On the periphery of Taihang Mountain, the place where Chabao died.

The masked Lord Dutong stood in front of Cha Bao's maggot corpse with his own goose feather knife on his shoulder, and did not say a word.

Behind him was a group of black-clad guards with a murderous aura.

"My lord, I have looked left and right, and there are still traces left, the girl and the injured cucumber egg should have entered the mountain!"

"Into the mountains?"

Lord Totong snorted, his tone uncertain.

After a few breaths, he glanced at the corpse with the detached head at his feet, and said in a disgusted tone:

"Haven't the brothers who were sent to the mountains come back yet?"

The subordinate beside him shook his body, hesitated for a moment, and replied softly:

"No, but I waited until I found their bodies, all of them were fatal with a single blow, it should be... The mountain ghost did it. ”

"Bang"

Lord Tutong dissatisfiedly pointed the scabbard in his hand to the ground, and he said in a cold voice:

"You go and tell the National Teacher that the immortal relics that his old man wants have fallen into the hands of the ghosts of Taihang Mountain, and see how the National Teacher will concoct you!"

"I know you're afraid of mountain ghost rumors, but we can't bring back the relics, and the end is no better than this treasure cha!"

Du Tong reprimanded his subordinates, he walked out of the cave, looked at the reckless Taihang in front of him, he waved his hand to his subordinates and said:

"Let's go to the outside of the mountain and transfer a few teams of brothers over."

"We're going into the mountains tomorrow! Whether it's a mountain ghost or a mountain god, the relics of the fairy family, as well as the two yellow-mouthed children, must be brought back! ”

"Yes!"

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"Huh?"

In the room, hearing Shen Qiu's words, Qingqing's eyes immediately widened.

The little junior sister immediately retorted:

"How is that possible! If the mountain ghosts were illiterate, how could there be so many books in the house? And it's so well preserved, you see, these books are pretty much the only valuable thing in the mountain ghost's house. ”

"You must be talking nonsense."

Qingqing crossed her arms and said with a look of disgrief:

"You must be jealous that the mountain ghost is higher than your martial arts, so you slander him like this, you are a bad person, senior brother, and after being injured, it gets worse and worse."

"Oh, you stupid girl."

Shen Qiu sighed, and he said:

"Hiding a book, it doesn't mean that you can understand it, these dynasties, no matter what the year, we are extremely worshipful of knowledge, and the same is true for mountain ghosts."

"Although he can't read, he can't bear to see this knowledge rot in the mountains."

"He keeps these books, more likely as a memorial to the past, or out of a worship of knowledge, uh, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Shen Qiu looked at the little junior sister.

The latter also stared at him and said:

"You're here again..."

"Strange words, huh?"

Shen Qiu laughed, he reached out and rubbed Xiao Qingqing's head, pointing to the few books in the bookcase, he said:

"Look, Xiao Qingqing, if the mountain ghost is really literate, when the books are released, they must be put uniformly, but you see, although these books are neat, some are positive and some are negative, and there is no law at all."

"The mountain ghost cherishes these books so much, and keeps them so carefully, how can he make such a mistake?"

"Ah, this..."

Qingqing didn't believe it, so she took out more books.

But it turned out that what Shen Qiu said was right.

She hugged her head and pondered for a long time, always feeling that what her senior brother said made sense, but this ruined the perfect image of the mountain ghost brother in her mind.

After a moment, Qingqing raised her head and said unconvinced:

"If the mountain ghost brother is illiterate, how did he learn such profound martial arts? You can't learn it by looking at pictures, right? ”

"Well."

Shen Qiumo rubbed his chin, he recalled the scene of the battle between the mountain ghost and Cha Bao in the cave that day.

He said:

"It's hard to explain, but it's not impossible."

"And I noticed that he didn't seem to use his true qi internal strength to fight with Cha Bao, otherwise with his superb swordsmanship, how could he be repelled by Cha Bao with one punch?"

Shen Qiu's mind was in a hurry, and there were many plots of martial arts dramas in his mind.

He looked at Qingqing, and he came up with an idea, he said:

"Perhaps, the mountain ghost is also a person who has adventures, but he has only obtained swordsmanship that looks like a ghost, but he has not obtained the inner strength and mental method, or has it, but he can't practice because he can't read?"

If Qingqing knew modern words, he would definitely say that Shen Qiu's brain was really big.

But this kind of adventure is actually not uncommon in this side of the rivers and lakes.

She thought about it and felt that what her senior brother said made some sense, she looked at the books in those bookcases, and said with some regret:

"Alas, the mountain ghosts are so pitiful..."

