Looking up at the sky, it was already nearly dusk, and Ximenqing instructed: "Seize some time, rush to the front, and see if you can find an inn to cast." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Everyone walked along the mountain road again, and the sky gradually darkened, and the mountains gradually became dark, and there were even more wild beasts crying in the deep trees and dense forests, and it became more and more difficult and cold to see the wind and fog between the two mountain walls. Every time the twilight deepens, the ghost aura of the forest is doubled, and occasionally the mountain wind blows, and the people who only blow chill in the bottom of their hearts, what is this place for the straight mother.

When ordinary people come here, they must be creepy and trembling, but Ximen Qing and the others are all masters of the arts, if they can't see the robbery, they will give up, if there are really thieves who can't open their eyes, then they just follow their wishes, and they are using them to practice their hands and warm their bodies.

Ju An and Han De were the weakest among the crowd, tightened the clothes on their bodies, and coaxed their shoulders, Ju An followed Ximenqing and said: "Master, the hill here is steep, I'm afraid it's not a good place to go, there is no store in front of Buba Village, I think we are not as good as ......."

Wu Song came up and climbed his shoulder and smiled: "What's not as good as what? Aren't you scared? Don't say that there are a few thieves, even if a few big insects, tigers and leopards jump out, are you afraid of it? Just kill and eat meat, and relieve the cravings in the abdomen. Besides, Mr. Han is not afraid of reading, what are you afraid of? ”

Ju An was told by Wu Song that he was not afraid of thieves, just because Bian Xiang, Yu Sheng, and Wu Song were here, he was not afraid of thousands of thieves, not to mention Jiao Ting, Guo Sheng, and Xue Yong. But it was this wolf, insect, tiger and leopard that made the tortoise feel at ease, and the ghost really made him feel cold in the back of his head.

But now it can't be recognized, otherwise wouldn't it be a joke to be underestimated? Glared at Wu Song and said, "I'm worried that your body and Mr. Han won't be able to withstand the cold wind on the mountain, and if you get the wind chill again, won't it be troublesome?" ”

The two of them were arguing, when they suddenly heard Bian Xiang shouting: "Who is there?" ”

As soon as Bian Xiang's words fell, a black shadow rolled out of the forest, bluffing Ju'an, and the black shadow saw that Ximenqing and several people were fierce and vicious, with swords in hand, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "The king spares his life, and the little one is the woodcutter under the mountain, spare his life, spare his life." ”

"Woodcutter?" Ximen Qing and Xue Yong glanced at each other, this man was carrying a load of firewood and wearing heavy clothes, but his expression revealed strangeness, although he looked scared, but it was always uncomfortable, and his appearance was too abrupt.

Who is it? This kind of woodcutter in the mountains and forests?

"Man, we are not bandits, but merchants who go to Bianzhou City, Tokyo, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Han De said.

The man looked at the crowd, and when he heard that they were not bandits, he glanced at Ximenqing and saw that he was dressed as rich and noble, so he exhaled heavily, "It turns out that you are not the king of bandits, don't you want to die?" The sun has set, how dare you go up, go quickly, go quickly, provoke the big worm out after a while, it's not a trick. ”

Wu Song asked, "Since there are big insects, how dare you go up the mountain to collect firewood." ”

The man took a sip, "Was I willing to do it at that time?" If it weren't for the old lady in the family who was sick and had no money for medicine, how could I have given up my life to go up the mountain. ”

Juan arched his hand and said, "Brother woodcutter, a few of us missed the inn because we were greedy to hurry, and we don't know if there is a place to stay nearby?" ”

The woodcutter said: "This is also a coincidence, my family has opened a wine shop at the foot of the mountain, if you want, you can go to my place to stay for the night." ”

Ximen Qing said: "Then thank you, but I will definitely pay you more for the store." ”

The woodcutter looked at the package that Ximenqing was carrying again, and said with a smile: "Then thank you, I have some store money from you, just to treat my wife." As he spoke, he walked in front of everyone to lead the way, and when he passed by Ximenqing, he was blocked by Xue Yong intentionally or unintentionally, but Ximenqing saw this person's face clearly, he was about thirty years old, with three fists and bones, a few mustaches, thick hands and big feet, a green gauze concave scarf on his head, a gray cloth shirt, leggings and knee pads underneath, eight linen shoes, a fast-sharpened axe pinned to the belt of the nine-strand vine around his waist, and a bundle of dry firewood on the black burden.

He is slightly different from the woodcutter that ordinary Ximenqing has seen, and ordinary woodcutter does not see him so strong, and his eyes are still shining.

Ximenqing suddenly asked, "Brother woodcutter, but I don't know your surname?" What kind of boundary is this? What's there to do? ”

The woodcutter smiled: "The villain is a rural villager, a wild man in the mountains and forests, where is there a high surname, Xiao Yanei calls me Zhang San, this is the boundary of Mengzhou, all of them are poor mountains and evil mountains, where is there anything to play, there is a forest in front of the ridge, and next to the forest is my hotel, called the cross slope." ”

Cross slope? Tom?

The corners of Ximenqing's mouth pulled a trace of arc, Xue Yong gently pulled the corners of Ximenqing's clothes, and said a few words in Jiao Ting's ear, and a few of them vaguely protected Ximenqing and Han De in the middle.

Wu Song is a greedy drinker, and he has never eaten for a few days, so it is easy to meet a wine shop, how can he not be happy, and he pesters the woodcutter to ask the woodcutter, there is good wine at home.

The woodcutter smiled: "In the poor countryside, there can be any good wine, but it is all made in the village, and I don't know if it can meet the taste of all the heroes." ”

With the woodcutter to guide the way, everyone's feet are much faster, while talking, the mountain road has come to an end, run over the ridge, the eyes suddenly open up, look ahead, there are about a dozen grass huts under the hillside, the sky is late, the house is lit with lights, there is cooking smoke curling up, the mountain wind blows, the willow tree hanging on the brook faintly waving a wine flag in the twilight.

When I got closer, I saw a thick old tree over there, full of dead vines, and three or five grass houses on the side, picking out a wine curtain. There was a woman sitting under the eaves in front of the hotel, the sky was dark, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but when she saw a group of people coming, she was not ashamed, and hurriedly greeted her: "You dead ghost, why did you come back now, aren't you afraid of being taken away by wolves and insects on the mountain?" Who are they? ”

Zhang San replied: "I was greedy for more firewood, so I went home late, and the lady was strange, they were guests on the mountain, and they missed the hour because they were in a hurry, so they could only come to our store to spend the night." ”

The woman smiled when she heard this, put aside Zhang San, got up to greet her, and said with a smile: "Several guest officers are working the road, please come in and rest." The small shop has good wine and meat, and the steamed buns are even more famous, and the discipline officers are satisfied. ”