Chapter Three: Crises abound
"Chivalry, danger ahead!" the young man chased after the man from Fang Cai, and one sideways also entered the fog barrier. www.biquge.info The man slowed down his feet when he saw the boy chasing after him, and he withdrew the true qi in his body and stopped waiting for the boy. When the young man caught up breathlessly, he hurriedly said: "This is a mist barrier, and all around it are covered with enchantments according to the five elements. Only those who came in, and no one ever walked out alive. ”
The man smiled lightly: "Then you still have to come in desperately, why?"
The boy stammered, "Because I think you're a good person." ”
The man touched the boy's cute little head: "At a young age, you can't judge right and wrong emotionally. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real. ”
Just as the young man seemed to understand and looked at the man, an even more powerful air current came towards them.
The man dodged and dragged the boy to jump to the tallest birch tree to cover the boy's mouth: "Someone followed you in." ”
After this powerful air flow passed through the wind and snow, the man slowed down and said in a deep voice: "Little brother, I know that entering the enchantment this time is not a lifetime. But I'm going to send you out with my life, and you should know who I am by now. ”
The boy shook his head blankly. The man continued: "I am the leader of the secret agents of the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Sizong, who was called the 'Crazy Feather Fairy Knife' by the people of the rivers and lakes, and I was displaced because I fled with the prince back then. I never had a home, and I lived all my life only for my family mission. Li Zicheng's henchmen chased and killed again and again, and finally I changed my face with phantom water, and then I lived a peaceful life. Now the disputes in the rivers and lakes have arisen again, the Jurchen tribes have entered the Central Plains, Li Zicheng has more wantonly plundered the gold and silver in Beijing, and Ping Xibo and Wu Sangui, the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, have their own abacus. Child, I said so much, you may not understand it now. But please take care of this baby in my arms, because he is the eldest grandson of Sizong. , the last royal blood of the Ming Dynasty. ”
The young man looked at him dumbfounded, and recalled in his mind what the master had said: On the top of this snow-capped mountain, there was only one hero, and you were not born at that time. He is like an eagle from Mobei, and no one knows his name. But his jet-black steel knife is a rare black iron weapon in the world, and just one move of the 'knife roll and remnant clouds' can make the wind and clouds change color.
"Little brother, it's not good! She caught up! You hurry up and leave here with Tian'er. "After saying that, he pushed his true qi to control the jet-black steel knife and prepared to let me fly with the sword.
Before the young man could stand firmly, the man had already put the baby cloth on the young man's chest, knelt down on one knee and clenched his fists and said, "I hope that the young man Gu Tian'er will be thoughtful and take him to the top of the snowy mountain to see my old man." With that, he pushed the mad knife and recited the spell knife and flew away.
The boy held the baby tightly in his arms and doubled his flight speed with the 'Falling Snow Walk'. Fly along the route you once remembered for the exit of the barrier.
Before the flying knife could stop, the boy flew and jumped down. Running quickly to the main hall of the igloo and seeing the master meditating, the young man hurriedly ran forward with the baby in his arms and knelt in front of the master. looked at the young man's panicked expression, and his clothes were covered with mud. The master knew that something was wrong, and the old man pressed his true anger. Come to the boy and pick up the baby. Looking at the baby who began to cry, the master's eyes began to moisten.
The master silently recited: "What should come is still here." ”
Before the young man could speak, the master seemed to know everything, and turned around to signal that there was no need to say anything more.
The master took out the golden silk in the baby's satin package, on which was written the baby's birthday, and there was a page of crazy knife records.
The master sighed: "The world is impermanent, although you are rich and noble, but the Ming Dynasty has perished." From then on, you have no past, and no worries. I hope you can have a compassionate heart, and in the future, you will be called compassion!"
The young man happily ran to the master's side and said, "I have a junior brother." Days. ”