Shui Congyue carried Wu Gen on his back and walked slowly down the mountain. The mountain road was winding, the stars were sparse, and fireflies danced lightly at night.
Wu Gen had fainted and clenched one hand into a fist, still standing straight in front of Shui Congyue. Turning his head to look at Wu Gen, who was gritting his teeth, Shui Congyue brushed back his slightly disheveled hair, with a smile on his lips.
In the battle under the moon, Shui Congyue forced Wu Gen to use his inner potential, and finally made a breakthrough. In the second move, Wu Gen had already been able to use the triple slash, but Shui Congyue felt that he still had some strength left, so he repeatedly stimulated him with words. Under the heavy pressure, the three slashes turned into one, and then he completed the life-threatening move. .
Shui Congyue knew that with Wu Gen's qualifications, he was far more powerful than before. It's just that he always cherishes his life, spends more time on Kit Kat, is accustomed to using tricks, and when encountering problems, he first thinks of how to borrow strength. As everyone knows, the biggest leverage is oneself.
At first, Shui Congyue thought Wu Gen was just a ruffian running rampant in the countryside. After getting along for a long time, we realized that underneath his cynical and bohemian appearance, he was also loyal, courageous, and brave enough to drink blood. This made Shui Congyue, who had always been aloof, feel close to him.
Say goodbye in a hurry, but it will take years to see each other again. The world is unpredictable, so I just hope that my new friend can have more capital to save my life and live up to the promise of seeing each other again. Therefore, I used some tricks when parting, hoping that he could reach a higher level.
This gift is by no means unimportant and should not be given to anyone but a relative or brother.
Returning to the courtyard at the foot of the mountain, he awkwardly wiped away the blood and dirt on Wu Gen's face, took out the Jade Flower Pill that Wu Gen had given him, cut one in half and fed it to him. Shui walked out of the house from Yue, sat cross-legged in front of the door and closed his eyes in meditation, not only to protect him, but also to prevent Wu Gen from calling him at any time if he had anything to do.
"Water comes from the moon." Wu Gen's murmur came from the room.
"Yes, you're awake." He stood up and entered the room, only to find that Wu Gen was just mumbling in a coma.
"I'm going to kill you." Wu Gen muttered.
"..."
"You brat, I asked you to be the deputy village leader. Don't leave. Baoxiang, Mo Xin, and Sun Hong are all here."
"Sigh." Shui Congyue sighed and looked at Wu Gen, whose face was a little distorted by the pain. "I hope I can fight side by side with you someday."
The next day, Wu Gen woke up leisurely, and his whole body felt like it was falling apart. He struggled to get up and was stunned for a long time before he remembered what happened last night.
"Shui Congyue, where did he go? He was so cruel." Wu Gen shouted outside the house.
The breeze blew outside the window, but no one responded.
"I can tell you, I was hurt so badly. You are not allowed to leave unless you take good care of me." There was silence outside the window.
Slowly climbing out of bed, Wu Gen walked to the door while holding on to the wall, and looked around. There was no one in the courtyard, and even the white horse tied under the locust tree was gone. I looked down and saw four words written on the ground in front of the house, "Rescue from death."
"Shui Congyue, Shui Congyue." Wu Gen hurried out of the door, shouting loudly, looking around for Shui Congyue.
There is no one in the house. There is no one in the back mountain. Even the beacon where he usually stayed was deserted.
"They are all a bunch of unfaithful people. They need to get out of here." Wu Gen yelled and cursed loudly, finally convinced that Shui Congyue had left without saying goodbye. "I can live a good life without you."
Wu Gen sat under the locust tree, looking at the sunlight filtering through the leaves, silently in a daze.
The following days were uneventful, recuperating from injuries, boxing, and practicing swordsmanship. During this period, I was once again attacked by a ghost.
In the ghost world, Wu Gen was no longer able to hide or run away as before. He fought bravely every time without fear of death.
After the battle on the first day of the month, Wu Gen also had a deep understanding. Survive in death, fight for a little bit of life on the thin line between life and death. Only in this way can you achieve success or failure in martial arts. This is the greatest wealth Shui Congyue left to himself.
The second page of the Intention Sutra has already begun to practice. If there is no triple slash to become one, I am afraid it will not be known how long it will take for the blood energy to function according to the diagram. Wu Gen discovered that since his breakthrough, the human world had gained a little more vitality. As it circulated, his force became even stronger, and his body gradually gained more energy from fists and swords.
During this period, Baoxiang came once and was very sad about Shui Congyue's departure. Their identities are very different from each other. We don’t know when we will meet again, and perhaps we will never meet again in this life.
Days passed by, and just when Wu Gen felt that he was about to stink, a group of people came down from the mountain.
