When Song Xiaofu woke up, the sun was shining on his face, and he remembered that he had fallen from a cliff, and he was already frightened at that time, but he didn't expect to die. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info got up from the grass, and his body was sore, as if his bones were about to fall apart. Looking around, there is a valley facing mountains on three sides, and cliffs on three sides, as if it was chopped down with a divine axe. Looking up, I couldn't see the top edge, I saw a piece of clothing hanging on a tall tree, and I immediately understood why I fell from such a high cliff, and I was still safe, it turned out that it just fell on the tree, the tree was big and thick, and it was like an umbrella to support him, and then I fell to the ground.

Song Xiaofu thought about it and decided to go out from the valley, walked a few steps, and his mouth was dry, so he picked a few wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, and his spirit was better. Walking out of the valley, I saw that the mountains were surrounded by endless mountains, and there were no people and no mountain roads to be seen. Seeing this, Song Xiaofu panicked, didn't know where to go, sat on the ground and felt his heart fluttering, and he didn't know how long it took, only to feel dizzy from the sun, and suddenly, a cold air rose from the bottom, and his whole body trembled. He was so desperate that he thought that he would let Cold Poison take his life.

I don't know how long it has been, the cold poison has gradually disappeared, Song Xiaofu's whole body has been weakened, and he thought: "I don't die in a big disaster, it can be seen that the sky will not stop me." He gritted his teeth, chose a direction, and walked straight ahead.

It was getting late, and he still couldn't find his way, looking at a round of red sun gradually falling, Song Xiaofu sighed, looked up to the sky and shouted: "God, why do you treat me like this?" He sat down against the tree, huddled in a ball, dazed. However, the past half a month has been very experienced, and his courage has been extraordinary. And he found some dead grass, and found a great tree with a big tree, and spread the dead grass on it, and lay it on it. So that there is no fear of wild beasts attacking.

All this was done, and several stars were dotted in the vast sky, and the moon showed half of its face, smiling at the stars, like a loving mother looking at her children. Song Xiaofu said softly: "Xingxing, you are really happy, carefree, but I am a lonely and cold person, mother, you have to bless the child to be safe and sound, the child will kill Du Sheng to avenge his mother, mother ......"

When he woke up the next day but saw a hundred birds chirping, the sun shining softly on the earth, Song Xiaofu picked some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, and walked in the direction of the rising sun. During this attack of cold poison, he used the Yijin Jing Internal Strength Mental Method to resist the cold poison, and he actually felt a trace of warm air flow in the dantian, which made him excited and increased his desire to survive. The next morning, he walked in the direction of the rising sun, believing that one day he would come to a place where people lived.

After walking like this for a few days, I found a small stream, and I knew that if there was a stream, there would be people's homes. And he went down the stream. After a few more days, they came to a large waterhole with a radius of several miles, surrounded by cliffs, but there was no outlet, and it seemed that the stream had come to an end.

"No way. Song Xiaofu searched again, but still couldn't find the exit.

Song Xiaofu was discouraged, sat on the edge of the waterhole in a silent daze, grabbed grass and bit it in his mouth. Suddenly, he touched something in his hand, and when he picked it up, it was a rusty fish hook, and this discovery made him jump up and say, "There is indeed someone here." "If you look closely, there is a trail, but because no one has walked for a long time, it is overgrown with grass, and it is not easy to find.

Walking along the path, I found a few more tree stumps, and through a forest, I saw a row of thatched huts not far away. Song Xiaofu ran over quickly, but when he saw that the door was open, he shouted, "Is there anyone in the house?" No one even answered a few calls. Push the door in, but see that the furnishings in the room are extremely simple, a table and a chair are nothing else, the ground is full of dust, and there are countless cobwebs, which shows that there has been no one to live for a long time.

Song Xiaofu sighed and said, "I thought I could see the living people, but unexpectedly, it was the people who went to the empty building." "When he saw that there was another room in it, he pushed the door open and went in. It was apparently a bedroom, just as simple, with a table and a bed, and against the wall of the bed hung a huge portrait of a plump and beautiful young woman, as tall and short as a real person. "How can there be such a large painting? Seeing that the people in the painting are lifelike, flesh and blood, who painted them?" There were several lines of words written under the left corner of the picture, and Song Xiaofu could see it clearly, only to see that it was written:

The bright moon and clear wind stars shine, and the two swords are combined to avoid the battle of Hong Xu. A flash in the pan hides the root of the bane, and the struggle for fame and fortune begins to arise chaotically. The Yiren left the loess and buried, who will reward them for their empty appearance?

Lu Yanyan painted herself

Song Xiaofu said secretly after reading it: "It turns out that this portrait was painted by Lu Yanyan herself." Seeing the poetry of her living in seclusion here, I don't know where she ran away, leaving behind a huge painting? The poem is full of remorse, and I think it is regretting the past. It's just seclusion, and it seems impossible to leave. He said to the portrait: "The younger generation doesn't know that Aunt Lu lives here, and she ventured in, please forgive me." He exited the bedroom and went to the waterhole to look for an exit, but he still couldn't find it, so he had to go back to the hut for the night. Although Song Xiaofu was a child, it was inconvenient for him to be in a woman's bedroom, so he only lay on the table outside all night.

