Since the mountain fire caused by Lingwa that day, the people of Wanlai Town, the legend about this child has disappeared!

Thinking about Wan Shichang's eldest son, called Wan Jinbao, a thirty-year-old, strong-blooded and strong Biao Khan, who has been practicing martial arts with the specially invited martial artist at home since he was a child, he is six feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, long and majestic, and speaks the same as Wan Shichang, the lion roars and thunders, shocking the Quartet-

That day, he took everyone up the mountain, and saw his brother who was stunned by the flying rocks, and he also saw Lingwa clearly, and after thinking about it carefully, he seemed to recognize Lingwa, who had seen it on another street in the town?

Since there was a main formation of officers and soldiers at that time, it was inconvenient for him to do so, and he could not figure out the situation, so he withdrew from the mountain with the crowd. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After coming back, everyone speculated that it was incredible?

Since ancient times, Beishan has been so dangerous that adults dare not go up the mountain, let alone a child? Is he a human being or not a human being?

So, as soon as Master Wan's happy event passed, the next day, he deliberately walked to Boss Wan's noodle restaurant to find Leng Banxian in person.

found Leng Banxian, just said to take some herbs to treat bruises, and then chatted with the old man casually, asking him if he had a grandson?

When Leng Banxian heard this, he panicked in his heart, thinking that this kid wouldn't cause trouble again and provoke Master Wanda's family, right?

If there is anyone who offends the eldest young master, please bear with me!

When Na Wan Jinbao saw the old man, he was scared when he mentioned the child, and he knew eight or nine in his heart. I think that the child must have a background, and he must find out. The money for buying herbs was exactly the same, and it was put on the small square table of Leng Banxian in a regular manner.

This abnormal behavior made the old man even more uneasy, thinking that these ruffians and hooligans, who do evil and lawlessness on weekdays, can see you twice when they meet, and don't look for you, which is a blessing, and never dreamed that they would come to the door to buy herbs in person?

My heart is even more up and down, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse?

So, one morning, Lingwa, as usual, got up early, took the cake prepared by the old man, filled the water hyacinth with water, and rushed to Beishan again, but this day was different from usual, she didn't go far, followed by two big men?

Always keep a distance of one mile from Lingwa, and can't see each other's appearance clearly? Lingwa thought to herself, maybe it's the people who go hunting or collecting firewood, right? Thinking that they are all going on adventures, I went to learn kung fu, and the lame master not only taught kung fu, but also helped me get firewood, which was much more advantageous than them.

Ignore them and go their own way. ran so fast that he threw off the two adults far away.

The two men in short clothes and waists, who couldn't keep up with the trotting all the way for a long time, became more and more incredible, thinking where we were children, it was just a little hot wheel!

When they reached the foot of the mountain and looked up, Lingwa had already climbed halfway up the mountain.

The two of them were panting, sweating profusely, sighing at each other, not daring to stop, continuing to climb the mountain, trying to catch up with Lingwa.

The two of them climbed one after the other, and the person who walked behind was suddenly frightened by a small bowl of stones, and they didn't dare to go up again?

It flew from nowhere, and it slammed into the cliff next to him, and smashed a small hole, and the stone shattered, and grazed his scalp.

It was thrilling, as if it was a second away from death!

His whole body suddenly went limp, and he clung to a small tree and squatted on the ground, his face turned purple, and he didn't dare to move!

The man in front only heard a snap, looked back, and saw that his companion was already half frightened to death, thinking that he had broken a stone, and couldn't help but smile faintly, "Coward!"

"Why are you going, what are you afraid of?" and "What are you afraid of?"

No matter how he pulled it up, Na Dongzi looked at the stone pit next to him, the six gods had no owner, and he was stupid and only panting, unable to speak.

When the man saw this, he had already guessed in his heart, could it be that someone was throwing stones at the bottom of the mountain?

Wipe a handful of sweat on your body, and when you are at a loss, you unexpectedly bump into a hard thing you are carrying, and suddenly you have the guts, and you forget that you still have a machete on your body!

