1. At the foot of Mount Emei

"Emei is beautiful in the world, and Qingcheng is quiet in the world. ”

Mount Emei Lingshan Qi Peak, Xiujia world, the scenic spots and historic sites on the mountain are everywhere, the main peak is the top of ten thousand Buddhas, towering into the clouds, the most precipitous, since ancient times, few people have arrived.

At that time, the sky was full of clouds, snowflakes, and silence, and it was the extremely cold weather, not to mention the human tracks, even if the birds and beasts were gone.

When the twilight snow is blowing and the wind is cold, suddenly there is a long howl from the top of the mountain, the sound is like a dragon's roar, the whistling sound breaks through the dead silence between heaven and earth, and the mountains and valleys should be heard for a while, and the four fields are shocked, and the birds hidden in the depths of the snow forest are also frightened, and the fluttering scattered and fluttering are scattered.

But I saw a gray shadow rising from the top of the peak, fluttering like a frightening wave, bounced towards a flying bird, circled back in the air, and then flipped, and suddenly fell on a protruding snow ridge on the top of the peak.

The snow in the sky was falling endlessly, the twilight was heavy, the snow shadow was like a curtain, the gray shadow slowly turned around, it was actually an unkempt gray-robed young man, and he held a big black bird in his right hand, but it was a fierce and abnormal goshawk!

The young man raised his head, raised his sword eyebrows, stared at the goshawk with his eyes, and said fiercely: "This time, you are the slowest flyer, it seems that I have to use you as a snack today!"

The goshawk suddenly shrank its head, as if terrified.

The young man laughed, shrugged his nose, grimaced, and said proudly: "I know that I am afraid! Don't worry, I've been on the top of Mount Emei for eight years, when did I really eat you, what a coward! Go!"

I saw that the goshawk flapped its wings and rushed into the sky, circling around the top of the young man's head for a circle, before escaping into the desert snow forest, flying in the dark, and finally disappeared. The young man looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh!

"What are you sighing for?"

The young man was startled, Huo Di turned around, and saw a gray figure in a bamboo hat standing quietly on a sharp stone, but his face was covered by the bamboo hat, and he couldn't see it clearly.

The young man suddenly let out another clear roar that shook the sky, and when the frightened birds scattered and the snow danced wildly, he jumped up suddenly, pounced on his body, flew with his palms, and attacked the man in a storm like a storm!

The palm shadow is like lightning, the applause is like thunder, and the fierce wind is fierce, which is a wonderful palm technique that is rare to see in the world!

Each palm is a sinister number of gods and ghosts, hidden in the move, containing the style in the set, varied, endless, some attack the door, some hit the chest, some pat the eyebrows, some obliquely cut the neck, and more cut the back!

In the snap of his fingers, the young man actually attacked eight hundred and sixty-four palms in one breath!

And the man in the cloth has always been a good time to see the moves, turn around and move, and avoid the doom of killing every time there is no room for it.

Seeing that the young man's sixty-four palms were finished, the man in the cloth smiled and said, "The children can be taught, and you are not slow to learn this set of 'Ten Thousand Buddha Palms'." Try your 'Floating in the Clouds' again to enter the realm!"

Suddenly, his arms shook in the ground, he pulled himself up, made a sharp turn in mid-air, pounced and flipped over, and fell straight to the bottom of the peak!

The young man did not hesitate, his legs straightened, and he rushed out upside down like a shadow, and flew sideways like a falcon on his head and feet, and fluttered his wings like a falcon to the bottom of the peak!

The snow is getting denser and denser, when the mountains are emei, but I see two gray figures flickering, fluttering like a frightening Hong, like a swimming dragon, the tail of the Ouroboros swept over the towering ancient trees that grew forever, swept over the deep secluded valley of the mountain and the treacherous mountains, swept over the waterfall and the vast sea of clouds, it was really like "walking against the wind".

