If he could, Shen Qiu, a newcomer, didn't want to hand over his life to a "quantum state" mountain ghost who might or might not exist.

But the problem is that last night he saw those ferocious Northern Dynasty rangers with his own eyes.

In the scattered memories, there is also a picture of the cheap master Lu Buru being ambushed by the Northern Dynasties.

In addition, the little junior sister has confirmed that Lu Bujian did get the so-called "immortal relics" from the Taihang ancient tomb.

Those thieves won't give up.

What do they say about going back to the "national teacher" to ask for merit and rewards, which proves that these guys are here with a mission, and they can't finish their jobs, and they have to take a salary cut in modern society.

Not to mention this feudal era.

People who work for the imperial court, in the few braided scenes that exist in Shen Qiu's memory, the Ouchi guards did something wrong, but they wanted to kill their heads and lose their heads.

That group of people is probably fighting for their lives.

Qingqing has a few hands and three-legged cat kung fu, and it is only okay to catch a rabbit and catch fish, and if it really starts, how many people can this 14-year-old girl fight out?

What about yourself?

His injuries have not healed, but there are martial arts moves in his mind.

But the problem is, it won't be at all.

Those memories are all from this body, and this thing is not computer data, you can use it by copying it.

And from the memory of this body, Shen Qiu also got a very bad conclusion, even if he learned those martial arts, it was only a rookie in the rivers and lakes.

If you want to survive now, you can only go into the mountains.

I hope that the legendary mountain ghost is really as powerful as the legend.

It was already noon, and Shen Qiu, who was walking with a wooden stick, and Qingqing, who was carrying some boiled potatoes as dry food, stopped on the path in the valley.

In front of their eyes, there was a corpse.

Dressed in black, wearing a hat, with a sword in his chest, he was almost pierced, his eyes were wide open, and his distorted face still had the anger and despair of dying before death.

Shen Qiu is not afraid of corpses, and he has seen too much in the dissection class.

Qingqing was a little scared, she hid behind Shen Qiu, curiously watching her senior brother squatting beside the corpse and chanting something.

Although it was not a troubled time at this time, he followed the master to walk the rivers and lakes, and he also saw a lot of fighting, and the corpse in front of him was much better than those who were disemboweled.

Besides, this is a dog thief in the Northern Dynasty, and if he dies, he will die.

Thinking of this, Qingqing plucked up her courage and leaned against Shen Qiu's side, she heard her senior brother whisper:

"An obvious puncture wound, the lungs were punctured and suffocated, and the heart was also cut, it should have been a sword murder weapon... It's very sharp, and the incision is so small, it's more like an iron fiber. ”

"The corpse still has residual temperature, which is estimated to be ten minutes, at most half an hour ago. There was no sign of his struggle, and the attack must have been fatal, like an assassin... Assasin? ”

"Senior brother, what are you talking about?"

Qingqing covered her nose and kicked the corpse in disgust.

Shen Qiu didn't care, he reached out and grabbed a sheathed knife scattered around the corpse in his hand, and then untied the dagger from the corpse and handed it to Qingqing to tie to the wooden stick.

I rummaged through the man's parcel again, but found nothing useful, but silver of strange shape.

Those scattered silver taels gave Shen Qiu an unreal sense of déjà vu again.

Sure enough, I came to an ancient world.

The little girl around her is full of people in the rivers and lakes, and now it seems that this is really a fierce river and lake.

"Qingqing."

Shen Qiu carried the Yanling knife behind his back, and carried the wooden stick with the dagger tied to it, he and Qingqing crossed the corpse and continued to walk towards the mountain, he said:

"Guess who killed this man?"

"Mountain ghosts."

Qingqing looked left and right, she was a little scared and a little relieved, she looked back at the corpse that was thrown in the grass by the roadside, she said:

"It's the mountain ghosts who are chasing and killing those dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty, it must be like this."

"That's a good thing."

Shen Qiu even took a few brisk steps.

He said:

"The mountain ghost is helping us, so, this is a good mountain ghost, right?"

"You're saying strange things again."

Qingqing glanced at Senior Brother.

She always felt that since her senior brother was separated from her master, she seemed to be a different person.

Shen Qiu in her memory, it was a very boring gourd, she couldn't learn martial arts, she wasn't proficient in darts, and it was not good to calculate an account, saying that she was a disciple of the master, but in fact, she was a helper of the small dart game.

The senior brother who has no long skills is not even a dart master, but fortunately, there is not much business in the small dart bureau, and every time he goes to the dart, he is personally escorted by the master.

Alas, Master is so good to her, treating her like a daughter, and I don't know how Master is doing now?

Thinking of this, Qingqing's mood became a little lower again.

Fortunately, the senior brother who is only willing seems to have become more reliable.

Following him, I am also very at ease.

The senior brothers and sisters walked for most of the day, but the distance from the mountain in front of them didn't seem to shrink much.

But now it is daylight, and it is on the periphery of Taihang Mountain, and there are no fierce beasts in this valley.

