The water in the dark river is fast, and the further back it goes, the more the water rushes up. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Murong Yunzhen drifted aimlessly in this pitch-black mountain river, but he didn't know when it would end. Fortunately, the river is getting wider and wider, and it is not as narrow as it was when it first entered, and it is impossible to turn around.

The current hurriedly pushed Murong Yunzhen all the way down, and between the rapid drifting, he only felt that he seemed to never stop. Although Murong Yunzhen had also shouted loudly in fear, in this dark world, no one would be able to detect it.

Where will this dark river flow after all? Will there be an end? Such questions have always flipped in Murong Yunzhen's mind, but as time passed, he still did not see any corresponding answers or results.

"It seems that I, Murong Yunzhen, am going to be trapped in this dark river after all. Murong Yunzhen thought in despair while flowing with the waves.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a sour in his heart, because he still had many wishes that had not been fulfilled, and there were still many important people he had not seen, how could he just disappear in the world? But until he felt hungry, his body continued to repeat the rapid flow of movements, until he was finally so hungry that his limbs were weak.

"Okay, even if I, Murong Yunzhen, die today, I will finally protect this First Emperor Holy Sword, and it can be regarded as a good thing for the world. Murong Yun really felt that his head was faint, and he only said that he was about to die, so he said it suddenly.

When scholars also have an atmosphere, Murong Yunzhen is like this at this moment. After he shouted like this in his heart, he closed his eyes and let the surging dark river carry him anywhere.

Murong Yunzhen consumed the last bit of strength, and he completely lost his perception of the outside world, the temperature of the undercurrent, the speed of the spring, and even the darkness was not noticed.

I don't know how long it took, Murong Yunzhen faintly felt a dazzling light in front of him. But he did not have the strength to open his eyes again, for he had been washed in the dark river for four days and four nights, and he was already hungry and exhausted. It's just that what Murong Yun really didn't know was that he had already been washed out of the dark place, and now he was lying on the sandy beach of a riverbed.

Sometimes I have to believe that if you do good deeds on weekdays, you will always have more good rewards. When Murong Yunzhen fainted in the riverbed, he happened to meet a woodcutter passing by.

When the woodcutter saw a person lying quietly on the river beach, he looked at it from a distance, and then shouted a few times at Murong Yunzhen.

Murong Yunzhen had the strength to react? Seeing that he was motionless, the woodcutter quietly walked over to investigate, only to find that his body was cold and stiff. The woodcutter couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, only to say that the person who fell into the water was dead, so he had to sigh secretly, and then fished Murong Yunzhen out to the riverbank.

"It's a pity that you died at a young age, and the old man did a favor to bury you today, which can be regarded as accumulating some yin virtue. The woodcutter said with guilt.

After seeing that the woodcutter put down Murong Yunzhen, he turned around and dug a big hole on the beach on the shore.

After the woodcutter dug the pit, he came back to drag Murong Yunzhen into the pit, but unexpectedly, Murong Yunzhen stood in front of him tremblingly. It turned out that after the woodcutter carried Murong Yunzhen out of the river, after being irradiated by the scorching sun in the afternoon, his whole body was so warm that his true qi flowed back, and only then did he barely recover some strength.

The woodcutter looked at this bruised, tattered young man, who was already half frightened to death, and asked again and again in horror: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

How did Murong Yunzhen know what he was like now? But seeing that the woodcutter was frightened, he had no choice but to say weakly: "I am a human being, I haven't eaten for a few days, can the old man have something to eat?"

Although Murong Yunzhen's words were weak, they were sincere enough. When the woodcutter heard this, he felt that he was more pitiful than terrible at the moment, and only then relaxed a little.

The woodcutter then walked to the firewood pile and took out a bunch of fruits, and then said to Murong Yunzhen with a slight palpitation: "This is the wild fruit I picked when I was chopping wood, and I can barely eat it." ”

Murong Yunzhen took these wild fruits and devoured them as if he had seen a treasure. The woodcutter was surprised to see such a scene.

"This wild fruit is sour, and you eat it so happily. Looks like you really haven't eaten in a long time. The woodcutter said with a sigh of relief.

Murong Yunzhen had a sour taste somewhere, he only felt that these wild fruits were extremely delicious. After eating, Murong Yunzhen went to the river to drink river water, and then went over to respectfully thank the woodcutter.

"I came down from Kunlun Mountain, and I didn't get a grain of rice, and today I was rescued by the old man, and the younger generation is really grateful. Murong Yunzhen thanked the old man.

"You haven't eaten anything here since you came from Kunlun Mountain?" the woodcutter asked in surprise.

Murong Yunzhen nodded, but he didn't quite understand why the woodcutter looked like this, so he had to look at him strangely.

"Oh my God, Kunlun Mountain is six or seven hundred miles away, if you have to walk for at least ten days, you haven't eaten for ten days?" said the woodcutter in disbelief.

"This place is six or seven hundred miles away from Kunlun Mountain?" Murong Yunzhen also asked in surprise.

