Yan Ling said: "It's okay, it's okay! We don't know where we are, how could she know about Nine Days? She should have fled a long time ago." When I was looking for water just now, I found that there was a mountain temple on the cliff to the west, where there was water, and I could spend the night, and this pottery bowl was exactly what I brought from there. ”

"That's right, it's really an endless road, let's first place Dingzhi in the mountain temple, and then my sister will go to Buxian Mountain. ”

"Well, that's all. Yan Ling nodded in agreement.

So the two of them discussed, helped Wenji up, each put one arm on his shoulder, and walked slowly towards the west half-dragging and half-racking.

Walk more than half a mile far and near, the mountain cliff in front really reveals a mountain shrine temple, the temple door is written with "Jingshan Temple" three raised seal characters, black lacquer sticky some moss, peeling off, obviously for a long time has not been enshrined incense.

The two of them slowly put the foundation into the ancestral temple and sat in a sheltered corner of the west wall.

The wise girl patrolled around, but saw that the dust was all over the ground, and the cobwebs were hanging obliquely, and the mountain god behind the confession stood as a demon to eliminate the demon, with a hideous face, and the raised right arm was already mutilated, although the face was gray, but it still did not lose its might.

The wise girl retracted her gaze and asked, "Sister Yan Ling, are you afraid to stay here?"

"Don't be afraid! With Brother Dingzhi here, I'm not afraid of anything, I'm not afraid of anything!" Yan Ling agreed neatly.

"That's good...... You just wait here for your sister to come back, and your sister goes first. The wise girl glanced at Wenji and hurriedly walked out of the mountain temple.

Only when she came out of the temple, the wise girl suddenly felt at a loss, neither knew what the so-called 'human grass' was, nor did she know the path of the salty mountain, and regretted that she had not asked the old Taoist carefully.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Ling remembered what the old Tao said, and concluded that the direction of Buxian Mountain should be in the east, so he opened his mouth to the east, looked at it, suddenly tiptoed, jumped on the top of the pine, stepped on the pine needles, and rushed towards the east mountain range.

Inside the temple of the mountain god.

Wenji has been in a coma, occasionally muttering a few sentences, but it is also vague.

Yan Ling sat aside, there was nothing to do, he was in a hurry, he looked at Wenji for a while, and looked outside the temple for a while.

Before you know it, it's getting dark.

This high mountain land is no more peaceful than a peaceful place, but when the sky is dark, you really can't see your fingers, only the stars in the night sky, blinking your tired eyelids, and sprinkling misty afterglow.

Although Yan Ling said that he was not afraid, when it was really dark and blind all around, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned in his heart. She half-clinged to Wenji and half-hugged Wenji, no longer heart-warming warmth, staring at the temple gate with hanging eyes, not turning, one was afraid of the beast attacking, the second was afraid of the appearance of ghosts, and the third was afraid of the sudden arrival of nine days.

Afraid and hungry to toss until midnight, Yan Ling couldn't support it, and as soon as his head drooped, he leaned on Wenji's right shoulder and took a nap.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps at the gate of the temple, and suddenly two vague and tall figures turned in, both of which seemed to be holding long shackles in their hands.

Yan Ling heard the noise, opened his eyes and looked closely, screamed in fright, and grabbed Fenyun and stabbed it in his hand: "You are human...... Still is...... Or a ghost?"

"Huh, Ah Jing, there seems to be someone here tonight! In the darkness, there was a deep voice.

"Let's light the fire, and I'll light the fire. As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of flint scraping.

The sound of "clicking" fire, made Yan Ling creepy, like a nightmare, unable to speak for a while, although she has lived in Lishan since she was a child, but it is the first time she has encountered this terrifying scene.

After a few sparks splashed, there was a "whirring" sound, and a pine branch torch burned, illuminating the fire in the mountain temple and shaking.

In the shadow of the fire, two sturdy and tall old men dressed in hunting clothes appeared, one with a beard and a rosacea face, revealing a reckless aura all over their bodies, and the long guy turned out to be the double-strand hunting fork held by the two of them.

Yan Ling had already seen clearly that the person who came was human, but he still asked in a panic, "What the hell are you guys...... It's human...... Or the ghost...... Ghosts?"

"Oh ha!"

There was a cry of surprise, and while the beard put the torch close to the face of the mill, he stuck out his tongue to scare Yan Ling, and said with a smile, "So there is a little girl here! Little girl: Do you say we are human beings or ghosts?"

Yan Ling was so frightened by the sound that her pores stood up, she tightened her body, blinking her eyelashes, and didn't dare to squeak.

When he found Wen Ji in the corner, he stirred his tongue and said, "Huh, there's another person in the corner! ”

"You dare!" Although Yan Ling was afraid, he still held the cloud thorn in his hand in front of Wen Ji, with a cold look on his eyebrows.

