Chapter 15: Miscalculation

Zhang Jixiang touched the pocket of his clothes, the skull fragments were still there, his hand reached into the pocket and took it out, the mountain shape painted on the fragments was the same as here, then this must be the hiding place of the skull, there are thousands of naturally formed dense holes on the cliff wall, the hole is not big, there are white spots on the edge of the hole, like the excrement of an unknown big bird, guessing that this may be a place where the big bird lives, or it may be a vulture hole, but now I can't see the big bird, I can't see the vulture, I don't see the big bird and the vulture flying in, it seems to have been abandoned, So many holes, the hole in the end, it's stumped, put the pieces back in your clothes pocket. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhang Jixiang came to a mountain spring not far away, a girl was chased by more than 30 big lamas with knives, the girl ran and ran, her feet slipped, and she fell, and the black-faced lama who ran in front of her caught up and raised a knife to cut at the girl, and the knife slashed at the girl's neck, and the girl was going to be splashed with blood for thousands of miles, and her head was in a different place.

'Stop!' Zhang Jixiang hurriedly shouted, the black-faced lama was startled by the shout, the knife in his hand paused in the air, Zhang Jixiang's body flashed, and the person came to the front of the black-faced lama with the knife, blocking in front of the girl, and the black-faced lama saw Zhang Jixiang standing in front of him.

'You're looking for death!' The black-faced big lama shouted angrily, and then slashed at Zhang Jixiang, Zhang Jixiang was not in a hurry, waved the knife with his right hand, blocked the knife, waved his left palm, and pushed it towards the black-faced lama, the body of the black-faced big lama flew into the air, fell on the ground more than a zhang away, motionless and covered with blood, and died, Zhang Jixiang kicked and killed an oncoming big lama with a beard, flashed a sword swept from the side, and waved the knife in his hand, only to see a person's body was cut and flew out.

'Ahh Yes! Ah...' screamed, and in the blink of an eye, more than thirty great lamas lay on the ground, covered in blood and unable to move.

Zhang Jixiang defeated more than 30 great lamas, a series of actions, in one go, with a moment of effort, the body was in place, as if a single step had not moved, it can be seen that Zhang Jixiang has deep kung fu on the ground, flexible body skills, fast knife skills, suddenly "whoosh" A sharp flying sword slashed over, Zhang Jixiang felt the strong wind and dodged sideways, and turned around to find that Mo Fan came out of nowhere and viciously attacked him from behind, "Mo Fan, you despicable villain, you will secretly arrow to hurt people" Zhang Jixiang scolded angrily, "Jixiang, You killed so many of me, I fought with you" Mo Fan stepped forward and jumped up and slashed at the same time with his sword, full of strength, Zhang Jixiang waved his knife to block it, "Bang Dang" The sword collided with a deafening sound, Mo Fan's sword cracked in half, and half fell to the ground. Mo Fan looked at the broken sword in his hand, panicked, turned over and jumped back, jumped more than a foot away, and ran away.

Zhang Jixiang leaned down and helped the girl on the ground, 'Ah!' The girl screamed, the girl's leg was injured, she couldn't straighten it, her foot hit the ground, she screamed in pain, the girl gritted her teeth and stood up,

"Thank you, uncle, for the rescue!" The girl thanked Zhang Jixiang,

"Ahh Am I that old? I'm only twenty years old," Zhang Jixiang said embarrassedly, I was just exposed to the wind and sun, I looked bad, and my face was old.

"I'm sorry, thank you," said the girl, looking closely, she was indeed very young, and she was really a little embarrassed, and then she turned around and limped forward, and after a few steps, her feet were unstable, and she fell forward.

"You're welcome, your leg is injured, I'll send you" Zhang Jixiang strode forward and helped the fallen body and said,

'Hmmm! Trouble!' The girl nodded shyly, Zhang Jixiang picked up the girl, jumped into the air, flew more than a hundred meters high, and flew forward.

This girl is the daughter of the second wife of the Mo family, the owner of the Mo family, her name is Mo Feitian, and her nickname is Feitian. When she was three years old, her mother died of illness, she grew thin, people in the villa called her 'ugly little girl', her brothers and sisters often bullied her, lived a life that no one loved, grew up lonely, grew up with a flying girl, is 'the eighteen changes of the female university, the more and more she changes, the more and more she is bright', the ugly duckling of the year has become today's white swan, long delicate and cute, slender and charming, the water hibiscus-like face has a pair of big eyes that are bright and smart, and there are two sweet and charming dimples when laughing, because she is smart and studious since she was a child, so she can play and sing, sing and dance.

The Mo family and the Zhang family are two famous families, the Mo family lives in the Crescent Spring Villa, the owner is Mo Gao, the Zhang family lives in Zhangjiazhuang, the owner is Zhang Jing, the two families because of each other's occupation of resources, competing for goods and money, seizing Tibetan treasures, Buddha statues, silk paintings, jade, gold and silver, agate, etc., today the Zhang family injured several family members of the Mo family, tomorrow the Mo family killed several family members of the Zhang family, the contradiction is deepening day by day, and the water and fire are incompatible.

Feitian led two entourage, came out of the village, unfortunately was discovered by several Zhangjiading, Zhangjiading saw that Feitian was less crowded, quietly followed Feitian, to a sparsely populated place, stepped forward to kill Feitian's two entourage, Feitian ran ahead, they chased behind, caught up to kill Feitian, Feitian almost died under the knife, thanks to Zhang Jixiang rescued. Mo Fan hid in a low-lying place in the sand, thinking that Zhang Jixiang was fighting with so many masters, and his strength was exhausted, and he felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, so he jumped out and slashed and killed Zhang Jixiang with a sword. Unfortunately, it didn't work out.

Zhang Jixiang helped Feitian, came to Tianmu Mountain Spring Villa, which covers a huge area, is full of trees, and has high walls and deep courtyards, and the guards guarding the door reported to the inside, and the servants who came out of the village looked at Zhang Jixiang with contemptuous eyes, and helped Feitian to go in, Zhang Jixiang looked at the coarse cloth clothes on his body, and the holes in the clothes, sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave.

Zhang Jixiang since leaving Zhangjiazhuang, leaving his temporary parents, living a life like a savage, eating wild fruits on the mountain, beast meat, wearing animal skins, living in caves, sometimes encountering the passing caravan caravan with animal skins for some food, clothes, so that no animal skins are worn, the clothes are torn a few big holes, no one sews and mends, it looks like a person who wants food, people look down on it. If Zhang Jixiang returns to Zhangjiazhuang and continues to be the child of the owner of Zhangjiazhuang, he is now not worried about food and clothing, and lives a carefree life, but Zhang Jixiang does not want to go back, he likes to live a free and easy life, although the material conditions are poor, but Zhang Jixiang is happy in his heart.

Since meeting Feitian, Zhang Jixiang often thinks about Feitian, Feitian's appearance is too familiar, too similar, I don't know Feitian's foot injury, okay, I want to see, several times I walked not far from the front of the village, saw the contemptuous eyes of the maid in the village, did not go in, turned back and left, when I remembered the two sweet and charming dimples that the Feitian girl laughed at, my heart was hot, it seemed to be very familiar, cordial, so familiar, as if I had seen it before, but I couldn't remember it, who it was, where had I seen it.