This is almost the source of the Azagawa River.

A little further to the northwest, is the majestic Rejection Mountain, a small stream, meandering from the Rejection Mountain, formed a waterfall as high as dozens of zhang here, even in late autumn, the stream is not broken, the flying beads and jade fall straight to the bottom of the pool; On both sides of the waterfall, the pine is like a cover, and the green cypress is evergreen; After exiting this deep blue pool, you will find the Azagawa River.

On the towering cliff on the right side of the waterfall, a small and delicate pavilion stands out - the hexagonal cornices are long picked out, the top of the four red lacquer columns, carved with hollow swastika bat patterns, and the four main carvings surrounded by the swast bat pattern are not the common four gentlemen of the year or something, but the story of Buddhism, "Lingshan lectures", "Xuanzang takes scriptures", "a reed crosses the river", "Hui Ke breaks his arm".

The furnishings in the pavilion are extremely simple, just a stone case and a futon; On the copper tripod side of the stone case, the sandalwood inserted in Nana rose silently; Before the copper tripod, a scorched-tailed phoenix was lying quietly.

A pair of white jade-like plain hands are slowly wiping and twisting, and the phoenix qin is making a melodious sound with the plucking of the plain hands; It's a pity that the empty mountains are lonely and bosom friends are hard to find, and no one can hear this ancient song "Pu Jia".

With the sound of the piano of "Immortal, Immortal", the owner of the amateur hand lightly opened his lips, and the beautiful singing voice flowed out like a waterfall.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side...... The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over...... Tracing from it, it is like being in the water. ”

After a song, the person who stroked the harp pressed his hands lightly, and the silence in the mountain stream was restored; She slowly raised her eyes, staring thoughtfully at the waterfall, the droplets of flying jade reflected in her large eyes, adding to the beauty of calm.

Her name is Gao Fengji, she is 19 years old this year, but she is calm in heart. The melon seed face with a small nose and thin lips and teeth looked as if it was still twenty-eight years old; And the long eyelashes add a little dreamlike feeling to her already innocent eyes.

Unlike the girls who can be seen everywhere on Jeju Island, Gao Fengji did not wear Ze Gaoli and Qima, but like the women of the Ming Dynasty, she wore a light green cloud brocade skirt covered with a blue blue coat inlaid with white fox fur.

After staring at the waterfall for a while, Gao Fengji slowly stood up; When the big drum is lifted. Faintly you can see the extremely well-developed carcass under her seemingly young face, the full chest supports the cloud brocade shirt high, and the swing of the long skirt can be inferred that she has a pair of slender thighs when the lotus step is lightly moved.

Just when Gao Fengji walked to the edge of the small pavilion, a strong wind came unexpectedly, blowing her thick green silk flying around; Pulling her hair together, she glanced faintly at the eastern sky and muttered in a low voice, "It's going to change." "This time, instead of speaking Han as before, it was Korean with a Tamna accent.

The wind is getting stronger. The thick clouds in the east were sweeping rapidly, but Gao Fengji was unmoved, standing quietly on the edge of the pavilion, looking at the blue water pool under her feet, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Soon the sky darkened, and at the same time there was an overwhelming torrential rain; The sound of wind and rain instantly drowned out everything, and the Yazagawa Gorge, which was still beautiful just now, suddenly changed its face.

Just when Gao Fengji was quietly enjoying the rain scene. There was a faint sound of people shouting and neighing in the canyon below, and she frowned slightly imperceptibly. In a voice without a trace of human fireworks, he commanded the little maid behind him, "Yuru, bring my flute...... When it rains heavily, it is best to taste Xiao. ”

Gao Fengji heard it right, there were indeed people and horses restless in the canyon far away from the waterfall.

It was a small cottage, built in a hidden valley next to the Yanza River; The cottage is small. However, the hall in the center is extremely spacious, and there is a large line of words on the lintel, which is the Korean Juyi Hall.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a flat face and thin slitted eyes, and a thick beard that grew under his eyes. Ignoring the pouring rain, he leaned out most of his body and looked up at the sky; And under the eaves of the other houses in the cottage, there were also many sturdy men like him, looking up at the sky and shouting in surprise, and even the horses in the stables seemed to be infected with such emotions and kept neighing.

Squint's name is Park An-ki, and he is one of the many horse bandit leaders in the Halla Mountains.

Jeju Island is a place of long-term exile of prisoners, and Hallasan Mountain is more than 200 miles in circumference, so it is natural that it has become a place for criminals and homeless people, and of course, more of them are those who cannot stand the harsh government and the exploitation of large households.

Different from the criminals and people who run into the mountains and fall into the grass and fall into the mountains, most of the fugitives still make a living by farming and grazing after entering the mountains, but they are in the same mountain, and how can they survive without being attached to the big and small horse bandits.

The rivers and lakes also have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and more than 30 horse bandits in Halla Mountain, large and small, have been divided into two camps in recent years to confront each other - Pei Xingqing, who has a big scarred face in the Shanxi foothills, is the strongest, with more than 100 elite horsemen, controlling hundreds of fugitives, but because this guy is often unruly, the bandits in Halla Mountain are sideways, except for seven or eight horse bandits attached to him to form a "******", other horse bandit leaders have thrown themselves to Xu Zhiyuan, who is more fair and noble, that is, the owner of this small cottage, forming a-for-tat“******”。

Although Xu Zhiyuan only has about 30 brothers under his command, in the confrontation with "******", he often takes the lead bravely, and has repeatedly defeated the big scarface, and gradually became the big cabinet of the "******".

Park An-ki is one of the bandits of the "******", and his strength is also weak - he has only 11 brothers, and there are only three fugitives attached to him.

Why did he appear in Xu Zhiyuan's cottage?

That's because these days, "******" and "******" are fighting for more than 100 fugitives in the area of Suyak Valley at the southern foot of Halla Mountain - Xu Zhiyuan gathered more than 20 horse bandits to fight with Big Scarface, and his camp could only ask Park Anji to temporarily protect it.

For this job, Park Anji is quite satisfied, not only does not have to charge, but also can share the spoils - Xu Zhiyuan promised him that after winning the battle, he would give him at least five fugitives.

So after entering this camp, Park Anji did the most every day to sleep in this juyi hall, until today he was woken up by the exclamations of his brothers.

When his subordinates came in and told him that there was a monster floating in the sky, Park An-ki was still suspicious, and when he rushed into the rain barefoot and looked up, he found that there was really a strange thing floating in the sky, and it looked like it was about to fall somewhere in the upper reaches of the Anza River, which made Park An-ki can't help but burst with curiosity.

"Children, put on your robes and get on your horses! …… Let's go see what the hell it is! (To be continued.) )