In the Yimeng Mountains in the southern part of the North Sea, a person jumps vertically on the cliff like flying, sometimes gliding down, sometimes flying up, and the cliff can easily go up, even the legendary Tarzan of the Apes is not comparable to this person.

There are few people here, and that year he let go of his divine sense and made sure that there was no one around, so of course he could let himself go and use his abilities at will.

That year, he felt hearty, it turned out that after he came to the Three Kingdoms General Soul World, his strength had been greatly improved, after constantly working hard to cultivate the "Green Qi Transformation Dragon Decision", his physique and perception of the vitality of heaven and earth continued to improve, in addition to wood and water, he also has a sense of closeness to the earth and qi elements now, and between the vertical jumps, this feeling is extremely obvious.

That year, he went into the woods, and the "energy absorption" was activated, and the surrounding trees were slightly wilted, but he regained his vitality that year, and he realized that he was besieged by the Zerg in a small valley that day, and if there were woods around, he was absolutely confident that he would stick to it all night, and not be so embarrassed, and almost became a delicacy in the mouth of the Iron Mantis with his partners.

It seems that the location is very important, if it is in the forest or sea water, he is not afraid of any mid-level opponent that year, as for the earth, fire, metal, qi and other environments, he still needs to continue to improve his perception of these natural elements that year, maybe one day, he can have the ability of the whole system, and can reach a very high level of integration between heaven and earth!

If he had woken up to this that day, Lu Bu would probably not have been able to retreat with his whole body.

Of course, that day and year were also clumsy, and they didn't go all out to transform, let alone launch their abilities with all their strength, leaving Lu Bu would not help their careers in any way, but might have cheapened Liu Bei.

Now that year, he has a sober judgment of his own strength, and on the premise of exerting all his abilities, Lu Bu will not be his opponent, of course, except for the "land immortals" like Shui Jing, they are all in the holy realm, and they are far from being able to compete only in the middle rank.

That year, it was estimated that with all his strength, his strength might have reached the eleventh or second level, which was close to the strength shown by Instructor Muta in the training camp.

I finally have a clear judgment about myself, and now I have to think about how to find the dead wood as soon as possible.

In the description of the dead wood, the place where Guan Hai led his remnants of the defeated generals to hide was only in the vast mountains, where there was no iconic geographical appearance, nor near the village, let alone coordinate parameters, so the dead wood can only be said to be in the mountains south of the North Sea, the only feature is that it is close to a lake, this is the only clue that the dead wood can provide, and he estimates that this will not be difficult that year.

I really don't know how Deadwood found the Yellow Turban Army, it is estimated that the way he found people was through imprints, and now it depends on whether he can find Guan Hai's hiding place smoothly like him that year.

Turning over the mountains that people call "Mengshan", I finally saw the village that year, the small bridge and flowing water, a few wisps of green smoke curling, it seems to be a paradise, but that year I knew that this place was perennially violated by the yellow turban thieves, how could I have no quarrel with the world?

That year, he slowed down, tried to pile up a kind smile, and walked into the small village, as he went deeper, the mood of that year slowly became heavy, most of the houses around him were empty and dilapidated, and even if some of them lived, they were mainly old, weak, sick and disabled, and there were no young men at all.

This is still the boundary of Qingzhou, and further south, it is also the Xuzhou region, both of which are currently regarded as their territory that year, so the people are not able to make a living, they have the responsibility to improve people's livelihood that year.

That year, I chose a house with a middle-aged man, knocked lightly on the door, and asked softly and politely, "Is there anyone inside?" I was just passing by and wanted to ask for directions. ”

Of course he knew that there was someone in it, and the middle-aged man was peeking at him from the window.

I waited for a long time that year, and it seemed that the people inside were also engaged in a fierce ideological battle.

Finally, the broken wooden door was opened, and out came a middle-aged man who was black and thin, and hunched over, which was already considered the prime of life in this village.

That year hurriedly took a few steps back, indicating that he was harmless, and then said politely: "This fellow, I just want to inquire about the way, I have no other plans, don't be afraid." ”

That year, he knew that the appearance of the longbow on his back would cause pressure on the other party, but he couldn't help it, Biluo and the mirage long knife had already received the space ring, and the longbow on his back could still make people think that he was a hunter, otherwise walking in the vast mountains unarmed would be even more suspicious.

The rickety man nodded, indicating that he understood the meaning of that year, but he stood crampedly to the side, his hands in his sleeves, not daring to look up at that year.

That year, he asked as gently as possible: "Fellow, is there a bigger lake around here?" Next to the mountain? ”

That year, I tried to ask in the vernacular, but I was afraid that the Chinese would be used too much, and these illiterate people would not understand it, and the vernacular was close to the spoken language, and this villager should be able to understand it.

Sure enough, the fellow understood, he raised his dry fingers, pointed to the west with trembling eyes, and then said with difficulty: "Over there, walk for two days, there is a big ......" Then he gestured with both hands, and then said: "It's very big, walk around, it will take a few days!" The water is shallow and overgrown with reeds. ”

That year, I heard that there was a large area of water in the west, although the water was shallow, I don't know if it was a lake or a swamp, but the area was very large.

But the dead wood was talking about the lake, and that year he asked, "Is there a deeper lake?" ”

The man nodded, raised his hand again, and said, "Over there, the Great Lake!" Then he gestured four fingers and continued, "Four! Connected. ”

Four Great Lakes? Will it be there? But if it's four connected lakes, Deadwood won't go unexplained, right?

