In the fourth year of Jianwen, at the beginning of June, the night is coming to an end.

A horse-drawn carriage trotting down a deep mountain road.

The red horse seemed to be deeply humane, and although there was no coachman in front of the carriage pulling the reins and carrying a whip, it still ran steadily and leisurely.

There wasn't much space in the carriage, and one person was just right. Now there are two figures, one large and one small, which are quite cramped.

The man's face was like frost, the dragon's eyes were cold, he was carrying a long black knife in his hand, his fingers were rubbing between the hilt, and he looked sideways at a weak figure, huddled in the corner of the carriage, whimpering in a low voice.

Eight or nine years old, dressed in emerald green clothes, embroidered with a bird on the chest, forehead, maybe a bird, should be a soft and smooth embroidery thread, crooked, circled a chubby chick, seems to be a beginner's embroidery masterpiece.

The face has not yet grown, with a trace of baby fat, it should have been crying for a long time, the face is like a cat, lifting the wet cuffs, wiping a handful of tears, slender eyes, like a young phoenix bird, the eyes are red, staring at the person fiercely,

"I'm going to find my father, find my sister, and let me go. ”

The big dragon and the small phoenix looked at each other, and a faint murderous aura overflowed the carriage, and the jujube red horse stared at each other, and the sound of a da-

didn't receive a response, Xiaofeng was not discouraged, turned around and pulled the curtain, it was the end of the night struggling, it was dark outside, Xiaofeng's eyes didn't care about the fast horse galloping, the cold wind gusted, and he was about to jump off the carriage.

"Hmph"

With a cold snort, the little girl turned around and came back, sitting upright, a virtuous and virtuous woman, her whole body was stiff, she couldn't control it, only her eyes stared, she squinted her eyes and swept towards the man, gritting her teeth, and her immature voice sounded,

"I can't move again, villain monster, when I learn martial arts, I must kill you. ”

The man nodded, but did not answer, and looked down at the long knife in his hand, his eyes flickering.

The red horse ran in a hurry, the door curtain wind blew, a cool breeze rolled into the car with a familiar atmosphere, the man raised his head, through the gap in the door curtain, a trace of dawn rose, the eastern sky was full of clouds, red like blood, a mountain of smoke wafted, and the fairy spirit was curling.

Mount Qingcheng.

The four famous mountains of Taoism, Dragon and Tiger, Qiyun, Wudang, and Qingcheng.

Qingcheng Mountain, there is Taoist Qingcheng faction, also divided into the inner door and the outer door, the south of the mountain is yang, the north of the mountain is yin, the outer gate of Qingcheng is in the south of Qingcheng Mountain, built according to the mountain, the pavilion is built high, faintly shouting and cheering, it should be to smell the chicken dancing, just the morning exercise.

The carriage stopped at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, and the man got out of the car with the little girl and threw her on the ground. The little girl got up and kicked the man hard, but the little foot hurt and tears rolled around, and she pursed her mouth and glared at him fiercely.

Stretched out his hand and patted the jujube red horse, untied the reins on its body, and watched the free horse bark happily and hide in the mountains and forests, with a smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

On the rocky path on the north side of the mountain, the man carried a long knife, walking slowly, a few feet behind him, the little girl was holding a branch, staring, sweating profusely, shaking step by step, climbing with difficulty, naturally crawling while scolding.

It seems that he is very familiar with Qingcheng Mountain, the man walked all the way, saw the small pool by the stone road, chuckled, bent down, gently picked up a handful, drank a few sips of spring water, and saw the small pavilion also stepped forward, patting the mottled stone pillar, it seemed to be a memory, but also a sigh.

Ignoring the little girl behind her, she stopped and walked like this, turned a boulder, and looked at a cave from a distance.

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

The waves in the eyes are flowing, the past is passing through the heart, the strength is free, like thunder nine nights, the surrounding gravel rolls and retreats, the sound of a bang, the air is suddenly dark and dim, as if the catastrophe is coming.

After a long time, the immature scolding behind him sounded, he exhaled a long breath, looked sideways, two feet away, the little flower cat had become a little gray cat, the vicissitudes of life in his heart weakened slightly, and the corners of the man's mouth curled.

The sound of breaking wind moved, and the man turned to look, two figures, one fat and one thin, both twenty-seven or eighteen years old, full of energy, flashed out of the hole, and swept in front of the man.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold, seeing the person clearly, the fat man looked surprised, hurriedly put away his sword, and was about to rush up, the thin man also had complicated eyes, but he just lowered the long sword in his hand, stretched out his hand to stop the fat man, and his voice was cold,

"Senior brother, you imprisoned yourself in the forbidden land of Qingcheng, and fled without permission, and now you are trespassing on the mountain gate, what is your intention?"

