The next day, explosive news came from Wanlai Town-

However, it was not because Wan Jinbao played with women and played tricks! But the sentries standing guard on Beishan Road were killed or wounded more than half of them overnight?

Dozens of people, dead and wounded, some with their heads smashed, some with long arrows piercing their chests, some missing arms, some with missing legs, a large number of men and horses from the nearby barracks were dispatched to escort and treat the wounded soldiers, and the living said that there was no figure in the darkness, and they did not know where the hidden weapon flew from?

People then speculated that it must have something to do with the blockade of the Beishan Pass? In the barracks at the foot of Dongshan, people were even more panicked, and no one dared to talk about Beishan anymore, and once again regarded it as a sacred mountain, and it should not be offended.

Lingwa was very excited when she heard the news, and ran to Beishan Road to see it for the first time, and there were many people on the road to see the excitement, stretching from the town to the intersection of Beishan Road. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the people were talking about what was going on, who killed the sentinels, why was it so cruel, were there really magic soldiers on the mountain, and what would happen if they went to the town to make trouble in the future?

But the sky is high and the emperor is far away, so he really wants to report to the capital and alarm the emperor? Send thousands of troops and horses to search the mountains.

Probably unlikely?

Ran to the north intersection of the town, which was already full of people. Lingwa squeezed into the cracks and looked at the road leading to Beishan in the distance, the camp that had just been set up two days ago was gone, and many soldiers and generals were moving things on the road, and several carriages were moving east!

Seeing that the soldiers and generals on the road were gradually gone, people began to walk slowly towards the middle of the road. Out of curiosity and awe, the brave people walked all the way to the foot of the North Mountain, and some even kowtowed to the dilapidated and low mountain temple at the bottom of the mountain to pray for safety!

Think of this kind of accident, dozens of people died overnight, and died inexplicably? It has never happened for so many years, and when it suddenly happens, people's panic can be imagined?

Lingwa did not panic at all, nor was she afraid! She trotted all the way with a few bold men, and hurried to the foot of the North Mountain, thinking that without the guard sentry, I could go up the mountain again--the number of casualties is a matter between you adults. Who let you be vicious and bullying the common people everywhere!

Taking advantage of the fact that the person kneeling in front of the mountain temple did not pay attention, a person quietly slipped to the side and touched the mountain, because the person was small and the target was small, no one paid attention to him.

I hadn't seen the lame master for a few days, and I was full of energy, and I quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, and found the big tree in the forest with a familiar car, only to see that the lame man was still snoring on the stone, and the snoring was like thunder, which could be heard from afar.

Seeing that everything was still the same, Lingwa did not disturb him, took out the machete as before, went to the side to cut down the tree, and waited until the lame man woke up at noon.

After waking up, the old and the young laughed a few words, and continued to do the previous things, chopping wood, hunting, practicing, no more outsiders to disturb, living a leisurely and quiet life-

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Lingwa went to the mountains every day to collect firewood, practiced with the lame, carried firewood home at night, waited for her grandfather, went out early and returned late every day, plain, and quietly passed six or seven years-

In the blink of an eye, Lingwa will be fourteen or five years old, one meter six or eight long, still growing violently, strong as an ox, with muscles all over his body, and his shabby short clothes can't cover his masculine might at all.

The boss saw that he was about to grow up, and he was extremely powerful, and the average adult was not his opponent, and no one could carry the firewood he carried back every day, and the store could not be used up, and he could also take it to the town for money.

gradually fell in love with him, gave him food, clothing, housing, and a good attitude, and treated him as his own relatives.

He still insisted on going up to Beishan every day and practicing with the lame. The road carved out on the North Mountain extends for nearly 100 miles into the deep mountains and old forests, and has already crossed two big mountains blocking the outside, pointing directly to the hinterland of Daling Mountain.

The mountain road dug by himself, turning left and right, winding around the mountain like a labyrinth, is only known to his master and apprentice.

The cripple only taught him regular kung fu, and didn't tell him the name, it was all a routine to play on the spot, making moves to defeat the enemy, and punching in place-

As for the lame man's hidden trick, the Xuangong of the world - that is not a word of it, without revealing the slightest.

The lame man said, "You kid is not old enough to learn extraordinary kung fu, and you can't cultivate enough, so I can't teach you!" Now I will learn these conventional exercises to deal with people in reality, and if you play them well, it will be more than enough, and you can achieve great things in the world.

Lingwa is not greedy, he knows that the master has a reason for what he says, anyway, he follows every day, sooner or later one day he will have no tricks left, and teach them all. Conventional is routine, as long as you can punch the conventional punch and hit the unconventional effect!

So I don't slack off, I go up the mountain every day, practice hard whenever I have free time, shake the tree with a punch, smash the stone, kick something higher than my head, and be energetic every day, and I have endless energy all over my body, and I am quite happy in my heart.

However, things in the world are always wrong, there are good and bad, there are round and bad, there are causes and effects, the more dull the time, the more crisis time-

On this morning, Lingwa climbed to the top of the mountain as usual, ran into the mountain along the path she had dug by herself, and went deep into the mountain, and found a small cave under the cliff, which was the cave that they had built together with their master and apprentice and lived in for several years!

However, today the cave is empty?

At first, Lingwa thought that the master was practicing outside, but today it was different, all the things about him in the cave were gone, what wine gourd, big crutch, and a few sets of old clothes, all of them were gone?

He shouted everywhere, saying that he didn't hear back for a long time, and he panicked?

I thought to myself, "What's going on?" Where has he gone? Could it be that he has gone out of the mountains, far, far away?

