Chapter 8 Delicious
In an ethereal mirage, an old man with a silver beard sat contemplatively, and another woman knelt in front of the futon.
I don't know how long, the old man's mouth didn't open, and the voice rang: "What's the matter?" β
The woman replied respectfully: "Master Qi, the flame of the collapsed star is revived, and it will return in an instant, and it is still impossible to calculate the trace." β
The old man opened his eyes without joy and carelessness: "You can't do it either?" β
The woman lay still on the ground and replied for a long time: "If you know the Holy Venerable's shepherd who deceives the heavens, one more time, you will definitely know." β
"There is no trace of cause and effect, so that you are involved for no reason, it is also difficult for you, this god is counted as compensation, go and do it", the old man pointed to the void, turned into three stars, and left them in the center of the woman's eyebrows.
The woman's soft body trembled slightly, and she asked with difficulty: "Master, why do you have to do this?" β
The old man closed his eyes: "Go ahead." β
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The sun and the moon rotate without rest, and Baipan Mountain still lies quietly on this land, and the entanglement of world affairs is of no importance to it at all.
In a slightly spacious stone crevice, Yun Qian also lay quietly, but his eyes were vigilantly probing the surrounding environment, and only after confirming that there was no one else, did he sit up silently.
Thinking back to what happened before he fell unconscious, Yun Qian felt a little itchy in his chest, and looked down to find that there was a layer of transparent cream, and there was still some light redness underneath. I wanted to reach out and wipe it off, but I suddenly remembered the pendant, and hurriedly looked for it around my body, and saw it lying quietly on the left hand side, so I settled down: "Fortunately, it is still there, my father and mother will keep it for myself as an heirloom, if it is lost by myself, my father and mother will definitely be sad." β
As I was thinking about it, the smell of barbecue wafted from outside. The hungry Yun Qian instinctively walked outside. As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly saw a figure sitting cross-legged at the exit, Yun Qian was startled, turned around and ran back to the stone crevice, and picked up a stone from where he was lying, and put himself on the offensive and waited for it.
The figure outside heard the sound, so he said to the stone crack: "Xiao Engong is awake, you have slept all day, are you hungry?" I'm roasting some game, come and eat some. β
Yun Qian heard the voice a little familiar, and he was sweating with hunger, so he secretly hid the stone behind him and moved it outward against the wall.
The man outside the door didn't move, but looked at himself with a smile, and beside him lay a beautiful sword case with a long sword on it.
Yun Qian carefully distinguished, this person was the hero who resisted the bandits and had superb swordsmanship. But I don't know what his temperament is, so I didn't reply.
The young man looked at Yun Qian's cautious appearance standing with his hands behind his back, and smiled at Lang: "It seems that he is in good spirits." I only fed you some fruit water syrup before, and I was hungry. Let's try this, it's just baked, let's finish eating it. As he spoke, he handed Yun Qian a meaty roast pheasant.
Yun Qian stared straight at the roast chicken, still thinking about something in his heart, but his intestines were "very competitive" like thunder, and he simply said: Thank you, Daxia, dropped the stone and took the roast chicken half-grabbed, and tore it up, ignoring the heat. It's just that the seat is a little farther away from the youth.
The young man didn't come closer, and he took out some wild grapes out of nowhere, threw them to Yun Qian and said, "There is not much water, take some wild fruits Shunshun, I still have a snake and roasted mushrooms, do you want it." β
Yun Qian was silent, just shook his head. The young man estimated that he was taboo about snake meat, so he stopped talking and ate alone.
The cold does not choose clothes, the hunger does not choose food, not to mention the craftsmanship of young people, Yun Qian eats like a wolf and a tiger, sweating hotly, and cleans the roast chicken in an instant, and there is still some unfinished.
The young man looked at him, then at the remaining mushrooms, smacked his lips, and pushed all the remaining mushrooms to Yun Qian. Yun Qian was actually unkind, grabbed the mushroom and buried his head and ate it, but his expression was a little sneering.
There are ancient sayings: Enough food to carry righteousness, hunger and cremation to bury people. Although Yun Qian has not been hungry for a long time, he was hungry before, and he really couldn't raise his mind of being respectful. After eating the barbecue and mushrooms, his heart finally had some confidence, so he stood up and gave a deep salute to the young man: "Junior, Yunqian, thank you for the hero's great grace, if it weren't for the hero's rescue, the juniors would have already returned to Xili and died in this vast mountain wilderness." β
Seeing Yun Qian's behavior like this, the young man's face turned grim, and he hurriedly stood up and returned the salute to Yun Qian: "Xiao Engong, don't be like this, if you hadn't messed up the evil cultivator that day, I wouldn't be able to resist that ice thorn after all, I'm afraid it will end up with hatred." Xiao Engong took a righteous action but suffered, how can I give it up. β
Yun Qian's figure turned sideways to dodge: "The hero must not torture the juniors, in order to protect themselves, the juniors recklessly made a move in a hurry, but ......unexpectedly" Yun Qian had to explain something, the young man interrupted him with a wry smile: "Xiao Engong, let's sit down and talk, I have a chest injury and can't bend down." β
Yun Qian was stunned for a moment, only to see that the hero's chest and abdomen were wrapped in some rags, and there were faint traces of blood leaking out, so he hurriedly helped him to sit down: "I saw the hero injured before, and the junior forgot it for a while." You call me Xiaoqian, that's what the elders call me. β
"Xiaoqian? It's okay, don't call me a hero, my surname is Weng Zhiting, I am a wandering wild man, you can call me Brother Weng. Weng Zhiting sat cross-legged on the ground and motioned for Yun Qian to sit down as well.
