Chapter 27: Wind and rain, mountain temple

Style: Fantasy Author: Black-hearted DabaiWords: 2417Update Time: 24/01/12 19:46:06
The midnight hour has passed and the time has come to the next day.

It started to rain lightly.

It rained heavily at night, making Daliang Mountain seem to be covered with a layer of gauze.

Daliang Mountain is located outside Xuanshui City. It is a natural barrier between the Zhou Kingdom and the Liang Kingdom. Liangshan Mountain is not high, but it is very wide in length and breadth. The internal terrain is complex. Even experienced hunters, many people die in the mountain every year. .

Daliang Mountain at night is even more forbidden to strangers.

Because of wild beasts and banditry.

Daliang Mountain is by no means a good place.

Not to mention the rampant wild beasts and the breeding of monsters inside.

Due to its location at the border between the two countries, Daliang Mountain has become a de facto no-ownership zone.

A large amount of goods pass through here and are smuggled into another country, and various large and small smuggling routes and trading caravans breed a large number of desperadoes.

Two of the four evils in Xuanshui City: Heichengzhai and Huxiaoying are the largest gangster groups doing business in the Daliang Mountains.

Xuanshui City is already sleeping in the rainy night.

However, in Daliang Mountain, it was like a night beast waking up and slowly opening its eyes.



There is a ruined temple on a mountainside near Xuanshui City.

The ruined temple has been in disrepair for a long time, but the walls and tiles are still intact. It is a good place to take shelter from the rain in the forest at night.

She walked through the mud and was soaked in the cold night rain as she trotted quickly to the temple gate.

He stretched out his slender hand and pushed open the door.

The broken door made a creaking sound, and the firelight and warmth coming from the temple made the woman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her whole body felt warm.

Walking gently into the temple, it is spacious but dirty, warm but dark.

"excuse me."

Ling Piaomiao stood at the door and said to the man in front of the fire. She saw the man looking at her in a daze.

He nodded, but his eyes were focused on the air in front of him, as if he was mentally disturbed.

This made Ling Piaomiao couldn't help but be a little more careful.

But considering that traveling at night was quite risky and it was still raining lightly outside, Ling Miaomiao couldn't help but grit her teeth and decided to take shelter in the temple.

——Of course, it may also be that although the man in the temple is not mentally like ordinary people, he looks and dresses like a serious person.



Wind and rain, midnight, ruined temple, a man and a woman.

The woman's name is Ling Piaomiao. She is about sixteen years old and has exquisite facial features. The rain-wet silk fabric makes her figure look particularly attractive, which also proves that she does not come from an ordinary family.

But for some reason, this woman stayed alone in the mountain late at night.

The man was Lu Ming. He was the same 28-year-old with handsome and dignified features. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a brocade parcel, a long sword, and an oil-paper umbrella at his feet.

Only his eyes were a bit abnormal.

His eyes were staring blankly in front of him, and the muscles on his body were tense as if he was concentrating on doing something important - but in Ling Piaomiao's eyes, there was clearly nothing in front of him...

It seems very strange.

The dim firelight illuminated the mountain god statue on the altar table, making the mountain god statue look terrifying with its fangs and claws dancing on the ground.

The ruined temple and the strange man made Ling Pianmiao curl up and sit by the fire, not daring to say a word.

After about a stick of incense, Lu Ming suddenly sighed.

"Damn it, I made a mistake, I didn't survive 20 points."

He muttered, but Ling Piaomiao couldn't really hear him.

Later, Lu Ming raised his head and smiled gently at Ling Miaomiao, then stood up with the package and wanted to go to the backyard of the ruined temple.

"It's raining outside." Ling Miaomiao couldn't help but remind her. Seeing that Lu Ming kept walking, she just smiled and said softly: "Reliev yourself, and come back as soon as you go."

"Umbrella, you didn't take your umbrella."

Lu Ming had already left the ruined temple in a hurry.



