There is a section of mountain road with dense trees, draped vines, strange rocks, and wild grasses.
Cao Cao and his entourage, who were dripping with sweat and were being burned by the fierce sun in the sky, stopped to watch.
The mark they left when they went down the mountain the day before yesterday was destroyed by wild animals, and they could not find the road to Yuxu Temple for a while.
"Prime Minister, listen"
Xu Chu suddenly spoke.
Cao Cao heard this and listened carefully.
In the south wind that makes the leaves rustle, there is a faint sound of the cave flute. If you listen carefully, it is like the sound of nature, which makes people forget all the favors and disgrace.
"Could this person playing the flute be the hermit?"
Cao Cao subconsciously thought of Cao Yi who lived in seclusion here.
"Prime Minister, there is something different ahead."
Xu Chu pointed forward.
Cao Cao raised his eyelids and saw that in the distant mountains and forests, the milky white mist was entangled like pixel yarn, and it was like a streamer on a fairy, fluttering.
It is unusual for such heavy fog to appear on such a hot day with a high sun in the sky.
Soon, something even more unusual happened.
There was also an even bigger fog rising nearby, making this area of the mountain forest become misty and misty, and the several mountain roads became unreal.
"Prime Minister, whether this heavy fog has anything to do with the hermit or not, we must be on guard against it."
Xu Chu put his hand on the handle of the knife, a look of caution flashing through his eyes.
Cao Cao had some doubts on his face when he heard this.
Xu Chu turned his head and said sternly to the soldiers around him: "Come here, don't let the Prime Minister make any mistakes."
Seven to eight hundred soldiers gathered and surrounded Cao Cao tightly.
After about a quarter and a half, nothing unusual happened.
The heavy fog became thinner, and the nearby mountains, forests, and roads gradually became clearer.
Suddenly, a faint flute sound came.
"It's him"
"cowboy"
Cao Cao and Xu Chu guessed the identity of the owner of the flute at the same time.
Gradually, the sound of the flute became clearer, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes cheerful and interesting. The syllables were as continuous as gurgling water, and as clear and cheerful as raindrops hitting the water.
Half a quarter of an hour later, a shepherd boy riding an ox came out of the woods ahead. When he saw Cao Cao and his party, his young face was full of smiles: "Sir, let me lead you some way."
A kind smile appeared on Cao Cao's majestic face.
The shepherd boy patted the cattle, turned in a different direction, and headed forward.
Cao Cao and his party followed behind.
After traveling a few miles, we found the mark we left the day before.
The shepherd boy said goodbye and left.
…
In a vast green mountain forest, Cao Yi's figure rises and falls, like a nimble ape, and like an erratic ghost, sometimes above the big trees, sometimes among the grass, sometimes under the waterfall...
A quarter of an hour later, we arrived less than a mile away from Yuxu Temple.
Suddenly, a tiger roar came from the direction of Yuxu Temple.
Cao Yi looked up and did not show any worry.
Every time he left Yuxuguan, he would leave behind Yelu Zhigu as a backup.
Not long after, Cao Yi came outside the Taoist temple, and what he saw was not a scene where a wild beast attacked Yelu Zhigu who was standing at the door, and was scared away by the cold air.
Instead, a small eagle with a hairy head, similar to that of a chicken, faced off against an adult wild wolf.
Phew! Phew!
The little eagle chirped, flapped its wings, and attacked the wild wolf. Despite its small size, it was very ferocious and would scratch a little bit of the wild wolf's fur every time.
In less than twenty breaths, the wild wolf, known for its cunning and ferocity, couldn't bear it anymore and ran away with wounds all over his body.
Phew! Phew!
The little eagle chased after him relentlessly, his figure constantly rising and falling on the wild wolf's escape path, grabbing the bloody fur every time.
The wild wolf howled in pain.
"Xiao Tian"
Transmitting spiritual energy every day, if Cao Yi admits his mistake, no one will admit Xiaotian's mistake.
The little eagle suddenly stopped attacking, turned its furry little head, and its little eyes blinked with confusion.
"The first change is that it turned out to be an eagle."
Cao Yi said to himself.
Xiaotian, who looked like a small eagle, sensed the familiar aura on Cao Yi's body and flapped his wings over.
The scarred wild wolf on the ground took the opportunity to escape.
Phew! Phew!
Xiaotian screamed and turned back to chase the wild wolf.
"return"
Cao Yi shouted.
It was useless. Xiaotian, who had changed into a different species, was very aggressive and chased the wild wolf for several miles. He captured the wild wolf until there was no skin left on it. He fell to the ground and died before turning back.
Cao Yi stretched out a hand.
Xiaotian flew over with flapping wings and landed.
Only then did Cao Yi have the opportunity to take a closer look at Xiaotian, who looked like a small eagle. He had a furry head, white tail feathers, white inner bases of flight feathers, and white spots under the wings. He was a young golden eagle, and he hadn't run away.
"Xiaotian, do you still remember who you are?"
Cao Yi tried to ask.
Xiaotian, who looked like a small eagle, looked up at Cao Yi. His two little eyes were blinking, and they looked very cute with their furry appearance.
Cao Yi smiled and walked toward the Taoist temple with Xiao Tian, who looked like a small sculpture. When passing by the door, he took Yelv Zhigu away.
Perhaps because he felt uncomfortable, Xiaotian flapped his wings and flew out as soon as he arrived in the courtyard.
Soon, he flew back again, flying around and around Cao Yi, looking very happy.
"What are you capable of?"
Cao Yi didn't believe that Xiaotian had no abilities after the first transformation.
Xiaotian flew back and landed on Cao Yi's shoulder. He flapped his small white wings and a strange wind appeared in the Taoist temple out of thin air, but it was not very powerful.
"good"
At the beginning, Cao Yi didn't ask too much.
At this time, a swallow flew through the air and dropped a drop of bird droppings, which accidentally landed on Xiao Tian.
Phew! Phew!
Xiaotian flapped his wings and screamed a few times, then chased after him angrily.
"This coward has changed species, and his personality has completely changed."
Cao Yi shook his head and entered the shrine.
Almost an hour later.
There were dense footsteps approaching the Taoist temple.
Not long after, a deep and powerful voice sounded: "My Lord, Mr. Jiumu, is famous, and he came here to pay his respects."
"Come in"
Cao Yi stood up.
As soon as I walked out of the shrine, I saw an old man less than seven feet tall, calm and intimidating, and a middle-aged man with a strong appearance came in successively.
No need to guess, Cao Yi also knew the identities of these two people. One was Cao Cao, the tycoon who had just formally unified the north, and the other was Xu Chu, known as the Tiger Marquis.
Cao Cao came in and was also sizing up Cao Yi. Although he had already met him once, he was still surprised by how young Cao Yi was.
"please"
Cao Yi raised his hand.
Went in, sat down, and said some polite words.
Cao Cao started the topic: "Have you read the letter I left yesterday?"
"Watched it"
Cao Yi nodded.
Cao Cao's calm and confident face had a hint of hope: "Sir, can you cure me and my young son?"
"If it's as stated in the letter, yes."
Cao Yi's tone was very certain.
The hope on Cao Cao's face turned into a smile.
As if thinking of his youngest son's condition, he put away his smile and said, "Without further delay, sir, please come down the mountain with me right now."
