Shen Qiu was "tortured" for a long time.

By the time he woke up spontaneously again, it was already afternoon.

From the position of the sun in the sky, it can be basically judged that it is already more than 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and it is close to dusk, and he has slept for at least 8 hours.

In this world parlance, it's 4 hours.

How many times was he killed by Cha Po?

I can't count them.

That experience of constant death may have been accompanied by pain at the beginning, and the more you go to the back, the pain is still there, but Shen Qiu's spirit has become numb.

like a lamb to the slaughter.

Fortunately, as long as he didn't move, Cha Bao wouldn't move, which gave Shen Qiu a chance to breathe and rest.

"What the hell is this a nightmare? Or is it a ghost asking for your life? ”

He sat cross-legged on the bed with a little difficulty, and checked the wound on his abdomen, Cha Bao's good gold sore medicine had a good bruise effect, and the wound had basically healed.

Wait a few more days, scab over, and a few more days of recuperation, and you will be fully recovered.

Shen Qiu moved his shoulders, got out of bed, put on black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles, and put the coarse cloth coat on his body.

In order to make it easier for the children of the rivers and lakes to walk, their clothing styles are not much different from those of modern people, but this set of clothes is very different from the knights of the rivers and lakes in Shen Qiu's memory.

There is nothing chic at all, it is more like a farmer's dress when farming.

Loose pants are tied with rope, and they are considered to be belts.

Shen Qiu noticed that the coat had been washed with pulp, and where the clothes were torn, it was also stitched with needles and threads.

Although the patch was ugly, Shen Qiu felt a little warm, this should be made by Qingqing, although the girl was a little broken, but she was indeed a good child.

The homespun quilt on the bed still smells musty, probably because no one has used it all year round.

Shen Qiu reached out and patted the thin futon, rolled it up, and took it out of the house.

I was going to take advantage of the fact that it was not yet night, and I was going to dry it, but as soon as I went out, I saw Qingqing standing on the grass at the door, slowly playing a set of punches.

The little girl also saw Shen Qiu, she snorted, her fat little face collapsed, and she seemed to be still angry.

But the boxing action didn't stop.

Shen Qiu didn't care much about it, the girls were all like this, and they would be happy if they were coaxed a little.

"Qingqing, where did the mountain ghost go?"

Shen Qiu looked back at his little junior sister while putting on the quilt.

Even if he doesn't know martial arts, he can see that Qingqing's set of boxing is used to strengthen the body, similar to the Tai Chi boxing played by uncles and aunts in the previous life, and there is no lethality at all.

In the face of Shen Qiu's inquiry, Qingqing turned his face away and ignored this bad senior brother.

"Don't be angry, Xiao Qingqing."

Shen Qiu walked in all directions, walked slowly to Qingqing's side, his eyes rolled, and said to Qingqing:

"Senior brother knows it's wrong, can I make a trick for you?"

"Huh?"

Qingqing glanced back at Shen Qiu, there was obviously a light of interest in her big eyes, but this arrogant girl suddenly turned her head away, snorted, and continued to punch herself.

"Wait a minute."

Shen Qiu walked into the room, and after a while, he walked out with a few copper plates, pulled over a chair, and sat next to the girl.

"Look at it."

He spread out the copper coins in his hand that were not very round in the palm of his hand and showed them to Qingqing, and then the four copper coins seemed to have life, "beating" back and forth between Shen Qiu's fingers.

Four turned into three, three into one, and finally suddenly all disappeared, and in Qingqing's exclamation, it turned back to four again.

It's a very simple little trick.

It was originally Shen Qiu's rotation internship that year, and it was used to tease sick children in the Children's Science Society.

It turns out that whether it is ancient or modern, children's attention is indeed easily affected.

"Angry, right? Now can you tell me, where did the mountain ghost go? ”

"The mountain ghost has gone down the mountain."

Qingqing followed Shen Qiu's example, put the copper coin between her fingers, and replied in a brisk tone:

"I went down the mountain early in the morning, and I still had a sword, so I must have gone to kill the dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty."

"Is it so hard?"

Shen Qiu whispered, causing Qingqing to raise her head and look at him.

Shen Qiu didn't notice this look, he stood up and looked back at the few houses behind him.

They are all thatched huts, with walls made of yellow mud and wooden planks as doors.

The five houses were lined up, and the one where Shen Qiu lived should have been stocked with sundries, and now the sundries were all piled up at the door.

Qingqing lives in that room, I don't know what to put it, and the last room should be the mountain ghost himself.