Qingqing saw a few foxes chasing rabbits, and birds chirping in the woods.

If it weren't for the dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty who were chasing them, the scene in front of them would be like a trip.

"Qingqing, what is the origin of my piece of jade?"

Shen Qiu walked and saw the sword-shaped jade on his wrist again, and he turned around and asked the little junior sister who was bouncing.

The latter plucked the small flower on the side of the road without raising her head, and she said:

"When the master rescued you in Yanjiao, you had that piece of jade, it should have been left to you by your parents, isn't it a good jade, have you forgotten? We also invited someone to see it in Suzhou. ”

"Even the most ordinary jade can't be sold for money."

"Really?"

Shen Qiu shrugged.

He felt that this piece of jade was not so simple.

In the memories that surfaced in his sleep before, this piece of jade was given to him by a guy who looked very powerful.

What else did you say about fairy fate or something?

But it turned out that Shen Qiu didn't seem to tell Qingqing and his master about these things, this was probably a secret he hid in his heart.

"Take a break, brother, my feet are blistered."

The two walked for another stick of incense, they were not far from the entrance of the deep mountain, and they could still hear the sound of rushing water, Qingqing proposed to rest in the shade.

Shen Qiu took her to the edge of the forest and watched the little junior sister take off her cloth shoes, and sure enough, there were already blisters on the little feet.

This surprised Shen Qiu.

While helping the little sister to pick up the blisters, he asked:

"You claim to be a person in the rivers and lakes one day, but this thin skin and tender meat looks like a rich lady."

"Hmph"

The little feet were held in the hands of the senior brother, this special feeling made Qingqing's cheeks red, although the children of the rivers and lakes are informal, but the body of a girl, how can a man touch it casually?

After this, will you not be able to get married?

Qingqing thought wildly, and Shen Qiu didn't care.

He has been trying to reminisce, and those scattered memories continue to come to his heart.

The little junior sister Fan Qingqing is also a child adopted by the master, but she is regarded by the master as her own, and the treatment of her apprentice who can't help is very different.

Lu Buru's little dart bureau has a house in Suzhou, where Qingqing spent her childhood, in Shen Qiu's memory, Lu Bujian is cold to anyone, but he cares for Qingqing.

He's right.

Although the master walks the rivers and lakes, Qingqing has been raised like a rich lady since she was a child, and of course she is not pampered, and occasionally Qingqing will follow the master to go south and north.

When it comes to the experience of the rivers and lakes, this girl is much better than her current self.

Master always tries his best to provide Qingqing with the best living conditions, and a lot of the money earned from the dart business is invested in this girl.

It's just that Shen Qiu is still a little confused.

Lu Bujian visited the immortal ruins this time, such a dangerous thing, bringing Shen Qiu's oil bottle can also be said to let the apprentice experience the rivers and lakes by the way.

But why do you have to bring Qingqing with you?

Is there any secret behind this that he doesn't know?

"Someone's coming!"

Just as Shen Qiu was thinking, the little junior sister suddenly stood up and looked behind her, Shen Qiu also stood up, and sure enough, the shouts were coming along the wind.

"Shen Qiu! Green! Are you there? ”

It was a deep man's voice, quite imposing, echoing in the wind, and the voice actually condensed but did not disperse, and spread far away, as if shouting with a loudspeaker.

Qingqing and Shen Qiu glanced at each other, and the two quietly hid in the woods with a tacit understanding.

After a few moments, the voice grew clearer.

"Come out of here! I'm Chabao! ”

"It's your Uncle Chabao! Come out! I'm here to save you! Don't hide! ”

Hearing this voice, Qingqing immediately frowned.

She was about to rush out of the woods after putting on her shoes, but was grabbed by Shen Qiu, who asked in a low voice:

"Who's that?"

"It's Uncle Chabao!"

Fan Qingqing said to Shen Qiu, who had a serious face:

"It's Master's sworn brother, the 65th hero on the Jianghu list, and the wind and thunder refer to Chabao."

"Chabao?"

Shen Qiu's eyes narrowed.

He did have this man in his memory.

Every year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will go to Suzhou to find Master Lu unruly to drink and chat, the two are brothers who worshipped in the early years, and this Uncle Chabao's martial arts are much higher than Master.

He also made a name for himself in Luoyang, and he is a real predecessor in the rivers and lakes.

"Can he be trusted?"

Shen Qiu asked again.

"Credible!"

Qingqing nodded and said:

"Before the master explored the immortal traces this time, he sent him a letter, but Uncle Cha Bao was delayed by some things in Luoyang."

"Let's go!"

When Shen Qiu heard this, he immediately grabbed Qingqing's hand and pulled her towards the depths of the forest.

While struggling, the little junior sister asked:

"Senior brother, what are you doing, Uncle Cha Bao is outside, meet him, we don't have to be afraid of the dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty, he is strong in martial arts, and he can protect us when we go back to Suzhou."

"Listen to me!"

Shen Qiu pushed Qingqing deeper into the forest, and he said:

"With such a heavy rain last night, the footprints we left behind have long been washed away."

