The snow wind that came in was still wringing outside the mountain temple, rolling up snow chips and flying all over the sky.

"Huhu", "Huhu", a continuous gust of wind whistled by, lifting countless dust on the plaque of the mountain temple, and only then did it reveal three big cursive characters - Wind Thunder Gate

This place is inaccessible and empty.

It coincided with the cold winter, and the birds and beasts were resting at the moment, and the water was frozen.

Suddenly, on the distant half-mountain road, there was a sparse human voice, which was very clear.

The voice gradually sounded, only to see one in and one less, along the winding mountain road, side by side.

The middle-aged man was about forty years old, wearing a hat, a raunchy stubble at his chin, and a straw in his mouth.

He was dressed in a black cloth robe, which was already tattered, and the palms and backs of his hands were full of calluses, and his arms were also very powerful.

Behind the man, he carried two ring-headed knives without any decoration, and the scabbards were covered with large patches of paint.

Although it is quite windy and decadent, it is difficult to hide the unique heroic and brave spirit of the big man.

If, at this moment, Yang Tingfeng is here, he will definitely shout: "What a military man!" ”

This must be the generous and heroic people on the land of Yan Zhao, whether it is Bashu, Jiangnan or the imperial capital, there will be no such figures.

On the man's rugged face, his eyes sparkled like beasts foraging in the dark.

But again, you can't see his face.

Why don't men have faces?

Because, he wore a mask.

A hideous, fanged Yaksha half-face mask.

Under the moon, in the wind and snow, the man's back was sharpened.

The cold is in the heart, the cold is in the bones, and the cold is in the first ......

"Daddy, this place is known as the Wind Thunder Gate, so what is the wind? What is thunder? A young but slightly old voice asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man at a glance, his face was full of love, he laughed, and said: "Xiao Qi, this wind and thunder gate, the left is the wind, the right is the thunder, the metaphor is that the two gods of wind and thunder will be here, when there are no taboos, ghosts and ghosts do not enter." ”

"Then why isn't the right the wind and the left the thunder?" The young man who spoke, with restrained hair (about fifteen years old), was slightly thin, with clear eyebrows, a boy and a girl, under the long and slender eyebrows, the big smart eyes were shining, and on the fair face, the small mouth with a slight hair, with a smile of calmness.

"This ...... The Father doesn't know that either! The middle-aged man said, and couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Qi stuck out his tongue and asked, "Also, knowing that there are two generals guarding this place, why do you want to come again?" ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was surprised and blurted out: "Xiao Qi, in front of your father, if you have something to say, just say it?" ”

Xiao Qi shook his head indifferently, and said: "Dad, since the founding of the imperial court, there have been four emperors, although the national strength is declining day by day, but I still have 100,000 brave and good warriors in Zisai Border Pass; And Grandpa Geshu is still alive, so how can Huo Yixuan dare to offend my big Yinjiangshan? ”

The middle-aged man took a breath silently, his 'righteous son' will always have endless questions.

Fifteen years ago, he took Xiao Qi, who was still an infant, from the emperor to Zisai Border Pass, put it under Ge Shu, and entrusted it to the Shuai Mansion to take care of it.

And Ge Shu also loves this baby very much.

Zisai Xiongguan, there are many strange people, heroic generals, masters of rivers and lakes, Geshu Laoshuai paid a careful visit, and invited a variety of teachers to teach poetry, calligraphy and music, civil and military riding and archery. And Xiao Qi is also very smart, whether it is poetry and songs, the military can memorize it slightly, and he can understand it at one point, he is really an out-and-out prodigy! ”

The most important thing is that Xiao Qi still has a shocking secret, and as he gets older, Xiao Qi gradually becomes sensible. Men know that this secret, sooner or later, will eventually be revealed to the world, and when the time comes.......

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "Xiao Qi, Daddy still wants to meet with your Aunt Jing and Aunt Cao at the Mountain Temple, so let's hurry first." As he spoke, he swept his steps and disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

"Humph! Daddy always does. Xiao Qi's face was red: "Whenever I have questions, I deliberately avoid them!" ”

He was bored and waited for a while, but when he saw the countless lifelike ghost statues on both sides of the mountain road, he couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and he had goosebumps on his body, and he couldn't say that he was afraid, so he had to follow the mountain road, step by step, and walk in the direction of the mountain temple......

......

Mountain Temple

By the firepit, a bonfire was burning in the middle.

The soft parchment map had long since been fully unfolded, showing the distribution of various water sources, marching routes, and military strongholds at a glance.

Jing Chuwei thought for a moment, and her green fingers kept pointing at the dense marks on the parchment roll.

Beside her, sat Cao Wuming and Yang Tingfeng.

At this time, while discussing the situation in the world, the two of them actually used dry branches to skewer dry food and roasted them, which was really uncomfortable.

But see, under the moisture of the red flames, the steamed buns gradually become crispy and golden, sizzling.