The man smiled lightly, looked at the two of them, with a hint of warmth in his eyes, nodded, and asked softly,

"Where's my sister?"

Before the words fell, a red shadow flashed out, the sky and the earth were hot, a fiery red sword was horizontal in front of him, and a cold voice sounded,

"Zhong Lijiu, since you are out of the forbidden land, don't enter the mountain gate again, don't force me to go out of Qingcheng to kill the order, and retreat quickly. ”

Goodbye childhood sweetheart is already a knife soldier, Zhong Lijiu looked at the woman in red in front of him, the crescent moon bent his eyebrows, smart deer eyes, angry Qiong nose, endured at the corner of his mouth, he hadn't seen him for ten years, he was coquettish, he was still pretty, but there was a trace of fine lines at the corners of his eyes, covering up the boundless loneliness.

Zhong Lijiu looked back at the little girl who was struggling to walk behind him, and said softly to the woman in red,

"I left her behind, and asked my sister to teach and guide, if you don't get angry, serve tea and pour water, chop wood and cook, just live. ”

As soon as the words fell, a small stone flew behind him, as if it had smashed on the back of his head, and the debris was scattered, Zhong Lijiu did not move at all, and saw the woman's eyes fluctuate and glanced at the little gray cat.

He stopped talking, looked at the cave, Zhongli Jiu bowed down, bowed deeply to the cave, and disappeared.

The woman in red's originally angry face suddenly turned cold, her face turned pale, and she looked at the little girl holding the stone in her hand, turning around looking for the figure that was gone, and asked coldly,

"Are you Yang Yuqing's daughter?

Turning her head, the little girl looked at the three people in front of her, fat like a pig, thin like a monkey, this woman in red, like a fierce tigress, thinking of their senior brothers and sisters, it seems that it is a litter of mice, not afraid at all,

"You're the big villain's sister?"

The woman in red lowered the long sword in her hand, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes curved, chuckled, and looked up at the verdant eyes.

Sigh lowly, it's a bad guy indeed. Betrayal, imprisoned, self-destructed for ten years, just because of a trace of news about that woman, he broke out of the mountain, he is indeed a villain, but why can't he forget it?

Turning around and walking towards the cave, a cold voice came,

"Bring her in. ”

Already exhausted, the little girl lay on the back of the fat pig, groggy, unable to sleep, and the group went up and down the dark cave, I don't know how long it took, and her eyes lit up.

I saw that on the halfway up the mountain, the mountain was dug as a hole, the stone masonry was the wall, the sparse light shot down through the stone window, hidden in the belly of the mountain, a green stone courtyard, several spacious high-rise buildings.

Each attic, a stone tablet in front of the door, respectively engraved with a large character of Lishu, soldiers, gas, elephants, and roads.

A few figures flashed between the attics, and when they saw the woman in red, they bowed slightly, and then buried themselves in the book.

The inner door of Buddhism, generally only two or three people, can have more than five people, even if it is a relatively large inner sect, like Songshan Shaolin, the inner door disciples seventy or eighty people, is already the top.

This inner gate of Qingcheng, sweeping the eyes, there are only more than 20 people, but among the many Taoist inner gates, it is already one of the highest four gates.

The little girl naturally didn't know, so she endured her sleepiness, pushed the fat pig away, jumped down, and shouted loudly to the woman in red,

"What about the big bad?"

A strong wind blew, the noise disappeared instantly, the little girl fell to the ground softly, the woman in red shook her head, did not turn back, and said lightly,

"Baby elephant, take her to wash. ”

The big fat man nodded, turned around and hugged the little girl, and walked a few steps, when a cold and hard voice came from behind him.

"Stay in my room from now on. ”

The little girl stayed in this Qingcheng Mountain, serving tea and pouring water, copying classics, chopping wood and cooking, stealing martial arts, and suddenly for five years, before she knew it, she secretly practiced the inner gate of Qingcheng "Fire Phoenix Decision" and "Hundred Soldiers".

The inner gate of Qingcheng, with the breath of the five elements as the way of practice, gold, wood, water, fire and earth each have a top law, the fire line is the "fire phoenix decision", and the gold line is "the direction of a hundred soldiers".

