Chapter 3: Under the Cloudy Thorn Moon
He didn't answer, and continued to ask, "So the other person is Zhang Qiling?" Where did he go? â
Zhang Qixun still asked rhetorically, "What are you asking for?" â
From his answer, he already knew the answer, and his eyes were cold, "Since you are not Zhang Qiling, then I saved you in vain." â
Zhang Qixun was speechless for a moment, "Didn't you say before that it was to repay my life-saving grace?" â
"You don't remember anyway, it's useless to pay it back." Collapsed his shoulders and got up as a scoundrel, "It's okay if it's not Zhang Qiling, you have to do something for me." â
Zhang Qixun said angrily: "What to do?" â
He is now under the fence, and before the injury is healed, he should still be aggrieved.
"Carved a box for me." He slumped his shoulders and said, "I have seen the small sign on the old pine tree in the back mountain, and your carving is very good." â
"You're going to die?" Zhang Qixun was surprised.
"You're going to die." Since he knew that he was not Zhang Qiling, his attitude of slumping his shoulders suddenly deteriorated, "Can't I use it in the future?" â
Zhang Qixun sighed, and all the people in the poor and strange veins are really this stinky virtue, and they love to die.
After slumping his shoulders and turning out a piece of yellow rosewood out of nowhere, he threw it to Zhang Qixun, and then went to deal with the two rabbits caught in the trap by himself.
Zhang Qixun pinched the piece of huanghuali and looked at it over and over again, found the position where he wanted to cut the knife, and asked him, "What pattern do you want to engrave?" â
Shoulders slumped to handle the two rabbits, and without raising his head, he said, "Mountain, the mountain of Yaozhai." â
Okay, Zhang Qixun didn't say anything more.
Outside the cracks, the sound of the rain was dripping, and there was no intention of stopping.
Shoulders slumped, put the roasted rabbit meat into a bowl with a knife, replaced the lamp with a new battery, and placed it next to Zhang Qixun.
Although Zhang Qixun is very skilled in carving wood, in order to delay the time to heal the wound here for a few more days, he decided to carve more slowly, so that there is no excuse to drive himself away from his shoulders.
After staying in the gourd cave for two days, the gloomy sky finally cleared, and Zhang Qixun's mood also improved, and during the recuperation period, he could still jump to the cave outside on one leg and clean up the rotten bones that were already a little stinky.
One morning, he went out with his shoulders down, and he only came back the next afternoon, and brought Zhang Qixun a message, "They have been looking for you, and many of my nests near the ancient building have been patronized by them." â
Zhang Qixun paused for the knife in his hand, "You didn't let them find any clues, did you?" â
Shoulders was dismissive of his suspicions, "Why don't you go back." â
"Sometimes, death is the best way to hide."
After Zhang Qixun finished speaking, he continued to engrave the details of the box, he carved mainly the lake and the nearby mountains, the first shape has been shown to the collapsed shoulder, he has no opinion.
"What faction do you belong to now? Awakened? He asked with a slumped shoulder.
Zhang Qixun slowly blew off the small sawdust on his hand and teased his eyelids, "When you say the Awakening Sect, do you mean the archaeological team after being dropped?" Did you know that the archaeological team had already been dropped by then? â
"Yes." There is nothing to hide from the shoulders, "The Zhang family is very good at pretending, how could that little trick fool me." â
"The reason why I didn't stop them was just because I sensed that their purpose was in my favor, and I tried to throw an olive branch to them, but they didn't believe me, and when they finally left, they even abandoned me."
When he said these words, his eyes were very flat, he had been covering his face, and Zhang Qixun had never seen his face under the cover.
"Sort of." Zhang Qi said, "It's not possible, I'm not in the same camp as them, there is cooperation, and there are guardies, but the ultimate goal is the same." â
He slumped his shoulders and withdrew his hand to pour black powder into the broth.
Zhang Qixun's face was full of black lines, this guy is really good for revenge.
On the eighth day of living in the cave, Zhang Qixun finally finished carving the box, and he didn't know where to get some tung oil.
Zhang Qixun dipped the wooden box with gauze with a layer of protective film, which can prevent the wood from drying out, which is the simplest maintenance for wooden handicrafts.
Shoulder Drop also brought back a few medicinal materials that he wanted, which could be used to make a simple human skin mask, and after leaving Banai, Zhang Qixun could no longer show his true face.
