Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

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Walking along the foot of the mountain, Yang Jian and Zhan Zhao were not good at talking, so the atmosphere seemed a bit dull. Fortunately, the mountain scenery along the way was so beautiful that they didn't feel irritable.

Zhan Zhao felt that this Yang Jian was very familiar with the path of Huashan Mountain. There was already a group of lush vegetation in front of him, and the sun was not visible. He led him to turn around and turn around, and then walked on a new path, although obviously not many people walked by it. , Some places have been almost flooded by wild flowers and weeds, but there is no obstacle to walking so casually.

Unconsciously, the sun has risen.

Walking in a hurry, Zhan Zhao was panting slightly, and began to feel a dull pain from the wound, his chest was so heavy that he could hardly breathe, secretly guessing that the wound had begun to flare up, it seemed that the comfort just now was really only due to the effect of the medicine, and he still insisted Well, even if you fell off such a high cliff, it would be difficult for an immortal to fully recover in just a few days.But Zhan Zhao still didn't open his mouth. From a distance, Huashan Mountain doesn't seem to be very vast, but when he was in it, he found that the road was winding and deep, and the mountain was unpredictable. Maybe it would take a few days to walk according to the long story. up.

Yang Jian was three or five steps ahead of Zhan Zhao, always separated by such a short distance, Zhan Zhao walked a little faster, Yang Jian also went a little faster, Zhan Zhao slowed down, and Yang Jian also slowed down. down.

Zhan Zhao looked at Yang Jian and felt a little curious in his heart. This man walked on the road without making any sound. Even someone with the best lightness kung fu could not walk leisurely for a long time, so this man's kung fu is really unpredictable. .Why hasn't there been any relevant news in Jianghu?

After walking for a while, Zhan Zhao finally couldn't help calling softly: "Benefactor..."

He was interrupted by Yang Jian before he finished speaking, his voice was still light and steady, just like walking in a bamboo hut when we first met, without any ups and downs, he just said lightly: "Don't call me by this name again, I am very happy It's outside."

Zhan Zhao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then, what should I call Mr. Yang?"

Yang Jian said: "Don't call me Mr., I don't have much knowledge."

Zhan Zhao paused for a moment, then stopped on his feet. Yang Jian seemed a little surprised, so he also stopped and looked back at Zhan Zhao. But still bright and refreshing, with a very serious expression, he couldn't help turning around and walking in front of Zhan Zhao, helping him smooth the loose hair behind his ears, and said with a slight smile, "How old is this year?"

Zhan Zhao was a little confused, and said, "It's 25."

Yang Jian's expression became misty, as if he was remembering, and there was a hint of mistyness in his light voice: "25 years old, it's the most prosperous age - I'm going a little fast, you can say it, you must call it What about me, just call me Second Brother, my brothers all call me that. When it comes to age, I am really much older than you. Calling me 'Second Brother' does not offend your dignified Southern Xia status. "

Zhan Zhao's face turned even redder, and he said embarrassingly, "I'm not with the second brother, so I called the second brother, don't mention Nan Xia, I'm afraid that even my second brother's skill is [-]% Not enough."

Yang Jian said: "Where, your kung fu is definitely one of the best in today's arena. Although I have never set foot in the arena, I still have some vision."

As he spoke, he walked side by side with Zhan Zhao.

Slowly they also talked with each other.

Zhan Zhao found that Yang Jian said that he "has little knowledge" is definitely a kind of politeness and humility to outsiders. Whether it is the customs of the world, or various events in the evolution of history, Yang Jian always picks up as many treasures as he likes, and even some He also knows a thing or two about the long-lost martial arts cheats and medical classics.

Zhan Zhao sighed sincerely: "Second brother knows so many things, even Mr. Gongsun, who is known as a think tank in Kaifeng Prefecture, is far behind me. If second brother can communicate with Mr. Gongsun when he arrives in Kaifeng, he will definitely let Mr. Gongsun know. Benefited a lot."

