Although Ma Dabang didn't want to provoke Evergrande Shouzhuang, but at this time he was also difficult to ride a tiger, if he didn't collapse this person, he would not be able to establish his authority, but if he killed this person, he was afraid of offending Evergrande Shouzhuang. In a hurry, he raised the gun and put Brother Wren down, his heart was horizontal, how much he loved, first fucking abolish this guy.

Aiming at Pan Xiao's head, he was about to shoot. But hearing a scream of "ah", Ma Dabang was startled, and he killed another person out of nowhere, holding a long sword, the cold air was pressing, like a tiger entering the flock, this time Ma Dabang was dumbfounded, and scolded his mother in his heart, what the hell is this age, either a smoking gun or a long sword, and he is so powerful, his skills are even neater than holding a smoking gun.

Ma Dabang's brothers were put down one by one, and they were so anxious that they drew their guns and were about to shoot, but the man had already rushed to the front and put his sword against his neck.

The blade of the sword touched the skin, as if it had fallen into an ice cave, Ma Dabang trembled, and a bloody mark was cut on his neck. Look at the man again, he is only about thirty or forty years old, his expression is desolate, because of the fight just now, he is also constantly panting, and he said to Ma Dabang: "Don't do this immoral deed in the future, I won't kill you today, but go back and scatter the locks, it's not too late to turn back." ”

Ma Dabang's face trembled and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Passers-by."

After speaking, he put away the sword and lifted Pan Xiao and disappeared into the darkness. Look at it again, there are corpses all around, and there are only five or six people left in their forties when they come, and everyone will have a chill in their hearts at this time.

There was no one else on the street, only to see a package dropped in the distance, thinking that it was dropped by the man just now when he was fighting, and when he opened it, there was a longevity lock inside, engraved with a longevity hundred years old on the front, and only a word Huo on the back.

Ma Dabang didn't have time to pay attention to these, and was about to escape from the place of right and wrong with the remnants of the army, but he heard the shouts behind him, and a team of Oriental devils rushed over when they heard the gunshots, and a person next to him had already been shot and fell to the ground, Ma Dabang ran madly, and saw a family on the side of the street, and several people hid in without thinking.

The footsteps of the Oriental devils running outside the house were getting closer and closer, and Ma Dabang was in a hurry, only to feel that the world was spinning. At this time, several people around him changed their magazines one after another, and said to him: "Big boss, you usually treat your brothers well, we will pave a bloody road for you, and you will rush out." ”

Without waiting for Ma Dabang to answer, several people rushed out, but as soon as they went out, they were beaten into a sieve by a string of bullets. Ma Dabang was ruthless at this moment, picked up the brazier on the ground, scooped a full scoop of water in the kitchen, ran out of the door with an arrow, and threw the brazier in his hand fiercely.

Ma Dabang then poured the cold water into the air again, and the cold water was catching the coals scattered downward, and the hissing sound was incessant, and the coals were bursting with water vapor on the snow. Ma Dabang ran wildly under the cover of moisture, but the bullets chased his heels, but the only thing he could do now was to run.

I don't know how long I ran, but I knew that there was no gunfire behind me. He looked at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and reached out to catch a piece, but it melted in the palm of his hand.

The pines and cypresses are still so green, standing straight on the snow.

He fell to the snow.

I don't know how long later, he woke up leisurely, and saw that he was in a warm room, an old lady was holding a bowl of sweet potato porridge, spoonful by spoonful into his mouth, I don't know what it tasted like in my heart.

With tears in his eyes, he didn't say anything, got up and knelt on the ground, kowtowing three times.

It turned out that the old man of the family rescued him from passing out when he came home from logging. Since then he has lived there, helping the old man with the logging and farming. The old couple didn't know what his origin was, but they thought that this young man was good and could endure hardships, so they gave him his daughter-in-law and became a son-in-law.

But he has always been haunted by the incident back then, and finally knew that the helm of Evergrande Shouzhuang was in Qilinpo, and it took half a year to prepare to avenge the revenge of the year, but suddenly thought of the virtuous daughter-in-law and the newborn doll, and his heart churned.

Family affection finally defeated the hatred, and he did not choose revenge. However, when he returned to the village, he saw a mess.

When I got home, my fierce wife had committed suicide by hanging herself, and my son was hidden in a rice tank, and his face was so green that he was suffocated.

The blood water keeps flowing with the melting snow, and I don't know in which season a beautiful flower will bloom to pay tribute to the swollen eyes that cried at the beginning.

I sighed after listening to it, although good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but it comes too fast, racing the frequency of the heartbeat. Maybe everything has cause and effect, and if there was no cause and effect, we wouldn't have been able to save him, and we wouldn't know where the Qilin Slope is, although I still don't know where the Qilin Slope is.

The person who saved Pan Xiao at the beginning may be the person we are looking for, but in order not to make trouble, we didn't say it. But what is this person going to do when he comes to Changbai Mountain, 10,000 reasons keep knocking on my brain.

The years have passed, and the thoughts have been precipitated, but the wheel of fate has not stopped. pulled out three thousand threads on his neck, and he couldn't get rid of the smile of Hongchen.

Ma Dabang looked at the sunset after the rain and smiled miserably: "Hehe, since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring." After saying that, he laughed and strode out.

The rain stopped, and we had to continue on our way, but we didn't know where the Qilin Slope was.

