How could Zhong Chengliang expect that Xu Jian suddenly bowed to the ground, he was in a hurry, and he also knelt down and said to Xu Jian: "Senior, please...... Please hurry up. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to help Xu Jian, but he didn't know that Xu Jian's body was attached to the ground like a disk, and Zhong Chengliang didn't move under his support. He often picks up hoes and swings axes between the mountains and forests, plows and logs, builds bows and spears, hunts birds of prey, and thinks that his strength is outstanding. Seeing that Xu Jian refused to get up, he suddenly lost his mind in his heart, and said anxiously: "Senior, please get up first, boy...... Boy, how can I be virtuous, I'm just afraid of breaking what you rely on. ”

Xu Jian was still bowing to the ground, Zhong Chengliang knelt opposite him, looking at his back, his shoulders were wide and round, and he was as strong as a tiger bear. I thought that he was such a dignified man, but he bowed down to me in the village and mountains, and said that the man had gold under his knees, and he worshiped his parents in heaven and earth, and it seemed that what he wanted me to do was very important...... I heard my uncles say that there are many cunning and cunning people outside, I don't have half of the experience of walking in the rivers and lakes, how can I be as good as one of the tens of millions? Thinking of this, Zhong Chengliang sighed softly, and then thought that Xu Jian was seriously injured or would die soon, when a person was about to die, his words were also good, he could still abandon his dignity and commit himself to the word love, but my mother-in-law and mother were cowardly! He is so chivalrous and courageous, how can I refuse to give it to others? I am alone and have nothing to worry about, so what can I worry about? If you can save people from fire and water for him, it is better than doing nothing in this life!

Zhong Chengliang's chest was hot, and he said to Xu Jian: "Senior, please get up, I promise you, no matter the difficulties and obstacles, I will do my best to live up to your trust!" ”

Xu Jian heard Zhong Chengliang's answer, raised his face, and couldn't help but tremble slightly, but seeing that he was radiant and happy, the dark feeling on his face seemed to disappear at this moment, although he couldn't see and his mouth was silent, but he still couldn't hide the joy and joy in his heart. Zhong Chengliang saw that he was relieved, so he helped him to get up and sit down, only to feel that his body was weak and prostration, panting again and again, which was very different from the previous support of the general.

Xu Jian sat firmly with his back against the statue and adjusted his breath, he had already poisoned his viscera, exhausted and exhausted, and he used up his strength to consume the only remaining strength, calmed down for a long time, and slowly said: "Little Brother Zhong, what I want to say below, please keep it in mind, and walk around the rivers and lakes in the future, it will be of much benefit to you......" Although he has known Zhong Chengliang for a short time, with his identity as the owner of the orange flag, he is well-informed and has read countless people. He knows that Zhong Chengliang is simple and simple, but he has never been involved in the world, he is not familiar with human feelings, he has not experienced bloody wind and rain, the rivers and lakes are mixed with dragonfish and fish, and the people are unpredictable, and the things he entrusted are very critical, if Zhong Chengliang is accidentally bullied, or coerced and used by others, the consequences will be terrible, and the far-reaching impact will be irreversible.

Zhong Chengliang saw that his tone was solemn, knowing that he was going to tell him to explain something important, his heart suddenly thumped, and he nodded with a "hmm", and then held his breath and listened.

At that moment, Xu Jian told how he was framed by the traitors, how he tried to contact the gang and was blocked everywhere to avoid trouble, and how he was secretly poisoned. The more Zhong Chengliang listened, the more frightened he became, his palms clutched in a cold sweat, feeling uneasy and regretful for the various hardships Xu Jian had experienced in the past few months, he stood up, clenched his fists, and said indignantly: "Senior, boy, I know that my skills are low, and I have nothing to do with it, but if you can trust me, please send me even if you give your life, then you will not hesitate!" If you are lucky enough to get out of danger thanks to God's protection, you will try to clear your name! After speaking, he bowed to Xu Jian.

Zhong Chengliang's words were impassioned and dedicated, Xu Jian was very happy when he heard it, but at this moment, his whole body was poisoned with the flow of wine, and his seven orifices were bleeding and in a trance, so he couldn't help but say: "Good brother...... Good brother ...... "He kept his head down, and Zhong Chengliang naturally didn't notice the strange change in his face, only that he was tired and weak, so that his voice became lower and lower. Hearing this, Xu Jian sighed and said softly, "Little Brother Zhong...... I ask you to do one thing for me...... You are writing this letter...... Personally...... Personally send it to the hands of the leader of the Ma Gang of Laws, and you must not fake others, otherwise, you will ...... Woe to ...... Straightforward, detailed...... Detailed letter. After speaking, he took out a letter from his arms, Zhong Chengliang carefully handed it over and put it in his arms, and said: "Remember, the boy will go down to the Sword Mountain on the Sea of Fire and will be handed over to the master of the Ma Gang, please rest assured." ”

Then Xu Jian briefly talked about the relationship between the gangs and the anti-Korean righteous acts, and also specially instructed the taboos on the rivers and lakes, Zhong Chengliang only listened and nodded again and again, remembering what Xu Jian said.

