Along the road, Zhao Lingxue walked and stopped, feeling heavy.

The big porcelain bowl knew that the princess had a heart attack again.

She couldn't figure it out, the princess would be like this when she was in Huaqin Garden, after leaving Huaqin Garden, the princess was much more open-minded, and she never mentioned that guy again, why did she suddenly change back to her original form today.

Could it be that it made those scoundrels angry?

No, the princess has never been petty.

It's still that black-robed young man has a problem, and he was discovered by the princess, but he risked his life three times and twice to make a move, which should be regarded as a benefactor.

The big porcelain bowl couldn't think of a reason, and I didn't know how to comfort the princess.

Her stomach had already begun to remind her that the meal had arrived, but the princess did not speak, and she did not dare to eat it with great fanfare, so she could only secretly lift the tulle and stuff a few spiced peanuts into her mouth to temporarily relieve her cravings and make up for it.

The large porcelain bowl puffs out its cheeks all the way, occasionally frowning.

Peanuts are still too hard, even spiced ones are not as chewy as green onion flatbreads.

When I first left the princess's mansion, I had a full meal, and I hadn't smelled the fragrant smell of green onions for some days, and the more I thought about the big porcelain bowl, the louder my stomach screamed, and the thick feeling of longing for food on my face was difficult to hide.

"Large porcelain bowl ......"

Zhao Lingxue stopped suddenly, the big porcelain bowl quickly stopped, and asked a little vaguely: "Princess, do you also remember the green onion flatbread, it seems that you are also homesick, or let's go home." ”

Zhao Lingxue sighed and said, "Big porcelain bowl, have you ever thought about why that person would help us out of the siege?"

The big porcelain bowl Mei Zizi smiled: "Didn't people say it, just by the way." ”

Zhao Lingxue shook her head and said in a low voice: "Only you will believe his words, this princess has always felt that he is a little familiar, and she always feels that she has seen him somewhere." ”

The big porcelain bowl thought that he had guessed the answer, and said excitedly: "According to the princess's meaning, that person is not Yan Gongzi's disguise, don't worry about the princess, you go out alone? No wonder the bowl looked at him a little kindly." ”

Zhao Lingxue said helplessly: "Let's go on this trip, Yan Yici didn't know about it, except for the father and the master who knew about it, everyone else thought that the princess was in retreat." ”

The large porcelain bowl looked very lost, and the spiced peanuts had no taste.

Zhao Lingxue sneered: "What Princess Ben actually wants to say is that he is that bastard, no matter how he disguises, but the expression and eyes when he laughs will not change, especially the curvature of the corner of his mouth cannot be changed, no matter how he changes his voice, in the eyes of Princess Ben, it is still full of loopholes." ”

Zhao Lingxue gritted her teeth when she said the word "bastard".

It didn't take long for Zhao Lingxue and the big porcelain bowl to enter a remote mountain road, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, and there was a pavilion on the mountain road.

As if suddenly remembering the phoenix knocking bamboo, Zhao Lingxue beckoned the big porcelain bowl and walked towards the pavilion.

At this moment, the big porcelain bowl seemed to think of something, and whispered: "The bowl thinks that this matter is impossible, just imagine that Xiao Jiansheng is now like a mouse crossing the street, how dare he show up easily, especially in this kind of place with many people." ”

"Besides, even if he recognizes you, princess, shouldn't he avoid it?

Zhao Lingxue nodded approvingly, and seemed to be in a much better mood.

In the pavilion, Zhao Lingxue leaned against a cold stone pillar and looked down the mountain.

She was thinking about the situation under the mountain, she didn't know how the splash was knocked into the river, she was sure that the black-robed young man did it, but what means the black-robed young man used, unheard of, at that time she only felt a majestic outrageous telekinesis, and nothing else could be detected.

I don't know if the splash skin is dead, although it is hateful, but after all, it is a living human life.

Zhao Lingxue thought of the black-robed young man's smile when he left, it was exactly the same as last time.

At this moment, the mountain suddenly became white mist, the mountain road gradually blurred, and the scenery under the mountain also blurred, and the mountain fog that covered the sky and the sun spread to the top of the mountain, enveloping the entire Chaotian Mountain, and it seemed that even the sound was isolated, Zhao Lingxue felt a little headache, and simply didn't bother to think about it.

She began to seriously look at the snake-like finger sword wrapped around her fingers, and whispered: "Princess Ben's intuition has always been very accurate, but this time she has not looked away?"

The big porcelain bowl was a little restless when he was hungry, so he simply got up and said, "If it's really him, the next time we meet, will you kill him, princess?"

"Definitely, and this princess will definitely have his head cut off. ”

The big porcelain bowl was cold and excited, and suddenly he was no longer hungry.

Not long after Zhao Lingxue and the big porcelain bowl left, a black shadow flew out from the top of Chaotian Mountain, and a slender bamboo pole carried an undoubted anger to stab at the scholar who was about to leave the foot of the mountain.

The bamboo pole was indomitable, penetrating the three layers of telekinetic defense laid by the scholar, and then penetrating a few thick pine trees in a row, and in an instant, it shot directly at the scholar's eyebrows.

At the critical moment, the scholar turned sideways to avoid, and the bamboo pole followed sideways, and the bamboo pole hit the scholar's abdomen directly, and the scholar bled countless times on the spot.

The scholar knew that he was invincible and ran wildly all the way, and shot more than a dozen bamboo poles one after another towards the Tianshan Mountain, attacking the scholar in different directions, like a net directly covering him in it, the scholar had to hold half a sharp sword in his hand to block hard, cutting off a few bamboo poles, but in the end he was hit by a few bamboo poles.

