By dawn, Avril had begun to hold her searchlight aloft and turned it on and off.

Du Bin kept telling the other party his location through his mobile phone.

At the beginning of the morning in the east, there was a "buzzing" sound in the sky, and a helicopter slowly landed on the top of the mountain.

"Bang bang", not far away suddenly two gunshots rang out, and the pilot, who had just opened the cabin, was shot in the head and heart and fell down.

Then more than two dozen men rushed up the hill with guns and surrounded them.

"Bang", Du Bin fired a shot into the sky and shouted:

"Whoever takes another step forward, Lao Tzu will shoot him!"

Then he put the muzzle of the gun on Zhang Guangji's head.

"Old classmate, let's just arrest you, you don't have a murder on you. I went to see your son and ex-wife the other day, and they miss you so much!"

A special forces soldier in a camouflage uniform lowered his gun and appeared at the front of the group.

"Lin Qing, it turned out to be you! Don't think that if you kill the pilot, you can make Lao Tzu surrender and fly the plane, and Lao Tzu will too!"

Du Bin arranged for others to get on the plane while talking to Lin Qing.

Suddenly, Du Bin swung his right fist, and his arm stretched out like rubber, hitting the open space three meters away.

A thin body covered in red fruits, covering his lower abdomen, appeared out of thin air with an "ah" sound, and fell to his knees.

This person Zhang Guangji also knew, and was once one of his patients, nicknamed Shadow. When sprinting, the flesh turns into a black shadow, which lasts for three to five minutes, and is also a stamina-consuming ability.

"Boy, Uncle De was knocked unconscious by you, right? It's better not to play tricks again, Lao Tzu really doesn't want to kill!"

In the end, Du Bin calmly held Zhang Guangji hostage and got on the plane.

At this moment, a white shadow flew into the cabin that was about to close.

"What a loving little guy!"

Du Bin ignored the little mouse, but carefully inspected the cockpit of the plane, then started the propeller and slowly lifted into the air.

The more than two dozen soldiers on the top of the mountain all looked listless, and Lin Qing was contacting the headquarters to report the failure of this mission.

The bare-ass shadow covers JJ with both hands and sneaks behind it. Just when I reached out and picked up the clothes on the ground, I suddenly felt something strange and turned back again.

At this time, the sky suddenly became cloudy, accompanied by a strong wind, which made it difficult to stand still. Then there was a huge purple lightning bolt, which slammed into the helicopter.

After the purple thunder, the sky quickly returned to clarity, and the sun was shining again...

The bare-ass shadow shouted at the top of his voice:

"Captain, the plane... The plane is gone!"

... ...

Late at night, in a dilapidated mountain temple, four big men gathered around a bonfire drinking wine and eating barbecue.

Under the statue, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was tied all over, with a white cloth stuffed in her mouth, and a pained expression on her face.

"Three brothers, come and toast!"

The bandit leader raised the wine bowl in his hand and had just entered the entrance, when suddenly a person fell from the roof, smashed on the edge of the campfire, and finally rolled to the little girl's side.

The tiles fell into the bonfire, and sparks flew everywhere, so startled that the bandit leader choked on a sip of wine and coughed for a long time before relieving himself.

"Who is this?" the bandit Qi Shan walked over and kicked with his foot.

"This guy is dressed in strange clothes and is in tatters, isn't he a beggar?"

"Did you fall to your death?" the bandit head probed his nose with his finger and checked his pulse.

The bandit leader commanded: "Ghost head, if he doesn't die, cut him down!"

"Yes, big brother!" replied the ghost.

At this moment, a man ran in from outside the temple.

"Big brother... Oh no! Monkey Zhi was arrested when he was taking the ransom, and he confessed to us, and a lot of officers and soldiers came!"

A bandit who was in charge of the wind ran back to the gate of the broken temple in a panic and shouted.

The bandit leader quickly took the girl in his hand and scolded: "The monkey zhi of the dog is too tmd and unjust!"

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "From which direction are they coming from?"

The bandit replied with a bitter face: "It's already here!"

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a catcher and a businessman appeared at the gate of the ruined temple, followed by a large group of officers and soldiers.

The bandit leader put the big knife on the neck of the girl in his hand, and shouted: "Cheng Yue... I, Yan Jiang, only want money, I don't want to kill people, don't force me!"

"As long as you let Miss Qing'er go, I, Cheng, can let you go!" Cheng Yue put the saber back into the sheath, then took a money bag from the middle-aged merchant and threw it in.

"You stand back a mile, and come back to fetch people after a pillar of incense!"

The bandit leader Yan Jiang seems to be very sophisticated, and it seems that he has a plan to deal with it.