At this time, Xu Jian gradually felt that his physical strength was exhausted, and his spirit was not continuous, so he had to gasp for breath. Seeing this, Zhong Chengliang said to him: "Senior, you can rest first." ”

Xu Jian nodded reluctantly, suddenly remembered something again, raised his head and opened his mouth to tell Zhong Chengliang that he knew, but he lacked strength, and his voice was extremely low. Zhong Chengliang suddenly saw that his face was covered with blood, his heart was furious, and he almost choked up and said, "Senior...... You...... Your face...... Flow...... Bleeding ......" and Xu Jian seemed to hear what he said, and opened his mouth to speak, Zhong Chengliang hurriedly put his ear to his mouth, but only smelled "New Taipei...... Feiyun ......" these four words can no longer be heard clearly, seeing Xu Jian touched the wine jar beside him with his fingers, Zhong Chengliang didn't understand what he meant, only said that he still wanted to drink, slightly stunned, lifted the wine jar close to his mouth, held up the bottom of the altar, and the remaining slurry in the wine jar flowed into Xu Jian's mouth, smelling him coughed lightly after drinking, with a smile on his face, he fell asleep.

At this time, Zhong Chengliang also felt that the wine was smoky, his eyes were misty, he saw that Xu Jian's face was bloody, but it seemed to have stopped the bleeding, he tore off a cloth on his sleeve forcefully, and gently wiped the blood stains on his face for Xu Jian, seeing that he was sleeping peacefully, he also slept next to the wall.

I slept until noon the next day. In addition to festivals and sacrifices such as customs and customs, Sanqing Temple is rarely visited on weekdays, Zhong Chengliang opened his sleepy eyes, saw that Xu Jian had not woken up, and thought that he was deeply poisoned, and he drank a lot of alcohol last night, and he would not be able to wake up for a while.

Zhong Chengliang stood up and whispered to Xu Jian: "Senior, I'll go and invite Uncle Ma first, and I'll be back soon." He turned around and walked his legs, but unexpectedly kicked over the wine jar, and rolled straight off the stage with a "bang" sound, and fell to pieces.

Zhong Chengliang was startled, thinking that such a big movement would inevitably alarm Xu Jian, but when he turned his head, he saw him lying asleep with his head bowed, as if he was unconscious. Zhong Cheng had a strange conscience, and knelt down in front of him and greeted him a few times: "Senior, senior?" Seeing that Xu Jian didn't answer, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder, but there was still no response. Zhong Cheng's conscience felt a sense of horror spontaneously, he held Xu Jian's wrists, only to feel that his hands were cold, the pulse had stopped, and he stretched out his finger to probe his snort, this probe was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, but he was already out of breath!

He looked at Xu Jian's body in a daze, and his heart was confused for a while, and he didn't know what to do. It wasn't until the sunset spread over the mountains and the beginning of the silver moon that it was like a dream, and suddenly the grief intersected and cried loudly.

Zhong Chengliang cried for a while, and finally remembered what Xu Jian had delivered before his death, so he endured his grief, calmed down for a moment, and picked up Xu Jian's body and walked out of the temple.

At that time, it was pitch black, but I saw green smoke curling. Zhong Chengliang took Xu Jian's body to the tomb in the southwest, and the body of the valley was buried here, he picked up a shovel in his hand, found the place where Uncle Zhong was buried, dug a pit next to the tomb and dug the soil, Mo was about five feet deep, and buried Xu Jian safely. Then he buried the earth and stones, found a flat wood in the post, and then carved on the wood with a sharp object: the tomb of Xu Jian's predecessors was inserted vertically in the cracks of the stones. After a period of busyness, he was exhausted, his eyes were dark, he could no longer support it, and he fell backwards on his feet, and fainted.

He woke up after a coma, his eyes were full of starry sky, the attacking wind swept in his ears, the patrol phosphorus fire flickered near and dark, flickered far and bright, and heard the howl of a lone fox and wild wolf on the grave on the left, but at this moment his heart was like water, and he had no fear of the strangeness around him. He calmly stood up and bowed to the tomb of Xu Jianzhi, moved his steps, and came to the tomb of Uncle Zhong to prostrate three times, kneeling on the ground, and it was dawn. The accident overnight caused him a lot of blows, at this time his thoughts were surging, and his mind recalled all the things that Xu Jian had told him in the Sanqing Temple, and he was full of righteous indignation and anger, and he was indignant for the misfortune that Xu Jian had encountered. He secretly vowed in his heart that he would fulfill Xu Jian's will, so that he would not suffer unclear grievances. At this time, when he looked up and saw that the east was white and the morning sun was rising, he immediately bowed to the tombs of Uncle Zhong and Xu Jian, and then turned around and left.

