No one cares about the dignity of the weak.

The road of life, the bumpy road, the common people, the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and the gate lords of the scholar clan are all like this, and they can't get rid of the word "life" in their lives, and they can't do without the word "fight", fighting for wealth, fame, power, and survival, in the final analysis, what they are fighting for is a breath of "gas", just for a better life.

The reckless mountains, the towering giant trees are towering into the clouds, the lush branches and leaves almost cover the sky, at a glance is boundless, the sky outside the mountains is clear, but the forest is a solemn, the rotten leaves that fall to the ground have accumulated a thick layer, and the refreshing smell of grass and trees can occasionally smell a trace of mildew.

One old and one young walk side by side in this mountain.

"Master, it's been a few days, but there is no trace of thieves in the southern border of Ogishan, is it that we are chasing in the wrong direction?" The boy couldn't help but ask.

The young man was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he was more than seven feet tall, slender and strong, and his eyebrows were quite heroic, but the gray coarse cloth was already in tatters, and if it were not for the long sword on his back, he would be no different from a beggar.

"Hang'er, why bother with whether there are thieves or not, there are few human tracks in the depths of this mountain, you and I have lived on the border for several years, and the first time I set foot here, why don't you collect your mind and appreciate the Zhong Lingyuxiu under the creation of this heaven and earth, and understand the mystery of this nature."

Dishan, a famous mountain in the southwest of Shudi, starts from Jiawu City, an important border town in the east, reaches the wild and uninhabited land in the west, and then turns south to explore into the southern Xinjiang, full of forests, dense grass and trees, can be described as a paradise for birds and beasts.

The old man seemed to be intoxicated by the refreshing breath of the mountain, and his eyes were closed to enjoy it, but his feet were not affected at all, and although he walked slowly, he was like walking on the ground.

At this time, if there are others on the side, I will only feel quite ridiculous when I see this old man, and the image of this old man is even more unbearable, the white robe is full of gray stains, the hem is rotten into black flocculent, the linen shoes on the feet have one or two toes exposed, and the white hair is tied up in the back of the head, and the messy ones are all knotted.

is obviously an old beggar, but he is pretending to be profound here.

The young man turned his head to look at the old man, but did not speak, he backhanded the long sword behind his back, and also learned from the old man's appearance, gathered his mind, and closed his head.

The forest was utterly silent, save for the squeak of young and old trampling on rotting leaves, the rustle of the mountain breeze blowing the branches and leaves of the giant trees, and the occasional crisp birdsong.

In the quiet forest, the lonely master and apprentice, from a distance, it seems that there are indeed some artistic conceptions of outsiders looking for immortals.

It's just that the boy didn't take a few steps but fell on his heels, and smashed his head into the thick rotten leaves on the ground.

The old man did not stop, but his hands behind his back hung down to his waist, his eyes opened slightly, and he leaned over to pick up a dead branch and held it in his hand.

The old man stopped, looked at the bushes not far ahead, and said softly: "Beast, you actually started the old man's idea. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a few pairs of green pupils emerging from the forest in front of me, which were particularly conspicuous in this dark dense forest.

"Wolf, Master." The boy reminded.

The old man's right hand holding the branch was raised, pointed at the wolves, and said, "Hang'er, these beasts are just practicing swords for you." ”

Hearing this, the young man pulled out the long sword behind his back, stepped forward in two steps, and stood with the sword in his hand, but he was holding the sword in his left hand.

The wolves appeared, and the head of the wolf was hunched over his waist and bared his fangs, and he was slowly approaching, as if he was testing the old and the young. The wolf pack was small, only five or six.

The boy stared at the head wolf, waiting for a sword to kill.

The wolf ran, the fangs were thick, the wind came with a hiss, and in an instant it came to the young man and struck him by the neck.

The boy could already smell the blood in the wolf's mouth, which had just been hunted.

The sword rose, the sword light flashed, the young man leaned over and moved half a step to the right, holding the sword in his left hand, drawing a semicircle from back to front, extremely indifferent, getting up and throwing the sword in one go.

