The border war is urgent, the rivers and lakes are surging, the passers-by on the road are in a hurry, and the merchants entering and leaving the customs are gradually decreasing, and even the people on the street are aware of the turmoil during this time.

Anyone can see that this is not a peaceful season, and this year should not be a peaceful year.

But at this time, the people who like to stir up the wind and rain the most on weekdays are rushing towards the mountain gate where they don't care about the world on weekdays.

This person who likes to stir up the wind and rain the most is naturally Li Si, and the mountain gate that he doesn't like to ask about the world the most is called Hidden Sword Valley.

To ask Li Si why he went to the Hidden Sword Valley first instead of the Golden Sword Gate, the answer is very simple, because the Hidden Sword Valley is closer to Shaolin.

If you want to ask why the Tibetan Sword Valley is the most unconcerned mountain gate, it is because they have always lived deep in a heavy mountain and deep valley, almost isolated from the world, and can only cast swords on weekdays, even more simple than those monks in Shaolin.

So apart from their swords, the people of the rivers and lakes always know very little about them.

This makes the Hidden Sword Valley usually give people a very mysterious feeling, and most of the rumors about them in the rivers and lakes are vague, and few of them are exhaustive.

But fortunately, Li Si has a friend in the Hidden Sword Valley, so the Hidden Sword Valley should not turn him away.

And what's even more fortunate is that this friend is the person he is looking for this time, so he shouldn't go home empty-handed.

That's right, Gong Buqi is Li Si's friend.

This is also the reason why Li Si put him on the list as soon as he thought of finding someone to help.

To be honest, there is a certain risk in being a friend of this thief.

As for why Gong Buqi became friends with Li Si, it has to start with an early story.

Rest assured, this story is very short and ordinary, and it won't waste much time to tell.

It was the first few years when the thief entered the rivers and lakes: the sky was the quilt, the earth was the seat, and the wind and food and the moon were bright.

The moon shines unclear on the ditch, and the ditch is not open for no reason. The thief has nowhere to go, but crosses the deep mountains and passes through the ancient forest.

Behind the ancient forest, the mountains are endless, and the long ravines cross the road and it is difficult to walk. Suddenly, I heard the ringing in the ears of the mountain, and went to find out with the sound.

Shuosheng finally reached the bottom of the valley, and the deep stones at the bottom of the valley were like gold. In front of him, there was a mountain man standing alone, nine feet tall and bearded.

Seeing the thief, the mountain man shouted, "Oh, where is the thief?"

The thief was not stunned by this roar, and roared in an echo: "Oh, Lao Tzu is going south!"

The mountain man was stunned for a moment by the righteous roar, and then asked again, "Where is Nan?"

The thief pointed to something, but he couldn't tell the difference, so he stopped and shouted, "You don't care where he is!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then for some reason, they burst out laughing.

The mountain man thinks the thief is interesting, and the thief thinks the mountain man is not smart.

After laughing, both of them stopped talking.

The mountain man continued to beat the golden stone in front of him, and with the hammer in his hand, he knocked the valley to shook.

The thief was bored, so he sat behind the mountain man and watched him hit stones.

It wasn't until sunset that the mountain stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and calmly asked the thief behind him.

"Thief, do you have nowhere to go?"

The thief looked at him for a moment, then replied with a smile as he sat down on a cobblestone.

"Don't say it so badly, I just don't know where I'm going. ”

"It's nowhere to go. The mountain man wiped the sweat from his head, put down the hammer in his hand, turned to look at the thief, and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

The thief was naturally dissatisfied with the mountain man's statement, and raised his eyes to look at the mountain man for a while.

For a long time, both were silent.

In the end, the thief was defeated, and he reluctantly looked away and said.

"Well, I really have nowhere to go. ”

"Then you can stay here for now. The mountain man said, leaning against the stone behind him.

"What are you doing here?" asked the thief, puzzled.

"Watch me smash stones. The mountain man closed his eyes and gave an answer that seemed a little funny to ordinary people.

But the thief glanced at him sideways, was silent for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Well, that doesn't seem like a bad thing. ”

Since then, no matter the rain or shine, the thief will sit in the valley and watch the mountain man smash stones.

Regardless of the wind and rain, the mountain people will stand there and smash the stones one after another.

Occasionally they would talk for a word or two, but most of the time they were silent with each other.

Sometimes when the rain fell too much, the thief would go to the valley to pick two banana leaves and sit on the cliff to shelter the mountain people.

Sometimes when the thief is asleep, the mountain man will stop the hammer in his hand and wait until the thief wakes up before knocking.

Until one day, five months later, the thief suddenly said to the mountain man.

"I'm leaving. ”

"Where?" asked the mountain man.

"Southside. The thief replied.

"Where's the south?" asked the mountain man again.

"I don't know. The thief replied.

"Huh. The mountain man laughed.

"Hahahaha. The thief laughed too.

"Can I come back later?" asked the thief this time.

"Yes. The mountain man nodded: "You can come if you want." ”

"Hmm. The thief answered, turned, leaped, and flew up the valley.

"Ahh

"Go south!" replied the thief in mid-air, laughing and shouting.

As the voice faded away, so did his figure.

After that, every two or three years, he would go to the valley with some wine and food.

The mountain man is not taboo, as long as it is brought by a thief, he eats it all, and he can eat it clean every time.

The mountain man is Gong Buqi, and the thief is Li Si.

Now that I think about it, they have known each other for many years.

Over the years, the mountain man has not changed, and he still looks like an unkempt savage. Li Si has changed a lot, from a thief to a thief.

Once, Gong Buqi saw the jade plate with stolen words written on his waist, and asked him, what is your identity in the underworld now.

Li Si was picking his fingers at that time, and when he heard Gong Buqi's words, he shook his head and said with a smug head.

"Thief Saint. ”

Gong Buqi nodded, but he didn't say anything about Li Si's name, just said.

"When your reputation is great, there will be more enemies, Mao thief, if someone bullies you in the future, you will come to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will help you hammer him. ”

To tell the truth, with the sledgehammer in his hand, there may not be anyone who can't hammer it.

But hearing this, Li Si still laughed.

"Hahaha, don't worry, I'm always the only one who bullies others, and no one can bully me. ”

Anyway, he's also a dignified thief, isn't he?