Chapter Eighty-Six: The Python River
When Zhang Tianduo came to his senses, he found himself lying on a bamboo bed.
Touching his face, Zhang Tian grinned in pain, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, no wonder Wu Jundao was nicknamed "Cold-faced Old Immortal", and he was really ruthless.
"Tianduo, are you awake?" Qing Ling shouted as he walked in from outside.
Seeing Zhang Tianduo sitting on the bamboo bed grinning, she smiled and said, "What the predecessor said is true, you really woke up." ”
Zhang Tianduo hurriedly asked, "What?" Did I succeed? ”
Without waiting for Qing Ling to answer, Wu Jundao's voice came from outside: "Hmph, boy, most people will dodge backwards when they see my blow, but you don't retreat but advance, if I hadn't collected seven points of strength, you would have died a long time ago." ”
Zhang Tianduo knew that Wu Jundao was still merciful, he got up and walked out, and saw Wu Jundao sitting in a rocking chair, teasing Bai Feng who was squatting on his lap.
Zhang Tian snatched the past and saluted: "Thank you seniors for your mercy." ”
Wu Jundao waved his hand and said: "That's it, Luo Zong can have a successor like you, even if he has vision, let's speak first, if you can make me take half a step back, I will go with you." ”
Zhang Tian was overjoyed and thanked him again and again.
He didn't know that in the blow last night, Wu Jundao retreated not half a step, but three steps.
Of course, Wu Jundao couldn't bear to hurt Zhang Tianduo's life, so he forcibly retracted his strength, so that Zhang Tianduo had an opportunity to take advantage of it and shook him back three steps.
Wu Jundao said lightly: "No need to say thank you, all this is the will of heaven." ”
Then he asked, "Lady Baihua should let you find me alone, right?" ”
Zhang Tianduo nodded, took out the three letters in his arms, and said, "Yes, seniors, we also want to invite three old-timers, Manshan, Miao Xianghong and Ding Haiwen." ”
"What? Miao Xianghong is also among them?! Wu Jundao looked at Zhang Tianduo with a surprised expression.
Wu Jundao's reaction made Zhang Tianduo curious: "Senior, what's wrong?" ”
Wu Jundao pondered for a moment and said: "It's nothing, I really didn't expect that Mrs. Baihua would persuade Miao Xianghong to go out of the mountain to help the righteous path, heh, the two of them were rivals before." ”
"Nemesis?" Qing Ling was also curious.
Wu Jundao stroked his white beard and said: "Yes, Miao Xianghong has an ugly nickname, called 'Ten Thousand Poisonous Old Mother', her Gu technique is a unique in the world, even I have to be afraid of her for three points, decades ago, in order to prove who is superior, she and Mrs. Baihua have fought hundreds of duels, and neither of the two can help anyone, until Mrs. Baihua practiced the Jade Cicada Gong, Miao Xianghong regretted defeat." ”
Zhang Tianduo and the two of them only got goosebumps when they heard it, "Ten Thousand Poisonous Old Mother", this nickname is not a good stubble when you hear it, and the yin and yang mother-in-law actually wants to find her former rival by herself, if she gets angry, wouldn't she be very dangerous.
"You should be careful when you go to her, her reasons for retiring are similar to mine, but she is not as easy to talk as I am, you are the people sent by Madame Baihua, maybe she will spill her anger on you."
Zhang Tianduo couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said: "Senior, Senior Miao is a master of Taoism, shouldn't he do anything to us?" ”
"Hahaha, is she a master? Joke, Miao Xianghong has killed not a thousand but eight hundred people in her life, will she be a person who has attained the Tao? A few decades ago, she was the infamous number one female devil in the world. ”
"Ahh Not only Zhang Tianduo exclaimed, but even Qing Ling screamed.
Wu Jundao smiled indifferently and said, "But you don't have to be afraid, since Mrs. Baihua asked you to invite her, she must have her own reasons." ”
Speaking of this, he changed his words: "I can't do anything about Manshan and Miao Xianghong, Ding Haiwen, you don't have to bother, he and I are friends of life and death, I will come forward in person, presumably he will not refuse." ”
Zhang Tianduo was ecstatic and said: "Great, senior, then I have to take you a trip." ”
Wu Jundao received a gift from Zhang Tianduo and asked, "Where does your uncle live now?" ”
Zhang Tianduo was curious and said: "My uncle lives in Taiping Town and runs a shroud shop, so it is easy to find him. ”
He asked again: "Senior, are you friends with my uncle?" ”
"Sort of, we've worked together, we've had a lot of fights, and we know each other a little, but this was decades ago, and I didn't think he was still alive." Wu Jundao said lightly.
After pausing for a while, Wu Jundao said again: "After finding Ding Haiwen, we will first go to visit your Uncle Taishi, and then go to the Ten Thousand Bone Forest, and you don't have to come back." ”
"Yes." Zhang Tian said with joy.
He is not worried that Wu Jun will not be trustworthy in his words, a master like him has always been true to his word.
In the afternoon of the same day, the two said goodbye to Wu Jundao and decided to go to their next destination.
On the way, Zhang Tianduo asked: "Qingling, don't you think that forgetting the mountain is not as cold as rumored?" ”
"So you found out too."
The fifteenth peak in the dense forest, it is one of the nine maze of the forgetting mountain, this mountain is higher than the other seventeen peaks, the green forest between the mountains is lush, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, no matter how you look at it, it does not look like a mountain filled with cold air, when the two of them went down the mountain, they saw a large number of monkeys inhabiting the green forest, everything seemed so vibrant.