The head wolf wailed and fell to the ground, a nearly two-foot cut in his abdomen, blood flowed, and the beating organs were clearly visible.

The wolves scattered.

In the evening, there is a bonfire in the forest, and the old and young sit around.

"Master, this wolf meat is very delicious to eat." The boy greedily nibbled on the barbecue in his hand.

The old and young went deep into Ogiyama, and did not see meat for many days, but at this time, this hard and fishy wolf meat was sprinkled with a little salt, but it became a delicacy.

"Everything in the world, the weak eat the strong, Hang'er sighed at this time that this wolf meat is delicious, but he doesn't know where the wolves are feasting." The old man shook his arms, swung his long sleeves to his elbows, reached out and grabbed the roasted wolf leg and sent it to his mouth, and the old man's left arm actually had a lotus tattoo.

The young man only cared about chewing and swallowing, and did not pay attention to this old man who could eat meat and sigh with emotion.

The young man ignored the old man, but someone else smelled the meat and came to him.

"Boom, the old name Hanako is right, Uncle Ben agrees very much!"

I saw three people walking out of the forest, all dressed as Jianghu people, the leader of the person was holding a truncated knife, and the two behind him each held a waist knife.

The old man looked up at the person, continued to gnaw on the wolf's leg in his mouth, and said: "You and I can meet in this deep mountain, you and I can be said to have a lot of fate, come, you don't have to be polite." ”

"Haha, I'm always called Hanako, and I'm still pretending to die when I'm dying, you and the young and old go deep into this big mountain and forest, but it's not to eat wolf meat, right?" The man at the head sneered.

"Alas, more than a dozen dart masters in the Fuyuan Dart Bureau, as well as the family of five and men of the Liangxing Commercial Bank, more than 20 lives, even women and children are not spared, you are really a great crime." The old man said.

"Haha~ Lao Tzu is doing this murderous and overselling business, speaking of which, the concubine room of the 10,000 shopkeepers is really memorable, but it's a pity that her temperament is too strong, so I have to kill her. As for the infant cub, if it weren't for the little rabbit cub's crying that attracted the patrol officers and soldiers, how could Lao Tzu's brothers have been killed and wounded, and how could Lao Tzu have fled into this deep mountain and forest like a lost dog?! The man said with a fierce face.

The man looked at the old man and the young man as he spoke, and said: "I have long heard that there are two old and young people near Jiawu, who are in charge of the wanted notices of the Nafu Ya and earn a reward. Today, the two of you feel that you are looking for Uncle Ben, don't you know that in the eyes of Uncle Ben, you two are just fat sheep sent to the door! ”

The man said that he actually killed him with a knife, and the two companions behind him snatched the knife and killed the young man.

"Alas, this way to find your traces, this old bone is about to scatter, you can't let the old man eat first!" The old man shouted, pulled it up on the spot, picked up the dead branch on the ground and stabbed it forward.

Sword Qi!

A sword qi shot out along the dead branches, how could the man who danced the knife have thought that this old man named Hanako turned out to be a kendo master! Frightened, the idea of fleeing for his life instantly appeared.

The sword qi swept past the man's side, and stabbed straight at the two people who ran towards the young man, only this stab, the forest was suddenly filled with coldness, and the sword qi broke through the air, and the two people looked frightened, and they were so frightened that they stopped.

The three bandits were all in a cold sweat, and after a few breaths, the sword qi dispersed, but none of them were injured.

"Alas, old man, the old eyes are dizzy, and he actually missed." The old man said curtly.

The young man had already drawn his sword in his hand, gave the old man a disdainful look, and rushed to the two who had made the sword.

The two of them just came back to their senses, touched their bodies indiscriminately, and when they saw that there were no wounds, they were overjoyed, but they said that the old man was bluffing.

The young man and the two of them exchanged hands, the figures were staggered, the swords clashed, the young man's swordsmanship was really good, the sword moves were sometimes soft and fluttering, sometimes violent and fierce, only three or five moves, the two people who made the waist knife were suppressed.