On the second day, Song Xiaofu found that there was a kitchen in this thatched hut, and there was a piece of land next to it, full of sweet potatoes. When he went to the field and dug out a few sweet potatoes and took them to the kitchen to cook, Song Xiaofu ate deliciously, these days he has been filling his hunger with wild fruits, and eating cooked things in an instant, as if he is the best thing in the world. Song Xiaofu said: "Sweet potato, sweet potato, I never dreamed that one day you would be so delicious." ”

At that moment, Song Xiaofu had a big meal, closed the door, and walked in the direction of the rising sun. Song Xiaofu walked inside, he couldn't see the light of day, Rao was bold, and his heart shrank at this time, and he had to return to the hut after a night in the woods, and said in his heart: "It seems that I have to live here first." Maybe Aunt Lu can take me out when she returns?" Thinking like this, he took some dry grass to make a broom, cleaned the hut, and stayed.

While waiting for Lu Yanyan to return, while practicing the Yijin Sutra diligently, after more than a month, his internal strength has been on fire, and the cold poison has not flare-up every day. It's just that Lu Yanyan still hasn't returned, and Song Xiaofu feels disappointed, so he has to find a way.

On this day, he practiced internal skills for an hour, walked to the edge of the pool, he had searched around the pool more than a hundred times, he thought about it, and felt that the exit of the pool was likely to be at the bottom of the pool, and he decided to go into the water to see if it was not cold. So he stripped off his clothes and dived into the water, but he didn't know that the pool was unfathomable, and he couldn't dive to the bottom of the pool, so he tried a few times, but he had to do it.

After a few days, it rained heavily, Song Xiaofu hurriedly came to the waterhole, the pool water really grew violently, through the rain curtain, he saw a good big whirlpool on the edge of the opposite cliff, and it was expected that the exit would be near it, just because the water flow was usually slow and not very obvious, so he couldn't find it.

After a day, when the waterhole had calmed down, he dived in again, but he could not find the outlet, and when he felt a faint current pull him, he held his breath and had to return. He knew that the outlet would be not far away, and he dived in a few more times, always halfway through.

There was no way, so Song Xiaofu had to live patiently in the hut.

Autumn has passed, and winter has come. But Lu Yanyan still didn't come back, and gradually Song Xiaofu also gave up the idea of leaving in a hurry when he first came.

On this day, the weather became cooler, and Song Xiaofu thought: "I have to get some animal skins to make clothes to keep out the cold." When he was at home, he often went up to the mountains with his father to hunt, and he knew some skills, and although he was small and weak, he caught two goats, skinned them, and dried them for clothing.

Although there is no howling sea breeze in the mountains, it is much colder than in Hangzhou. Song Xiaofu didn't dare to go out, so he had to stay in the house and practice the Yijin Sutra diligently, although the cold poison on his body was not completely removed, but the time of the attack was prolonged, and the pain was lighter.

Autumn passed before you knew it, and winter came.

The mountains became cold and gloomy.

Song Xiaofu thought: "I have to get some animal skins to make clothes to keep out the cold." When he was at home, he often went up to the mountains with his father to hunt, and he knew some skills, and although he was small and weak, he caught two goats, skinned them, and dried them for clothing.

Although there is no howling sea breeze in the mountains, it is much colder than in Hangzhou. Song Xiaofu didn't dare to go out, so he had to stay in the house and practice the Yijin Sutra diligently, although the cold poison on his body was not completely removed, but the time of the attack was prolonged, and the pain was lighter.

There is no time in the mountains. In the blink of an eye, three or four months have passed.

Snowflakes fell in the sky that day. Song Xiaofu remembered that it always snowed at the end of the year when he was at home, and he knew that the New Year was coming, so he thought that he should clean the house and make a new one. Thinking of the Spring Festival in previous years, it was very lively, but now there is only one person left, and I can't help but be sad.

cleaned the kitchen and outer room, and said secretly: "I am temporarily staying at Aunt Lu's house, she has not returned in the New Year, I should clean her bedroom." "When I went into the inner room, I swept away the dust, and when I saw that the huge painting was full of dust, I reached out and dusted it, and when I touched the picture, I recessed it backwards. Song Xiaofu was very surprised: This is obviously a wall, how can it be recessed backwards? When he lifted the huge painting, he was startled, there was actually a small basement behind the huge painting, and there was a pair of corpses lying down, dressed in bright clothes, like the corpse of a woman, and there was a wooden box next to it. Song Xiaofu looked at it and wondered: What is this, who is she? It seems that she has been dead for several years. What was in the box? I wanted to know, but I didn't dare to move it. In this barren mountain and forest, I can't see a living person, but I see a set of bones, not to mention that children are ordinary adults, and they will be afraid when they see this scene.

