." ”

Then he shook the tip of his gun and killed the king of Zhao City and fled towards the Qin State.

When King Zhao heard about this, he was furious and sent people to chase and kill, and even used the army.

After the Qin spies transmitted the news back to the Qin State, the King of Qin sent 200,000 troops on the border and sent a war letter to the King of Zhao, which was only four words on it, concise and to the point: "Does Zhao want to fight?"

After King Zhao received the war letter, his face turned red, and he wanted to send troops, but he was persuaded by the ministers for a long time and finally threw off his sleeves and let go of the seriously injured Xia Changfeng.

And the king of Qin also returned with his hero in triumph.

So Li Yitian remembered that he originally used a gun.

Thinking of his own master, who was full of bullish spirit in his life, he knew that after he changed his swordsmanship, not only did he not kill himself with a single shot, but carefully selected swordsmanship for himself.

Li Yitian couldn't help but scratch his head in embarrassment, but he knew that the sword chosen by the spear saint's vision was extraordinary.

Therefore, he has been practicing this Longyuan swordsmanship diligently, although he has not obtained the true meaning of it, but it has taken on its form, and it is enough to kill thieves.

Finally, the four of them came to a small post station set up by the government twenty miles outside Yanzi Mountain, where the information about the Yanshan thieves provided by the government was provided.

After reading the information posted by the government, Li Yitian knew that although the Eye Mountain Thieves were scattered and scattered, the organization was relatively loose but they were strictly hierarchical, and the rank of the thieves was divided by the ghost face they wore.

The ghost face is made according to the legend of the eighteen layers of hell, and the more than 800 ghosts on the mountain are divided into eighteen categories, namely, "tongue pulling ghost, scissor ghost, iron tree ghost, evil mirror ghost, steamer ghost, copper pillar ghost, knife mountain ghost, iceberg ghost, oil pot ghost, cow pit ghost, stone pressure ghost, mortar ghost, blood pool ghost, vain death ghost, torture ghost, volcano ghost, stone grinding ghost, knife ghost" There are also ten halls of Yama King "King Qin Guang, King Chujiang, Emperor Song, King of Qizuo, King Yama, King Biancheng, King Taishan, King of the City, King of Equality, King of the Wheel"

The first six ghosts are only responsible for finding out the news of the caravan, the news of the government, transporting goods and selling stolen goods after the robbery, and being responsible for food and living on the mountain.

Most of them are homeless escapees, insignificant people among the Yanshan thieves, and they are also people who often stay in the mountains and are caught by the government.

But how many displaced people are there in the world? For the Yanshan thieves, if they take a batch, they will find another batch.

Most of the six ghosts in the middle are fugitives, thieves and outlaws, and they are the main force in robbing roads and fighting with the government.

These two suffered a lot of casualties when the Jianghu Ranger debuted.

The number of the last six ghosts is at least, about a few dozen, no one knows their identities, all of them are strong in martial arts, and they are the main force to kill the rangers.

And if there are strong martial arts rangers who kill these six ghosts, they will meet the even more mysterious Ten Palaces of Hades before they step out of Swallow Mountain with a human head mask.

And none of the rangers who met the Ten Palaces of Hades came out of the mountain alive, which led to the fact that the government never got any clues about the identities of the latter six ghosts and the Ten Palaces of Hades.

On the bounty list issued by the government, the head of the first six ghosts is fifty wen, the head of the middle six ghosts is five taels of silver, the head of the last six ghosts is fifty taels of silver, and the head of the ten halls of Yama is fifty taels of gold.

Whether it is the thief killing certificate, the bounty or the idle job of the wanderer, it is a great attraction for the quacks.

Li Yitian once again sighed with emotion, and the old fox-like methods of the county guard.

A few people who were wandering were seen by the officers and soldiers stationed in the company, this is a veteran in his forties, he walked up to Li Yitian and said, "Shaoxia is here to kill thieves?"

Li Yitian nodded.