On the far left of the house hangs air-dried meat, and there are two large porcelain water tanks, which are the kitchen.

The house on the far right is in the back row, which is also far away from the house.

It's supposed to be a toilet.

Shen Qiu also noticed that on this gentle hillside, there were also a few acres of land in front of the house, protected by a staggered fence, in which crops like wheat were planted, as well as some vegetables.

He didn't know everything, but at least he knew eggplant and cucumbers.

Although the mountain ghost lived alone in the mountains, judging from the house and the field, he should have acted in a disciplined manner, not like a wild man.

Shen Qiu nodded slightly.

It's good to have rules, build houses, farm, and know how to cook and laundry, which proves that mountain ghosts have normal people's living habits and can communicate.

You can also ask for help and even become friends.

If he was really a wild man who didn't obey the law, Shen Qiu would have to worry about it.

"Did you ask the mountain ghost to save me?"

Shen Qiu retracted his gaze, he pondered for a moment, and said to the happy little junior sister who was playing with copper coins:

"Are you begging the mountain ghost to bring me here?"

"It was the mountain ghost who saved me."

Qingqing replied truthfully: "He also took the initiative to bring us here, the mountain ghost is a good person, although he doesn't like to talk like a mute, oh, by the way, senior brother, the mountain ghost has a name." ”

The little sister leaned over her head, as if she was telling a secret, and whispered mysteriously:

"He said his name was Gongsun Yu."

"Really?"

Shen Qiu nodded, which once again confirmed his guess, the mountain ghost has a surname and a name, it should not have been born in the mountains, something must have happened to keep him living such a lonely life.

But now that the mountain ghost has gone down the mountain, Shen Qiu has no way to ask.

From the cave before, it can be seen that there is more than one place where the mountain ghosts live in the mountains.

He chased and killed the Northern Dynasty people in the Taihang Mountains all the year round, and even formed the legend of the mountain ghost nearby, and his actions were like hunters, guerrilla warfare.

Such a person hibernates in the mountains for more than ten days, which is an ordinary thing.

Shen Qiu temporarily put aside his plan to "make friends" with the mountain ghost, he looked at Qingqing who was playing with the copper plate, and thought of Qingqing's decent posture when he boxed just now, so he asked again:

"Qingqing, do you know martial arts?"

"Of course you will, won't you?"

Qingqing stood up and glanced at Shen Qiu with a strange look in her eyes.

She put the copper plate in her pocket, rubbed her little belly, and said to Shen Qiu:

"Master taught us martial arts, but I'm the only one who has weak strength."

Qingqing said a little unwillingly:

"Master said that unless I have an adventure and can learn high-grade martial arts with profound skills, and use skills to make up for the lack of strength, I will not be able to go through the path of martial arts."

"As for you."

Qingqing looked at Shen Qiu, she smiled and said:

"Master said that you were born reckless, your muscles and bones are not open, and your body is faint, and you are almost in the posture of a middle-aged person. Sister Yaoqin also said that if you go to become an official from the civil service, it is much more promising than practicing martial arts. ”

"Senior brother, you can cook something."

After the little junior sister finished speaking, she rubbed her stomach again and said to Shen Qiu:

"The mountain ghost has rice in the kitchen, but I don't know how to cook."

"Okay."

Shen Qiu heard Qingqing say that he was indeed a little hungry.

He followed Qingqing to the kitchen, which was full of black holes, but fortunately, pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil and salt were available.

There is also a stove made of yellow mud.

It should have been done by the mountain ghost himself.

He rolled up his sleeves, sent Qingqing to pick a few cucumbers and vegetables, and began to wash rice and cook by himself.

These crude benzene kitchen utensils are a little unsuitable to use, but that's the way to get used to them.

Shen Qiu patted a plate of cucumbers, there were no chili peppers, so he could only season them with vinegar and oil and salt, and took some air-dried meat to make a platter, and he put the washed rice on the stove to steam and cook.

Qingqing obediently took a small bench and sat by the stove to light a fire for her senior brother.

Shen Qiu grabbed the kitchen knife of thick benzene and laboriously cut a piece of air-dried jerky.

Qingqing reminded him just now, indeed, this body itself knows martial arts, and in those scattered memories, there seem to be fragments of memories of martial arts.

It's just that Shen Qiu needs to review it again, and this process has to be described.

It's like redoing the system's computer for some "special reason" and retrieving those "cartoons" from other disks.

But if you don't look at it, it's amazing.

