Chapter 17, Lushu peach blossom farmer
Gongzi Han and his party chased after Siwei and had already entered the depths of Jue Mountain, and sure enough, they didn't hear the roar of the beast anymore. Gongzi Han always felt that he had indeed heard it, he was tired of staying in Lidu, and it was not easy to come out, it was naturally better to meet fierce beasts, he wanted to see the battle between man and beast.
Shi Yanzhou is not only a young idler with a well-known reputation in Lidu, he is also a second-grade martial artist, both civil and military, how many people are there in the world?
Gongzi Han dared to risk himself, and his confidence was that Shi Yanzhou was there, and besides, there were dozens or hundreds of guards behind him, and he couldn't stop a fierce beast?
The deeper and deeper he went, the four were long gone, and Gongzi Han was a little interested, which was really boring.
"Four is not like that, right there." Yushu said, pointing to the depths of the woods.
Gongzi looked at it coldly, only the sound of leaves squirming came, what are the four differences? However, he didn't want to end the hunt early, so he prepared to go.
It was inconvenient to go up the horses, so Gongzihan had to dismount and walk, and only brought more than a dozen skilled guards, and Shi Yanzhou naturally followed.
"You're not going?" Childe Han asked. Naturally, he asked Gongzizhi.
Gongzizhi shook his head and said, "Don't go." ”
Yushu naturally didn't go, and one of her daughters' house really didn't have the physical strength to go up again.
"Life is like climbing a mountain, climbing a mountain and being at the top is a master."
Gongzi Han led the way up the mountain, leaving a heartfelt word.
He is the son-in-law, and naturally he is also the next son of heaven, and he is the largest in the world.
"Eda Childe." The fish book wants to speak and stops.
"It's okay, I didn't let him go," Gongzizhi said, "Wouldn't it be better if you didn't want to marry him anyway?" Down. ”
Gongzizhi swaggered down the mountain, followed by seven or eight guards, Yushu looked at Gongzi's idle back and left with Gongzizhi. As for the dozens of guards still waiting in place, it is still clear which is more important, after all, Gongzihan's identity is much more noble than Gongzizhi.
Gongzi Han continued to climb the mountain, and suddenly saw the smoke rising in the mountain, Gongzi Han remembered that Boqi was living in seclusion in Qishan, and now the Taoist sage Yin Yin is also asking the mountain to live in seclusion, and it is even rumored that there is a fairy in Emei, Liangzhou, and I am afraid that the hermit who lives in seclusion on this Jue Mountain is a hermit master, so Gongzi Han has the intention of visiting.
There is a valley in Jueshan where the water is murmuring, there is a hut on the side of the valley with smoke curling, the grass in front of the hut is beautiful and desolate, there are people in front of the grass who are singing deer, and there are people standing with their backs to the elk.
Gongzi Han felt more and more that he was a hermit master, so he respectfully bowed his hand and said: "Meet the seniors, chase the elk, I never wanted to get lost, please forgive me." ”
The man turned around, and Childe was shocked, it turned out to be just a person of the same age as himself? However, this person doesn't look like a country spring man, I'm afraid he really is an immortal. So Gongzi Han respected him even more, if he could invite this immortal out of the mountain, wouldn't it be a good thing to follow the example of King Wen and invite Boqi out of the mountain?
"I watched the sky at night a few days ago, and found that Ziwei lived in it, and then the stars arched, and it was estimated that a big man would come back to Jueshan," the man stroked the elk and said, "This son must be Deng Han, the son of today's Da Li, right?" ”
was called by his name, Gongzi Han was not only not annoyed, but more respectful, could it be that this immortal really has the ability to deduce everything? Predicted that he would come, and even knew his identity clearly?
"Exactly, I don't know what the immortal is called?" Childe Han asked.
"Idlers in the mountains, you can call me a peach blossom farmer, and the people under the mountain have a nickname, Lushu." The man replied.
Lushu, peach blossom farmer. Gongzi Han was very happy in his heart, it turned out that he had really met a hidden master. The nickname is Lushu, probably because of the four dislike he chases, that is, the elk; The peach blossom farmer should be a peach tree with only dead branches on one side.
With the elk as a mount, it is naturally worthy of the elegant name of Lushu. The peach blossom is noble, the wife of King Wen is the peach blossom fairy, the peach tree is naturally a beautiful tree, and even the first article of Dali's classic article is "Tao Yao".
"Why did Han Gongzi come?" The peach blossom farmer asked with a smile.
"The elk leads the way." Childe Han replied. He was a little complacent, the elk was a rui beast, and since there was an elk to bring him to see this immortal, I am afraid it was also providence.
The peach blossom farmer got up, the elk obediently followed him, and Gongzi Han followed closely. Shi Yanzhou whispered, "Childe, be careful." ”
Shi Yanzhou is not familiar with Lushu, but he has heard of peach blossom farmers, and there are chivalrous people in Bashan who are also called peach blossom farmers.
Gongzi Han was in a good mood when he met the immortals, so he could take care of Shi Yanzhou's admonition and follow the peach blossom farmer. Shi Yanzhou couldn't let go of his heart, and followed unhurriedly, if something happened to Gongzi Han, he would not be able to explain it.
The peach blossom farmer invited Gongzi Han to drink clear porridge, the food of the immortals, Gongzi Han was flattered, and his tongue was used to eating delicious delicacies or tasting clear porridge for the first time, Gongzi Han only felt that it was more delicious than any delicious delicacies he had ever eaten, and even the stoneware bowl he licked and ate cleanly, and even the rice soup was not left.