"No problem!" Cheng Yue replied very cheerfully. Then he turned around and shouted:

"Everyone, step back!"

Yan Jiang put the little girl down, checked the money bag in his hand, took out another gold ingot, looked at it, and bit it with his teeth.

It is estimated that the officers and soldiers have retreated, and Yan Jiang knocked Qian Qing'er unconscious. Then he led the group to the backyard of the broken temple and opened the manhole cover in the courtyard. The five men got in one by one, and finally sealed the manhole cover.

"Where is this?" The young man who had fallen from the roof woke up and found a little girl tied up next to him.

"Squeak" A small white mouse sprang out and climbed onto his shoulder, one and the other staring at each other stupidly.

The boy looked at the strange little mouse and felt very kind, but he couldn't think of anything.

He felt that the clothes on his body were obviously much larger, his pants had grown a lot, and his shoes were bigger than his feet. And it was in tatters, dirty, and not comfortable at all.

Just as he was stunned, a group of people rushed in with torches.

"Qing'er... Qing'er, wake up!" The middle-aged merchant shouted twice, then untied the little girl and probed her breath. It didn't hurt to find that she was just asleep, and he was immediately relieved.

"Boy, who are you, why are you here?" Cheng Yue looked at the strange boy vigilantly and asked.

"Who am I? Who am I? Why can't I remember anything?" the boy scratched his head, looking confused.

"No matter who you are, come with us to the yamen first!"

"Yamen, what kind of place is that, why should I go to Yamen?" the young man was puzzled again.

In this way, this beggar-like teenager was taken down the mountain by the officers and soldiers in a daze...

In the early morning of the next day, in Yinshan County.

After some interrogation, it was found that the young man knew nothing, like a fool, and he had already had the testimony of the eldest lady of the Qian family, so the county government also released him.

The boy was walking barefoot down the street, and the little white mouse flew quickly onto his shoulder.

"Little mouse, why are you following me?, are you as hungry as I am?or...?" the young man looked frustrated, and sat down in an open space.

"Master Qian has made steamed buns...!"

A little beggar shouted loudly on the street, and then a group of beggars quickly surrounded Mr. Qian. And this old man Qian is the middle-aged businessman Qian Chuan last night.

"Don't worry, don't rob... There's something for everyone!"

Qian Chuan successfully found his daughter, and led the maid out early this morning to give some steamed buns to the beggars on the street. It can also be regarded as doing good deeds and seeking peace of mind.

"Little brother, why are you here, aren't you going home?" Qin Chuan finished sending the little beggars, but found that there was another one next to him.

"My family... I can't remember!" replied the boy, coming back to his senses.

"What's your name? Judging by your appearance, shouldn't it be..."Qin Chuan finally remembered him, no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like a beggar.

"My name... It seems that also... I can't remember!" the young man looked distressed.

"Uh... I should be hungry, come... Eat a steamed bun first. And your clothes don't fit, they're so torn that you can't wear them anymore!"

Qian Chuan was very kind, and he simply did it to the end.

"Uncle Chang, find a piece of clothing that fits, as well as shoes, and then give him a few more steamed buns!" Qian Chuan commanded, leading the maid to the next street.

Changing into a suit dressed as a subordinate, the young man looked much more refreshed, and at this time, in addition to a bag of steamed buns in his hand, there was also a black wallet that was turned out of the pocket of his torn clothes.

Inside, there are more than a dozen paper tickets with red heads, as well as a few cards. "Huh... This one has an avatar on it, it looks like me!"

"Chen Jiuge... My name is Chen Jiuge, so I have a name!"

"And the address! Yingcheng City, Hubei Province... I have a home, too!

"Do you know this place in Yingcheng, Hubei Province?"

"Haven't heard of it..."

"Do you know this place in Yingcheng, Hubei Province?"

"I'm a farmer, I haven't read, I don't have much knowledge, and I haven't been far away..."

A person and a mouse were looking for someone to ask while nibbling on steamed buns, and finally summed it up:

You have to find someone who is knowledgeable and has traveled far away.

Eventually, he found the Hidden Mountain Academy. Because everyone said that Master Li of the academy was the most knowledgeable, and he had also been to Wan'an City to meet the emperor, and the entire Hidden Mountain City belonged to him who knew the most.

"Is Master Li here?" Chen Jiuge met an old man who was sweeping the floor.

"Master Li has something to do, what is this little brother looking for Master Li?" replied the old man.

"I want to ask him a question!"

"Oh, ask questions, what questions?"

The old man thought it was a request for knowledge, but he didn't expect a subordinate to love learning so much.

"Where is Yingcheng City, Hubei Province?"

"Is this a place name?"

