Qingqing sat on a lame chair, and at her feet, two strange characters were drawn with bamboo branches.

Opposite her, the mountain ghost sat cross-legged on the ground, and he still wore a ghost face, this thing was exquisitely made, and it would not affect the mountain ghost to speak and drink water at all, and even eat would not be affected.

Qingqing pointed at the two characters with a bamboo stick, she stretched out her voice, and said to the mountain ghost brother:

"A man?"

"Guy..."

The powerful ghost in the mountains who kills people without seeing blood will seem a little helpless.

He struggled with syllables in his mind for a long time before he raised his head, looked at Qingqing, and said with some trepidation:

"Male?"

"Yes, male! Gongsun Yu's father! ”

Qingqing was very happy, she waved a bamboo stick, wrote the three words Gongsun Yu on the ground, pointed to the first word, and said to the mountain ghost brother:

"This is the first word of your name, you must remember it, it is written like this, a skimm, a tick, remember?"

The mountain ghost stared at the words on the ground.

After a moment, he nodded.

"Then you write it."

Qingqing handed the bamboo stick to the mountain ghost, and Gongsun Yu's hand, which would never tremble when he held the sword, trembled slightly twice at this moment.

He was a little clumsy when he first learned the sword, but he still wrote seriously.

"A skimm, a tick..."

The mountain ghost is finished.

That word, how to say it, is a little better than a dog crawling.

He looked at the words written by Qingqing on the ground very beautifully, and then looked at what he wrote, so he lowered his head a little embarrassed.

This made Qingqing laugh happily.

But she didn't forget her duty, she smoothed the characters on the ground with her feet, and began to describe the complete writing of the three characters Gongsun Yu to the mountain ghost brother.

The name is also interesting.

The three words are from simple to difficult.

Especially the word "stupid", the degree of complexity is like a ghost drawing in the eyes of the mountain ghost.

He also doesn't know why his parents, who died young, give him such a difficult name to write.

Shen Qiu secretly hid in his room, looking out through the crack in the door.

Qingqing's communication with the mountain ghost is going well, and she really has to find something to do for that girl, so as not to think nonsense.

In the past few days, I have always used the "soul loss disease" of amnesia to prevaricate, and the girl is already a little suspicious.

He really couldn't explain this to the ancients.

Or a more mysterious and mysterious soul piercing.

Once Qingqing thinks that he is possessed by a powerful ghost, the good relationship between the two of them will be ruined.

"That girl is really smart."

Shen Qiu returned to the table and continued to write pinyin for the "treasure" of the mountain ghost with carbon wood strips, although the mountain ghost provided him with pen and ink.

But he didn't like a brush.

He taught Qingqing pinyin intonation syllables, and the girl only took 3 days to learn completely, which is also because Qingqing herself knows words, and she learns naturally quickly.

But the mountain ghost has no foundation, it's been 2 days, and he only roughly memorizes the pronunciation of the 26 letters, and the pronunciation of pinyin.

At this pace, the mountain ghost has to know 200 words, and a month is simply not enough.

However, the advantage of pinyin is that as long as the mountain ghost is introduced, he can complete the rest of the learning by himself.

All you need is for Shen Qiu to mark all the books and words in the mountain ghost's hand with the correct pinyin and syllables.

It's not perfect.

It is likely that in the end, the mountain ghost does recognize a lot of words, but he only knows the pronunciation and writing, but he does not know the meaning.

But there is no way to do it, so I can only wait until I go out of the mountain to find some enlightened reading materials for children, and then send them back to the mountain ghost Gongsun Yu.

"This step is basically completed."

Shen Qiu quickly finished marking one book and picked up another.

He said to himself:

"Raider Mountain Ghost Progress... 10%？ Uh, looking at his excitement now, maybe 30%? But if you want him to escort me and Qingqing back to Suzhou, this must at least have a favorability of more than 80%, right? ”

"Alas, it's too difficult to have three dimensions, it's better to have two dimensions."

Shen Qiu sighed.

He also found the mountain ghost quite interesting.

Obviously he was very interested, but he had to pretend to be light-hearted.

Although he had never taken off his mask, according to Shen Qiu's guess, the mountain ghost should also be a young man.

It should not be more than 25 years old.

And living alone in the mountains as an adult and not communicating with people makes him seem a little simple.

But it is this simple person, who killed the people of the Northern Dynasty, but he was as fierce as a hellish ghost, which really makes people can't help but guess, what happened to Gongsun Yu?

"But at least they won't be driven away."

Shen Qiu let out a sigh of relief, he went out with an axe, without disturbing Qingqing and the mountain ghost's study, and walked to the hillside behind the house, more than ten zhang away from the two of them.

He moved his muscles and bones, ready to practice the axe technique left by Lu Unruly.

