After drinking the "reincarnation soup" that the little official mistakenly gave me to drink, my whole person slowly disappeared from the palace of King Qin Guang. Slowly, I am much more sober, I find that the position I am in at this time is the "real world" where I live, yes, at this moment, I am standing on the top of Jifeng Mountain. Looking around from the top of the mountain, I noticed that the mountain had not changed much except for the difference in the building and various infrastructures.

The difference is that probably because of winter, the whole Jifeng Mountain is full of everything, and there is no variegation. Even in the snowy clouds, warm weather, and the cold wind still echoed in the valley for a long time, blowing head-on, penetrating the muscles and bones. The heavy snow is falling non-stop, falling one after another, without the slightest appearance of stopping, and at this time in Jifeng Mountain, everything is dyed, like white practice.

Looking closely, I noticed a black dot swimming through the pine forest in the mountains. When I got closer, I realized that the black spot was actually a hunter.

I saw that the man took an arrow and drew his bow, and with a "whoosh" arrow feathers flew out, and a pheasant "quacked" a few times, and fell down from the pine tree. At this moment, the hound behind the man galloped out, and brought the pheasant to the hunter's side, wagging his tail and grinding his trouser leg with his mouth, obviously very affectionate. Orion took out a piece of dried meat, tore it in half, threw it high, and was about to hit the ground, when he saw the hound's two hind legs leap up with all his might, and he grabbed the piece of meat in mid-air and ate it. I thought to myself, "Oh! it turned out to be a hunter hunting in the snow. ”

The hound, with its snow-white body and long legs, made it easy to come and go in the thick snow, and I heard the hunter call it "chasing the wind," probably because of the swiftness of the hound's movements! Then the hunter shook the snow flakes on his body, and counted his prey, ten pheasants, seven roe deer, and one hare. He shook his head and said to himself, "It's a pity that I haven't hunted a bigger animal for a long time." ”

Just as the hunter was skewering the prey with a red tassel spear, and was about to go down the mountain, suddenly, the hound turned his head and ran towards the depths of the mountain forest, and the hunter understood that it must be "chasing the wind" and found the prey, and the tacit understanding of hunting many times made the hunter naturally draw the arrow again, put it on the bowstring, hold his breath, and follow in. I quietly followed.

"Oh, wild boar!" I cried out. Orion didn't pay attention to my voice, but looking at the way he looked, he was obviously a little excited. The Orion crept in, and suddenly drew his bow and aimed it at the boar's eyes. However, the boar seemed to have spotted me and Orion, and his eyes were staring straight at me, motionless and unblinking.

I know that the wild boar is desperately rising, and the tiger and leopard are still afraid to retreat. I thought to myself, if Orion's arrow can hit the boar in the eye, there will be a 20% chance of success, if it can't hit the eye, there will be a 90% chance that his name will not be guaranteed. Because, the wild boar has a temperament and is irritable. I've seen from movies and videos that when the ancients hunted wild boars, they always set a trap in advance and waited for the wild boar to fall into the net. If a wild boar falls into a trap, even the bravest hunter does not dare to go forward alone to hunt directly, most of the time, the hunters will wait for the wild boar to die or die in the trap before going to give a fatal blow or pick up the dead body. Because the hunters understood the characteristics of the wild boar's temperament, they fell into a trap and struggled desperately, and finally died of exhaustion.

He had been hunting all day, and he felt that his wrists were starting to go numb after drawing his bow and shooting arrows many times, but he still persevered, because at this point, even if he put down his bow and arrows, it was difficult to guarantee that the wild boar would not take the initiative to attack.

There was a stalemate for about a quarter of an hour, and suddenly, the hounds barked a few times. The hunter was surprised, and I was even more surprised, and I was questioning myself, when I saw the wild boar snort a few times and then turn around and run.

I was a little puzzled, and said to myself: "Wild boars have always been not afraid of people, why are they so timid today." And the hound, named "Chasing the Wind", still barked incessantly, and finally the sound of the squeak turned into a squeak, obviously terrified. I noticed that the hunter's expression had become very solemn.

Then a strong wind rose behind me, blowing the snow down from the treetops, and a dark shadow swooped down, and I instinctively dodged to the side, and the Orion rolled on the donkey, avoiding two or three paces away, and lay on his back on the ground. At this time, Orion and I saw it clearly, and I exclaimed, "What a big colorful worm!

Strangely, the worm paid no attention to me, as if the hunter was unaware of my presence. I stood aside, and saw the eyes of the colorful insects staring straight at the hunter, roaring, shaking through the mountains and rivers, startling birds and beasts in all directions, and the forest suddenly became lively.

Before Orion could stand up, the big insect pounced again, intending to bite Orion's head, and saw that Orion was about to die in the tiger's mouth! Seeing that the second pounce failed, the big insect turned around and shook off its bowl of colorful thousand flower tails. There was no time to dodge, and the flick hit Orion solidly. Suddenly, the Orion had fallen to the ground on its side. There was no time to cry out for pain, and before the big insect turned its head, the hunter got up and rushed out, grabbed the red tassel gun, only felt that the weight of the gun was wrong, looked down, and did not feel a sullen smile, it turned out that the gun was full of roe rabbits and pheasants, and his life was about to survive, and he forgot the game on the spear, and these prey strung on the body of the gun aroused the wild nature of the big insect even more. At this point, it's too late to unload the gun. Just imagine, tie a thing, and the tighter you tie that thing, the more reassuring you will be.

