Since the end of autumn last year, Yang Twenty left the small village that had long since returned to the original village, and then lived in Fengyue Tower, and then followed Yu Jiutian to Hengshan.

Now, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed.

One year.

The boy is no longer the boy he once was.

He has seen the cold eyes of the market, he has walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, he has withstood the Baizhang Waterfall, he has climbed the high branches of the big trees, he is as light as a swallow, he is powerful, he no longer helps the villagers to work, no longer goes up the mountain to cut wood, and no longer hears his mother call him home for dinner.

The boy is still the same boy.

He is strong and brave, he is indomitable, he is self-reliant.

He didn't know when he started, he often missed Miss Ning, and he didn't know what hardships would come next.

But he knew he would never give up!

The mountains are red all over, and the forests are dyed.

The boy is already a second-realm martial artist.

On this day, the white ape took him out of the valley and into the jungle again.

It's just that the woods at this time are very different from those in spring, and the grass under their feet has been sprinkled with leaves, all over the mountains, and the fruits are abundant.

Coming to the depths of the dense forest, the white ape stopped.

The boy could no longer guess any motive of the white ape, so he had to stop.

Suddenly, the white ape rose from the ground and disappeared in front of the young man's eyes.

Leave him alone again, where he is.

Which one is this?

Yang Twenty didn't dare to walk alone in this dense forest, in addition to being afraid of getting lost, there were still a large number of wild beasts living in this forest.

After a long time, the white ape still did not return.

But Yang Twenty's ears were bright, and he heard a murmuring sound not far in front of him, gradually approaching him.

The boy involuntarily took a few steps back and leaned against the edge of a large tree.

Suddenly, a white shadow rushed towards him.

The boy leaped forward, dodging the blow.

When he saw clearly what the white shadow was, his face was instantly frightened!

At the bottom of the big tree he was leaning against just now, a snow-white tiger with black lines on a white background, after missing a blow, hugged the tree on all fours, with a king character on his forehead, domineering.

The white tiger turned his head to stare at the young man, his eyes were full of greed, just like the white ape when he first saw him roast roast chicken, and he wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

What's more, this white tiger has thick limbs, almost a circle larger than a normal tiger, and at this time it is standing with a tree in its arms, and its height is nearly a zhang, almost the same as the white ape.

Yang Twenty raised his head slightly, looking into the air, there was still no trace of the white ape's return, is it really going to die in the tiger's mouth today?

When the young man lamented in his heart, the white tiger had already opened its bloody mouth and pounced on him again.

Yang Twenty dodged left and right, and every time he was able to dodge the white tiger's attack.

However, the white tiger was pressing forward step by step, even if he wanted to go up the tree to dodge, he couldn't do it, he was simply embarrassed.

The white tiger may seem bulky, but it is extremely agile, and sometimes it can even judge the boy's next jumping route.

Once the young man who hit it headfirst flew out three zhang away, if it weren't for the fact that Yang Twenty had already stepped into the second realm of martial arts at this time, and his physique and strength were far better than before, I am afraid that he would really be eaten by a hungry tiger by it.

The boy rolled and dodged the claws of the white tiger.

This time, the white tiger did not rush to pounce on the boy, but turned his body and faced the boy with a hint of banter and sarcasm in his eyes.

It's just a frightened young man's soul is scattered, are these white-haired beasts all adult monsters?

Suddenly, the white tiger pounced quickly, and Yang Twenty jumped to dodge.

Who would dare to imagine that this white tiger actually held up the ground with two front paws, stood upside down, swept with a thick long tail, and the boy who hit it was like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a big tree next to him, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Then the white tiger bounced up, flipped its body in the air, landed steadily, stepped forward, pressed the boy lying on the ground with one paw, raised his head and roared.

As if announcing his victory.

The white tiger opened his authentic bloody mouth, and if he continued to bite off half of the young man's body.

