Xu Yongzheng was not in a hurry on the road, because his body was extremely uncooperative and launched a low-grade fever, and I don't know if it was because of the repeated fights or the reason why he hurried in the heavy rain. The two stopped for a while in a remote town, and Xu Yongzheng didn't rest long before urging Mu Yiya to continue on his way. He has no habit of being supported or accommodating, and sometimes he is willing to embarrass himself to fulfill others.

Mu Yiya originally intended to wait for him to get better before going on the road, but she couldn't withstand Xu Yongzheng's insistence. In addition, she thought in her heart that the Zhu family's birthday was important, so she had to hire a coachman who knew the way on the road.

Seeing Xu Yongzheng who was asleep, Mu Yiya changed him into a hot towel and put it on his forehead. She had never seen such a weak Xu Yongzheng, and she had seen his majesty with a sword against the enemy, but it was not as safe as the eleventh sense of security that sleeping at the moment gave her. Mu Yiya thought that if she could go on here, it would be a good choice. Xu Yongzheng's breath was sometimes heavy and rapid, sometimes soothing, Mu Yiya had been tired for several days, and she was already exhausted to the extreme, and finally held her chin and fell asleep in a daze. She'd never done this kind of waiting.

Xu Yongzheng's dreamland was not so peaceful, and he remembered some of the past.

Overlooking Qinghui Mountain from a high altitude, the mountains are continuous, the terrain is undulating, lush, endless, and it can be called spectacular. In addition to trees, there are trees. Qinghui mountain people compare themselves to mountain dogs, and live with the mountains for generations, there is no heavy snow to cover the mountains here, and there are no fallen leaves flying. People's lives are also like the evergreen woods in all seasons, light and ordinary. Living with the mountains does not mean sitting on the empty mountains, the simple mountain people know that there is a way to take it, and they do not dig the mountains to eat it all.

Speaking of Qinghui Mountain itself, the birds and beasts on the mountain are not too vicious, and occasionally some strange beasts and fierce beasts can be seen, and they are often dormant. Without the so-called treasure, there is no so-called treasure hunter, and without the strange veins, there will be no people who will not be alarmed by the mountain. To put it simply, Qinghui Mountain is like an honest slave, silently guarding this quiet sky.

Although this Qinghui Mountain has always been simple and simple, it is still impossible to stop some gangsters' small fights, and it is impossible to put an end to stealing chickens and dogs.

Uncle Zhao, what is Uncle Zhao's name? Zhao Qingshan. Yes, he is also a skilled hunter in Qinghui Town, and he is a master of martial arts both inside and outside. It is said that when he was young, he was a guard in a big family, and he was favored by the head of the sect, and taught him several ways to strengthen his body and vomit, and later committed an accident, so he chose to return to this Qinghui Town, marry a wife and have children, and settle down. With these decades of hard practice, many beasts can't escape Zhao Qingshan's fists and feet, once Uncle Zhao killed a big insect and carried it back to the town, and the scenery was unique for a while. It's a pity that Zhao Qingshan, who claims to be a person who practices martial arts, is inevitably stubborn, doesn't know much about human feelings, and inadvertently offends many people, plus he can't lower his head to deal with the three elders in the town, which lays the cause and effect for the subsequent defeat and arrest.

Uncle Zhao, who originally thought that he could solve a lot of things with his fists, was quite unhappy in those years. Obviously inferior to himself, Liu Pestle, a hunter who can only be regarded as a small character, relying on the signboard of a foreign sect, relying on the gold and silver title of filial piety to the three elders, and doing some shady work that the three old officials are unwilling to come forward, can actually open a distribution in this town, and it can be said that he has earned enough eyeballs and silver. Later, he ran for the election and caught fast, Zhao Qingshan couldn't deal with it even more, and in desperation, Zhao Qingshan, who knew that the general trend was gone, watched the scoundrel Liu Pestle become a fast catcher who could be called a parent official, and within a few years, he married several beautiful girls. Uncle Zhao, who had been unhappy for half a life, couldn't scold his face and slap the other party, after all, in his opinion, Liu Pestle was just a clown who didn't enter the stream after all.