When these people arrived at the foot of the mountain, they did not dare to go up the mountain. They just shouted loudly, "Wu Gen, Qu Chang is here, why don't you hurry down the mountain to greet us."
Wu Gen jumped up from the recliner with a sudden jerk and shook his head to make sure he heard correctly. This is Jin Song's first time here, and it seems a bit unusual. Could it be that something big has happened that warrants this person's personal visit?
He quickly put on his loose clothes. After being neatly dressed, Wu Gen hurried down the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, Jin Song, wearing armor and with a solemn expression, was stationed at the foot of the mountain, accompanied by his own soldiers with seals and ribbons. Zhang Yuan followed closely and winked at Wu Gen. Behind him were more than fifty riders, all wearing armor and neatly draped.
"Wu Gen, the commander of the Huangzhong Ridge Xiang Army, pays homage to Master Qu." Wu Gen drawled a long note and rushed to Jin Songma to bow deeply. His eyes couldn't help but wander, what's going on, this music leader actually came here in person, it's possible that Daxia is about to start a full-scale war.
"Wu Gen, lead the way, the commander wants to meet the noble man on the mountain." Zhang Yuan said on the horse.
"Your Excellency? Oh, Lord Qi, that noble person has been gone for many days." Wu Gen instantly understood why Jin Song and his party were dressed so formally today. It turned out that they were here to visit Shui Congyue.
"The noble man is gone. Seriously, how long have you been gone?" Jin Song asked in surprise on the horse.
"It's been more than half a month since he left. I wonder why you are looking for him." Wu Gen raised his head and blinked.
"Humph." Jin Song jumped off the horse and slapped his palms with his riding crop as he walked. "The noble man has passed such a big event, so he didn't report it to the army earlier." He glanced at Zhang Yuan with his eyes.
Zhang Yuan jumped off the horse in a hurry, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead, "It's my fault for being humble, I hope Chang Qu will forgive me." When he passed by Wu Gen, who was staring at the golden pine riding whip with his head heaving up and down, he stepped on Wu Gen's head hard. foot.
"Wuchang Wu, I heard that you have managed this barren tomb ridge so well that it is impregnable. Although the noble man has left, but since you are here today, you might as well take me up the mountain to have a look." Jin Song said as he walked up the mountain road by himself. .
Seeing this, Zhang Yuan and Wu Gen hurriedly shouted: "No, sir."
"What's wrong? You're making such a fuss. Could it be that there's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead of you? Zhang Yuan, you are also a village chief, why are you still so impetuous?" As he spoke, he flicked the whip in his hand angrily, and hit a thin thorn hidden in the grass. fishing line.
"Whoosh." There was a sharp sound breaking through the air above, and two arrows were shot from the trees on the roadside, heading straight for Jin Song's door. In desperation, Jin Song suddenly turned sideways and used the whip pole in his hand to push away the two arrows. The long arrow changed its direction and was shot in front of the soldier who was following him closely. The feathers of the arrow could not help but tremble.
At the foot of the mountain, there was silence. The cavalrymen who came together looked at each other in confusion. Wu Gen and Zhang Yuan still maintained the posture of blocking them just now, looking at each other with happy expressions on their faces.
After a long while, Jin Song finally said: "Ahem, I just discovered today that the Barren Tomb Ridge actually has some beautiful scenery, so why not take this opportunity to enjoy it.
It’s just that I’m not familiar with the road in the mountains. Wu Gen will lead the way. Zhang Yuan. When the word "Zhang Yuan" came up, Jin Song almost gritted his teeth and said, "You and the soldiers will follow me, and the others will rest on the spot." "
Zhang Yuan had an innocent expression on his face. It was not a trap set up by me, so why should he take it out on me? He glared at Wu Gen fiercely and motioned for him to lead the way.
"Sir, you must follow me." Wu Gen ran forward and warned Jin Song worriedly.
"Hey, hurry up and lead the way, I don't believe you are a trap every step of the way." Jin Song said angrily, but stood behind Wu Gen with a sincere body.
Along the way, Wu Gen turned left and right, stopping from time to time to give instructions. Sometimes he even had to avoid the main road and crawl through the bushes beside the road.
Jin Song became more and more helpless as he walked, "Wu Gen, how many traps did you do on the mountain?"
Wu Gen turned his head and said nervously: "Lord Qi, including the other side of the pass, there are more than 520 large and small agencies and 131 traps."
"Hiss." Jin Song took a breath of air and pointed at Wu Gen with his hand, "Maybe you are a rat and timid by nature, so you have managed this place like this. From now on, there will be no one in this barren ridge except you. If you can climb the mountain, no wonder you can block Daxia's sneak attack.
