The autumn wind is thousands of miles in Furong City, and the twilight rain is thousands of families in Xue Li Village.

The southwest clouds come to Hengyue, and the sound of the river goes down to Dongting day and night.

Hongxia is full of flowers and hundreds of heavy clothes, and the emperor is fortunate to be green and micro in the wind.

I want to be lonely because of my dreams, and the country of Furong is full of sunshine.

In the middle of the Tang Dynasty, disputes broke out in the rivers and lakes, which lasted for more than 100 years. Dongting Hunan, Xianyuan Fuguo, between the clouds and smoke, Linhu Avenue, there is a sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

In the evening, I saw a man in black riding a horse with a knife, with a burden in his left hand, as if he was injured, stumbling sideways and dismounting, patting the horse's buttocks, and the animal continued to go south in a disturbed manner.

The man in black gasped for breath, and in a panic he burrowed into the thatched bushes under the nearby mountains, and finally found a safe place, and then put down his burden, which turned out to be a baby in swaddling clothes.

Seeing that he quickly took out a rich and long-lived lock carved with dragon patterns from his arms, brought it to the little baby, recited a few words silently, and then hurriedly climbed out of the grass, and a large number of iron horsemen immediately rushed not far away, shouting and killing, and the sound of riding horses continued, which made people's hearts panic and their hearts were like numbness.

The man in black performed a light skill, flicked his legs, raised his knife and continued to rush south, attracting the pursuers to follow and kill.

After about dozens of miles, the man in black was finally too tired to walk, and was surrounded by everyone, "Xu Ge! You disobey the orders of the sect, you are stubborn, there is only one way to die!"

The man braced his spirits, covered his chest and abdomen with his hands, and even though he was dressed in black, the red blood was still faintly leaking out from between the clothes, dripping down.

"Where's that kid?" asked the attentive man beside him, echoingly.

"Hmph!" the man in black sneered weakly, and gasped angrily, "You executioners! If you want to kill or chop, listen to you!" After that, the sharp knife flew out from under his waist, trying to make a final attack, and everyone saw this, and they all brushed and shot arrows, and the knife was finally out of reach, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

There was an aftershock, and the man in black had already been pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows, nailed to an ancient tree stump next to the dead grass, and was dying.

When the group saw that the matter was over, they laughed, but the leader of the gang looked grim and silent, and continued to lead them away, hurrying away.

The setting sun appeared unusually, leaving a slight afterglow, and shone on the face of the dying man, and a figure swayed, humming wine, and holding the bowl in one hand, approached, and looked curiously at his face as pale as paper.

"Master, save that kid quickly..."Xu Ge took his last breath in pain, "at the foot of Kongtang Mountain, dozens of miles away from here. ”

When the middle-aged monk heard this, he raised his head and looked around for a while, sobered up a little, and muttered, "Where is it? Where is Kong Tang Mountain?"

Xu Ge's breath was faint and in severe pain, "Master, the young master of my family entrusted me with his deathbed, and he will ensure his safety with his life, although he has insulted his mission now, he has done his best, please." With that, the hand that pinched the monk's sleeve slowly fell, and he died in blood.

When the leper monk saw this, he completely woke up, and slowly recited a few "Mani Horn Mi Ng" in his mouth, and in the twilight light and shadow, it seemed to be overspending the dead.

In the autumn of another year, the son and daughter-in-law of Zhu Ronggong, the lord of Shennong Valley, were ordered to go north to escort a batch of Ganoderma lucidum and other medicinal materials, but on the way back to Hunan Province, he was accidentally led to the top of Hengshan Mountain, when his wife was on the verge of giving birth.

On the top of Hengyue, the mountain wind is crazy, the autumn mist is shrouded, the dry grass is overgrown, a bleak and desolate scene, the husband and wife carry swords, follow the road to the mountain.

"Are you?" Lu asked suspiciously.

On the side of the screen stone, I saw that the man turned around, fanned the crown and scarf, the square face was slightly bearded, the black and the belt was dark, cold and domineering, haha a few times, meaning treacherous, and the laughter made people shudder.

"In Xia Mu Yin Chan, Shaogu Lord, I've been waiting for your husband and wife for a long time!" That person was twenty-five or sixteen years old at the time, but he cultivated such a strange and arrogant aura, which is really rare.