I was entangled in the cave, puzzled, scratching my head and thinking about it, when I suddenly saw a few lines of words left on the stone wall? The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and at a glance I know that it was written by the master, and Lingwa reads:

"You kid has a spirit by nature! You have the strength to balance heaven and earth, the universe, and the spirit of thousands of spirits! But the grievances of the Yang world are too deep, and you can't enter the Fa for further study! Now that the time has come, go first, but you have the grievances of the Yang world--After that, go to the first peak of Daling Mountain to find me--If there is fate, then do a big thing--

The last line of words made Lingwa's eyes widen: "Remember, my name is - can! This heavenly opportunity must not be leaked, remember, remember !!"

The payment is four laughs, hahahaha!

After reading those few lines, Lingwa's heart suddenly became cloudy, and her eyes were blank, thinking about the ups and downs of all these years, how could they be separated in the blink of an eye?

I think I still have a lot to say to him, and I still have a lot of things to ask him for guidance and teaching?

He had mixed feelings, a wave of grievances welled up in his heart, two lines of tears burst out of his eyes, and he screamed at the empty mountain with all his might, "Shi-Fu-Shi-Fu-!"

There was an echo in the distance.

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My mind was blank, my mood was extremely indifferent, and I sat in a cave in a daze all morning.

It wasn't until I was hungry in the afternoon that I realized that it wasn't early, that I had to eat something, that I had to do some work, and that I had to go down the mountain to go home.

On the North Mountain Road in the evening, a figure, carrying a small bundle of firewood, was weak, and slowly walked down the mountain in a uncertain mood, moving step by step towards the town, staring only at the underground sand and gravel, completely forgetting the surroundings, before and after-

Walking to the bamboo forest at the entrance of the town, passing by a courtyard with a row of bamboo fences, suddenly a little girl shouted in panic behind him: "Ah Huang, come back! Ah Huang!"

I saw a big yellow dog, breaking free from the rope in the little girl's hand, rushing out of the yard quietly, and running behind the spirit baby like an arrow-

"Brother-dog-!" the little girl yelled at Lingwa in the courtyard!

Lingwa was shocked and reacted, and before she could turn around, she was slammed by something on her buttocks.

I had never felt any pain, but this time it hurt so much that I touched it with my hand and quickly rubbed it, and when I looked back, the big yellow dog had already retreated a few meters after it had succeeded, and then I barked at him with a cracked mouth, Wang, Wang, Wang, and screamed viciously.

Lingwa felt a little sticky on her hands, so she took it and took a look - blood!

The fire in my heart came all of a sudden, thinking about you, how many times have you bullied me for so many years? Every time I endure, endure, endure, avoid you, walk around you, I didn't think you have to inch in, bullying people is too embarrassing, today, today I can't bear it!

Violently threw the firewood on his back, picked up a stone on the side of the road and aimed it at the dog's head and shook his hand to hit it, not biased or oblique, and hit the dog's head.

The dog who hit him, his head shook from side to side, he almost fell, immediately closed his mouth, whimpered, and ran away with his tail between his legs.

At this time, I saw the little girl in the courtyard wearing green clothes and running out with a short bamboo pole in her hand, yelling at the running dog:

"Beat you to death, you deserve it - who told you to call people!"

Then, looking at the angry Lingwa walking over, he asked softly:

"Brother, did it bite you?

Lingwa was angry, glared at her, didn't say a word, wrung the firewood on the ground and carried it on her shoulder, turned around and left in pain!

The girl watched him turn away in a daze, the coarse cloth clothes and trousers, where the dog had bitten them, seemed to have an open small pocket as he moved, and flickered farther and farther, and she felt so uncomfortable to see it.

Then came the voice of a woman in the courtyard:

"Yinglian, Yinglian, what are you doing out there? Who is that?"

Yinglian looked back and saw that it was her mother calling, and hurriedly responded, "I know, it's that brother-"

"Which brother?"

"Brother Chai!"

"Oh, it's him, what's wrong?"

"I was bitten by Ah Huang—" Yinglian said sadly, turning and entering the courtyard.

"Ah, the bite is serious—?"

"I don't know, he didn't say, he left—"

At the same time, the man named Wan Changgen who came out of the house, and when he heard this, he added angrily:

"Bite him to death! this boy is not like a good man—" and then went up to the girl, and said:

"Yingzi, you are almost twelve years old, and you are about to grow into a big girl, don't stand at the gate of the courtyard all day long when you have nothing to do in the future--the girl's house must have a regular distance! Do you know? Dad told you, that kid has a problem-think about it, how many people dare to go up in Beishan? For so many years, this kid has often been on it, every day, it's all right? No one has done anything with him? Why?"

"Because people are diligent and good!" Yinglian said disapprovingly.

"If this kid had been good, he wouldn't have pushed you down the pond that year, and almost drowned you—if he hadn't been forced to go down to save you, he would have run away!" Changgen said unhappily when he heard Yinglian always looking at Lingwa.

"Daddy, how many times have I told you, it wasn't him who did it that year, it wasn't him, it wasn't him—" Yinglian stepped forward and pulled Changgen's clothes and said.

"It's not him? Who else? Could it be the Zhang family, the Zhao family's boy? People are big families, well-educated, so people won't do that hurtful thing, don't talk nonsense-"

"I don't know who carried me down, it wasn't him—" Yinglian insisted, shaking her long root clothes.

"Okay, okay, you two don't fight anymore, it's been six or seven years, why are you still mentioning that? No matter who he is, it's over, don't mention it anymore, just live your own life!"

At this time, Yinglian's mother, who was on the side, spoke, "It's dark, go back to the house, go back to the house, let's cook—"

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