The mountains are high and densely forested, and the dim sunlight shines down through the dappled shadows of the trees, making the already dim woods even more lifeless.

The two men in black galloped up the mountain road, looking at the ground every other way. The dim light made everything on the ground more and more unrecognizable. Helpless, one of them could only squat down and sniff while running.

"This way. The crouching man twitched his nose, touched the ground, and ran in a direction, while the other stood vigilantly and immediately followed.

The two of them had been running for two or three miles, and suddenly, the person running in front of them stopped.

"What's wrong?" asked the man in the back.

"Don't you smell the smell of blood here?" the man asked rhetorically.

"Yes, it should be nearby. The latter also sniffled and whispered in response.

"Let's go, this way!" the previous man whispered, slowing his pace and whispering in the direction where the bloody breath was coming.

"Shhhh The latter person looked and saw a small black shadow slightly exposed under the tree.

The two looked at each other and nodded, the latter going around from the right and the former from the left, intending to outflank them in both ways. The two of them slowly approached the black shadow, the closer they got to it, the stronger the smell of blood, and now they didn't have to deliberately smell it, they could feel the bloody gas, which made people slightly dizzy.

After estimating the distance, the two nodded to each other and jumped out at the same time, blocking the route of the two roads in front of the black shadow......

"Ahh Seeing this, the latter person hurriedly looked into the tree, and at this moment, the dead deer was suddenly overturned, and a long sword stabbed out quickly, and the jaw exposed from the rest of the person's head went straight through the door of the head.

Drawing his sword, the man hiding under the deer carcass wiped the blade with the corner of his coat.

"Phew, it wasted a needle for me. The man looked at the iron device that was still glowing faintly above the head of a man in front of him, and his eyes were full of pity. The Spirit Piercing Needle is a high-level secret weapon of the Tang Sect, which is very convenient to set up, and is most suitable for ambushes, especially in this dense dark forest. However, it is convenient to return, and the structure of the spirit needle is fine, and it is just a one-time object, and it will be damaged after one use. This is also the reason why this person is a pity.

Finally picking up a life, the man looked at the strip of cloth on his left arm that had begun to bleed again, looked around, and after making sure that there were no other interception teams, he untied the strip of cloth, took out a vial of gold medicine from the package, sprinkled some on the wound, and then tore a clean strip of cloth from the corner of his clothes and wrapped it. After confirming his involvement, the man put the package on his back, found the right direction and continued to run.

After walking six or seven miles, he reached the vicinity of the foot of the mountain, but he saw that not far away, there was a mud house with lights on, and the man was already physically and mentally exhausted, so he hesitated for a moment, but he still approached and observed, and found nothing abnormal, so he cautiously came to the house and knocked on the door.

"Who? An old voice came from the room, and after a moment, I heard footsteps approaching, and when the deadbolt was opened, the speed was a little slower, and when the door was opened, a head poked out of it, and the dim light could not see the appearance clearly, but it was obviously an old man.

"Who are you?" the old man asked with some confusion when he saw that the man was burly and well-dressed.

"Old man, I have lost my way in the mountains, and I have not eaten or drunk for a day and a night, can I spend the night with you?" I will give you silver!" said the man, taking out a piece of silver from his package and handing it to the old man.

"Ouch, not so much, not so much. Old woman, get up quickly, come to the guests!" the old man saw that the person who came was generous, his heart blossomed, his eyes were full of smiles, and he hurriedly beckoned his wife to get up to receive the guests.

"Thank you, old man!" the man smiled and walked into the house when he saw that the old man was willing to let him stay for one night.

"Ouch, this guest, you, you're injured......" Although the lights in the room were not too bright, they were brighter than the outside of the house, and the old man saw that the man was holding a long sword, and his left arm was wrapped with a strip of cloth, and a little blood red oozed out, and he asked with some trepidation.

"Oh, don't worry, old man, I just met a wild wolf, and when I was chasing, I accidentally got scratched by a branch. I had no choice but to raise a sword to kill the wolf, which is not for you to see, splashed with wolf blood. The man smiled a little awkwardly.

"Oh, there aren't many wolves in the mountains, but some of them come out in the evening, so be careful next time. Hurry up and cook some food for the guest, the guest hasn't eaten for a day and a night!" said the old man, shouting into the inner room.

"I know, what are you doing!" came an old female voice from the room, thinking that it should be the old man's wife.

"Eh, thank you, auntie, I'm sorry for your trouble!" the man said to the back room.

"Ouch, why should the guests be polite!" At this time, an old woman came out of the back room, holding a bowl in her hand, and there were two steamed buns in the bowl, which looked a little dry, "Guest, I'll go and fry two vegetables for you, and you will fill your stomach with these two steamed buns first." ”

"Ouch, thank you so much, auntie. The man smiled and took the bun from the eldest lady's hand, and was not polite, picked it up and took a bite, chewed it twice, and felt that it was not as dry and hard as he imagined, so he swallowed the water in the water bladder he carried.

"The guests are at ease, after the old woman went to get two dishes, I accompanied the guests to drink two glasses. The old man smiled and took out a vase of flowers carved out of the room, thinking that he should have treasured it for a long time and was reluctant to drink it.

"Ouch, uncle is polite, look at me, my hand is injured, it's okay to drink two glasses, but it's not good to drink too much. Another day, I'll be healed, and I'll bring a few big jars of good wine to get you drunk!" the man swallowed two mouthfuls of bun and smiled heartily.

"Ouch, don't do this, or the dead old man will probably die of drinking and lie down in the coffin!" the old woman came out with a bowl of green vegetables, and half-jokingly complained to the old man.

The wine brought by the guest must be good wine, even if he is drunk, and that is also the blessing of my old man. You mother-in-law don't have this blessing!" the old man snatched the old woman's words, the old woman rolled her eyes, put down the dish, and went in to fry the new dish.

The man drank two cups with the old man, but he ate the two side dishes fried by the old woman in buns, wiped his mouth, and then followed the old man to the guest room contentedly, and slept with his pillow wrapped and clothes.

When the old man saw that the man was asleep, he slowly walked out of the guest room......

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