After this series of tosses, Qi Yufeng had already exhausted his strength, his head was dizzy, and he didn't even have the strength to draw his sword, but he turned his head to look at the bottom of the cliff, the river was like a belt, shocking, and he didn't dare to jump down if he said anything.

Looking back at the wild boar again, with the sword in his hand, he gave birth to a sense of courage when he landed, jumping down and dying, and if he didn't jump, he didn't have to die!

Taking a deep breath and calming his mind clearly, Qi Yufeng turned around and drew his sword, dodging the charge of the wild boar's fangs, and stabbed it with all his strength behind it.

This sword blessed his soul, far more profound than his previous skills, and actually stabbed the pig's buttocks. The wild boar snorted, turned his head and pouted his buttocks, Qi Yufeng gritted his teeth, trembled his hands, and used all his strength to eat milk, to pull out the sword, who knew that the sword was cut like mud, a little horizontal, it was lightly pulled out, and by the way, it made a big cut on the pig's buttocks.

The wild boar staggered a little, turned around with a trembling body, faced Qi Yufeng, the madness in his eyes turned into fear, and pounced again.

But this wild boar also ran for a long time, and was seriously injured, this time the momentum of the pounce has been exhausted, far less powerful than the previous few times, Qi Yufeng flashed lightly, and then dodged, and then the sword was like a full moon, and it was slashed suddenly, cutting off the pig's head like cutting an apple.

The wild boar lost its head, its feet were weak, and after taking a step, it lay on the ground and did not move, and a cavity of blood spurted out, which was spectacular.

Qi Yufeng's body was weak, lying on the ground, panting.

He originally saw the wild boar die, and his tense nerves had already relaxed, but the pig's blood was like **

and flow into a stream on the earth. He had to fight his spirits, brace himself up, roll over, and hide to the side.

Lying on the ground and resting for a long time, I felt more and more that the smell of blood was really unpleasant.

He had been pampered all his life, growing up in the city, and he had seen such a scene, looking sideways at the stream of blood flowing on the ground, plus the feces and urine flowing from behind, and he felt a wave of nausea, only to feel as if there were a thousand claws tickling in his stomach, and with a whoop, he vomited on the spot.

I don't know how long he lay on the ground before he struggled to get up, he couldn't resist the hunger that he couldn't move, and he couldn't waste the pork in front of him.

The blood over there had already flowed clean, Qi Yufeng came close and cut about two or three catties of pork from the pig's leg, only to sigh that he had an ancient god weapon in his hand, but at this time he became a guy who slaughtered pigs and sheep.

There is a hillside at the far end of the cliff, go down slowly along the hillside, walk to the river, see the clear place, rinse the pork in your hand, find two large leaves to wrap the pork, paste the yellow mud on the outside, and put it on the stone to dry.

He found an empty bird's nest in the tree, added hay, birch bark and a large number of flammable materials, broke them and crushed them, put them in a crack in a stone, untied their shoelaces, and kept pulling them up.

When the hay and the bird's nest slowly smoked, and blew hard, a small flame came out. He held the flame with his hand, grabbed a pile of hay and firewood, and the fire was kindled.

After a while, the flames were blazing, and Qi Yufeng moved the red-hot dry wood to the bank of the river.

There was dry firewood by the river, so I grabbed another handful and added it, and after a while, the charcoal fire was almost burned, and I stuffed the pork under the fire, and continued to add firewood outside. Look at this, wait a few moments, and the meat will be eaten.

Qi Yufeng couldn't help but be full of ambition for a while, patted his hands full of black and gray, and said in his heart that the children's column "Science Boy" that he watched in order to watch cartoons in this summer vacation was really not in vain, at least he learned to make a fire in the wild.

I turned my head and wanted to smoke the rest of the meat for later use, but when I looked up at the steep hillside, it was still difficult to make up my mind to go up the mountain, so I had to give up.

After staying by the river for a long time, except for the cliff behind him, the distant mountain, there is nothing to see, only on the edge of the cliff, a small tomb stands quietly on the side, hidden in the grass, inconspicuous. At first, when Qi Yufeng and the wild boar went around in circles, they walked back and forth several times, but they didn't pay attention.

After waiting for half an hour, Qi Yufeng's hungry eyes turned blue. So he opened the ham, knocked open the roasted yellow mud, opened the leaves, and the tender pork fat was exposed, Qi Yufeng suddenly had the pride of a cook, and felt that his martial arts were not practiced in vain, and even wild boars could be killed and eaten.

Carefully cut the pork into small slices with a sword and eat it bite by bite. Although there is nothing salty, but I only feel that the fresh fragrance is incomparable, far better than the pork of later generations, hungry for two days, finally have a stutter, Qi Yufeng intuition is delicious in the world, unprecedented.

After eating these catties of pork, Qi Yufeng lay down on the bank of the river to rest, stayed until the evening, and finally mustered up the courage, so he went up the mountain to cut off the pork piece by piece, washed it, pasted it into mud balls with yellow mud, and buried them in the fire one by one. For later consumption.

Busy from noon to evening, until it was cold at night, Qi Yufeng covered the fire with yellow sand, found a mountain gap under the cliff, gathered some grass, and lay in.

When he got up early the next morning, Qi Yufeng only felt that his back and legs hurt, it turned out that he used his strength until yesterday, and finally relaxed, and suddenly his body couldn't stand it, and the tense nerves that had been tense for a few days turned into problems at this time.

