Chapter 80: Fight for the muntjac

Leng Yuhu hurriedly ran up, and the muntjac raised his head sharply, turned around and ran. How could Leng Yuhu let it run away? A few steps forward, a punch hit it, how could the muntjac withstand such a big punch? Immediately fell to the ground, struggling to run. Leng Yuhu ran two steps forward, knocked it over with one punch, and killed it with one punch.

Leng Yuhu picked up the muntjac and flew towards Junxian County.

Far away on the mountain road, catching up with the man again, Leng Yuhu slowed down and walked past the kid. The kid looked at the muntjac on Leng Yuhu's shoulder, became greedy, and shouted, "Good boy, where did you get it, share half of it." ”

Leng Yuhu said: "Listen to your accent, you are not a local. ”

The kid provoked: "I'm from the inner countryside of Henan, what's the matter, you dare not divide half of me?"

Leng Yuhu asked: "It's almost the New Year, what are you from Henan, what are you doing in our Wudang Mountain?"

The boy said arrogantly, "What does this matter to you? If you don't give me half of it, the whole muntjac will be mine." ”

Leng Yuhu didn't speak, he saw a tall tree beside the road, the bark was smooth, he ran forward, grabbed the muntjac on his shoulder, and as soon as he gave it away with both hands, he threw the muntjac on the fork of the tall tree, hung it there, turned back to the kid and said, "You climb the tree, take it down, it's yours." ”

Leng Yuhu had seen him fight with Ye Mucui, and his light skills were not very powerful, so he dared to say so. The kid was not convinced, and when he saw that the muntjac was hanging so high, he thought he was teasing him, so he gritted his teeth in anger and shouted: "Good boy, you know that I am from Henan, and you want to bully me, right? Let you see how powerful your master is." ”

After saying that, he struck at Leng Yuhu with a fist, Leng Yuhu didn't allow him to fight, and ran away with a turn. Seeing that Leng Yuhu running away, he had to run back to the tree, take off his shoes, hold the tree pole, and climb up. Soon climbed to a high place, and it was a stretch of hand away from the muntjac. He paused, took a deep breath, tried to climb up, reached for the muntjac, and his foot slipped and then slid down a section. The boy was not discouraged, rested for a long time, and climbed up again.

At this time, Leng Yuhu ran back, picked up a stone, threw it upward, and knocked the muntjac down. Leng Yuhu put the muntjac on his shoulders and said to the man on the tree: "You come to chase me." Catch up, and this muntjac is yours. ”

Leng Yuhu said, turned around and ran towards the mountain. The Henan kid hurriedly slipped down from the tree, and saw Leng Yuhu stopping in the distance waiting for him, and he was angry and chased after him. As soon as he looked up, he saw that Leng Yuhu had already run away without a trace, but he really couldn't catch up with him, this kid thought that he was really annoyed that he didn't get such a fat muntjac, and he thought again: "This Junxian person is really hateful, if you meet him in the future, you will never spare him." Although he was very remorseful, he turned around and walked towards Junxian County.

It was already evening, Leng Yuhu carried the muntjac on his shoulder, and came to Junxian City step by step, of course, he didn't meet the boy from Neixiang County, Henan again.

Leng Yuhu found a restaurant, took off the muntjac, handed it to the shopkeeper, and said, "Give me a stew of hind legs, and the rest will be counted as wine money." I'm going to take a shower. ”

The shopkeeper went to the kitchen to find the master to stew muntjac meat. Leng Yuhu went to the ready-to-wear shop, bought a new set of clothes, walked to the bathhouse, soaked in hot water, and took a comfortable bath. Dressed and relaxed, Leng Yuhu walked slowly down the street. By this time, it was already dusk, and the restaurants on both sides of the street were already lit up. The smell of food wafted from the family, and the lively laughter of the family also sounded, and it was almost the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Leng Yuhu strode into the restaurant, the muntjac meat was stewed very badly, wafting with aroma, asked for a pot of wine, and poured himself a drink. Leng Yuhu is a lively person, but tonight he is sitting alone and drinking. But this is also used to it, he has been in the mountains for more than a month, he is alone, and sometimes he feels that it is good to live alone, and he feels a little uneasy when he has one more person.

