As the night darkened, the carriage followed a path into Mount Qingcheng.

Half a car of apricot blossom wine, and a few pieces of Xu Fengnian personally stuffed into the car when he saw him off, he could change the tiger skin of a house in Lingzhou City, and a few people would not sleep in the open.

This tiger skin is naturally not a kind gift, Xu Fengnian patted his chest when he saw him off, and said righteously, "My brother is clear about accounting", and then he picked up a large pen made of good rabbit fur, waved it fiercely, and crossed out the two pages of accounts recorded in the notebook.

The blue bird cleaned up the deserted temple, laid out the wool blanket, and put a tiger skin on the wool blanket, Jing Zhou glanced at the busy blue bird, and said softly: "The mountain is cold, you and the white fox sleep on it at night." ”

The white fox nodded.

Blue Bird was puzzled: "What about Childe?" ”

Jing Zhou took out a rope from the carriage and said with a smile: "I sleep on it." ”

The next moment, the soft rope was like a big gun in Jing Zhou's hand, and it shot into the walls on both sides.

The blue bird had a strange face and thought, "How can this rope sleep people?" ”

Jing Zhou jumped up, lay on the rope, put his hands behind him, closed his eyes and said: "This is also a kung fu, there was once an ancient tomb sect, especially good at light skills, this ability to sleep on the rope is what I learned from the ancient tomb sect." If you want to sleep on the rope, you have to balance yourself with internal force. At first, when I was learning martial arts, I was weak in kung fu, and this method can allow people to exercise their control of internal forces while sleeping, especially for people with unstable roots. Later, the kung fu was high, and this little method had little effect on weekdays, but when I was out of the house, this kung fu was extremely precious, at least I didn't have to worry about where to sleep. ”

As he spoke, Jing Zhou's body turned over, and the blue bird was secretly surprised when he saw it, and thought: "No wonder Gongzi is so young, and his kung fu has reached a point that ordinary people can't imagine. ”

The white fox's face was not pretentious, he took off the two knives at his waist, and sat on the tiger skin with a book.

Seeing that the blue bird was still hesitating, Jing Zhou turned over from the rope and said, "Everything is up to you to worry about this way, and your body is tired, sit down and rest well, I'll go out to catch some game." ”

After Jingzhou went out, the blue bird did not sit down and rest like the face of a white fox, but went out to collect some firewood and lit a fire in the temple. She folded her arms on her knees, her face flushed with a complicated expression illuminated by the orange flames, and her eyes looked at a majestic mountain peak in the distance, and she could vaguely see the outline that seemed to be about to penetrate into the sky in the moonlight.

The "Tianshan Six Yang Palms" in the hands of the white fox face was put aside by her at some point, and she picked up the embroidered winter with one hand, and the person walked out, closed his eyes and concentrated, and suddenly slashed out, and then the knife shadow continued, dozens of knives were completed in one go, leaving no gap.

The blue bird looked up at the white shadow outside, the knife shadow was like a crescent moon, obliquely cut out a mysterious half-arc, like an antelope hanging horns, a knife came out, a knife came again, the blade was as clear as snow, the knife was majestic, and the knife was extremely fast.

Suddenly, the blade was stunned, and the flowing knife technique was slightly jerky, but the momentum on the white shadow became higher and higher, and in the eyes of the blue bird, it seemed that everything had disappeared, and there was only a breathtaking knife.

"Choke!"

Embroidered in winter, the white fox sat on the tiger skin again, holding the book and falling into a daze.

The blue bird is not surprised by the appearance of the white fox's face, this person who is three points better than a woman, since entering the Beiliang Palace, he has not left the book. If one day she has no book in her hand, the blue bird will feel weird.

"I don't know what kind of strength her enemies have, so desperate." Looking at a pile of fire, the blue bird was stunned.

"You're blessed tonight, and as soon as you went out, you came across two white-fruited chickens. This is a specialty of Qingcheng Mountain, pecking ginkgo fruit growth, the meat is more fragrant than the wild muntjac. The laughter came from afar, the blue bird got up from the ground and looked out, and it didn't take long for Jing Zhou to carry two pheasants in one hand and a bundle of lotus leaves in the other, and slowly walked in from outside.

"Childe has returned to the lake we passed at the foot of the mountain before we came?" The bluebird caught a glimpse of the lotus leaf in Jing Zhou's hand, and there were still dew drops, apparently just picked it off. It's just that the lake at the foot of the mountain is some distance away from this broken temple, and Childe's visit for a while is just a time for her to add a few pieces of firewood.