After eating the porridge, the peach blossom farmer gave an eviction order: "Let's go down the mountain." ”
Gongzi Han knew that hermits and masters had temperaments, and forcibly staying here would only annoy the immortals, after all, King Wen had to enter the mountain again and again before he could invite the sage Boqi down the mountain. He reluctantly asked, "Mr. Lu Shu, dare to ask when I can come to visit again?" ”
"Naturally, we will see you again." Peach Blossom Farmer said.
Gongzi Han bowed respectfully, and then left the grass house. He said with a lonely face: "I just don't know when fate will come." ”
Shi Yanzhou didn't know if this peach blossom farmer and the chivalrous man in Bashan were the same person, and wanted to remind Gongzi Han, but he gave up when he saw his appearance. Gongzi Han has always been used to doing my own thing, where can I hear other people's words? Since he couldn't listen, Shi Yanzhou didn't bother to say it.
Gongzi Han and his party left the grass hut and went down the mountain, and the grass hut was left far behind.
"Huzi, go ahead." The peach blossom farmer shouted.
There was a sound of rustling in the forest, and the peach blossom farmer stroked the elk and said, "Interesting, I sent it myself." ”
Gongzi Han was still immersed in the joy of meeting the immortals, and he was still wondering when it would be time to meet again, and he really didn't have enough patience to wait.
There was a low beast roar in the forest, and more than a dozen guards drew their swords and drew their swords and waited for the battle, Shi Yanzhou protected Gongzi Han behind him, and admonished: "Gongzi, there is movement." ”
Four or five colorful tigers came out of the dense forest, and a dozen or so guards were frightened to the point that their hands and feet weakened. Have you ever seen this formation? It is said that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and five colorful tigers appear together, which is unheard of, let alone seen?
But this is a fact, five colorful tigers pounced, and an unlucky guard was bitten off half of his face, looking miserable.
"Childe, run." Shi Yanzhou swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and then escorted Gongzi Han down the mountain. Where are those guards willing to stay and resist? The fighting spirit has long been gone.
"Go back, or a sword will kill you." Shi Yanzhou drew his sword and stopped a guard and shouted.
The guard looked desperate, but chose to kill the colorful tiger. Escape? Who in Yanzhou doesn't know that the gentleman sword Shi Yanzhou is both a gentleman and a swordsman. There are more than a dozen people, and there is still a glimmer of life if they choose to resist.
The dozen or so guards were fighting with the five colorful tigers, and two or three of them had already fallen to the ground, each looking more miserable than the other.
Gongzi Han gasped heavily, his hands and feet did not obey the call, and he was dragged down the mountain by the stone goose boat.
There was a man and a tiger blocking the road in front, and Shi Yanzhou said: "Childe, you stay here and wait for me to kill this beast." ”
Gongzi Han grabbed Shi Yanzhou's hand and said, "I'll go with you." ”
How dare he stay here alone? With Shi Yanzhou's protection, he still has a glimmer of life. How can the dozen or so straw bag guards stop the five colorful tigers?
Gongzi Han also wears a long sword at his waist, but he can only use some fancy sword moves, coaxing the ignorant Li Du Liren and making do, how can he have the power to kill the enemy? Shi Yanzhou drew his sword and went up, the man didn't move, and the fierce tiger that was bigger than the five colorful tigers before pounced, Shi Yanzhou avoided it lightly, and stabbed the tiger with a sword. However, the tiger's skin is rough and thick, and this sword may not have pierced the skin yet, where can it get half a point?
The roar of the tiger in the rear came one after another, and Gongzi Han's legs were weak, and he was so frightened that he was incontinent. But where can he take care of that? At the moment, it is important to be able to save a small life.
Shi Yanzhou has to fight and kill the tiger, but also protect the weak and incompetent Gongzi Han, and it is really difficult to be distracted. Even the wild man with his hair and hair had not moved, and Shi Yanzhou felt a sense of powerlessness.
The wild man shouted, and the colorful tiger obediently returned to him and sat down, as well-behaved as a cat, but too large to be staggered.
Shi Yanzhou is now convinced that the peach blossom farmer here is the peach blossom farmer in Bashan, Liangzhou, after all, this number of tigers is clearly the tiger of Bashan. Killing Gongzi Han was naturally the idea of the peach blossom farmer, but Shi Yanzhou didn't know why he could do it himself but didn't do it, so he let this number of tigers make a move?
"What are you stopping me from doing?" Shi Yanzhou asked.
The Tiger of Ritan did not answer, he and the tiger shouted and shouted, and the tiger nodded humanely, and smiled at Shi Yanzhou and Gongzihan humanely.
Shi Yanzhou saw that it was really contempt, and he was actually ridiculed by a shot.
Behind him, four colorful tigers ran in unison, missing one. The Tiger of Ritan was furious, roared, and the four colorful tigers all rushed towards the two of them.
People have the distinction between respect and inferiority, and the difference between high and low, which is the rule set by people; It is a rule of heaven that all people will be born, old, sick and die. The rules set by man can be changed, but the will of heaven cannot be disobeyed.
Shi Yanzhou can't take care of this noble son anymore, the four big tigers can't protect themselves, how can he manage others? Shi Yanzhou left Gongzi Han and ran down the mountain, where did he still have the will to fight? It turns out that the tiger of Ritan is not a human being, nor a tiger, but a man with a tiger.
Gongzi Han was already frightened, he stood like a dead man, the four colorful tigers in his pupils were getting bigger and bigger, and then the tiger's mouth was wide open, and the world was dark.