Chapter Forty-Six: The Moving Mountains

This mountain is really light, and it climbs like an ordinary mountain, completely lacking the bumpy and wasteful energy of the mood and mountain road at that time.

It's just that Heyuan's face is wrinkled into bitter gourd, and there are broken thoughts in his mouth, especially in the night, the crickets in the surrounding jungle are constantly chirping, and Heyuan's muttering sound comes and goes, complementing each other.

Mu Chenhao saw it in his eyes, it was very incredible.

Mu Chenhao didn't know, how could the shopkeeper not know? Walking in the front, he couldn't see the banter expression on his face in the night.

It has been a while since Heyuan became a partner of the Waterfall Building, but how to become a partner of the Waterfall Building was naturally recruited by the shopkeeper. Where did you recruit it, but also ask yourself on the void mountain.

Heyuan is not a resident of Sanxi Town, so he is naturally the so-called immortal on the mountain.

At that time, the mountain gate was opened, and there were thousands of people on the mountaineering road, and the crane was far away from one of them.

In the same state of mind, Heyuan is as his name suggests, standing out from the crowd, and his outstanding talent attracts the eyes of the four peaks, and they are all looking forward to how they can climb to the top.

It's just that this guy is too lazy, or too unlucky.

When Heyuan came back then, he was far from being as busy as the current Waterfall Building, and he was not interested in everything.

During the second battle of heart barriers, he refused to climb again after only climbing more than 2,000 steps, pointing to the endless mountain road in front of him, and opening his mouth was the posture of a shrew scolding the street, scolding himself until he was tired and his mouth was dry.

But the crane did not climb to the top of the mountain, let alone pass the second formation, and the stone monument was never observed.

Here's the bad luck. When he was tired of scolding on the stone road, Heyuan met an extremely strong big fat deer and walked towards Heyuan.

Heyuan has always resisted the mountain in his heart, and the reason is from here.

The obstacle in his heart, he remembered vividly, and was stared at by the big fat deer with contemptuous eyes, like a living person.

Then, he was thrown down by the big fat deer.

He never resisted, but the big fat deer didn't just grow up with what he ate, but no matter how he beat the rough skin and thick meat, it didn't help, so he let the big fat deer beat him up and throw him down the mountain.

When I woke up, my nose was blue, my face was swollen, and my body was sore, and I saw an old man with a long beard lying on a bamboo chair to sleep, where there was a bamboo forest and a bamboo house, and the people who watched it were all pleasant.

It's just that the old man didn't take care of himself.

Just as he was about to walk around, he saw a familiar figure in a small vegetable garden behind the bamboo house, lying in the vegetable garden and feasting on his head.

is the initiator of such a miserable situation, the thick and strong big fat deer.

He opened his mouth wide and was about to shout, but suddenly reached out and covered his mouth, without showing a sound. Keyi was heard by the big fat deer, pricked up his ears, turned his head, and saw Heyuan standing stiffly and motionless.

The corners of Heyuan's mouth pulled out a reluctant arc, beckoned to the big fat deer, and said, "Fortunately." ”

The big fat deer only gasped a few times, showed no signs of standing up, and continued to turn around and eat.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, a hand slapped on his shoulder from behind Heyuan, and he was so frightened that he almost jumped to his feet.

And the owner of that hand is now the shopkeeper of the Waterfall Building.

"How is it on the mountain?" asked the shopkeeper with a smile.

Heyuan listened to the shopkeeper's words, hesitated slightly, thought about the choppy bamboo sea he had just seen, and replied, "It's okay." ”

The shopkeeper glanced at the big fat deer in the vegetable garden behind Heyuan, and said, "Follow me down the mountain." ”

Heyuan sneered and sneered: ", I'm here to go up this mountain, do you want me to go down with you?"

Such a feeling of powerlessness, being beaten by a beast, how to feel happy.

"Aren't you afraid of it?" asked the shopkeeper as he beaked at Nunu, the big fat deer behind him.

Heyuan sneaked a glance at the big fat deer again, plucked up his courage, and said, "I'm so afraid, it's a big deal that I'll avoid it." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable behind him.

Seeing that the shopkeeper shook his head, he said: "But it may be eyeing you." ”

His heart tightened, and he didn't wait to turn his head to look, and an external force surged up from his crotch, and was thrown into the sky by the big fat deer, and then fell to the ground.

He Yuantu changed into a person, jumped up from the ground with great agility, escaped with a smoke, and roared: "Straight lady thief, this mountain is not up!"

It's a pity, how can you get faster than the big fat deer?

After running only a few steps, he was caught up by the big fat deer, and one hoof landed on his buttocks, his center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered forward a few steps and planted himself in the dirt.

The hoofs the size of a basin are about to step on the body. If you step on it, you will pay it back.

"Do you want to come with me?" the shopkeeper still smiled, looked leisurely, and spoke unhurriedly.

Heyuan didn't care about anything at this time, raised his head and nodded hurriedly: "Follow and follow." ”

Waving, the big fat deer snorted, collected his hooves, and leisurely returned to the vegetable garden.

Heyuan lay on the ground, raised his head and looked at the shopkeeper in astonishment, and said in surprise: "You two are in a gang?"

The shopkeeper squatted over, looked at Heyuan, and said, "Of course not." ”

Heyuan got up, patted the dirt on his body, cried slightly, and said, "This mountain is really a dead person." ”

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In the middle of the night, I finally arrived at the top of the mountain, listening to the sound of bamboo leaves fluttering.