In the past few nights, Cha Bao's unjust soul still doesn't plan to let him go, and every night, Shen Qiu has to do more than a dozen battles with that fierce uncle.

This kind of high-frequency battle is as if Cha Bao is really a good uncle who cares for his juniors, teaching by word and deed, and doing his best to guide Shen Qiu's martial arts.

Under the pressure of death, Shen Qiu made rapid progress, and even faintly touched some of the hidden strength techniques of this axe technique.

But there is no hope of winning.

Cha Bao encountered a mountain ghost, although he died in a confused manner, but he was a famous master in the rivers and lakes after all.

According to Qingqing, the list of rivers and lakes made by the mysterious force Yinlou only remembers 108 masters.

12 in the heavenly list, 24 in the earth list, and 72 in the people list.

Although Qingqing also felt that there must be many masters who were located in remote areas or did not compete for fame and fortune who did not want to be on the list, such as people in the court, or hermit cultivators, and the ghosts of Taihang Mountain in front of them.

can seriously injure Cha Bao so easily, Gongsun Yu's strength is already difficult to figure out, the land list may be a little worse, but there must be a top spot on the list.

And how many people are in the rivers and lakes?

There were nearly 10 million people in the entire Southern Dynasties, and even if there was only one character in the rivers and lakes out of 10,000 people, there were nearly 1,000 people.

Not to mention the Northern Dynasty of considerable size, it is said that there are still some nomadic tribes on the grassland, among so many people, 108 masters are selected, even if Chabao ranks only 65 on the list, which can be called the last.

But the gold content of his martial arts is needless to say.

If this is an RPG martial arts game, then Wind and Thunder refers to Chabao, which is the first boss Shen Qiu encountered.

It's not even a mini-boss, but the kind of fierce boss at the bottom of the level.

After being abused for so many days, Shen Qiu has a deep understanding of the strength gap between himself and Cha Bao.

Now, even if he is armed with a divine weapon, he can't be Chabao's opponent at all.

Not only does he need to practice, but he also needs to really experience the battle and cultivate the domineering spirit of the people in the martial arts.

There is no bloody murderous aura on his body, and he can't use the eighteen styles of the black wind axe left by Lu Unruly at all.

You can't just run there and ask the mountain ghost to teach him swordsmanship, right?

This is the most taboo thing in the rivers and lakes.

Maybe it will also anger the mountain ghost who has a secret in his heart and drive him and Qingqing out.

"This won't work!"

Shen Qiu finished playing a set of axe techniques, and he didn't feel anything on weekdays, but the more he practiced today, the more irritability he felt in his heart.

He had already reached a bottleneck in his theoretical understanding of this axe method, and if he continued to practice, it would be impossible to break through suddenly.

He needed to find a different way.

And that strange dream that lasted for many days in a row, although it would not affect the rest of the body, it was extremely stressful on Shen Qiu's spirit.

His injuries had healed, but he was mentally exhausted.

It's like a spring that has been being compressed, and like a real unjust soul asking for his life, he has even developed a fear and disgust for sleeping, and stays up late every day until he can't hold it anymore before going to rest.

But as soon as you close your eyes, you will fight Cha Bao to the death.

He studied medicine, and although he was not a formal doctor, he also knew very well how much of a hidden danger this situation was at the moment, and the spring would lose its elasticity if it was pressed too tightly.

If he still can't find a solution, if he continues like this, Shen Qiu may soon collapse, and even in the end, it is not impossible to become disgusted with the world.

In the evening, Shen Qiu made dinner for the mountain ghost and Qingqing.

Gongsun Yu beat two rabbits, and at the request of Shen Qiu, he brought back dogwood to replace the chili pepper, although the spicy taste is not authentic, but at least the numb taste is there.

The three of them ate this spicy stewed rabbit meat on the grass, Qingqing ate with a mouth full of oil, and kept inhaling, while the mountain ghost only tasted it.

This is a person with a lot of self-control.

He ate a bowl of rice, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and went back to his room, Shen Qiu knew that it was to learn pinyin and read those books that he couldn't understand before.

After Qingqing fell asleep, Shen Qiu hesitated a little, but finally knocked on the door of the mountain ghost.

The door opened, and the mountain ghost with a mask stared at Shen Qiu at the door, although he didn't speak, but those eyes were asking him, what are you doing?

"I... I want to go down the mountain with you. ”

Shen Qiu touched the wood-splitting axe inserted in his waist, and he said to the mountain ghost:

"My master may have suffered, and I can't tell Qingqing about this, but I also want to do my best to help him get revenge."

The mountain ghost didn't speak, just stared at Shen Qiu.

The latter took a deep breath and said:

"I see that you are ready to go down the mountain again in the past two days, which shows that those Northern Dynasties are still in the mountains, and I want to fight together!"

Shen Qiu leaned down, as if bowing, and said to the mountain ghost:

"Please take me with you!"

