At the cost of one more year of duty in the military, Le Mozhi obtained one day of free time and the use of a military falcon and hound for one day. He must return to the market before midnight tomorrow.
Normally, it would not be a difficult thing for him to say hello and go out for three to five days.
Now is the critical moment of the siege of Sihuang City. The military orders are overwhelming and trivial. However, Uncle Lu, who was sitting on the outskirts, for the sake of his master's face and the tragic death of his junior sister, gave him a word of accommodation.
Le Mozhi held the docile two-foot-long slender-waisted hound in his arms, and did not change out of the blood-stained fur coat. His face did not show any emotion, but deep in his eyes, there was a fierce murderous intention. In other cultivators or inquiring, , or watched with twinkling eyes, silently walked out of the temporary camp and rushed to the southwest.
The wind picked up again, and the cold mist drifting on the snow gradually subsided.
Le Mozhi rushed to where the previous footprints disappeared and looked up at the small black dot hovering in the distance in the sky.
He took out a piece of dried meat from his sleeve pocket and held it with his palm for a moment. The dried meat became warm and fragrant. He fed it to the slender-waisted hound who put it on the ground and wagged its tail at him. Then he took the broken knife wrapped in coarse cloth and a piece of dried meat. He opened a handkerchief stained with blood, gave the hound a few sniffs, and touched its smooth back fur.
The hound sniffed around the tracks near the snow, barked softly at Le Mozhi, ran back, and found two bushes a hundred feet away to the right and back.
Le Mozhi looked at the small messy footprints on the snow and the fresh traces of a human-shaped snow pit. He raised his hand and gave himself a slap in the mouth.
At that time, I was so carried away by anger that I made a low-level mistake of being dark under the light.
That kid is just learning and practicing, and even if he masters it without leaving any trace, it can last for a long time?
What's more, time was tight and it was impossible to escape far away. He was confused by the kid's suspicions and thought that the kid was fleeing into the Mianmian Mountains.
The boy was hiding behind him at the time. When he stopped chasing him, he calmly escaped.
What a bold, cunning little thief!
The hound lowered its head to sniff the traces, circled the bush twice, turned around and chased the footprints to the north.
Le Mozhi quickly shouted to stop and pointed to the direction.
The hound tilted its head and looked at the gesticulations for a moment, then barked twice in a humane way and chased south, sniffing from time to time along the way, leaving two lines of thin footprints, and then turned around after running about fifty feet. Go southwest and run another hundred feet until two footprints appear on the ground.
Le Mozhi had a sneer on his face.
No matter how evil that kid is, he is just a beginner who has just learned "Traceless". He can't go very far before he needs to breathe and maintain his strength. In this way, there is no need to worry about how fast the kid can escape.
The hound was rewarded with two pieces of dried meat, and the hound ran even more happily.
Waving his hand to the small black dot in the sky, Le Mozhi followed the hound and moved forward gracefully.
Sometimes heading south, sometimes southwest, chasing all the way into the snow-capped low hills.
The black-faced barbarian has just learned Wuhen, and he doesn’t understand some of the experience of labor-saving breath adjustment. Continuous ventilation and energy replenishment are very draining of physical strength and real energy. Let’s see how long that kid can persist?
After chasing for more than thirty miles into the mountainous area, I suddenly heard a chirping sound in the air in the distance.
Le Mozhi looked up, his eyes lit up, he found it!
He stopped the hound that was still sniffing and running, hugged it in his hands, and jumped towards the southwest. There was a falcon watching in the sky, competing with him in speed. Even if the kid practiced for several years, he wouldn't be able to catch it.
Le Mozhi jumped at full speed among the undulations of the snowy ridge. After a tea break, he saw a faint running figure in front of him. What a good boy, he just learned the jumping technique, and his speed was not slow. Fortunately, he had a falcon in the air to guide him. , don’t worry about chasing missing shadows.
With an angry roar, Le Mozhi rushed after him.
In a cave half-covered by heavy snow that Le Mozhi passed by, Chang Siguo lay half-lying on the cold rock ground, his face hidden in the darkness of the cave, squinting his eyes and holding his breath, staring at the distant figure in silence. .
He had a headache. How could he get out of the current predicament? At that glance, with his extraordinary eyesight, he could clearly see that the man was holding a black hound in his arms.