Pulled out with a whoosh, the steel knife was bright, and he was a lot more courageous, and said loudly:

"Let's go, afraid of a bird? The children have gone up, and the old men can't go up, strange thing? I want to see if it's a human or a ghost—"

Then he went to pull the man again, but he still couldn't pull it. Then he scolded:

"It's useless, turtle, king, turtle! Just sit on the ground! Give me your knife—" Then he pulled out the man's big knife, one in one hand, and waved both knives,

"Watch me chase that kid!"

Turned around and just took two steps, but unexpectedly, a big rock flew behind him, slammed on the vest, and suddenly there was a huge pain in his back, he had difficulty breathing, his waist couldn't stand upright, he lost consciousness all over his body, he didn't listen to the call, he struggled desperately to turn around, his expression was painful and difficult, and he looked at Dongzi who was still in a daze on the ground, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth,

"You, you-"

At last he fell down with a thud, and Na Dongzi watched him roll down the ravine like a stack of wood! The snowy steel knife, thrown aside, was even more frightened, and screamed in confusion,

"It's not me, it's not me—"

And Lingwa only cared about climbing the mountain desperately, and she didn't know anything about what was behind her.

He only knew to listen to the words of the lame man, and for a while he carried water, for a while chopping wood, for a while he carried stones, and for a while he dug a cave, and when he was tired, he closed his eyes and recuperated himself, ate the bread and wild vegetables he brought, and drank the mountain spring!

The first day the lame man saw Lingwa, he felt that this kid was tiger-headed, bold and careful at a young age, and his spirituality was extremely high, and he had one of the biggest characteristics that was very similar to himself, that is, he never knew "crying!",

So I liked it in my heart. In order to relieve himself of being alone in the mountains, he is not in the company of others, and often chats silently, so he intends to take him in, and maybe he will be entrusted with a heavy task in the future, and he will live up to it!

The lame man also often gave him a few small tricks of hitting birds with stones, catching pheasants alive, and trapping wild boars.

Barbecue wild boar, the wild food is fragrant and floating, drink the sweet spring of the deep mountain and old forest, no longer need to go down the mountain to draw water, the water is sweet and refreshing, refreshing, deeply feel the richness and colorfulness of the mountain. The two masters and apprentices also had a good time. If it weren't for the lame reminder, Lingwa wouldn't want to go down the mountain a little bit, and she wouldn't be happy.

After all, Lingwa is still a child, and he still doesn't understand the story of the lame man, and he can't understand the private origin of the lame man, and it is impossible for the lame man to show all his life to a child.

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But it didn't take long for the lame man to suddenly find out that Lingwa hadn't come? After waiting for a day and not seeing the shadow of the child, with the experience of the rivers and lakes, he estimated that something must be wrong! He knew Lingwa, and he had done all the difficult things before, and it was impossible that he didn't work so hard and had fun things later.

In fact, the lame man guessed right, Lingwa encountered something.

As soon as I ran to the stone bridge at the foot of the mountain that morning, I was stopped by five or six big men and taken away. Tell him,

Beishan belongs to the eldest young master, and no one will be allowed to go up the mountain in the future without his permission!

Lingwa is a child, he has been learning kung fu for less than a month, where can he fight five or six strong men!

Lingwa was locked up in a tall and deep courtyard. He still can't figure out what's going on?

I don't think it was because I stole your ducks and chickens, and I came to seek revenge, right? I don't think I took more, only one of each, even if you want to punish me, it won't be too heavy! It's okay to punish me, the main thing is not to let grandpa know! Anyway, just beat me, as long as I don't die, I'm not afraid of pain.

He was looked at by the two fierce butlers, and he felt a little uncomfortable being looked left and right by the two butlers, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you looking at me? I'm not a woman!

One of the housekeepers nodded viciously and proudly, "Hmph, you'll be good-looking in a while!"