It is strange that if a person stays in the mountains for too long and inhales the cold breath and dies of serious illness, then the monkeys should be the same, but they are alive and well.
Zhang Tianduo said: "I do feel some cold air, but that cold air is very weak, I dare to say that it will never hurt people with that kind of cold air." ”
Qing Ling thought for a while and said, "Senior Wu has lived there for twenty years, maybe he used some method to dissolve the cold qi. ”
"Well, that's what I thought, too."
Although I don't know how Wu Jundao dissolves that cold aura, since the forgotten mountain will no longer cause harm to people, it must only be a matter of time before it gets rid of the title of the Nine Great Lost Lands, and it is a good thing for the nearby Tujia and Miao people.
The next destination of the two of them is the Cave of the Two Realms, which is a mountain of retreats and one of the Nine Great Lost Places.
The Two Realms Cave is about 500 miles away from the Forgotten Mountain, and the two of them quickly rode up, day and night, and ten days later, the two finally arrived at the boundary of the Two Realms Cave.
After several days of hurrying, the two of them looked very tired, and Qing Ling suggested finding an inn to rest and raise some good feed so that the horses could rest well.
Zhang Tianduo nodded in agreement, the two of them were not as good as the Two Realms Cave first, but first went to Wanjia Town near the Two Realms Cave to find a store.
Wanjia Town is not large, with a population of only about 2,000 people, and because of its remote location, there are very few outsiders here.
The two wandered around the town for most of the day, and finally found a very dilapidated inn, the two asked for two rooms, and asked the head of the house to feed the horses good feed, eat, and then hurried to the two realms cave on foot.
The existence of the Cave of the Two Realms is rarely known even to the locals, because this place is extremely hidden, and even the hunters who live in the mountains all year round do not know that there is such a place.
Fortunately, this time the Yin and Yang mother-in-law gave a detailed way to enter the Two Realms Cave, and the two of them were not worried about not being able to find the Two Realms Cave.
According to the Yin and Yang mother-in-law, the two first entered the Qingpan Mountain near Wanjia Town, and then found a river that penetrated the entire Qingpan Mountain, this river is very famous in the local area, called the Python River, it is said that there is a big python living in the river, which is 100 feet long, often attacks passing ships and devours people who fall into the water, so the locals are very in awe of the Python River, and they would rather walk thousands of miles, but the Python River is said.
Zhang Tianduo and the others naturally did not believe that there was a hundred-foot python in the river, because the widest part of the python river was only 100 feet, and the deepest was only 20 feet.
The Cave of the Two Realms is in a place in the middle of the lower reaches of the Python River, because the locals easily dare not go to the Python River, so this place has not been discovered by the locals for thousands of years, and only a few people in the righteous path know this place, because this is the intersection of the two worlds of yin and yang.
The left and right sides of the Python River are cliffs, there is no way to go, to the middle of the downstream, you can only take a boat, but the locals do not dare to enter the Python River, since there will be no boats, in desperation, the two had to cut down the tree, it took a whole day of effort, to set up a simple raft that looks like it is about to fall apart at any time.
For this clumsy raft, Zhang Tianduo was full of confidence: "Okay, while it's not dark yet, let's go down." ”
Qing Ling was a little skeptical: "Is this raft reliable?" ”
"Don't worry, when I was in Siam, I often built a raft to swim on the Mekong River, absolutely no problem, come on."
Qing Ling hesitated for a moment, and then jumped up.
Zhang Tianduo picked up a long bamboo that had just been cut down and pushed it under the water, and the raft made a few strange noises and slowly floated away.
The water of the Python River did not seem to be in a hurry, and the two of them took a raft all the way down, and gradually, the cliffs on both sides became higher and higher, and before they knew it, they had entered the depths of Qingpan Mountain.
Zhang Tianzhuo recalled the situation of wandering in the Mekong River, and couldn't help humming a few words, Qingling listened to his ghost scream, and couldn't help but say: "Don't scream, it's hard to hear." ”
Zhang Tianduo was in a good mood and said, "Then I'll sing you a few words of hometown songs." ”
As he spoke, Zhang Tianduo raised his voice and sang a Miao folk song.
Qing Ling listened to a few words and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are from the Miao tribe, and it doesn't look like it at all." ”
Zhang Tianduo stopped singing and said with a smile: "My father is Han and my mother is Miao. ”
"Oh, so you learned this ballad from your mother?"
"No, my mother died when my father went to Nanyang, and although my father later married a Siamese woman, he loved my mother the most, and he often hummed this song, and he said that his mother taught him, and the more I listened to it, the more I listened."
Qingling touched the scene, she herself was an orphan without a father and mother, if she hadn't been adopted by her mother-in-law of Yin and Yang, she still didn't know where she was going.
Zhang Tianduo's singing echoed in the mountains, and the afterglow of the setting sun was sprinkled on the river, exuding a gentle light, Qingling was a little intoxicated, and couldn't help but want to hum a few words.
At this moment, the calm water suddenly became faster, and the raft made a few strange noises, and suddenly moved rapidly forward.
"What's wrong?" Qing Ling, who was awakened by the turbulent water, turned around and asked.
Zhang Tianduo grabbed the long bamboo with both hands, and his face was calm: "The water flow suddenly became urgent, don't be afraid, I can handle it." ”
As soon as his words fell, he heard the sound of "popping" from the raft under his feet, and Qing Ling's face changed, and it was clearly the sound of the rope being broken.