Out of Ju County is the vast mountains, with the cover of wind and snow, before dawn the three of them traveled more than 200 miles, then slowed down and found a place to settle in the mountains.

Heavy snow covers the mountain, and if you want to find a place to stay, you can only find a cave, but caves are not everywhere, you need to try your luck, the three of them are not very lucky, and they have been looking for more than half an hour and have not found a cave that can live.

After a few more moments, the three of them stopped, and looked northwest from the top of the mountain, and there was smoke wafting out of the mountainside not far away, where there should be a cave, and there was a fire in it.

"Who's going to come here. The fat man muttered to himself.

"We've traveled at least three hundred miles, and Orion won't go that far. Zhuge Chanjuan said.

"There are no fields and houses, and it doesn't look like seclusion here. Nanfeng was also full of doubts.

"Could it be another trap?" said the fat man's bow and snake shadow.

Nanfeng shook his head, the smoke on the mountainside was very light, if he didn't get closer, he wouldn't have found it at all, even if Xuanqing and the others wanted to try here, they couldn't determine the specific route they were walking, if they were a little farther away, they wouldn't be able to see the smoke.

"More is better than less, bypass. Zhuge Chanjuan suggested.

Nanfeng nodded, and just wanted to move, but found a few gray shadows in the woods near the mountainside, and looked closely, it was a few gray wolves.

The gray wolves gathered together and approached the cave, and the people in the cave seemed to throw stones, and the gray wolves jumped and dodged, and did not enter the cave but never left, but wandered around the cave entrance.

"It's not a powerful person, let's go, go over and borrow a light. The fat man said.

Nanfeng nodded in agreement and jumped forward to take the lead.

After a few ups and downs, the three of them arrived at the mountainside, and when the gray wolves saw the three of them coming, they were afraid and turned and ran away.

The fat man threw a hammer and smashed one to death, and happily ran over to pick it up.

It was indeed a cave, and there was a room with a dying bonfire in the big hole, and a down-and-out boy stood next to it.

The young man was about the same age as the three of them, not tall, very thin, ragged, with his hair in a messy bun, not handsome but not ugly, with a long sword in his hand, looking at them timidly.

At the same time as the young man looked at the two, Nanfeng and Zhuge Chanjuan were also looking at this person, there are subtle differences in the appearance of people from the south and north, looking at the appearance of this young man, he should be from the south.

Next to the bonfire, there is also a small baggage, and the corner of the burden is untied, and you can see that there is a lot of dry food in it.

The fat man carried the dead wolf back to the entrance of the cave and said to the young man inside, "Little brother, why are you here?"

The young man looked at the dead wolf in the fat man's hand, then at the fat man, and stopped talking.

Seeing that the young man didn't open his mouth, the fat man said again, "We are passing by, and we have nowhere to stay, so borrow a light." Without waiting for the boy to answer, he strode into the cave, put the hammer down, and drew the short knife from his waist.

Seeing him draw his knife, the young man subconsciously took a step back.

"Don't be afraid, we're not bad people. The fat man crouched down and skinned the wolf.

Nanfeng and Zhuge Chanjuan glanced at each other and stepped into the cave. When the young man saw the two men entering, he hurried to the fire, grabbed his baggage, and hid in the corner.

The burden had never been tied, but when the young man took it, something fell out of it, a pair of new cotton shoes that had never been touched by the soil.

Zhuge Chanjuan picked up the shoes and threw them to the young man, the young man had the heart to catch them, but Zhuge Chanjuan didn't throw them hard enough, he couldn't reach them, and the shoes fell to the ground.

Nanfeng naturally knew that Zhuge Chanjuan's move was to test whether the young man had aura cultivation, looking at the young man's clumsy reaction, he should not be a cultivator, but the strange thing is that the long sword held by this person is not a vulgar thing, it is made of stainless steel at first glance, and it is double-sided with a blade, which is very sharp. This kind of long sword is worth at least a hundred taels of silver, and only real people in the rivers and lakes can hold and use it.

