In the breeze, the birds chirping, Shen Yun stepped on the fluffy and dry pine needles, hummed a nameless tune, and walked slowly down the mountain.

He had a wood knife pinned to his waist and a humble bow on his shoulder.

The bow was made from a birch branch on a whim, and since the arrow was only cut from bamboo, this bow has not been made so far, but is just a practice to play.

On his shoulders he carried a short stick on which three hares and a pheasant were hung.

Pheasants are rarely caught, and today's luck is not bad, you know, these are all silver coins!

Thinking of the sale of wild meat a few days ago, Shen Yun was amused.

That day, he carried a bamboo cage with four hares that he had knitted, carried two pheasants, and went to the "Welcome Guest" restaurant in Guanshu Town to sell them.

"A hare is worth eight cents, and a pheasant is worth ten cents. ”

Shen Yun easily obtained fifty-two yuan from the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper also said that if there was game in the future, his family would accept it.

Thinking that he could make money to live, Shen Yun felt happy in his heart, and left the restaurant with a happy face.

But I didn't want to, as soon as I walked out of the gate, I found that I was surrounded.

It was three children about his age, one of whom was a little older, and he probably saw him take the copper coin from the shopkeeper's hand, and all three of them looked at him with bad intentions.

Run?

This was an idea that Shen Yun came up with without even thinking about it, but in the end he didn't do it.

"Brothers, when I first arrived in your place, I don't know which of the three brothers they are?" Shen Yun arched his hand expressionlessly and asked lightly.

The three little devils had never seen such a battle, and they were dumbfounded, and they couldn't answer for Ai Ai.

Shen Yun pretended to shake his head, ignored it, and swaggered towards the direction of the Jade Hall on the mountainside.

Several little ghosts looked at each other, although they had the intention to bully Shen Yun, but looking at his appearance and the direction of leaving, they were worried that it was someone from Jade Hall, so they couldn't afford to provoke him.

"It's still the big gang people who are majestic enough, I hope everything will go well in the coming year, and it will be beautiful in the future. Shen Yun's heart smiled, and at the same time, he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

So, every time I went to the town to sell game and buy food and sundries, I would choose to go when it was dawn, and I never met those children again.

"It's almost home. ”

Looking up at the stream pond not far away, Shen Yun was satisfied, thinking about the days half a month ago, it was a nightmare, or is it now comfortable and carefree.

Approaching the stream, Shen Yun suddenly stood still, looking at the edge of the pond with a suspicious look, and there seemed to be a person lying on his stomach under the yellowed willow tree?

Are you drunk? Looking like a woman?

Shen Yun frowned, observed for a long time, and decided to go and have a look, so he approached cautiously.

The woman was wearing a sun and moon blue shirt, with a pink ribbon tied in her hair, and a jasper hairpin diagonally inserted, lying motionless on the ground.

"It's not going to be dead. Shen Yun muttered softly.

The thought of dead people makes his heart furious, although he has seen many dead people before, but such a person in the wilderness, encountering dead people still makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Looking around, the field was empty, and there were few pedestrians on the official road a little farther away.

The sun was approaching noon, hanging high, and under the strong rays, Shen Yun was a lot more courageous.

After a stunned look for a while, the woman was still motionless.

Only then did Shen Yun put down his prey, mustered up the courage to approach the woman, and gently touched the back of the woman's hand.

Entering the cold piece, he sighed in his heart, and tried to shake it again: "Hey, wake up." The woman didn't react.

After thinking about it, he turned the woman over and reached out to probe the other party's snort, but unfortunately there was no sound.

I saw that this woman was about twenty years old, dressed as a young woman, her facial features were extremely exquisite, she was obviously a very beautiful woman before her death, at least among the people Shen Yun had seen, no one could compare to her.

The woman's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were stained with dew, and although her face was very pale, she still looked lifelike.

"How could such a good-looking person die. ”

Shen Yun didn't give up, reached over to see if the other party was breathing, and leaned his ear over to listen to if there was a heartbeat, but it was in vain.

In fact, I found that the woman's body was a little stiff before, and she should have died a long time ago, so she was just looking for comfort.

"When I went up the mountain in the morning, there was no one here...... I should have been here in the mountains during this time, but it didn't happen to be gone. ”

Shen Yun looked around, but there was no one nearby.

So I plan to bury her as soon as possible, otherwise it will be a trouble for others to find out.

"I'll kowtow to you, I will not let you expose the corpse to the wilderness, go with confidence. Thinking of the deceased being the greatest, Shen Yun respectfully kowtowed a few times and said silently.