The moonlight was bright, Mu Chenhao could see that the bamboo chair was still, and there was silence in the bamboo house.

Crane Yuan hid at the end, trembling, looking around, as if looking for something.

"Don't look for it, it's not there. The shopkeeper seemed to know the thoughts of the two and said.

At the same time, a sigh.

Mu Chenhao sighed a little disappointed, the old man, I don't know where he went.

Heyuan sighed comfortably, that beast is not here.

Feeling, the two glanced at each other, not knowing what to sigh about.

Since the big fat deer was not here, Heyuan broke off a bamboo branch with his hand, held it in his hand and waved it, and began to watch curiously.

After taking a few steps forward, he asked, "Shopkeeper, what are you doing here?"

As soon as the words came out, the shopkeeper suddenly turned around, so fast that the afterimages were intertwined, and a palm was imprinted on Heyuan's chest. Heyuan didn't expect it, and when he landed, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body couldn't stop, so he flew out upside down and smashed into a large bamboo forest.

Mu Chenhao was shocked, but the distance between the shopkeeper was too close, and he didn't have time to react at all, so he slapped his palm on his chest, surging and gasping, and fell into the sea of bamboo.

In the pain, I heard the indifferent voice of the shopkeeper, "If I am a killer, you will be dead." ”

Heyuan roared a few times, clutched his chest and struggled to stand up, not only half-kneeling on the ground, this person is indeed the shopkeeper, but why do you act like this?

"Where's your mountain move?" Before Heyuan could stand firm, the shopkeeper moved to the front of him in the blink of an eye, without sparing his hand at all, and flew out again, hitting the bamboo trunk, pressing the bamboo trunk to change shape, and suddenly bounced back at the limit, throwing Heyuan out, and Fang fell to the ground.

Once upon a time, Mu Yunfeng's former owner entrusted himself to leave Mu Yuan's boy in Wenxu and not leave.

The shopkeeper complied, and managed to leave his idea in the Waterfall Building as a buddy.

But now, Mu Yunfeng has become his own.

The former master, once gone, died and died.

What kind of debt does it take so much effort to pay it off, even with one's life?

The guy with the broken sword was really disgusted to the extreme.

What's the use of staying in the void?

If not, let them go out.

Mu Chenhao held on to the bamboo and got up to stand. The shopkeeper turned his head to look at Mu Chenhao: "Although Ben Lei Jin can be regarded as a mountain gate exercise, it is powerful and powerful, but the moves are simple and cannot be changed, and it can only be taken by surprise, and it is difficult to fight the enemy for a long time." ”

The corners of Heyuan's mouth vomited blood, and there was no laziness, his thin body stood up straight, looking at the shopkeeper resolutely.

With his palm in front of him, the crane was far beyond the earth, and when he stepped on the ground, there was a slight shock that spread out to the surroundings with his body as the center. With a low shout, Heyuan's clothes were full of bulges, and he greeted him with both palms.

With a palm, Heyuan stepped on the ground with both feet, and drew half a zhang away, and a shallow depression appeared along the way.

"I heard that you will have a martial arts called the landslide, I saw you use it, and it is quite similar to the thunder power, but these two exercises are really not enough, when I leave, I will give you this exercise, and let you go to those doubtful things in your heart. The shopkeeper turned his back to Mu Chenhao, went straight to Heyuan, and spoke.

Listening to every word in Mu Chenhao's ears, the waves in his chest set off waves, although he looked at it carefully, the words of the shopkeeper were already obvious.

"This exercise is called the Mountain Moving Ceremony. ”

Heyuan slowly came over, squeezing his eyebrows, scratching his ears and cheeks in pain, humming and chirping.

At this time, Mu Chenhao knew that this heartless Heyuan, who was very arrogant and heartless on weekdays, was actually a monk who wrote forty inscriptions.

The shopkeeper sat down on the floor and beckoned the two to sit down together. Seeing that Mu Chenhao wanted to speak and stopped, he said: "There are some things, I can't tell you, and I don't want to tell you, it's just some painstaking and laborious pickling things, I originally wanted to keep you in the Waterfall Tower, but to this day, you still go back to your Tianyan Capital and ask about the matter." ”

After a pause, he said, "If it's not bad, Yan Zhao should still be waiting for you there." ”

The corners of Mu Chenhao's mouth opened and closed, not knowing what to say. In the past, he refused to let himself go, but now he asked himself to go back so easily?

As he spoke, the shopkeeper turned his head and glanced at Heyuan, who was still shouting in pain, and said, "You follow." ”

Heyuan was startled, looked at the shopkeeper incredulously, and asked a few words, but he couldn't ask a reason as usual.

After explaining the matter, the shopkeeper spoke: "Early tomorrow morning, the restaurant will call Su Hu, and you will come back after those things." ”

Get up and go into the bamboo house, yawn and go to bed.

Heyuan was also tired, followed in, and then was thrown out, leaving a sentence, "The land is small, you two will settle outside." ”

The matter has come to this, how can Mu Chenhao sleep. It became more and more foggy, and it was incomprehensible.

The so-called thoughts of the shopkeeper are unknown.

The former shopkeeper was content with the status quo and compromised, he didn't understand what Mu Yunfeng's master did, and he couldn't understand the road to immortality that squeezed his head, and the people who died in his heart were not the only shopkeeper.

After experiencing death, I attach great importance to the cherishing of rebirth.

The restaurant is already the shopkeeper.

But.

The shopkeeper entered the bamboo house, lay on the cold bed, closed his eyes, and muttered,

"I'm still hoping for it. ”