In the middle of the wilderness, Qinglong Mountain.
Looking at the vast wild water, there are faint green mountains around, several old trees reflect the remaining clouds, and several colorful clouds float far away.
The deserted fields are lonely, with no children looking after the cows. It is lonely and desolate. There are no ridiculing people drinking horses, only bandits setting up stockades, refugees and thieves holding banners.
In the stone house, Jiu Wenlong was sitting cross-legged among the curls of sandalwood, closing his eyes and relaxing.
There was a knock on the door, and then a subordinate whispered outside the door: "Master, the food in the young master's room is still untouched."
"Still refusing to eat? Little bastard, this is going to be a big deal." Jiu Wenlong opened his eyes and was silent for a while, then sighed in a low voice and said, "If he refuses to eat, then let him starve. Come on. Remove all the food."
"Nuo, boss." His subordinates took the order and left.
The next moment, Jiu Wenlong shouted: "Here comes someone!"
"My subordinate is here." A voice came from outside the door.
"Ask Zhang Mazi to make another dish and send it to the young master's room immediately." Jiu Wenlong played with the two walnuts in his hand and said, "Make the young master's favorite braised fish, braised lion's head, and Buddha jumping over the wall. Make it the young master’s favorite dish.”
"promise."
Jiu Wenlong's face was filled with sadness, he stood up and opened the window. Outside the window, there was a glare, so dazzling that people dared not look directly. The rays of sunlight that filtered through the window lattice filled the people in front of the window with a strange and chaotic color.
The vitality outside the window is within reach. The passing mountain breeze soaked into the memories of that day.
"Dad, I want to join the army!" the young man said excitedly. "When I become a general in the future, I will buy a big house in the imperial capital. Well, a house bigger than ours in Qinglong Mountain. Then I will take you over, dad."
"Fart!" He suddenly felt very funny and couldn't help but cursed with a smile. "Little bastard, I think your butt is itchy."
"Dad, I am serious, not joking. I want to be a soldier in the wilderness, and then I will defend my home and country, resist foreign aggression, and plead for the people." The young man looked serious. "My mother-in-law once said during her lifetime that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. This is also my mother-in-law's wish."
Jiu Wenlong was stunned at that time. After he reacted, he shouted loudly: "You traitor, I told you to join the army and see if I don't beat you to death."
Jiu Wenlong immediately picked up his stick and struck at the young man. It's just that the stick has been raised for a long time, but it is reluctant to drop it.
This can't be entirely blamed on Jiu Wenlong. Jiu Wenlong has a son from old age, but this son is different from his rough and ugly appearance. He is extremely handsome, has amazing martial arts talent, and is very lovable. .
Jiu Wenlong was extremely precious to his son. He responded to every request. He was afraid of melting when he held it in his mouth, and he was afraid of melting when he held it in his hand. Ever since I was little, I couldn't bear to be beaten, let alone scolded loudly.
It's all that woman's fault, Jiu Wenlong took a deep breath, she must have taught me bad things. In the past, she insisted on teaching Dian'er to read and write, but since she was Dian'er's biological mother, she agreed. I heard Dian'er reciting something all day long about how a man was born in troubled times and should carry a three-foot sword to achieve unparalleled achievements. At that time, he only thought it sounded good and didn't take it seriously. Now that I think about it, she started planning at that time.
"Damn woman." Jiu Wenlong cursed fiercely. Jiu Wenlong suddenly regretted burying her in his ancestral grave.
"Your Majesty, it's not that dad doesn't want to promise you, it's that dad can't promise you. If you want to be a bandit and rapist, dad will definitely support you with all his strength. But you just believe that woman's lies, why are you going to be a soldier? If dad agrees, If I lose you, how can I have the face to meet my ancestors in the future?" Jiu Wenlong was irritated.
Who is Jiu Wenlong? His family has been bandits for generations, and his great-grandfather is a famous traitor of the Desolate tribe. He has collaborated with foreign forces to harm many soldiers of the Desolate tribe. He is a great traitor that has been recorded in history books.
Now his son, the only son, no longer wants to be a bandit, saying he wants to be a soldier in the wilderness. Isn't this ridiculous? If it was spread, would Jiu Wenlong still have face? Why would he, Jiu Wenlong, hang out in the world of bandits and bandits in the future?
It's great to be a bandit. You can kill whoever you want. If you see a woman you like, just grab her and that's it. What a promising career. Although the reputation is a little bad, isn't it possible to live well even if the reputation is not good?