After about two sticks of incense, Lu Ming returned to the temple.

Ling Miaomiao, who was sitting by the fire, had just fallen asleep, but was awakened by Lu Ming's voice.

Looking up at Lu Ming, he saw that Lu Ming had changed into clean new clothes, and water stains were dripping from the ends of his hair. It was not just the rain, but more like a good wash in the well in the backyard.

She twitched her nose slightly.

The slight stench contained a faint fragrance, which made Ling Piaomiao's little face wrinkle up, and her eyes flashed with an eccentric light.

Lu Ming sat back by the fire and filled the firewood quietly. Ling Piaomiao was no longer sleepy.

She sat on the ground with her legs wrapped around her knees and looked at Lu Ming quietly, until a moment later, she suddenly spoke, her voice as clear as an oriole.

"My name is Ling Piaomiao. I am sixteen years old. What about you?"

"My name is Lu Ming, and I am also sixteen years old this year."

After saying that, Lu Ming smiled gently at Ling Miaomiao: "I'm from Xuanshui City, how about you?"

"I am from Luanfeng Village."

"Luanfeng Village?"

"Well, a small village inside Liangshan."

"I am ignorant and have never heard of the name of Luanfeng Village."

"It's not surprising. Liangshan is big enough, and there are many villages in it. Even in the mountains, there are many dangers. A village may be there today, but it will be gone tomorrow. Therefore, villages with various names emerge in endlessly, not to mention outsiders, just us. I can’t even identify all the households in the Daliang Mountains.”

Perhaps because she heard the meaning of getting to the bottom of things in Lu Ming's words, Ling Pianmiao instead of being defensive, she spoke openly and openly.

"As for me, I accidentally ran too far tonight while chasing a white fox. It just so happened that the weather was not kind to me, so I am trapped here."

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue playfully and asked again: "What about you? It's so late, why are you here in Daliang Mountain?"

"me……"

Lu Ming smiled and put a piece of firewood into the fire, then spit out two words.

"Escape."

"Escape?"

"Well, something unexpected happened in my family recently, and my family's wealth attracted a group of young people to covet it. In order to avoid the disaster, I had to leave the city at night and plunge into the Daliang Mountains."

Thinking of this, Lu Ming's hands couldn't help but tremble.

Then he said with a smile: "Maybe at this moment, my old house has been turned into a sea of ​​fire."

Lu Ming smiled and said something that made people shudder, and Ling Piaomiao's face twitched: "Weird."

"Me?"

"Well, my house was burned down, but you still managed to laugh."

"Why can't you laugh? This is a good thing."

"A good thing? It's a good thing that the house was burned down."

"Well, that's a good thing. I'm still alive after all."

"Only when people are alive can they have hope."

Vaguely feeling that Lu Ming's theory was interesting, Ling Pianmiao muttered thoughtfully: "Hope?"

"Well, the hope of getting back everything I've lost."

At this point, Lu Ming suddenly raised his head and looked at the door of the mountain temple.

Then I heard the sound of "creeping" door axis.

Two well-dressed men in black braved the wind and rain and walked into the temple from outside the door.

Through the flickering firelight, Lu Ming saw the word "天" tattooed on their chests, and they also saw Lu Ming's face that was vaguely water-stained.

"Young Gang Leader!?"

Unbelievable exclamations came from the mouths of the two men. Ling Pianmiao was stunned for a moment, and then she felt something long and hard pressing against her thigh.

Looking down, he saw that an oil-paper umbrella had been handed to his legs by Lu Ming.

"It's time for you to go."

The man named Lu Ming, who was called the young gang leader by men, had deep eyebrows and dim flames reflected in his eyes.

Ling Piaomiao unconsciously asked: "Where are you going?"

"Leave here and go anywhere."

Ling Piaomiao unconsciously opened her mouth: "Are you trying to..."

Lu Ming's eyes were deep and he said quietly: "Little by little, I will get back what I lost."

"From now on!"