As a result, Zhao Qingshan, who was not good at words, became a completely silent hunter, drilling into the mountains every day, but unfortunately he did not see any big harvest.

Uncle Zhao's son Zhao Yunbao is definitely a handsome son with both civil and military skills in Qingyun Town, Uncle Zhao spent a lot of money to train his son, not only invited Mr. Teacher from the next town every year, but also taught him martial arts in person.

If Zhao Qingshan is old and depressed, then Zhao Yunbao on the other side is in high spirits at this time.

"Listen to my father, when our ancestors went into the mountain to collect medicine with the Qinghui Mountain Immortal, do you know the Qinghui Mountain Immortal······? At this time, a heroic young man with a heroic eyebrow said,

"I heard my dad say that the fairy is very powerful, and he drove away the plague with a wave of his hand..."A woman in yellow behind her echoed, just looking at her figure, she was graceful, and the freckles on her face could not hide the breath of youth.

"That's it, my sister is right, my sister is still saying...", the little fat with the sweet potato in his mouth said. Not every fat person can be called chubby, this fat man is indeed a little bloated, and his fat cheeks squeeze the already small eyes even smaller.

As for me, I was just silently following behind, looking quiet and wooden.

Obviously, it was not the first time for the first few people to go up to the mountains to hunt, after all, the children of the farmer hunters were not so pretentious. When I was a child, I was naughty, digging birds' nests in the trees, going down to the river to catch fish, and catching snakes and birds in the mountains. What's more, they are relying on Qinghui Mountain, a paradise in the eyes of children.

Uncle Zhao walked at the back, looking at Zhao Yunbao's chat, and talking eloquently, his eyes were very gratifying. I heard Uncle Zhao say that when the clouded leopard was pregnant with the clouded leopard, he dreamed of a golden leopard coming into a dream one night, bowing his head to himself and thanking him, as if blessed by God, and then took off in the clouds. I went to find the fortune teller in the town, and the fortune teller was also very accurate, this son was extraordinary, and he would have great achievements.

Later, he also went out of his way to ask for a name, and the fortune teller waved his pen, Zhao Yunbao. I was very satisfied, and I didn't spend a few taels of silver in vain. Sure enough, that kid brought good luck when he was born, Uncle Zhao's many years of martial arts bottleneck was broken, and he was drunk at the birthday banquet, and he was extremely arrogant and said that there was a clouded leopard at home, and Zhao Ziqiang was strong.

Later, Zhao Yunbao grew up and was sent to a private school to read and write, which was also knowledgeable, and his temperament was not like his own stubbornness and ignorance of the world, in short, this son himself was very satisfied.

He looked at his son's back, and what he should have thought in his heart was: When has this kid grown so tall, right? Then he looked at Xiao Han behind Zhao Yunbao, what is her big name, Chen Zhihan? At that time, Uncle Zhao's eyes softened, full of fatherly love and smile.

If it hadn't been for that, I'm afraid Xiao Han would have entered Uncle Zhao's door a long time ago. Not like it is now······

Uncle Zhao turned his head and asked me abruptly, "Yongzheng, why are you willing to go into the mountains today?"

I was surprised, he usually didn't ask me more questions, so I coping and said, "Uncle Zhao, I just want to see if there are a few good medicines from the medicine pickers around here." ”

Uncle Zhao shook the holster behind his back and sighed: "It's rare that you have filial piety, your old liar is okay lately?"

Did I sigh at the time? I must have sighed twice and looked at the mountain road ahead.

"It's hard to get rid of the strange disease, it's not going to get better. It's okay, this old man doesn't plan to get better anyway. ”

In fact, Uncle Zhao still has a little awe and pity for the old liar, when he first came, he caught up with his old mother in the family who was seriously ill, and went to consult Qi Shenxian, who had not become a liar at that time, and the old man Qi asked Zhao Qingshan to marry quickly and treat the disease. Zhao Qingshan naturally met the clouded leopard and his mother, the old lady was very happy to see her daughter-in-law virtuous, but the illness was better for a while and then left. Later, because the old man Qi was drunk and "messily", he said a few words to Zhao Qingshan, and "coincidentally" let Zhao Qingshan escape the catastrophe. After that hurdle, Zhao Qingshan can be regarded as worry-free.

