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The situation at the moment is something he couldn't imagine before, I guess according to his script, a small character like us who doesn't know where to come out of nowhere, must be three times five divided by two, directly knocked down, beaten out of evil anger, and then he came forward and taught a lesson with righteous words.

He Wang Mang has been crisscrossing Changbai Mountain for many years, except for Tianchi Village, who can be the enemy in this big mountain and dense forest?

Judging from the fight he had with the old ghost just now, he had such confidence.

Outcome......

As soon as the old ghost's dragon claw was taken out, the other party immediately knelt down.

Pretending to be Boi is not the opposite, the saddest thing in the world, I think it's probably just that.

I can imagine Wang Mang's mood when he was held by the old ghost's long knife on his neck.

But I reached out and grabbed the knife.

I said forget it.

Yes?

The old ghost didn't understand a little, so he said how to forget it, this guy chirped crookedly, long-winded, and wanted to use force on us just now, so let him go?

I smiled bitterly and said otherwise, didn't people just say it, don't hurt people's lives.

The old ghost thought about it and said yes.

How people treat us, how we treat people - to be forgiving and forgiving, the other party can understand this truth, why should we drive people to a dead end?

I pushed the knife away from the old ghost's hand, and then helped Wang Mang up.

Sighing, I said, "I used to have a good conversation with my brother, but I didn't expect such a trivial situation, I'm really sorry; But when it comes to this, let me say one more thing - this grass and tree spirit is also a creature of heaven and earth, since it exists, it has a reason to live, if it is for its own selfish interests, depriving it of its life, I am afraid that in the future, I will only be afraid that this karma will be returned, and the cause and effect will not end, but it will suffer......"

The old ghost added on the side, saying that cultivators, don't you pay attention to cause and effect, if you want to go further on this road, you should be more careful.

He's not a murderer, so it doesn't matter if that's the case.

We let go of Wang Mang and took the little ginseng baby out of his woven gold bag.

This guy was grabbed by the old ghost, and he was trembling all over, and he was very pitiful.

But there was a last time, we all know the cunning of the little thing, but I am afraid that as soon as the old ghost lets go, the little thing will be able to escape and disappear.

The old ghost didn't let go of it, but said with a straight face: "I told you to be careful, if we weren't there, wouldn't you have become a dish in someone else's pot?" Let's go, let's go, don't worry about it......"

Xiaomi'er came over and said little brother, bye-bye......

Sure enough, as soon as the old ghost let go, the little thing fell to the ground and disappeared in an instant.

Obviously, it was just frightened.

Seeing that this little ginseng baby who was finally caught escaped again, Wang Mang's face can be imagined, but he also knew that he had escaped death and could have a life to survive, and there was nothing more to say, so he looked at us deeply, and then went over to help his nephew Wang Qijiao.

Wang Qijiao, who was made flying by the old ghost's move, did not have the pride he had before, and there was no anger in his eyes, but he was full of fear.

Obviously, the old ghost had scared him out of what he had just done.

This is a very realistic young man, who respects the strong, and will not jump out at this time, saying something like "you wait", or "I will not let you go", but with his head down, the uncle and nephew walked to the west without looking back.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the old ghost said meaningfully: "These two guys may become trouble." ”

I nodded, yes, and although they didn't know who we were, the resentment in my heart was accumulating.

The old ghost said that since he knew, why didn't he cut the grass and get rid of the roots?

I smiled bitterly, pointed to Xiao'er next to me, and said that a mountain spirit and wild monster little creature, we don't want to kill, let alone two people? People didn't do anything evil to us, they killed us rashly, how much impact did this have on Xiao'er? I don't want my daughter to become a terrifying demon like Li Mochou in the future.

The old ghost shrugged his shoulders and said okay, that's it, no matter how much trouble there is, it's not a big deal for us.

We continued on our way, all the way east.

Traveling at night is actually not a very good choice, after all, the mountains are dark and oppressive, and it is a dense forest, even for cultivators, it is a little difficult for this matter, but our goal is Paektu Mountain, and it is definitely impossible to pass in the light during the day.

I had expected to cross the line today, but things went wrong.

The last time we came, there was someone who was familiar with the road conditions to lead the way, Qiu Sandao this guy is very familiar with this large mountainous area, and he can find the way with his eyes closed, but I am different, although I have been here last time, but this Changbai Mountain has countless mountains and deep ravines, and many places look similar, so I walked and walked, and I got lost.