The woodcutter was stunned, glanced at Murong Yunzhen again, and soon came back to his senses and said, "Yes, this place is the upper reaches of the Min River, but Kunlun Mountain is already the border of Xisai. ”

Murong Yun really said this, but he couldn't say whether to be happy or anxious. If you say that you can be happy, it is because this place is remote and abnormal, and you can naturally avoid the pursuit of the Demon Sect, but if you say that you are in a hurry, it is that you have walked so far, but you don't know what the result of Ouye Tiangong and Kunlun Sect is?

Thinking like this, Murong Yunzhen hurriedly turned around to look for the First Emperor's Holy Sword, but he couldn't find anything after searching the riverbank.

Seeing that Murong Yun was really anxiously looking for something, the woodcutter asked, "What are you looking for?"

Murong Yun really saw that the woodcutter was holding the Holy Sword of the First Emperor in both hands, and thought to himself that Ouye Tiangong saved him with death, and he died all his life, all for this sword, and now that the Holy Sword of the First Emperor is safe and sound, how can it not make people happy?

Murong Yunzhen took the sword from the woodcutter's hand, but he was as happy as if he had regained it.

"This sword is very simple, it should be some age, right?" The woodcutter asked curiously when he saw Murong Yunzhen's expression.

"This sword is...... This sword was given to me by the predecessors of Ouyeel Tiangong in Kunlun Mountain. Murong Yun replied with a twist of words.

The woodcutter was not very interested in the origin of the sword, so he smiled and asked no more.

"Thank you, uncle. By the way, the old man said that this place is six or seven hundred miles away from Kunlun Mountain, but I don't know where this place is?" Murong Yunzhen asked after looking around.

The woodcutter replied, as if in a state of confusion, "This is a wild place, and I don't know what the name of the place is." ”

Murong Yunzhen was secretly surprised in his heart, since this woodcutter was cutting wood here, he must live nearby, how could he not know the name of the place where he lived?

"Today, the old man rescued him, and the younger generation has nothing to repay, this is a little heart, please accept it. Murong Yunzhen said as he took out the last few grains of broken silver from his pocket and said.

"Haha, I've been here for more than twenty years, and I've never seen any use for silver. The woodcutter smiled freely, but as soon as he finished speaking, the woodcutter suddenly became nervous, as if he shouldn't have said these things to Murong Yunzhen like this.

Murong Yun really saw that the woodcutter was restrained, so he had no choice but to pretend to look around. Everywhere Murong Yunzhen looked, but when he saw the clouds, there was indeed no place where anyone lived. Since there are no human beings, what is the use of having silver taels?

"Mr. Shuyuan has been teaching me to repay kindness, so I'll help you chop a few bundles of firewood. Murong Yun said smartly.

"Are you a scholar?" the woodcutter looked at Murong Yunzhen for a long time before saying.

Murong Yunzhen immediately looked down at himself, and when he saw the tattered clothes, he had to smile awkwardly and said, "The younger generation went to Kunlun from Qianzhou, and the wind and sun were exposed, and the clothes suffered a lot of crimes. ”

Seeing Murong Yunzhen's pedantic state, and listening to his words, the woodcutter believed it, and said happily: "No need, I have enough firewood for more than half a month." ”

Murong Yunzhen didn't care about this, but walked directly to the pyre, took out the firewood knife inserted on it, and then ran directly to the hillside by the river and cut down a big tree indiscriminately. Murong Yunzhen has never done heavy work in his life, and he doesn't know how to chop wood, and after some blind work, this big tree still hasn't changed in any way.

The woodcutter was very surprised, and walked over after a while, and asked in a harmonious voice, "Little brother, I see that you haven't done any farm work, have you?"

Murong Yunzhen had no choice but to smile awkwardly.

"Cutting wood requires skill in cutting wood, especially when cutting such a big tree. The woodcutter took the knife and looked at the trunk of the tree and said, "First you have to cut it around it, then see where the tree is falling, and then chase and cut it in the direction it is going to fall." ”

For some reason, as soon as the woodcutter had said so much, he fell silent again as if it was inappropriate. But if he really lives here alone for a long time, he must also want to talk to someone.

After a moment of silence, the woodcutter simply practiced himself. The woodcutter was an experienced man, and when he cut around the trunk of the tree, a deep groove appeared in the trunk of the tree.

Murong Yunzhen on the side was very stunning, and when the woodcutter saw him like this, he explained again and again: "Skill, skill." ”

Murong Yunzhen didn't think so, because each of the woodcutter's knives was cut at the same depth, and the strength of each knife was the same, so he was probably not "familiar with the skills".

At this moment, the woodcutter told Murong Yunzhen to disperse, and it seemed that he was going to make up for the last sword. I saw the woodcutter holding the wood knife obliquely, slashing at the groove on the trunk of the tree, and with a violent sound, the big tree that had stood before fell down in an instant. The accuracy and fierceness of the woodcutter's last blow is really incredible.

