Fu Yu "went up the mountain" in a daze and became a nobody at the bottom of the self-proclaimed White Turban Army.

Since he was frightened by Bai Liye and fainted that day, when Fu Yu woke up again, he was already in a camp tent deep in a mountain forest valley, his pants were still wet, exuding an unpleasant smell. Next to the straw mat, there are some clothes and the like in a mess.

Fu Yu listened to the fact that there was no movement around, quickly changed his pants and threw them aside, and then walked out, except for a few bonfires that had been extinguished, there were other empty tents, which seemed particularly quiet.

Fu Yu tiptoed around, slept all morning, and his stomach couldn't help but grow, and the sound of cooing followed one after another.

Sniffing his nose, Fu Yu hurriedly ran to a bonfire, set aside the charcoal residue, dug it, and actually buried a few roasted wild potatoes, without peeling the skin, and devoured them.

Then, Fu Yu hurriedly became thirsty, and went to other tents to rummage, except for neatly placed boxes and some daily necessities, there was nothing, fortunately, he found a jar of wine, he couldn't manage so much, he drank it in a big gulp, and he coughed again and again.

Full of wine and food, Fu Yu looked at the hills not far away, and thought about going to the woods for a stroll, as for where this is, what are these people doing, he has nothing to worry about, and he doesn't care about it at all.

As soon as he got into the forest, Fu Yu heard someone in front of him shouting and drinking, shouting loudly to release the arrow, hurry up and catch him and the like, before Fu Yu could react, he saw a mountain boar crashing into his arms, the whole person was knocked into the air, his body couldn't help curling up, and then he fell heavily to the ground, in pain he was in a cold sweat, and he almost didn't vomit out the things he had just eaten and drunk into his stomach.

Fu Yu, who was lying on the ground, had arrows falling continuously on his head, under his crotch, and around him, so frightened that he didn't dare to move. The boar, with two arrows in his buttocks, screamed and called, and was not ready to escape, but turned his head and stared at Fu Yu who was close at hand, about to die with him, his front hooves kept digging the mountain soil, and the snort in his mouth was snorting.

Fu Yu beat Xiaochang in Ayaluo Beijing, who had ever seen this battle, more than 200 catties of wild boar, the back was higher than his waist.

I used to read a book that when you meet this kind of beast in the deep mountains and dense forests, it is best to remain motionless, as long as you don't provoke them, you will generally not have a conflict with the human race, but the big guy in front of you is no longer a matter of anger or not, but a question of whether you will swallow yourself alive.

The mountain boar finally finished accumulating its strength, and rushed towards Fu Yu fiercely, and the surrounding mountains and rocks could feel the power of the little giant beast's vibration.

Fortunately, with his eyes closed, Fu Yu, who was waiting to be slaughtered, did not worry, only heard a whoosh, and then opened his eyes, and saw an arrow, which shot straight into the eyebrows of the boar.

"It's still Bai Lin who is powerful, brothers, learn a little."

"Wang Lao Liu, stammer, continue to stutter, you don't even look at you when you look at Bai Linchang."

"Sixth, you said that you, the arrow just now, if that kid can't marry a daughter-in-law in the future, he won't have to settle accounts with you? Let you help warm the bed? ”

"Warm the bed? No problem, it's not that I haven't slept with my brothers, let alone in the future, I'll sleep with this little brother tonight, how to say it's also a half-sized child, and my whole body must be hot! ”

"You're fucking, you really have a unique taste, stay away from us in the future."

This was followed by a burst of hearty laughter and scolding.

In the morning, on the roof of the village, the group of men wearing white scarves and wearing green clothes that I had seen vaguely ran from the forest, about twenty or so, and when each person passed by Fu Yu's side, they each picked up the arrows on the ground, and did not forget to knock on his skull with the guy in his hand.

They cut off the trunk of the tree on the side, tied the boar's legs with hemp rope, and sang a song while carrying it.

Fu Yu sat on the ground, just put away his beating heart, and was hit on the shoulder by someone again, startled, and heard the person behind him jokingly say: "Forget and forget, don't be scared to pee anymore, the clothes in the mountains are not the people of the market, and they can't stand your hoof." ”

Listening to the voice, it was the handsome young man who patted himself on the shoulder outside the village. Fu Yu snorted, got up and patted the weeds and dust on his body, followed behind the group of men, and went back to the camp tent.

On the way, the man introduced himself to Fu Yu, his name is Bai Liye, that is, the Bai Lin chief in the population of the group, because he is not used to seeing Jiaozhou under the rule of King Ping'an, the people's livelihood is withering day by day, so he raised his arms and shouted to pull up such a team, the brothers are all from a bitter background, and the family is like a village persecuted in the morning, relatives have been wrongfully persecuted, and they all died unexpectedly, so they all followed themselves one after another, and they did not dare to say that they killed the rich and helped the poor, but the meaning was similar, but when they saw injustice, the white scarf arrow would come.