Yun Qian didn't dare to be stubborn, knelt on the ground and replied: "Thank you Weng seniors for being lenient, the juniors have arrogance." β
Weng Zhiting didn't bother to bother with Yun Qian's title: "Xiaoqian, you and I save each other's lives, life and death are greater than the sky, so let's not deliberately entangle those vulgar vain courtesies." Can you tell me how you ended up in the mountains and why you hid in the trees? β
Yun Qian saw that this senior Weng had a warm demeanor and did not look like a bad person, so he relaxed his sitting posture a little, and roughly recalled that he came to Lushou City to study, and was suddenly robbed on the way home, and fled for his life in a panic, until he finally hid in a tree for the night.
Weng Zhiting quietly listened to Yun Qian's experience, and confirmed the scene in his heart: "I have been here for a short time, and I don't know much about some things, but this Lushou City is often murdered and robbed by mountain bandits?" β
Yun Qian shook his head and said: "No, although the local government is unable to wipe out the bandits in Baipan Mountain, there is still frequent maintenance in the southern part of the mountain, and it has been very calm in recent years, so the family is relieved to let me come out." encountered bandits this time, perhaps because of the bad luck of the younger generation. β
Weng Zhiting replied: "Bad luck? I don't think so. On that day, I happened to see a bloody car and traced it into the mountains and forests. But at night, the clue was broken, and then it happened to meet two mountain bandits, so they intercepted it. When they begged for mercy, they said that a man named Du Chongshan had walked with them about the news that a child was about to go home to visit his relatives, and he had a valuable jade pendant on his body. According to what you just said, the child in their mouth must be you, so they came to look for you on purpose. β
"The hero came to save me?" Yun Qian asked in surprise.
Weng Zhiting waved his hand again and again: "I have never seen you before, why don't you make a special trip." It's just because of the heart. It is also you who are alert on the way and escape by surprise. It was only when the two bandits turned around to pursue me that they met me. By the way, I found this jade pendant from them, and now it is back to its original owner. As he spoke, he took out a green jade pendant from his underwear and handed it to Yun Qian.
Yun Qian recognized this thing at a glance, took it ecstatically, got up and gave another salute: "Thank you senior, this thing is a gift from Uncle Shi, if it is lost on the junior, it will disappoint the elders." Today's lost and regained, just able to meet the concerns of the younger generation. β
Weng Zhiting waved his hand again: "I just said that I don't need to take care of those vulgar etiquette, how can I stand up again, it's all easy, don't think about it." β
But then he paused for a moment and said seriously: "Xiaoqian, I see that you are not very old, and you are not like a vicious and clever person, and you have a friendship with me who sacrifices your life, so even as an outsider, I still have to remind you that the person who delivered the news must have murderous intent against you, and you must know it in your heart." β
Yun Qian was silent: I came here to study, I was humble in everything, and I got along well with most people, but the only confrontation was when he Du Chongshan bullied him, could it be that he killed me just because of this?
Yun Qian looked up at Weng Zhiting, as if he wanted to ask what he meant.
Weng Zhiting said calmly: "I don't know the cause and effect, I can't conclude, this matter still needs to be judged by yourself." β
Yun Qian seemed to understand: "Thank you seniors for your advice, the juniors know." β
Weng Zhiting nodded: "Since that's the case, I won't say more." After a short rest, we were ready to go, and we met the bandits before, so we hid here first. It would take about two days to get out of here, so we left early. In the future, I will find an opportunity to destroy these mountain bandits, so as not to harm the innocent again. β
Yun Qian saw that Weng Zhiting said plainly, and seemed to be able to easily grasp their life and death: "Senior, didn't you say that life and death are bigger than the sky, why are you so casual when you want to take the lives of those mountain bandits?" β
Weng Zhiting was stunned for a moment, looked at the child in front of him, and asked rhetorically after a while: "Do you think they don't deserve to die?" β
Yun Qian was at a loss in his heart: "The younger generation has not been involved in the world for a long time, and he is even more ignorant and ignorant of life and death matters, and he doesn't know." β
Weng Zhiting found it a bit ridiculous to let a child ask about life and death, and joked: "I am a scholar of heaven and man, and the law is like heaven and earth, so naturally I have my reasoning, and you will know it in the future." β
Yun Qian, who was at a loss, was amused by Weng Zhiting's boasting, and said in the tone of Dou Ping: "The realm of the predecessors is extraordinary, and it is really a model of my generation. β
Weng Zhiting laughed quite appreciatively: "You still have vision, much better than those short people who watch the show." Pack up and let's go. β
Yun Qian happily: "The seniors will wait a while, and the juniors will pack up." But when he looked back, he continued, "The juniors don't have anything to pack. "Speaking of which, in addition to a set of clothes and two accessories, Yun Qian only has the stone he took before, so he doesn't have to make any preparations.
Weng Zhiting responded: "Okay, then you can find some earth and stones to cover the fire, I need to prepare." Yun Qian was full of food, swept away his weakness, ran to the soft place of the soil to scrape the sand, and seriously poured it on the fire, so back and forth a few times, it was actually interested.
Weng Zhiting watched the young man play with a few handfuls of ordinary sand, and the poems poured out: "Since it is an innocent mirror, He Jiao is naΓ―ve." β