Guo Xianda took Ge Dan, came out of the mountains, walked all the way, and went to the town. They went to the wildlife protection organization and told the relevant personnel about their experience, and Ge Dan handed over a few golden rooster feathers as evidence.

The organization immediately dispatched manpower, in conjunction with the local police station, to dispatch more than a dozen people and several police vehicles to search for the four hunters. Unfortunately, the four predators have long since disappeared. Due to the remoteness of the mountainous areas, the intricacies of the roads, and the lack of surveillance at important intersections, the search and arrest operation could only be fruitless.

Ge Dan reported to his superiors about the encounter with the White Tiger, and the leader, after careful consideration, told Ge Dan not to leak the rumors, in case the criminals coveted the White Tiger. In addition, he told Ge Dan that the white tiger is a wild animal and has its own way of survival, so try not to disturb it.

On the way home, Ge Dan was unwilling, thinking of those vicious poachers in his mind, and told Guo Xianda uncertainly that they would definitely come back.

Guo Xianda was noncommittal, and only said: "Be careful in the future." ”

The two walked slowly towards home on the mountain road.

On Pinghuang Mountain, the sun is setting, and before you know it, the day is coming to an end. Wu Hou accompanied Duanmu Shenjiu, sitting on a big stone, and there was a white tiger lying on one side.

Duanmu Shenjiu had just removed the four needles from the White Tiger's neck. He took it in his hand, watched it for a while, and then smashed the glass with one finger, and put it between his nose and smelled it, but there was no smell.

It's really unimaginable that a few strange things can make the white tiger unconscious for half an hour. There is also the thing that Wu Hou called a gun, which is so powerful that ordinary people will be killed or injured when they are hit by it, and even ordinary martial artists must be helpless when they encounter it. Although that thing posed no threat to himself, Duanmu Shenjiu still felt that this kind of borrowing external force was a bit shameful.

Attentively, he raised many questions to Wu Hou, and Wu Hou also answered them one by one, telling him that although the gun is powerful, but our country stipulates that ordinary people are not allowed to hold guns privately, and now only some lawbreakers, as well as mountain people who used to make a living by hunting, have guns, and others do not have guns at all, and they have no chance to touch guns. He told him about four-wheeled cars, airplanes flying in the sky, long trains on tracks, and people have rarely used letters as primitive means of communication, but have changed to mobile phones and telephones that can communicate in real time.

Wu Hou also said that with the development of science and technology, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, has food and clothing, all walks of life are waiting to be revived, and everyone is working hard to create a better life with a lot of energy.

When he said this, Duanmu Shenjiu nodded and said, "This is very good, very good." ”

Thinking about the era in which I lived back then, in my scattered memories, there is really a world of difference between the present and the moment that Wu Hou said.

Wu Hou, who was talking, suddenly said sullenly: "It's just that people like the master are gone." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu smiled and said, "Why?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it except on TV. Wu Hou shook his head and said.

Duanmu Shenjiu got up, picked up the grass carp brought back by the white tiger on the ground, naturally put it in his mouth, ate it with relish, and said to Wu Hou while eating: "Doll, listen to what you said, the world is no longer the year of martial arts in the past." ”

"Maybe, I haven't seen it anyway. Wu Hou is not sure.

There was no word for a while, the sunset and the wind blew through the mountain, and there were only two masters and apprentices on the cliffside. The bored Wu Hou picked up a branch and teased the sleeping white tiger. Now he doesn't have any fear of the white tiger, but thinks that this big guy is a big cute.

Wu Hou looked at Duanmu Shenjiu who had eaten the grass carp with some disgust, and pursed his lips, thinking to himself what it tasted like to eat raw, and he could eat it.

Duanmu Shenjiu seemed to see through what Wu Hou was thinking, and told him: "In the early years, when I walked the world, I couldn't eat enough, there were many inconveniences, and eating raw meat was also a helpless move, but I got used to it over time. ”

Wu Hou said with a smile: "When I have time, I'll bring some delicious food made by my grandmother for you to taste." ”

"Well, I have a heart. Duanmu Shenjiu nodded, came to Wu Hou's side, and suddenly stretched out a hand to grab Wu Hou and threw him into the air.

Wu Hou, whose body was in the air, was startled by the master's sudden move, and then let out a scream, showing his teeth and claws in mid-air, twisting his body, and not knowing what to do.

