At first, the finger-sized raindrops were still sparse, and after a while, more and more, more and more dense, and gradually, the thick raindrops formed a rain shower, like a million male soldiers with neat steps, lined up in a neat line and pressed over.

In the beginning, there was no wind.

Now the wind also comes to join in the fun, the rain invites the wind, the wind sends the rain, and after a while, the whole mountain is shrouded in rain and mist, and people can't open their eyes, as if they are trapped in the ocean.

When the wind passed, the leaves turned the bottom surface over, showing a large patch of blue-gray, and there were a few that did not yield, not afraid of the petiole breaking, and forcibly turned over.

Shen Feiyang raised his breath and ran wildly, as soon as his front foot reached the eaves of the house, his feet followed after the heavy rain, although there was no rain on his body, but when the mountain wind blew in the evening, people couldn't help but shiver.

The rain in this mountain is strange, it comes as soon as it comes, it comes unexpectedly, it goes as soon as it is said, and it goes simply.

Shen Feiyang thought that the rain was going to fall for a long time, but he didn't expect that it lasted less than ten minutes, and a gust of wind came and took the rain away, and I don't know where it went.

As far as the eye can see, only the original three-point stone is still in the smoke and rain. Only now did I have time to take a hard look at the house, which was not a temple, nor a hotel, but an abandoned house.

It may be that the state has carried out poverty alleviation and relocation in other places, or the people have built their houses to the side of the highway on their own, or whether there is no successor to this family, and the house is deserted, it is unknown.

It was a three-room wooden house, with a roof of green tiles and cement tiles, and weeds two feet tall had grown between the cracks of the tiles, and the gate was gone, only a door frame remained.

The two small doors of the two rooms on the left and right were still there, but the outside had been beaten by a few heavy logs, and it was impossible to enter or exit at all, until there was a small window in each of them, and only a few window lattices remained. Under the window there was a pile of hay and shabby clothes that the owner did not wear and did not need to take away.

Some of the wooden pillars were rotten, some were tilted, but fortunately they were connected to each other and did not collapse;

In particular, the inclination of a row of retaining gables on the right is a bit exaggerated, becoming 45 degrees, and there is a possibility of collapse at any time, but fortunately several walls are there, barely able to shelter from the wind and rain, and there is a row of fifty centimeters high and neat bluestone under the feet.

Below there was an earthen dam of about 100 square meters, but now it was only 30 or 40 square meters, because it was overgrown with small trees and weeds all around.

These small trees and weeds are still approaching the house step by step, and in a few years, the earthen dam should also be occupied by small grasses and weeds.

Shen Feiyang entered through the gate, this is a hall, there is nothing in it, weeds have begun to grow on the ground, but it is very slender, crooked, and a malnourished and sick look.

A middle door leads to the left side of the house, the middle door only has a door frame, no door panels, into the left side of the house, there is a musty smell inside, the inside is divided into three huts, the partitions are all wooden, and the two rooms inside are empty.

There was a room of its own in front, but there was a pile of firewood and hay that the owner had not removed, and there was a bed against the wall of the hall, and one of the legs of the bed had been operated on, and a splint was added to the middle fracture, so the owner of the house did not take it away.

There was a bamboo mat on the bed, and there were a few old clothes on the mat, one of which was a large musty smell coming from this pile of clothes, but other than that, there was nothing.

Shen Feiyang looked around, and then walked back to the hall, where the same middle door led to a house, and there was only a door frame, no door panel.

He walked in, and the house was divided into three rooms, exactly the same as on the left. Except for the broken partitions, the three small rooms were all empty.

The rain is hidden, the sky is dark, now there is no way to go down, although it is the eighth day of the fourth month, but it has just rained, the fog in the mountains is too heavy, the sky is still heavy clouds, it is already the time for the moon to come out.

But the moon had just poked his head out, and he hid shyly in the clouds, there was no light, and he was not familiar with the road, there must be wild beasts in this mountain, and there was a revolution in his belly, so he had to endure it for one night, and go down the mountain tomorrow.

In the mountains in early summer, at night, the mountain fog is wrapped in moisture and turns into cold, and people can't help but shiver as the mountain wind blows.

Today, in order to avoid the rain, he has been running wildly, which is also quite physically exhausting, and he felt very tired for a while.

In order to resist the cold and hunger, Shen Feiyang walked through the hall to the hut on the left, sat on the bed, and first exercised his strength to calm his body, and then exercised his skills to eliminate distracting thoughts and improve his internal strength.

I don't know how long it took, the moon finally came out of the clouds, Dafang came out, at this time the mountains were ethereal, in addition to the occasional rustle of the mountain wind blowing through the mountains and forests, it was the sound of summer insects playing and singing, Qingqing and me.

After two exercises, he meditated on the spot. Meditation instead of sleeping is a common way for martial arts practitioners.

In the early hours of the morning, Shen Feiyang was tired, hungry and sleepy, and he couldn't support it anymore, so he fell asleep with his back against the pile of musty clothes.

At this time, a group of uninvited guests came in front of the house, and the leader was a bald head, who was he?

He is Zhao Guang, the general under Jia Quan. There are also Mobei Twin Snakes Golden Ring Yang Deficiency, Silver Ring Yin Deficiency, Tang Chuan'er, a poison master who has not appeared for a long time, and four Jianghu masters hired by Zhao Guang.

In view of the fact that Shen Feiyang is not dead now, he has a wax chip in his hand that makes Jia Quan worry day and night, Jia Quan regards Shen Feiyang as a thorn in the flesh and a thorn in the eye, and he can't wait to eat Shen Feiyang's meat, cut Shen Feiyang's skin, and smoke Shen Feiyang's tendons.

However, several attempts by his men failed to make him eat, which is why he has no food and sleep. This time, he gave Zhao Guang a death order, only succeeding, not failing, and mobilized his most reassuring masters to handle the matter.

Zhao Guang stood outside the dam, the left and right sides of the dam were guarded by gold rings and silver rings, and the gate was guarded by four masters of the rivers and lakes, holding hooks, forks, whips, and meteor hammers in their hands, and big knives hanging from their waists.

They had a careful plan, when Shen Feiyang couldn't enter and exit through the two small doors, he could only escape through the gates, and as soon as he arrived at the hall, the four Jianghu martial arts masters smashed the four weapons together.

If Shen Feiyang continued to run out, the four knives at the gate were waiting, even if these four knives did not work, they fled from the front to the dam, there were Zhao Guang and Tang Chuan'er, who fled from the left and right, and there were Mobei Twin Snakes.

It can be said that several passes are tight, this time, Jia Quan is determined to win, if there is any mistake, President Jia will ask his right-hand man Zhao Guang.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, President Jia has an even more vicious trick.

Zhao Guang arranged the people.

Tang Chuan'er took out a few grains of Wugu from his arms, gently put them in the hay under the small window, and then poured a bottle of gasoline on the hay and shabby clothes, took out a lighter in his right hand, covered it with his left hand, and with a "snap", a blue flame hit the hay and rags sprinkled with gasoline.

Tang Chuan'er jumped to the outside of the dam and stood with Zhao Guang in a few steps, he had a second mission, to intercept Shen Feiyang here.

With a "bang", the hay and rags caught fire, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, and after a few seconds, the wooden walls and dry firewood outside the small door began to burn, making a "crackling, beep" sound.