The little fat man stopped in front of the eagle and looked carefully, this eagle was not comparable to the red eye golden eagle he had seen before, it was much smaller. At best, it's just an ordinary mountain eagle. The little fat man looked at the mountain eagle and suddenly smiled happily. I saw the little fat man pick up the mountain eagle, walk to the mountain stream, and strip the mountain eagle's hair and wash it. Then he gathered dry wood by the mountain stream, made a fire, and roasted the eagle on the fire. After a lot of effort, the mountain eagle was roasted, and the aroma was immediately filled, making people salivate. After the little fat man finished eating the mountain eagle, he burped, as if his long-lost strength had returned to his body, and his internal organs were quiet. After eating and drinking, the little fat man rested for a while, and then lay down in the position where he killed the mountain eagle, holding the Qiushui Yanling knife in his hand, and pretending to be dead with his eyes half-closed. It turned out that he wanted to catch a few more mountain eagles to solve the food ration problem for the past few days.

Sure enough, as the little fat man expected, a few stupid mountain eagles repeated the mistakes of their companions again. The little fat man didn't bother to leave today, until it was dark, not counting the one he ate, he killed eight mountain eagles. The little fat man, who had a lot of income, saw that it was getting dark, so he first ate and drank to his heart's content, and roasted some more mountain eagles to serve as a supper at night. This night, the little fat man didn't dare to rest on the ground like last night. So, the little fat man found a big tree that was relatively low and had many forks, and was easy to climb. Anyway, he's alone now, no matter how ugly the climb is, no one laughs at him. When the little fat man climbed up the tree, he lay down steadily, looked at the stars in the sky, and fell asleep unconsciously.

There was nothing to say this night, and when I woke up again, it was already dawn, and the little fat man climbed down the tree and continued today's journey. The further I walked, the cooler I felt, as if the summer was over and autumn was over, and I felt refreshed. In such a strange weather, the little fat man suddenly remembered a book he had read. That book was written by a great Confucian in the previous dynasty, and recorded the thirty-three happy events in life that this great Confucian thought. One of the quick stories was written that in the summer of July, the sun hung in the sky, and there was no wind or clouds. The house is as hot as a steamer, and even the birds are too hot to fly. Covered in sweat, it flowed down like water from a ditch. When the meal was ready, it was placed in front of me, but it was too hot to eat. He brought a mat and spread it on the ground, and tried it for a while, but the ground was as wet as plaster. The flies flew around their necks again, and then landed on their noses again, and they couldn't get rid of them. When I was in the middle of the lunch class, it suddenly got dark. Thunder sounded in the sky like the rolling of an axle, and it was like millions of soldiers beating drums. The rain on the eaves flowed down like a waterfall, the sweat was gone, the ground was dry like a sweep, the flies flew away, and the food could be eaten happily.

The little fat man's current state of mind is similar to that of the former Confucian, the cool weather makes him feel comfortable, and he feels that his pace has accelerated. The little fat man was very curious, this place also belongs to the range of Fulong Valley, why is it so different from the outside? The little fat man wants to explore the bottom and look for the cool source. From the map, the little fat man could see that the direction he was walking in was the Xuanbing Pond that marked this dangerous location. For the sake of coolness, the little fat man didn't care about this, and strode forward. This walk is a day. The further you go, the fewer animals there are, and later, it seems that even snakes, insects, rats and ants are gone. When it was time to go to bed at night, the little fat man was doubly careful, but fortunately nothing happened, and it was dawn.

On the last day of training, the little fat man was also very excited, and he saw that he was about to complete the task. The little fat man, who had eaten enough eagle meat, carried the treasure knife and continued to march towards the place of Xuanbing Pond. By noon, we had finally arrived at the most dangerous place marked on the map, Xuanbing Pond.

The water of Xuanbing Pond is green and quiet, as quiet as death. It can now be said that there is not a single living thing in sight except for the little fat man. The feeling here is that the silence makes people feel strongly uneasy. I don't know if it's because it's too cold here, so the little animals don't dare to come. However, it's not too cold here. Uncle Xuanyuan repeatedly instructed them at that time not to let the little fat man and them get close to Xuanbing Pond, so they didn't tell them the reason. What they never expected was that the little fat man turned out to be a rebellious teenager. didn't listen to them, and came to Xuanbing Lake privately.

The little fat man gently stroked the pool water with his hand, and suddenly there was a coolness, as if it flowed from his hand to his arm, and the little fat man quickly retracted his hand. The little fat man, who was secretly surprised, suddenly heard the voice of someone whispering, and it was walking towards here. The little fat man looked up and saw two people walking in the distance, and saw that they were dressed in black clothes and wore a hat on their heads, and a red ribbon was tied to the hat. The costume is so weird. It's not like the people of Fulong Valley.