The evil man at the head was still stunned in place, and it was neither advanced nor retreated with a truncated broadsword in his hand, and the old man in front of him was obviously a hidden master, far from being his enemy.

The wicked man peeked at the old man, and saw that the old man was calm and idle, as if he had nothing to do.

"Yu Delong!" The boy drank.

When the wicked man heard this, he turned his head and looked terrified, but he saw that his two companions were dead in the forest, when was this killed by the young man?

The evil man pretended to be calm and replied: "It's Uncle Ben, how are you doing?" ”

As he spoke, the young man had already run three or four steps in front of the evil man, and his left hand had already gathered momentum to draw his sword.

"If you can defeat this young man, the old man will let you live." The old man on the side spoke.

"The old man is called, the old man has to be true to his word!" When Yu Delong heard this, it was as if he had been pardoned.

The old man didn't say anything more, the young man's sword had arrived.

Yu Delong turned around and danced his knife to block, but the young man missed the blow but was not entangled, and turned to Yu Delong's side in a few steps.

Seeing this, Yu Delong hurriedly swung the big knife and slashed horizontally, the force and speed were so fast that there was a sound of breaking the air, and the sound of "squeak" started, but this extremely powerful knife was dodged by the young man's leaning back, and it was actually cut to the thick trunk behind him.

"One hundred taels." Young and young.

Yu Delong's eyes were dim, and he said secretly in his heart: "One hundred taels? My head? ”

The big knife was stuck in the trunk of the tree, but Yu Delong couldn't pull it out anymore, and the young man dodged the horizontal slash, but turned his waist on the spot, and a sword pierced Yu Delong's chest.

A few days later, on the southwestern border of Southern Qi, Jiawu City, an important frontier town.

This Jiawu city is located in the southwest of Shu, south of the Xiaobie Mountain Range, north of the Di Mountain, these two mountains can be called a natural barrier, blocking the passage between Shu and the south of Xinjiang, this city is built under the cliff of the two mountains, it can be said that it is a dangerous place that can not be opened.

In the partial room of the Arrest Division of the government office, a young man was holding a truncated knife on his shoulder, carrying a coarse cloth bag full of blood stains, and was negotiating with the officials.

"Boy, yes, this Yu Delong was hunted down by the official army, and he has already fled into the depths of Ogishan, this can be found by you, okay, this official will give you a reward." An official in Tsing Yi opened the coarse cloth bag, and inside it was the head of Yu Delong.

Several gray-clothed officials next to him were also talking about it:

"In recent years, half of the thieves and bandits on this notice have been captured and killed by this old and young, and the reward for silver must be thousands of taels, but they are like a flower child all day long."

"Brother Tai doesn't know, these two people will share the silver with the poor, and they have no fixed place, and they often live in the broken temple in the west of the city, so they are sloppy."

"I don't know where this young man came from, since he came here three years ago, he has done this kind of business, not only arresting bandits, but also hunting and killing rogues and barbarian spies, this young man is so young, but he is like a murderer."

"Alas, I am fortunate to see it with my own eyes, and after more than two years, I am still terrified when I think about it. At that time, I was still on an errand in the army, and one day I was patrolling the southern part of Ogiyama, but I met this young man who had just slaughtered a group of barbarian sentinels, stumps and severed arms and barbarian heads, and he was covered in blood at that time, and he still had a brute knife hanging on his shoulder, just like that hellish Shura. ”

"Speaking of these rogues and barbarians, a group of blacksmith shops in our Jiawu City have also followed a lot of light, but in the past two years, the process of purchasing iron ore and smelting iron has been saved, and only this kid resells the weapons of the rogues and barbarians is enough for the daily needs of the blacksmiths."

The young man glanced at the officials when he heard the voice, and these people stopped moving in an instant, and their cold eyes were really chilling.

The young man took the reward and left, and went to the blacksmith shop to sell weapons.

"Does this boy have a name?" A gray-clothed official asked.

"Yitianhang." The Tsing Yi official looked at the departing young man and replied.