Kong Qiu deliberately stayed for a while before he came to the master's door, and he had calmed down. From the moment he saw Peng Yuer just now, he had already forgiven Mao.

He knew Mao's feelings for Peng Yuer, and compared to himself, Mao was more exposed and did not hide it. The loss of Yu'er made Mao lose his mind for a while. Mao has an impulsive personality, and he didn't care about etiquette since he was a child, and although his behavior just now was bad, it was not incomprehensible. For this reason, he decided to calm down and wait until there was no fluctuation before going to see Master.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Kong Qiu turned around, and Peng Yuer had already dressed up and ran out. She came to Kongqiu's side and smiled, her face still a little red, but she was not so shy anymore. Peng Yuer is a very atmospheric girl, she will not be endlessly shy, but the happiness is still on her face.

Kong Qiu smiled and nodded: "It's time for Master to get up too, let's go and say goodbye." Today, Master and Mao are leaving, and we should give them a noon feast. ”

Peng Yu'er nodded, and said as she walked forward with him: "I cook two specialty dishes, I know you don't want to go into the kitchen, I'll take care of everything." ”

The two walked to the master's door, Kong Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then knocked on the door, but no one answered. Peng Yuer was anxious and pushed the door hard. The door opened, and the room was empty, and there was no one left.

Peng Keng took Mao to gallop on the road. Mao's horse was bought by Peng Keng and Yang Hu, although Yang Hu didn't like Mao, he didn't dare to refuse Peng Keng, so he had to sell another one to them.

They were dressed in the clothes of ordinary people, without the clothing of nobles and without retinues, and it was very rare to run on horseback on the avenue, and the people on the roadside looked sideways. The two armor soldiers wanted to stop them for interrogation, but before they arrived, they felt weak and flustered, so they involuntarily got out of the way, and stupidly watched the two people rush over on horseback.

Mao was worried in his heart, he always felt that the master might be aware of what happened this morning. Otherwise, how could he have just arrived at the door, and the master walked out and pulled himself out through the back door. Although he didn't feel anything, Master's soul hunting technique was unfathomable, and it was unknown whether he had infiltrated his own shrine and explored it.

The master was so anxious that he didn't even wait for Kong Qiu and Peng Yu'er to see him off, did he know that he was going to do something to Kong Qiu, and was worried that he wouldn't know how to deal with it when he met? But if this was the case, why didn't Master say a word?

Thinking wildly, he secretly looked at the master from time to time. Peng Keng's face was calm, but there was a faint melancholy. What he was worried about, Mao didn't know, Kong Qiu didn't know, Yu'er didn't know, no one knew. But this time it was a gamble for him, gambling on his 800-year-old wishes, but no matter how he won or lost, he would have the same ending.

The two ran for a day, only a few dozen miles away from Mount Tai, it was late, Peng Keng saw a small shop on the side of the road, stopped his horse and said to Mao: "Eat something and then go, I haven't eaten anything this day." Seeing that the master finally spoke, and had no intention of blaming, Mao breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly pulled the master's horse to the door of the store and tied it, and when he turned around, he was stunned.

An old green cow was also tethered to the front of the store, leisurely eating the grass thrown on the ground. Mao took a step back, looked at the master, and sure enough, he saw Peng Keng also looking at the cow. After a moment of hesitation, Peng Keng walked towards the store, followed closely behind.

There were a few samurai with swords in the shop, discussing the art of riding and archery, and from what they heard, they were going to the capital city of Qufu to join the Ji clan. Ji is old and frail, and people say that among his sons, Ji Sun is the most likely to inherit his position as a prince. And the Ji Sun clan is indeed recruiting troops and expanding their strength.

Peng Keng's gaze swept over the warriors and looked straight at the people sitting at the table on the right hand side of the counter. The man was wearing a hat and covering his face, and was eating steamed cakes and vegetables with his head down. As if sensing Peng Keng's gaze, the man's movements paused, and then slowly raised his head.

He raised his head very slowly, as if he was a little afraid of meeting Peng Keng's gaze, but in the end he did. The man looked at Peng Keng with a somewhat pale face, and when he saw Mao beside Peng Keng, he seemed to have unloaded his burden and let out a sigh of relief. He put down his chopsticks, smiled and said, "There are not many seats, if you don't dislike it, let's sit together." ”

Peng Keng was also polite, sat opposite him, and Mao sat down. Mao knew in his heart that this was the man in black who entered Peng's house twice at night, and he was also the cowherd who mysteriously disappeared from Yanghu's family. But who is he?

