"What are you talking about, you kid?"

In this deep mountain and old forest, Shen Qiu's words made Cha Bao's eyes narrow, but he quickly opened them again.

The black man showed a dissatisfied expression, and he said to Shen Qiu:

"What do I mean I need? Uncle Shi is the one who covets immortals in your eyes? I just think that what your master has tried so hard to come up with must be very important. ”

Cha Bao accentuated his tone, saying:

"I'll take you two back, and then take back what your master values, which can be regarded as the proper meaning between brothers! Don't be cranky, you kid. ”

"It's because I'm thinking too much, uncle, don't care."

Shen Qiu laughed with him, he leaned against the trunk of the tree, opened the porcelain bottle of gold sore medicine given by Cha Bao, and a strong smell of Chinese medicine rushed into his nostrils.

The familiar taste, the familiar viscous herbs, should be boiled, and there is no peculiar smell, which makes Shen Qiu's heart settle a little.

It shouldn't be poison.

He pinched a little with his fingers and applied it to the wound, a stinging pain made Shen Qiu clench his teeth, but then, there was a cool feeling, he applied the medicine and wrapped the bloody strip of cloth around his waist again.

Cha Bao stood aside, watching this scene, he did not say anything to urge.

Instead, Shen Qiu took the initiative to speak:

"Qingqing is in the mountains, and there is no way to find her quickly, that girl is eccentric, she should be well hidden, and the dog thieves in the Northern Dynasty are not so easy to find her."

"Uncle Shi, why don't I take you to get the treasure first?"

"This..."

Shen Qiu's rhetorical question made Cha Bao hesitate a little.

Just agreed, he seemed a little ruthless, and he didn't care about his niece's life for the sake of the treasure, but if he went to Qingqing first, it would take too much time.

It is estimated that it will be difficult for the Lord of Totong to explain.

Moreover, Dutong's men and horses are also near here, if Qingqing is here, there will definitely be no way to avoid the search and arrest of these Northern Dynasty soldiers.

Thinking about it, Cha Bao simply didn't answer.

And Shen Qiu was also quite knowledgeable, he took out the Yanling knife from the ground, inserted it back into the scabbard, and used the knife as a crutch to lead the way in front.

Cha Po followed.

He looked at Shen Qiu's back, just now he already knew the details of this young man, he didn't know how to use a knife at all, and his martial arts were loose...

No, it's just a crop handle.

I don't know what happened to Lu Buji, didn't he teach his disciples to practice martial arts?

No way...

Maybe it's because he's injured, and the young people in the rivers and lakes are frightened, and they can't even use the three-legged cat kung fu they learned, right?

Thinking of this, this big black man, the master of the Jianghu people's list, Feng Lei pointed at Cha Bao and showed a disdainful smile.

Thinking about it, his "old brother" has a strange personality, although he has a chivalrous heart, but he has no ability to understand people.

Such an important thing as an immortal relic was actually entrusted to such an unreliable person.

But that's fine.

Cha Bao touched the steel insert on the top of the glove, and he showed a sneer.

When encountering this incompetent person, he saved himself too much time, and he didn't need to be tortured and questioned, so let him suffer less.

When he got the treasure, he sent Shen Qiu to the underworld to accompany his master!

On the other side, at the same time that Shen Qiu was walking towards the cave where he and Qingqing were hiding before, Qingqing himself was also in crisis in this deep mountain forest.

Chabao didn't come alone!

Last night, the black-clothed people of the Northern Dynasty had surrounded this small forest from two other directions, and were searching in the forest, Qingqing was trapped in it, and she could only run around like a headless fly.

But soon, the girl was discovered.

In the shouting, seven or eight black-clothed men surrounded them from all directions, their knives in their hands were bright and dangling, reflecting a deadly light in the forest sun, and the green girl was like a small beast rushing into a trap.

She tried her best to run, but she was pushed more and more tightly, and finally she was forced into the depths of the woods.

Under a tree where three people were hugging, Qingqing held a stick with both hands, and a dagger was tied to the tip of the stick, which was the girl's only weapon.

"Run, run again."

The tall, thin man in the black mask clutched his knife and let out a sinister laugh, like a night owl.

He stared at Qingqing, who was leaning back against the big tree, and he sneered and said:

"You yellow-haired girl, you dare to be my enemy, you really eat the heart of a bear and a leopard! What a beautiful girl, take you back, give it to Lord Dutong, and when he gets tired of playing, he will sell you to the kiln. ”

The black-clothed people around them laughed, they didn't need to worry about the scene in front of them, this girl didn't pose any threat at all.

Look, she's shaking.

Frightened.

Hahahaha.

Qingqing was indeed frightened, but there was also a sense of anger in the midst of fear, she trembled like chaff, grabbed the stick with both hands, and pointed forward, she knew that it would be difficult for her to escape.

But brother...

The stupid senior brother desperately dragged Cha Bao for her, but she wasted the opportunity created by the senior brother.