"Pathetic?"

Shen Qiu couldn't figure out the brain circuits of this little junior sister, he said:

"How can we be pitiful that someone can kill us twenty times with a single sword? However, what you said is also right, such a hero of the Southern Dynasties regretted his life because he was illiterate, which is indeed a bit regretful. ”

"If he wants to learn, we can teach him."

Qingqing poked her face, and she said whimsically:

"I can help the mountain ghost enlighten and teach him to read and write, just like when I was a child, Master and Sister Yaoqin taught me to read and write."

"It's too slow."

Shen Qiu shook his head, he knew that in this world, children were enlightened and read, and it would take at least a few years to read and write.

He rubbed the book in his hand, thought for a moment, and said to Qingqing:

"I have a solution, you go find some charcoal sticks, and within a month, I will let the mountain ghost brother understand these 'treasures' that he has hidden."

Qingqing didn't move, she was a little worried, and she didn't have much confidence in her senior brother who seemed to have a broken brain.

She whispered:

"These books are the beloved things of the mountain ghost, let's not mess around, in case we annoy him..."

The little junior sister thought that she was in the woods, and she couldn't help but shrink her head when she saw the picture of the mountain ghosts sweeping the leaves like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and hacking the seven or eight black-clothed guards to death.

She stole a glance out, as if she was afraid that the mountain ghost would suddenly appear.

She whispered to Shen Qiu:

"Senior brother, put the book back, let's not move. The mountain ghosts launched a fierce attack, so terrible. ”

"Oh, you stupid girl."

Shen Qiu was not annoyed, he touched Qingqing's head, and patiently explained to Qingqing:

"Listen to me, you want to go back to Suzhou, right?"

"But you see that the two of us have low martial arts, and there are thieves from the Northern Dynasty outside the mountain blocking us, if no one helps, we will be trapped in this Taihang Mountain, and it is rare for us to have a relationship with the mountain ghosts."

"Whether it's to repay the favor or to take advantage of it, in short, we want to use this incident to get closer to the relationship between us and the mountain ghosts."

"Think about it, if things go well, as soon as the mountain ghost is happy, maybe he will be willing to send us back to Suzhou."

He was kind to Qingqing, Qingqing thought about it, and still felt that the risk was a bit big.

She heard from her master that masters of the rivers and lakes like mountain ghosts generally have quirks, and it is best not to be easily angered.

And just as Qingqing was about to speak, Shen Qiu spoke again:

"That's it, I'll teach you first, you try it first, and we'll talk with the curative effect."

"If you learn it in a few days, then you can help me teach it to the mountain ghosts, how about it?"

Qingqing girl tilted her head and thought about it, and nodded solemnly at Shen Qiu.

She said:

"That's fine."

"Okay, we've got it, let's pull a hook."

Shen Qiu's heart was playful, and she stretched out her little thumb towards Qingqing, who looked dazed, and under Shen Qiu's explanation, she understood the meaning of pulling the hook.

He smiled and stretched out his little thumb, hooked up with his senior brother, and shook it.

The day passed in the blink of an eye, and in the afternoon of the second day, Qingqing found a pile of wood and burned charcoal sticks on the hillside, and was very busy.

Shen Qiu was still practicing martial arts.

"Drink!"

He exhaled, grabbed the wood-chopping axe, and practiced this set of eighteen styles of the black wind axe in the shade of the hillside.

Although the name is weird, this set of axe methods is really vigorous, and there is no ingenuity, it is straightforward, which is very suitable for a rookie like Shen Qiu who has just entered the rivers and lakes.

After fighting Cha Bao again last night and dying more than a dozen times, Shen Qiu's mastery of this set of martial arts has made great progress.

But he ran into a new problem.

Qingqing girl can probably guess the problem encountered by her senior brother.

She raised her head from the fire, her little face was smeared black and white, and she looked at Shen Qiu's awkward left hand that had nowhere to put when she danced the axe.

She said:

"Master's axe method is a double axe, and it is difficult for you to dance with only one axe."

"Master's axe is not this single-edged wood-chopping axe, but a double-edged wheel short-handled axe, and I've seen Master use a flying axe to defeat the enemy."

"I know that too."

Shen Qiu's wrist flicked, and a life-threatening flying axe was thrown, and the wood-chopping axe whistled for a few weeks, cutting down on a tree trunk not far away.

Throw it out in a special way, and the accuracy is not bad.

In his memory, the last time he saw the unruly road, the old man was indeed fighting with a double axe.

And the axe he remembered had a very unique shape.

It should also be a custom-made weapon.