"Didn't you say that Zeng Shuiliang, the head of the Shuifu faction, framed the fetus in my womb as his? Why didn't you see him coming?" the woman asked softly and eagerly.

"He'll come naturally, but you have to die first!" Mu Yinchan didn't finish speaking, he immediately swung out his long sword, crackled, and attacked with lightning speed, Nong Sheng drove to block it in order to protect his wife and children, and the two fought fiercely for several rounds, and soon lost the battle, seriously injuring the couple and their wife.

It is said that this weeping and dewy swordsmanship, or sorrowful or noisy, is extremely fierce, like a knife cutting people's souls, so that the farmer and his wife suddenly have an epiphany that death is really not far from themselves, but it is a pity that the old father may not be able to arrive in time to help, when he thinks of this, his body and mind are half cold, leaving tears.

Mu Yinchan's action this time was categorically not to leave a living mouth, only to see waving the cold light sword, and continued to stab over, right in the chest, poor farmer was in the prime of his marriage, and when he was bleeding, he collapsed in Lu's arms.

When the farmer was hazy and dying, he looked at his wife and children, but still secretly regretted that he acted rashly and recklessly.

After a while, the murderer was about to do something to the woman who was full of grief again, when suddenly, a figure flew out from under the cliff behind him, and saw him with a hairpin crown on his head, a long sword on his back, and a dusty hand in his hand, galloping down the ground, stopping the evil guy, and a warm blue robe fluttering in the wind.

"Daoist Zeng, you... What the hell is going on with you? Why do you want to frame you and me for having a personal relationship, and say that the child in the womb is yours, and you want to seize custody?" Lu Shi vomited blood, his face was pale, and he still didn't know what to do, and he looked up and questioned with tears.

"Young lady, you probably fell for the traitor's trick, and Poor Dao also rushed here after receiving a message from an unknown flying pigeon. Zeng Shuiliang heard this, and suddenly woke up, his thin and handsome face became solemn.

Thinking that when the Lu family got married, friends from various gangs in the rivers and lakes gathered, and Zeng Shuiliang, who has always been calm, did accidentally look at the bride a few more times, so he left some rumors, but today this gangster actually took advantage of this to set off a shocking conspiracy.

"The head of the Shuifu faction, the contemptible people kindly sent you your own child, why don't you appreciate it?" I saw the man laugh wickedly, and he was angry, and it made people's scalps tingle when he heard this.

"Who are you? Which sect and sect are you? How can there be such a cold and poisonous scum person in the rivers and lakes?" Zeng Shui said righteously, with resentment in his heart, and asked sonorously.

"Don't talk nonsense! Don't stop me!" Mu Yin's Zen words were sharp, and he immediately swung his sword again, crackling, and quickly attacked, Zeng Shuiliang had to stretch out his arms, raise the dust, and respond quickly, between the lightning and flint, the two of them fought in full swing, regardless of you and me.

After a while, a burly old man with a red face and beard, wearing armor and holding a shield axe, hurried up the mountain, "Who dares to slander the reputation of my Shennong Valley?

"Zhu Ronggong, your son was framed and killed by the Zeng master's design, why didn't you take his life?" Lao Zhurong had already received the news that it was related to Zeng Shuiliang, and when he heard this, he immediately attacked the middle-aged Taoist. I don't know when the injured Lu family collapsed in the thatch, and in addition to being frightened, he couldn't care about the newly lost husband, so he howled and screamed, it turned out that he was going to give birth prematurely!

Zeng Shuiliang and Zhu Ronggong heard this scream, and their hearts were burning and worried during the fight, "Old Zhurong, you misunderstood! It was this vicious person who made trouble and killed your son!" "Hugh has to quibble! Although you have escaped into the Xuanmen, you have really thought about my daughter-in-law!" Zhu Ronggong hesitated when he heard this, but he still blurted out and scolded.

"The old valley lord is wise, and the poor road is indeed harmless to people's hearts, and he will definitely be able to find out in the future! If you don't believe it, you might as well ask Ling's daughter-in-law!"

Zhu Rongcheng held a shield in his left hand and smashed an axe with his right hand, sometimes clanging, sometimes banging like thunder, and was fighting, when he suddenly saw the third party thief approaching his daughter-in-law, and he seemed to understand a little in his heart. The two had no intention of fighting for a long time, so they agreed and went to help, but Mu Yinchan's assassination was blocked again, and he slyly argued that it was to "help".