"What are the four great lakes called?" Asked that year, but the man shook his head and didn't want to answer, maybe he knew the name, but it was just a local common name, and he didn't know what the official name was, so he simply didn't say it.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything anymore, he asked again that year: "May I ask the villagers, what about the young people in the village?" Why are there so few people? ”

The man grinned his teeth, revealing his black teeth, and he said a little shyly: "Follow Qu Shuai away, I want to go too, I don't want to!" ”

That year, he realized that this village was actually the source of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, and he sighed to himself, if the common people could be fed and clothed, who would be willing to leave their hometown and become a traitor?

That year, he put a few copper coins and a few pieces of dry food on the low wall beside him, hugged his fists, and turned around and left melancholy.

He can't help the whole village, and if he wants to change all this, he needs to start with policy.

That year, there was a strong sense of urgency, and if we didn't change the status quo of Qingxu Erzhou, or even the war across the country, I don't know how many people would starve to death or die of disease, which was all a fresh life.

That year, he first went south to learn more about the four connected lakes, and finally he came to a town, where the life of the inhabitants was obviously much better than that of the small mountain village, and there was also the existence of the government, and several township guards were in charge of law and order.

There was no interest in dealing with the government that year, although the magistrates were nominally under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou.

There was the only inn in the town, and there was even crude sorghum wine for sale, and that year he made a pot of turbid wine, and although he didn't drink it, he could ask the bartender about it.

The bartender looked at the copper coin, he was very enthusiastic about him, that year I inquired, he was still hundreds of miles away from the four big lakes, respectively called Weishan, Zhaoyang, Dushan and Nanyang, and there are many small lakes connected with these four big lakes, these four big lakes are connected from end to end, forming a huge swampy land, and now it is also the land of fish and rice, very famous.

Weishan Lake? I seemed to have heard of it that year, and it seems that it will become a big lake in later generations, but what Deadwood said is just a lake, it should not be the four big lakes now, and it is the land of fish and rice, and the population should be large, so it should not be an ideal hiding place for the Yellow Turban Army.

That year, I carefully inquired about the Baili Shuibo in the west, and the bartender introduced that it was called Liangshan Lake, which was named after the next place to Liangshan, but the traffic there was inconvenient and the people were rare.

Shuibo Liangshan? I almost fainted that year, is this a crossing? Could it be that Guan Hai actually ran to Liangshan one step earlier than Song Jiang and the others? This is nearly a thousand years earlier than Song Jiang and them!

So far, it was determined that Guan Hai should hide near Shuibo Liangshan, after all, there are many mountains and waters, and the transportation is inconvenient, and the heroes of Liangshan can use this to deal with the imperial court, and I believe that Guan Hai will also value this.

After inquiring that year, he immediately went on the road, went straight to Shuibo Liangshan, and gave the pot of turbid wine left to the bartender.

The Baili Mountain Road was a very short distance for that year, the closer he got to Shuibo Liangshan, the fewer residents he encountered that year, and the more rugged the mountain road became, and in the end he had no one to meet again, and the mountain road was almost untraceable.

After climbing over a tall mountain, I finally saw Baili Shuibo that year, which was a huge lake with no end in sight, but the water surface was full of lush reeds, and only in the blank space of the reeds could you see the sparkling water.

Large flocks of waterfowl hover over the water, and even many small fish jump out of the water, attracting waterfowl to scramble for the first time.

That year, I let go of my perception, and finally found that this hundred miles of water was half surrounded by a huge mountain, and after the peak, I couldn't perceive it that year.

Seeing this terrain, I guessed that if he was Guan Hai, he would definitely stay on this mountain.

But how is he going to get through this vast water? That year, he looked at no one on the left and right, and smiled, he was used to being cautious, but there was no one here, even if someone estimated that it was the Yellow Turban Army, was he afraid that he would reveal the identity of the people outside the mountain?

That year, he tore off some reeds and spun them into a small and weak straw mat, he threw the straw mat on the water surface, and jumped on the straw mat with a slight vertical, the straw mat sank slightly, and under the action of the water element mobilized that year, the straw mat held that year steadily.

That year, with his hands on his back, no oars and no penny, he only used his spiritual power to urge the water element, and the straw mat galloped away with that year.

Smelling the damp moisture, he laughed at himself that year, although he was not as good as the Bodhidharma Patriarch's reed crossing the river, but if the straw mat crossing the lake was seen by ordinary people, it should be regarded as shocking to the world, right?

Of course, if he went into the water to swim that year, the speed might be faster, and he had the ability to breathe underwater skin, and when he entered the bottom, he was definitely like a fish in water.

But he didn't want to do it that year, in addition to not wanting to take off his stripes, he also wanted to appreciate the lakes and mountains that are difficult to see in the outside world.

In his perception that year, his feet were densely covered with all kinds of fish, and some were even chasing the straw mats that glided over their heads.

And above the head that year, a large flock of waterfowl was not afraid of people at all, and "quacked" at that year, as if to reproach the unfamiliar guest that year and disturb their eating.

In that year's perception, there were countless bird eggs hidden in the reeds, and even a water lizard had just stolen an egg and happily slipped into the mud hole under the grass roots.

What a natural picture of natural selection and harmony and complementarity!

But that year, the realm had not yet reached the level of pity for all creatures, and he was thinking about those mountain people who had no food to eat, and why didn't those mountain people come here to fish and hunt because they were so rich in products?

Is it difficult to wade through mountain roads? Or are bandits rampant?

Maybe he will get the answer after meeting the Yellow Turban Army.

In his perception that year, he suddenly spotted the Yellow Turban Thief, a team of five, sitting on a small wooden boat, quietly hiding in the reeds, because of the obstruction of vision, they did not even notice the year standing on the straw mat.

Wearing a yellow scarf and holding a weapon in his hand! This is the symbol of the Yellow Turban Army, and there is no possibility that there will be a second Taiping Army in Qingzhou.

It was a great joy that year, which showed that Deadwood and Guan Hai were really here.