Yang Twenty was in a hurry, and there was really no way, so he shouted loudly: "You can't eat me, otherwise the white ape will come back, and you will definitely die." ”

It's a pity that this white tiger is just a little more powerful and perverted, and it can't understand human speech.

The white tiger was slightly stunned, and then opened his mouth again to bite down.

Taking advantage of the sluggish gap of the white tiger, the young man raised his legs, exerted all his strength, kicked on the white tiger's abdomen, and took the opportunity to roll to the side.

In fact, the tail of the white tiger had already hit him with a broken liver and gall, and then he hit the tree, and it was even more like he was falling apart, and he was pressed under the claws of the white tiger.

At this time, when he stood up, he was already crumbling, and he could fall at any time.

After the white tiger was trampled on the abdomen by Yang Twenty, although it could not cause any harm to it, it was like a victorious king, provoked by a defeated prey, and even a little humiliated, so at this time, the white tiger roared and was furious!

Poor young man Yang Twenty, he knew that with his own ability today, he would not be able to escape from the palm of this huge white tiger claw no matter what, and he struck a desperate blow, just to buy a little more time, hoping that the white ape could come in time.

Including the shouting just now, it was actually a call for help.

It seems that he is destined to die today.

Because this time the white tiger pounced on him, the young man didn't have any strength to dodge at all, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death, but before closing his eyes, the young man looked up to the sky and scolded bitterly, "Donkey ball white ape, you are an immortal banban."

This sentence was learned by him when he was in the backyard of Fengyue Building, listening to the steward scolding his subordinates, and he only thought it was funny at the time, but he didn't think about it, but it came in handy when his life was hanging by a thread today.

Then the boy was slapped out by the white tiger with a palm, lying in the grass, foaming blood in his mouth, life and death unknown!

But how did Yang Twenty know that the white ape was at the top of a dense tree above their heads, and he watched this good show from beginning to end, but the white ape's eyes were a little dim, and he seemed to be a little disappointed in the young man.

And this white tiger is the overlord of the party it has trained single-handedly, in this hundred miles of Hengshan, just like the existence of the princes of the human dynasty.

Just when the white tiger opened his mouth again and bit the young man's head without hesitation, the white ape instantly appeared beside the young man, and then, with the same slap, the white tiger flew out upside down!

When the white tiger stood up and looked up, and saw the white ape in front of him, he immediately prostrate on the ground, whimpering, like a soil dog sandwiched behind the door, as if complaining that the white ape took the food from its mouth, and as if admitting his mistake and begging for mercy!

The white ape just glanced at the poor white tiger lying on the ground, and picked up the boy and flew away.

This time, the young man, even after he fell unconscious, was coughing incessantly, and it seemed that he was indeed injured a lot.

The sleeping teenager seemed to be shirtless in the ice and snow, shivering with cold. In the dream, he returned to the firewood room in the backyard of Fengyue Building, and he couldn't sleep in winter, but when he thought of Miss Ning lying behind him, warming each other with him, and sharing weal and sorrow, the young man couldn't help laughing, but they still couldn't withstand the severe cold.

So this time Yang Twenty woke up from freezing!

When the boy woke up, he found himself in a bamboo house, surrounded by verdant bamboo walls, but he was really cold and piercing, and even the breath he exhaled had a faint white mist.

The boy pinched himself first, was he really dead? But he still felt pain!

Or is it winter? How long have you been in a coma?

He quickly got up and got off the bamboo bed, feeling pain in his internal organs and muscles and bones.

After coming to the outside of the bamboo house, there was a heat wave in an instant, and the mountains and fields were still a golden scene of autumn, just like yesterday.

This bamboo house is a bamboo house under the two-story bamboo building in the valley where Duguheng was located at the beginning.

After half a year, the boy finally returned to the place where the old man had told him to rest for the first time!

But how can there be such a huge difference in temperature inside and outside this bamboo building?

