Zhang San walked alone on the street, how easy it was to find Shi Xiaoyu, from betting with the man in black in the forest, separating from Shi Xiaoyu, it has been three or four hours now, asking himself where to find it. Thinking of the strong martial arts of the man in black, it was not Shi Xiaoyu who was arrested or injured by him, but the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, blaming himself for drinking and making mistakes, and he shouldn't have left Shi Xiaoyu alone. While thinking about it, he walked along the side of the road, walking, and suddenly thought that Shi Xiaoyu had said that he would come to look for him when he was separated from him, could it be that he had already arrived, and he was nowhere to be seen, and left in a fit of anger?

He made up his mind in his heart, and was just about to walk back, when he heard someone behind him ask, "Why are you going?" The voice was crisp and delicate, slightly disgusted, Zhang Sanyi was happy, and turned his head to look, but it was not Shi Xiaoyu. Zhang San saw that she was staring at herself with her hands on her hips, so she hurriedly ran over and said, "Xiaoyu, where have you been, I'm in a hurry." Shi Xiaoyu glanced at him and said angrily: "I've been here, I'm afraid that you are living happily in the Chen family and forget to come out." Seeing that she was angry, Zhang San felt guilty and explained: "Chen Yuanwai is too enthusiastic, and I can't get out of it for a while." Shi Xiaoyu said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the Chen family will remember your life-saving grace and want to marry your daughter, right?" Zhang San waved his hand again and again, and said hurriedly: "How can this happen, Chen Yuanwai just blindly thanked me, gave me a reward, and sent me out." Saying that, he took out a handful of silver tickets from his arms, Shi Xiaoyu still didn't let go, and said: "If that's the case, you were blasted out, didn't you come to me willingly?" Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Shi Xiaoyu pursed her lips and snickered, muttering, "Stupid." Zhang San blushed and asked, "Xiaoyu, aren't you angry?" Shi Xiaoyu nodded and said in a low voice: "Don't be angry." Zhang Sanxi was overjoyed, but heard Shi Xiaoyu say again: "But I'm leaving." When Zhang Sanyi heard this, he thought she was still angry, so he blushed again and again and explained, Shi Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I didn't see you when I came to look for you, so I went back to see my father." It's time for me to go these days apart from my daddy. He lowered his head as he spoke. Zhang San was also worried about this matter these days, he and Shi Xiaoyu were happy together, so he was often worried about the day when the two separated, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly. Hearing her say this now, I was speechless for a while. Shi Xiaoyu knew what was on his mind, stared at him with his eyes for a long time, and said with a smile: "We will always be separated for a day, and we will meet again if we are fated." Zhang San didn't speak, just nodded and subconsciously held Shi Xiaoyu's hands. Shi Xiaoyu was startled, her face turned red, and she said, "I should go, let's have a meeting later." He withdrew his hand and turned to leave, leaving Zhang Sanwu standing in place, and only looked at Shi Xiaoyu's back after a long time, but it was getting smaller and smaller until he was never seen again.

Zhang San was a little dazed, although he and Shi Xiaoyu didn't get along for a long time, but the two of them had experienced life and death, and it coincided with the beginning of the juvenile relationship, so he couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in his heart. At this moment, he was walking alone on the street, carrying a large amount of silver tickets in his arms, but there was nowhere to spend them, so he walked aimlessly. After walking for a few days, he was confused in his heart, hated the world, and only cared about wandering, and when he was hungry, he picked some wild fruits and vegetables to wrap his stomach, and unconsciously came to a high mountain.

He didn't know what kind of mountain it was, but when he saw that the mountain was steep, he climbed to the top of the mountain.

Although he has lived in the mountains since he was a child, the mountains are extremely steep, but he cannot say that he can go up to them. When we reached the halfway point of the mountain, the weather was suddenly cold, the lead clouds were low, the north wind was getting tighter, and then it rained. The worse the climate, the more he walked on the cliffs, until it was getting late, the rain stopped, but the soles of his feet were slippery, and the road was even more difficult to identify. He didn't care, he looked down on his life very lightly, and he still held his head high.

After walking for a while, he suddenly heard a very light sound of treading water behind him, as if he was walking in the rain, Zhang San immediately turned around, only to see a figure behind him shaking and jumping into the valley.

Zhang San was startled, hurriedly ran over, looked into the valley, and saw a person stretching out three fingers to fish on the stone, but his body was volleying. Zhang San saw that he supported his whole body with the power of three fingers, and with the deep valley of ten thousand people, the martial arts were really incredible, so he bowed respectfully and said, "Senior, please come up!"

