The old man raised his head again and looked at the Wolong Mountain in front of him. The road was rugged, and in this misty and rainy weather, there were pits and stagnant water. If a person stepped on it, he would be splashed with mud, and the shoe straps were still covered in thick mud.
"Notify everyone, let's go, I always feel a little uneasy, let's wait until we climb over Wolong Mountain."
The group of people began to walk towards the mountains. Maybe they were bored on the road. These hikers sang the tunes they sang when hiking in the mountains, which was somewhat like the dialect of Guandong.
The singing was powerful and exciting, echoing in the mountains, which was quite uplifting.
At the back, two young men dressed as scholars followed the team silently, but their eyes were a little contemptuous.
"These traveling merchants don't like their longevity, but they sing loudly in Wolong Mountain without fear of attracting evil spirits." A young man with a short stature and somewhat gloomy eyes said.
"Haha, it's my first time for my junior brother to go down the mountain for training, but he doesn't know that there are actually different rules on this mountain and down the mountain. Whether it's monsters, monsters, or mortals below, they all have their own means of self-protection. Don't look at the useless singing of this foot trader. Traveling merchants walk in the mountains all year round, and they only have a so-called 'qi' in their bodies, which can ward off evil spirits." Another older young man said.
"Then why do the people on the mountain do anything to eliminate demons and protect the way? Anyway, these mortals can prevent disasters on their own!" said the young man.
"Junior brother Lin, how long has it been since you entered Maoshan?" the older man said.
"About ten years." The young man said.
"Ten years, what did you do before you entered the mountains?" another person asked.
"Before I entered the mountains, I worked as a waiter in a restaurant."
"Is that restaurant guy a mortal?"
Forehead?
Year
The young man suddenly choked and his face turned red. After a moment, he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your teaching, senior brother. Junior brother should not despise these mortals."
The older people smiled when they heard the words and said nothing. Their respective cultivation relied on their understanding, but the character of mind was extremely important.
Cultivation is extremely difficult, and it is not what every mortal would do to go against the will of heaven. However, this junior brother has only been practicing for ten years, but he seems to regard himself as a high-ranking mountain man.
Sure enough, he is young and temperamental.
He smiled softly and stopped talking. Instead, he began to quicken his pace. Finally, he was parallel to the leading old man and took the initiative to chat: "My two senior brothers have been entrusted to my father-in-law to take care of me along the way."
The old man turned his head and smiled slightly, and said: "I can't say, I will need two people to take care of me in the future."
Um?
Facing the old man's narrow smile, the young man was stunned, and then he smiled awkwardly.
"I wonder which immortal mansion you are a disciple of?" the old man said straight to the point.
"I don't dare to accept it from the Immortal Mansion. Liu Chengdong, the third generation disciple of Maoshan, has met my father-in-law!" When he said this, he actually saluted, and then said with some doubts: "My senior brother and I think that we are covering up very much. Okay, but I don’t know how my husband saw through our identities?”
"Nuo, look at that junior brother of yours. He just didn't write "I am a monk" on his forehead. He probably has little experience in going into the mountains. He doesn't know..." When the old man said this, he suddenly stopped and stopped what he was going to say. , but shook his head and changed the subject: "I have been away from Wolong Mountain for many years and nothing has happened. In fact, the dangers of Wolong Mountain are just rumors. If there are big insects with blind eyes, I don't dare to provoke them easily.
Is it bad for me and other wanderers to bully an old man with a big ring sword? "
By the time he spoke, he had already moved on.
The monk named Liu from Maoshan frowned slightly. There seemed to be other meanings in the old man's words.
It seems a bit strange?
Wolong Mountain is huge.
The group of people walked for several hours before climbing halfway up the mountain. However, the sky became a little dark. Wolong Mountain, which was already drizzling, was shrouded in mist, but it was a little cooler.
"I can't cross the mountain tonight. I remember there is a ruined temple in the mountain. It was built by the villagers in the village at the foot of the mountain after the natural disaster many years ago. It is also a place for pedestrians to rest when they can't cross the mountain. The rain is a bit heavy today, and it is turning over at night. The mountain is not safe, so let’s go to that ruined temple to rest for the night.” The old man at the head said, and then led the crowd and began to quicken their pace.
At this time, a green figure seemed to flash across the forest, and the branches swayed.
However, no one noticed.