The shopkeeper brought Peng Keng and Mao's food, and the man picked up his gourd and poured a glass of wine for Peng Keng and Mao. Peng Keng shook his head: "I don't drink." The man sighed and said, "That's a pity, this is the wine from the Pengjia Hotel at the entrance of Qianjia Village, I ran a long way to buy it." ”

Peng Keng raised his head suddenly, his eyes forced to look at the man, and the man hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't, don't do it, I'm not your opponent." I don't mean anything else, I just want to have a drink when we meet again. ”

Peng Keng said in a low voice: "You know a lot. Who the hell is it?"

The man sighed, "You should know who I am." ”

Peng Keng said: "I want to know your name. If you don't say it, I can ask too. ”

The man smiled, lowered his head and said no more.

Peng Keng slowly lowered his gaze, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all. I don't know why, but I saw that the master and the man had drunk, and they also raised their wine glasses.

Peng Keng entered the middle palace of the man's shrine, looked at the pine crane in front of him, and the man standing in front of him, and said lightly: "If you don't have a defense, you're not afraid that I will kill you?"

The man nodded: "In today's world, whether it is earth hunting or sky hunting, I believe that there is no one who can be stronger than you." You don't have to do anything to me, though. I don't need to keep my name a secret anymore, but I don't think you want your apprentice to hear too much. “

Peng Keng said coldly: "Why do you think so?"

The man suddenly took a step back, clasped his hands into fists, performed a deep Gu Zhou salute, then stood up and said sincerely, "I know your thoughts when I see that you are carrying Mao instead of Kongqiu." I thank you for all of you. ”

Peng Keng's expression was flat, but the white light on his body flickered: "You left such a picture, you expect me to believe it? What's more, you know that I am the leader of the earth hunt, but you dare to show me such a prediction." What would you do if I brought him to the Divine Monarch?"

The man looked at Peng Keng, with regret and respect in his eyes: "Peng Zu, before me, there were also Heavenly Hunters who dealt with you, but none of them succeeded, and two of them died under your hands." But the more we learn about you, the more we realize that you're more than just a hunter leader. You are different from the Yin and Yang Envoys, you are not unconcealed from the Divine Monarch. “

Peng Keng looked at him expressionlessly: "If you can't convince me today, you will be the third Heavenly Hunter I killed with my own hands." It's one thing for me to hide something from the Divine Monarch, and it's another thing to kill the Sky Hunter. ”

The man was undaunted: "If you had brought Kongqiu today, I would have died here long ago." Even if you don't kill me, I will fight to stop you. Even if it is certain death, I will buy time to give Concho a chance to escape. As long as he doesn't fall into the hands of the Divine Monarch, he will always have a chance to understand everything. ”

Peng Keng laughed miserably: "What if he understands everything? Even I can't escape fate, do you really expect him to go against the sky?"

The man shook his head: "If that's what you really think, why did you bring Mao?"

Peng Keng tilted his head and looked at him: "Since you know the Peng Hotel, you should know that I am doing this for Yu'er." ”

The man didn't argue, and smiled slightly: "Maybe you just did it for Yu'er, but no matter what, you kept Kongqiu." That's all that matters. ”

Peng Keng said lightly: "Although you are young, you also have a hundred years of life. I have heard that a man with a green ox has appeared in many countries, and he preaches the cultivation of the soul and the cultivation of qi, and participates in the star salute fight. The Divine Monarch once sent someone to look for it, but he never found it. He never seems to stay in one place for too long. I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, and the Divine Monarch didn't let me do it. I can't believe that you would dare to run so close to Tarzan. If the Divine Monarch knows your exact location, it will make your soul fly in an instant. ”

The man nodded: "I'm not your opponent, and Niangniang can't beat the Divine Monarch." But Skyhunter won't give up, and that's a way I'm working hard. And Kongqiu, if my calculation is correct, he will fight against the Divine Monarch in another way. ”

Peng Keng looked at this person's inner world blankly: "You can still understand your way, Kong Qiu?

The man said in a firm tone, "My method is what I call the Tao, and his method can only be defined by himself." It is not any one person or even one god who can fight against the king of God, but by educating people's hearts. The Tao is one of them, and his will be another. ”

Peng Keng's eyes flashed Kong Qiu's usual words and deeds, and the scenes were as fast as lightning, he suddenly understood, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The man looked at Peng Keng: "What did you think of?"

Peng Keng nodded: "You go, I won't kill you." “

The man saluted Peng Keng with a solemn expression, and then Peng Keng turned around and left the other party's shrine. Behind him, the man shouted loudly: "Peng Zu, my surname is Li, my name is Li Er." ”

By the time he put down his glass, the man had already stood up and walked out the door. Mao subconsciously looked at the master, but the master remained silent, slowly drinking the last glass of wine that the man had poured before leaving. Mao didn't dare to move.