Yang Jian shook his head slightly, and said: "I haven't studied the Four Books and Five Classics formally. They are all heretics. If I like to read it, I just read a few more books. Those who can't be on the stage-let's say it first, I just give it away. You go out to catch the escaped suspect, and I don't care about the rest."

Zhan Zhao said: "Yes, I know, I already have the second brother Lao. This is my duty, but I have to spend time with the second brother Lao. Zhan Zhao already feels very embarrassed."

Yang Jian gently waved the ink fan and said, "I only do what I like. If you are always so embarrassed, it will be too boring to make me feel embarrassed in the end."

Zhan Zhao nodded with a smile.

It was noon, and the two had already turned out of the col.

The road crossed much smoother, but when he reached the depths of the woods, Zhan Zhao gradually felt the pain from the wound, although he was still persisting, Yang Jian had already noticed.Yang Jian glanced at him inadvertently, and said, "I've been walking for a long time, let's take a rest and let me see if the wound should be changed."

Zhan Zhao wanted to be polite again, but suddenly remembered Yang Jian's words just now, and hurriedly said, "That's fine, I'm getting overwhelmed."

The change in Zhan Zhao's expression did not escape Yang Jian's eyes, but he just smiled, pointed to the front and said, "There is a big tree stump over there, let's sit there for a while."

Zhan Zhao followed his fingers and looked over but didn't find it. When he turned around, he really saw a big tree stump surrounded by three people, it was two feet high, and the surrounding weeds covered it, but Yang Jian didn't know how to find it. .

Yang Jian went up and flicked the grass on the tree stump with a flick of his sleeve, beckoned Zhan Zhao to sit over, and explained: "I cut down this tree many years ago, so I remember it."

Zhan Zhao was curious. He didn't know what Yang Jian would do with such a thick tree, but he couldn't ask, so he had to swallow his curiosity back.Yang Jian saw it clearly, sighed inwardly and couldn't explain it, it was originally a thousand-year-old tree demon, because the Three Holy Mothers of Cholera Huashan were unable to resist back then, so they specially asked Chen Xiang to go to the Heavenly Court to find him for help, and he fought the tree demon for a long time, In the end, the inner alchemy was shattered and the demonic power was dissipated, but it was a pity that a thousand-year-old tree was finally made into a couch by Chen Xiang as a tribute to himself.Telling Zhan Zhao these stories, I'm afraid they will feel suspenseful when they hear them as stories.

After resting for a while, Yang Jian helped Zhan Zhao heal and change his dressings. He untied his thin clothes, his brows were already slightly frowned, and the wound wrapped in fine linen under the clothes opened at some time, with a faint trace of blood. Zhan Zhao hadn't come out yet. Voice.Yang Jian knew how unbearable the cracked pain would be after the potion wore off, but the young man in front of him insisted on keeping the pain silent.A trace of pity suddenly rose in his heart, and there was a faint pity between the pity, which was so subtle that Yang Jian was a little at a loss.Dissolved the inner strength of the elixir cultivated by Dongdijun and gently applied it on the wound, then bandaged it again and tidied it up. He asked, "Can you still persist?"

Zhan Zhao only felt a burst of coolness at the wound, and the burning pain gradually subsided, and he felt relaxed all over. Hearing Yang Jian's question, he said, "Yes, let's go earlier."

But Yang Jian was not in a hurry, and said: "Let's take a rest, this mountain road can't be walked out in a short while, how many days have you been chasing the suspect into the mountain and going around?

Zhan Zhao thought for a while, and said, "I don't remember, there must be four or five days of chasing and fleeing, right?"

Yang Jian said: "We can go out in less than three days. It's been a long time. Are you hungry? I'm looking for something to eat."

Zhan Zhao hurriedly said, "Let me go..."