According to this design, hundreds of people cannot attack it. In my opinion, instead of calling it Huangzhong Ridge, it would be better to call it Guanshan Mountain. "As he said this, he shook his head somewhat self-deprecatingly.
Wu Gen had a smile on his face, "Your Excellency, you have good eyesight, but there are always some uneasy things here. In order to suppress the evil spirits, I gave it the name of Fuming Pass. Your Excellency has been in a high position for a long time, and he speaks eloquently and follows the law." , why not give it a formal name, then it will be clear and justified."
"Haha, I'm really interested. There is indeed some evil here. Okay, I'll let you know, let's call it Fuming Pass from now on." Jin Song felt quite comfortable being praised, and with a wave of his hand, Fuming Pass was officially named.
After bumping into each other until halfway up the mountain, a few people stopped to rest. Jin Song saw a huge stone standing under a big tree beside the road, with the words "Don't touch me, you have to pay me if you touch me" written on it. The words were written crookedly, and there was a turtle pattern drawn underneath, as if to mock the people passing by.
What is this? Jin Song felt angry and slapped the boulder hard.
Wu Gen was whispering to Zhang Yuan at this time. He caught a glimpse of Jin Song's movements from the corner of his eye. He was shocked and shouted: "Lord Qu Chang, you must not do this."
Before he finished speaking, a bucket of lime fell from the top of the boulder and sprinkled Jin Song's head and face. Just as he was about to step back subconsciously, he heard two clicks, and a beast clamp under his feet firmly clamped his left foot. At the same time, two steel knives popped out from behind the tree and went straight to the waist and abdomen of Jin Song.
Wu Gen desperately stepped forward and pulled Jin Song away, barely avoiding the attack of the steel knife.
dying. Zhang Yuan's face was pale and he was trembling as he wiped the lime off Jin Song's face. Wu Gen and his soldiers struggled to break open the iron clamps on Jin Song's feet. Fortunately, Jin Song was dressed neatly today. He wore hanging legs and mud belts on his calves and feet. He only suffered some skin injuries and did not have his legs or feet broken by the clamps.
"Wu Gen." Jin Song, who had regained consciousness, grabbed him by the collar, "Is this what happens if you don't give money? Why do you write such words?"
"Sir." Wu Gen said pitifully: "Everyone has some rebellious thoughts and wants to touch even if they are not allowed to be touched. The little one is just taking advantage of people's bad nature, so he came up with such a method. Although it looks simple , but it works quite well.”
"It worked, you tricked me all in." Jin Song was so angry that he spat out swear words, and all his previous self-cultivation was wiped out.
In this way, several people arrived in the small courtyard tremblingly. Seeing Jin Song and others standing in the courtyard, not daring to move, Wu Gen quickly took out a few chairs and said, "Sir, please help yourself here. There are no more organs here."
Jin Song's face was really uneasy. He was ordered to come here to pay homage to the noble man today, but he didn't want to miss it. Not only that, he was so humiliated along the way that he sat on the chair angrily and let the soldiers take off his dirty armor.
After kicking Zhang Yuan, Jin Song said angrily, "Tell him."
"Hey, sir, rest, I'll talk to this bastard." Zhang Yuan staggered after being kicked, rolled his eyes helplessly, pulled Wu Gen aside, and told the reason for coming this time.
It turned out that a few days ago, Captain Zhai Lin of Mucheng City sent a letter to Captain Yuwen, offering to exchange prisoners of war who had failed in the previous sneak attack on Fuming Pass.
At the same time, he also made a small request. The Zhao State sent people to rob the execution ground last time, and I heard that it was done by a nobleman. As for our Colonel Zhai Lin, as a descendant of Daxia Kingdom and a noble person, he is willing to have friendly discussions with the noble people of Jie Dharma Field.
He wrote thousands of words eloquently, just to save some face by fighting with the nobles in the robbery field. Moreover, Zhai Lin also said that he was newly appointed and did not want his soldiers to bleed more. This matter was a one-on-one duel to win or lose. No retaliation allowed.
After Captain Yuwen heard this, he first called Jin Song over and gave him a scolding. He didn't know anything about a servant robbing the execution ground, so he asked him to find out quickly.
If there is really a noble person here, please come into the city quickly. Otherwise, if a nobleman lives outside the city with a group of fighting Han people, word will spread that Zhao State does not understand etiquette and neglects noble people. This would be a loss of Zhao State’s face.
Jin Song looked at the angry captain and did not dare to explain more. He returned to the camp with spit on his face.
Since the matter had risen to the level of dignity, Jin Song, after whipping Zhang Yuan for more than ten dozen times, hurriedly took people to Fuming Pass to meet the noble man who had never seen the dragon.
