Why is there a madman locked up in the bandits?

Zhang Jun felt a little strange.

"Take me to see it."

Follow the scarred woman through the small door in the backyard of the Justice Hall, and see a winding path in the mountains and forests through the moonlight.

Follow the path towards the top of the mountain, and after about half a mile, you will see a narrow and low hole between the mountain walls.

Two women with knives were guarding the entrance of the cave, and when they saw Zhang Jun coming, they hurriedly saluted.

Along the way, he has experienced many ups and downs, although no one has ever said it explicitly, but in his heart, he has long recognized Zhang Jun as the undisputed leader.

Zhang Jun nodded to the two, then bent down to look into the cave.

The cave is not big, and you can see everything inside from the entrance of the cave.

There was a table and a chair in the cave.

There was an oil lamp on the table, and a lot of paper littered with ink on it.

On the chair sat a man with sloppy hair like weeds and ragged clothes like a beggar.

Two of the man's ankles were fastened with iron rings, which were connected to iron cables, the other end of which was nailed to the hard cave wall.

The man was now sketching something on the paper with a brush, and his mouth was full of words, and he was oblivious to the person standing at the entrance of the cave.

Seem... What a madman... Or a fool.

According to the understanding of ordinary people, good and evil are completely opposed.

The bandits in the elephant cottage are wicked people, and those who are locked up here by the wicked should always be good people, no matter whether they are crazy or stupid.

But Zhang Jun, who has gone through all kinds of hardships, doesn't think so.

So he didn't immediately ask someone to smash the iron rope and release the man.

You have to figure it out first.

She stooped into the cave and stood still at the entrance of the cave, followed by the scarred woman, took up her crossbow, and aimed her wound arrow at the madman with a wary expression.

"Who are you? Why are you being locked up here? ”

The madman is still immersed in his own world.

Airplanes~

The scarred woman pulled the trigger, and the arrow grazed the madman's scalp with a humming sound and shot into the cave wall, sending countless sparks and stone chips up in flames.

The splinter of stone chips hit the madman's face, and then he turned his head to look at the two men at the entrance of the cave, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, hidden deep in the messy hair.

"I haven't seen you two."

Then he twitched his nose a few more times.

"It's so heavy with blood, so heavy with murderous aura. You two slaughtered Dong Chang? ”

Zhang Jun has never heard the name Dong Chang, but he thinks that most of them are the big bosses of Xiangshanzhai.

"Is it Dong Chang who locked you up here?"

The madman shook his head.

"No, I'm the one who locked myself here."

The madman's eyes flashed with remembrance, and he bit his pen and thought for a moment before continuing.

"Thirty or forty years ago, I locked myself in this cave, which was still untapped at that time. More than 20 years ago, a group of mountain bandits came here to occupy the mountain, and after I killed a few of them, they were so frightened that they no longer dared to come to me for trouble. Later, another group of bandits came and drove the previous group away, and within a few years, another group of bandits came.

One after another, there were seven or eight gangs of bandits coming to this mountain, and the last group was Dong Chang. That kid is very sensible, and often brings me wine to drink, and when I am happy, I don't kill him, and I give him a little way to refine the body. Hey, hey, that kid still wants to worship me as a teacher, but it's a pity that he's too old to be famous. ”

"Humph! Braggart doesn't hit drafts. ”

The scar woman snorted coldly.

Zhang Jun remembered that when he attacked and killed Dong Chang, the strange red light that appeared on his body suddenly moved.

He bowed to the madman.

"Boy Zhang Jun, I've seen my predecessors. I don't know what to call my predecessors? ”

"Salutation..."

The madman looked thoughtful again, and after a long silence, he scratched his troubled hair and shook his head in anguish.

"I forgot, I can't remember. I remember a name in my mind, Feng Tiannan. But it's not my name, it's supposed to... A friend... Or an enemy... Oops, it's been too long to remember. ”

"Then why did the senior lock himself here?"

"Hey! I'll have to tell you about that. Come on, come on, come and sit next to me. ”

The madman suddenly became happy and beckoned to Zhang Jun again and again.

"Brother Jun..."

The scar woman wanted to dissuade her, but Zhang Jun waved her hand to signal that it was okay, and then went to stand next to the madman.

There was only a chair under the madman's ass in the cave, and there was no place for Zhang Jun to sit at all.

The madman didn't care about these details, grabbed the paper with handwriting on the table and showed it to Zhang Jun, and said excitedly at the same time.

"Back then... Hey, what year is it? Oh, I remember, it was forty-three years ago. I made a bet with someone. I remember, Feng Tiannan, hahahaha, why do I always wander around in my mind when I say this name, it turns out to be him. Tiannan Crazy Knife Feng Tiannan, I... I am... Who am I? Oops doesn't matter, love whom.

I made a bet with Feng Tiannan. Each of them creates a practice that everyone can practice, which is not inferior to the cultivation method, and gives us a place to return to the martial arts. So I locked myself here and made a vow when I would create the exercises and when I would go out of the mountains. Hey, hey, now that my body refining method is only one step away from being completed, I don't know what happened to Feng Tiannan's house? ”

Zhang Jun's heart couldn't help but jump wildly.

The weird and magical red glow on the head of the cottage is really worshipping this madman... Given by the predecessors.

Although he captured the elephant cottage and temporarily had a place to stay, Zhang Jun knew in his heart that it was not easy for more than 200 people to survive in Linzhou, where there were so many bandits.

The hearts of more than 200 people are ruthless, but compared with the bandits in Heifeng and Xiangshan, there is a big gap in combat strength.

And the Black Wind Village and the Elephant Cottage are just the last among the many bandit villages in Linzhou, if they encounter stronger strength in the future, the bandit villages with more bandits will only have the share of mermaid meat.

Therefore, the top priority is to increase your own combat power as soon as possible.

It's easier said than done to increase combat power!

And this madman in front of him... Oh no, it's the seniors. The exercises created by this predecessor can solve the urgent need.

Thinking of the red glow on Dong Chang's body, which was not afraid of the sharp blade of the sword, Zhang Jun couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and secretly thought to himself how to get this senior to agree to teach him the exercises.

The crazy old man who forgot his name and identity babbled about his experience, but Zhang Jun listened absent-mindedly.

"Now that I don't have much time, I think that although Dong Chang's kid is older, he has no choice but to let him inherit the mantle, and he can't let the method of refining the body that he worked so hard to create be lost. It turned out that he let you slaughter you. ”

Zhang Jun couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly stood up to make amends to the old man.

The old man suddenly patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder and said.

"It's good, it's wonderful, it's a Dong Chang, but it's you kid, God is still eye-opening. Hahahaha! ”