In an instant, two figures floated down on the side of the cliff, and Huo Di, the man in the cloth, stopped and turned back. The young man immediately paused and said, "What are you doing when you stop?" The slope is steep and the snow is slippery, and the two of them are like a wind when they are like the wind, they actually say stop and stop, and they are as quiet as a rock, and they don't move for half a minute.

At this moment, these two people are side by side with thousands of dangerous peaks, looking down on the eight wildernesses, letting the wind and snow blow on their faces, standing still, there is a lot of heaven and earth, who else can I be!

After a while, the man in the cloth nodded slightly, and muttered, "Good boy, your light skills are about to catch up with me!"

The young man grinned and said, "In the past eight years, under the guidance of you, a master in the world, how can I not learn a good skill!"

The man in the cloth snorted and said: "With your internal strength, if you want to dominate the rivers and lakes, it is just a matter of probing for things and waiting for idle things! It's just that you don't have any experience in facing the enemy, and in time, I'm afraid that there will be very few of your opponents in the world!" Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Boy, if you are really invincible in the world, how will you deal with yourself?"

The young man's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he muttered: "Across the Six Realms, everything has a fate. Your old man often says that martial arts is humane, Taoism is natural, disciples are lazy, they really don't want to be invincible in the world, and they have no intention of dominating the rivers and lakes!"

The man in the cloth nodded, turned his back and looked at it, but when he saw that the peaks of Emei were vast, he was silent for a long time, and sighed: "It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be small." If you can have such a mind, you are worthy of being the son of King Qin Bin! Yes, even if a person really reaches the peak, what can he do? Okay, you go down the mountain!"

The young man's eyes lit up, he was surprised and delighted, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, do you mean that I can go back to the Central Plains?"

The man in the cloth said lightly: "I said, you are not allowed to call me master, and you are not my apprentice!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and hesitated: "For eight years, your old man has taught me kung fu, but you have never let me see your true face, nor let me call you master, why?"

The man in the cloth sighed and said slowly: "When you were fourteen years old, your father handed you over to me, and you came all the way from the Central Plains to Shudi, and it has been eight years in the blink of an eye. After a pause, he said: "Qin Chuan, your comprehension is very high, and you have done your best to pass on the true inheritance of the old man, especially the Great Compassion Xuangong and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Palm Method, which have improved faster than I expected, and it is really in vain for me to teach you." You've guessed right, you can go down the mountain back to Fort Gale!"

The young man Qin Chuan's heart was full of joy, he jumped up suddenly, jumped on top of a cedar, turned seven or eight somersaults in a row, clapped his hands and laughed: "Great, I can finally see my father, mother, brother, and brother!"

The man in the cloth snorted and said: "Your father is a big man who holds the bull's ear of the Central Plains martial arts, and his painstaking and unique 'Cloud Dragon Nine Style' swordsmanship in his later years can be described as unique in the world. ”

Qin Chuan stretched out his tongue and said with a smile: "My father's old man's swordsmanship is difficult to learn tightly, and he can't even learn the eldest brother and second brother, I'm afraid I'm even more successful." ”

The man in the cloth snorted: "Your father is a martial arts scholar, but none of his disciples can fulfill his true inheritance, it's a pity." Qin Chuan, I promised your father, you can go down the mountain when you are successful, and you will clean up and go down the mountain by yourself early tomorrow morning!"

As soon as the words stopped, the gray shadow was flickering, and it was a hundred feet away!

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, and shouted angrily: "Master, hey, don't go!" Thinking of the teachings of the people in Lingyi in the past eight years, once they parted, they suddenly felt reluctant to give up.

At this time, it was nearly dusk, and the heavy snow piled up Mount Emei into a silver makeup wrap, and the old voice of the man in the twilight of the peaks and snow came from afar: "Good apprentice, there is no feast in the world, and you and I will see each other again." I heard that your son is going to get you a wife, maybe when you get married, I will go to the 'Great Wind Castle' to drink the wedding wine, haluha!"