"It's the name of the place!"

"Is it? The old man knows a little about the place names of the states and counties of the Han Dynasty, but he has never heard of the place names of any province or city!"

"State?"

"My Han place names, if they contain the word city, most of them are county seats or county seats, with state governance, township pavilions, and occasionally place names named after mountains and rivers and historic sites. The old man said.

"Master Li, what's coming back?" Obviously, Chen Jiuge was not satisfied with this answer.

"This...?" the old man was a little displeased by this question, but he lost his temper for a while in the face of this clear-eyed young man who was bent on learning.

"The old man doesn't know when he will return, or you will come back in the afternoon!"

Chen Jiuge had nowhere to go, so he found a place in the shade of a tree and sat down, listening to the sound of reading in the school not far away, feeling very familiar.

Unconsciously followed the silent recitation:

"The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies..."

The old man listened while sweeping the floor, and shook his head incessantly: "What a strange little doll!"

After a while, another teacher led a group of students to practice martial arts on the playground. A hot scene made Chen Jiuge feel fresh.

There are men and women in this group of students, and Qian Qing'er, the eldest lady of the Qian family who met in the broken temple last night, is also among them. The teacher led them into a fist for a while and then walked away. The students are like free-range ducks, scattering around. Some went back to the classroom, some continued to practice boxing, and some played and chased each other.

"Xiao Yan, give me back my things...!" A little fat man panted and chased after the other teenager.

"Tang San, which little lady gave you fragrant naan? Why is there a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it, I will return it to you if you say it, ha... Hah!"

Xiao Yan jokingly ran and almost hit the old man sweeping the floor.

"Ouch, you little devils, don't study to be naughty all day long!" the old man was not polite at all, and raised the broom and beat it.

Xiao Yan's body was as flexible as a stubborn monkey, and he dodged sideways.

"Xiao Yan, don't bully my cousin!" Qian Qing'er flew over in a very angry manner, and beckoned to Xiao Yan with a wooden sword in his hand.

"Classmate Qing'er stops, my son is not willing to fight with girls, he has no face if he wins, and he has no face if he loses!"

Xiao Yan dodged left and right, and the little girl Qian Qing'er became more and more angry the more she chased.

During the chase, the fragrant naan fell to the place, and the guinea pig quickly flew over and brought it back to Chen Jiu's singer.

"Mouse...!"

The chase stopped, and everyone's eyes focused on Chen Jiuge and the guinea pig.

Chen Jiuge walked up to Qian Qing'er and handed her the fragrant naan.

"It's you... Thank you!" Qian Qing'er took the fragrant naan, then glanced at Xiao Yan and walked away.

"Boy, this little mouse you raised is good, why don't you sell it to my son!"

Xiao Yan stared at the mouse, his eyes lit up.

"I didn't raise it, it just likes to follow me!" Chen Jiuge said truthfully.

"So as long as it is willing to follow me, you have no opinion?" Xiao Yan suddenly started to think crookedly, took out a piece of pastry from his waist bag and put it in the palm of his left hand, and stretched it towards the mouse on Chen Jiuge's shoulder.

"Squeak", the guinea pig called a few times, stared at the pastry, and then turned his head to look at Chen Jiuge, as if asking for his opinion.

Xiao Yan saw that the little mouse was unmoved, and turned his hand into a claw and grabbed it, but his left wrist was already tightly held by Chen Jiuge.

Xiao Yan couldn't move, he was angry for a while, and he raised his right hand to teach him a lesson.

"It doesn't seem to want to go with you!" Before the slap fell, Chen Jiuge pushed him away with all his might.

Xiao Yan took two or three steps back, almost not standing firm. Just as he was about to get angry, he was stopped by a voice:

"A gentleman doesn't take the favor of others! Xiao Yan, don't make any more trouble, don't go back to study!" I saw a middle-aged Confucian student standing at the gate of the academy.

"I've seen Master Li, and the student knows his mistakes... Let's go back!" Xiao Yan saluted, slapped his ass with a hippie smile and left.

"Are you Master Li?" Chen Jiuge finally waited for someone.

However, what Li Fuzi said next was no different from what the old man said just now.

Looking at Chen Jiuge's disappointed expression, Li Fuzi finally said again: "The world is so big, although the territory of the Han Dynasty is vast, it is only the tip of the iceberg. There are many islands in the East China Sea, and it is said that there are immortals on them. And the western border, although desolate, also has cities and foreign countries. The same is true for the north and the south..."

"Then how far are these places from here, and how to get there?" Chen Jiuge seemed to see hope again.

"It's... You can't be serious, are you?" said Master Li in surprise.

"I just want to go home..."