"Senior, do you know where the Qilin Slope is?"

Lao Dao'er nodded and said to me: "The peak loop turns into the pine, stepping on the snow to look at the moon and the Qilin, if my estimate is correct, I can find the Qilin Slope tonight." ”

"The peak is the mountain, and the gossip is the gen, which is the direction." I nodded, and although the goal was not very clear, I probably couldn't go wrong.

We've had lunch and we're on our way. Before leaving, Ma Dabang instructed us to be careful of the wild beasts of the mountain, and brought us a shotgun.

Walking in the forest, the trees cover the sky and the sun, and the thorns under the feet are thick, and I don't know which restless little bird is babbling. Although the scenery was beautiful, I had no intention of watching it, and I walked all afternoon, tired and hungry, but fortunately there were no wild beasts to protrude.

I wiped the sweat from my head and asked Lao Dao'er, "We've been wandering around this forest all day, when will we find this?" ”

"I also feel strange that I haven't encountered a single living creature along the way, I'm afraid that some monster is about to be born."

The sky was getting dark, and the forest was surprisingly quiet, so Lao Dao'er snuffed out the cigarette and twisted it with his foot.

A chill hit, and the pine forest was like a sleeping demon, silent, but always in danger.

"In this forest, there are so many peaks?" I asked, confused.

Lao Dao'er nodded and said to me: "As the saying goes, one inch higher is a mountain, and one inch lower is water, who said that there can be no peaks in this forest." ”

As I was talking, I suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind me, and I hurriedly turned around, but only a black shadow flashed. Lao Dao'er was also vigilant at this time, holding a shotgun and looking around.

"This forest is not peaceful!"

"I'm afraid it's not a place to stay for long."

Lao Dao'er nodded after listening, and the two of us walked all the way, but we always felt that something was following behind us all the way.

But apart from the high-frequency heartbeats of our two of us, there was no other sound. At this moment, my eyes suddenly flashed red, and it turned out to be a ball of fire, slashing against the side of my face.

The moment the fireball passed, it didn't feel scorching, but a cold that came out of the bottom of my heart, and Lao Dao'er didn't speak, pulling me and running forward. The fireball followed all the way.

I've never seen such an evil play, and I don't know what it's like to hit it. Running one foot deep and one foot shallow in the pine forest, the fireball behind him came instantly. My body was weak for a while, and I was about to fall, but Lao Dao'er also stopped, shouted, and suddenly turned around, and with a "bang", the desperate sound of gunfire echoed in the pine forest.

Looking at the fireball again, it was gone, only a few strands of hair fluttering.

Lao Dao'er walked closer, caught one, looked carefully, and I also leaned over, one or two red hairs.

"Damn, it's the vixen who has taken a fancy to the two of us!"

"Vixen?" I laughed, "I'm afraid the chances of falling for me are higher." ”

"Young poor mouth, in the deep mountains and old forests, the aura is vigorous, and any animal can become a spirit, but this fox spirit is the most powerful, not only has a good brain, but also has a good spell. In order to avoid natural predators, most of the ordinary foxes in the forest are yellow, and when the climate changes, the yellow fur will all fade and grow a bright red hair. ”

"Senior, how powerful can this red-haired fox be?"

Lao Dao'er shook his head and said, "I haven't either, if the Tao is deeper, it will be white hair, but the fading red hair will turn into a fireball, confusing the living to have sex with it. He, if you drain the yang energy, you will eat it. ”

"It's still a fox."

Lao Dao'er also swallowed his saliva and scolded: "Old man, I haven't had meat for a few days, and I'm suffocating!" As he spoke, he reloaded the gun sand.

I took out the flashlight from my backpack, but the light source was very weak, probably almost out of power, I removed the battery, bit it with my teeth, and refilled it, but it didn't work.

It's better than nothing, and walking nervously, from time to time the pine cones fall, will surprise me into a cold sweat. Suddenly, there was a clearing in front of me, which looked so strange in the reckless jungle.

The moon was bright on his head, and there was another big stone, and Lao Dao'er's eyes widened. I saw that the full moon was clear, and a snow-white fox on the boulder sat on the boulder, facing the sky on its back, and between its mouth opening and closing, a glittering bead went back and forth.

I was stupid, this fox was so beautiful, like a fairy falling into the dust, I unconsciously took a step forward.

And behold, the fox turned into a beautiful and beautiful girl, and smiled at me charmingly, and I looked at her with my mouth wide open. It's hot and dry.

I couldn't see it, and suddenly I smelled a foul smell, but it made me even more excited, and I was about to put my arms around her, when my head buzzed, and Venus shone in front of me. I don't know when Lao Dao'er got up and gave me a punch.

Then his cheeks were red, his mouth was full of words, and his shotgun was on the ground.

I shook my head, and then I came to my senses, the air was filled with a burst of stench, and I couldn't breathe, and I saw that the old Taoist was tiptoeing forward, obviously on the road.

I didn't have time to think about it, picked up the shotgun, and shot at the fox, who knew that the white fox shook the hair on his body, threw off a few black gun sand, and was unscathed, but at this time the old Daoer couldn't hold on, and sat on the ground in a dejected manner, with white foam in his mouth.

"Senior, you're really too late!" When I looked at Lao Dao'er, he might have been confused by the smell of foxes.