On the ninth day, the injury recovered well, and Zhang Qixun planned to leave officially.
A bamboo whistle was blown on the shoulder, and there was soon movement in the dense jungle, and four or five brown lynxes, larger than calves, with pheasants and hares in their mouths.
As soon as these lynx saw Zhang Qixun, they kept baring their teeth at him, but because their owners were on the side, they did not attack.
This kind of cat is very intelligent and humane, Zhang Qixun killed so many of their friends, and it is inevitable to hold grudges.
Zhang Qixun suspected that the guy who collapsed his shoulders was deliberate, "You want these lynx to send me down the mountain?" â
Shoulders didn't pay attention to him, stepped forward to pick up the little prey from the lynx, and threw it to Zhang Ji to find a rabbit.
The two of them shuttled through this almost primitive dense jungle, flickering and following the great lynx.
At this time, the sun has begun to go westward, and the jungle is getting dark very quickly, and those lynx can act as temporary bodyguards, because there are many medium-sized beasts in the deep mountains of Banai, such as wild wolves, and even deeper there are fierce beasts such as leopards and black bears, which are very dangerous.
"You raised all these lynxes?" Zhang Qixun looked at the big lynx leading the way in front, "It's quite convenient to use them to catch prey, and it's better than dogs in this forest." â
"I'm not an orthodox hunter, I was a spy before I got involved in that incident, and I learned a lot of ways to raise animals, and after a few experiments, I found a way to domesticate lynxes, and the same goes for snakes." â
"There used to be not many lynx in the mountains of Banai, but now there are many of them." As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Qixun again, "If you weren't for the Zhang family, I would have let my lynx tear you to pieces a long time ago." â
The lynx is strong and nimble, and he uses the lynx siege design to kill many people who try to get close to the Zhangjia Ancient Building.
Zhang Qixun sighed, "Panma is not the Zhang family, so you killed him?" â
Shoulders slumped and smiled strangely, "He died of his own greed, and I didn't force him." â
"The horse is dead, and you stay alone on this mountain, won't you be isolated from the outside world forever." Zhang Qixun wondered.
"You don't have to worry about that." Shoulders didn't want to answer his question.
Zhang Qixun walked as he walked, his eyes flashed, "Are you not, there are other subordinates or insiders who should be outside." â
Slumped shoulders still didn't answer, and quickened his pace.
Zhang Qixun brushed aside the branches that stood in the way, and walked a few steps quickly to chase after him, "Is it Agui's son, the one you took away?" â
The shoulders turned sharply to stare at him, a fierce flash in his eyes.
Zhang Qixun was not afraid of him, his eyes were barely visible in the dark because of the shadows, and Zhang Qixun could only guess based on his physical reactions.
"Judging by the way you look, I should have met that guy already, right?"
Slumped shoulders and said coldly: "What do you want?" â
"It's not like that, I think you are really annoying, lacking in morality." Zhang Qixun said unceremoniously.
Shoulders sneered, but didn't refute, because he himself felt that the tattoos were not a good thing, including himself.
Seeing that he had not spoken, Zhang Qixun silently carefully counted in his heart the Yao children he had seen in his time for this time, and a special and eye-catching name suddenly popped out of his memory, "Is he in Kuhao Village now?" â
No wonder I thought that person had a good face at the time, and the people in Yaozhai were basically relatives, and it was not strange that their faces were similar, and they didn't even suspect this aspect at that time.
Hearing his words, he bowed his shoulders, and his hand had subconsciously touched the Yao knife on his waist.
Zhang Qixun ignored him, bypassed him and walked forward.
Slumped shoulders narrowed his eyes, untied the other knife tied to his waist, and threw it directly towards Zhang Qixun's back.
Hearing the sound of breaking the air, Zhang Qi didn't look back, and with his hand stretched back, he grabbed the knife with a bamboo sheath in the air, pulled it out and looked at it, and a very heavy bloody breath came to his face.
This is a deer antler hunting knife, the tip of the knife will exceed the elbow half a pinch after the forehand holds, and the handle with a blade has 40 centimeters, although the production is a little rough, but it is strong and sharp, the texture of the antler handle is very beautiful, giving people a sense of simplicity and stability, it is indeed a rare good knife.
"Do what?" He didn't see the intention of making a move from the collapsed shoulder, so he wanted to use this knife to buy people's hearts?
