Early the next morning, Nini took out the family's horses, considering that the little monk and I could not ride horses, and finally the little monk and the master rode a horse, and Nini and I rode a horse.

At first, when the little monk heard that he was going to ride a horse with Zhang Daoyi, he muttered non-stop, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

However, after the master rewarded the two bursting chestnuts and said, "Since you are not happy, then you don't have to go", the little monk quickly got on the horse, which was called a Ma Yu.

After saying goodbye to Nini's family, we rode off on horseback.

I and Zhang Daoyi, the little monk, Nini four people, all the way to eat and sleep, arrived in Bazhong, first in Bazhong Buddha Temple for two days, these two days we were not idle, the master helped the little monk to get a monk to open the blessing of the demon pestle. With the assistance of the host of the Big Buddha Temple, I found another swordsmith and helped me get a one-finger-wide umbrella sword.

Legend has it that the ancestor who gave me the sword seems to have worshipped a person named Ou Yezi, and now he is already a member of the Great Buddha Temple, even if the abbot opened his mouth, he did not let him pick up the hammer again, but just gave us this umbrella sword that he treasured.

The blade of the sword is only a finger wide, as thin as autumn water but extremely sharp, a sword slashes down the thumb-thick steel bar is cut in unison, and the scabbard is cleverly designed on an umbrella, as long as the hidden light is buckled, it is able to draw the long sword.

And just when I was curious why I put such a good sword in an umbrella, the master's words suddenly made me overjoyed.

This loose sword, both the sword body and the umbrella body, are forged from a piece of extraterrestrial meteorite, the sword can blow hair and break hair, and the umbrella can resist the attack of the sharpest weapons, this is completely an attack and defense as one of the treasures.

Nini also has her own weapons, which are two short knives three feet long, and they emit a cold light all over her body, and I heard that this is also the master who helped her get it.

The little monk looked at my and Nini's weapons, and after glancing at his bulky demon-slaying pestle like a mallet, he suddenly muttered with a dark face: "Hey, I'm just carrying a mallet, one of the two precious apprentices of the family uses an umbrella sword that integrates attack and defense, and the other uses a short knife that is shiny with cold light. ”。

The master smiled and said: "Don't be dissatisfied, this thing is the most powerful thing, although the weapons of my two apprentices are good, but they are just sharp weapons, your demon pestle is the treasure of the Great Buddha Temple, after the blessing of the monk to destroy the demon is indestructible, if you really don't want it, then bring it."

When the little monk heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately hugged him in his arms like a miser.

Everything was ready, we took stock of our equipment, removed all the unnecessary things, and kept everything as simple as possible, carrying too many things in the deep old forest was too exhausting.

Finally, after packing up our respective weapons, we brought enough dry food and water to eat, and finally the master asked for a few bottles of gold sore medicine from the abbot, and after a little rectification, we set off.

We rode along Ankang Avenue and rested for the night at the nearest North Shrine Temple. Our destination is Rattle Hill, the most central part of Ba, which is densely wooded.

Riding a horse on a bumpy road, and the potholes on the road are not fast, so it is difficult for horses to walk on these roads full of gravel and potholes.

Especially thinking about me and the little monk who are riding on the horse's buttocks, the whole person's lower body feels like it is not his own, and he is in pain.

The master and Nini are okay, probably used to riding horses on weekdays, they don't care at all, there are talking and laughing, plus mosquito bites in the wilderness, people exposed to the scorching sun have a sense of fainting, although I have been pampered since I was a child, but after a few years of upheaval and displacement, I can be regarded as a qualified person who can endure hardships, but it is still a little unbearable.

I looked at the towering peaks and thorny woods on both sides of the road, and I was still a little nervous, this is the bright road like this, if you enter the mountain, it is really unimaginable.

The little monk clutched Zhang Daoyi's clothes tightly, his whole body was trembling, his eyes were half-closed, and he cursed repeatedly: "Fuck, the eggs sitting on the horse ingots are squeezed, I'm full, I said Ziyang, are you tired, no, let's go down for a walk, what do you think?" If I go on like this, I really want to be a monk for the rest of my life."

Nini glanced at the little monk and said disappreciatively: "Aren't you a monk now, do you have any ideas that you can't do if you don't become a monk in your life?" “。

Zhang Daoyi glanced at us with a smile, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and hummed a little song relatively relaxed.

I smiled and said to the little monk: "You have escaped into the empty door, this life is the life of a monk, do you still plan to marry a monk who is not a monk for a lifetime?" ”。

The little monk gave us a blank look and said, "You can't be a monk for a lifetime!" Like me, who is pink and tender, being a monk for a lifetime is a loss in the women's world, how many women have to cry and faint in the toilet, by the way, Nini, you are also one of them! ”。

"You think beautifully, flower monk" Nini gave the little monk a white look, and stopped talking.

The master glanced at the listless us and said, "We are all holding on, and after walking twenty or thirty miles, we will arrive at Taoshuzui, and then we will rest for a night before setting off."

Looking in the direction pointed by the master, the trees in front of me are dense and the mountains are forested, and the ghost knows how long it will take to get there, anyway, I am now the ram tied to the bench, whether I want to shave or cut the eggs, I have to follow the master's convenience.

After walking in the mountains for three or four hours, I finally saw the inn that the master had mentioned, and there was a lonely inn at the foot of Rattle Mountain.

Finally arrived, I jumped off the horse, and suddenly felt that the whole lower body was unconscious, both legs were trembling, especially the hot pain in the hips, I felt that the bones of the whole person were about to fall apart, and when I looked back at the little monk, he was no better than me.

Guarding the inn is an old man, with an eight or nine-year-old child, named Xiao Yun'er, as soon as I enter the door, I feel a cold breath, when I turn around and enter the lobby, I see that there are neat coffins on both sides.

I suddenly asked with some skepticism, "Are you sure this is an inn?" How do I feel like we're in a coffin? “。

The master called the shopkeeper to come out and pay the money, and when the shopkeeper took the little girl to cook, he said to us: "This is an inn on the surface, but in fact it is Yizhuang, a place for the dead to live, and some corpse chasers drive corpses from other places to pass by the place where they rest at night, and there is no fuss."

Saying this, Xiao Yun'er obediently carried a pot of tea and brought it to us, looking at this cute little child, Nini suddenly overflowed with motherhood, took the tea from her hand and hugged it.