Leng Yuhu is sitting alone now, a pot of wine is almost finished, and he is also a little drunk, and he has eaten a muntjac leg cleanly. It was already night, and when I looked up, I could still see the cold moonlight. Leng Yuhu was drunk and full, stood up, and wanted to leave. The shopkeeper ran over and stopped him.

Leng Yuhu was strange and said, "I'll use muntjac meat to pay for your wine." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly explained: "It's just a pot of wine, where can I ask you for a fat muntjac." ”

Leng Yuhu said: "I'm wandering alone, what is it to beat a muntjac, no matter how big it is, it's worth a meal." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly shook his hand and said: "How can it not be done, spread it out, we will rip off customers, how will we open the door to do business in the future?"

Leng Yuhu asked, "Then what do you say?"

The shopkeeper said, "I'll ask the guy in the store to help you carry the muntjac home." ”

Leng Yuhu said gloomily: "Where do I have a home?"

The shopkeeper asked, "What can I do?"

Leng Yuhu said: "You take the muntjac meat, treat yourself, I'll go." ”

Leng Yuhu left the hotel in stride, leaving only the shopkeeper standing behind him, scratching his head with his hands, what to do with this big fat muntjac?

Leng Yuhu walked to the edge of the city, the city gate was not closed, and he strode out of the city. When I came to the mountain, I ran wildly, and then came to the bottom of the Eagle Rock, flew up the rock, climbed into the cave, meditated cross-legged, and meditated on the sword technique of subduing demons.

On this day, he suddenly heard the sparse sound of firecrackers in the mountains, and Leng Yuhu thought that it was the twenty-ninth day of the New Year tonight. I don't know how time flies.

The sky was already dark, Leng Yuhu thought to himself, Ye Xin may have finished worshiping his master, and he is in the main hall, having dinner with all the senior brothers, and tomorrow he will go back to his own home, this is the rule of the Wudang Sword Sect for many years. Leng Yuhu also wanted to worship his teacher. The idea must be that Leng Yuhu couldn't hold it anymore, flew down the rock, and ran towards the back mountain of Wudang, where it was the cemetery of the previous heads of the Wudang Sword Sect.

Leng Yuhu slowed down his pace and slowly walked up the mountain, on a hillside, there are five or six high tombs, the Wudang Sword Sect has been passed down for six or seven generations, and there are many talents, and they are famous in the rivers and lakes, who does not admire them in the rivers and lakes? There is a new tomb in front, Leng Yuhu walked closer, and looked at the words of the tombstone, which is the tomb of the master. Leng Yuhu knelt in front of the grave, thinking of the past, remembering the master's cultivation kindness, and not feeling sadness. But he was a man, a real hero, who endured his grief and didn't let himself cry, just burst into tears.

Leng Yuhu silently said to the master: "I must practice the Demon Suppression Sword Technique and magnify our Wudang Sword Sect." I won't be an enemy of Master Ye, he is also for our Wudang Sword Sect! I have had many misunderstandings about him in the past, and Master has broken his heart for the matter between us, how can I live up to Master's heart? Master must live happily in the fairyland, and the disciple will not let you down. ”

Leng Yuhu lay his head on the cold ground, as if he was making spiritual communication with his master. At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of stepping on the snow, and Leng Yuhu was startled: "Could it be that the senior brothers are here?" Hurriedly dodged and hid in the dead grass on the side, and looked sideways at the place where the sound was.

Two people, one tall and one short, walked on the mountain road in the distance, slowly walking towards the graveyard. Gradually, the tall man walked in front, covering the short man behind, and the tall man in his fifties, with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, long legs and long hands, full of energy, strode to the grave. He walked to the master's grave, pointed with his hand, and shouted, "I didn't expect that I had practiced the anti-Liangyi sword technique, but you died." It's really hateful and annoying! Who else can I show this swordsmanship?"