This reason is a half-truth.

Shen Qiu thanked Lu Buru, but in essence, the two were just strangers.

He didn't have Qingqing's strong feelings for his master as his father, and he felt regret, admiration, regret, and a little sad about the reality that Lu Buru was likely to die.

This is the most basic form of compassion.

But when it comes to sacrificing one's life for revenge, it's not enough to talk about it.

Shen Qiu's thoughts were very simple, he was about to be a little broken by the reality of "hugging and sleeping" with Cha Bao every night, he really wanted to sleep well.

He didn't want to spend his whole life making do with Cha Bao...

If you have to find a way to break the situation and go through some battles, maybe you will be able to make a breakthrough, which is much better than him building a car behind closed doors in this deep mountain and old forest.

Faced with Shen Qiu's request, the mountain ghost did not answer immediately.

He glanced back at the table behind him, the books spread out under the candlestick, he hesitated for a moment, and said to Shen Qiu in a hoarse voice:

"Nope."

"You're too weak, and it's okay to go... Die! ”

"I..."

Shen Qiu, who was frightened by this reason, had nothing to say.

Indeed, compared to the ability of the mountain ghost, Shen Qiu was like an ant at the feet of a giant.

"Even if I can't kill the enemy, I can do you a favor."

Shen Qiu said:

"Setting traps or something, or being bait, to lure them into your ambush circle, and it's better to have one more person to help than to slash and kill alone, right?"

"Bait? You? ”

The mountain ghost shook his head and said something that made Shen Qiu very sad in a very calm tone.

"Most of the people in the Northern Dynasties carry bows and crossbows, in groups of three or five, and they are never alone."

"You move bulkyly, and when they find you, you're dead."

All right.

It's not even a good bait.

Shen Qiuzhen felt that Cha Bao said that he was a waste, and it was not wrong at all.

This river and lake is really realistically tight.

"I can at least..."

"Wow"

Before Shen Qiu's words were finished, a black shadow appeared in front of him, like a dragon swimming in the light, fluttering, and like the autumn wind, his hair was blown back and flew back.

He didn't react at all, and the cold blade was against his neck.

Shen Qiu was taken aback, and subconsciously held the spine of the sword with one hand and pressed Gongsun Yu's wrist with the other.

In front of him, the mountain ghost, who had no killing intent, shrugged his shoulders.

What the hell, how did he learn this rather mocking pose?

It must have been taught by Qingqing's stupid girl!

"You can't even stop me with a sword, Shen Qiu."

For the first time, the mountain ghost said Shen Qiu's name.

Under the mask, those eyes were like ancient moons in a deep pool, calm to the point of hair, and he said:

"I know you're practicing martial arts, but it's still a short time, and the heat isn't enough."

"You and Qingqing stay in peace, I won't drive you, when I kill all the Northern Dynasty rangers, you can leave safely."

It was probably the first time that Gongsun Yu had said so many words.

He drew back his sword and said to Shen Qiu, who was silent in front of him:

"Spare your life!"

"There is only one life!"

"Bang"

The door was closed.

Shen Qiu stood at the door of the mountain ghost.

The reason for his sluggishness was not because the mountain ghost refused to allow him to go with him.

Before Shen Qiu came, he guessed that the mountain ghost was likely to refuse.

He was stunned for another matter.

A sword-shaped jade tied to your wrist!

Just now, just as his fingers touched the mountain ghost's long sword and the mountain ghost's wrist, this piece of jade was hot and shaking.

Shen Qiu wouldn't sense a mistake, the thing was on his skin.

It's like jade has been hit by something.

Shen Qiu took a deep breath, and the abnormality just now was like a lightning bolt across his head, making his heart pound and making him think about a lot of things in an instant.

He clasped the warm jade tightly in his hand, and his heart was a little excited, like a thief, and walked quickly back to his room, and pressed the door against it.

Why did that uncle appear in his dreams so often after Cha Bao's death?

There may be an answer to this puzzling question.

In his scattered memory, the guy who looked very powerful called this jade "fairy fate".

It's really not simple.

Shen Qiu took off his shoes and lay on the bed, the futon was well dried today, full of the smell of sunshine.

He held the sword jade in his hand, constantly adjusting his breathing.

He said:

"It's all my fault, I'm so stupid that I haven't even thought of this layer, but now, it shouldn't be too late."

He closed his eyes, and as a groggy sleepiness struck him, he said:

"If that's what I think, let me see it with my own eyes."

"Buzz"

Shen Qiu opened his eyes, and in his dream, there was no longer only the bloody cave, nor was there only the evil black man Chabao.

In front of him, there were already three figures.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qiu held the sword jade in his dream and let out a hearty laugh.

He finally understood.

What is fairy fate?

It turns out that the goldfinger of the hard search has always been by his side.