After Zhong Chengliang left the tomb, he went back to the house, had breakfast from Jane, washed and changed clothes, and still dressed as a farmer. He prepared enough dry food, packed up his baggage, bolted the door from the outside of the house, and walked towards the mouth of the valley. As he walked, he thought, now that he has left Sanqing Valley, he will definitely have many difficulties in the future, when will he be able to come back? In his heart, he was both touched and reluctant, but when he thought of Xu Jian's framing and wrongdoing, and died so sadly, his eyes were splitting and his chest was on fire, and it was inconvenient for him to leave the valley to be known, so he picked a barren path to cover up and walk, and walked out of the valley in a moment.

He followed Xu Jian's instructions and traveled northward from the valley, and after a few miles he came across a dense forest, crossed the forest and then turned west and went straight, and after a few hours he came to a bay crossing. It's just that whether you can meet the past ferry, it all depends on chance, you can take it in a moment or three if you are lucky, and if you are unlucky, you will not be able to land for ten days and a half months, if there is not a boat in the valley to cross the ferry, or there is a fishing boat that goes out to sea to fish, it is really more difficult than climbing to the sky without the help of a boat to cross this sea.

It turns out that there are only two roads in and out of Sanqing Valley, one is the waterway, which is also the road that Zhong Chengliang walks now, and there is a boat to cross the waterway, which depends on whether God appreciates the face and cares, although the journey is the shortest and the least time-consuming, but also the most hidden, the people outside the valley basically do not know, so there are very few people who choose this road to enter and exit. The other is the land route, after going out of the valley along the west straight line, passing the thirty miles of mountain and forest paths, and then bypassing the two mountain passes, you can go on the flat avenue, along the road and go straight to the north, you can catch up with the nearby towns between five days and five nights, you can ride a horse to travel on this road, it is more convenient, but even if the longitudinal horse is rushing in the starry night, it will take at least three days and three nights to get to the Sanqing Valley, and along the way, you also need to beware of horse thieves to loot. Xu Jian, Chao Tianxiao and others walked this road, Xu Jian had encountered a group of horse thieves on the way, he knew the risk of this road, and later he heard that there was another waterway, and he also practiced to the bay ferry, but whether he could cross the sea was all by chance, but he could avoid being violated by horse thieves, so he told Zhong Chengliang to look for the waterway and go, waiting for a good opportunity.

At this moment, the scorching sun was in the sky and the sun was like fire, Zhong Chengliang looked at the sea, but saw that there was no end, only the white waves were rolling, but there were no boats. He found shade under a big tree, the sea breeze was gentle, a little warm, blowing warm on his body, very comfortable. He had been sleepless all night, and had been rushing for several hours in a row, although he had worked all year round, and was healthy and strong, he was already sweating profusely, and he could not stand a sense of sleepiness that was about to come up, his head drooped, his eyes closed, and he had fallen asleep.

In a trance, Uncle Zhong's benevolent appearance appeared in front of him, and he asked in a lost voice, "Daddy, is it you?" As he spoke, he stepped forward with an arrow and threw himself into Uncle Zhong's arms, and couldn't help crying, "Daddy, I miss you so much...... I miss you so much......" He raised his head, only to see Uncle Zhong smiling, but not speaking, his eyes showed tenderness and pity, as if to tell him to take care of himself and be more careful along the way. He was about to say more, but suddenly Uncle Zhong's figure had disappeared, but there was another person standing in front of him, but it was Xu Jian, who was bleeding from seven holes and had passed away!

Zhong Chengliang was taken aback, and said in a trembling voice: "Front...... Senior, you ...... You ......" I saw Xu Jian open his mouth slightly, and spit out five words intermittently: "New Taipei...... Feiyun ...... Wine ......" said that, he walked towards Zhong Chengliang.

Zhong Chengliang only felt that his heart had risen to his throat, and he wanted to move but couldn't, seeing that Xu Jian's huge figure was about to be enveloped, he reached out and pressed it on his shoulder, then pushed and shook, and said in his mouth: "Chengliang, Chengliang, wake up." ”

His eyes widened suddenly, his face was full of fear, cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, and his chest was rising and falling, as if he were in shock. Suddenly, he pressed a palm on his left shoulder, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a person in front of him who was bent over, skinny, his eyes narrowed into a slit and he was looking at himself with a smile, but it was no longer Xu Jian, but the old man surnamed Sun in the valley.