There are no years in the mountains. In the blink of an eye, a year flies by!
A lot of things happened during this year. The bridge connecting the village to the outside world was built, the hair on Little Black's tail also grew, and the bamboo sections cut by Niu Niu and the bamboo leaves collected have been piled up into a hill.
He Sian was originally worried that Niu Niu would become a classic Nezha image in future generations if she continued to practice like this. However, the facts were shocking. After a year of chopping wood, Niu Niu’s skin became more elastic than before. This may be an illusion. He Sian actually felt that Niu Niu is much whiter than before.
Niu Niu's father and Zhang Yan, who He Sian thought about day and night, did not come back either. As for the daughter-in-law they said they were looking for for He Sian, they naturally didn't see it either. And our protagonist, He Sian, has completely understood the Mountain and River Map during this period of time and knows it by heart!
In addition, the old man also taught He Sian a set of breathing techniques, which He Sian continued to practice. The slightly chubby figure has also become much slender, and the whole person gives people the feeling of being out of the world. Besides, there was nothing else. On the contrary, the old man often dragged He Sian and asked him this and that. Although He Sian often complains that this old guy has not fulfilled his obligations as the 'grandpa in the ring', he still enjoys it. After all, the old man is the only one he can talk to. This made He Sian feel that there was another relative in the world.
On this day, He Sian and Niu Niu's grandfather and grandson were sitting across from each other. The three of them had serious faces. Beside them, there was a gossip pattern drawn on the ground. There was a shelf on it, and the iron pot that had been prepared for the ton of black was Right on the shelf. There are also bamboo leaves picked by Niu Niu during this period.
"Sian, I know that you have always wanted to go out and see the outside world, but observing the sky at night as a teacher is actually mature!"
"Look at Mao's celestial phenomena. It's been cloudy these past few days, and you can't see the stars at all. Also, Mao's time is ripe. Why don't you listen to this history I told you and know that if you don't go out, those think tanks and military generals will have to go all out." It belongs to its owner," He Sian complained in his heart.
"After this period of breathing and breathing, coupled with the Qingxin Jue, your body can basically bear it. Si'an, you sit cross-legged in this pot and meditate using the method taught to you by Pindao."
He Sian and Niu Niu walked to the pot, walked around the pot and looked at it. Then Niu Niu looked at the old man suspiciously and said, "Smelly old man, you don't want to stew Brother Si'an from the Er family!"
"Don't worry, Pindao is just giving your brother Si'an a blessing in our last time together."
"The last time we got together? Stinky old man, what do you mean?" Niu Niu wanted to say something else, but He Sian waved his hand and glanced at the serious old man again. He didn't say much, but sat cross-legged in the pot and silently recited Qingxin. Jue, while breathing and exhaling, he gradually entered a state that seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping.
"Niuniu, put the bamboo leaves under the pot."
Niu Niu complied and grabbed a handful of bamboo leaves and put them on the bottom of the pot. As the bamboo leaves came into contact with the Bagua diagram below, they spontaneously ignited without wind. A purple flame suddenly ignited under the pot. Niu Niu was startled. He took two steps back suddenly and looked at the old man with wide eyes.
"Keep filling the bamboo leaves, don't let the fire go out!" The old man said to Niu Niu solemnly.
Niuniu came to her senses and hurriedly continued filling the bamboo leaves.
As the purple flame became more and more intense, mist gradually rose in the pot. Strangely enough, He Sian, who was sitting in the pot at this moment, could not feel any temperature, but could only smell the refreshing fragrance.
Slowly closing his eyes, He Si'an silently recited the Qingxin Jue. It was a bit cold and a bit noisy. He slowly opened his eyes, and He Sian was suddenly shocked and stunned by the surrounding environment.
There were loud shouts of killing all around, and in the distance, dark cavalry were galloping towards him.
Looking around, there were hundreds of people fighting each other, and the pungent smell of blood made He Sian almost vomit! !
"Your Highness! Let's go quickly, let's stop the pursuers!!" An anxious voice came from my ears! He Sian turned his head and looked over, and saw a middle-aged general in black armor, covered in blood, pulling his horse anxiously, turning his head to retreat!
'Holy shit! Have I traveled through time again? what happened? That stinky old man! You won’t really stew me! ! '
He Sian screamed in his heart, and a scene flashed in his mind, a wretched old man, a blackened girl, and a dark horse. Two people and one horse sat around an iron pot, stewing themselves in the iron pot, and then two people and one horse The corner of his mouth was dripping with laughter, he was holding the cutlery on his left hand and his knife on the right, and he was smiling sinisterly, and then, and then, there was no more.
He Sian shook his head and forcibly interrupted his thoughts. No matter what, he had to save his life first, so He Sian, protected by the black-armored general and dozens of guards around him, turned his horse and ran towards the distance!
Not far away, a large black enemy force appeared in front of him. He Sian turned around and saw that the black-armored general and the dozens of people around him were stunned and at a loss.
He Sian frowned, and suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him looked familiar. After careful identification, He Sian was surprised to find that this was the place where she and Niu Niu's grandparents had lived for more than a year, but the surrounding bamboo forest and thatched huts were missing. He Sian suddenly thought of the Bagua map marked on the map. According to the marks on the map, he located the surrounding terrain one by one. Someone around him asked anxiously: "Your Highness, General Zhu, what should we do?"
"Now that the matter has come to this, we will die together with them!" After speaking, the black-armored general looked at He Sian. He clasped his fists and was about to say something, but was interrupted by He Sian!
"Don't make any noise! Wait for my instructions!"
The black-armored general was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but he still waved his hand and shouted to everyone around him: "Quiet, everyone! Listen to His Highness!"
He Sian carefully observed his surroundings and finally determined the direction based on the one-to-one correspondence recorded in the mountain and river map. Then, he pointed the sword in his hand to the southeast and shouted: "This way! Everyone, follow me and break out a bloody path!"
"Kill!!" As He Sian shouted, the general in black beside him rushed to the front without hesitation, while the others also turned their horses and rushed over to protect He Sian!
I saw the black-armored general in front stabbing at an angle with a black spear. The enemy's soldiers were not able to defeat him. They actually broke out of the enemy's encirclement and broke out of the enemy's encirclement. He Sian also gradually adapted to the smell in the air. With a bloody aura, he was also holding a sword, slashing horizontally and vertically, and he vaguely felt like a famous general of the generation.
Just as He Si'an was surging, a group of cavalry emerged from the diagonal stab. The leader, a veteran with a beard and a broadsword in his hand, came to He Sian's side with a ferocious smile. He held up the broadsword and fiercely charged at He Sian. His face was slashed down!
Faced with such a powerful blow, He Sian could not resist it at all, but a guard beside him resolutely stepped forward to block it with his spear. There was only a loud cracking sound, and the spear was divided into two pieces with a click, and the broadsword slashed with the force. On the guard's shoulder, the guard shouted and used his last strength to stab the broken spear at the veteran.
I saw the veteran stretched out his left hand, grabbed the broken gun, and swung it hard, and the guard was thrown out hard. It was during this delay that the black-armored general turned his horse's head and faced the veteran to fight. While thrusting the gun, he shouted: "Your Highness! Let's go!"