These five kinds of law decisions, those who are not qualified and extraordinary, can't comprehend what happens, the little girl naturally doesn't know, but she just thinks it's quite useless to copy, so she chose to practice secretly. But since it may have been practiced, the revenge is also on the agenda.

planned a meticulous escape plan to escape from Qingcheng Mountain, assassinate Zhu Di, the king of Yan, Yao Guangxiao, the black-clothed prime minister, and Zhong Lijiu, the big villain.

Unexpectedly, it was very easy to escape from Qingcheng Mountain, stealing the dark long sword placed on the top in the military building, and met the fat pig fishing halfway, this person seemed to have lost all his martial arts, and he did not have the passion of chasing himself for two days and two nights a year ago, dozing off, and not knowing.

When I arrived in Jinling, I hid in the cave of Zhongshan, while closing my eyes and pranayama, my mind was flying wildly.

The emperor must be living in the palace, and there are many masters, although the first one should be killed, but the situation is unknown, so let's try it first.

Yao Guangxiao, an old bald donkey, lives in Jiming Temple, and has been followed several times, as if he has no kung fu on his body, just a thief in troubled times full of tricks and tricks, so let's take him first.

I opened my eyes, stared at the dark cave, the chill in my eyes flickered, and I thought of Zhong Lijiu, who was carrying my mother's long knife, and frowned, that kung fu that can make people fix, I have tested it a few times against the little snake and toad in Qingcheng Mountain, and it was either burned to ashes or cut into meat sauce, it seems that it should be witchcraft.

But this person seems to have no trace, he has been in Jinling for more than half a month, and he has not found any shadow at all, hmph, the sinister villain, he does not dare to appear in a sunny place.

With a cold snort, he got up and got out of the cave, the bright moon was in the sky, and it was not suitable for assassination, but since it was to kill an old bald donkey who was powerless, he didn't have to be so careful.

Flying all the way, hiding far away in the alley at the entrance of Jiming Temple, pressing his breath, squinting at the eyes of the still immature young phoenix, staring at the gate of Jiming Temple.

This traitor bald donkey Yao Guangxiao has been going out of Zhengyang Gate every day for a while, walking back to Jiming Temple, entering from the gate, there is no guard, the traitor is very rampant, it's really damned.

Looking up at the bright moon that has reached the middle of the sky, the footsteps in his ears sounded, even but slightly stagnant, like ordinary people, well, he really doesn't know kung fu, slowly poked his head out, and a thin but tall figure slowly walked to the door of Jiming Temple.

The real air turned, the long sword on his waist was slightly unsheathed, the killing intent was scattered, and he was about to dodge out and shout that the thief would cut off his head with a sword by the way, the temple door opened, and a figure stepped out and stood beside the old bald donkey.

The long black knife on his waist is extremely familiar, it is his mother's knife, and there is a jade wine jug hanging on the other side, and he looks up and sweeps it away, and he is furious in an instant, it is that person, Zhong Lijiu.

Seeing the two of them in embarrassment, he whispered a stick of incense after bowing his hand, and then Zhongli Jiu turned to leave, and the old bald donkey also pushed open the door and entered the Jiming Temple.

I forgot about killing the old bald donkey, and lowered her breath, and the little girl followed Zhongli Jiu's figure from a distance, hiding and hiding all the way to the shore of Xuanwu Lake.

I can't figure out what the traitor Zhong Lijiu thinks, the little girl peeked at him sitting on the big rock by the lake, looking at the churning lake, reaching out and stroking the jagged wildflowers in his hand, looking up and seeing the bright moon in the sky, he poured a big sip of wine, laughed, and Lang Lang's voice came,

Xiaocao is too anxious, and endures the spring cold at night.

When the earthly month is empty, the surplus and deficiency are not arbitrary.

The wave seems to be happy, but the sword blade is frosty.

Astringent, astringent and turbid wine, long and fragrant.

After speaking, he poured another big sip of wine, laughed loudly, and was extremely happy.

The little assassin was born in a scholarly family, he was not stupid, when he heard this indistinguishable and uneven verse, he pulled down the corners of his mouth, knew that his traces were exposed, and no longer hiding, he stood up from behind the stone, step by step, walked behind him, raised his hand and a stone whined, smashed on the back of the head, no accident, and it burst into the air again,

"Turn around, we Tie family people will not kill people behind our backs. ”

Zhongli Jiu turned to the side and looked behind him, the phoenix eyes became more and more charming, the wine was surging, the drunken eyes were hazy, and the people were also hazy.

"Long time no see"