Qin Chuan independently sacrificed himself on the cliffside, remembering that on a spring night eight years ago, his father suddenly called himself to the study, only to see an old man in a bamboo hat sitting at the end of the big horse knife in the study, and his father said to the old man: "He is the fourth child, named Qin Chuan, why did the elder brother choose him alone?"

The old man said: "The Buddha said, don't say it, it's him horizontally and vertically!" The father shouted: "Chuan'er, don't kneel down to worship the master yet!" The man in the cloth hurriedly stopped Qin Chuan from kneeling down and said to his father: "Brother Binwang, don't you know my temper, let him call me master, it depends on his future creation." ”

His father said: "Chuan'er, don't pass your mother later, you can go with the master!" Without waiting for Qin Chuan to respond, the man in the cloth waved his hand impatiently, and hummed: "Brother Binwang, you are also a hero, how to do things mother-in-law and mother-in-law, follow the attitude of that child, Lao Tzu doesn't have so much spare time, so let's go!"

Qin Chuan didn't have time to say goodbye to his parents, but he felt that his right flank was tight, and then his body was light, and he was lifted up to the roof by the man in the cloth, only a few ups and downs, and he left the house inexplicably, and walked away like a cloud.

Thinking of this, he sighed for a long time, and carried out the top light work, his body was as fast as the wind, and in less than a cup of tea, he arrived at a stone cave on the top of the mountain. He looked at the stove and pot where the food was cooked at the entrance of the cave, sighed again, and stepped inside. It turned out that the stone cave was his shelter for the past eight years, and the furnishings in the cave were very simple, except for a table and a stool, a stone bed and a broken bed, the four walls were bleak.

This night turned over and over, remembering the careful teaching of the Lingyi people in the past eight years, his thoughts were surging, and it was difficult to sleep peacefully, and he said: "Although the master has a strange personality, he has no reservations about me, and today he finally called me 'apprentice'." Although I have not seen his true face, but with his skills, he must be a very famous peerless master, and it is expected that my father will definitely know his name, and when I return to the Central Plains to ask my father, I will naturally know. ”

When I woke up the next morning, I suddenly saw a package next to the pillow, on which there was a Qingfeng sword, and when I opened the bag, there were two sets of clothes inside, a few yellowed poetry books, and four gold ingots and some scattered silver taels. I saw two lines of words written on a note: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous, be careful on the road." Remember the way of martial arts, it never ends, a real master, be sure to accommodate all rivers, the Tao is natural!"

Qin Chuan saw that the people in Lingyi came to see him off unconsciously, and in addition to thanking his master, he was even more impressed by his superb light skills.

"It is difficult to go to Shu Road, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky. ”

Qin Chuan unfolded the light gong lifting technique, descended the dangerous peak like flying, took a big stride, and walked alone with a sword on the rugged mountain road. He ran and walked for a while, like a tiger descending from a mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, I saw that the further down the mountain I went, the less snow there were. Originally, the world said that Emei "a mountain has four seasons, ten miles of different days", although the season is just after the autumn equinox, the top of the mountain is covered with snow, and the mountainside goes down, but it is a group of lush greenery, and there is another scene.

At noon, he could already see scattered wooden sheds, which he knew were built by hunters in the mountains. Soon he met a local woodcutter hunter, asked for the way, hummed a little song in his mouth, and walked down the mountain.

He has been coming to Mount Emei for eight years, and the people in the clothes are very strict with the law, and he has never been allowed to go down the mountain, because he has always lived alone in the cave of the mountains, between the mountains and clouds, like a wild man, and rarely sees outsiders. Even if the Lingyi man himself is often a dragon who sees the head and does not see the tail, he rarely returns to the mountain, and every time he passes on a set of kung fu, he will be like a yellow crane, and he will return in a few days or months, leaving him alone to practice penance.

This time, before parting, I met with the master and apprentice of the clothed man, and it was more than three months after the last time.

Qin Chuan saw the scenery under the mountain at first glance, and he was in a wonderful mood, he was a young man, and he couldn't help shouting and dancing, as for whether the local aborigines' Sichuan sound could be fully understood, it was not a problem.

