The goshawk had inquired about the location of the mountain of Slave Blood, and about thirty miles west of it could be found. Although these Kazakh men were reckless and brave, when they heard the name of this mountain, their faces immediately changed, and when they talked about it, they were timid in their words, as if they were talking about a rabbit with a fierce wolf.

Janibe said at the time: "When the Mongols went on an expedition, there were slaves who rebelled, were killed by the Mongols, and buried in the mountains of slave blood. The mountain was gloomy and dark, surrounded by ghost trees, with blood on the ground, and ghostly shadows in the forest, and constant ghostly sounds. The yin wind in the forest blew on the man, and the man was immediately delirious, lost in the forest, and could not get out of it for the rest of his life. ”

Goshawk wondered: "How do you know so clearly?"

Janibe smiled: "Naturally, I heard from people. ”

The goshawk was in the barracks, and knew that this nonsense talker, when talking about chasing the wind and shadows, often said, "I listen to whoever and everyone talk about it", from which it can be seen that this matter is empty and groundless, and he does not believe in Janibe's words at all.

After riding for a while, I suddenly had a heart, and thought: "I look like a Han person, if I meet a tartar on the road, I am afraid that they will be verbose and interrogated. ”

He used his internal strength, combed his hair, curled it up, tore off a handful of braids for a beard, squeezed his eyebrows, made his eyes widen out of thin air, and tugged on his eyelashes for a moment, so that they were about to break off and grow in half.

After tossing for about half an hour, I found a lake to take a look, and I looked like a profiteer in the Western Regions, although it was not unrecognizable, but if it was not a close person, I was afraid that I would not be able to identify it. He was proud in his heart and thought: "This kind of disguise ability, I'm afraid that the monkey can't find fault." ”

After thinking about it, his mind was at a loss, and he asked himself: "Who is the monkey? Why did I suddenly think of a monkey?"

On the way, I really encountered a lot of Mongolian sentry towers, at that time, the Semu people were good people, and the treatment of the Han people in the south was very different, and those Tartars saw his appearance, and they didn't bother to take care of it, and the road was unimpeded.

After walking like this for a long time, I saw that the grass on the road gradually turned yellow, and the sky gradually darkened, and a large vast sea of trees appeared half a mile ahead, the crown of the tree was dark, gray and deformed, and the bark was curled, and at first glance, it seemed like a grimace. There was a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls in my ears, as if I was holding a funeral.

Goshawk thought to himself: "This Janibe is not bad, but I'm afraid he is also blind." "I did not know where the entrance of the forest was, but when I looked up, I saw a black and high mountain surrounded by a sea of trees, about a hundred feet high, and the mountain was undulating and far away, and in the twilight, the top of the mountain seemed to be blood-colored.

He said happily: "Is this the Slave Blood Mountain?"

Just about to urge the horse into the forest, suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, only to see a carriage galloping towards this side, there are three warriors riding outside the car to protect each other, the three of them are brave, an old man has black and white skin on his face, he must have suffered a fire in the past, and the other two are holding a ghost head chain knife, and one is holding a red tassel double hook, tall and strong, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The old man saw the goshawk, frowned, and shouted, "Get out of the way!" If in normal times, the goshawk heard this, it was just that he couldn't ask for it, and he had to fight, but he didn't dare to delay at the moment, so he rode half a step to the side and let them pass.

The carriage and the three guards came to the front of the forest, and the coachman hesitated and asked, "Old Wu, this forest is full of dangers, like a labyrinth, shall we just break into it like this?"

When the goshawk heard the coachman's polite conversation, he could not help but look at his face, and saw that he was about thirty-five years old, with a face of Chinese characters, a clear face, a short beard, a scholar's scarf, and his eyes were attentive, but at the moment he was a little worried.

That Wu Lao was an old man who had suffered from the fire, and he said hatefully: "Damn Tartar, kill our guide, and now we will become headless flies." ”

The coachman glanced at the carriage behind him, and his eyebrows became more sorrowful, and said, "But the matter is very urgent, and we can't afford to delay." He looked at the goshawk, and when he saw that the goshawk was staring at them, and seemed to want to break into the forest, he arched his hand and asked, "Can this little brother understand Chinese?"

The goshawk imitated the strange tone of the people of the Western Regions and said, "Brother, I understand, do you also want to enter this forest?"

The coachman was hopeful, and said, "The contemptible man is surnamed Li, and his name is Li Tingyu, little brother, if you know the road into the forest, can you lead us on a journey?" ”

Goshawk smiled: "My name is Eagle, Eagle Ichak, you can just call me Eagle." I don't know the way, but I have a natural ability to find my way, and if I go into the woods, I won't get lost. ”

When Wu Lao heard this, he shook his head again and again, and said: "This person is not reliable, but he is afraid of being greedy for money. I think the Tartars didn't chase after them anyway, so I might as well go around the neighborhood and see if there is anyone who can find the way. ”

The coachman hesitated for a moment, and suddenly, the sound of eager horses' hooves was heard on the side, and the goshawk looked over the mountain road, and saw about fifteen Mongolian soldiers with swords in hand, shouting and rushing towards this direction. Li Tingyu exclaimed, "I thought I had gotten rid of them." ”

Wu Lao said angrily: "The Tartar is cunning, he has taken the path!" At this time, he wanted to escape, but it was too late, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Xie Zhang, protect Mr. Li to escape, Lao Gu, let's stop the Tartar." ”

The Tartars shouted, "They have treasure in their cars, don't let them escape!"