He didn't want to touch the things on the deceased, including the jade hairpin that looked good.

However, when he saw the palm-sized yellow cloth bag hanging from the woman's waist, his heart moved slightly.

The small cloth bag is very similar to a sewing kit, and the texture of the fabric is probably silk, but the key is that the workmanship is too meticulous, and there is no trace of stitches?

How is this possible?

After thinking about it again and again, I finally couldn't resist my curiosity, and muttered: "That's it, let's take a small cloth bag for wages." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took off the yellow pouch.

The bag is smooth to the touch, slightly bulging, and it should contain something inside.

Holding the cloth bag in one hand, he looked carefully again, but still did not find any stitch marks. Stretched out his right hand and pulled the tender yellow ribbon at the mouth of the bag, and glanced in, but he couldn't see anything in the black hole.

Shen Yun looked strange, scratched his head, and simply poured the mouth of the bag downward, only to fall to the ground with a "clanging clang".

Looking at the broken silver, knives, yellowed old books, and jade pendants like small bamboo slips, Shen Yun opened his mouth and stammered, with a look of disbelief.

Obviously, the small cloth bag was fluttering lightly in the hand just now, why are there so many things in it?

Also, the length of the knife and the size of the old book are obviously much larger than the cloth bag, how did you put it in?

Stupidly, he picked up the book, gestured around, and grinned: "Is it a trickster?"

In my impression, only by playing tricks can I conjure up a bird from a handkerchief.

He tried to put the thumb-sized jade slip into the cloth bag, but found that the bag was like a closed entrance, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't put it in, and even if he wanted to put his finger in, it seemed to be blocked by something.

"It's a strange thing. Shen Yun shook his head and casually threw the cloth bag and jade slip aside.

I checked the silver taels, about two taels, and put them aside first.

Picking up the knife, the knife was strangely shaped, to be precise, it looked like a miniature miniature sword, about three inches long, so small it looked strange, neither like a knife nor a dagger, let alone a sword.

The surface of the "little sword" is like a pool of autumn water, shining brightly, and at a glance, it faintly feels that it is not ordinary.

Take the short bow, hold the small sword at the end of the bow, and sharpen it slightly.

There was a soft sound of "bang", and it was easy to cut off a piece of the old birch branch.

Shen Yun stared blankly at the smooth incision at the end of the bow, and felt strange in his heart, it was so sharp? This is incredible.

"Blowing hair and breaking hair, sharpening iron like clay. The word in the storyteller's mouth instantly became concrete in his mind.

"Sharpening iron is like ...... clay" Shen Yun's eyes were suspicious, and he muttered to himself.

Really? At this moment, I was particularly curious.

In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation, took out the firewood knife on his waist, took the small sword, and waved it lightly at the front of the firewood knife. I only heard a "bang", and a small section of the front section of the firewood knife fell in response.

"Impossible!" Shen Yun Huoran stood up. With a long sigh of surprise on his face, could it be that what the storyteller said was true?

It took a while for the agitated mood to calm down.

He set the sword aside and retrieved the yellowed old book.

"Red ...... What's going on? It looks so familiar. Shen Yun muttered, looking through the pages of the book, only to see that some of the pages were drawn with very simple human figures, and meridians and some small arrows were marked.

"Could it be the inner strength of the mind?" Shen Yun became excited again, and flipped through a few more pages of the book, but most of the text was text, almost didn't know it, and occasionally knew a few words, but he couldn't see what it meant, and he felt jerky and difficult to understand.

The only thing that can be seen is the road map of the qi, which is clearly marked.

"Even if it's a martial arts method, if you can't fully know the words, it's useless. Shen Yun sighed secretly, and became excited again, thinking about a person with a divine weapon, her exercises, it must be advanced exercises.

"Let's talk about it later. Shen Yun looked forward to it and nodded slightly.

Wrap all these strange things in your wallet and hide them in your arms.

The hoe is on the bank of the stream, which is usually used for clearing the wasteland nearby when there is nothing to do in the afternoon, after all, the soil here is soft, the water source is close, suitable for growing vegetables, I don't want to use it to dig a pit today.

After working for nearly half an hour, my stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Only then did the woman be buried, and because the pit was not dug deep enough, it was basically a bag of earth.

Shen Yun once again kowtowed respectfully to the dirt bag, then washed his hands, picked up the crooked head on the ground that had already been exposed to the sun, and walked towards the mountain temple.