After waiting for a long time, I saw the "highly respected" old man Wan all day long, surrounded by everyone, swaggering out, rhubarb gown, golden in the sun, white and fat old hand holding a birdcage, the other hand holding a pipe more than two feet long, swallowing and spitting fog in his mouth, his expression was serious, as if he had just woken up.

Walking to the yard, as soon as he raised his eyes to see Lingwa and them, the two housekeepers immediately greeted him with a smile, he saw Lingwa, immediately turned his head, and his fat face was confused, and pointed to Lingwa and asked the two housekeepers:

"This, this, what's going on? How did he get in?"

The housekeeper smiled and said that it was ordered by the eldest young master, and he had something to ask!

When Old Man Wan heard this, he snorted softly:

"Cut, this kid is full, catch a child to play!" Then, turning around, he left, and a few maiden housekeepers followed him out of the compound.

After a while, I saw a big man dressed in black and short clothes, walking briskly to the front yard, exuding inexhaustible strength all over his body, and his energy was full of energy, as if every hair was still moving. Lingwa knew at a glance that she was a practitioner.

When I walked to the center of the front yard, I saw that the two housekeepers next to me were called "Big Young Master"? Lingwa was shocked, thinking where this big young master usually is? I haven't seen it all these years? Will he come up and give me a punch and kick?

With courage in his heart, the eldest young master spoke:

"Are you the grandson of Old Man Leng?"

Lingwa nodded, looking at him puzzled?

"Don't go to Beishan to collect firewood in the future. I bought the mountain -- I want firewood and call your boss to come to my house to get it! Do you hear that?" the eldest young master put his hands on his waist and was condescending.

After listening to this, Lingwa only sighed, knowing that it was useless to argue, thinking that everywhere here is your family, and we have nothing! As for Uncle Kitayama Cripple, let's go tell him another day-

"Okay, it's okay, let him go!"

Then he waved his hand to the two butlers! When the two butlers heard that they were released, they were so disappointed, and one of them reminded them: "Young master, that, the matter of the mountain fire—"

"Go, go, go, let him go - little child, what mountain, what fire?

So the two housekeepers had to take Lingwa out of the compound and let him go back.

Lingwa quickly ran back to the noodle shop, told the boss about it, and said,

"Master Wanjia, you are not allowed to go to Beishan, he bought it! Tell you to go to his house to get it if you lack firewood! I can't find firewood!"

When the boss heard this, he immediately complained, thinking that this was clearly a sign of oppression with power! Who said that Beishan belonged to his family, and who had the ability to sell it to him? Who dared to go to his house to get firewood?

So, with a straight face, he said coldly to Lingwa, "Then you can go and get it!"

Lingwa was stupid when she heard this, and stood aside, I, I, I, couldn't answer for a long time!

When Leng Banxian heard it at the door, he shook his head and sighed, unable to say a word. I think this kid really can't control it, he can't control it, it's not peaceful anywhere? There is even a storm on a mountain? Things are out of control.

Hey, I can't live my life, but I owe the boss a few taels of silver, when will I have to pay it off? If I pay it off, I really want to leave, and let that kid make it himself.

didn't go to collect firewood, Lingwa returned to the noodle shop and became a superfluous person!

It's too small, as high as a square table, and the guests have to put down the bowl when they pour water, and they are afraid of burning their hands, and the boss also began to show his face, and he can't help but see that the two of them are not pleasing to the eye, if they don't still owe silver taels, they can't drive them away.

Lingwa took advantage of the fact that the store was fine, and secretly ran to the north of the town, and saw the little girl who fell into the water playing alone in the fence yard, and her resentment was still not gone, and she glared at her fiercely. The little girl looked at him without blinking.

When I came to the road to Beishan, there were indeed more sentry posts than before. The sentry was dressed in armor, spears and short knives, fully armed, less than ten meters away from a sentry, lined up, pulled up a white banner in front of the road, and wrote a book.

"Recently, there have been unknown beast activities in Beishan - the people must not go without permission, and the violators will be severely punished!"