Chapter Eighty-Seven: Descending the Mountain

"Oh, just go." Hearing the young man's words, the master put down the wine bowl, wiped his mouth, and replied to the young man casually.

And after the young man finished speaking, he turned around and left, whether he heard my master's words or not, it was doubtful, he was really proud.

And Daxing Dawu looked at the master with some worry, but the master glanced at Daxing Dawu, and then stood up with some drunkenness, and said: "What are you worried about, if the good thing is not punished for you until now, and there is no special call for you to go, it means that Dawu Buden has decided not to deal with you." ”

"Whether the big witch is worried about me and punishes me, I don't care about Jiang Lao'er, I'm just worried that no matter what the result is, you must not be excited, you will not be soft all your life, but when the big witch was young, he was a strong and stubborn, and ten cows couldn't pull back the master he decided, you" Daxing Dawu inevitably said a few words when he talked about this.

But the master just looked at him with a smile and didn't answer, until he saw that Daxing Dawu had no intention of ending, and then patted him on the shoulder and said, "You and my buddy's fate has been so many years, do you think I am going to be lost here?" Don't worry. ”

While Master was speaking, I also stood up, drank a few sips of hot soup to relieve my drinking, patted my clothes, and prepared to go with Master.

I didn't want to go, but the master pressed me to the table and sat down, and said, "Chengyi, it's good for me to go alone this time." ”

"Master" I don't understand what Master means.

But Master looked at me with a kind of insistence in his eyes that he would not back down, and then he didn't speak, just patted me on the shoulder, turned around and left.

I looked at the back of the master leaving, picked up the wine bowl, and didn't move for a long time, but Daxing Dawu urged me: "Chengyi, you really don't go?" ”

At this time, I took a sip of wine, put down the wine bowl, sandwiched a chopstick dish, and stuffed it into my mouth before saying, "No need to go, Master has already made up his mind, he wants to go to see Buden Dawu alone." I think there are things he can't say to my face, he doesn't want me to know. ”

"You know? When did he ever say such a thing to you? "Daxing Dawu thinks it's strange, maybe he can't understand this tacit understanding between me and Master.

"Haha, I just know. Daxing Dawu Next, I'll accompany you not to get drunk and not return. As I spoke, I raised the bowl, and I felt a strange peace in my heart, and this calm was something that I knew that Master would not be in any danger.

But in this peaceful calm, I had a hint of sadness, but I didn't know why, and I didn't say anything, I just wanted to get drunk.

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Said to get drunk, I really got drunk, the rice wine is sweet, the entrance is peaceful, but the stamina is incomparably long this drunk, my last memory is that I collapsed in the lobby, and then I knew everything.

The next day, I was awakened by Master's gentle wiping of my face and opened my eyes, and saw Master's calm and kind gaze, and a handkerchief with just the right temperature was wiped on my face, which also took away a trace of the heaviness of my brain after drinking.

As I said, Master rarely has such a warm time, and I often wonder if His warmth often waits until the dead of night, when I am asleep, to look at my sleeping face, and occasionally reveal a little bit.

But today he was so gentle again that I wondered if I was hallucinating while drunk.

"Awake?" Seeing that I opened my eyes, Master put the veil on my face, and the kind of loving look in my eyes also retracted, and it became so awkward to become calm.

I complained secretly in my heart, then grabbed the handkerchief and wiped my face, and sat up with a heavy head, after this movement, I knew that what I saw just now was indeed true, and I don't know what the master said in the conversation with the master yesterday, and what stimulated me to suddenly do this?

"Master, how was your conversation with Master Buden yesterday?" Actually, I really wanted to know why Master was like this, but when the words came to my lips, it became this.

There are some trivial things that I can't say, and there is no way to ask, and the long-term relationship between Master and I has also determined that Master and I will not ask about any topics of warmth.

"The result is very good, he will let the hadron go down the mountain, and because of the hadron, he will send someone to escort us all the way to the snow-capped mountain." The Master was standing by the window, and at this time he was filling the dry tobacco leaves, and he answered very directly, but I couldn't see any joy on his face, as if all this was taken for granted.

"Really? Master, does that cost us? Is this a good thing? "But I'm so excited, what could be better than this? After coming out of the bamboo forest, Master and I have lived a life of exile for almost more than a month, and this time not only can we achieve our original goal, but how can I not be happy that we can get rid of such a life.

"What do I have to lie to you, it's true. And what doesn't we have to give? "Master lit a dry cigarette, and the early morning sun hit the side face of Master standing by the window, making his outline a little blurry, and I couldn't see his expression clearly when I squinted.

"Then Master, what did you say to Master Buden? Can he give such conditions? "I don't know why, I am full of doubts.

"It's nothing, I analyzed some of the situation and told him that as for protecting us all the way to the snowy mountains, it is because the strong son is going to follow us, and naturally he wants to protect our safety." Smoke came out of Master's nose and mouth, and his tone became more and more flat, as if it were just an unusually trivial matter.

However, judging from my short contact with Budden Witch, this will definitely not be an easy thing, that Budden Witch has a strange temper and Daxing Witch has also commented that Budden Witch is a strong and stubborn person.

Maybe seeing that I still wanted to ask, the master added: "In short, you don't have to think so much this time, the people from the Ancestral Witch Eighteen Villages will first escort us to the junction of the Snow Mountain First Line, and then we will wait there for the strong son Snow Mountain First Line's hidden strength, except for the Snow Mountain First Line's own people, no one knows at all, because it is unknown, so there is no force that dares to provoke the Snow Mountain First Line." If you wait for hadrons at the junction of the first vein of the snowy mountains, there will be a lot less work. ”

"Then the hadron won't go with us first?" I subconsciously asked.

"Well, give him some more time, it's good for him." Master ended the conversation with such a simple sentence, and then talked to me about some of them, and after breakfast at Daxing Dawu, someone came to the door and said that he was going to escort us down the mountain.

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A sect power, no matter what form it takes, whether it is an orthodox sect, or an ethnic group, or even a family, should never underestimate some of the things they are hiding.

When Master and I were taken down the mountain, we were still blindfolded, but it was obvious that we were not walking the same path as when we went up the mountain, and I even judged from the smell that was unique to the underground that we had been walking underground.

We don't know the exact time, but people have a general sense of time, and I think it took at least 5 hours to walk through it, and it was faster on horseback than on foot.

I'm just thinking, if these underground secret passages are not natural like the secret passages of the Snake Gate, if they are artificial, then how big of a project will it be? And how many generations have accumulated.

Master and I don't know where the person who took us down the mountain would take us or where we would stay. Because we were not in a hurry to go up the mountain, in short, we finally went down the mountain with enough rest and stop-and-go, and when the blindfold was removed, it was early in the morning, that is to say, we walked through the mountain for a day and a night, and the place where we settled was no longer that town, but a strange and uninhabited suburb.

When we were sent here, the three or four people who escorted us down the mountain also led the horses and stopped, and one of them spoke better Chinese, and he was also the one he occasionally chatted with on the way, and said to us: "This place should be safe, at least no one will find you here, you wait here first, it should not be long, and the person who will pick you up will come to you." ”

After saying that, these people handed over my and Master's luggage to us, and they didn't leave a single word left, and led the horses and left.

This makes me sigh, this ancestor and witch of the eighteenth generation is really a 'mystery' without a beginning and an end?

There was no other way, Master and I could only wait at the foot of this bushy and overgrown mountain, and in less than half an hour, a chaotic sound of footsteps appeared nearby.

People, are you coming?