Duanmu Shenjiu said loudly: "Don't move, ordinary people have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and they have to go through many years of polishing their foundation before they can open their minds." It's too late for you to step into the martial arts now, but fortunately, your roots are good, and the teacher will open up for you today, so that you can save ten years of suffering. ”

Wu Hou in mid-air was not moving, his body was suspended there, and there was no downward trend.

At this time, Duanmu Shenjiu raised his hands, his index finger and middle finger were side by side, as fast as lightning, and stretched out towards Wu Hou in mid-air, and pointed at the big points around Wu Hou's body. Wu Hou's face in mid-air was flushed, and his whole body was swollen and painful, only to feel that every time Duanmu Shenjiu poked his body with his fingers, it would increase his pain a little more. But every time I feel a little bit of pain, I feel that the world is clearer, my vision is getting clearer and clearer, and my hearing is becoming more and more keen.

There seemed to be a brute force rushing in the body, from the soles of the feet upwards, reaching the abdomen, and the sea of qi that hit was surging, and then bypassing the navel, rampage in the internal organs. The blood in the blood vessels is driven, and the flow speed is also a little faster, and you can even see the fluctuations under the epidermis and in the blood vessels with the naked eye.

After a moment, Duanmu Shenjiu stopped moving, Wu Hou in mid-air fell to the ground, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then lay on the ground, his chest rose and fell violently, gasping for breath, and his body was already soaked. The white tiger walked up to him, circled around Wu Hou, stared at Wu Hou with big eyes like copper bells, his big head went up, and his expression was very happy.

Duanmu Shenjiu, who was standing on the side, flicked his fingers, looked at Wu Hou lying on the ground and said, "Go, follow the white tiger down to the foot of the mountain, and then turn back, twenty times a day, no rest halfway." When can you reach the top of the mountain earlier than the white tiger, and when will it end. ”

The white tiger spun around in place a few times, and behaved extremely cheerfully, as if he had encountered something funny.

From this day on, Wu Hou and the White Tiger went down the mountain and up the mountain every day to start the simplest practice. Duanmu Shenjiu only gave Wu Hou a set of luck methods, and nothing else, only said to let Wu Hou feel it himself.

In the days that followed, he spent time with his grandparents at home every day, and Wu Hou didn't say a word about what happened to his grandfather and Ge Dan by the stream that day, as if he didn't know. My grandfather never mentioned it at home, and he was tight-lipped about encountering poachers and white tigers. It's just that every day I will take kudzu eggs, carry a shotgun to the mountains for a turn, and come to the foot of Pinghuang Mountain to stop and watch for a while, but I don't dare to go up the mountain. Although they want to protect the white tiger, the white tiger is a beast after all, and the two of them are also worried that the white tiger will hurt the two without knowing their good intentions.

If you encounter a white tiger and are pursued by a white tiger, you can only shoot the white tiger for your own safety. Many years ago, Guo Xianda killed a white tiger at the foot of Pinghuang Mountain, and it was because the evil tiger was hostile and ready to hurt himself, so Guo Xianda made a decisive move and killed it. It's just that Guo Xianda didn't know that the evil tiger was driven down the mountain by the white tiger back then.

The white tiger fell into a deep sleep with Duanmu Shenjiu many years ago, and it happened to wake up at that time. After waking up, it found that there was a normal tiger on the mountain, adhering to the concept that one mountain does not allow two tigers, the white tiger drove it down the mountain, and after going down the mountain, the tiger had nowhere to go, hungry, and happened to meet Guo Xianda, so it planned to eat him, but it didn't expect that it would be killed by Guo Xianda. Guo Xianda now thinks about fighting the tiger again, and he is already dying and decrepit, and he has to sigh that the years are not forgiving, and his body is not as good as when he was in his prime.

Every day after the sun sets, a person and a tiger, one in front of the other, shuttle back and forth in the mountains and forests. Although the white tiger is huge, but very flexible, he always leaves Wu Hou far behind, and sometimes stops to wait for him to see that he is about to catch up, and then stretches a distance, not giving him any chance to surpass himself.

And it is the young man's martial arts that reflects the motivation to not admit defeat, although he was easily won by the white tiger for twenty rounds every day, but he never thought of giving up, and what he recognized must be done. For example, climbing Pinghuang Mountain, which is rarely visited all year round, even after so long, he has never forgotten his childhood decision.