Jing Zhou said: "Since you have encountered this white fruit chicken, you can't waste it, you have to roast it with lotus leaves to get out of the flavor, fortunately, the lake is not far away, otherwise you have to wait a little longer." ”

The blue bird stepped forward, reached out and took the two white fruit chickens from Jing Zhou's hands, and wanted to pluck and clean them, but Jing Zhou stopped them, he smiled and said: "Let's change the way of eating today, and call it Hua Chicken." The two of you are thin, and you are far from Yu Youwei, so you should make up for it. ”

Blue Bird's cheeks were slightly red, and he couldn't understand why he was the son of a master, but he was just like His Royal Highness the Prince, and he always said something shy. What's more, no matter how much she makes up for it, she can't catch up with Yu Youwei. Even the sweet potato, which has always been at odds with her, has always been loved by the world because of its plump body, isn't it a big difference to Yu Youwei?

The white fox put the book away with a rare face, and spat in a low voice: "The dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth." ”

Jing Zhou laughed, took out a small knife from the carriage to cut open the stomach of the two white fruit chickens, cleaned up the internal organs, and picked up two jars of apricot blossom wine to rinse the chicken belly twice, and waited until there was no trace of blood in the chicken belly before stopping. If Lao Huang sees this scene, he will inevitably change his smile, jump up and scold the loser, this jar can be exchanged for a piece of silver wine, and it will be so Huohuo.

The chicken is not plucked, the inside is stuffed with lotus leaves, and the outside is covered with a layer of mud, and it is roasted on the fire, and it doesn't take long for the mud to reveal sweetness.

The white fox muttered with a dripping face: "It turns out that chickens can still be roasted like this, why haven't I seen you roast chickens when I was on the road before?" ”

Jing Zhou took the black chicken roasted outside from the fire, put it on the ground and gently knocked it, the mud on the outside broke in response, and the chicken feathers fell off with the mud, and the sweetness was even worse. Wrapped in lotus leaves, Jing Zhou tore the chicken into three parts, left a piece, and gave the remaining two parts to the white fox face and the blue bird, and then said: "Didn't you call Hua Xu before?" Although it is roasted and black, it can still be eaten. ”

After eating two bites at random, Jing Zhou turned over the rope with a jar of wine, and said softly: "You two should rest early after eating, let's go to Qingcheng Mountain again, and then we will turn around and go to the East China Sea, this road is not short." ”

The white fox face ate quite heroically, a mouthful of meat and a sip of wine, just looking at the back, thinking that it was a good man with a square face, a big nose and a wide mouth, so he almost patted the table and shouted "The child is on the wine!" ”

The blue bird chews slowly in small bites, but it is not slow to eat.

"You just said that there are strange beasts in this Qingcheng Mountain, which is very powerful?" If it were the past, the white fox face would definitely not say a word, but someone once said that this drink must be accompanied by a story, and she had no story to tell, so she had to mention what Jing Zhou had said before. Besides, she was also curious about what kind of beast it was, so she would ask this man to run far away.

The blue bird raised its head, also quite expectantly.

Jing Zhou closed his eyes and said: "This strange beast is called Tiger Kui, with six legs, huge size, extremely fierce, not drowning like a dragon in the water, entering the mountain to dominate as the king, the strength is comparable to a master, this Qingcheng King Wu Da Cowhide, the slogan is shouted so that the gongs and drums shook the sky, in front of the tiger Kui, the fart is not!" Even his "master", the wife of the Wu family's sword mound, can't help this tiger kui. ”

"It's just that the way of heaven is the most fair, this tiger Kui occupies the creation of heaven and earth, although there are males and females, they are often unable to give birth, and they live alone for five hundred years and die. And this beast has been psychic, and its past whereabouts are obscure, even if you want to find it, it is difficult to find it. However, this tiger in Qingcheng Mountain is pregnant by chance, so he will come out of the inaccessible place to this Qingcheng Mountain to forage. It's just that this strange beast has a catastrophe in its life, and if I don't make a move, it will be the time of its death when it gives birth. Isn't it a pity that such a foreign body, which is favored by heaven and earth, is it often full of luck and death? ”

In addition to this tiger kui, Jing Zhou remembered that in the bottomless Tan of Longhu Mountain, there was also a thousand-year-old salamander. The giant salamander can be a dragon after practicing for a thousand years, and it can be turned into a dragon after cultivating for 10 million years. This kind of spiritual creature, if you say anything, you have to wait for his injuries to heal, and then grab it from that Tanzi. Jiao salamanders are raised in Longhu Mountain, and throwing them to ginger mud is also raised, and even the mice are left with food, and they are reluctant to fight mosquitoes when they are bitten by mosquitoes, but they are just small clay people who are wrapped more tightly in quilts, and the ability to raise Jiao salamanders is not necessarily worse than that of Longhu Mountain.