The good days of being lawless and domineering are just a matter of time, but the huge ancestral inheritance is not inherited, and you have to join the army to protect your family and country. Jiu Wenlong was heartbroken that his precious son did not live up to expectations.
"It's that woman, she's such a damn woman." Jiu Wenlong cursed again. Originally, he was still a little sad about the woman's death.
That woman was an eldest daughter of an official family that he robbed many years ago. When he saw that she was beautiful and had a good temperament, he was reluctant to kill her and kept her by his side. But the woman was unresponsive on the bed, as motionless as a stone. After a few times, Jiu Wenlong got tired of it. She was originally planning to give it to the brothers in the village to enjoy, but unexpectedly she was pregnant.
Later, relying on the mother and son's wealth, she asked Jiu Wenlong to build a Buddhist temple for her in Qinglong Mountain, saying that she wanted to pray for the newborn child. She had stayed in the Buddhist hall all day since it was built. It was not until she died not long ago that Jiu Wenlong remembered this woman, the biological mother of his son, a woman whose name Jiu Wenlong had never known.
"Only women and villains are difficult to raise." Jiu Wenlong's face was full of pain. "I provide her with good food and shelter. I didn't expect her calculations to be so deep."
"Report! The eldest master. The young master is missing." A bearded bandit broke into the stone house in a panic.
"What?" Jiu Wenlong was shocked when he heard that. Then Jiu Wenlong kicked the bearded bandit to the ground with force and shouted angrily, "You bitch, why don't you quickly gather people to find him?"
"Yes, the boss." The bearded bandit was so frightened that he rolled out of the stone house.
"If you can't find the young master, you can come to me yourself. No, I'm going to throw you and your brothers to the wolves." An angry voice came out from the stone house.
"The sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap." The young man looked at the Qinglong Mountain in the direction he came from with a proud look on his face. "Dad, forgive your child for being willful. Mom, my son will live well, and then protect our wilderness and build a Merit."
However, when he turned around and looked at the road ahead, he was confused. The world is so vast that there is no place to stay. Although there are many roads ahead, I don’t know where to go.
So he broke off the branches on the roadside and threw them high into the air.
"Huh? Northwest." The young man looked at the branches on the ground and murmured, "Then let's go to the northwest."
It was at this moment that the young man with a smile on his lips and eyes like an eagle walked silently into the history of the wilderness.
A few years later, Ninth Hall, the most powerful leader of the horse bandits in the northwest region of the Great Wilderness at that time, suddenly changed his identity after the "Yumen Pass Border Fortress" incident that shocked the entire Great Wilderness, and became an upright frontier general in the Great Wilderness and appeared in the eyes of the world. Everyone was so unbelievable and so abrupt.
The Ninth Palace, the famous general in troubled times who was called "the one who plundered the world", began his legendary life in such an incredible way, as if by magic. He appeared on stage like an actor, setting foot on the stage of the Great Wilderness Military Headquarters, but there had never been any actor as courageous and talented as him.
No one knows why this man who later became one of the Ten Fiends in Troubled Times and "robbed the world" wanted to join the military, but he became a horse bandit again after running away from Qinglong Mountain. He was obviously just a young man who had left his hometown, but why was he able to sweep through many powerful horse bandit gangs in the northwest region of the wilderness in a short period of time and forcibly annex them. He was obviously just a horse bandit, but how could he allow Si Wulu, who was then the commander of the Yuguan Army Corps, to defy all opinions and accept his destiny as the general of Dahuang despite the huge pressure?
But history always has amazing coincidences. At almost the same time, Si Wulu, "Cold-faced Shura" Long Wusheng, "Blood-hand Human Slaughter" Yang Xiaochun, and "Blue-Blooded Silver Dragon" Wu Zi, who were also among the ten evil men in the troubled times. Dragons have actually had their footprints in the northwest frontier.
There is no way to verify what happened. Later historians tried to find clues, but still found nothing. People only know that he came out of Qinglong Mountain, the bandit's nest. That is the beginning of all stories, and the legend also begins from this step.
This man who carried his mother's last wish and his own ambitions all the way to the wild frontier, dedicated to saving the world, found in the end that the bodies of others were also piled under his sword.
Many years later, the aging "Loot the World" Ninth Hall told others in his quiet manor: "At that time, everyone thought I was crazy. Even my father said I was wishful thinking. He was the only one who was willing to believe in me and give me a chance. From that point on, I believed in myself and followed him."
If you are in darkness and yearn for light, then choose to be black and eat black! He took that man's words as his Bible and lived by them all his life.
