Triva has been buried.

But the resulting controversy is just emerging.

A girl who grew up in a barren place like the Two Realms Mountain, who did this kind of poison to her?

Robbery? Feng Cripple's family is surrounded by four walls, what wealth can be robbed?

Triva is not a flower and a moon, a little girl with a gray head and a gray face, who is interested in her?

Revenge? Feng is an idle man, cowardly and incompetent, and cowardly as a mouse, how much revenge can this kind of person make?

...... ......

The idlers gathered in Niu Ye's tavern, "buzzing" and arguing, frowning one by one, as if they regretted what happened to Cui Wa.

Niu Ye sat behind the counter, looking coldly at the quarrelsome idlers, his face expressionless.

Of course, they don't know about the "bald horns".

"Whew!" With the shaking of the cotton curtain, a man slammed in.

Everyone looked up and saw that it was none other than Feng Cripple.

Good guys, and still have the heart to drink?

But looking at the crippled Feng, he hadn't seen him for a few days, as if he had changed into a different person, unkempt, with deep eye sockets, a scruffy beard, and black and thin.

It's no wonder that the girl who depends on each other for her life has been poisoned, and this kind of blow can't stand anyone's head.

I saw Feng Cripple's eyes empty, staggered to a table, made it down indifferently, grabbed the wine bowl of the idle man on the table, drank it dry, and then, holding the empty bowl, looked at Niu Ye sitting behind the counter blankly.

Niu Ye's eyes were also sunken, and a strange light suddenly shot out.

He stood up suddenly, grabbed a jar of old wine on the counter, walked straight to Feng Cripple, put the wine on the table, and reached out to pat Feng Cripple on the shoulder as if he was very concerned.

Or old and dazzled, Niu Ye's big trembling and dry hand touched Feng Cripple's face.

Feng lame sat indifferently, unaware of Niu Ye's actions.

Niu Ye sighed, patted Feng Cripple's shoulder again, opened the sealing mud, poured wine for Feng Cripple, shook his head, and turned to leave.

Niu Ye, who sat behind the counter again, regained his old somewhat indifferent eyes, and he looked at Feng Cripple's face intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was in deep thought......

Of course, he knew that in the rivers and lakes, there was a method called disguise technique.

The easiest way to become a different person is to wear a special mask.

But the shortcomings of the mask are also obvious, the face is covered with something else, and in any case, that expression is not quite the same as that of a normal person.

Niu Ye stared at Feng Cripple's face for a long time, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

Just now, I took the opportunity to touch his face again, but I still didn't find a flaw.

Could it be?

Niu Ye pondered, and the past gradually came to mind......

It was a snowy night.

It's cold, it's silent.

A seven or eight-year-old boy, hiding in an empty room, a quilt can't stop the cold of winter, the young man's face is full of tears, he wants to cry, but he doesn't dare to make a sound, looking at the dark night sky, his heart is full of fear, and his cheeks are burning like pain......

I don't know how long later, the boy was about to fall asleep in a daze of fear, and suddenly, when he heard it, the boy woke up, but saw his mother standing in front of him.

The mother hugged the boy and cried silently, and the boy took the opportunity to slam his little head into his mother's arms and cried loudly.

Suddenly, his mother pushed him away, grabbed his shoulders with two large hands, and carefully studied his face.

He found that behind his mother, there was a man standing, thin and gloomy.

For a long time, his mother pulled him up, handed him over to the man, and then, without saying anything, pushed the two people out.

He never saw his mother again......

Many days later, he learned that this man was none other than his father's sworn brother.

He didn't know what his name was, and the man never said it, he only asked him to call him "Second Uncle".

The second uncle never called him by name.

On the contrary, the second uncle told him to forget.

Forget your name, forget the past, forget everything.

Even, forget yourself, forget your own existence.

Of course, the second uncle is a man of few words, and many times, he can't hear a word from him all day.

He also seemed to have never seen his second uncle smile.

Perhaps, this second uncle won't laugh at all.

The second uncle lived in a deep mountain, and the family only had a few thatched huts. Empty mountains and valleys, ancient pines and bamboos, within a radius of dozens of miles, there are no people.

There is no one else in the second uncle's family.

Many times, he wanted to ask his second uncle if he had a daughter-in-law—just like his father, if he had a son......

But looking at the second uncle's emaciated face, he didn't dare to ask.

The second uncle asked him to forget everything and only do one thing every day, which was to practice.