The veteran looked at Mo Lin and said, "These must be friends of the young man, and they also went into the mountains to kill thieves?"

Li Yitian nodded again and asked politely: "As the old man said, several of us are going to go into the mountains to kill thieves, but I don't know what advice the old man has?"

The veteran sighed, his face was only tired and vicissitudes under the sunset, and he slowly spoke: "Don't dare to advise, the little old man has a few heartfelt words, and I hope that the young man will not be strange after listening to it."

I see that the young man is dressed plainly, and there is a faint nobility on his body, he should be a child of a wealthy family.

The thieves in this swallow mountain are not easy to kill, and how many dry bones in the mountain are left by the rangers.

Young heroes don't want to covet fame and make their families cry. ”

Li Yitian solemnly waved at the old man and said: "Thank you for my advice, the younger generation should remember that they will not force themselves." ”

When the veteran saw that he insisted on going to the mountains, he looked at Li Yitian and stopped talking, but finally just sighed.

At this time, a young woman in tattered clothes, her hair was full of madness, and she couldn't see her human appearance, ran over and grabbed Li Yitian's snow-white sleeves, leaving five dark fingerprints on it.

The young woman muttered: "Is the young man going to kill the thief?

On that day, the woman was living and cooking in front of the stove, and a thief with a mask of a ghost in a frying pot rushed in and tore the woman's clothes, intending to do something wrong.

Poor my five-year-old boy heard the noise and came in to check on it, and the beast raised his knife and cut it, and my child fell to the ground and bled profusely.

The brute insulted the woman in front of my child's corpse, and her eyes were full of the corpse of the child in a pool of blood.

Then the animal struck the woman, and the man fainted to the ground, and when he closed his eyes, it was the corpse of my child.

The women of the people are not blind to death!

When I woke up again, the woman was covered in blood, and it was all my child's blood!

When I went to the other house, my parents-in-law and my father died at the hands of those beasts.

Pg you, please, help her, kill that brute!

The women of the people will sacrifice their heads to the spirits of their families in heaven!

I beg you, I beg you!"

The woman couldn't stop kowtowing to Li Yitian.

When Li Yitian was at a loss, she suddenly stood up again and rushed towards Zhou Gongyi, still with the same rhetoric and the same actions.

The veteran looked at her and sighed and said, "Young man doesn't need to care, she's a madman." “

Li Yitian unconsciously repeated: "Crazy?"

The veteran's eyes were full of pity: "She is a poor person, everything she says is true.

It's just that the thief who plagued her and killed her whole family had already been killed by a hero and brought her head.

Since then, a good person has gone crazy, because there is no point in her life anymore.

Now she's just an undead who still screams and wanders.

Because she said these things when she saw people, those heroes were already tired of her. “

Li Yitian saw Mr. Lu Xun's "Xianglin Sister-in-law" in this world, and he didn't think much of it when he read it in books before.

But when he saw this woman, he seemed to hear the sorrow of her fate.

Li Yitian gritted his teeth tightly, and spit out two words from his mouth with red eyes: "Kill!"

He remained silent until the evening, his lips tensed, and the atmosphere in the room became oppressive and heavy.

When night fell, the veteran lit a bonfire in the clearing, and the light of the fire illuminated his half-aged cheeks.

The veteran sang a nursery rhyme near Swallow Mountain in a bleak voice: "Swallow Mountain, a hundred ghosts, how many rangers turn into dry bones."

Persuade the monarch not to go to the mountains, and the ghosts in the mountains eat people.

The trees on the mountain are green and green, and the blood river under the trees is red and red.

The dead parted and wept, and only a hundred ghosts sang. “

In this bleak and strange singing, Li Yitian stood up with the sword tightly tied to his body, and there was a fire in his eyes that burned through the darkness.

He finally spoke, but his voice was no longer gentle, but hoarse as it had never been, and there was anger in it that he couldn't suppress: "Go, go into the mountains and kill the thief!"