Could it be the people who came to Fulong Valley to steal things? The little fat man had an idea in his heart, and quietly hid behind a big rock to see what these two people were doing. Prepare for a praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches behind.

The two men in black stopped at the edge of the pool and glanced into the pool. The little fat man saw the frenzy and a hint of fear in their eyes, and wondered how they looked in his heart.

"Brother Sun, do you think we can defeat that big guy this time and save the Holy Lord?" one of them, who was a little shorter, asked the tall man.

The tall man known as Brother Sun pondered for a while and said, "I guess it's about the same, this time the sect master came in person, and the four protectors followed. Moreover, I heard that the master of the door brought a mysterious magic weapon. ”

"What's the magic weapon?" the short man asked the tall man, intrigued.

The tall brother shook his head and said, "As for what mysterious magic weapon, I don't know very well. I also occasionally listen to my brother-in-law, who is a personal guard in front of the door master. ”

The fat yellow finch who was about to catch the two praying mantis was secretly surprised when he heard this. Hearing them say this, it seems that there is a gang called Something. There are not a few people who came this time, they are just forwards. In order to seem to save them from the Holy Lord who was trapped in the Valley of Fulong. The little fat man secretly rejoiced, fortunately he didn't do it just now. Let's not talk about whether he can defeat these two people, and if there are any sect masters and four Dharma protectors in the back, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

When the little fat man was pulling out what to do, he suddenly heard a rustling sound, and the little fat man secretly looked over, only to see more than a dozen people coming in the distance, dressed like the two people in front of him. There was only one man of more individuality, dressed in a fiery red dress, with his hair scattered and tied with a red ribbon on his forehead.

"Door master!" the tall and short man hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted when he saw the man in red approaching.

The little fat man said in his heart, it turns out that this guy in red is the master of the door in their mouths! Looking at his big eyebrows and hooked nose, he doesn't look like a good person.

The red-clothed door master nodded and asked the two people, "How is the situation here?"

The tall man hurriedly said, "Door master, it's quiet here, and I don't see any human figures." ”

The stone where the little fat man was hiding was covered with thatch, and the little fat man hid in it, so it was not easy to be discovered. Moreover, they didn't expect someone to come here.

The red-clothed door master laughed and said, "Old thief Xuanyuan, I'll break off a twenty-year grudge with you today!" After speaking, he gritted his teeth again, making Xiao feel that he was relieved and hateful, and he couldn't figure out his mind for a while.

The little fat man hid to the side, and he was also frightened. From the tone of this red-clothed master, it seems that he has a great deal with Uncle Xuanyuan. I came here today to find Uncle Xuanyuan to take revenge and rescue the Holy Lord who was under house arrest. However, Master Xuanyuan has a good reputation in the rivers and lakes, and the person who was placed under house arrest by him is a person from the Demon Dao? Thinking of this, the little fat man's heart beat wildly. When I was in Xianjian Villa, I kept hearing from others that people in the Demon Dao were so ruthless that they didn't blink an eye when they killed people. Moreover, the little fat man's parents died tragically at the hands of the people in the demon path, although he was still young at that time. However, the memory that people can never forget has always been vivid. Every time he thinks of this, the little fat man is very excited in his heart, and he wants to find someone in the demon path to fight to the death. Finally, the little fat man is quite sane, although he also wants to kill some people in the demon path to take revenge. The situation in front of him does not allow him to act rashly. Once found out by those people, the little fat man only has your share of life and death. So the little fat man held his breath and hid behind the stones to see what the living man wanted to do.

"The door master is powerful, under the leadership of the door master, we will definitely be able to save the Holy Lord and beat the old thief Xuanyuan all over the ground to find his teeth!" said a person behind the man in red, and from his face, it could be seen that it was all flattering.

"Protector Yin is right, this time we must not return in vain!" said the red-clothed door master, taking out a black round ball from his pocket, about the size of a baby's fist.

That Yin Protector looked at the black ball in the hand of the red-clothed door master, with a look of fear on his face, and asked, "Door master, is this thunderbolt really as powerful as Tang Xiao said?"

When the red-clothed door master heard this, he said proudly: "It must be bad! For this thing, it cost me a lot of money, and I worked hard to collect three peerless beauties to give Tang Xiao that old thing, and he agreed to give me three." It is said that it is extremely difficult to refine this thunderbolt, and the entire Shenhuo Hall has only refined less than ten of them after decades of painstaking search for materials. ”

When the little fat man heard this, his face changed suddenly, his heart beat wildly, and his hands began to tremble slightly.