All the way upstream, play in the mountains and rivers, and go southeast in a roundabout way. After a few days, the mountain gradually eased and the people gradually gathered. Along the way encountered the mountain people mostly wrapped in white cloth to wrap their heads, he eight years ago into Shu had heard the people of Lingyi said, knowing that it is a local custom, is the people for the Later Han Dynasty Three Kingdoms Shu Prime Minister Zhuge Liang mourning the legacy.

He crossed the mountains during the day, and camped in the mountains as usual at night, and for the past eight years he has been living in isolation, eating and drinking, but he is also accustomed to it.

At noon on this day, just crossed a hill, saw a wine trick obliquely picked out from the woods next to the stone path in front of me, jumped on the top of the tree and looked at it, it was really a wine shop, and under great joy, I immediately ran close in one breath and picked up a seat by the window. The shopkeeper of the wine shop was a rickety man about forty years old, who was cooking wine, Qin Chuan shouted: "Shopkeeper, what good wine and food are there in the store, just serve it!"

The shopkeeper saw that he was unkempt, his hair was like grass, and he was a wild man, and said with a smile: "Listening to the guest official's accent, it doesn't seem to be a local, right?" Qin Chuan nodded and said: "It's the Xuzhou Mansion clan, and I have to rush to my hometown after the sharpening." ”

Before the shopkeeper could answer, three people suddenly broke into the door, and the person who took the lead said loudly: "Ge Laozi, there is a distance of thousands of miles from Xuzhou to Mount Emei, how can the little brother go alone!" The three of them picked up the next seat in Qinchuan and sat down, and instructed the shopkeeper to serve wine and food.

When the shopkeeper saw the three of them, his face changed slightly, and he immediately left Qin Chuan, hurriedly went to the kitchen to get wine and food, and hurriedly returned to the kitchen and did not come out again.

When Qin Chuan heard the prestige, he caught a glimpse of the three people, one tall and two short, all of them were around forty years old, all wearing beige coarse linen clothes, wearing weapons at their waists, and a round black cloth bag the size of a watermelon hanging obliquely behind each of them. The person who spoke before was a short and fat man, smiling at Qin Chuan, looking him up and down. Qin Chuan smiled back, but saw that the other two were all sideways, ugly, and fierce, and couldn't help but feel nervous, and didn't dare to look at it anymore, so he lowered his head to eat and drink.

The three men ordered the food and drink, and began to chew and drink as if no one was around. The short and fat man looked at Qin Chuan as if he was afraid of himself, so he smiled and ignored him.

Two groups of guests came between eating and drinking, and they were about to step into the wine shop, when they suddenly saw the three fierce men in yellow, they turned around and left, and the shopkeeper did not dare to respond.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan guessed that he had probably met a villain. He was born in a martial arts family, undertook court training at a young age, knew that the rivers and lakes were sinister, and there were many taboos, so he was secretly vigilant in his heart. When he was full of wine and food, he secretly touched a piece of broken silver from the package, stood up, and said to the house: "Shopkeeper, settle the bill!"

The shopkeeper came out tremblingly and said, "Chenghui, three coins of silver." He didn't dare to look at the three men.

Qin Chuan put the silver in the shopkeeper's hand and said, "Don't look for it." He immediately took the package and the sword, and walked away.

Ran out of the seven or eight miles of mountain road in one breath, came to a three-way intersection, and found that the three people did not chase after them, so he slowly exhaled a long breath and muttered in his heart: "These three people in yellow don't know what road it is, they are so fierce, fortunately they didn't embarrass me, it's really a false alarm." Second Brother and Senior Brother Xu are not by my side, I am just afraid that they are not the opponents of these Jianghu high-rollers. ”

He was stunned, and after a long time, he only heard the jingling of the bell on the mountain road in the west, and a crisp woman's voice sounded: "Excuse me, may I ask if this eldest brother has ever seen three people in yellow clothes pass by?"