He looked at him fixedly, "Send you." â
"Don't worry, I won't go looking for them when I get out." Zhang Qixun pursed his lips, put away the knife, turned around and continued to walk forward.
The system completely crashed this time, and Zhang Qixun also found out that when the system really lacked energy and hibernated, his treasure chest could not be used, including those so-called rewarded materialized perception abilities, he now has night vision left, fortunately, it is not very chicken.
So the previous dormancy or something was all a lie to him, and the dog system was afraid that he would ask, so he directly used dormancy as an excuse to escape.
"But he's sure to return to his biological family sooner or later." Zhang Qixun added, "The bond of blood is not something you can cut if you want to. â
He didn't say anything, and even though he knew that the result would be like this, he didn't want to correct it.
"That kid's kung fu is also taught by you." After knowing that the blue and white rainbow was really Yun's brother, some of the details of the clues became clear.
It can be seen from the standing posture and strength of the Yao kid that he has some skills, and at that time I thought he had learned it from the old hunter in the village.
"Are you planning to make him a member of the Zhang family?" Zhang Qi asked.
Shoulders smiled bitterly, and a touch of melancholy crossed his eyes, "I don't know how long I can live with this body in tow, I was originally going to find a successor, but now that there is a new Zhang Qiling, I am no longer needed here." â
Zhang Qixun asked, "What is your original name?" was chosen by Zhang Qishan as Zhang Qiling's previous name. â
Shoulders were stunned for a moment, his name ...... Suddenly, he realized that he couldn't remember.
"I don't remember." He said.
"And what is the epitaph in your tezuka? Zhang Diandian? Zhang ellipsis? Zhang Jixun thought it was a little funny.
Shoulders have been living in this remote mountain for a long time, and I don't know what his dots and ellipses are, and he laughed inexplicably and a little annoyed.
"The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what it's called."
"Just pick up one when the time comes."
This vast green forest is also about to reach the edge, the vegetation is much sparser than before, standing on a high place, you can already see the lights of thousands of houses under the mountain.
"They're doing a light funeral for you." Shoulders slumped and said, "Why don't you go down and take a look?" â
In the vast night mist, clusters of white lights condensed on the mountains like sparks, igniting an immortal sea of souls, like boundless splendid silver silk, and the stars in the sky are also echoing it.
The night is soft, starlight, flowing silver, and the evening breeze caresses everything with its invisible cicada wings.
"They're saying goodbye to the world for me."
Zhang Qixun's voice was very soft, and as soon as the wind blew, it immediately drifted to nothingness.
There was loneliness and envy in his shoulder-slumped eyes, and he sat down and stroked the lynx's big hairy head, and whispered, "Do me another favor." â
"What?" Zhang Qixun replied casually, his attention had already passed through the mountains and flew into the sea of lights below.
The distance was just right, and he could see the brazier lit under the old pine tree in the center of the candle flame, and three familiar people were burning paper for him, and there were stacks of paper money on the side.
He regretted it a little, regretting that he "died" so easily, so that Wu Xie kept moving forward with obsession and guilt.
But having taken this step, there is no turning back for him.
"You're coming back here, aren't you?" Shoulder slumped asked.
Zhang Qixun gave him a little attention at this time, "What? â
"When Zhang Qiling returns home with Tezuka next time, you can take my Tezuka out of that crack and let him send it in together."
Zhang Qixun was stunned for a moment and looked at him, "Okay." â
As if relieved, he turned his back and waved his hand, blew a bamboo whistle, and several lynx followed him, and their figures disappeared into the dense jungle together.
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Zhang Qixun had been sitting on the top of the mountain, looking through the night, and he had watched Wu Xie for as long as they had been under the old pine tree.
When the morning light is bright, the lights and shadows are stopped, and the stars are white.
Only the last everlasting lamp at the top of the treetops was still exuding residual warmth.
Rubbing his left leg, which was aching, Zhang Qixun stood up from the grass, looked at the burning fire at the bottom of the mountain, and said "goodbye" imperceptibly.
After taking a few steps, he turned around again, only to find that when the three of them were leaving, the little brother's eyes also happened to look at this side.
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Time forgets, the past and the present are cold, the feather of the years.
The heaven is full of sorrow in the world, who is given a mausoleum, under the thorny moon, the lock is thousands of heavy.
Good night than heart~