Facing the old man who was holding a steel fork and his face was full of vigilance, Qi Li hurriedly explained his situation, and learned that Qi Li had lived in the forest for nearly a year, and the old man was full of distress, and hurriedly beckoned Qi Li into the house.

After some tidying up, Qi Li changed into the clothes that the old man found out, washed his body, and cut off his long hair.

Qi Li's whole body has taken on a new look, although he is wearing homespun linen clothes, he can't hide his tall figure. A belt is tightly tied around the waist, which looks even more like a tiger's back, and there is a power hidden under the clothes that is about to explode; Under the bronze skin, muscles bulge like dragons, as if hiding a volcano that is about to erupt; The resolute and tough facial contours are not exquisite, but with the short hair of the smart spirit, it looks full of the beauty of raw power.

The old man looked at Qi Li, who was tidying up, and couldn't help but praise repeatedly: "Good young man, good young man, this dress was left by my son, you wear it too much like him!" After that, the old man brought a bowl of steaming stubble porridge: "Hurry up and eat it, young man, there is nothing good at home, but you have lived by yourself for so long, you should also want to eat this." Qi Li turned out the big bowl in the uncle's hand, and a warmth swept through the body.

Qi Li and Uncle sat on the stump in the courtyard, and Qi Li asked, "Uncle, are you alone at home?" ”

Uncle: "Yes, it's just my old bones."

"I just heard you say that you have a son, where did you go?"

"Alas! It's been a long time ago, there was an accident a few years ago" There was a sour feeling in the uncle's eyes: "Forget it, don't mention it"

Seeing that the uncle didn't want to say more, Qi Li didn't continue to ask these questions, and said, "Uncle, do you know Qingyunmen?" ”

Uncle: "Qingyunmen? I've heard of it, it seems to be a big sect! ”

"Then do you know where Qingyunmen is? I want to go back to my master."

"Then I don't know, cultivating into an immortal, this is too far away from us, young man, you are sent by the gate, are you about to become an immortal?"

Qi Li smiled embarrassedly: "Uncle, don't laugh at me, I haven't started cultivating yet, and now I'm just like us ordinary people."

The uncle laughed: "Then you have to come on, young man, cultivate to become an immortal as soon as possible, and you won't have to suffer like us!" I'll go to the market in the town to buy some mountain goods in a while, you can go over there and ask how to get to Qingyunmen."

Qi Li suddenly came to his senses: "Okay, I'll go with you, and I can help you get this little thing."

After breakfast, Qi Li and the uncle cleaned up the hare and pheasants on the wooden shelves in the courtyard, loaded some mountain mushrooms, and pushed the cart to catch the market. Along the way, Qi Li pushed the car, talking and laughing with the uncle, but the uncle's eyes often secretly filled with tears, and Qi Li knew that the uncle missed his son.

Qi Li couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for the uncle, the old man was such a good person, but he didn't get a good life, his son was gone early, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man. Now that the uncle is old, he can't hunt prey, so he can only catch some hares and pheasants in exchange for some food. Usually I am reluctant to eat meat at all, and life can be said to be quite difficult. Qi Li secretly thought that before he left, he must give the old man more prey to help him improve his life.

After walking for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the market. It was the first time for the tiger on the cart to go out of the forest, and when he saw the people coming and going in the market, he shouted one after another, showing great interest. Qi Li also lived in the mountains with his master since he was a child, and he saw all kinds of sellers, artists, gongs, and drums, and he was also dizzying.

When he arrived at the location of a stall, the old man took out a few copper plates for Qi Li: "You and Huzi go to walk around, and also inquire about the news, there is a teahouse in front, there are many people there, there may be someone who knows the location of Qingyunmen."

Qi Li looked at the copper plate in his hand and hurriedly pushed it back: "No money, uncle." I don't have anything to buy, you take the money."

The uncle stretched out his rough hands full of wrinkles and cracks, and stuffed the money back: "Take it, young man, there is a storyteller in the teahouse, he goes to many places, you go and ask him, why do you have to sell a bowl of tea for him!" ”

Seeing this, Qi Li no longer shirked, and after helping the uncle put the things away, he took Huzi straight to the teahouse. With the old man's guidance, Qi Li bought a small bag of tea with a copper plate, and handed it to the storyteller when he was resting.

After some talking, I really knew the location of Qingyunmen. It turned out that after some detours, Qi Li's current location was not directly north of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Forest, he was now in the northwest of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Forest. If you want to return to Qingyunmen, you need to start from the town and go northeast, go straight for two thousand miles, and you can reach the Qingyunmen's sphere of influence.

"That's a long way off," Qi thought to himself. But this is also normal, in the past year, Qi Li rested during the day and hurried at night, coupled with all kinds of difficulties and dangers, he had to take a detour, and it was reasonable for the direction to deviate a little.

After determining the direction, Qi Li returned to the place where the old man set up his stall. Before I got closer, I saw a group of people gathered around the stall, and the old man's angry voice came from inside: "Let go, why are you robbing my things!" ”

In front of the small stall, a group of people were pointing around the rack car.