Of course, the practice is very hard.

But the second uncle was also very good to him, and every day he got up, he had a delicious meal.

I don't know where the second uncle got so much delicious food in this wilderness?

The second uncle always said that he was growing his body and asked him to eat more.

But when practicing, the second uncle will never allow him to slack off in the slightest.

In twelve years, he hadn't slept a day.

The second uncle is not allowed!

At first, it was a standing pile.

The second uncle planted two wooden stakes in the open space in front of the door and asked him to stand on them and tie his horse.

There was an oil lamp above his head, which required that the light not be shaken, and all around him were sharpened bamboo thorns, and the slightest trembling of his legs would mercilessly burrow into his flesh......

This life lasted for a few days, and he began to feel homesick.

The family with my grandfather, my father, and my mother.

The second uncle is not allowed!

The second uncle wants him to forget all the past, including his home and his name.

The piles are getting higher and higher.

The time spent standing is also getting longer.

Later, the second uncle asked him to hold a stick in his hand when he was standing on the pile.

And the stick became heavier and longer......

This life has been going on for many years.

I can't remember how many years it was, but at that time, he was almost as tall as his second uncle, and he became stronger.

The second uncle is still so thin, still silent, and never smiles, but between the temples, I don't know when it has become gray.

At that time, he had already practiced standing on a high wooden stake, with an oil lamp on his head, and holding one end of a three-zhang pole in his hand for two hours, without moving at all.

After so many years, he really forgot his name.

He has no name.

In the barren mountains and valleys, what does it matter if you don't have a name?

Finally, after seeing his small success, the second uncle nodded with satisfaction.

But he still didn't laugh.

He remembered it was spring.

The valley is full of colorful wildflowers.

Streams splash and butterflies flutter.

Suddenly, he longed for the world beyond the mountains.

Of course, he hasn't made it out of the mountains yet.

Because his kung fu has not yet been refined.

After the stump kung fu is practiced, the next kung fu seems to be much easier to practice.

The second uncle asked him to stand among the wild flowers, staring at the flying flies and insects, his eyes motionless.

After a few days, his eye sockets were swollen and his eyes were glazed, and he still couldn't see anything.

He wanted to rest.

The second uncle is not allowed!

He continued to stand among the wildflowers.

When his swollen eyes were almost restored, all of a sudden, he remembered the old white wolf.

With a sharp arrow in his body, his hind legs were bitten by the beast, and his grandfather's stick was beaten to the ground, and when his life was dying, he could resolutely maintain that calm, calmly grasp the opponent's flaws, attack decisively, and kill the opponent at once......

As if suddenly enlightened, standing in the flowers, he felt in a trance that there was already something else among those flying insects.

The second uncle was pleased with this change, but he still didn't smile.

Perhaps, he will not laugh at all.

Seeing the passage of spring and the withering of flowers, the young man standing in the valley has another layer of understanding: when he fights with others, when the opponent thinks that the victory is in his hands and throws all his strength to strike, it is the time when the flaw is the greatest.

It's like a general, holding a million soldiers, when he is encamped, surrounded by soldiers, it is naturally as safe as a rock, but once the general attack is launched, the elite soldiers are all outside, at this time, the Chinese military tent, I am afraid that it is the weakest link, at this time the sneak attack, once it is successful, it is easy to capture or kill, it is easy and effortless......

This was all taught by the old wolf.

When you realize this truth and open your eyes to look at the world, everything becomes simple and clear.

For example, when a bee is trying its best to prepare for an attack, as long as it seizes this momentary opportunity and intercepts it halfway, the dangerous bee in the eyes of ordinary people is just a piece of meat that can fly.

The moment it attacked, all its attention was on the poisonous needle, and the doors of its body were wide open, not to mention finding a flaw, its entire body, up and down, left and right, was full of flaws.

The principle is exactly the same when it comes to a duel with people......

Seeing that summer is coming, the boy who changed into new clothes has changed completely.

Calm, calm, decisive and quick.

Kung Fu has realized to this extent, not to mention Dacheng, walking the rivers and lakes is more than enough.

The second uncle was finally relieved to let him out of the mountain.

That night, the second uncle rarely lit an oil lamp and talked to him for half the night.

Twelve years have passed in a flash.

The young man felt that for twelve years, the second uncle did not say as much as that night.

Of course, he will not forget: the second uncle repeatedly told him that in the future, there will be two opponents, so don't be careless!

