"As long as the hero can spare the lives of the little ones, these gold, silver and jewelry will be taken by the hero. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The bandits have greeted each other.

Yang Zhan smiled disdainfully, and then said: "This money is stained with the blood of the soul, how can I ask for it? Listen to it to me, I want you to do one thing now, if you all do it, I will let you go; if you can't do it, those thieves under the mountain will be your fate." ”

"Don't say one thing, that is, a thousand, ten thousand pieces. The bandits said excitedly.

"Well, then, each of you will take out thirty taels of silver from it, and then go out in one direction for three hundred miles, and then stand in the gate of the county town for a full day. But if one of them is out of the way, or is in the company of others, I will take his dog life within three months. Yang Zhan shouted.

The thieves immediately knelt down to thank Yang Zhan for not killing, and each took away thirty taels of silver, and then retreated down the mountain after three bows and nine bows.

Seeing that all these people who usually did evil things had dispersed, those who were rescued were relieved, and they were all grateful to Yang Zhan. Yang Zhan didn't accept this, and only let them divide the money and go home separately.

But these people didn't dare to move easily, Yang Zhan saw their worries, and immediately jumped up the mountain, roaring three times with his internal strength. The sound was surging and surging to stop the sky, but it was so frightened that the thieves who walked to the foot of the mountain fled for their lives, so that everyone dared to leave with confidence.

After this whole thing, Yang Zhan was relieved to return to his former calm expression. Hua Linglong knew that Yang Zhan was deliberately pretending to be fierce just now, and thinking about his exaggerated behavior before, she couldn't help but stare at him and snickered.

"What is Sister Hua laughing at?" Yang Zhan asked in surprise.

"I just said that Zhan'er is an old-fashioned person, and I can't imagine that he really looks like a villain, which is really interesting. Hua Linglong said happily.

Yang Zhan was stunned, and then smiled helplessly: "In ancient times, the wicked had their own wicked grinding, and I couldn't kill them all, so I could only pretend to be an evil rakshasa so that the rest of the people would no longer be harmed." ”

Having said that, seeing Hua Linglong so comfortable at the moment, Yang Zhan also felt comfortable in his heart, so he walked briskly with her on the mountain trail.

The Yellow Mountain is full of strange peaks, the clouds are misty, it is really called a fairyland on earth, but it is not easy to go to the mountain peak that the thieves talk about in such an environment. After Yang Zhan and Hua Linglong led the horse over the mountain, they rode their horses and whipped along the foothills, and after more than half an hour, the two finally came to the other side of the Yuping Peak.

In addition to the fact that Yuping Peak is also hidden in the smoke and clouds, other places are very different from other places. As soon as Yang Zhan and Hua Linglong got off their horses, they saw an open land in the valley, and three or two peasants were working hard in it, not at all as chaotic as the mountains they had crossed before.

Yang Zhan had come to look for someone, but now he saw a farmer plowing the field, but he was overjoyed, so he hurriedly stepped forward to ask. It's just very unfortunate that the people in the fields were at a loss after hearing the name Tao Yong, and they all said that they had never heard of this person.

Yang Zhan felt very disappointed, but he refused to stop there, so he repeated it again. I saw the farmers stop their work one by one and said with a smile: "Young man, there are only seven families under this Yuping Peak, and there is no one surnamed Tao. ”

Yang Zhan could tell from the other party's comfortable expression that they were not lying, so he had to regretfully retreat to the road. Hua Linglong saw that Yang Zhan had found nothing, so she whispered, "Didn't Zhan'er say that Tao Yong was good at the art of disguise, so would he just pretend to be one of the farmers?"

Yang Zhan shook his head and said, "You see that they are all sweating, if they come in disguise, they must definitely show their flaws." ”

Hua Linglong glanced at the field suspiciously, but she didn't see anything unusual about these people. Of course, Yang Zhan knew that Hua Linglong was also anxious to find Tao Yong as soon as possible, so he said again: "Daoist Fu once said that this Tao Yong was born in a Lingren opera, and he couldn't stand the hardships of these woodcutters, so they didn't lie to me. ”

Finding that Yang Zhan was such a careful person, how could Hua Linglong not be happy in her heart, so she looked at Yang Zhan and smiled stupidly.

It's just that Hua Linglong's innocent appearance is really natural and innocent, coupled with the bright teeth and bright eyes, it is really amazing and moving. Yang Zhan couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then met Hua Linglong's gaze.

Hua Linglong saw Yang Zhan looking at herself so solemnly, but she couldn't hide her heart swaying, so she slowly moved forward with her red cheeks.