He took a breath, sat cross-legged on the lawn, reached for the sharpened strip of carbon wood handed by Qingqing, picked up another book, and drew a few strokes on it.

He said:

"It's not that there is no condition now, so I can only make do with a one-handed axe."

The little junior sister thought of the master who didn't know life and death, she became a little silent, Shen Qiu knew that this was Xiao Qingqing missing the master.

He took the initiative to change the topic, so as not to think wildly.

He asked Qingqing:

"Did you remember the syllables you taught yesterday?"

"Hmm!"

Qingqing nodded, closed her eyes, and recited the alphabet song taught by Shen Qiu very fluently, picked up the wooden stick, and wrote the 26 pinyin letters on the ground in turn.

She had already completed enlightenment literacy when she was young, and now she is learning pinyin much faster.

"Okay, Qingqing is really smart."

Shen Qiu sincerely appreciated, the girl in front of her was smart and learned things very quickly.

Who said the ancients were stupid?

This is much smarter than when I was a child.

Besides, this kind of ignorant fallacy should really be found out and beaten up.

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Three days later, in the thick of the night, the mountain ghost Gongsun Yu quietly appeared near the hillside, and he returned to his house with a tired body.

First he glanced warily at the other two rooms.

Qingqing had already slept, and Shen Qiu's house still had candlelight, which made the mountain ghost a little dissatisfied.

These two guys really think of themselves as a comfortable nest here?

His original idea was that Shen Qiu would take Qingqing away after recovering from his injuries, so as not to disturb his cause of hunting the dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty.

But it didn't work out.

It's been almost 6 days, and Shen Qiu and Qingqing are still here.

Perhaps, tomorrow we will have to talk to them and drive them out.

With this in mind, the mountain ghost pushed open the door and walked into the room, taking off his mask and preparing to take a break.

But as soon as he took off his mask, the mountain ghost turned his head in confusion, he felt that something in his room had passed, and his eyes looked at the ground.

There are still footprints left on this rammed earth.

One big and one small.

Following the footprints, the mountain ghost's gaze fell on the bookcase in the corner of his room.

His eyes narrowed, and he walked towards the bookcase.

More than ten seconds later, the angry mountain ghost Gongsun Yu grabbed a book and rushed into Shen Qiu's house.

He put on the ghost mask again, but under the mask, those eyes were full of murderous energy.

It was the murderous aura of the destruction of the beloved thing.

In front of him, Shen Qiu was lying on the table, using sharpened charcoal strips to write some ghost drawing talismans on the mountain ghost's collection of books.

This scene made Gongsun Yu's murderous intent even more in his heart, and he was full of anger.

He took the dying man and his noisy sister back to his home!

He gave them both food, shelter, safety!

He helped them!

And now, that's how these two guys repay him?

Wantonly destroy the things that others love!

Is this hospitality?

"Huh"

The strange black sword in the mountain ghost's hand was raised, and the movement was like a ghost against Shen Qiu's neck, and the cold air was fierce, like ice touching the skin.

As long as the mountain ghost's wrist moved slightly, with the sharpness of this strange sword, Shen Qiu would inevitably be splashed with blood on the spot.

Shen Qiu was shocked and a little afraid.

But he had guessed the mountain ghost's reaction at this time, and he wasn't very panicked.

He raised his hands, spoke softly, and said to Gongsun Yu, who was astonishingly murderous in front of him:

"I want to ask you for your help to escort me and my sister to Suzhou, of course you have helped us a lot and saved us, my sister and I are not people who don't want to repay our kindness."

"So, in return for the favor..."

Shen Qiu pressed the book in his hand with his fingers and slowly pushed it towards the mountain ghost.

He whispered:

"Let's teach you to read and write."

"Not interested!"

Gongsun Yu responded in a hoarse voice:

"Get out tomorrow!"

After saying that, he put away his sword and was about to leave.

When he turned around, Shen Qiu stood up and said:

"It's only a month away!"

"Huh?"

The mountain ghost's footsteps stopped, and Shen Qiu repeated loudly again:

"Within the end of the month, if I can't teach you, then my head will be taken by you."

He looked at the mountain ghost hesitating, as if he was a little moved.

He said more sincerely:

"Give us a chance."

"I'll also give you a chance, if you can't learn, you won't lose anything, but if you learn, won't your dream of reading come true?"

"Wouldn't it be a pity that you cherish those books so much that you can't read them all your life?"

Shen Qiu swallowed his saliva, he breathed a sigh of relief and calmed his mind.

He took a step forward and whispered:

"This matter, you don't lose anything, why don't you give it a try, what do you think?"

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