It is a small valley surrounded by mountains, and there are more than a dozen thatched huts scattered in the valley, and the smoke from the roofs of the huts rises. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After experiencing various tribulations such as getting lost in the deep mountains, covering the mountains with heavy snow, and sleeping in the barren mountains, they were able to find that there would be people living in the mountains, which was more joyful than anything else for Yang Guang and An Ruoxi.

Excited that they would find their way out of the mountains as long as they could find a home to live in the mountains, they eagerly followed each other into the nearest hut in the valley.

The hut was empty, quietly, and by the faint light, it was vaguely visible that there was nothing in the hut except for a large kang built at the door.

"Anyone?" Yang Guang opened his eyes and asked when he looked around the room.

shouted more than a dozen times before and after, but no one came out to talk, Yang Guang and An Ruoxi felt strange in their hearts, and walked into two or three thatched huts nearby one after another, but still no one was seen. The only difference was that in the stove room of one of the thatched huts, Yang Guang first found a pot of freshly cooked porridge with wild vegetables.

Where have all the people gone?

This time, Yang Guang simply ran out of the hut, stood in the open space in front of the house, raised his throat, and asked loudly: "Is there anyone in this village?" ”

He asked three or four times in a hurry, but there was still not a single person in the dozen or so huts who came out to answer.

"Boy, what the fuck are you doing here? Grandpa, I'm here. Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice came from behind Yang Guang and An Ruoxi, and scolded Yang Guang.

Yang Guang instinctively pulled out the short knife, protected An Ruoxi with his body, turned his head, and looked behind him, but he didn't even see a single figure.

Just when the two of them were shocked and at a loss, they heard the hoarse voice above their heads again, and seemed to find that An Ruoxi was a beautiful girl, swallowed her saliva dryly, and asked Yang Guang: "Boy, in this barren mountain and snowy land, you won't elope from home with such a little nun like a flower and jade, right?" Ha ha. ”

Yang Guang immediately looked up vigilantly, but saw that on a towering tree not far from where he was standing, a "wild man" with one hand on his back, half-lying and half-sitting, was leaning into his arms with his hand, grabbing the lice on his body, staring at An Ruoxi with his teeth, and laughing with bad intentions.

"Who are you? The porridge in the house is cooked, why don't you come down and eat it, but sit on the tree and get cold? Yang Guang blocked An Ruoxi behind him, protected it, and had the courage to ask the man on the tree.

"Good boy, you haven't answered Grandpa's words, but you've come to ask Grandpa. Quick, tell me your name, your origin, and how much silk you have on you? The "wild man" looked down at Yang Guang and An Ruoxi under the tree, and his eyes were like a hunter staring at the prey he had just captured, and asked Yang Guang unceremoniously.

"This, are the dozen or so huts living in them all bandits who rob houses?" Yang Guang heard the "wild man" open his mouth and asked how much silk he was carrying, and he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart.

"Good boy, you have a lot of cleverness, since you see what kind of business your grandfather is doing, you will report your name quickly, and you will force your grandfather to kill immediately, and take your life." The "wild man" stretched out the thumb of his left hand and praised Yang Guang, and then showed a hideous face, and asked with a fierce look.

"His surname is Li, and my surname is An, both of whom are Jingzhaoren." An Ruoxi pushed Yang Guang away and stepped forward to answer.

"The surname is Li, the surname is An? You're not a little nun? The "wild man" seemed to be more polite to An Ruoxi than to Yang Guang, muttered twice, and suddenly showed a fierce light, his eyes were staring at An Ruoxi, and he asked in a dumb voice, "To be honest, are you and him Han or Hu Gouzi?" ”

"We are both Han Chinese, and we have been scholars for generations. May I ask if the good man gathered in the mountains and forests, is it to kill Hu Gouzi? An Ruoxi behaved very calmly, listening to the "wild man" refer to all kinds of people other than the Han people as Hu Gouzi, his heart moved, and he asked him rhetorically.

"Hehe, how can I see that your little girl who looks like a flower is a dog? Quick, take off all the clothes on your body, and tell grandpa to take a look at it. The "wild man" smiled lewdly, stared at An Ruoxi, and ordered.

By now, Yang Guang and An Ruoxi have completely understood: the two of them have met a bad guy this time.

Yang Guang opened his eyes and looked around, and saw that there were no other people nearby except for the "wild man" lying on the big tree, so he hurriedly pulled up An Ruoxi, turned around, and came to the "Iron Hoof Dragon" in a few steps, turned over and got on the horse, carried the "black general" on his shoulder, pulled the horse's head, and ran straight to the mountain beam.

The "Iron Hoof Dragon" had just run out of a dozen zhang away with the two of them, when Yang Guang saw a figure flash in front of the horse's head, and the "Iron Hoof Dragon" had been stopped by the "wild man".

The "Iron Hoof Dragon" was not an ordinary war horse, and as soon as he saw that the way was blocked by the "Wild Man", he immediately raised his two front hooves and kicked out directly at the "Wild Man".

"Yo drink, people and horses are also wild." Seeing that the front hooves of the "Iron Hoof Dragon" were about to kick him, the "Wild Man" shook slightly, and actually drilled under the two front hooves of the "Iron Hoof Dragon" raised high, and dragged An Ruoxi off the horse's back with his backhand.

"Little Black, go, peck out the eyes of this whore." As soon as Yang Guang saw An Ruoxi being dragged off the horse by the "wild man", his eyes were red at that time, and he raised a knife in his hand to slash at the "wild man", and shouted in his mouth that the "black general" flew over and pecked at the eyes of the "wild man".

The "wild man" was about to take An Ruoxi into his arms, as soon as he approached Fangze, he suddenly saw a black shadow passing overhead, and then felt a pain on the back of his hand, and couldn't help but let go of his hands, threw An Ruoxi to the ground, took a few steps back, and when he looked down at the back of his hand, he saw that there was a paw print about two inches long on the back of his right hand, and blood was constantly flowing down his wrist.

"Good boy, with this beast on your shoulder, you dare to quibble that you are not a dog?" The "wild man" raised his foot to force An Ruoxi, who fell to the ground, and stared at the "Black General" with two eyes very vigilantly, raising his uninjured left hand, putting one finger into his mouth, and whistled unusually loudly.

"Oh no, he's moving the rescuers."

Yang Guang thought about it so far, and hurriedly shouted at the "Black General": "Force him back and rescue Ruoxi." As he spoke, he rode towards the "wild man".

Under the dual attack on the ground and in mid-air, the "wild man" could not parry it and retreated again and again.

"Ruoxi, get up, get on the horse, and go." Yang Guang came to An Ruoxi's side, leaned out half of his body from the horse, and wanted to pull An Ruoxi on his horse and escape.

At this moment, I heard a miserable roar from the "black general" above my head, and I fell headlong from mid-air.