There was a moo of an old cow outside the door, and it gradually faded away.

A samurai with a sword came to Peng Keng's apprentice's table and accosted, "I listened to your conversation just now, and your accent seems to be from the capital?"

Peng Keng nodded: "We are from the capital. ”

The samurai smiled and said, "In that case, you should know what is going on there." I heard that the Ji Sun clan recruited guards, and those who chose were given one tael of gold, and those who were not selected were given one tael of silver, but really?"

Peng Keng sighed: "You are not from the Lu country, why did you come to the Lu country to fight as a soldier?"

The samurai didn't care and said: "What is important to the people of which country, I am from the Song country, but I am poor in the Song country." Although there is a name handed down by an ancestor to the scholars, they can't even afford to drink alcohol. Lu Guo gave a lot of money, and I will be a Lu Guo from now on. ”

Peng Keng thought for a while: "If Lu and Song go to war, can you use a knife and gun to kill the people of Song?"

The samurai also thought for a moment: "Relatives and friends definitely can't. Ordinary soldiers, they don't do me any good, why can't I kill them? Whether it's the Song State or the Lu State, aren't they all countries that only became later, and they were not all the same ancestors at the beginning. Pangu opened the sky, Nuwa created people, if these are true, everyone is muddy, what is the difference. After saying that, I probably thought it was funny, and laughed out loud.

Peng Keng looked out the window, although Mount Tai was still some distance, but the huge silhouette in the gradually darkening sky, it seemed like a sleeping beast squatting between heaven and earth.

Peng Keng took Mao to hurry overnight and ran in the dark night. In the night sky, from time to time, black shadows flew by, sometimes one or two, sometimes more than ten. Mao didn't know why he was rushing overnight, and he didn't know what was in the night sky, so he couldn't help but wonder: "Master, what is flying so fast?"

Peng Keng said lightly: "Blackbird." ”

Mao was surprised and said, "How can a crow bird fly in the sky at night when it returns to its nest at dusk?"

Peng Keng sighed: "They flew out in such a hurry, it means that someone died nearby." ”

Mao didn't understand: "When the person dies, what is the blackbird going to do?"

Peng Keng said: "The blackbird has the ability to collect souls. They can feel the soul that escapes before death. If they're in a hurry, they'll be able to absorb those geistels. Then they will live longer and become smarter. ”

Mao shuddered: "What will happen to these geists if they don't catch up?"

Peng Keng said: "The spirit will slowly lose consciousness, and then it will eventually be attracted to two places, one of which is Taishan. The energy contained in the spirit will be absorbed and will still exist, but it is no longer considered a soul. “

Mao thought for a while: "When we go to Mount Tai, are we going to meet the Divine Monarch you mentioned?"

Peng Keng nodded: "You are a soul hunter, and soul hunters are divided into two categories, sky hunters and earth hunters. You belong to the Earth Hunters, and the God King is the God of all Earth Hunters. If you want to truly become a soul hunter, you must pass the approval of the Divine Monarch. ”

Mao looked at Mount Tai, who was getting closer and closer, and asked softly, "Master, is that person with the green ox a heavenly hunter?"

Peng Keng glanced at him and knew that this apprentice was very clever, and he didn't hide it: "Yes, he is a heavenly hunter." ”

Mao's voice became softer: "What should the Earth Hunter do when he encounters the Sky Hunter?"

Peng Keng said: "We should fight. However, if you are not absolutely sure, it is generally not easy for two soul hunters to compete with each other. It's too dangerous. ”

Mao said as calmly as possible: "That person is definitely not Master's opponent, but Master didn't make a move. ”

Peng Keng nodded: "That's right." Because the Sky Hunter can't kill it all, just as the Earth Hunter can't kill it all. The war between soul hunters has been going on for thousands of years, and it will continue for tens of millions of years, and it doesn't matter if you kill a single person. The most important thing today is to take you on a pilgrimage to the Divine King, and the rest can be done later. ”

After thinking about it, Peng Keng added: "That person's cultivation is very high, although he is not as good as me, but it is more than enough to kill you, in case I am forced to be anxious, fight to the death of the net, if you die, my years of hard work will be in vain." ”

Mao knew that if the man wanted to kill himself, it would be difficult to resist, so he shrunk his neck and stopped talking.

Peng Keng glanced at Mao with a heavy heart, and suddenly said, "It's here, get off the horse." ”