One of them is called "Nine-Tailed Scorpion", from Miao Jiang, who single-handedly makes the poisonous kung fu practice supernatural, for the whereabouts of people, the haunting, killing people invisibly, people in the rivers and lakes, all talk about the color change.

The second is called the "jade-faced fox", the transfiguration technique is at its peak, like a fox demon who has practiced for thousands of years, can instantly become any person, insidious, vicious, dangerous, and above the "nine-tailed scorpion".

The young man's heart was beating when he heard this, and he looked at the second uncle, and suddenly found that the second uncle under the light had become so old.

His face was wrinkled, his hair was gray, and even his waist, which had always been straight, was bent down.

Looking at those eyes, the eye sockets are deep-set, the eyeballs are dim, as if all the hard work has been consumed, and the brilliance of the past can no longer be found.

Of course, the second uncle is a person with unique skills.

In his memory, the second uncle's waist has always been as straight and hard as iron.

The eyes of the second uncle are always like a torch in the night.

Once, thought he would never get old.

I didn't expect him to age so quickly.

The second uncle didn't seem to care about this, looking at the young man under the oil lamp, his face showed a rare feeling of love, staring at the young man motionlessly, explaining sentence by sentence, and seemed to be very pleased.

The boy understood that the time of separation had finally arrived.

He raised his head and saw a strand of gray hair hanging down his second uncle's cheek. The midsummer wind came in through the crack in the window, blowing the oil lamp on the table, and under the flickering light, the second uncle looked older and older.

The boy felt a sour nasal cavity and immediately lowered his head.

He certainly doesn't shed tears.

His tears had dried up on that snowy night.

But he didn't want the second uncle to see his eyes......

I don't know how long time has passed.

The night was like a rock.

The second uncle said for a long time, he seemed to be a little tired, he got up, took out a burden from a white wooden box that had been ready to stop, handed it to the young man, seemed to look at the young man's young face with some reluctance, and said slowly: "The luggage is ready, now, your kung fu has also been practiced, go out of the mountain tomorrow morning!"

How many times has the boy fantasized about the world outside the mountain, and now, if he really wants to go out of the mountain, suddenly, he feels so reluctant......

He grabbed the baggage, put it on the table, and said in a trembling voice: Second uncle, I won't go, don't go......"

"Silly boy, you have grown up, your kung fu has been practiced, it's time to go out of the mountain!" the second uncle said slowly, raised his hand and touched his head, his eyes looked at the dark night sky outside the window, and seemed to say to himself: "Big brother and sister-in-law, the matter entrusted to the younger brother, the younger brother has fulfilled it, I hope the sky has eyes, and the sister-in-law is still alive......"

The young man still wanted to say something, suddenly, he felt something blocked in his voice, and he couldn't say a word, he was stunned for a while, fell to his knees suddenly, kowtowed to the second uncle a few times, suddenly, seemed to remember something, raised his head, looked at the second uncle, and asked eagerly: "Second uncle, I'm leaving, what should you do?" Are you ......old?"

The second uncle quietly looked at the young man kneeling on the ground, sighed, and said slowly: "Silly boy, go out of the mountain, go to save your mother first! I hope God will protect you, and your sister-in-law is still alive!" After speaking, he turned to the night sky and arched his hand, and said: "Big brother and sister-in-law, the little nephew has grown up, and the little brother lives up to the trust of the two, and the promise is fulfilled.......

There was a sound of ping-pong, and Niu Ye suddenly came back to his senses.

I saw Feng Cripple's eyes red, standing in front of the counter, holding an empty wine jar in his hand.

"Drink less!" Niu Ye said, and the jar was placed on the counter.

"......" Feng Cripple's mouth moved, he didn't know what to say, he looked at Niu Ye blankly, motionless.

"Alas!" Niu Ye sighed helplessly, called out the shepherd, filled the empty jar, and handed it to Feng Cripple.

Feng lame took it, held it in his arms like a treasure, turned around, staggered to the wooden table, sat down, and drank from the jar.

"Alas!" a few idlers looked at Feng Cripple, sighed, and whispered: "It's okay to be drunk! It's okay to be drunk! You won't think much when you're drunk......

"Yes, yes, it's good to be drunk, it's good to be drunk......"

The idlers shouted one after another, shaking their heads and sighing one by one, not even realizing that the wine in their hands had been spilled.

Niu Ye sat behind the counter, looking at Feng Cripple, who was drunk into mud, and didn't say a word......