"Although this is not far from the place where we are in danger, it is not close, he came all the way, and he had to avoid the dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty, so he happened to find us?"

"You don't want to think about it, the three of us master and apprentice came to this huge Taihang Mountain to look for things, how did such a secret thing be known by the Northern Dynasty Eagle Dog? And they set up an ambush..."

Qingqing was not stupid, she was woken up by Shen Qiu, and a look of fear immediately appeared on her face.

"Silly girl, keep an eye on it!"

Shen Qiu stretched out his hand and knocked Qingqing's little brain melon, stuffed the stick with the dagger in his hand into her hand, and looked back again, there were already footsteps outside the forest.

He was injured and couldn't run fast, but at this moment he was very calm, he grabbed the hilt of the knife in his hand, and at this time, the cold weapon gave him a sense of reassurance.

Although he doesn't know how to use a knife, he has a sharp weapon in his hand, which at least strengthens his courage.

He said to Qingqing:

"Split up! Go around the woods and into the mountains! ”

"Senior brother, I..."

Qingqing still wanted to say something, but was pushed by Shen Qiu, she didn't say anything more, turned around and grabbed the stick and rushed into the forest, like a little rabbit running away.

Shen Qiu grabbed the knife and ran out to the other side.

A few minutes later, Shen Qiu bypassed a big tree and was about to climb it when he heard the sound of wind and thunder behind him, and the whirring wind made his hair stand on end, and he drew his knife and slashed behind him.

But in the next moment, the combined fingers bypassed the dancing blade, like a butterfly piercing a flower, and lightly tapped on Shen Qiu's wrist, the young man's wrist was numb for a while, and the Yanling knife immediately came out of his hand.

He was hit by that finger, and the whole person was pushed back several steps by the strange force, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The Yan Ling Knife that had been knocked out spun in the air for several weeks, and it was inserted in front of Shen Qiu's eyes.

Shen Qiu's face was reflected on the snow-white blade.

A pale face.

And frightened eyes.

"Yo, isn't this Xiao Qiu'er?"

The previous voice sounded on Shen Qiu's side, and when he turned around, he saw a big man who was almost 2 meters tall stretching out his hand towards him.

The big man was strong, wearing a blue power suit, stepping on mille-feuille shoes, wearing black gloves embellished with iron plates, a big bald head, and old wounds on his cheeks, looking quite fierce.

In those bronze bell eyes, they were full of the gentleness of the elders.

There was also a relieved smile on his swarthy face.

It was as if he had really found his brother's disciple and wanted to save him from danger.

However, that smile fell in Shen Qiu's eyes, how hideous it looked.

"I've found your master."

The big black man reached out and grabbed Shen Qiu's wrist, like lifting a chicken, easily grabbed him from the ground, and reached out to pat the dust on Shen Qiu's body.

With a touch of regret and worry, he said to Shen Qiu:

"Your master escaped, the group of dog thieves from the Northern Dynasty failed to leave him, I met him at the Taihang Pass, he was seriously injured, begging me to save you two."

"Now I'm here, Xiao Qiu'er, don't worry, uncle is not afraid of those dog offal."

This wind and thunder pointed to Cha Bao looking like a righteous person, he reached out and patted his strong chest, and said to Shen Qiu:

"I will definitely escort you and Qingqing back to Suzhou safely and join your master. Speaking of which, what about Qingqing? ”

He looked left and right, and saw Qingqing's figure, so he asked with a serious face:

"You and she are separated?"

"Yes, uncle, I was separated from my sister."

Shen Qiu lowered his head, tried hard to suppress his rapid breathing, and pretended to reply respectfully:

"My sister and I were persecuted by the thieves of the Northern Dynasty and fell off the cliff, and I am also looking for her."

"Really?"

Cha Bao's copper bell eyes examined Shen Qiu's body for a moment, he sniffed, smelled blood, then reached out to pull Shen Qiu's clothes open, and saw the strip of cloth wrapped around Shen Qiu's waist and the wound.

"You're hurt."

Cha Bao frowned, took out a small porcelain bottle from the cloth bag around his waist, handed it to Shen Qiu, and said:

"This has to be taken care of, otherwise it will leave a dark wound, I have the best gold sore medicine here, you can use it."

"As for Qingqing..."

Cha Bao pondered for a moment, looked at the other side of the forest, and said:

"I'll look for it together, Xiao Qiu'er, as an elder, I must protect you thoroughly, which is also what your master meant. It's just that what your master picked up from the ancient tomb is in your hands, or..."

This question made Shen Qiu's fingers tremble.

He had a thousand thoughts in his heart, pursed his lips, and looked at Cha Bao's left hand on his shoulder.

The iron plate embedded in the top of the black glove was less than an inch from his neck.

This proposition, if you answer it wrong, it's over.

Shen Qiu took a deep breath and said:

"I took it, but I couldn't walk, so I buried it."

He looked up, and with only a grateful smile on his weak face, he said to Cha Bao, who was staring at him:

"If Uncle Shi needs it, I'll take you to get it."