Next to the rack car stood a middle-aged man with a rich dress and a fat head and big ears. The man in the middle was covered in satin, and his round belly seemed to burst out of his clothes. The old man held the handle of the frame car tightly and confronted the middle-aged man.

The crowd next to him was talking nonsense: "This person is really domineering, the old man will buy some mountain goods to make money, and he will take people and things for nothing, and he will return all the goods"

"That's it, this is too unreasonable, isn't this bullying honest people?"

"The old man is pitiful enough, and no one cares about it"

"Shhh, let's say a few words, who dares to care about this, he is Zhao Zu, the landlord of the Zhao family, you dare to care? Don't die! ”

"It's him, relying on his own family to be powerful and domineering, it seems that the old man can only consider himself unlucky"

"He's a landlord?" The person next to him looked surprised: "Isn't the landlord's family rich?" Still a little cheap? ”

"Look at what you say is not level, whether you have money or not is someone else's business, and this has no impact on his pattern......"

Many people in the crowd said cool words, but no one rushed to stop them.

Zhao Zu faced the old man with a disdainful face, his eyes widened, and his face was full of flesh: "Old immortal, what I want you to look up to you, what Lao Tzu likes you is your living signboard, you are still crooked, you don't want to live" As he spoke, countless spitting stars burst out from his sausage mouth with a catfish beard, which was disgusting.

"I just rely on this little thing to support my family, you took away what I eat and drink, you took one or two pheasants, you have to push the car away this time, you have to leave me a way to live" The old man was emotional, desperately clutching the handle of the car, and his body trembled slightly because of nervousness.

"Don't talk crookedly with me, there are so many people in the whole market, just talk to me a lot, get out of my way" While speaking, Zhao Zu waved his big hand, knocked the old man's hand out of the handle of the frame car, and pushed the old man to the side.

The old man was too old to bear such a great force, he fell backwards and fell backwards, and the surroundings hurriedly retreated, and the old man fell to the ground, stirring up a layer of dust, and the people around him whispered for a while, but no one dared to go up to help.

It is said that the clay man also has three points of anger, and after this great humiliation, the old man sat on the ground and pointed at Zhao Zu tremblingly: "You shameless villain, killing my son is not counted, and you come to bully me every now and then, you don't let me live, I don't let you have a good time, I, I fight with you!" While speaking, the old man stood up and thought about Zhao Zu rushing away.

Seeing the old man pounce, Zhao Zu's serious contempt was even stronger, he reached out and grabbed the old man's collar, spat on the ground and said: "Phew, you old thing is looking for death, what does it have to do with me when your son dies, you spew blood, see if I don't break your mouth" After speaking, the other hand was round and slapped towards the old man's face.

The onlookers seemed to have seen the scene of Zhao Zu's big mouth hitting the old man's teeth bursting, and couldn't help but close their eyes one after another.

When he was nervous, a straight punch came out of the diagonal stab and hammered into Zhao Zu's wrist. When he landed, Zhao Zu's palm changed its trajectory and threw it back in the opposite direction.

An indifferent voice came: "Let go of him, I can still let you go out safely!" ”

Seeing that someone dared to beat him, Zhao Zu looked surprised, and looked at a young man with short hair, a resolute face, a strong and powerful figure, and bronzed skin.

However, Zhao Zu is used to being arrogant and domineering in this one-third of an acre, his brother is the chief of security, and he is usually bullying and dominating the market, no one dares to provoke him, although the young man in front of him does not look very easy to mess with, but he did not really kill him Zhao Zu's prestige. Zhao Zu said: "Little cub, who are you?" ”

In the face of this kind of ground snake, Qi Li didn't want to take care of him at all, and did not answer Zhao Zu's question, and still said indifferently: "Let go of this old man"

"Yo he, you're crazy, you can't talk well, do you?" Seeing someone arrogant in front of him, Zhao Zu felt a little unbearable on his face, pushed the old man away, and blasted towards Qi Li with a punch. This Zhao Zu is obviously a practitioner, although he is obese, but this punch is quite powerful.

The old man next to him said anxiously: "Young man, get out of the way."

Qi Li didn't take this bully and bully the market seriously at all, and met it with a backhand punch, and the two fists collided together, only to see Zhao Zu's fist deformed instantly, and the bones in his palm were broken. The originally aggressive fist softened suddenly. Immediately, Zhao Zu lay on the ground and wailed.

Qi Li grabbed Zhao Zu's neck and lifted him up, stared at the other party's eyes and said, "If you don't want to die, just get out of here" and threw him out. Zhao Zu rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment, fled in embarrassment with his broken hand, and didn't forget to say before leaving: "Boy, if you have the ability, you wait, I'll be back soon."

Qi Li ignored Zhao Zu's impotent rage, and turned around to help the old man up.

Uncle: "Young man, thank you, let's go quickly, they should bring someone over in a while!" There are so many of them, you're going to suffer here! ”。

Qi Li was not afraid of anything, but thinking that the old man still had to live here, it was not good to make a big fuss, so he and the old man packed up their things and prepared to leave. Just as the two of them were about to push the cart back, Zhao Zu rushed over with a group of younger brothers.

"That little cub and that old man, you two will stop for me!!"