"I went out to collect some firewood and grass. Zhuge Chanjuan turned around and left the cave.

The fat man was skinning the wolf, and he was drenched in blood, and the young man didn't seem to have seen such a bloody scene, frowning and tilting his head, not daring to look at it directly.

Nanfeng did not rush to talk to the young man, but looked around the cave where he was, there was no sign of artificial repair, and there was no heavy smoky black dirt on the roof of the cave, which showed that the young man had not stayed here for long.

Just when Nanfeng wanted to retract his gaze and find a place to sit down, he found a few large black characters on the stone wall on the inside of the cave, which were written with burned charcoal, and should not be kept away.

These eight words are written with dragon tendons and tiger bones, Luan Piaofengbo, both strong and vigorous, and there is no lack of elegance and ease, and it is impossible to write this good hand without decades of immersion.

The writing was a burnt stick, which was thrown in a corner of the cave.

"Who wrote this?" Nanfeng turned to look at the boy cowering in the corner.

The boy shook his head.

"I ask you. The south wind raised the tone.

The fat man turned around when he heard the voice, "What are you doing?"

Nanfeng didn't answer, but looked directly at the young man, waiting for him to answer.

The boy was helpless and had to answer, "I don't know." ”

As soon as I opened my mouth, it was indeed a southern accent.

After the boy finished speaking, he hugged his burden and wanted to move out. The south wind walked to the entrance of the cave and blocked his way. The young man saw that he could not leave, and retreated into the corner.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" asked Minami Masase.

Seeing that Nanfeng's expression was not good, the young man was even more panicked, "My name is Gao Pingsheng, and I will call Liang Guojingkou." ”

"What are you doing?" asked Nanfeng.

"I'll come, I'll come" The boy was very anxious, but after the anxiety was a look of frustration, "I don't know." ”

After that, he also knew that Nanfeng would not believe it, and added eagerly, "I really don't know." ”

Nanfeng frowned when he heard this, seeing that this young man didn't look like he was lying, but if he wasn't lying, this matter wouldn't make sense, he had come all the way, how could he not know what he was doing.

"You were captured?" the fat man asked, looking back.

The boy shook his head, "No, I came by myself." ”

"Interesting, I don't know what to do, what are you doing in this barren mountain?" the fat man laughed.

"I don't know, it's not what I wanted to come. The boy shook his head again.

The fat man saw that he was quite pitiful, and he still had a little pity, but when he heard him say this, he was also angry, "Why do you talk upside down?"

The fat man was tall and tall, and he was doing that bloody thing, and the young man was more afraid of him than the south wind, and when he saw him angry, he was not afraid, "The hero is angry, what I said is true." ”

"You're big. The fat man turned back and continued to peel the skin.

"It's crazy. Zhuge Chanjuan came back with firewood and grass from outside, put down firewood and grass and walked towards the young man, "Come, I will call with you." ”

The young man didn't dare to disobey, so he could only put down his burden and long sword and stretched out his arm.

Zhuge Chanjuan stretched out two fingers for his pulse. Nanfeng walked over and picked up the sword.

Seeing Nanfeng take his long sword, the young man panicked, and wanted to snatch it back but didn't dare.

"How dare you run into the mountains alone?" said the fat man.

"I said it, not what I wanted to come. The boy shook his head.

Zhuge Chanjuan was calling for the young man at this time, and for some reason, she suddenly frowned.

Nanfeng watched from the sidelines, and immediately raised his vigilance.

"Are you a martial arts practitioner?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan.

"No, I'm human. The boy shook his head.

Zhuge Chanjuan didn't say anything, slowly withdrew her hand, and suddenly slapped the back of the young man's head with lightning speed in the middle of the collection.

The boy didn't take precautions, and was beaten by her.

If a person who practices qi is suddenly attacked, the aura in the body will protect the body by itself, resist external forces, and reduce damage.