Qin Chuan settled down, followed the prestige, and couldn't help but light up, only to see a girl dressed in a collector's costume riding a jujube horse stopped in front of him, a pair of bright and abnormally large eyes were looking him up and down, looking very eager.

Qin Chuan saw that the Tibetan girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face, a graceful posture, and a Kham Tibetan knife inserted in her waist, revealing a heroic spirit in her beauty, she couldn't help but feel a pounding in her heart, and looked at her face in a daze, and forgot to answer.

The Tibetan girl's face was red, and she was slightly angry, and at this moment, she heard a long neigh, and another black horse galloped forward, and immediately the rider said loudly: "Hey, what do you say?" Although she spoke in Chinese, her tone was very jerky, and she seemed to be a beginner.

Qin Chuan was shocked at this time, and then remembered that it was very rude to look at the eldest girl in such a gaffe, and his face was also red, and he secretly shouted: "Ashamed!" Unconsciously turned sideways and moved out of the way.

The rider on the horse was also dressed in a Tibetan robe, wearing a Tibetan hat, and a Kham Tibetan knife stuck in his waist, but it was a burly and dark-faced heroic young man, his chin was slightly raised, and he said to Qin Chuan: "Hey, have you seen those three people?"

Qin Chuan nodded and said, "I have seen three people in yellow clothes, one tall and two short, but I don't know if it is the person you are looking for." "I talked about the path up the mountain carefully.

The Tibetan boy's eyes lit up, he turned over and dismounted, but he almost fell down with a plop, he snorted softly, gritted his teeth, and looked very painful.

The Tibetan girl hurriedly turned over and dismounted, held his arm, and said with a look of concern on her face, "Brother, the injury to your left leg is too serious, don't move, sit down and rest for a while." The Tibetan boy pushed her away hard, endured the pain, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't care about my injuries, let's chase these three thieves all the way from the Great Snow Mountain, and now the Buddha blesses them and finally finds them, don't let them escape again, don't chase them quickly!"

The Tibetan girl took the bag from the two of them, put it on her body, glanced at Qin Chuan, and said, "The mountain road is dangerous, these two horses can't be ridden anymore, so it's better to give it to him." The Tibetan boy sighed, shook his head, and said a few words in Tibetan.

The Tibetan girl also responded in a low voice in Tibetan, and said to Qin Chuan: "Thank you for your guidance, these two horses will be given to you." ”

Qin Chuan couldn't help shaking his hand, and said: "The girl is too polite, these two are good horses, I can't ask for them!" Why don't you hide the horses in the woods and ...... them when you come back."

The Tibetan girl said sadly, "No, we don't plan to come back alive anyway!"

Qin Chuan was taken aback and asked, "This, why is this?"

The Tibetan boy did not wait for his sister to answer, and shouted, "Dolma, what do you do with this unrelated person, but it will change later, let's go quickly!" The Tibetan girl seemed to be very attached to the mount, and took her brother's arm, and slowly went up the mountain, turning back frequently.

Qin Chuan watched the two brothers and sisters drift apart, thinking that he didn't know what kind of hatred they had with those three fierce gods, so he chased them all the way from the Tibetan side, and even did not hesitate to fight with his life.

He saw that the figures of the two were blocked by the mountain rocks, and suddenly his chest was hot, and he moved his chivalrous heart, pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and ran towards the mountain.

He used his superior light skills to climb up the mountain, and as soon as he reached the halfway point, he could already hear the sound of fierce fighting in the mountains and forests. I ran along the sound, but saw four people divided into two pairs between the pines and cypresses on the hillside in front of me, fighting to the death.

I saw that although the Tibetan boy was limping, the Tibetan knife in his hand was dancing impermeably, and his attack was extremely fierce. He was opposed by the tallest of the three men in yellow, whose weapon was an iron ruler.

There is a cloud in martial arts: "one inch is short, one inch is dangerous", these two people go back and forth with swords, short soldiers, and the fight is difficult to solve.