The goshawk's heart was on fire, put on his helmet, and roared, "Insatiable Tartar rats, dare you fight with my eagle?" drew his long sword, rode his horse out, and attacked the Tartar robbers instead.

As soon as Wu Lao saw the goshawk fighting, he hurriedly caught up with the pair of hooked men, the goshawk slashed at the Mongol head, the soldier wanted to fight back, but he never expected that the goshawk was just a false move, the long sword deflected abruptly, stabbed the enemy who wanted to be flanked beside him, and the man screamed in pain and fell to the ground. And the goshawk tended to the enemy, and did not like to fight, and with a flick of the reins, he rushed to the rear of the enemy.

The Tartar formation was a little disordered, and the people in front wanted to turn back to chase the goshawk, but Wu Lao threw out two sleeve arrows and hit the back of the heads of the two of them, and the account was settled in an instant. Lao Gu also caught up with the enemy, waved his double hook, tore the Mongolian soldier off his horse, stirred it a few times, and the enemy immediately broke his stomach.

The goshawk identified the Mongol soldiers, found one of their ten captains, and turned to take the man directly, but the soldiers beside the man also surrounded him, set up his crossbow, and shot at the goshawk, and the goshawk roared, and the tip of the sword trembled left and right, blocking the arrow. The Mongols never expected him to have such a ability to pierce feathers and arrows, and in their astonishment, they were about to throw away the crossbow when they were picked off by a goshawk with a sword and a person.

The ten-man roared angrily, brandished his halberd, and slashed at the waist of the goshawk, the goshawk's long sword blocked, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the reins of the ten-master, the man thought he was going to disturb the horse, drew his waist knife, and slashed at the goshawk's head, who knew that the goshawk suddenly jumped off the horse, curled up, pulled the reins and swung, and instantly came behind the ten-captain, cut his throat, and threw him to the ground.

These Mongol soldiers were not elites, but guerrillas who stood guard at the border fortress, coveted Li Tingyu's belongings, and did not care about wearing heavy armor, so they hurried out.

Li Tingyu saw the Tartar running away, he was grateful, jumped out of the carriage, and arched his hand: "This eagle brother, if you don't draw your sword to help, we are afraid that it will be difficult to get out, your great kindness, how can I Li repay you?"

The goshawk took off his helmet and hurriedly replied: "Mr. Li, the Mongolian Tartars are cruel and hateful, blocking the road and robbing good people, and crashing into my eagle's hands, you can't sit idly by. Besides, Mr. Wu, Mr. Gu and Mr. Xie Zhang are strong in martial arts, and these fifteen miscellaneous soldiers can't help you at all. Mr. Li and his family in the car were only slightly disturbed at most, and they would be safe and sound. My eagle shot is not a charcoal in the snow, but just the icing on the cake, to make yourself happy. ”

When the three guards heard this, they felt that this man was polite in his words and his eyes were extraordinary, and their faces were bright, and they felt pity for the goshawk, and Wu Lao said: "Mr. Li, I think this eagle brother's martial arts are also good, so it is better to let him enter this forest with us, and take care of each other." ”

Li Tingyu nodded again and again, and said, "I wanted to agree, but I was interrupted by the Mongols." He groaned a little and asked, "Brother Eagle, how do you know that it is Li's family members in the car and not valuables?"

Goshawk said: "My eagle has a ability, I can tell at a glance whether a person loves money or not. I see that Mr. Li is affectionate and loyal, and will never be greedy for money, so I guess that there must be important people in this car, am I right?"

Mr. Li was put on a high hat by the goshawk, laughed heartily, and led the goshawk to the back of the carriage, only to see that there was no seat in the carriage, but a large bed lying horizontally, and in the bed lay a sick girl, her eyes closed, and her breath was like a gossamer. As soon as Mr. Li saw this girl, his face was immediately gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and tears fell from his eyes.

The goshawk looked at the girl carefully, and saw that she was about twelve years old, with a thin body, a snow-white complexion, although her eyes were closed, and her face was sickly, she was still beautiful, elegant and lovely, and she was really a beautiful appearance of the country and the city, and she was a little more beautiful than Li Shuxiu and Amman.

He shook his head and said secretly: "Don't rush to conclusions, people who were beautiful when they were young also have a precedent for becoming ugly when they grow up, this girl was extremely beautiful when she was a child, and she may not be beautiful when she grows up." ”

was appreciating the girl's appearance, but heard Li Tingyu cry and say: "She is my daughter, named Li Ruolan, she is seriously ill, there is no cure, I vowed to cure her disease, and I heard that there is a panacea in this slave blood mountain, so I took her all the way to this remote place outside the territory." ”

Goshawk frowned, held Li Ruolan's little hand, checked her pulse and heartbeat, and said in confusion: "It's really weird, how can she have the appearance of depletion at her young age?"