After hearing this, Fu Yu's blood surged, and before Bai Liye stretched out his hand to invite, he volunteered to follow them, and told him about his life experience and why he came to that village, and told him without reservation, just begging Brother Bai to stutter for himself.

Bai Liye smiled, and didn't agree to him immediately, just said, you have to think about it, eat our bowl of rice, but it's not as simple as what you read from the book, and as he spoke, he returned the "Dongfang Collection" to Fu Yu.

Back to the camp tent, everyone packed up the camp tent, and buried the remnants of the bonfire, during which the man named Wang Lao Liu scolded angrily, which dog cub ate the yake buried by Lao Tzu, and he was still hungry, and he wanted to eat his own go to the mountains to plan, grandma's.

Fu Yu hid in the distance with a weak heart, not daring to squeak.

After everyone had gathered up and stopped, they took out a few sacks of grain from the place covered with weeds and carried them to a towering mountain not far away.

This mountain is called Yunjia Mountain, the mane clouds are fighting the sky, and the mountains and forests draw the air of Sichuan. In the middle of the mountain, it is entangled by the vast white clouds all the year round, because several continuous peaks are like the horses that are struggling with their hooves, and the clouds are like the reins wrapped around the horse's mouth, so it is named.

From noon until the sun was about to set in the sea, Fu Yu breathed and breathed, and came to a simple and repaired village through the secret passage of the mountain stack.

Taken from the terrain that is located between the two peaks of Yunjia Mountain, in a natural platform, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Looking back, the west is the empty sea, the long coastline extends out to the distance of Dongyang Island, in the meantime, you can see a few small fishing villages with floodlight, Xiluo Gorge faintly exudes lightning and thunder in the northwest, and in the northeast, you can see the whole Ayaluojing like a topaz flash, when the weather is good, you can even see the Baisha Island in the southwest, reflecting the sun, like a sharp sword.

Fu Yu didn't care about it, he just found a haystack and sat down, the others seemed to be used to it, and they didn't have obvious exhaustion, put the grain into the warehouse, put the bow and arrows into the weapon rack on the side of the field, and then found a big table and a large cauldron, lit a bonfire to burn the pig-hair, then boiled water to clean it, and then carried it to the table to disembowel, and cleaned up the wild boar.

Fu Yu walked to the table, he used to often go to the butcher Lao Li's house to see the situation, the man who was fiddling with pork was obviously a layman, Fu Yu pointed his fingers, how to unload the pork knuckle, and the plum blossom loin should also be distinguished, especially the erect neck, which should be better cut from here. In the end, Fu Yu did not forget to remind Jean to tie the bitter gall with a rope and hang it under the eaves of the warehouse, implying abundant every year, and at the same time not forgetting the hard days of the past.

After Fu Yu finished instructing, he was quite comfortable with his hands behind his back, turned around and bumped into Wang Laoliu, a man in his forties with stubble, and threw the long scoop and dung bucket to Fu Yu with a cold face, saying that Bai Lin Chang ordered, I heard that your kid used to specialize in this in the city, just get up tomorrow morning, clean up the "horse pen" in the village, and then start a meat joke with the man who dismantled the pig.

Simply, although he was a newcomer, Fu Yu also got a bowl of pork soup in the evening, with a few pieces of meat in it, and the dry pancakes were very fragrant. However, compared with the established food, it is still too much worse, if you put some leeks in the broth, and sprinkle some sesame seeds and salt on the shortbread, it is only good to eat it in a cold day.

At night, there were two people on the kang mat next door, Wang Lao Liu, snoring loudly, just learned that he was sleeping in a separate place with him, Fu Yu was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his chest, thinking that they were just joking during the day, but fortunately, after eating, the white turban army consumed a lot of physical strength under Bai Liye's drills, and Wang Lao Liu fell asleep when he came back, too lazy to pay attention to this little roommate.

Fu Yu couldn't fall asleep over and over, looked at the moonlight outside the window in a daze, thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, just now he saw that the silver moon had become scarlet like blood, and now it was back to normal.

Looking at it, Fu Yu also snored lightly, dreaming of his grandfather and the little lady next door.

In the Grave City, the twelve people were temporarily scattered left and right, looking at the scene in front of them in surprise, Tong Tong instantly approached the side of the demon hook, reached out a hand, grabbed its head fiercely, and lifted it gently.

The scarlet silver moon on the head of the devil faded the scarlet light in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, the flower on Tong Tong's forehead became more and more flushed, looking very bewitching and weird, and a silver-red round light gradually appeared behind him.

Ju Ling also seemed to remember something, and spewed out a breath of earth fire, rushing towards Tong Tong's back.

Tong Tong seemed to be a different person, turned his head to look at Ju Ling, smiled contemptuously, and waved his free hand casually, and extinguished the earth fire into invisibility, and the hook demon in the other hand, the six arms frantically slashed the old enemy in front of him, but in vain, soon, with the sound of cracking, this hook demon detachment, like a broken glass, in the stunned eyes of everyone, split and then turned into prickly powder.

A long howl resounded through this world, sad and distant, happy and unwilling.