Zeng Shuiliang was unwilling to be humiliated, pressing step by step, sweeping the dust angrily, Mu Yinchan had to pick up the dust with a sword, and then retreated, and was chopped by Zhu Ronggong's horizontal axe, and trembled again and again.

"Zhu Ronggong, you old fool, you have said that it is all Zeng Shuiliang's conspiracy and poisonous schemes, he instigated us to act on orders and act in a double reed play, you must not be deceived by him!" Mu Yinchan was seriously injured and barely breathing, with only half of his life left, and he still tried to spread suspicion and confuse each other while the three of them were exhausted and stopped.

"Really?" Old Zhu Rongyi was awe-inspiring, holding his beard and hanging down his weapon, as if he was reminiscing about the whole incident, "You can tell me, what kind of misdeeds did the head of the Zeng family have?"

"It's a big secret, I'll tell you when I come and tell you softly. Mu Yinchan approached quietly and sly, and when the old valley lord was benevolent and suspicious, he suddenly "snapped" to the ground, slammed his palm, and hit the opponent's chest hard, Zhu Ronggong instantly spurted blood and splashed everywhere, sprinkling the sky and the earth, and the pain was not stopped.

When Zeng Shuiliang saw this scene, he didn't know where he got such courage and courage, and he couldn't help but say, volleyed in the air, kicked Mu Yinchan off the cliff.

I could only hear in my ears, "Your Shennong Valley is about to end!, turn into ashes!" mixed with endless laughter "haha", which echoed in the empty valley of the back mountain for a long time.

Before long, the screams stopped, and the sunny day opened, and the baby cry of "wow" suddenly came from the top of the mountain. After the catastrophe, the two of them hurried to Lu's side, but when they saw that there was really a newborn girl lying in a pool of blood, they stopped crying when they saw someone coming, their eyes blinked, and they looked at the adult flexibly.

Zeng Shui thought to himself, it's not good, the valley master's daughter-in-law gave birth in fear, lost too much blood, and was afraid that her life would not be saved. Immediately prepare to look around for some possible herbs to stop bleeding, if there is wild ginseng, it would be better. But he was soon stopped by Zhu Ronggong and signaled that he was powerless.

Lu's face turned pale, and he was already dying, "Dad, he... He is Mu Yin Chan... Raise the children well and avenge us..."With blood at the corner of his mouth, he shed his last tears and passed away silently.

Lao Zhurong held the body of his son and daughter-in-law, shed tears of sorrow, lost two relatives in a trance, and was seriously injured.

Zeng Shuiliang hurriedly held on and took the baby girl in his arms, "Zhu Ronggong, people can't be resurrected after death, and the festival mourns and changes." In other words, fortunately, the little valley owner is safe and sound, which is not a happy event, and the old man should not be too sad. ”

Old Zhurong nodded when he heard this, Zeng Shuiliang saw that this girl looked very cute, so he was sad and happy, and said happily, "This child was born on the top of Zhurong Peak, and it is your old Zhurong's granddaughter, I don't know what to name?"

The old master thought for a while, frowned slightly, "Just call Xiao Zhurong!" and slowly took over his granddaughter. "Little Zhurong, the name is not bad, but it is not good for a girl to use. Our Huxiang is rich in hibiscus, which is more than a metaphor for women. Why don't you take the word 'glory' in 'glory' and change it to Xiao Zhurong, okay?" Zeng Shuiliang's inspiration suddenly appeared, holding the sword behind his back, stroking his green beard, smiling slightly, and whispering back.

When the old valley lord heard this, he didn't care about the pain, and sighed slightly, "That's wonderful! It's both the best of both worlds!"

The two of them were in high spirits, almost forgetting their feelings, and it happened that five or six people from Shennong Valley rushed up the mountain, Zeng Shuiliang suddenly thought of what Mu Yinchan said before he died, and his wit was trance, "It's not good, old Zhurong, you Shennong Valley may be in trouble!"

After hearing this, the old valley lord seemed to have suddenly woken up, and ordered them to dispose of the corpse and transport it back, while he took his little granddaughter and hurried back to Shennong Valley with the help of Zeng Shuiliang.