And the other pair who fought to the death were the Tibetan girl and the short and fat man who had bared his teeth at Qin Chuan before. The Tibetan girl made a long silver-white rope, and she was very light and swift in her gestures. It's just that the short and fat man's meteor hammer dances up and down, whirring and blowing, and the strength is pressing, and the girl is high and low, but she can't get close to him.

Qin Chuan looked around, feeling slightly strange in his heart: "Why did the other man in yellow disappear?"

Suddenly, I heard the short and fat man giggle and said: "The ancestors are slender, you girl is known as the most beautiful Gesang flower in Tibet, and she is really born to be a peugeot, but it is just a thorny rose, and my old boy can't bear it!"

The Tibetan girl was anxious and angry, the long rope waved rapidly, shook a whip obliquely, and a move "cleared the clouds to see the sun" passed through the short and fat man's meteor hammer, only to hear a crisp "snap", and the short and fat man's right forehead was hit, and blood flowed out.

The short and fat man was in pain and angry, and shouted: "Stinky girl, don't think that Lao Tzu only cares about pity and cherishes the jade and refuses to hurt you, now let you know how powerful Lao Tzu is!"

The Tibetan girl hurriedly dodged sideways, dodging this killing move, but the two hammers had already been exchanged in the air, only to hear the "dong dong" two sounds, one hammer changed direction halfway, and flew to the girl's dodge direction in the oblique stab, and hit her left temple!

The Tibetan girl had been forced into a dead end at that time, and there was no way to dodge, and she felt a chill in her heart, and secretly said: "My life is over!"

The short and fat man immediately regretted after using this killer move: "Such a stunning girl, it's a pity that it's ruined like this!"

At this moment, there was no room for fire, and suddenly a gray shadow flashed, but when I heard a loud sound of the "bell", the meteor hammer suddenly changed its direction, and it flew out of the air several zhang away, and fell far away in the mountains and rocks and grass.

The short and fat man was frightened, and retreated sharply, only to see that there was already one more person in front of the Tibetan girl, holding a long sword, but it was the gray-clothed young man Qin Chuan who had met him in the same wine shop not long ago.

The short and fat man was horrified when he saw that he had smashed his meteor hammer with a long sword alone, and said, "Yes, it's you, boy!"

Qin Chuan flew up and swung his sword, unexpectedly easy to see the success, his heart was surprised and happy, and secretly thought: "It turns out that the martial arts taught by the master are so powerful!" and said to the short and fat man: "Yes, it's me." I'm not going to hurt this girl!"

At this moment, only a miserable cry was heard, and the tall man was stabbed in the heart by the Tibetan boy, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. The Tibetan boy stepped forward and dropped his sword and cut off the head.

It turned out that the tall man saw Qin Chuan repel the short and fat man with one move, and he was shocked, and he was immediately caught by the Tibetan boy and took his life in one fell swoop.

Qin Chuan was taken aback, and said, "You, why did you want to kill him?" Suddenly, the Tibetan girl exclaimed: "Be careful of poisonous smoke!" Just in doubt, he suddenly felt the green smoke in front of him, and a sweet fragrance was drilled into the nasal tubes, and he only smelled it twice, and he immediately felt lightheaded, and the world was spinning, and he was unconscious.

I don't know how much time passed in the coma, Qin Chuan gradually woke up, only to feel that he was sleeping on a board bed, as far as his eyes could see, but he was in a smaller wooden house, the sunlight was reflected on his body from the window, warm and indescribably comfortable. He turned over and wanted to sit up, but he felt that his whole body was soft and seemed to have no strength, and he struggled a few times, but he couldn't get up.

This surprise was not trivial, and he hurriedly shouted: "Hey, is there anyone, who will help me?"

Hearing the sound of the wooden door, a slender figure approached, it was the Tibetan girl. She held a wooden bowl in both hands and placed it on Qin Chuan's bedside table. He said, "You've finally woken up! You've been asleep for five days and five nights." ”

Qin Chuan asked urgently: "Where is this, why can't I move?"