The man laughed loudly, shook the valley, and with a flick of his fingers, he jumped up from the side of the cliff, and suddenly shouted: "Who are you?

Zhang San was scolded by him for no reason, and thought: "Wind and rain, in the middle of the night, what am I sneaking up on here?" touched his heart, and suddenly cried loudly, remembering that he was unfortunate in his life, despised by others, and Pei Manzhen and Shi Xiaoyu, who were good to him, also left him.

At first, the man saw him crying, and couldn't help but be stunned, and the more he cried, the more sad he became, and it was even more strange, and then he saw that he was crying endlessly, and suddenly he laughed and laughed, and collided with each other in the valley, accompanied by the sound of cranes and winds, which was really indescribably strange and terrifying in this night.

Zhang San heard him laugh, his crying stopped, and he said angrily: "What are you laughing at?" The man laughed: "What are you crying for?" Zhang San only felt that this tone was familiar, but the sky was dark, and he couldn't see who the other party was. It just so happened that at this time, the dark clouds passed, and the moonlight shone on the man's face, and Zhang San was shocked after seeing it: this person was actually an old man who taught him martial arts at the tea stall a few days ago. When he was frustrated, he met the old man, and he was kind to himself, and ordinary people were also in a good mood, not to mention that Zhang San had met not many people who really treated him since he was a child, and this old man was one of them, so how could he not be excited, and he burst into tears at the moment, took two steps forward, bowed down in front of the old man, and said: "Junior Zhang San, uncle, let's meet again." The old man's expression was a little wooden, and he looked at Zhang San carefully for a while before he said lightly: "It turned out to be you, very good, very good." The old man held a branch in his hand and gently picked it on his arm, Zhang San didn't feel any strong pressure, but he fell backwards involuntarily. According to the momentum of this fall, he should have fallen and couldn't get up, but he took advantage of the situation in mid-air and still stood upright. At this moment, the old man seemed to be unexpected, and said: "Good boy, martial arts have grown a lot. Zhang Sanxing saluted and said: "Thanks to the old man's mention that day, the younger generation has to practice the mantra taught by the old man every day." The old man nodded, his tone was much calmer, and asked, "What are you doing here, what are you crying just now?" Zhang San heard the old man ask himself, so he told all his experiences, the old man didn't say a word, and at the end, he said: "It turned out to be because of a woman." Zhang Sanqi said: "What?" The old man frowned and said, "Speaking of which, it's not because of two women. Zhang San was about to answer, when suddenly the wind blew, and the old man interrupted: "Okay, let's not talk about it first, the wind is blowing again, you come with me." Regardless of whether Zhang San followed or not, he walked towards the mountain alone.

The road was rugged and muddy, Zhang San followed the old man for a long time before stopping, the old man lit the torch, Zhang San saw clearly, it turned out to be a cave. The old man picked up some dry wood and broke branches to make a fire, and said, "I see that you are also hungry, let's eat something first." After speaking, he instructed Zhang San to pick up some more firewood, and he walked to the depths of the cave. Zhang San picked up some firewood, the fire gradually became stronger, and after a while, the old man came out, carrying a big rooster in his hand. Seeing that Zhang San was stunned, he smiled and said, "Silly boy, let's eat chicken." The two then peeled and dehaired the chicken, skewered it and roasted it over the fire. Zhang San saw the old man roasting chicken, and suddenly said: "There is a way to eat, I don't know if the old man has tried it?" The old man said: "What method?" Zhang San said: "It is to hollow out the internal organs of the chicken, and then wrap it in leaves, wrap it in damp soil, and roast it in the fire, the taste is many times stronger than ordinary roast chicken." The old man frowned and said, "How can you eat it when it's wrapped in mud?" Zhang San smiled and said: "After it's cooked, the wet mud turns into lumps, and it comes down in one shot." The old man thought about it and said, "Then do as you say." The two then found some large leaves, and it happened that it was raining outside, and the wet mud was everywhere, and in a short time the rooster was properly disposed of, and the fire was set up to roast again. After about a stick of incense, the old man asked, "How long will it take?" Zhang San smiled and said: "This kind of baking method will take a little longer, and it will be called a fragrant fragrance after eating." The old man was obviously a little hungry, frowned and sighed: "I fell for your kid, I fell for your kid." After saying that, he turned his back and lay on his side on the ground, and after a while he snored loudly, and fell asleep.