"A thousand rivers have water, a thousand rivers and a thousand moons,

10,000 households are named. ”

Lang's recitation echoed in the deep mountains and dense forests......

Qingwen heard this poem, and in her memory, she kept searching for familiar memories.

What did she remember......

However, she didn't seem to think of anything.

In front of him, the man was long and jade, holding a fan in his hand, and his clothes were fluttering in the wind.

His eyes were deep and worried, and he looked straight into the deep, boundless sea of forests. That's where Qingwen came from.

This is a person who should have made a good impression on each other very easily when they first met, but it was such a person who looked like a good person who tied himself up in the wilderness!

Qingwen is not a stuffy gourd, she should say something.

However, she decided to choose observation first and kept silent.

"Little girl," the middle-aged man loosened his ties for Qingwen, his tone was kind but not profane.

Qingwen was shocked: "How does this stranger know that I am a girl?"

The morning mist had not yet lifted, and the birds in the forest had begun to sing.

As the sun gradually broke through the morning fog, the tension between the two sides eased.

Qingwen lowered her head, she took the stick from the man's hand, and went to fiddle with a pile of straw mats with a little smoke.

As if she was familiar with this type of work, Qingwen leaned down and patiently blew the light smoke while playing with the haystack.

Slowly, the flame grew.

After a while, the smell of ripe potatoes began.

"Little girl, you behave so well, you must have wanted me to let you go early. The man sat on a large rock, shaking a fan, looking very patient.

"Unfortunately, you miscalculated. Qingwen's face was colorless, and she replied patiently.

"According to common sense, our bandits have captured someone, either kidnapping her as a serf or selling her. Little girl, what do you think I should do with you?" the middle-aged man said to Qingwen defiantly.

Qingwen immediately felt that this kind middle-aged man was very hateful, he was simply wearing human skin!

Although she thought so, she didn't hang on her face, and Qingwen replied calmly:

"I can do a lot of things, set up a cage, bake a cake, climb a big tree, collect honey, I was born to serve people's little promises, although ...... I have also been a serious master for two days. Since you have bound me to be my master, you have only commanded me, but ......"

"Just what ......?" The man asked her with interest.

"Just don't let me turn over and be the master one day, when the time comes, I will take revenge. Qingwen said.

The man laughed: "Little girl, little girl, now the city is always fighting to be a scheming, why are you still so sincere, tell the truth! I'm not afraid that I will kill you now to feed the dog?!"

Qingwen rolled her eyes and said:

"I don't think you have to. I'm a weak woman, and I'm just begging for a living in this world, and I can't afford you to come and kill me now if you waste your own blessings. Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"Unless I give away any of your secrets? or become your enemy. Qingwen seemed to see through the other party.

"Hehe, the mountains I have walked through, the rivers I have crossed, now I have counted a lot, and I have met many men and women, old and young in the world, and it is a rare adventure to meet you as a little girl who does not enter oil and salt, is a minister in front of her, and secretly sharpens her knife behind her back. The middle-aged man seems to have been lonely for a long time, and he is trying to tease this little girl.

He said, "I won't kill you now, but I don't promise that I won't kill you when you have a chance to take revenge and kill me." ”

"That seems to be a long way forward. Master, why don't you eat a bite of baked potatoes first? ”

Putting down the fan, the middle-aged man happily took the hot potato from Qingwen's hand.

He haggled slightly, kept changing hands, and was eager to pull the skin of the potato, trying to eat it in his mouth while it was hot.

Seeing that he was so anxious, Qingwen became more calm.

She concluded that it was a man who was used to living in town.

The dense forests, the mountain roads, the weather, and ...... Everywhere is obviously out of tune with him, a well-behaved and well-spoken person.

Qingwen felt that although this person had martial arts to survive in the dense forest, he still needed her little promise.

Therefore, her mind was much more settled.

After breakfast, the two were ready to leave.

Qingwen glanced at that day and did not speak.

"Little girl, I think you want to tell me something. The middle-aged man said.

"Master, I didn't. ”

"Hehe, shouldn't you tell me to erase the marks on the ground so that no one can find them?"

Qingwen thought to herself, I wish I could leave traces and let Xue Pan save me.

The middle-aged man looked at Qingwen again with distrust, as if he knew what was going on in her heart.

The man then smoothed out the embers and debris on the ground, and sprinkled grass seeds and twigs to cover it up.

"How do I get there?" asked Qingwen.

The man tied Qingwen's hands behind him again and said, "Of course, go up the mountain and find your base camp." ”

Qingwen was even more surprised.

Previously, it was unusual for the man to be able to recognize himself as a daughter dressed as a woman. At this moment, he seems to know that he has lived in the mountains for a long time, and he asks himself to help him find his "base camp".

is so strange that Qingwen has to think twice.

The middle-aged man said, "Let's exchange conditions......"

Qingwen made a gourd shape again.

"You take me to your base camp, I will teach you the martial arts of the world, help you climb to the top of the main peak of Qingshan, the Sword Sheath Peak, and win the first place in the martial arts conference!"

Qingwen said: "This uncle, do you think the little sister is the kind of person who sells her lord for glory?"

"Little sister, aren't you confused? You know, I'm your master now. ”

"My old master couldn't come to my rescue, because he was weak. Although I am not a fierce woman, I was forced to confess you as the new master, but it does not mean that I can betray the old master. It's better to ......" Saying this, I don't know what way, Qingwen has easily untied the knot of the five-flower rope that was tied, she raised her hand, as if she wanted to whip it, and said:

"Let's have a showdown. If you lose, I will remain faithful to my old master. If you win, I will take you into the mountains. ”

As she was talking, Qingwen was already swaying, but she didn't feel good: "Could it be that this baked potato is poisonous?!"

In his eyes, the middle-aged man had countless double shadows, and his smiling face had also turned into countless insidious and sinister evil appearances......

When her legs were weak and people were beating horizontally, Qingwen only heard the middle-aged man say:

"What a fierce servant, I don't have to be difficult for you, I don't need you to take me into the mountains, I can just use you as a bait, just do it." ”

In a trance, Qingwen had no power to resist.

She only vaguely remembered that the middle-aged man carried herself and left.

The sound of the wind passed by the ears, and the bird's song turned into a hoarse howl......

Qingwen regrets that she was not able to reveal herself in front of the bell.

Qingwen is very sad, her favorite master is now building a house on the top of the mountain like waste wood, and she can't empathize with herself at this time.

Qingwen was very calculating, blaming herself for not being able to cope with the situation in front of her with that little effort......