The monk named Liu Chengdong suddenly stopped and looked towards the forest, frowning slightly.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?" The junior brother named Lin behind him asked with some confusion.
Liu Chengdong shook his head and said nothing. Just now, he seemed to sense a deep demonic aura, but after just a moment, he could no longer sense it.
"Perhaps there are distracting thoughts in my heart, which is why everything is full of enemies."
Liu Chengdong didn't care either.
at dusk.
The rain showed no sign of stopping, but seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.
After everyone walked for about half an hour, a hiker suddenly stopped, turned around and walked towards the leading old man, and said: "Mr. Li, maybe today
The rain was a bit heavy and the road ahead collapsed. "
The old man frowned slightly and stepped forward.
But I saw that the narrow path that only one person could pass was now washed away by the heavy rain. The mountains here were steep, and the suddenly broken road blocked everyone's footsteps.
The old man frowned even more tightly.
After a while.
He then said to the people around him: "It's impossible to get through here. Let's change the route. Although it's a little detour, we can get to the ruined temple before dark and avoid sleeping in the mountains. It's inconvenient in this rainy weather."
The mountaineers nodded and began to change their route.
The Maoshan monk Liu Chengdong came over at this moment and looked carefully at the mountain road washed away by the rain, but his brows were furrowed.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?" the junior brother behind him said.
He felt that this senior brother seemed to be a little too cautious. It was just the heavy rain that washed away the mountain road!
"fine!"
Liu Chengdong suppressed the doubts in his heart and kept a calm expression on his face. However, he quickened his pace to walk in front of this group of people.
"Mr. Li, it's bad, it's raining too much, and the road ahead is blocked by an ancient tree. It needs to be cleared before we can cross."
Someone started to send news from the front again.
Liu Chengdong, on the other hand, rushed forward with a single lunge.
I saw that a big tree with only a few people's strength was blown down by the wind and lay across the road.
His frown deepened.
Suddenly I felt something in my heart, and I turned around in an instant, as if I saw another cyan figure flashing through the forest.
At this moment, he understood that there seemed to be something stopping them from moving forward.
He suddenly spread his body and ran towards the forest.
He walked through the forest at extremely fast speeds, relying on his own senses
, chased a few miles away, only to find that there were strong mountain winds and continuous rain, but there was nothing abnormal.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Junior brother surnamed Lin chased after him.
"It's okay, go back!" Liu Chengdong didn't say much, but returned the same way.
When we returned to the group of hikers, the road had been cleared.
The old man came over, glanced at the two brothers, and chuckled: "It's getting dark soon. Don't fall behind, you two. It is said that the mountains are not peaceful at night."
Liu Chengdong nodded, but didn't say much.
The old man left first.
However, Liu Chengdong turned to his junior brother named Lin beside him and said, "Junior brother, please don't leave me too far at night. There is something strange in this place."
After saying that, he left without waiting for the junior brother named Lin to reply.
At night.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
Everyone was walking in the mountains, and some people even got wet through their clothes.
"What a damn weather it is. Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden? I've been walking through mountains and waterways for so many years and I've never encountered anything like this before." Someone complained, shaking his soaked clothes.
"It's not like I go out to do business once or twice. Various situations will arise. Just get used to it." Someone said, but they didn't take it seriously.
"Hurry up, don't waste time, let's rest for the night in the ruined temple in front." Someone urged.
Not long after, a ruined temple appeared in front of everyone, looking lonely in the rain.
It is indeed a ruined temple.
The beams collapsed, and even the foundation stone in front of the temple was broken a lot and covered with moss. It was obvious that no one had passed here for a long time.
"Everyone go in and raise the fire. A few people will go and sprinkle lime powder around the ruined temple to prevent insects or snakes."
Someone was giving orders, and these mountain walkers were very capable of execution. It was not the first time they had done these things, and immediately there were people performing their duties.
Not long after, a bonfire was lit in the ruined temple.
This ruined temple is just one room, with a collapsed stone statue in the middle. I don’t know who it is enshrined in, and its original appearance cannot be clearly seen.
It is quite spacious, because it has not been inhabited for a long time, and it is a bit moldy. There are some straws spread in front of the stone statue, which are obviously left by the previous group of hikers.
Everyone sat down by the fire in front of the stone statue, toasted their soaked clothes, took out the dry food they had brought, and started chewing.
