In the hazy night, Hutou Mountain is brightly lit and crowded. Even if you do a lot of evil in your life, the dead are great, and you should be buried in the earth. All the property found in the cottage has been packed and sealed, and it needs to be handed over to the government treasury. At the foot of Hutou Mountain, there is also a team of soldiers collecting corpses. The bodies of Zhao Wenshan and several soldiers had to be transported back to the county government and returned to their families. The rest of the bodies were buried on the spot and buried in the ground.

In the cemetery in the southwest of Zhangjia Village, another large tomb has been added, with candlelight flickering and all kinds of sacrifices.

There were four people standing in front of the grave, their faces full of sadness.

"Lord Song has a heart. Little man, thank you, Lord Song!"

Zhang Ye immediately knelt on the ground, and Song Yi hurriedly stepped forward to help him, saying, "As a parent official, this is what I should do." ”

Yan Shan said softly: "It's not just because of this one thing, you can definitely afford this kneeling!"

Hearing this, Song Yi no longer insisted.

"How does Lord Song plan to deal with the aftermath?" Yan Shan asked.

Song Yidao: "This time to suppress the thieves, the Zhao family has to help them with all their might, and the county lieutenant Zhao is even more fearless of death, and launched a desperate fight with the thieves, and the battle is extremely tragic." In the face of righteousness, between life and death, no one is afraid, even if it is to the last person. However, the thief leader Wang Hu was brave and abnormal, and Zhao County Lieutenant was brave and righteous, and at the critical moment, if it wasn't for the old righteous man to come to the rescue, Yan Shaoxia would not be spared. It is a pity that the old gentleman also died under Wang Hu's sword. ”

Li Ruoxian chuckled lightly and said, "Tears are falling, righteousness is awe-inspiring, could it be that Lord Song was a storyteller in the teahouse before he became an official?"

Song Yi smiled bitterly, but was silent.

In fact, they all know in their hearts that although the story is good, they can only deceive ordinary people. The Zhao family's wealth is powerful, and there is naturally no shortage of masters among the doormen, as long as the wound is checked, everything will naturally be clear. But despite this, the Zhao family can only eat coptis dumbly, and there are words in their stomachs. As for how to get revenge, that's a matter under the table.

"Lord Song, do you know where his old man came from?" Yan Shan asked.

Song Yidao: "The old man came to Zhongnan County three years ago, and he was seriously ill at the time, but in my opinion, it is more like a poison in his body. With such an illness, the county Langzhong was helpless, thanks to Zhao Yuanwai who stepped forward and invited the divine doctor Mo Jixian from Jingzhao Mansion to save the old man's life, I heard that only the precious medicinal materials were consumed. At that time, Zhao Yuanwai rescued people only out of kindness and did not ask for anything in return, but the old man could not ignore it. Zhao Yuanwai has been doing business all year round, and his only son Zhao Wenshan is his only concern. The old man also knew the inside story, so he promised to protect Zhao Wenshan for three years. ”

"Three years?" Yan Shan was thoughtful, and naturally noticed this detail.

Song Yi sighed lightly and said slowly: "Yes, the old man's house is just in winter at this time, and in another month, it will be three years." ”

Yan Shan's heart was shocked, and he muttered in a low voice: "A month." At this time, he seemed to understand the old man's sigh behind the hillside, which was helplessness for the will of heaven!

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, they are all fates!" Song Yi shook his head with a wry smile.

Yan Shan calmed down and asked again, "Why did Lord Song help me?"

Song Yi smiled faintly and replied, "Shaoxia, can you borrow a long sword to take a look?"

Yan Shan nodded, and presented the rusty long sword with both hands.

Song Yi took it with both hands, with a solemn expression, stroked the sword body, and said to himself: "This peerless divine weapon, even if it has been buried for several years, once it appears, it is still amazing and beautiful, and its demeanor is undiminished. ”

"I don't know Lord Song, Guigeng?" Yan Shan hurriedly asked.

"It's past the year of no confusion. ”

Yan Shan looked happy and didn't ask any more.

No matter what happens, whether it's joy or heartbreak, the sun always rises on time. (If it's a rainy day, the sun is still there, but the world can't see it.) ）

In the open space in front of the cave, there is a new tomb, and the tombstone is engraved with two lines of words: the tomb of the nameless old man of the first teacher, and the mountain is not a young man.