The more Song Xiaofu thought about it, the more frightened he became, he ran away from the hut, scurrying in the woods without a goal, he spent the night in the forest, his heart was calm and then he was at a loss, and he didn't know what to do. I had no choice but to go back to the hut and comfort myself: "Everyone is dead, what am I afraid of? "I also thought that Aunt Zhonglu in the painting was beautiful and elegant, not like a bad person...... I found a million reasons for myself to stay temporarily, but I never dared to enter the back room again. It's just that I can't let go of the corpse in my heart, and I can't get rid of it all the time. He was scared for the first few days, but after a few days nothing happened, but he gradually forgot his fear, and his curiosity rose again, and he kept thinking about the box, and what was in it, and this thought grew stronger and stronger, and finally one day a month later, he went into the back room again, and opened the box.

Inside the box was a letter, and underneath it was a book. Song Xiaofu opened the letter and saw that it read:

has been in the house for more than ten years, and now he is still breathing. Many things have been accomplished, how can they be recovered? The concubine can only follow the king with her crippled body. I think of the past afternoon with peace of mind to borrow the Yijin Sutra, unable to return, ashamed of the benefactor. If there is a fate, please pay with the afternoon or Shaolin, I can rest assured, there is knowledge under the spring, and thank you in the next life. I have terrifying swordsmanship, but I feel the past, I am tired, and I don't want to talk about sword dancing. There is nothing to give, there is a word, hope to benefit: ordinary is a blessing.

Lu Yanyan words.

Song Xiaofu said to himself: "It turns out that you are Aunt Lu, and you scared me half to death." Picking up the book and looking at it, it was really the Yi Jin Sutra, and said secretly: "This must be Grandpa Wu's Yi Jin Sutra, how can it be in Aunt Lu's hands? Could it be that she is the pair of swordsmen that Grandpa Wu said? What about another person?" The first few pages are the same as those taught by Noon. Song Xiaofu in the back didn't understand much, but he understood a little, and suddenly felt nauseous, and the true qi in his body scurried up. Song Xiaofu hurriedly closed the book, didn't dare to read it any further, and said in his heart: "Grandpa Wu treats me like a mountain, if I can go out of this place, I must bring the book back to Grandpa Wu." ”

At the moment, put the box back in its place, find a bright place, and bury Lu Yanyan. Song Xiaofu had been thinking about the day when Lu Yanyan would come back and take him away, and then he knew that she had died, so he had to find a way out by himself.

The years in the mountains are slow and boring, but no one can stop the passage of time, winter goes to spring, summer comes in a blink of an eye, and soon autumn arrives, counting Song Xiaofu has lived in the hut for more than a year. In the course of a year, the cold poison in his body has been completely eliminated. Wu Anxin taught him this Yijin Sutra, and he practiced it perfectly. But he didn't dare to practice the Yijin Sutra left by Lu Yanyan, firstly because he couldn't understand it, but more importantly, he followed Wu An's words, and he couldn't practice it without the consent of Shaolin Temple.

More than a year is not a short time, but Song Xiaofu still failed to find a way out. He has probably figured out the exit of the pool, but because he is deep at the bottom of the pool, he has excellent water quality, but he can't stand the water pressure and can't dive deep into the bottom of the pool. He sat in a daze by the waterhole, the stream gushing into the pool, and the pool was still so deep that nothing had changed, and he had grown so much taller that he could hardly recognize himself in the reflection in the water.

A few autumn leaves fell into the water, Song Xiaofu sighed lightly, and said: "The leaves fall back to the roots, I am like a gust of wind, I don't know where to blow?" Thinking of home, there was another burst of melancholy: "I don't know if my father can still recognize me? The sunset has probably grown taller." "Pick up a small stone and throw it into the pool, splashing with water, and my heart is like water waves for a long time.

Song Xiaofu stood up because he suddenly thought of a feasible method. This method is extremely simple, but he is deeply trapped in the situation, and he can't even think of it for a year, he doesn't have time to think about it, and he happily moves a boulder of nearly 100 catties, and then uses his own rough pontoon boat made of trees to transport the boulder to the opposite steep wall. He took a deep breath and hugged the boulder and dived into the pool, because of the weight of the boulder, this time he successfully dived to the bottom of the pool. The bottom of the pool was dark and he couldn't see it, but he knew the approximate location of the waterway in advance, and there was a slow flow of water. Following the water trend, I found a hole. The entrance of the cave is overgrown with aquatic plants, open the aquatic plants, dive into the hole, the hole is not big, twists and turns, the water flow is slow, no wonder there is no whirlpool on the water surface.

The water cave is extremely long, and there is no end to the swim for a while. Song Xiaofu gradually felt breathless, and he couldn't go back if he wanted to, so he had to try to swim forward. But the cave was so long and endless that he could barely breathe......

End of the first volume