Walking on the mountain road, Dai Dameng touched the hot gold coin in his arms, feeling a little uncomfortable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info His father said that you must be honest, you can't steal, you can't rob. But just now, he was relieved for a while and robbed people of ten gold coins.

"Brother," Dai Dameng asked the noble brother, "Did we do the right thing just now?" ”

"What's wrong? The bad guys must be punished! Brother Guiren looked at him curiously and asked, "Why did you remember to ask this?" ”

"It's wrong for them to rob us, is it right for us to rob them?" Brother Guiren has been a Xueman guard, and from a legal point of view, his words will definitely not be wrong, but Dai Dameng is still a little unsure in his heart: "They will be punished by us for their mistakes, what if we do wrong?" Who will punish us? ”

"It's hard for you to think about such a deep question." Brother Guiren smiled, then patted Dai Dameng's shoulder, and said very seriously: "Ginralis is the goddess of wind, and the breeze sometimes turns into a storm. When the benevolent Ginrales is still angry, it is not an exaggeration to punish the bad guys with a little violence, but we must be careful not to punish them excessively, let alone hurt their lives. ”

"People are doing it, and the sky is watching." Brother Guiren smiled and said, "When everyone does something wrong, it doesn't mean that the Holy Spirit will forgive them. So they met us, they decided to rob us, and we decided to rob them, these were fate. Ostensibly it looks like we hit them, but in fact the Holy Spirit beat them by our hand. ”

Dai Dameng understood, this is the legendary way to do it for heaven! It's great, he patted his chest and said to the noble brother: "Next time I meet bad people, I will beat them!" ”

Untie the knot, the steps are extremely brisk, and it will not take long to climb to the mountainside of Qiuwang Mountain.

Wangqiu Mountain is a rolling mountain, although it is not as majestic as the Horsga Peak, the mountain is also extremely steep, the snow-covered mountainside is boundless, and the winter scenery of icebergs and snowy ridges is boundless.

Looking at the bottom of the mountain in the distance, there are layers of dense forests, frost-dyed maple forests, full of fiery red and golden yellow, a beautiful scenery of late autumn. No wonder it's called Qiuwang Mountain.

The mountainside is rocky and bare, there is no grass and trees, and there is no trace of wild beasts, and the mountain eagle actually builds its nest directly on the ground, which is really bold.

In the evening, Dai Dameng and the two walked to a hill, and suddenly a majestic elk burst out of the mountain, and its thick antlers were like small trees with beautiful branches. It was not afraid of seeing people, and ran calmly towards the hill with elegant steps.

Dai Dameng had never seen such a beautiful deer, and he couldn't help but chase after it, and he couldn't find any trace of the elk when he turned over the hill, but found a few wooden stakes with a logging axe stuck in them, and a small wooden house on the high platform, with a light on.

Could it be Floki's Cabin? Even if not, at least you can beg for a meal.

Dai Dameng was overjoyed and hurriedly went up and knocked on the door.

The door was opened by an old man, wrinkled, skinny and bony, with a straight waist and a longbow on his back.

"Knock on my door again and it will be gone." The old man was very unhappy, glanced at Dai Dameng and said, "Two rats from the city again." ”

The old man was too old, if not seventy, he would have to be sixty-nine, and although his tone was not good, Dai Dameng was not angry with him.

"Where's the rat?" Dai Dameng patted his chest and said ostentatiously: "Don't be afraid, seniors, I am a rat-slaying warrior, and I will kill as many rats as there are for you." ”

"Humph!" The old man was even more upset, and said, "Every beast has its dignity, and I do not welcome a butcher here." ”

The old man slammed the door shut, almost touching Dai Dameng's face, he was provoked, rolled up his sleeves and was about to do the right thing for heaven, people are doing it, the sky is watching, bad old man who is not polite, accept the punishment of fate!

Brother Guiren hurriedly grabbed him, "Brother, calm down, look at me." ”

Then, the noble brother walked to the door, patted the door gently, and said politely in a creepy voice: "Senior, we are here to find the sharp sword Floki." ”

"Whew......" The house immediately sounded the cry of a child: "Is it a ghoul coming?" Grandpa, I'm afraid ......"

Dai Dameng thought to himself: It's over, the noble brother scared other people's children into crying, don't talk about begging this time, it's okay not to be beaten.

He pulled the noble brother and said, "Let's run, the black light is blind, he wants to beat you as a ghoul, will you fight back or not?" ”

"Humph!" The old man snapped the door open, glared at Dai Dameng, and said, "I am old, but I am not deaf, and I am not old and foolish. ”

"I've seen many strange people in my life, but I've never seen a talking ghoul." The old man turned to the noble brother, softened his tone a little, and asked, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"You are Floki's senior, disrespectful and disrespectful!" The noble brother patted Dai Dameng's head, pulled him to salute, and said very respectfully: "We want to accept the divine trial of Ginalais!" ”

"Ginares?" The old man sneered and said, "That impostor false god, she is just like the Holy Spirit in other temples, she is an ethereal figure. ”

This old man dared to despise his grandmother, and Dai Dameng became angry when he heard it, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to beat him.

Brother Guiren hurriedly grabbed his arm to stop him, but Brother Guiren also got angry and said to Floki seriously: "Senior, I respect your tradition, but please also respect our faith. Ginares is by no means an ethereal figure, she is real, I grew up in the temple of Ginares, and her light gives me warmth and strength. ”

"Are you here to lecture me?" Floki was also angry, glared and said, "If that's the case, please go back!" I'm not interested in your Holy Spirit. ”

"No, senior." The noble brother's tone was respectful but not flattering, and he said earnestly: "Please open the sacred trial of Generalis for us!" ”

The old man said categorically: "It is the sacred trial of Gine!" ”

"It's the Divine Trial of Ginares!" Brother Guiren's tone was firm and unquestionable.

"Gine!" The green tendons on the old man's neck bulged.

"Ginares!" Brother Guiren's eyes lit up.

The two men are like roosters fighting, and neither of them will budge.

Dai Dameng shook his head and sighed. Grandma is called Gene in the legend of the Nords, and in the Nine Holy Spirit Sect of the Empire, she is called Jinales, which is obviously the two names of one person, and he, who is the grandson, has not spoken, and I don't know what these two people are fighting for.

"Don't fight." Dai Dameng raised his hands and motioned for them to stop, saying, "Listen to me......"

They shouted at Dai Dameng in unison: "Shut up! ”

Dai Dameng was bored and went into the house to look for the child.

Specimens of saber-toothed tigers, bears, and wolves were stapled to the wall facing the door, and the inside of the hut was very rudimentary, with tables and chairs of rough workmanship that kept the original color of wood. There was only one bed in the house, and the workmanship was equally crude, covered with hay and a bearskin.

There was no food, vegetables or meat in the house, and I didn't expect the famous Floki to live such a hard life.

The little boy was alone in the house, probably in his teens, hiding in the corner of the bed wiping his tears.

"Hey, my name is Dai Dameng." Damon smiled kindly and asked the little boy, "What's your name?" ”

The little boy said timidly, "Hamming." ”