The Tibetan girl smiled and said, "This is a hunter's house at the foot of Mount Emei, and you are the poison of the 'Asura' smoke cast by the bad guy surnamed Tong, drink the medicine I boiled for you, and you will slowly recover after a while." He gently helped him to sit up, and fed him the potion in the wooden bowl to drink.

Qin Chuan leaned on the pillow that the Tibetan girl had erected and said, "Thank you, girl." By the way, what happened that day? What about your brother? Is his leg healed?" The Tibetan girl pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "You are really impatient, but you have no experience in the rivers and lakes, so you have been poisoned by smoke." "Now I told you what happened that day.

It turned out that her brother and sister followed Qin Chuan's guidance that day, but they only saw two of the three yellow-clothed people, and the other person had already left first. If it weren't for that, I'm afraid that with the strength of her brother and sister, she might not be able to fight the three of them together.

When the short and fat man suddenly cast an asura poisonous smoke to fascinate Qin Chuan, he was hit by the Tibetan knife that his brother threw with all his might, and his heart died.

That asura smoke is a rare poison unique to the Tibetan side, and her brother and sister are familiar with the toxicity of this medicine, so they hold their breath in time and are not poisoned.

Her brother and sister helped the unconscious Qin Chuan to turn back to the bottom of the mountain and threw himself into the house of a hunter surnamed Zhang in the mountain.

Her brother was in good health, and the Tibetan medicine he brought with him was very effective, and after three days of recuperation, his leg injury healed and he was able to move as usual. He was active by nature and didn't like to live idlely, so he made his own bow and arrow in the past two days, and asked the hunter to go hunting in the mountains together, leaving only her sister to take care of Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan only heard that his heart was pounding, he was stunned, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "It's so dangerous, fortunately, you were not poisoned by that asura smoke." ”

The Tibetan girl rolled her eyes and smiled, "Speaking of which, I should thank you very much." With his hands folded, he said solemnly: "If it weren't for your righteous rescue, Zhuoma's life would have been gone, please accept my gratitude." At that moment, according to the collector's etiquette, he took out a white hata, gently tied it around Qin Chuan's neck, and said leisurely: "You can't move now, according to our Tibetan etiquette, you should bend down and stretch out your hands to catch it." ”

Qin Chuan's face turned red, and he hurriedly said: "The road is uneven, draw the sword to help, and the little things are not the same as the girl." But I can't move my lower body, which seems a little rude. Don't be surprised. ”

The Tibetan girl frowned slightly, and said, "The grace of saving lives is not a trivial matter. Suddenly, he said: "The etiquette of your Han people is really wordy." ”

When Qin Chuan saw her beautiful face, graceful demeanor, and light smile, she was full of natural elegance, like a fairy shooting a fairy, she couldn't force her to look at her, and she only felt like she was in a dream for a while, I really don't know what day it is?

The Tibetan girl saw him staring at herself intently, stunned, and smiled, "Why don't you speak, I don't know what your name is?"

Qin Chuan reported his name in a sneering manner, and said, "Don't you dare to ask the girl's name?"

The Tibetan girl said: "Your memory is really bad, didn't I say it, my name is Dolma, my brother's name is Dorjee, and our brothers and sisters are Tibetans." Suddenly, his eyes turned red, and he wanted to cry, and said, "Our whole family was killed by those wicked people, and only my brother and I were left." When it came to the sad part, I couldn't help but cry.

Qin Chuan felt very miserable in his heart, and said, "Miss Zhuoma, can you tell me what's going on?"