"Dad, look, there's blood here, come quickly. Zhao Yunbao shouted violently in front of him.

Uncle Zhao was shocked when he heard this, but he was not so frizzy, he stepped forward quickly, and his steps were steady. That's right, I heard him say at that time that he was about to enter the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, and he knew more and more about step-by-step, and his personality should be stable, so that martial arts would slowly rise.

Uncle Zhao took a closer look and found that there was gold in the blood, so he bent down and dipped his hand in the bloodstains, stretched it into his nose and sniffed it, and said, "It turned out to be the blood of a strange beast." ”

At that time, there was a roar of wild beasts in the mountains, like the sound of drums, and we children were of course very afraid.

But Uncle Zhao listened to the roars, with a hint of horror and surprise in his eyes, curious about what happened to the red tiger?

If there is excitement to watch, Xiaopang will not be absent from the scene, and naturally will not refuse. I wanted to ask, but my heart was hot, so I followed.

Later, Uncle Zhao explained that there is a legend on the mountain, that is, every hundred years, a fierce beast Red Tiger will be born, with gold in his blood, and he will soar in anger. Originally, he didn't believe it, until he happened to go deep into the mountains and saw the remains of a black bear nearly a foot long, the skull was crushed by sharp teeth, and the flesh and blood were mutilated, so he slowly believed it.

"Did this roar meet an equal opponent?" I asked.

"Is there a person or beast in this mountain that is comparable to that fierce beast?" Zhao Yunbao wondered.

"The worst, let's take a look at the excitement, Uncle Zhao will keep you safe, don't worry. Uncle Zhao's words were also a little uncertain.

Xiao Pang and Xiao Han, who were originally uneasy, seemed to relax their expressions when they heard this, but when they looked closely, they could still see that their pale cheeks revealed uneasiness and fear.

Xu Yongzheng was about to wake up, and his consciousness gradually became sober. But in his confusion, the memories of that day continued to emerge.

Deep in the mountains, a man and a beast stood facing each other, the man's face was as pale as snow, his clothes were as red as blood, and he couldn't hide his bronze arms, holding a single halberd in both hands, with a solemn expression.

The strange beast was more than two feet long, the whole body was black, and the forehead was inscribed with a king pattern, which was majestic, but the wound under the abdomen was as big as a blade, and a short halberd was inserted by the murderer on its back, as if it had been severely injured. The beast leaned forward, crouching with its claws, letting out a low roar.

When the man's feet slowly squatted downward, the black angry beast suddenly pounced on him, the king-shaped lines on his forehead exuded golden streamers, and his claws exuded a cold glow like a knife, which was unusually cold. This claw goes down to disembowel, and directly see the rhythm of Hades.

The man's face was pale, but he was still calm, and when the sharp tiger claws of the alien beast were more than four feet away from him, a short and piercing sound sounded, and the upper half of the man's body still did not move, but he changed to his right hand to hold a single halberd upside down.

The next moment, with the power of the violent twisting of the heels of his feet, the man shot himself out without expression, like an arrow, bravely resisting the tiger's claws head-on.

If he hadn't been injured, he could have fought hand-to-hand to his heart's content, but when he was injured, he chose to outwit him. That man must have understood this truth after a long time of fighting. Therefore, he leaned forward sharply on his knees, leaned back, bent into a fierce bow, and walked forward, which has been said to have used the bow to beat people since ancient times, so the halberd in his right hand became the arrow that killed him. The halberd in his right hand stabbed into the beast's abdomen. Then he clenched his left hand into a fist and slammed his fist upwards.

With a bang, the blue halberd blade flashed, and the entire halberd body stabbed into the tiger's belly, and the beast couldn't resist the halberd that entered along the wound, and then was hit by the punch, causing the halberd to be inserted deeper, if the tiger's belly was broken at this time, the halberd seemed to hit the tiger spine of the red tiger, and the tiger's spine was broken.