The boy couldn't believe it, could it be that he was too seriously injured and caused the illusion just now?

He re-entered the bamboo building, still as cold as winter!

The boy left the bamboo house again, and it was still the warm temperature of autumn.

Strange!

Could it be that even this bamboo building has become a refinement!?

However, since Yang Twenty came to Hengshan, after seeing too many ridiculous and strange things, in addition to telling himself that "there is nothing strange in the world", some things that he can't figure out, he doesn't think about it, anyway, this is Hengshan where even apes can become essences, what strange things can't happen?

At this time, he was alone in the valley, and there was no trace of the white ape, and the young man left the bamboo building, thinking as he walked, why didn't the white tiger eat him before? It was definitely not a dream, not to mention that he was in the bamboo building, and he couldn't fake the pain inside and outside his body.

Could it be that the master rescued him?

Or was it the hateful white ape who threw him to the tiger and sincerely teased him?

The valley is empty and silent.

The young man turned his head to look at this strange bamboo building, and his mind was turning, the master said that the first floor of this bamboo building was his resting place, but in such a cold bamboo building, how could people sleep and rest!

Moreover, what is the reason why Master does not let him climb to the second floor of the bamboo building casually? Is it because he is afraid that I will affect his old man's practice? Is he not in the bamboo building now?

It's really a headache more than a headache.

The boy didn't think about it.

After leaving the bamboo building a few steps away, he suddenly heard a small sound behind the bamboo building, like ...... Someone working there?

The voice was small, but he could hear it clearly.

Could it be that there is anyone else in this valley besides their master and apprentice and the white ape?

The boy walked over suspiciously.

The scene in front of him made him a little dumbfounded.

There was indeed someone behind the bamboo building, it was his master, the white-haired old man.

There is a small slope behind the bamboo building, and there is actually a golden rice field below!

The old man is working in the fields!

The young man endured the pain all over his body, walked over quickly, and helped the old man to do his work.

The old man didn't look at him, and simply said, "You're awake." ”

For the first time in half a year, when he heard a human voice, the young man still felt a sense of kindness in his heart, and replied with a smile: "Yes, Master, the disciple has woken up." ”

The old man's subordinates moved skillfully, looked sideways at the teenager who had grown up a little more than half a year ago, and nodded with a smile.

Yang Twenty was happy in his heart, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, are we all growing our own grain?"

The old man hummed softly, which was an answer.

The young man was a little surprised to find that his master master, who was a master of the mountaintop realm, was very approachable, just like a kind old man talking to his juniors, at least at this time, so he opened the conversation.

"Master, why is it so cold inside the bamboo building?"

"Because there is a piece of something given to the master by the deceased in the bamboo building, in the future, when you practice in the bamboo building, you can get twice the result with half the effort. ”

"Oh. Master, why don't we let outsiders in?"

"Because Yokoyama is a place that needs to be quiet. ”

The young man coughed and continued to ask, "Master, is that white ape already a sperm?"

This time, the old man paused, shook his head and smiled, and then answered the young man's question, but his tone was still calm: "Because of Master, that white ape is almost equivalent to a human being, and there is no problem for you to treat it as a sperm." ”

The young man sighed again, and did not ask the bottom of the matter, because he felt that the old man just now was a little distracted, and he felt that this question was not as easy as the master's answer, and maybe his master also had some unspeakable secrets that others did not know.

Then the boy asked him all the wonderful questions he had seen when he came to Yokoyama.

The old man replied one by one, without a trace of impatience, really like a kind elder.

No matter what the old man has experienced in the past, probably, only such a kind master can make that sloppy and playful man forget it for nine days, and always keep it in his heart.

It is also about that a teenager at this time is what a teenager should really look like, a little naïve, a little silly, a little smart, and a lot of wonderful problems.

He has walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, experienced inexplicable sinister people's hearts, and there is a longer road waiting for him under his feet.

But the boy who was working in the fields at this time was a teenager after all.