I don't know which unlucky cultivator happened to appear nearby, attracting the attention of the searching falcons in the sky.
By luring the man named Le away, he unintentionally helped him and also gave him a heads up.
It's really difficult every step of the way, scary at times, and without any luck, it's really difficult to get into the Qingyuan world.
His luck has certainly been good so far.
Chang Siguo poked his head out of the cave and carefully looked into the distance. The figures of the man named Le and the unknown cultivator had already disappeared among the mountains in the distance. The falcon soaring in the sky was also seen by the distant peaks. Cover it.
After getting out of the cave easily, Changsi leaped from the height to the bottom of the mountain in a few steps.
Along the valley, run south as fast as possible.
At this time, he didn't care about leaving footprints. He was running at full speed. It was important to escape, and there were hounds tracking him. Even if he used Traceless, it would be of no use. Instead, it would slow down his escape speed and suddenly consume his physical strength and body heat. interest.
It is estimated that the man surnamed Le will not realize that he is chasing the wrong person for a while.
This is his chance. Whether he can escape depends on whether he can escape into the Canghe River more than ten miles away.
Among the Kanyu maps he carefully collected in the warehouse, there was a worn-out topographic map of Mingzhou. It was marked on it that it was about one hundred and twenty miles away from Sihuang City. There was a Cang River flowing from west to east, winding through the mountains, leading to The easternmost sea.
The mountains were not as flat as the wilderness, and he did not dare to climb mountains and cross ridges to reveal his presence. He had to use the cover of the valleys and foothills to get around, which was much farther than the straight-line distance.
Chang Siguo had been running for about half a quarter of an hour when he suddenly heard an eagle call in the air that shocked him.
Found!
Without hesitation, he drew his hunting bow and drew the arrow with his backhand. Chang Siguo, who was running, suddenly stopped.
Taking a step, nocking an arrow, looking back at the sky, drawing the bow like a full moon, all these actions are done in one go.
There was a "boom" sound from the string, but the flat hair in the air showed great alertness. It fell straight down and dodged the arrow. There was another sound from below, and the second sharp arrow that followed followed, and it could no longer penetrate. A falcon changing direction.
Instead of looking at the big birds flapping and falling in the sky, I often think about crossing the path to the south and jumping over the mountains and ridges.
There was no need to take detours to hide his whereabouts. His leaping posture was a bit weird, with his body thrust forward and his butt sticking out, like a giant monkey, but his speed was not slow.
An angry roar came from the northwest, resounding through the mountains and forming a rolling echo.
A black figure appeared and disappeared in the mountains, closing the distance with Chang Siguo at a very fast speed.
After running frantically for more than an hour, Chang thought that when he jumped high, he finally saw a piece of water that was different from the snowy scene, with bright sparkling waves, just in front of the mountain at his feet. He almost despaired that he had run in the wrong direction.
Le Mozhi followed closely. He jumped higher and saw the turbulent river in front of him.
Seeing that the barbarian whom he hated so much was about to escape and jump into the river, Le Mozhi thrust his hand into the thick snow-covered mountain rock at his feet, grabbed a rock and faced it at the back of the figure seventy or eighty feet away. Throwing it hard and from a high position, the rock roared like thunder, extremely fast and violent.
Chang Siguo was about to take a small step to the side when he dodged a blow from behind that seemed to vent his anger.
In the flash of lightning, he suddenly thought that there was a method of attacking with force at the cost of consuming real energy recorded on the green handkerchief.
He stepped hard on the snow, and his whole body bounced upwards. He could see more clearly the ice-free river in front of him, flowing endlessly in the canyon where Shanlan faced off.
"Bang", the incoming rocks hit the snow at his feet and exploded suddenly.
The flying debris made a sound of breaking through the air, covering a two-foot radius.
Chang Siguo avoided the debris attack and landed on the bank of the Yashi River, his thin uniform rustling in the cold wind.
An angry roar came from behind:
"You can't run away!"
Chang Siguo looked back indifferently, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot an arrow at the figure who was still chasing after him and refused to give up easily.
There was no way this arrow would hit, he just told the other party that it was indecent to come back but not return!
Clean me up and wait!