As a last resort, soon after the dawn of the day, the forest was unobstructed, I thought for a while, and said that I would not leave for the first time and find a place to rest.

The old ghost didn't have any opinion, nodded and said yes.

I don't know if it's because of the Bloodline, or if he's very good at this kind of thing, but after a while, he found a narrow hole near a nearby mountain stream.

However, this cave is a little different from the previous one, it is halfway up the cliff, more than ten meters above the ground.

No one has ever lived in this place, and there are no wild beasts or anything nested in it.

So exceptionally clean, except for the rocks that are rocks.

The condition of this cave is simple, but the sight is excellent, sitting outside, you can see a valley floor in the distance, there is a stream in the mountain stream, but it freezes, condenses into ice, I don't know if there are fish under the ice.

This time, there was no firewood, rice, oil and salt, so we only had to nibble on some dry food, which was considered to satisfy our hunger.

But none of this is necessary for a few of us.

Compared with food, Millet is more interested in all kinds of insects, but it is a pity that there are many other animals in the old forests of the Northeast, but there are few insects.

If you want to find that, you have to go to the hot and humid south, where there are countless rainforests.

But even so, Xiaomi'er still grabbed a few multi-legged centipedes from the cracks in the stones, carried me on her back, sneaked them into her mouth, and then closed her mouth, like a child who had done something wrong.

I saw it, but I smiled and pretended not to.

When we found a place, we started meditating without interfering with each other.

I don't know why, but living in the mountains like this makes me feel very calm.

I think it's okay to live like this if it goes on forever.

The only regret is that there is no little Guanyin.

If there is that little lady by her side, kissing a little mouth when there is something to do, or doing something shameful, it may be more perfect.

In the winter of Changbai Mountain, the sky is overcast and the days are very short, as if they have passed in a blink of an eye.

Just before nightfall, when the earth was dark and there was still light, I saw a caravan of men not far away.

When I opened my eyes, the old ghost came over too.

He was always more alert than I was.

The two of them lay in front of the crack in the stone wall of the mountain, looking at the situation over there.

There were a lot of people, almost thirty people, most of them wearing thick down jackets and high boots, while some people were wearing leather robes like Wang Mang's uncle and nephew.

The men looked like they were from an exploration team, and they had horse-drawn carts and sleds, all of which were full of tools.

I took a look and saw that there was nothing of interest, so I withdrew my gaze.

This group of geologists is also very hard, this winter, the heavy snow has closed the mountain, and they still come here to explore, it is really hard.

I leaned back against the wall, ready to close my eyes and recuperate.

I squinted for a moment, and the old ghost whispered in my ear, "There's a guy over there, I suggest you take a look." ”

Yes?

Hearing the old ghost's words, I opened my eyes and followed his fingers.

The party camped under another mountain wall not far away, leeward, with little snow and a recessed space in the mountain, which would have been a good idea to stay overnight if a wall had been erected outside and a campfire had been lit inside.

The men were organized and busy, with only a dozen or so people doing nothing, but on the lookout, and some of them were walking into the distance.

The old ghost showed me a guy crouching alone in the corner.

The man looked rather unremarkable, dressed in a thick leather robe, and sat on a stone in the corner, holding his hands together, like a peasant in the tun.

However, on his body, he carried three knives of different lengths.

The scabbard of the knife is a bit old, and it is wrapped with hemp rope in several places, which looks sharp.

I squinted at the silhouette of the other person before I recognized him.

This is Qiu Sandao, who broke into the Tianchi Village the night before yesterday and killed five people, and escaped from our tracking, I thought he didn't know where he was hiding for a long time, but he actually got into it again.

As if sensing the murderous aura in my eyes, the guy suddenly raised his head.

The moment the other person's head moved, I retracted my head.

Taking a deep breath, I said, "That person should be Qiu Sandao." ”

The old ghost nodded and said that I look like it.

I said, how did this guy get into this team?

The old ghost laughed, and said that this team might not be a survey team; I looked at it for a while just now, and I felt that many of the people in it were very good, there should be quite a lot of cultivators, and there were several, although they looked very weak, but their temperament was very tough, they should all be very powerful masters, not to be underestimated.

I reached out, touched the cold rock wall, and said, "Whatever it is, no one can stop me from clearing the portal." ”