In the distance of the yurt, there are many phantoms on the boundary like the Tianshan Mountains, and the phantoms hovering above the Tianshan Mountains seem to be the strange solitary peaks that rise around the Tianshan Mountains, which has a sense of strange rocks, but this strange stone is too huge, and the phantoms are too conspicuous.

The oppression like the top of the Tianshan Mountains was transmitted from the shadows surrounding the Tianshan Mountains, and the distance made Zhuma feel like a great enemy, even at this time, he was angry with the Buddha Vajra, and he seemed as small as sand.

"Desolate beasts in the Heavenly Mountains. Xiaoman was not afraid, but his expression was very serious, and he glanced at the yurt where Su Qi was with some worry.

Near the Tianshan Mountains, no one dared to live for a long time except for the strong old men of Xiaoman and Li Batian, Xiaoman was far away from the clansmen, and even if he called for help at this time, it was too late to pin his hopes on the senior brother of the academy.

Holding an ancient book in his hand and a ring ruler in his hand, the appearance of this teacher seems very weak, but it is precisely because of this weak teacher that the desolate beasts on the Tianshan Mountain have released their coercion from afar but have not approached.

"Ann. Kong Mo yawned, leaned lazily against the log railing fixed behind him, turned a page of the book, and continued to read it as if he were not looking.

Of course, this is just because the words are too simple, but when Kong Mo said "An" Xiaoman and Zhuma were relieved, naturally not because of this word, but because this word was said by his eldest brother, her eldest brother Kong Mo.

Since he reassured them, it was naturally fine, this was unconditional trust, not because of how powerful and mysterious Kong Mo was, but because he was there, unless he fell into the Infernal Hell, no villain would be able to cross the thunder pool one step!

The heavens seemed to be infected by Kong Mo's confidence and casualness, and even confirmed his words, the coercion on Zhuma and Xiaoman's bodies dissipated, the world seemed to be quiet again, there seemed to be an eagle flying in the sky, there seemed to be a wind sweeping on the ground, all uneasiness disappeared, except for the eagle, continue to fly, the wind, continue to blow.

It was quiet but not quiet, because Kong Mo, who had been reading quietly, carefully closed the ancient book and hung the ring ruler around his waist.

Closing the book is naturally not suitable for reading at this time, and the ring ruler hanging on the waist is naturally not to use force, and if it is not to use force, it is natural to meet guests.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. Kong Mo stepped out and walked dozens of meters to a stone table in front of Zhuma, sat down casually and said: "Xiaoman, for my brother, I haven't drunk a pot of your goat's milk wine for a long time, and I haven't eaten a mouthful of stewed mutton, so you can make me straighten up in front of my friends! ”

"Hmm. Xiao Man agreed, turned around and prepared to go.

As for Zhuma, he is naturally stupid to follow behind this Xiaoman's sister, and the senior brother doesn't need to protect himself, so he naturally has to protect Xiaoman, the so-called junior brother is too old to stay, but Kong Mo is also happy to see the stupid monk who follows Xiaoman.

"We thought it was the same when we were younger. The voice is strong and full of energy, and it is natural for a strong man to say it.

It's just that this strong man is too strong, up to a foot high, wearing a coat made of ferret fur, and his yellow hair has been neatly combed one by one, although it is long but not messy, but with the wind, some strands of hair will float out to make him look a little melancholy.

"Young, you weren't like this when you were young, it was a punch impact, invincible, so domineering like His Majesty Taizong back then. ”

"Your Majesty Taizong" The man pondered for a moment, thinking of some of the past, the sorrow on his face relaxed a little, but it was only a little, he still looked so sad and sad, he said: "Your Majesty Taizong has guarded the Tianshan Mountain for a few years, and the wild beasts on the Tianshan Mountain have hated him for a few years, if the old guys on the top of the Tianshan Mountain are really angry, I am afraid that it will be a little troublesome." ”

"Isn't there still you? our allies, the Four Kings of the Tianshan Mountains, the Tiger King"

"Whew"

The voice was very immature, as if he was yawning, and when this voice interrupted Kong Mo's words, he seemed very happy and said, "Smooth?"

The man nodded, then shook his head again.

There was a tacit understanding between the two old friends, so at this time, Kong Mo also had a trace of sorrow on his face, as if the ink in the clear water could not be opened, condensed, and frowned.

"Hey, it's the Tiger King. ”

Xiao Man looked very relaxed but looked at the Tiger King very seriously, as for the bamboo horse behind him, he didn't think so much, he was holding a large clay pot, and he was carrying a large vat of mare's milk wine with a back basket behind him, and he was careful step by step, afraid that the milky white soup in the clay pot would spill out.

"Little man, I haven't seen you for a long time. The Tiger King smiled slightly, but only reluctantly, because there was a touch of sadness in his laughter.

Xiaoman hugged his fists, came to the set of the children of the rivers and lakes to salute, did not say anything, signaled Zhuma to put down the clay pot, put down the wine jar, she first put two porcelain bowls and felt that it was inappropriate, patted Zhuma on the shoulder and asked him to work harder and then go to hold a vat of mare's milk wine.

Oh

The childish howl seemed more sober, and the Tiger King's mink coat stirred twice, followed by a howl of dissatisfaction.

Hearing this immature howl, the Tiger King really smiled, a very serious and happy smile.

He gently pulled open the gap in his mink coat, only to see a black shadow flash, and the porcelain bowl was knocked down and rolled down into the grass, but fortunately it was not broken.

There was a little guy with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain on the stone table, and the little tiger who had not yet grown teeth kept chewing on the fragrant mutton pieces, and then found that he couldn't chew it and swallowed it with his head held high.

Now something happened, the mutton was stuck in the little guy's throat, he couldn't swallow it, and he screamed in pain.

The Tiger King, one of the four kings of the Tianshan Mountains, was out of proportion, and the speed was so fast that before Xiao Man could react, he poured a few large mouthfuls of mare's milk wine into the little guy.

The lamb that was naturally stuck in the mare's milk wine was in the stomach, but the little guy staggered two steps, but he lay on the stone table and snored, obviously drinking too much.

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"This little guy is just a little sleepy, but he is very obedient, and he doesn't care about anything when he is full. The Tiger King smiled and said, looking very happy.

Kong Mo looked at it lightly, smiled faintly, and finally sighed.

"He" Xiaoman naturally refers to the little guy, but he never says anything.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little awkward, but this embarrassment disappeared with Zhu Ma bringing another jar of mare's milk wine, and the Tiger King raised the wine jar, looked at Kong Mo and smiled: "The amount of alcohol is still so bad?"

Kong Mo seemed to be interested, and said with a smile: "Over the years, I have been lucky to follow the second junior brother, and the third junior brother has practiced some wine, and it shouldn't be bad." ”

"You should practice your drinking, otherwise how can you be nostalgic for spring flowers and autumn moons?"

"So I'm practicing, and I'm going to drink with you. Kong Mo said very seriously.

"Drink so!"

He is very chic, no different from when he was young, except for a hint of sadness between his eyebrows.

"If you had this sorrow back then, I'm afraid that the Oiran of Angsana Lou would not have taken a fancy to Qingfeng. Kong Mo smiled and drank, and there was also that sorrow between his eyebrows.

A touch of sorrow locks the spring and autumn, the Taoist makes all kinds of intentions in his heart, when he was young and laughed wildly, at this time, he naturally took a dry mouthful!