The sorrow will pass, and the days will go on.

Early in the morning, Yan Shan taught Zhang Ye the basic skills of martial arts and the method of practicing internal skills in front of the old man's tombstone. Zhang Ye's pure heart, no distractions, learning very energetically, when he thought of Yanshan's demeanor at the foot of Hutou Mountain that day, he was excited.

I don't know how long later, next to the fire not far away, Li Ruoxian roasted the pheasant and called the two of them over for dinner. Yan Shan smiled knowingly and walked over. Zhang Ye was obsessed with martial arts and wanted to practice for a while.

Looking at the three pheasants that were scorched on the outside and scorched on the inside, Yan Shan's face was sad, and he glanced at the once charming and moving princess of Xixia who was full of black and gray at the moment, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

Seeing Yan Shan's expression, Li Ruoxian said angrily: "Do you think this pheasant is not delicious?"

Yan Shan dared not say a word, and hurriedly smiled: "It's delicious!

Li Ruoxian snorted and said with a smile: "Since it's delicious, then you can eat all three, and the little barbarian and I can just eat roasted sweet potatoes." ”

Yan Shan knew that he was fooled, but he could only silently nibble on the so-called chicken like dry wood.

Li Ruoxian flipped the sweet potato and asked casually, "What are your plans for the future?"

Yan Shan said: "In a few days, when the little barbarian can practice martial arts on his own, I plan to go to Kaifeng Mansion to join in the excitement and see the World Heroes Conference held by the Jin people." ”

Li Ruoxian said happily: "I'm also going to Kaifeng Mansion, so it's better to go on the road together." ”

Yan Shan looked strange and said suspiciously: "Do you really like me?"

The next moment, a sweet potato flew towards Yanshan with the sound of the wind. Yan Shan seemed to have been prepared, picked up a branch and stabbed forward, and the sweet potato happened to be strung on the branch. Yan Shan put the branch on the shelf and said with a smile: "Thank you princess for the sweet potato!"

Li Ruoxian glanced at Yan Shan.

Even if they have experienced too many life and death partings, they are still very young after all, and it is their nature to play and play, and life will add more fun because of it.

"Let's talk about the conditions!" Yan Shan returned to the topic.

"What conditions?" Li Ruoxian was really a little confused.

"For example, the cost of food and accommodation along the way, as well as the remuneration after escorting you to Kaifeng Mansion. Yan Shan looked like he deserved.

Hearing this, Li Ruoxian couldn't cry or laugh, and thought to himself, is this still the young man who casually gave away two righteous qi pills worth a thousand gold? But looking at Yan Shan's serious face, he said lightly: "I will cover all the expenses for food and accommodation along the way, and after I get to Kaifeng Mansion, I will give you a thousand taels of silver as a reward, how about it?"

"The princess is really atmospheric, so it's decided!"

For the next few days, none of the three were idle. Zhang Ye has been practicing the basic skills and practicing the methods of internal strength. Yan Shan meditated and meditated, wanting to comprehend the practice of the Remnant Body Method before leaving. It is rare to be in this quiet mountain, fused with the natural avenue, Li Ruoxian sat and meditated quietly and cultivated his own heart.

Five days later, Yan Shan and Li Ruoxian were leaving.

Before leaving, Yan Shan casually threw Zhang Ye a book and a pair of silver fists, which were the secret books of King Kong Divine Power and the pair of Xuantie fists that he got from Wang Hu.

Li Ruoxian couldn't help but be dumbfounded. She can know the goods, not to mention the level of this King Kong divine power cheat, this Xuantie fist alone is a priceless treasure in the world.

In Li Ruoxian's surprised gaze, Zhang Ye carefully put away the cheats and fist gloves.

"After all, I'm leaving!" Yan Shan sighed. And they left.

Looking at the backs of the two of them gradually moving away, Zhang Ye whispered to himself: "If a person wants to become a real master, he must go through two things, that is, enjoying loneliness and getting used to loneliness, because loneliness is the belonging after great sorrow and great pain, and loneliness is the sublimation after inner growth and epiphany, only such a person is qualified to become a real master." Brother Yan, I must firmly remember your words, like you, be a real master, act chivalrous and righteous, and eliminate harm for the people. ”

A firm belief took root in the heart of this young man, and perhaps in the years to come, he would shine on this land.