So, with a bang, the red tiger's whole body fell sideways on the grass, and the tiger's head was against the ground, letting out a wail.

The murderer remained in a kneeling position, straightened his upper body, and then slowly raised his knees to stand up, turned and walked towards the beast, looking as if he was about to fall down at any moment. Uncle Zhao looked at this scene, his eyes were as hot as red and hot iron pulp, and he saw him unhook the holster behind his back, and walk forward with his hands spread out, with a sincere smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, the man turned his back to him and said coldly, "Don't come." The voice was low and unkind.

Uncle Zhao was just about to explain, who knew that seeing the next scene would make his hands and feet numb.

The man slowly walked to Chihu's side, without the slightest relaxation, his expression full of vigilance. When he approached the red tiger's huge black and red mottled body, the red tiger, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly fell to the ground, and let out a roar like a roar like a mountain forest, as if it was a roar before death, which shook everyone's scalp numb. Then the tiger's tail was raised, and the power of the entire body was swept away, sweeping towards the man.

The man put his hands together, and from behind him, his hands moved rapidly, as if he was making a complicated gesture, and the word "all" opened his mouth, and it looked very solemn.

All the demons and demons are gone, and the tigers and beasts are not allowed to roar.

As a result, most of the Red Tiger's sound whistle was rebounded, and all of it was swallowed into his mouth, and he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

I subconsciously squinted my eyes and saw a seated figure looming and then vanishing. Uncle Zhao's pupils shrunk, his face was slightly pale, and he was stupid in place. If Uncle Zhao, who roamed the rivers and lakes in his early years, only discovered the pit under the man's feet with his keen intuition, and he expressed sincere admiration in his heart, what strength does this mean, the red tiger's serious injury and checkmate is the best proof. If you are any person whose defense is not as good as that of the Red Tiger, I am afraid that it will be one word - death. An obscure and inexplicable pronunciation behind him subdued the dying Red Tiger's voice, and Uncle Zhao could no longer hold the slightest greed in his heart.

If you don't say that you have a baby son by your side, you shouldn't take risks. On the bright side, if the sneak attack is successful, the person swears to fight back, Uncle Zhao is not sure if he can save himself, after all, the red tiger beast does not forget to set up when he is dying, not to mention the fierce man in front of him who is strong enough to kill the red tiger in seconds, and is extremely cautious.

In case the sneak attack fails, the fierce man will have another move comparable to killing the Red Tiger in seconds, it doesn't matter if he dies, and his son will suffer, then the old Zhao family's vein will be completely gone.

So there was a strange scene in the field, the fierce man who shot the beast in seconds stood like that, and glanced at the blood droplets on the body of the short halberd, and the golden blood shone with a faint edge. There was no ridicule in his eyes, no smugness on his face, only a long howl, like an arrogant and unruly wolf.

The next man's actions ruined the beauty. The murderer slowly turned his head, stared at Uncle Zhao, pointed his finger lightly, with a little smile in his eyes, and grinned: "Haha, if the young master is ruthless, is it powerful and handsome?"

The picture was so clear that he could even hear the man's voice clearly. But these are dreams after all.

It was a dream and there was a moment to wake up, Xu Yongzheng said in a low voice: "Don't, don't." ”

The voice was not loud, so it did not wake up Miss Mu.

Xu Yongzheng finally opened his sleepy eyes, he only remembered that he fell down in a daze, and his cheeks were wiped in a trance, and the cloth towel on his head should also be Miss Mu's masterpiece. Thinking that such an eldest lady would come to serve such a rough person as him, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

I wonder if there will be a chance to indulge in this gentle country in the future?" and then he shook his head and drove away this luxury.

When I get my revenge, I will come to you. It was like a promise, but he didn't have the courage or time to say it.

The space in the carriage is not large, how can it accommodate two people lying flat. Xu Yongzheng felt much better, so he stretched out his hand to wake up Mu Yiya.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yiya opened her eyes at the right time.

The scene was even more awkward.