But Yang Zhan suddenly responded, but the back of his ears suddenly turned red with embarrassment, so he had to pretend to be unhappy and said, "Sister Hua always laughs at me." ”

Hua Linglong clearly sensed an inexplicable feeling, but it was like gazing at the stars in the sky in the middle of the night, obviously so close, but when she was about to stretch out her hand, it instantly became out of reach. Whether this feeling is beautiful or regrettable, perhaps only Hua Linglong herself will know.

Yang Zhan saw that Hua Linglong was staring at herself, so he urged: "There is no one under the mountain, so let's go to the mountain to have a look." ”

After that, Yang Zhan left in a hurry as if he had fled. It's just that Tao Yong is not seen at the foot of Yuping Peak, and it is even more empty when he arrives on the mountain, except for a grass pavilion between the different stones on the top of the mountain, there is no sign of anyone coming.

Those thieves once said that this person was lingering in the three nearby peaks, and Yang Zhan couldn't find him in Yuping Peak, so he had to go to Lotus Peak to investigate. After a slightly embarrassing scene just now, Yang Zhan seemed to deliberately keep a distance from Hua Linglong: he saw Hua Linglong chasing after her, but Yang Zhan was always one foot ahead of her; Hua Linglong found a topic, but Yang Zhan always dealt with it succinctly, so that the Lotus Peak, which was originally nearby, made Hua Linglong feel that she had been gone for a long time.

There is a small stream under the Lotus Peak, which meanders and then flows into a waterhole more than ten zhang wide, and two anglers, an old and a young, are sitting on the embankment of the waterhole intently.

Yang Zhan motioned for Hua Linglong to wait on the spot, and then walked over quietly.

"Grandpa, why hasn't this fish been baited yet?" asked the fishing boy impatiently.

The old man on the side couldn't help but pat his head with his hand, and then scolded: "How many times have I taught you, fishing should be quiet, look at your shout, grandpa's side saw that the fish that was about to be hooked ran away again." ”

The child had to nod innocently, but saw Yang Zhan standing behind him.

The child looked at Yang Zhan and then at the old man, but he didn't dare to speak more. After the old man took off the hook, he focused on reloading the bait, and after throwing the rod into the pool again, he was engrossed in staring at the surface of the lake again.

The boy probably really wanted to tell the old man that there was a stranger behind him, but he couldn't make a movement to disturb the grandfather, so he had to look back and forth on the two of them. In such a scene, Yang Zhan couldn't help but snicker. It was only Yang Zhan's smile that came out, and a halo suddenly opened on the surface of the water, and the fish that was about to be hooked was frightened away again.

The old man was furious, and then raised his slap and slapped the child's head again, and said with a scolding voice: "Call you to make trouble, let you make trouble." ”

The old man found that the child had been staring behind him after being slapped, so he turned his head to look, but he was also startled.

"Don't panic, old man, I just came here to ask for directions, and I don't want to disturb you fishing. Yang Zhan said politely.

Only then did the old man react, it turned out that the laughter just now was not from a child, but from the strange young man behind him, so he said without a good temper: "The old man is busy fishing, and he is not free at this time." ”

Yang Zhan felt that the old man was blaming himself for scaring away the hooked fish, so he said: "The water is clear and there are no fish, and there are many lotus canopy and dead branches on the opposite side, why don't the old people go there?"

The old man said disapprerovingly: "Since the opposite side can grow lotus flowers, its water must be shallow, even if there are fish, I am afraid that it is millet shrimp." ”

Yang Zhan smiled and said, "What if there is a big fish caught on the other side?"

"Don't you want to ask for directions? If you catch a big fish, the old man will ask you for directions. But the fish that I catch belongs to me. The old man replied as if nothing had happened.

Yang Zhan borrowed a boy fishing rod, then jumped over the lake, and sat upright waiting for the fish to take the bait. But the situation didn't seem to be good, and Yang Zhan hadn't seen any movement for a long time since he threw out the fishing line, so he was secretly curious. In fact, what the old man said was right, this waterhole is deep and shallow on one side, and the fish in the mountains like to chase the living water, so they are naturally concentrated on the side of the old man.

Yang Zhan thought about it carefully, but he also understood this truth, but there was no one else here, if he didn't ask this grandfather and grandson, he was afraid that there would be no place to ask. In this way, Yang Zhan had no choice but to gamble on his luck.