From coming to the mountains every evening at the beginning, to coming to the mountains in the middle of the afternoon every day, and then to the mountains after lunch every day, Wu Hou came earlier and earlier every day. And Wu Hou walked on the mountain road from the beginning, and slowly turned into a trot, moving his body while running, looking at the mountain road from a distance, a figure swayed left and right, and his movements became more and more agile.

Duanmu Shenjiu passed on to Wu Hou that set of luck methods, Wu Hou practiced twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, listening to Duanmu Shenjiu said, practicing to a high level, can change their own breathing rules, so that one breath from the previous state, become more far, long, even in the case of breathlessness, can live like ordinary people.

At this time, Wu Hou didn't know that the set of luck methods passed to him by Duanmu Shenjiu was one of his self-created stunts, and Wu Hou was the only one who learned this secret technique except for Duanmu Shenjiu.

As the days passed, the relationship between the master and apprentice became much closer. Duanmu Shenjiu likes Wu Hou's childishness, mischievousness, and mischievousness, but he is also very persistent. Wu Hou felt that his master, although he seemed to be cold and not suitable for approaching, was actually a very good person to get along with, except for being very strict in teaching and solving doubts, in other places, he was very obedient to Wu Hou.

Wu Hou said that he wanted to see Duanmu Shenjiu's light skills and how high he could fly, so Duanmu Shenjiu took Wu Hou and jumped the top of the mountain, and the figures of the two of them went to the clouds in the sky. Wu Hou, who had never been on a plane, was full of joy when he first came into contact with the clouds, but with the sound of "boom", he saw a plane passing through the clouds in the distance. Wu Hou hurriedly pointed to the plane and shouted: "Master, look at the plane, the plane, that's the plane." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu was also taken aback when he saw this strange big bird, and then he remembered that many years ago, there was a mysterious family inheritance secret technique, and the wooden bird made was also like this big bird, which could fly in the air.

The days when the master and apprentice were together were full of joy, and by Duanmu Shenjiu's side, Wu Hou came into contact with a world that he had never heard of. From the past from the master's mouth, Wu Hou knew the splendor of that martial year, where there were swordsmen who practiced their swords to the ultimate level, and who could shake mountains and seas after drawing their swords hundreds of millions of times; there were swordsmen who walked alone in the rivers and lakes, and they could fly for miles with their swords; and there were monks with the incorruptible body of King Kong, who devoted themselves to cultivating the Tao and obtained supernatural powers. There are countless strange people and strange things like this, although the world is chaotic, everyone is martial, proud of practicing martial arts, and ashamed of harming the world.

And Duanmu Shenjiu, who was stained with Wuhou's light, no longer eats fish and other game, and was fortunate to taste all kinds of mountain delicacies made by Wuhou's grandmother. The people on the land of China are so magical, everything may decline, but only food has been changing with the flow of time. Some say it's gluttony, others say it's starvation.

There was a depression on the top of the mountain, where the water accumulated into a lake, and the water overflowed, and over time a lake was formed on the mountain, and the overflowing water flowed down the mountain, forming a stream, which was the same stream where Baihu and Wu Hou and their grandfather fished.

This lake has a peculiar texture, it is a natural hot spring, the water temperature is more than 20 degrees all year round, and the spring at the bottom of the lake is endless. The master and apprentice sometimes come here to soak in a hot spring, so that Wu Hou can relieve fatigue and eliminate fatigue.

Sometimes it is Wu Hou and the white tiger who come here together, a young man and a white tiger are playing in the lake, Wu Hou picks up the lake water and throws it at the white tiger, the white tiger opens his mouth to drink a sip of the lake water, and spits it to Wu Hou. The white tiger will also swim around in the depths of the lake, carrying Wu Hou on his back, and Wu Hou will shout "drive, drive" and the like. Whenever he heard Wu Hou's voice, Baihu would always shake his head in the water to express his dissatisfaction, probably telling Wu Hou in his heart that I am a tiger, not a horse.

Wu Hou in the mountains lives like this day by day, and his life is full and interesting, which makes him feel that it is not boring at all. The master would chat with him every day, about the past and the present, and about the principles of life.

Wu Hou also enjoyed it, spending most of his time in the mountains every day, and when he returned home, his grandparents asked where he went, and he lied and said that he was going to play with others, and his grandparents didn't stop him, but his grandfather told him not to go to the mountains far away

Occasionally when he comes back after dark, Wu Hou will accompany his grandfather to have a few drinks at the dinner table, accompany his grandmother to cheer for homely things, comfortable and natural, and hide everything he does when he goes out every day.