"I'm a man of the rivers and lakes... Sacrifice your life for righteousness... I, I'm not afraid. ”

Qingqing gritted her teeth, as if hypnotized, and said her favorite words on weekdays.

It could be seen that she was afraid.

But this girl never lost her weapon, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and two tear stains flowed on Qingqing's face, Master... Probably dead.

Master's sworn brother took refuge in the Northern Dynasty and became a barbarian lackey.

Master's disciple, his own senior brother now knows whether he is alive or dead.

I'm dying.

Is this the Jianghu?

Is this the rivers and lakes that I once longed for?

She is only 14 years old, such a big girl, she should live in the boudoir, embroider every day, and fantasize about her future husband.

But she experienced life and death too early.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Qingqing snorted, she shook the wooden stick in her hand, screaming like an enraged cat, this trapped beast's fighting posture made those black-clothed people in the North laugh.

They also took out their short bows and shot arrows at Qingqing, but they deliberately deflected them so as to scare the girl.

"Whoosh"

The arrows flew and grazed the girl's cheek, leaving a wound on her face, the pain made Qingqing grit her teeth as she stared at the tall and thin man in front of her.

She was going to fight to the death than to be humiliated.

She remembered what Master had told her and her brother.

Those who practice martial arts have the glory of death and the shame of life!

And just as Qingqing was about to fight to the death, she took a step, but suddenly stopped, looked in front of her in surprise, and her gaze passed over those hateful lackeys of the Northern Dynasty and landed on the big tree in front of her.

On the branch of the leaf-obscured tree, there was a man.

One was dressed in a black robe and held a strange black sword that looked like a piece of iron.

He was standing on a tree like a ghost.

These people in black didn't even notice him. The most peculiar thing is that the emaciated man has a black ghost face on his face.

The smeared bright red, with hideous teeth, looks like a ghost!

"Taihang Mountain Ghost!"

Qingqing thought of the legend of the mountain ghost, and his mind turned sharply, so he shouted:

"These are all lackeys of the Northern Dynasty, and they are the people of the Southern Dynasty!"

"Huh?"

The tall and thin man turned his head suddenly, and saw a shadow falling from the branches, and in the flying of thousands of fallen leaves, the ghostly guy was like lightning, and the black sword in his hand was silent.

It was like a gust of wind blowing through his brother, like a dragonfly dotting water, and immediately three people covered their necks and fell down with convulsions.

The smell of blood rose to the sky, and the rest of the people shouted in unison, full of surprise and fear.

The legend of the ghost of Taihang Mountain is not only in the Southern Dynasties, but also in the Northern Dynasties.

If it weren't for the order of the national teacher, they would not have entered this dangerous place where the people of the Northern Dynasty would die.

He's real!

Mountain ghosts are real!

The tall and thin man watched his brothers being killed one by one under the assault of the ghost-like guy, like a sickle cutting wheat, and blood gushing out, making the mask of the black-clothed swordsman even more red.

Little by little, fear took hold of his mind.

He quickly backed away.

The person in front of him didn't know if he was a human or a ghost, but he had never seen it before.

He watched as one of his brothers slashed the man with a knife, but his figure was as if broken, and he stabbed his brother with a sword that pierced his brother's left eye.

It's not something he can deal with!

"Withdraw!"

The tall and thin man burst out and turned to run, but he was confronted with a dagger, and the red-eyed Qingqing held a wooden stick, like an assassinating spear, piercing the dagger through his abdomen.

The pain caused the tall and thin man to scream and kick Qingqing away, and he ran away, but before he could run a few steps, the mountain ghost fell in front of his eyes.

The black iron sword did not carry a trace of wind, did not carry a trace of light, like a light veil, slashing past his neck.

"Puff"

The headless corpse ran two steps and fell to the ground, its round-eyed head smashing to the ground, bouncing twice between the dancing leaves, and landed at Qingqing's feet, and was kicked away by Qingqing.

After killing people, the mountain ghost turned around and left, ignoring Qingqing who ran towards him.

The little girl couldn't catch up with the mountain ghost who was running in the woods like a ghost, so she was so anxious that she shouted to the looming mountain ghost:

"Luoyang Chabao, as a chivalrous man of the Southern Dynasty, defected to the Northern Dynasty, harmed my master, took away my secret treasure, and killed my senior brother, a mountain ghost! Please save my brother! ”

"Save Shen Qiu."

"Bang la la"

A gust of wind blew through the forest, no one responded to Qingqing's request, and the girl knelt on the ground, her face full of tears, and the corpses of the Northern Dynasty thieves were scattered all over the forest around her.

The blood is soaring, making this deep mountain and old forest like a Shura hell.

This is the taste of the rivers and lakes.

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"Bang"

In the cave, Cha Bao smashed Shen Qiu to the ground with an angry face, he looked at the empty cave in front of him, there was no place to hide things.

I was deceived by this little bastard!

"How dare you lie to me!"

Cha Bao's forehead was bruised, he clasped Shen Qiu's neck with his left hand, lifted him into the air, the fingers of his right hand were together, the sound of wind and thunder sounded, and the two fingers that rose together were like swords, fiercely hitting the wound in Shen Qiu's abdomen.