The blood stained a large piece of bluestone, and then it flowed downstream, converging into a trickle of blood.

The scholar stumbled all the way with his bleeding body.

When the bamboo pole struck for the third time, there was only one, but the two ends were sharpened like sharp thorns, just when the scholar decided to pull the divine weapon behind him to block, suddenly a white mist rolled down on the top of the mountain, and the white mist instantly filled a radius of dozens of miles, enveloping the entire Chaotian Mountain, and the scholar took advantage of the white mist to follow out a few miles away.

The scholar was in a daze and stumbled into the back mountain of Chaotian Mountain.

The scholar who was close to fainting was just about to stay away from the place of right and wrong, when he suddenly heard the sound of chiseling stones, the sound was in his ears, like the sound of the sky, the scholar gradually woke up, and saw an old man wearing a fur carrying a cyan slate larger than him through the forest.

The old man is not only not kind and kind-eyed, but a fierce old face, it seems that he can't eat enough all the year round and is skinny, and through the dark skin, he seems to be able to see the white skeleton, which makes people have a kind of idea of escaping for no reason, but the scholar is seriously injured, and he knows that he can't leave, so he looks at the old man with his body.

The old man held the bluestone slab behind him with both hands, and then wiped a handful of dripping sweat beads with one free hand, and smiled shamefully with his few teeth: "Beaten?"

The scholar nodded with difficulty and replied: "The skills are not as good as people, and I suffered some skin injuries." ”

The old man sees that you are about to die, where are you going to die, this stone slab behind the old man is just to build a monument for you, while you still have a breath, leave a name. ”

The scholar wanted to curse me, but a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

The old man giggled and said, "Boy, have you ever seen a dog fight?"

The scholar rolled his eyes and said, "There's a lot of nonsense. ”

The old man was not angry, or lazy, and continued to ask, "Then have you ever seen an eagle and a rabbit play each other?"

The scholar felt unusually suffocated in his chest.

The old man enjoyed himself and continued to ask, "Then you must not have seen the battle between heaven and man. ”

The scholar suddenly felt like he wanted to get a good night's sleep.

But the old man's giggling laughter was noisy, and he couldn't close his eyes, "The skill is not as good as people and learn to fight, and if you die, you deserve it, but you don't know that fighting is also a science, you can bully to fight to death, and if you can't bully, you can learn to be beaten, some people don't know how they were killed until they die, and you should at least know who the other party is before fighting, just like this mountain chiseling stone, you choose the stone first, the stone can not be too crisp, it is easy to give up halfway, and the texture is not too soft, so the carved things have no aura, so the vision is very important." ”

The scholar asked: "It seems that the old man often fights, fights with people, wins more or loses?"

The old man smiled: "I've been fighting for a lifetime, only five people can't win, and in a few years I'll go down the mountain and fight again, and if I can't win, I won't fight. ”

The scholar didn't seem to understand, and he didn't want to listen to the old man's nagging anymore, and was about to turn around and leave, but the old man was willing to let him leave easily as if he had picked up a piece of treasure.

The scholar took advantage of his last breath to run, and the old man also ran with the boulder on his back, and when he thought he had shaken off the old thing, and looked back to see that there was no one, he just wanted to take a good breath, and suddenly found that the old man was already waiting in front of him.

The old man took out the chisel on his waist and pointed at the scholar and asked, "Boy, do you want to fight, if you can kill the old man, you can do whatever you want, and if you can't kill the old man, you will stay obediently." ”

The scholar naturally didn't dare to fight with the old man, but he didn't plan to stay, and was thinking about an escape strategy. The old man said unhappily: "You can't win me in a fight, you run and run past me, you said that you didn't go down the mountain to find death, there are many bamboo poles in Chaotian Mountain, and it is not difficult to leave, when will you win against me, a bad old man." ”

The scholar listened carefully and felt that what the old man said seemed to have a certain truth, with his current situation, going down the mountain was really equivalent to looking for death, but he still shook his head and said: "This is not fair, what else can you do but fight?"

The old man said coldly, "Come with me." ”

An old man and a young man walked slowly down the mountain, almost an hour later, the two stopped at the bottom of the valley in a stone yard full of rubble, the old man left, the scholar took some healing pills by himself, and began to meditate on the spot, when the sky was almost dark, the old man came back, and the scholar's face was much better.

During this period, the scholar figured out a lot of things, and he no longer dared to treat the old man as a stonemason.

The scholar bowed deeply to the old man, and was about to take a comfortable fart, but was completely ignored by the old man.

The old man walked to a square stone pillar, and then pointed to a finely carved two-dragon dragon play pearl dragon pillar at the same height as the stone pillar, and said: "Boy, since you want to be tricky, the old man will give you a chance, the two stones are completed before the autumn equinox, if you can count how many knives they used, even if you win." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he ignored the scholar's surprise and white eyes, and began to study the stone slab he had just carried back, chiseled the eyes, hung the wire, and chiseled the ......

When I climbed around Chaotian Mountain, I remembered the crisp sound of metal colliding, and it took two full days to take shape, and it turned out to be a turtle camel monument.

The scholar looked at the two stones blankly, touched and touched, looked and looked, and still had no clue after two days, the square stone was good to say, the chisel marks were clearly recognizable, but the stone pillar of the two dragons playing with pearls could not see the traces of chisel carving at all.

During this period, the cigarette smoke on Chaotian Mountain was swirling, and there were bursts of arguments piercing into the valley bottom, which seemed to be an unprecedented debate, and the sound did not subside until a few days later.