"Ah Jing, don't talk nonsense, it's not good to frighten other people's little girls. "Little girl, don't be afraid, we are hunters in this mountain, and we often come here to spend the night, and it is fate to meet you two tonight." ”

As he had spoken, he took off the skin from his left shoulder, threw it on the ground with his iron fork, and cried, "Ah Jing, make a fire and burn some venison to eat." ”

"Okay. The cheeks answered honestly.

Throw the torch on the ground in the center of the temple, and also unload the miscellaneous prey tools, then go to the temple to bring in some firewood, set up a firewood pile, hit the flint, and suddenly crackled and burned a bonfire, and then took out the hanging pot to get clean water, while supporting a tripod, while hanging the hanging pot on the bonfire, and threw the prepared pieces of venison into the hanging pot.

Before much, the boiling water is boiling and the aroma of meat is overflowing.

Yan Ling was already hungry, and when he smelled the venison at this time, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Two old grandfathers, can you give you some meat to eat?"

"Oh ha, little girl, I have to give you meat to eat, come on, come on...... Sit down to eat here. The beard beckoned warmly.

"Thank you, two grandfathers. Yan Ling walked over happily and sat around the bonfire with the two of them.

With a big grin, he took out a piece of venison from the hanging pot and handed it to Yan Ling.

Yan Ling originally had an excellent appetite, never chose food, and was so hungry that he grabbed the venison and took a bite.

Wow!

almost stuck two molars, Yan Ling frowned in pain and said, "Grandpa, you hurt me: this meat is not cooked yet, it's so fishy!"

"Oh ha...... Isn't it ripe, fishy, how can it be?" laughed happily, stared at the hanging pot with wide eyes, picked up a piece of venison, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it in a big gulp, and immediately reveled in the deliciousness, "Oh wow, wow, wow...... It smells so good...... How can it be fishy?"

"Hey!" Yan Ling frowned and pouted, looking unappetizing, and complained, "And there is no salt in this venison!"

"No salt? Oh...... That's forgotten. "The cheeks must scratch the ears and scratch the cheeks.

"Put some salt in there......," Rosacea commanded.

"Is there any salt? Is there any salt?"

"Why not? I said yes, look for it!" Rosacea urged.

He hurriedly fumbled in the skin jacket for a while, and then found four or five large pieces of salt, ready to throw them into the hanging pot.

"Much! more...... If you have too much salt, you're going to die!" Yan Ling yelled as he put the venison back into the hanging pot.

"Fool! Look at what you do, you know that you are a fool! How many times have I told you: the salt must be crushed, and the second must be in moderation, so that this meat can be eaten!" The sake lees face stretched out a piece of salt, gently crushed it, and spilled it in the hanging pot.

"What a one, two, go, go...... I don't understand!" Cheek Beard threw the remaining salt behind him angrily.

"It turns out that the bearded grandfather doesn't know how to use salt!hahahaha...... What a fool!" Yan Ling laughed jokingly.

"Cut! If you don't put the salt, it's all a meal anyway, and you want to fart with your bare stomach, huh?"

"Wait half an hour. Yan Ling said.

"Huh? I have to wait for half an hour? No matter, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat first. The beard reached out to the hanging pot to get the venison.

There was a "pop" sound, and the rosacea slapped the arm of the bearded arm: "The little girl said, 'Wait for half an hour, wait for half an hour', and you are not allowed to eat." ”

"Cut! all these tricks, just feed them directly. The beard muttered inexplicably, his hands in his cuffs, his face full of unconvinced.

"Stop talking nonsense!" said Rosacea.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, it's amazing. The cheeks glared back, and no more squeaks.

So the three of them sat around the campfire, waiting for the venison to be cooked and flavored before they came to eat.

The bonfire crackled and burned, the boiling water gurgled and the aroma of venison grew stronger and stronger, wafting everywhere.

After about half an hour, Yan Ling estimated that the venison had been cooked to taste, so he said, "Two grandfathers: I see that it's almost over, let's eat." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, let's eat...... It's long overdue!" Beard couldn't wait to grab a piece of venison, and as he bit it, he complained, "This salted venison is as delicious as Hazi?"

"Just eat yours and don't talk nonsense. Sake lees scolded as he took a piece of deer crotch and handed it to Yan Ling, and then took another piece of venison himself and ate it with taste.

Yan Ling took the deer's crotch and was about to give it to Wenji, but after hesitating for a moment, he still gave up: Wenji can't even drink water, how can he eat this venison?

She nibbled on her own, nibbling and gnawing...... Tears fell with a puff.

Seeing this, the sake lees asked urgently, "Hey, hey...... Little girl, why are you crying while eating meat?"

"Grandpa, you don't know: my brother Dingzhi is injured, and now he can't even drink a sip of water, but I'm here to eat meat in a big gulp. When I think of him, I feel very sad. Yan Ling shrugged her nose, wiped her tears, and said sadly.