Longhushan made a good calculation, took refuge in the Liyang royal family, and took advantage of the situation to suppress the other factions, and the family was dominant. If Xichu wants to restore the country, Longhu Mountain must be a hurdle that cannot be overcome, but without this Jiao Salamander that can nourish the luck lotus, see how he Longhu Mountain suppresses Wudang Mountain.

The white fox chuckled lightly: "This is what you once said, 'Daoyou, this thing is related to me?'" ”

The blue bird was surprised "ah", and then pondered the sentence "This thing is related to me", it seems to make some sense, don't readers most respect "salute first and then soldier"? I don't know which reader this sentence came from.

Jing Zhou smiled awkwardly: "Drink, drink." ”

The air quieted down, and only the sound of the white fox's face "goo-goo-goo-goo" remained.

Jing Zhou opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the blue bird, the little half of the chicken in her hand was almost finished, he guessed the girl's thoughts, he said softly: "There is no need to eat this meal so quickly, anyway, there is nothing left and right, is it possible that you still want to go out to vigil after eating?" The little thief around here happened to be cleaned up by me before going out, and he was probably still lying on the ground squeaking at this time. ”

The heart was broken, and the blue bird was stunned for a moment, and then whispered "um".

On the second day, the bluebird wore a pair of big dark circles under his eyes. She didn't sleep all night, although the son said that there was no need to keep vigil, but as a maid, the blue bird always remembered her identity.

"Okay, you go to the carriage to squint, otherwise if you are like this, the son will not worry about you catching the car." Jing Zhou threw the haggard but stubborn blue bird into the carriage, sat in front with Erlang's legs crossed, and did not drive the horse, letting the old horse go by himself. The morning air in the mountains is the most refreshing, take a deep breath and feel relaxed, and then take a dog tail grass in your mouth, two words: comfortable!

As the old horse walked along the road, there was a noise in the dense forest, and in a short time, several hungry people rushed out of the dense forest and stopped in front of the car. More than a dozen people were in rags, wearing straw sandals, with a disheveled head, and carrying a wooden stick in their hands, which was quite similar to when Xu Fengnian was free.

The white fox's face couldn't help but glance forward, after all, a hairy thief who didn't even have a decent weapon was rare.

The blue bird opened the curtain and was about to get out of the car to pick up the gun, but was pressed back by Jing Zhou.

This girl is good at everything, but it's a pity that she doesn't know how to hurt herself, and she is a person who is loved and pitied.

"What, you heroes are going to rob?" Jing Zhoule said happily.

"Uncle Li, what should I do? Did you come across a prickly idea? This boy is not afraid of us, do you want to be in the wind? A dirty teenager stepped forward and asked in a low voice, after all, who had encountered this kind of lonely noble brother and lady in the past, which one was not scared by them and cried for his father? He thought that his voice was low, but whether it fell on the ears of the white fox or Jing Zhou's ears, it was extremely clear.

The one called Uncle Li thought about it quite seriously and shook his head, how can they say that it is also a very high-status among the dozens of bandits in this Qingcheng Mountain, and the big boss Lao Mengtou is the earliest king of the mountain, and even the seventh little daughter-in-law of the official in the county has robbed it, and now he has met a fat sheep and does not pick up some wool, what is this group of old snacks on the mountain?

He glanced at the man in white who covered his face with a thick book on the carriage and secretly admired. People who are still in the mood to read books at this time, what is this called, probably because they are brave and born in books, listening to the older generation of people say, hundreds of years ago, people who really read books to the bones are not those who can only shout now. But admiration is admiration, this meal must be eaten, he pretended to be a thief, and said fiercely: "We also understand the morality of the rivers and lakes, hand over the money, and we will let you go!" ”

Jing Zhou nodded "um", and all the thin thieves were waiting eagerly.

After a long time, I didn't see the boy take out the money, and the thief surnamed Li glared at him and said impatiently: "Then what are you waiting for?" Take the silver out, or we will tie you up the mountain, look at your fine skin and tender meat, I haven't suffered any hardship, just live in the mountain for three days, and keep it so that you cry dad and call mother! ”

Jing Zhou spread his hands and said in an extremely sincere tone: "Heroes, I don't have any silver on me!" ”

After all, when he goes out, he carries all the gold!

The silver ticket is there, it's still hot, and he just got it from the eldest son of Li who likes to play with his little father-in-law.

It's just that the denomination is not small, and if it is given to these people, it may not be able to cause trouble. Half of the thieves in Qingcheng Mountain are ordinary people who are difficult to live in the world, if they are not hungry and can't eat, who wants to fall into the grass? Even if he is the king of the mountain, he will only rob some rich people's silver, and few will harm their lives, and even if they meet poor people, they may even share a mouthful of food.