The strange power rushed into Shen Qiu's body, tearing the healing wound open again, and like a red-hot soldering iron, it rolled in his abdomen, causing Shen Qiu's whole body to twitch in the air.

There was a touch of unwillingness in Shen Qiu's eyes, and there was also a trace of regret.

He had hoped to meet the mysterious mountain ghost here, but this desperate attempt would eventually kill him.

The shadow of death hung over Shen Qiu's mind, and what was even more terrifying was that before he died, he would probably be tortured repeatedly by the angry Cha Bao.

These martial arts practitioners were fierce and had all kinds of methods, and Shen Qiu felt that he was about to be like the sages who fell into the scum hole.

This new life has only begun for less than 24 hours, but it is coming to an end.

"I won't let you die so easily, you are just like your master, the stones in the pit are stinky and hard!"

Cha Bao kept beating that strange power into Shen Qiu's body, making his whole body bite like a poisonous insect, and his bones were about to break in the weird vibration.

This novel experience made Shen Qiu quickly fall into a near-death daze.

A strange thought suddenly crossed his chaotic mind.

That power, is it true qi? Skills? Or something else?

This world really has this kind of power...

It's really curious.

"Obedience to the national teacher can enjoy glory and wealth, you stinky stones! I don't want it, and it actually prevents me from pursuing my future! ”

Cha Bao shouted, and he scolded:

"Say! Say it! Where is the fairy thing? ”

"Is it worth it to die for the weak Southern Dynasty? What martial arts rules, what rivers and lakes morality, I bah! You waste, you can't be a martial artist, and you are a good man? ”

"Good! I'm here to meet you! ”

"Go and sacrifice your life for righteousness!"

Cha Bao grabbed Shen Qiu's shoulders and shook wildly, and Shen Qiu's consciousness returned a little.

He looked at Cha Bao, his eyes barely focused, he watched a black shadow fall silently from the entrance of the cave, and saw the shadow holding a sword towards the crazy Cha Bao.

There was a strange smile on Shen Qiu's pale face, and he said to Cha Bao in a hoarse voice:

"Uncle Shi, do you know that this Taihang Mountain... Ghosts. ”

"Who are you scaring about!"

Cha Bao was unaware of the man behind him, and he shouted:

"Don't try to stall for time, no one will come to save you!"

"Then why don't you look back?"

Shen Qiu spat out a mouthful of saliva and hit Cha Bao in the eye, who was furious and wanted to break Shen Qiu's neck, but a cold cold added to his body, making Cha Bao's cold hair stand on end.

He raised two fingers together, and in the roar he stabbed behind him like wind and thunder, and the name of the so-called wind and thunder finger was not in vain.

At such a close distance, even flying mosquitoes can't avoid this stormy attack!

But he stabbed in the air.

The man with the face of a mountain ghost in front of him turned sideways to avoid this finger, and the black blade in his hand gently picked up.

The blood flashed, and Cha Bao's talisman true qi couldn't stop this strange sword blade at all.

The meridians in the crook of his left arm were pierced by the sword.

The big black man didn't retreat, he knew that this was desperate, so he raised his left arm like an angry King Kong, and stabbed forward with his fingers, like wind and thunder, and like a poisonous snake hunting, lightning and flint, and it was a killing blow.

"Bang"

Cha Bao's wind and thunder fingers struck the mountain ghost sword spine, and the attached force knocked the mountain ghost back a few steps, and the mountain ghost raised a punch in the retreat, hitting Cha Bao in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

The black sword stabbed again, scattering its protective true qi.

The grizzled Cha Bao didn't care about his manners, dragging his abolished left arm and was about to run away, but he just got up...

"Poof"

A goose feather knife stabbed flesh from behind, and the bloody blade stabbed out of the chest.

"Uncle Shi."

Behind Zha Bao, whose eyes were round, Shen Qiu grabbed the handle of the knife with trembling hands, and then relied on brute force to pull out the blade.

"I've warned you, you're still making such a mess of yourself, although it's good to be prosperous and rich, but... Why bother? ”

This blow seemed to take away all of Cha Bao's strength, causing the big black man to fall to his knees.

Shen Qiu turned his head around, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the knife dripping with blood in his hand.

In a gentle voice, he said to Cha Bao:

"You see, it's not just mountain ghosts who kill..."

Shen Qiu raised his knife and said to the big black man in front of him:

"I'm a piece of shit, too!"

"Huh"

The blade slashed obliquely, the blood was overflowing, and the Yanling knife cut a shadow, and then came out of Shen Qiu's hand.

He fell to the ground, and in front of his eyes, Chabao's headless body also fell to the ground.

Those angry eyes happened to meet Shen Qiu's eyes.

One life.

One person died.

The whole world in front of Shen Qiu's eyes spun, he lay on the cold stone, and with his last strength, he said to the mountain ghost who turned away:

"Thanks, brother."

"Is there any smoke? Here's one. ”

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