Shen Qiu found that the memory in his mind was not only the martial arts taught by the cheap master, but also the axe method.

And in addition to axe martial arts, there is also a set of internal martial arts.

The name is a little strange, it is called the heart of the rivers and lakes.

It's just that there are many terms in the mental method record that Shen Qiu doesn't understand, but he knows the acupuncture points, and he has learned them in Chinese medicine class.

"Qingqing, do you also know how to do internal strength?"

Shen Qiu asked without looking back while chopping vegetables.

Qingqing, who was playing with coins while lighting the fire, replied casually:

"Of course it will, Master has taught you. Why does Senior Brother keep asking these strange questions? ”

Shen Qiu's action of chopping vegetables stopped, and he said:

"I hit my head when I fell off a cliff, and I can't remember some things, so I didn't tell you before. Qingqing, you say, who came up with the internal strength in the rivers and lakes? ”

"It's an immortal!"

Qingqing raised her head and said with great interest:

"I heard Master say that for thousands of years, since the era of the end of the law has fallen, and the cultivation has become increasingly difficult, there have been Xianmen characters who have improved the art of Xianjia Tuna, and walked the martial arts in an attempt to break through the shackles."

"At present, all the mental cheats circulating in the rivers and lakes are born here."

"Huh?"

Shen Qiu turned his head in surprise, looked at Qingqing, and said:

"You guys, are there really cultivators?"

"People are not called cultivators, they are people in the immortal gate."

Qingqing corrected her senior brother's statement, and then looked at the rice being cooked in the pot with a blank eye, Shen Qiu didn't debate with her, and chatted with the little junior sister without saying a word.

In the name of amnesia, I finally found out some information that I should know.

After a stick of incense, the rice was ready, Qingqing was holding a large porcelain bowl, eating hot rice happily, but Shen Qiu was not in a hurry.

He picked up a wood-chopping axe from the wooden mound in front of the kitchen and played with it in his hand.

In that dream, Cha Bao's ghost is not gone, and he has to familiarize himself with martial arts, so that he can teach him a lesson in the dream, even if he can't beat it, resist one or two, and suffer less, that's fine.

Shen Qiu waved the wood-splitting axe in his hand, he sighed, and said softly:

"Master, with this Qimen weapon, you are destined to not become a generation of heroes, the fashion is too low. Even Cha Bao's fingering is much cooler than yours. ”

"And you don't know how to name names."

"Black Wind Axe Eighteen Style... It's a magical name, thanks to you for always coming up with it. ”

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Late at night, at the foot of Taihang Mountain.

The ghost of Suo Ming Mountain emerged from the night, and quietly walked into the small camp of the Northern Dynasty rangers, and in less than a stick of incense, he walked out with a burden on his back.

On the black iron sword in his hand, there were fresh droplets of blood dripping.

Behind him, there was no sound in the small camp.

The mountain ghost wears a mask, but there is also a touch of incomprehension on the cheeks under the mask.

In the past, these dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty were killed by him once, and they would withdraw from Taihang Mountain in embarrassment.

But this time it was very weird.

Since last night, there have been fifteen or sixteen dog thieves from the Northern Dynasty who have died under his sword.

But instead of retreating, they had the intention of gathering their accomplices.

Thinking of this, the mountain ghost couldn't help but look up at a certain place in the mountain, and in the eyes under the mask, there was a trace of doubt and exploration.

What is in the hands of the two senior brothers and sisters who were rescued by him that are worthy of these dog thieves in the Northern Dynasty to make such a big move?

Mountain ghosts are not troublesome people.

Since all the people have been saved, there is no point in thinking about it.

What's more, the current situation is not a bad thing for him, in the past, he still needed to go over the mountains and mountains to hunt the dog thieves of the Northern Dynasty.

Now, he only needs to wait on the periphery of Taihang, and he can wait for the rabbit.

Well done!

Under the mask, Gongsun Yu showed a cruel smile.

With the strength of his legs, the whole person jumped on the branches of the tree lightly, walking through the forest like a ghost, and that posture was really like a ghost of Taihang.

Well done!

The more comes, the better!

The moon stars are scarce, and the night owls are soaring.

Tonight, it's a good time to kill...

Before you go to sleep, go hunt a few more dog thieves.

Seeing their blood flowing, I guess they will sleep soundly tonight.

I just don't know, how are the brothers and sisters doing now?

This saving thing is really troublesome.

The mountain ghost hidden in the dark night was under the mask, frowning, he secretly thought, how easy is it to just kill people?

Don't do anything like this next time!