Chapter 107: Fist-like, brain lacks strings
On the twelfth day of the lunar month, it is slightly cold and slightly cold.
Buying an inn has wasted a day, Ning Hongdou promised Li Tianyi to engrave 200,000 names on Chinese New Year's Eve, dare to respond, and do what he says. Changle Inn bought it, naturally it was going to open, and Ning Hongdou also gave Hua Kiji six people a deadline, and it was properly arranged before Chinese New Year's Eve.
Suishan Mountain is located in the north of the divine capital, not too high, but faintly has the appearance of a dragon vein, Ning Hongdou carried his new sword, carrying a box of books and entered the mountain.
The map left behind by the curtains marks the entrance and the location of the carved stone.
In the middle of winter, the pine and cypress on the mountain are evergreen, lush, although there is frost and dew, there is a different flavor. It is said that the imperial mausoleum is important, and ordinary people can't easily enter it, but I don't know what Xu curtain moved, and walked over according to this picture, but he didn't encounter the slightest obstacle.
The pines and cypresses are shady, the deeper and deeper you go, the quieter and quieter you go, and the road under your feet begins to become winding.
The more he walked towards the mountain, the heavier Ning Hongdou's mood became, this is the tomb of the emperor of the Tang Kingdom, representing the spirit of the entire Tang Kingdom.
Strange rocks are everywhere, strange rocks are towering, but there is no sound of birds chirping.
Ning Hongdou wandered in the mountains without hurry, staring at the map and wandering, and then wandered away. It's really lost.,She's crazy about the road.,The more serious you are, the more you'll make mistakes.,Obviously it's very good at drawing.,But the map can't be understood.。
The more and more pines and cypresses walked, but they couldn't reach the destination on the map.
Go out at dawn.
The sun climbed over the mountainside, Ning Hongdou was still wandering in the Sui Mountain, the most amazing thing was that she didn't feel that she was going wrong, she was still staring at the map very seriously to find the route, her fingers grasping the map, her eyes sometimes raised and sometimes fell, and her mouth was full of words.
The trouble of getting lost is a problem.
There was the sound of running water in my ears.
Ning Hongdou looked up and saw a silver waterfall, pouring out from a white cliff, and the waterfall flowed straight down into a white stream, smashing into a small lake at the bottom of the cliff. The water of the lake is clear, the water splashes in all directions, and the white practice becomes a hundred splashes.
There was a faint mist on his cheeks, which was cold.
Ning Hongdou shrunk his neck, turned the bookbox behind him, tightened the new sword in his palm, and muttered, "It seems to be on the wrong path?"
"I'm a little hungry. ”
"Will there be winter fish in the lake?"
Take a few steps forward, walk to the lake, and look down to see if there are any fish in the lake.
"Poof!"
A splash flew out of the lake and slammed directly into the waterfall that flowed down, intersecting the waterfall with a fist, an arm, and a man.
The man was bare-chested, wearing a pair of brocade trousers, and his black hair was slightly long, covering his eyes.
The fist smashed into the waterfall, and the waterfall was split into a white 'flower', and one punch was followed by another, and one punch after another......
A fight with Ning Hongdou to practice swords, this person practices boxing, has no distractions, is stubborn, and has achievements, the lingering 'qi' is the young man's way of faith, Ning Hongdou is the sword of faith, this young man is the letter of boxing.
Ning Hongdou looked at the young man and confirmed again: "I am indeed lost." ”
Thinking slightly: "It is definitely impossible to reach the destination on your own, and you need help." ”
There was just someone in front of me: "Then wait." ”
Ning Hongdou counted seven thousand seven hundred punches by the lake.
The boy punched seven thousand seven hundred punches in the waterfall.
The end of the fist.
The young man suddenly flew to the edge of the lake, his bare chest was only a foot away from Ning Hongdou, and his eyes were staring at her: "Have you seen enough?"
Ning Hongdou didn't dodge in the slightest: "Seven thousand seven hundred punches, it's not much." ”
The young man was slightly stunned, the girl who was all in the heart saw her like this, who would pay attention to boxing?
The boy thought for a moment and felt the need to say something, and then a piece of brown paper came to his eyes: "Can you read the map?"
The young man was stunned again: "Map?"
The youngest major general in the Tang Kingdom can't read the map? When other children are in the mud, I will look at the map.
Ning Hongdou withdrew his hand: "If you don't understand, forget it, I'll wait for you for a stick of incense." ”
Turn around and go.
Ning Hongdou didn't seem to see the perfect and sturdy body in front of him, and even muttered: "The chest is good, the punch is average." ”
The young man's ears are not deaf, so he can naturally hear Ning Hongdou's ridicule, although the words are statements, but no matter how they sound, it sounds like humiliation: "You stop for me!"
Will Ning Hongdou listen to the command of others?
Joke.
Naturally, keep walking.
The young man was even more angry: "Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing at the Imperial Tomb of Suishan Mountain? Tell me honestly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Ning Hongdou wanted to laugh when he heard this, Chen Yusheng would say this every time he got sick in the bath, thinking in his heart: "This person is sick, ask such a stupid question." ”
Occasionally, a mountain breeze blows.
The splash of the waterfall was carried to the shore of the lake and to the boy's body, which embarrassed him. In order to clear up this embarrassment, the young man decided to teach the girl a small lesson, and reached out to prepare to subdue Ning Hongdou, aiming at her shoulder.
And then.
Ning Hongdou in the young man's eyes suddenly turned around: "My name is Ning Hongdou, I came from the gods, I came here to engrave words." ”
The boy's hand seemed to hit the cotton.
Stop.
My chest hurts.
Boy: "You!"
Ning Hongdou: "Why can't I come here? I walked all the way, but no one stopped me!"
No one stopped him from entering the imperial mausoleum, and in the young man's subconscious understanding, this meant that Ning Hongdou had a pass order and was allowed to walk in the imperial mausoleum: "Since the little girl has clearly told herself the reason, what else is there to stop?"
Ning Hongdou: "Can I go?"
The boy replied with a bit of a sullen snort.
Ning Hongdou turned around for the second time, still muttering in his mouth: "The fist is really not good." ”
The young man couldn't bear it anymore this time, and said coldly: "Such a clear map, the Suishan is clearly marked, the destination is the Dongling of Suishan, you can actually go to Xiling, admire." ”
Ning Hongdou paused, and looked down at the map: "How did Dongling and Xiling see it?"
The young man continued to say coldly: "The face is good, the brain, average. ”
After a pause, the boy changed his words: "No, it should be said, the butt is quite round, and the brain lacks strings." ”
Ning Hongdou smiled slightly: "Looking for death?"
The young man was neither humble nor arrogant: "In this Tang country, no one dares to say that to me." ”
Ning Hongdou moved his fingers: "Now I have it." ”
After speaking, Ning Hongdou put down the bookcase behind him, stuffed the map between the cracks of the box, and pointed at the other party: "You put on your clothes first." ”
The anger that the young man had just brought up instantly vented: "What does it matter if you fight?"
Ning Hongdou rolled his eyes: "Spicy eyes." ”
The young man was sullen for a while, feeling a fire in his chest, and he was not happy: "You wait for me." ”
Ning Hongdou waved his hand, as if he was catching a chick: "Go quickly, go quickly, my aunt and grandmother are in a hurry......"