"Watch the night in shifts and rest in shifts. Don't be careless. Although Wolong Mountain is a deep mountain and old forest, there is no guarantee that strong men will come and go..." the leading old man said.
"Yeah, there's someone here!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed, seemingly startled.
Upon hearing this sound, the large ring swords in many people's hands suddenly came out of their sheaths.
Liu Chengdong, who was observing the terrain of the ruined temple at the door, heard the sound and ran towards the temple in three steps and two steps.
Next to the stone statue, lying among a pile of straw, was a young man, who looked to be in his twenties, without a shirt on, exposing his bronzed skin.
He rested a dark iron heavy sword on his head, a bamboo sword beside him, and two small wine gourds, one yellow and one purple, hanging from his waist.
He looks like a charlatan.
At this moment, the young man was sleeping soundly, and occasionally there was a slight snoring.
"This... who is this person? He is not very old, but he is alone in this ruined temple and is not afraid of being eaten by tigers in the mountains."
"This person is so sleepy. We have made such a big noise here and there is no reaction at all. We are afraid of being killed in the tiger's mouth."
I don’t know, I’m just too arrogant. "
"It looks like he is a traveler from Jianghu. He came here and rested here."
Liu Chengdong looked at the young man and was slightly surprised. The young man was breathing steadily. It didn't look like he was seriously injured, but he still hadn't woken up despite being so noisy.
It's really weird.
"Hey, brother, wake up!"
A hiker called, but the young man did not respond. He even turned over impatiently.
Everyone looked at each other.
"Maybe he just fell asleep and didn't know where he came from. But I'm not very reassured. This guy doesn't look like a strong man. Just leave someone to keep an eye on him."
After the leading old man finished speaking, he seemed to think of something again and told the people around him: "It's a bit cold on this rainy day. This man looks like a practicing practitioner, but he's afraid of catching a cold in this weather. Give him Put some clothes on."
Someone covered the young man with a piece of clothing, and then the old man told the group of hikers to pay attention to him, and then left him alone.
"Senior brother, what's the origin?" the young man surnamed Lin asked.
"I can't see through it. There is no monk's aura fluctuation. Maybe it's just an ordinary Jianghu guest, probably a martial artist." Liu Chengdong said.
However, there was an inexplicable murmuring in his heart. He just felt that something was wrong and he couldn't explain it.
I simply stopped thinking about it and sat by the fire with peace of mind, listening to these hikers talk about the land.
The leading old man arranged things in an orderly manner and told the night watchman to pay attention to the movements outside. He also came to the fire, took out a pack of dried beef, and took out a pot of wine from somewhere, and drank the dried beef.
"The weather is a little cold, brothers, drink some wine to warm up."
The old man took a sip, then handed the flask to the person next to him, who also took a sip, and then passed it to the next person.
Until the wine bottle was passed around, the hiker finally handed the wine bottle to Liu Chengdong.
"It's rude. Only dogs like you have drank. How can you give it to the young master?" The old man scolded him, and then said apologetically: "Young master, don't blame me. We, the traveling merchants, also known as hikers, have always been Acting informally, drinking wine together, and eating meat together is really offending the young master."
Liu Chengdong also smiled slightly. In the early years, before he went to the mountains to practice, he had also wandered around the world for a few days. He knew that these mountaineers were actually similar to people in the world. They were informal and had an air of boldness.
"It's okay, I just happened to be asking for a glass of water and wine with my husband. I'm very thirsty."
As Liu Chengdong spoke, he took the jug, took a sip, and praised: "Good wine!"
Seeing Liu Chengdong's informal behavior, the old man not only felt good about him, but also said: "It's just a common bad wine in the market. It can't be called good wine. It's just wine. It depends on when you drink it and who you drink it with. The taste is also different." It’s different.”
"It makes sense, that's what the saying goes, a thousand cups is too little when drinking with a close friend." Liu Chengdong said.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Wine...what wine? I just fell asleep. Who is using wine to tempt me?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, but the accent was authentic Daling Mandarin.
Liu Chengdong and the old man looked up at the same time, only to see that the man in front of him, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly sat up.
Everyone was a little stunned for a moment.
Then he couldn't help but smile. This young man was quite interesting. He couldn't wake him up no matter how he screamed just now.
Just when he mentioned wine, Liu immediately woke up.
Haha, he turned out to be an alcoholic.