The big insect danced its claws and opened its teeth, accompanied by the rolling wind and pounced on the Orion, who naturally knew that the big insect was powerful, and couldn't help but run quickly. The Great Worm allowed him to escape, and chased after him, threatening to knock the Orion to the ground. Suddenly, Orion turned around, and his instinctive spear stabbed, impartial, neither high nor low, and the red tassel spear pierced the left eye of the big insect. Under the impact of the huge body of the big insect, Orion didn't have time to pull out the spear, so he took off the gun with both hands, and his whole body was bounced out, hit a pine tree, fell, and sat on the ground with a "stinging edge". The snow fell from the trees, and the hunter felt a chill on his neck, and suddenly became much more sober. The big worm let him regain his spirits, roared, and then the third pounce came, and the hunter was about to die in an instant, and the hunter closed his eyes and waited for death. I wanted to help, but it was too late.

Because it was the first time I saw a big insect eating a human being, I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat, "Ah!" At this time, I realized that I was lying in bed, and everything in front of me had changed back to the real world. The mattress sheet was almost soaked with sweat, I picked up the phone, it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening, and the message box that popped up on the phone was still the news of Mr. Jin Yong's death. I know that in the world, there is no Jin Daxia, and there is no martial arts.

Pack up your mind, take a hot shower, and continue to lie back in bed. I still can't sleep, but I have to force myself to go to sleep quickly, because I have to go to work tomorrow. When I think about going to work, I'm a mixed bag.

I am glad that for me, who has been unemployed at home for two years after graduating from college, this job is really not easy to come by. After being hired, the provincial financial subsidy is 1,500 yuan, and the recruitment company pays the remaining part of the salary (not lower than the local minimum wage guarantee). I signed up, and then, after passing the written test, interview, and finding a relationship with the trustee, I was finally admitted to the head office of C County Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

The sad thing is that although I was admitted to the head office of the county supply and marketing cooperative, but because there are no relatives who are officials at home, I and many people have not been able to get a decent job in the office of the supply and marketing cooperative, most of us were assigned to C County Supply and Marketing Vegetable Xiangmendi Co., Ltd. to drive an electric three-wheeler to deliver food to customers, or as a porter; in addition, the salary is settled according to the local minimum wage guarantee on the contract, 1470 yuan, which is very little, not to mention, more than ten hours a day.

The most terrifying thing is that I have been working since September 1st, and now it is October 31st, a full two months, but I have not received a penny of wages.

Holding back the tears, I closed my eyes and didn't let it out. Just tonight, I made a big decision in my life: to serialize a novel online.

There is no martial arts after Jin Yong! I know that with my literary skills and language level, I will never be able to write a martial arts novel like Mr. Jin Yong. But at least, behind the busy work, this is the only thing I can do to relax and entertain myself.

I thought, didn't I dream that the big worm bit the Orion, and what would the story have become if the Orion had not died, and the Great Worm had been killed by the Orion?

Thinking of this, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, I got out of bed excitedly, quickly took out a pen and paper, and continued to write the story, as follows:

There was a "tom", thinking that the hunter had died. In fact, it was not the case, I saw that the big insect flew out of the zhangyu, and it was motionless, only the blood flowed out of the mouth of the big insect, and it was obviously dead, but the hunter sat there upright. It turned out that at this life-and-death juncture, the instinct to save life prompted the hunter to immediately luck his arms, and his left hand held the chest of the big insect to unload the power of the big insect's rush, and at the same time, the right palm turned up, quickly pushed out, and knocked the big insect out with a move "The Male Wind Blows the Threshold".

Seeing this, I also wondered a little, how could a hunter have such kung fu and kill a big insect with one palm? With such kung fu, why didn't he use it before? Many questions came to my mind. Orion himself was a little puzzled, looking at his calloused palms, as if he remembered something, smiled faintly, and then turned into a bitter smile, worried in his heart. It is not listed here.

It was already evening, and Orion slowly got up, and the hounds, who were so frightened that they fled into the depths of the forest, had already run over, sniffed Orion, barked affectionately, and then went to lick the blood stains beside the big worm. While there was still temperature on the big insect's body, Orion skinned the tiger and turned it over and wrapped it around himself. Probably because the meat of the tiger and leopard was not tasty, or because he was injured and weak, he could not bear the big insects, and the hunter just sighed and ignored the others. Take the spear, pick up the roe rabbit pheasant again, and follow the wind down the mountain. There was always a sigh along the way, and it was clear that the Orion had become preoccupied at this time.

Orion's dwelling was not far away, halfway up the mountain, and before he reached the door, he found traces of movement in the snow, and he could understand the footprints of the little creatures during these months of hunting, and easily recognized the man's footprints.

Orion said in his heart: "I don't know what these three people have come here for? They have lived here for four years, and they have no other relatives or friends. Then he thought again: "Hurry to avoid the wind and snow?" Forget it, don't think about it, enough has happened today!"

Orion picked up the flask, which had not a single ounce of wine in it, and lifted the lid of the pot, revealing only a few pieces of dried meat that had been frozen into a large whole. Xin said: "Today's tiger mouth escapes, you have to drink a few sips to suppress the shock, and you can also exchange this bit of game for some food." The most important thing is that with these, you can naturally go to meet the little junior sister, just go down the mountain today!" he took out the ski trough, the wind and snow outside the door were still there, and a green cloth flag at the foot of the mountain swayed with the strength of the cold wind, which seemed out of place with the surrounding situation.

You can vaguely see that the flag is a word "wine", and it is obvious that it is an inn. Orion naturally knew that it was indeed an inn, and in the past few years, all the things he had hunted had been there!

Looking at the inn from a distance, I saw only the flag, but not the house. It turned out that the snow had wrapped the cypress trees on both sides of the road outside the store tightly, blocking the courtyard. The high walls of the courtyard block the cold wind from the north, so the snow flakes accumulate thicker and thicker on the cypress trees, and finally envelop the cypress trees one by one. The flagpole is higher than the courtyard house, and the green cloth flag at the head of the pole sways in the wind and snow, and there is no snow.