Yang Jian said with a smile: "You just took the medicine, you need to wait a while to use the internal force to guide the medicine to move your tendons, and I will not be idle if you meditate slowly. Are you still familiar with me in this mountain? Or are you worried about my skills? "

Zhan Zhao thought about it too, so he nodded and said nothing.

Yang Jian flicked his robe sleeves lightly and disappeared into the forest.

Zhan Zhao sat quietly, slowly guiding the internal force to heal the wound, and felt a warm heat emanating from the dantian, traveling with the blood, cuddling everywhere he went.

Yang Jian turned around the mountain forest to hide his figure, but he didn't bother to climb the branches and fold the leaves, leaning on a big tree surrounded by a stream of light flashed at his fingertips, and a little old man with long beard and white head appeared along the stream of light Come.

The little old man looked around hesitantly, and was taken aback when he saw Yang Jian, fearing that he might make a mistake, he quickly raised his sleeve and rubbed his eyes to take a closer look, but Yang Jian couldn't help laughing and said: "Don't look, it's me! "

The little old man was so frightened that he suddenly fell down on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't know if the judicial god is here, and it is a sin for the little old man to be far behind to meet him. I don't know what the real king is talking about here?" tone.

Yang Jian laughed and said: "Get up, I'm only here for vacation, what's wrong with you? I didn't come to you to embarrass you, just talk nicely."

The little old man wiped his sweat, stood up tremblingly, and laughed at himself: "Yes, yes, yes, the little old man is just a tree demon, how can it be worthy of the real king's visit? I have been here for more than 1000 years, and I have never seen him before." It’s just a matter of passing Zhenjun’s three or two sides, and if Zhenjun has any orders, just say it.”

Yang Jian said: "I just want you to find some wild fruits to eat, why are you nervous, don't need too much, hurry up, I have to hurry."

The little old man was baffled, what kind of mountain fruit does the judicial god want to eat?Are you still on your way?Where is he going? Isn't it just a matter of pausing half a cloud?Although I had some doubts in my heart, I didn't dare to ask, and just went away in response.Not long after, he came with a bamboo basket, and Yang Jian poked his head to see that the basket was full of juicy wild fruits, exuding a fresh and fragrant fruit fragrance.

Satisfied, he took it over and said, "Thanks for your hard work, I will count on my favor later."

The little old man hurriedly said "don't dare" in fear and then disappeared.

Yang Jian turned around and walked towards Zhan Zhao with the bamboo basket in his hand. He had just taken two steps, and after a short pause, the bamboo basket turned into a coarse cloth package with a flick of his hand, before he left.

Zhan Zhao had finished his work, Yang Jian could see clearly from behind the tree, but he only walked out unhurriedly after Zhan Zhao calmed down.

As soon as Zhan Zhao looked up, he saw Yang Jian, and was about to get up. Yang Jian lightly pressed his shoulder, and said, "Don't move around, you just restrained your energy, and the medicine hasn't fully attached to the meridians, so don't make any big moves at this moment."

Zhan Zhao didn't insist either, but moved aside as if inadvertently, leaving a large space.Yang Jian sat next to him, handed the package over, and said, "The ones in the deep mountains and wild ridges just picked a few fruits to fill your stomach first, and there is a small village not far ahead, the villagers are simple and honest. It is warm and hospitable, and it will not be a problem for us to borrow a night, and we will avoid sleeping in the wilderness."

Zhan Zhao took the package with a smile, opened it to have a look, and was about to hand one to Yang Jian, but Yang Jian shook his head and said, "I don't have an appetite for these, you can eat."

Zhan Zhao vaguely felt that this "Second Brother" seemed to be different in many ways, but he couldn't tell what was different. He always felt that his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through the surface of all the dust in the world and see what was going on inside him. What's on his mind, he can know it without saying it.

It should be a very dangerous thing to have such a person by his side, but for some reason, Zhan Zhao felt very peaceful in his heart.

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