It was not so much a gamble on luck, but a trick, and I saw Yang Zhan break three or five residual leaves from the withered grass on the side, and then throw them into the water after a little pinching. The grandfather and grandson on the other side couldn't understand it, so they smiled meaninglessly, and then concentrated on their own fishing.

Yang Zhan poked out a finger slightly, but quietly exerted force on the water surface, and the fallen residual leaves on the water swayed back and forth gently, and when Yang Zhan continued to exert force, these leaves actually jumped like dragonflies in water, but this situation was not something that people on the other side could see.

For some reason, after Yang Zhan exerted his strength for a while, the fish in the waterhole swam towards him one after another, but the shallow water mud was muddy. The old man and the child looked at the strange change in the surface of the lake, but they were also speechless in surprise.

It turned out that Yang Zhan controlled the dancing of the residual leaves with internal force, so that the underwater fish mistakenly thought that there were insects passing through, so they all came over to get a piece of the pie. But dead leaves are dead leaves after all, and after attracting the fish over, Yang Zhan unloaded his internal force and waited for one of the big fish to be willing to take the bait. In this way, it is a gamble of luck.

Yang Zhan only felt that the fishing rod in his hand was tight, so he threw his arms diagonally to the right, and suddenly saw a big herring jumping up and down on the grass. The child was the happiest, so he dropped the fish basket and ran towards the opposite side, and Hua Linglong also hurriedly stepped forward to see what was going on, but the old man looked up with a confused face.

It's just that when the child came over with the big fish, the old man had nothing to say, so he had to look at the big fish excitedly.

"Sure enough, it's a big fish, and some of it was eaten tonight. The old man said proudly.

"Does the old man know that Huangshan is at ease with Tao Yong?" asked Yang Zhan.

"Tao Yong? The old man pondered for a moment before replying.

Yang Zhan had no choice but to settle down and try not to let himself sigh. But the old man said: "There are only two villages here, and there are no people surnamed Tao, and outsiders are very rare, but I am afraid that I will harvest this fish for nothing." ”

Yang Zhan had some regrets, so he had to return the fishing rod to the old man.

The grandfather and grandson then put away their tools and went home. But Yang Zhan felt a little strange, so he took advantage of Lingyundu and suddenly attacked the boy's side. Hua Linglong was puzzled, but before the words could be shouted, the old man had already held Yang Zhan with one hand and pulled the child away with the other.

"The old man is really a practitioner. Yang Zhan said happily.

The old man glanced at Yang Zhan and said, "My grandson provoked you?

Yang Zhan smiled heartily and said: "If the younger generation wants to take the life of this boy, I am afraid that the old man may not be able to stop it, I tried it just now, but I just want to prove that the old man can do martial arts." ”

The old man also understood that what Yang Zhan said was true, because he had just blocked it, and he clearly found that Yang Zhan did not use his strength, but how did he find out that he knew martial arts?

"When I got behind you just now, you were already aware of it, so when the fish touched the rod, your hand moved slightly. Yang Zhan said.

The old man shook his head blankly and remained silent. But Yang Zhan understood that the decoupling of the fish was actually not caused by his own laughter, but by the action of the fishing rod when the old man was thinking about how to deal with him. It's just that he didn't admit it, so Yang Zhan had to continue: "The second is that when I flew over the lake with light skills, you didn't even look at it, which is really not like an ordinary person's behavior. ”

"You are not the only one in the world who knows martial arts, what's so strange?" the old man replied disdainfully.

"This proves that I am right, not only do you know martial arts, but you have already noticed that someone is coming, but you still pretend not to know. Yang Zhan said.

The old man nodded slightly, but then asked coldly, "What does it matter to you whether I know martial arts or not?"

"Maybe not, but I'm sure it is. Yang Zhan said firmly.

"I don't know. The old man said disdainfully.

"The Tao Yong I'm looking for should be the same age as you, and he is also a person who knows martial arts. Yang Zhan said cautiously.

"Hearing you say that, I'm afraid you haven't even seen this so-called Tao Yong, right?" the old man asked as he stared at Yang Zhan.

"I really haven't seen him. Yang Zhan replied coldly.

The old man burst out laughing: "So it's ridiculous for you to infer that I am Tao Yong just because of the old man's age and a little bit of martial arts." ”

"But I don't think it's ridiculous, and that's why I'm more convinced that you should know this person. Yang Zhan said decisively.

"Why?" the old man asked rhetorically.

"Tao Yong has lived in the three mountains of Yuping Peak, Lotus Peak and Tianmu Peak for decades, and his people are familiar with martial arts, so they must have the habit of practicing martial arts. Yang Zhan said.