Seeing this, the two of them withdrew at the same time.

The fat man didn't know why, but he was startled by the actions of the two, got up in a hurry, and ran to get the hammer.

It was not only the fat man who was taken aback, but the young man was also frightened, his back against the stone wall, trembling like chaff.

"Who are you?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan.

"I really am a human being. The boy was scared and cried.

Seeing this, the three of them were even more puzzled, if the other party intended to conceal it, they should know that their cultivation had been detected by the three of them, so there was no need to continue pretending. Moreover, this person has a big hole, even if he can't beat the three of them, he won't be scared to cry.

Just when the three of them looked at each other, the young man really cried, crying so sad, so helpless.

Nanfeng looked at Zhuge Chanjuan and pointed to his head at the same time.

Zhuge Chanjuan shook her head, signaling that the young man had no problem with his senses.

"Isn't it crazy?" asked the fat man.

Zhuge Chanjuan shook her head again.

"What's the matter, ghost?" the fat man looked at the boy who was crying in the corner.

"This man has a big hole, and his breath is steady, and what kind of ghost can possess him. Nanfeng shook his head, it is not uncommon for ghosts to possess people, but in practice, people are positive and masculine, and the yin and evil qi cannot shake the influence.

The boy listened to the conversation between the three of them and looked up, "You can catch ghosts?"

"I won't, he will. "The fat man has a guide to the wind.

When the young man heard this, he crawled to the front of the south wind and begged, "Hero, please save me." ”

The fat man was afraid that this person would take the opportunity to sneak attack, so he hurriedly blocked Nanfeng before he died, "What do you want to do?"

"Ask the hero to exert his power and drive away this evil spirit that is possessed by me. The boy begged.

"You are not haunted by evil spirits. Nanfeng shook his head and said.

"Yes, yes, the reason why I came here is not that I want to come, but that the evil spirit drove me, the sky is pitiful, I met a few heroes here, please be merciful, drive away the evil spirit, and kill me. The boy kept talking.

Nanfeng didn't clear his head, frowning and silent.

The fat man asked, "Do you know that you have aura cultivation?"

"What is the cultivation?" the young man was at a loss.

"He didn't know. The fat man looked at the south wind.

"How old are you?" asked Nanfeng.

"I was born in the eighth year of ordinary life, and the big character is Ding Wei. "The boy is talking about the name of the southern country, and the big characters also refer to the birthday.

"The sheep are a year older than you. The fat man looked at the south wind again.

Nanfeng nodded, he got the dragon tooth silkworm to be reborn, and he got the seven-turn spirit pill to benefit the aura, which can be described as a shocking creation, Fang got the big hole cultivation at the age of seventeen, and this person is only one year older than him, and he is also a big hole cultivation, and he cultivates so quickly but doesn't know it, there must be a reason for it.

"Have you ever encountered a situation like him before?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan.

Nanfeng shook his head, and instead pointed to the handwriting on the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, "Who wrote those words?"

"It's the ghost's handwriting. The boy replied in the affirmative, something like this must have happened before.

"Where are the demons?" asked the fat man.

"On me. The boy replied.

"You don't have a ghost on you. "The fat man corrected.

"Yes, yes, but they never woke up. The teenager insisted.

"Why do you call it a demon, and what evil has it done?" asked Nanfeng.

"If it wakes up, I'm unconscious, and I've woken up in the wilderness grave a few times, and God knows what it's done. The boy said.

"Have you been like this for years?" asked Nanfeng again.

The young man nodded again and again, "At the age of twelve, I suffered this calamity, and my father invited all the Taoist monks, and made countless Jiao, and spent a lot of money, but he never got rid of it. ”

"The Taoist monk naturally can't help you. Nanfeng said casually.

"What the hell is so powerful?" the fat man wondered.

"It's not a ghost. The south wind shook his head.

"What's that?" asked the fat man.

"A little aura after the mortal"