Zhuoma nodded, groaned slightly, wiped away his tears, and said: "My family and I live at the foot of the Daxue Mountain, and my father is the leader of a tribe of the Tibetan family. We all believe in Buddhism, and there are many, many temples. We often go to the temple to turn the scriptures and listen to the teachings of the living Buddhas and lamas. ”

"One day a month ago, my brother took me to Mr. Yi's house to learn martial arts as usual. Mr. Yi is a wise man in his fifties who once saved my father's life, and they are also very good friends. My father hired Mr. Yi to be the master of our brother and sister, and we all learned Chinese from him. Mr. Yi is also one of the few Han Chinese on the Daxue Mountain, many Tibetans like him, and most of the others are merchants who travel between Sichuan and Tibet. ”

"But that day, when we got off the horse and entered the small courtyard where Mr. Yi lived alone, we found that the doors and windows were destroyed, the tables and chairs in the room were overturned, the cages and drawers were all in a mess, and there were blood stains on the ground, as if someone had looted it. ”

So we searched everywhere for Mr. Yi's whereabouts. An old man who was herding cattle told us that he had seen more than a dozen bandits from the 'Black Eagle Gorge' leading a few Han people in yellow clothes, killing people when they saw them, and I wonder if these people had met Mr. Yi. ”

"The Black Eagle Gorge is the most terrible and ferocious bandit gang in Sichuan and Tibet, and their leader is called 'Man Tianyun', who has done the most bad things among our Tibetans, and has done a lot of illegal activities such as robbing homes and robbing houses. My father has sent people to encircle and suppress him many times, but the bandits in Black Eagle Gorge are very cunning, and whenever the situation is not good, they will flee to Han or other places, and they have never been eradicated. ”

"My brother and I hurried home to report to our father, but before we could get home, we found my house in flames, and when we approached, we saw that all the men, women and children in the family were slaughtered, and no one was spared. When she said this, she couldn't stop crying.

Qin Chuan only heard righteous indignation, and said: "These villains dare to kill people and set fires, they are really lawless, Miss Zhuoma, it turns out that your father was killed like this, and these three people in yellow have all done evil, no wonder your brothers and sisters will chase them all the way for revenge." ”

Zhuoma shook his head lightly and said sadly: "My father was not at home at that time, and he was not killed yet. My brother and I cried for a long time, but the fire was too big to get close. ”

"Suddenly, a lama came running up to me and shouted at my brother, 'Master Dorjee, Lord Dorjee and the Living Buddha of Xianggen were suddenly attacked by a group of robbers when they were holding a meeting to suppress bandits in Sama Monastery, and the robbers killed many lamas. Go and see!'"

"When my brother and I heard that my father was not dead, we hurried to the Sama Monastery. But when I arrived at Sama Monastery, I found that the temple was full of lama corpses. We rushed to the main hall and found that Daddy and Xianggen Living Buddha had both died, and their heads were missing. ”

According to the surviving lamas, these were all done by Mantianyun's men. But this time, it was a few Han people in yellow clothes who really killed my father and the living Buddha of Xianggen, because their martial arts were extremely high, and the masters of the lamas and the masters of my father's yamen were not their opponents. ”

"When some people saw the thieves fleeing to the southeast, my brother and sister rode after them with a few officials who had heard the news and rushed to help. The thieves were afraid that our brigade would catch up, so they chose a deserted place to flee. ”

"We chased for a long time, and when we came to a hill, we were suddenly stopped by seven men in yellow. Their martial arts skills were really high, and they killed several officials in a row, and one of them even stabbed my brother in the left leg with a hook and a gun, and even hurt him and me again. ”

"Seeing that we are more than lucky, I suddenly heard a loud shout in the air, and the figure flashed, and pounced on the man in yellow who stabbed my brother. The man in yellow tried to stab the figure with a hook and a spear, but was stabbed into the throat by the figure with a volley of swords, and died. ”

"It turned out that the figure was my master, Mr. Yi, who killed three yellow-clothed people in a row as soon as he made a move. When the others saw that he was so powerful, they shouted and fled in all directions. ”

When Qin Chuan heard this, he sighed: "Your master's martial arts are really good, but I don't know why he appeared so late. It's a pity that if he had arrived earlier, your family and those lamas would not have died so miserably!"

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