"I really didn't expect that the Northern Barbarians had such an advantage in military strength that they were still secretly contacting the Hu people of the Six Towns to jointly send troops?" Yang Tingfeng had disdain: "That Xianbei leader Tuoba Fu really has the heart to destroy me, and he can't do anything." ”

"Tuobafu? Don't underestimate him! Cao Wuming turned the steamed buns on the dry branches, looked at Yang Tingfeng, and said: "Have you heard of that-Elechuan, under the Yin Mountain." The sky is like a dome, covering the four wildernesses. The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low. ”

Yang Tingfeng glanced at Cao Wuming in confusion and asked, "Isn't this the "Song of Eile" that circulated in Xianbei?" ”

"Not bad! It's the "Song of Ele"! Cao Wuming smiled: "But you know, that Tuoba Fu also composed a "Hou Le Song", do you want to hear it?" ”

"No, isn't we, the 'Xianbei Ranger Governor', always known only how to bend bows and shoot eagle owls? When did you start composing poems and songs again? Yang Tingfeng was stunned for a while, and said with interest: "Sing and listen?" ”

Cao Wuming put down the dry branches, coughed suddenly, and sang: "He Liuhun came, the main three armies, Huguan Wang Qi was divided, people said that back then, the palace was built to the cloud root, the smoke was thick, and the ginger was fragrant, and the ancient tile still existed." Where is the pipa? Listen to the remnants of "Eile", and lose the soul of the hero! ”

"Yes, it's very imposing. But he compares himself to the Xianbei male lord He Liuhun, which seems to be a little less meaningful; This brother Shu Laoshuai said well, the soldiers will block, the water will flood, if he is not convinced, we will subdue him again. Yang Tingfeng said, the corners of his mouth showed contempt, "Back then, his grandfather Tuoba He, known as since the beginning of the army, has not tasted a defeat for decades, and his elite 'Bai Bao Xianbei' is also extremely brave, with a hundred warriors, but the battle of Yingshuo, the old handsome guards rode thousands of miles to attack, and the battle was broken, Kejian City, and the battle of Tuoba Chieftain was in the hidden city. ”

How is he, Tuobafu, better than his grandfather? What about his father?

"Hehe, a good soldier will block, and the water will flood." Outside the mountain temple, a middle-aged man's unique rich northwest voice was clearly heard in the fierce snow wind, "Da Yin has not fought again in the past twenty years since Geshu broke Tuoba, and the strength and weakness of this is still unknown, you kid, you are really there nonsense." ”

"Reasonable!" When Yang Tingfeng heard this, he couldn't help but blush, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the entrance of the mountain temple:

But see, a middle-aged military man, looking at it with his hands in his hands. In the heavy snow, his body, head, and shoulders were covered with snow chips, and two fierce beast-like gazes swept Yang Tingfeng's face twice, and when he was looking forward to it, he was extremely powerful.

Yang Tingfeng secretly cheered in his heart: "Good man! He had the heart to make friends, so he also stood up, walked out of the temple gate, and hugged his fists and greeted: "Just now, you were arbitrary, and you didn't ask for the name of the eldest brother?" ”

"Hah! It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! The big man was bold, and immediately introduced himself: "My surname is Xiao, and my name is a wolf." ”

"Xiao Wolf!?"

Yang Tingfeng listened, and suddenly remembered a swordsman who shook the rivers and lakes and moved the world, so he was shocked, but he didn't dare to be sure.

"Xiao Wolf!? Xiao Wolf - Xiao" Yang Tingfeng stared at him for a long time, and suddenly blurted out: "Brother Xiao, are you Xiao Qi, one of the nine commanders of the Dragon Cavalry Forbidden Army under the command of the First Emperor?" ”

"Huh? How do you know? Xiao Wolf was shocked, and then became vigilant, took a step back slightly, and subconsciously pressed the hilt of the knife, and the killing intent permeated his body.

"I didn't expect that in this Purple Plug Border Army, the secret stronghold of 'Night Doesn't Collect' could meet the famous 'Crazy Wolf Eight Slashes' Xiao Qi!" Yang Tingfeng smiled, raised his palm forward, made a "stop" movement, and said slowly: "Family teacher, 'Hunting Ling Jianyi' Yun San!" ”

Originally, when Xiao Wolf heard him call out his nickname back then, he was surprised, and he also remembered Xiao Qi's life experience, and wanted to kill him.

Unexpectedly, when Yang Tingfeng reported to his home, he had mixed feelings for a while, and the palm of the knife couldn't help but loosen.

Yang Tingfeng changed his name, and still called him Xiao Wolf: "The family teacher often thinks of Brother Xiao, saying that the knife of the eldest brother is really tempered from the battle and killing in the rivers and lakes, and the sea of blood in the corpse mountains and mountains on the battlefield, and it has been perfected into the realm, and it is the fastest, strongest, and most deadly knife." ”

When Xiao Wolf heard this, he was ashamed, he shook his head and said, "My little trick is nothing compared to your master's time. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Back then, your master once galloped through the small branch on the halberd eight hundred paces away, and shocked the world for a while, and even was exclaimed as 'the first arrow in the world' by the first marksman of the Northern Barbarian Blood Wolf who visited that day, and it is still fresh in my memory, as if it was yesterday. ”

Yang Tingfeng was taken aback when he heard this, looked at Xiao Wolf, and secretly said: "Oh my God, eight hundred steps?" It's almost close to the limit of the maximum range, and Master is really amazing. ”