Seeing Murong Yunzhen's surprised expression, the woodcutter immediately put away the firewood knife, and then said casually: "The old man has been chopping firewood for decades, and he has learned from it." ”

After the woodcutter put away the firewood knife, he stopped touching the big tree that had been cut down, and Murong Yunzhen was immediately surprised.

"Uncle, don't you want these firewood?" asked Murong Yunzhen, pointing to the fallen tree.

"This tree is still raw, how can it be burned? or wait for it to dry, and then it is not too late to take it down." The woodcutter said.

Murong Yun really stood as if he didn't understand, but the woodcutter picked up a pile of firewood that he had cut before, and said leisurely: "Little brother, since you are fine, then the old man will go back as soon as possible." ”

Murong Yunzhen suddenly looked at the woodcutter leaving with some disappointment, because he hadn't really repaid the woodcutter yet, and because there was no one around here, Murong Yunzhen didn't know where to go.

Murong Yun was so disappointed that he couldn't help but follow the woodcutter all the way. The woodcutter asked impatiently, "Is there anything else going on with the little brother?"

Murong Yunzhen paused and said, "Uncle, how far is this place from Chengdu Mansion?"

"I haven't heard of it, and I don't know where it is. The woodcutter said.

Murong Yunzhen then asked again: "Which direction is the nearest county seat from here?"

But the woodcutter shook his head and said he didn't know.

Murong Yun was really a little strange and a little disappointed, so he had to smile awkwardly.

The woodcutter immediately glanced at Murong Yunzhen, always feeling that this young man's style was not what he thought, and with a little sympathy, he said, "Little brother, are you a disciple of the Kunlun faction?"

Murong Yunzhen shook his head.

"Then why do you say that you are from Kunlun Mountain?" asked the woodcutter curiously.

"I went to Kunlun Mountain to meet the predecessors of Ouyeel Tiangong, but unexpectedly, it ......" Murong Yunzhen said, as if he saw the scene of Ouyeel Tiangong sacrificing his life to save him that day, and he couldn't help but grieve.

"But what didn't you expect?" the woodcutter saw that Murong Yun was really sad, so he asked.

"Ouyeel Tiangong senior was killed by the Demon Sect. Murong Yunzhen said sadly.

"Demon Sect, Demon Sect ......" the woodcutter silently said a few times, and his face was already pale. And these were undetectable by Murong Yunzhen, who was following behind.

"The Demon Sect is a big demon with extremely high martial arts. Murong Yun explained with a sincere palpitation.

The woodcutter stopped answering his words, but hurried forward. Murong Yun really saw that the woodcutter was walking faster and faster, so he had to follow closely. Unexpectedly, the woodcutter jumped with firewood on his shoulder, and actually stepped on light skills and ran away. Murong Yun really didn't understand why the woodcutter was walking so fast, but he was in a hurry to go home, so he also chased after Zongyun Gong.

When the woodcutter saw that Murong Yunzhen had caught up with him in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but be secretly amazed at the superb light skills he had made. The woodcutter wanted to get rid of Murong Yunzhen, but as fast as he could go, Murong Yunzhen could chase as far as he could. In this way, the woodcutter was flustered.

After a chase, the two stopped at a thatched hut in front of a low hill.

"Why have you been following me?" asked the woodcutter, anxious and angry.

Murong Yunzhen was stunned for a moment, yes, why did he chase him?

"Uncle, I really don't know where to go in the barren mountains and mountains here?" Murong Yun said with some grievances.

"It's your business whether you know where to go, I've already saved your life, what do you want?" said the woodcutter impatiently.

After the chase just now, the woodcutter didn't seem to be really enthusiastic about Murong Yun. Murong Yunzhen also noticed the change in him, thinking that maybe people like to be quiet, but now that he is disturbed, he is bored in his heart. Thinking of this, Murong Yunzhen stepped forward and said respectfully: "The old man lives in seclusion here, but he was unexpectedly disturbed by the juniors, it's really embarrassing. I'm leaving. ”

The woodcutter casually threw down the firewood, but glared at Murong Yunzhen coldly, as if he felt that Murong Yunzhen should have had such an awareness a long time ago.

"The old man said that this river is the Min River, and if you go down the river, you will definitely be able to go outside, and you will definitely be able to return to Lin'an City. Murong Yunzhen said to himself while walking in silence.

"Lin'an City ......," the woodcutter's expression changed suddenly.

The woodcutter then stared intently at Murong Yunzhen's distant back, the expression on his face was as cloudy and sunny as a June day, and he could see that he was experiencing a fierce battle in his heart at this moment.

Not long after, the woodcutter seemed to suddenly come over, and he hurriedly chased after Murong Yunzhen again.

"Uncle?" Murong Yun said curiously.

"This place is in the wilderness, if it is not early today, if I don't leave you here for a night, I am afraid that I will save you in vain today. The woodcutter said coldly.

For example, today it is almost dusk, and the mountains and fields can occasionally see returning birds, which is indeed not a good time to escape. When Murong Yunzhen heard the woodcutter's words, his heart suddenly became relieved, and he thanked him again and again.