In the early morning after a night of silence, the forest still exudes the earthy smell of dew wetting the land, Gu Changsheng looked at the crystal clear Qingshui River in front of him and the lush green green mountain across the road ahead, and thought of a poem seen in the book, "The river is a green Luo belt, and the mountains are like jade hairpins", which is very suitable to describe the green mountains and green waters.

After eating a little dry food, it was time to set off, packed his bags and packages, Gu Changsheng bowed deeply to the old tree, and then turned around and walked with Lao Li on the road, walking to the river, the water is not very deep, and it can be completely flowed through.

Gu Changsheng took off his straw sandals and put them aside, and put down the green turtle in his hand. Rolling up his sleeves and walking to the river, he straightened and stabilized the crossing stones one by one, adjusted the distance, and stepped on it again, all of which were confirmed to be stable.

Lao Li watched quietly by the river with his burden on his back, and had no intention of stepping forward to help, because the young master must have done much better than himself in these things, and there was no need for him to make trouble.

After Gu Changming straightened all the crossing stones in the river one by one, he walked to the river and stepped on straw sandals, picked up the little green turtle and put it on his shoulder, took his burden from Lao Li's hand, and carried it on his back. Stepping on the crossing stone he had just set up and crossed the Qingshui River, Lao Li followed behind.

The early morning trails are still a little humid and a little mist, and walking in them is a special taste. Aoki Mountain, a hill that is not too high, is full of trees with blue bark, green trees are dense and tough, and belong to good materials, but they are not thick, and the largest is only the thickness of adult calves. Mt. Aoki is named after this tree, and the leaves of the green trees are small and slender, green and rough, and full of branches, making this mountain look like a cluster of enlarged green bushes from a distance.

Aoki Mountain separates Anping Town and Lianghe Town, Anping Town and Lianghe Town are both small towns with sesame mung beans in the Win Dynasty, there are not many villages in a town and few connections, and each village basically lives an isolated life, making a living by eating from the sky.

At the foot of Mt. Aoki is a small village that farms and hunts.

The narrow trails on Mt. Aoki should have been untouched for many years, and some sections were overgrown with weeds or thorns. So Lao Li held a short knife in front of him, and Gu Changming followed behind with a turquoise walking stick.

The short knife was taken out by Lao Li from the black cloth package behind him, the black cloth was as black as the night, the package was not large, but the contents could be described as everything, clothes, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, flint...... As long as you need to use it, it seems to be in the black cloth package, in Lao Li's words, "This is a treasure chest for trekking mountains and rivers, as long as it is common in towns above the county level, it is not a rare thing." ”

Lao Li walked in front of him and opened the way with a knife in his hand, and the short knife in his hand should be a bit of an elaborate object. The handle of the knife is dark red, and there are some lines engraved on the handle, which should be used to increase the roughness and anti-slip, and it is not beautiful. The blade of the knife is straight and bright, the back of the knife is about half an inch back, the blade of the knife in Lao Li's hand has not yet touched the thorn branches, those thorn branches have been paragraphed, the fracture is smooth, and then Lao Li patted both sides of the trail with a light tap of the blade, leaving only a clean and neat path.

Lao Li explained that although this short knife was forged by the people of the Mo family, it was just a defective product that was abandoned at the beginning of forging, and it was not a sharp weapon, and it had nothing to do with divine weapons, but it was more than enough to deal with these plants and trees. And the real magic weapons are all able to open mountains and cut off waters, and the blades do not break, and even children can exert great power even if they hold them.

"It's better to have fewer of these divine soldiers. Gu Changsheng said softly.

Lao Li knew what Gu Changsheng meant, so he said: "The old slave doesn't think so, although the weapon is sharp, after all, it is used by people, even if there are no these divine weapons, there are still many people in this world who can open mountains and cut off water with their bare hands, so what should be done? What is dangerous is not the sharp weapon, not the ability to cultivate, the important thing is the human heart." ”

"What if those mighty people do crazy things and let their hearts believe in them?" Gu Changsheng asked.

"So there are thousands of rules in this world, and there are also saints of all families, if anyone breaks the rules, someone will let him stop the precipice, how can he be willing to do it? Just like the old slave came to take the young master back to the royal city this time, why did the old slave only come secretly? Why can he only trek through mountains and rivers like this? In addition to being afraid of being hurt by some people, the young master is also bound by the rules and regulations of this world. For example, why did the old tree do a good thing, but it did not hurt others, but there was a thunderbolt falling? It was also because of the word rules. It is precisely with this rule that the world can be the world. Whether it is the human race, the demon race, the sea race, or the barbarian race, they all have their own rules. The old slave looked at who is the biggest in the world? No, there are only two words, and no one can escape these two words. And how the rules came about, the old slave doesn't know. Lao Li replied with a smile.

"Taught," Gu Changsheng said to Lao Li.

"The young master is tormenting the old slave, and the old slave is also full of nonsense, saying what many people think, as for the old slave himself, he is just a frog at the bottom of the well, he understands the vastness of the sky, and he just says something in his own circle. As for those truths, the saints of various families have thought about it for hundreds or even thousands of years without a clear answer, and they have fought for hundreds of thousands of years without fighting for right or wrong. Lao Li turned to Gu Changsheng and said.

Lao Li You added: "But the young master can think about it, the old slave can't figure it out, and he doesn't want to think about it, the young master can think about it, it's okay if he can't figure it out now, see more in the future, see more, maybe he will come up with the answer......?"

"Well-informed?" Gu Changsheng reminded

"Yes, yes, it's just that you're well-informed, it's different if the young master is a scholar, unlike an old slave and a rough man. Readers are good, readers are good, I win the dynasty values readers the most, and I respect readers the most...... Hey, it's far away, it's far away. But don't be too long-winded with old slaves, it's always right to read more books. Lao Li said.

"Well, I'll try to read as many books as I can. Gu Changming said, Gu Changsheng actually doesn't have much enthusiasm for reading, but thinking about it, it's always right to read more books.

Although the mountain is not high, the road is difficult to walk. I walked for a long time, but I only just reached the mountainside. This trail, most of them are black stone hard ballast, the feet of the cushion are painful, Gu Changsheng has been running all over the mountains since he was a child, and he has been walking for a long time, but he can't stand it.

The hand holding the walking stick was also a little painful, and Lao Li saw that Gu Changsheng was a little tired, so he proposed to sit down and rest, it happened to be almost noon, and it was not too late to eat something and leave.

Gu Changsheng did not refuse, so the master and servant chose a shady place to sit down and rest. The mountains and forests at noon were a little strange, silent, and there was not even a single cicada chirping.

However, Gu Changsheng didn't notice this, because the word "rules" was still lingering in his mind.