Rubbing his arms and stretching his legs, he cut a ball of mud with his sword, and ate the meat while it was still a little hot, and recovered his strength, but seeing that the mountains and rivers here are far away, and the scenery is beautiful, he thinks that it is not close to the town under the mountain, and it is difficult for ordinary people to enter the mountain to get here.

In addition, this place was the place where he obtained "killing" and had easy access to water, so he built a wooden hut in this place and lived there.

His third uncle already had a furniture factory at home, and Qi Yufeng often went to play, so there was no problem in setting up a shack, and he was good, cutting wood like paper, and doing work was twice the result with half the effort.

For a few days, hunting and watching the mountains during the day, practicing swords and martial arts at night, when there was nothing to do, there was a circle of fences outside the shack, and the seats and benches, wooden bowls and wooden chopsticks were purchased. Seven or eight days have passed, and there is less time to ponder the sword momentum, and it is interesting to do carpentry work.

After seven or eight days, Qi Yufeng suddenly realized that he had such an adventure, but he couldn't make good use of it, wouldn't he be violent and destroy the heavens. So while recalling the stabbing trick of the previous days, while comparing the sword moves, I only felt that every time I practiced a progress, I felt that I was very insufficient, and in the face of the middle-aged man's magic skills that day, I only felt that the mountains were up, and the scenery stopped.

In the past, the swordsmanship passed on by the middle-aged man in Changbai Mountain, he couldn't practice it, but this set of "decomposition movements" gradually became familiar.

When I was thinking hard, I suddenly raised my eyes and couldn't help but let out an "oops".

I saw a person wearing a white robe, with a thick face and a head without braids, fluffy and fluffy piled on his head, like a mess of grass, with a single knife on his waist, and at some point, he was already standing outside his yard.

The man was standing aside and didn't squeak, but when he saw Qi Yufeng raise his head and look at him, he said, "How long have you lived here?" ”

Qi Yufeng was uneasy in his heart, he only felt that this person was so rough and fierce, and he didn't have braids, could it be that he was a bandit on this mountain?

At the moment, he was secretly on guard, and replied casually: "It's been seven or eight days." ”

The man didn't say anything for a long time, looked left and right at the hut and fence of the wind, and then asked again, "Do you have salt when you live here?" ”

Qi Yufeng said in his heart, could it be that this bandit is the same as the old man and old lady in later generations, and he also grabbed salt everywhere in order to prevent radiation.

Before he had time to think about it, Qi Yufeng hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no." ”

The man walked two steps into the courtyard. I looked at the tables, chairs and benches built by Qi Yufeng out of wood and yellow mud next to the shack, the wooden bowls and chopsticks sharpened with a sword, and the barbecue grill next to it. I couldn't help but turn my head again and look at the sword in Qi Yufeng's hand curiously, and asked, "Little brother, can you borrow the sword to take a look?" ”

Qi Yufeng held the sword in his hand, in a dilemma, seeing that this person was lightweight, a grandmaster's style, and a single knife hanging from his waist, if he lent the sword in his hand, he was afraid that he would be more auspicious, but if he didn't borrow it, if this person pulled down his face, whether he could be able to defeat it, but it was still difficult to say.

Xindao first didn't ask me about strange clothes, and second, he didn't ask me about my strange accent, how could he ask some messy questions?

The man paused for a moment, saw Qi Yufeng's vigilant look, suddenly blinked, and bowed his hand and said, "It's me who is reckless and rude." ”

Qi Yufeng hurriedly bent down and bowed his hand, and said politely: "Where is it." ”

When he looked up, there was no one in front of him, and the man had long since disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where he had gone. When I looked closely, I saw a cloth bag on the table, and when I opened it, I saw that there was a small jar of meat oil, a bag of salt, and other spices, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed.

In the past few days, the mouth has faded to the bird, but it can be regarded as a salt, Qi Yufeng at this time, like a middle-aged woman grabbing salt, happily packed up the cloth bag like a treasure.

As the so-called:

green leaves cover fresh food,

Huang Ni just sleeps.

Late to the line of the chopstick,

It's just no salt.

After eating light pork for several days, this finally took a breath, and it is said that if you can't eat salt for a long time, you will be dizzy, and you will be weak, and you may become a white-haired man.

Qi Yufeng has always been worried about eating salt, but he didn't expect that although this person was inexplicable, he was so considerate and careful, and he was really righteous and a friend.

At noon, Qi Yufeng casually found an unlucky ghost among the rabbits jumping around the mountains, happily smeared the salt with the rabbit meat, and then continued to use his only cooking method to roast and eat.

A roast rabbit only ate so happily that he couldn't close his mouth, and then forgot about the elusive figure of the man, and the next day he still practiced the sword, at this time he specialized in this swordsmanship, and the more he practiced, the more he couldn't stop. I only feel that the realm is advancing day by day, as if he has been able to top his kung fu in the first ten years in a few days.

Occasionally, when I was confused, I would think back to the scene of the middle-aged man that day, and sometimes I also refer to what my father and uncle had said when I was at home.

When Qi Yufeng was learning swords at home, he only felt that some of the things they said at that time were specious, and he didn't have a deep understanding of them, and he didn't study them deeply; Some of them were disdainful at the time, feeling that they were in their own league and didn't care what they said, but now it seems that every sentence of the elders' lectures is the experience of decades, and now remember one sentence and get the experience of one sentence.

It's a pity that they couldn't explain it clearly at that time, and they couldn't hear it clearly, and it wasn't until now that they learned this swordsmanship, and they confirmed it one by one.

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