Qi Wuhuo was so immersed in his mind that he subconsciously moved forward after hearing this, and took a few more steps away from the rocks. The full moon hangs high in the sky. The moonlight flows down like water. The line of sight in front of him suddenly opened up, reciting a poem.

People have already come into view.

Under the full moon, above the bluestone, an old man in a purple robe sat cross-legged on it, with white hair and beards, but in good spirits. A gourd was hanging around his waist, a smile on his lips, and he was stretching out his hand.

Greet him over.

As the winter night approaches, an old man meets another in the mountains.

It may be a passerby who has lost his way, but it may also be a demon. Qi Wuhuo pursed his lips, pulled the place where he carried the basket with his left hand, and pressed his right hand down at his waist. There was a small dagger there, grinding

Get sharp.

It is impossible for a young man to be bullied by those ruffians in the town just to rely on the knowledge of books.

He took a few steps forward and said, "It's already late, it's almost winter, and the mountains are particularly cold. When it's ugly, I almost freeze to death. Why is my father still staying here?"

The boy's actions naturally could not hide the many [Study Immortals] around him.

The many birds, beasts and monsters hidden around were almost shocked when they saw this. The old man in front of him had his own identity and magical powers. He came here to set up an extremely mysterious magic spell, which attracted many monsters to preach, although the monsters were all the monsters

I don't know his identity, but I'm very respectful.

The boy somehow broke in and was so courageous.

A big tiger with white eyes next to it covers its mouth with a big tiger with claws, and its eyes are as big as a worldly cat, which is suppressed. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Is this young child not afraid of anything?!

But the old man didn't feel anything. He just stroked his beard slightly, and suddenly smiled and pointed at his leg, saying:

"My husband's family is in the west of the capital. He came here to visit relatives and friends. When he saw the scenery of the mountain was very good. He went up the mountain to enjoy it. Before he knew it, he missed the time. When he was in a hurry to go down the mountain, he stepped on the wrong foot and threw his leg.

.”

"If you don't see people in front of you and don't see the road behind you, you can only sit here for a moment and make some noise, hoping that there will be a woodcutter who has not gone down the mountain and can attract you, and helpers will be there."

"Otherwise, if the mountain is blocked by heavy snow today, I will die on this mountain and be eaten by wild animals."

This joke made the monsters on the mountain shudder for several times. Qi Wuhuo looked at it. Under the moonlight, the old man's legs and feet were indeed strange. He put down his vigilance, walked forward, checked the wound, indeed

It really has a flesh-and-blood feeling, and it is undoubtedly a human being.

Seeing that it was an elderly man, he hesitated and left for most of the time. He immediately knelt slightly, letting the old man stretch out his injured leg, pressed it for a little, and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that it's okay, it's not hurting the muscles and bones, apply it to the wound

The medicine is resting, and it will be restored in about a month."

He first corrected the bones of the old man, then took out dry food and clean water in bamboo tubes to let the old man take it to satisfy his hunger. The old man smiled and said, "Do you know medical skills?"

Qi Wuhuo helped to trap his injured leg with a cloth strip, and said without looking up:

"Five years ago, I ran with a gentleman for a while and he taught me something."

The old man looked slightly distorted and said, "Is that your teacher?"

"Where is he now?"

Qi Wuhuo's movement paused and replied:

"When I passed by Bingzhou, I accidentally fell into the demon country. At that time, there were hundreds of thousands of displaced people. The demons were doing business on the roadside, and people were used as vegetables. If I had to pass the demon country checkpoint, I would get a hundred pounds of vegetables and meat.

He walked into the vegetable market by himself and changed me out."

"Say: Young people live."

The old man's face became more ashamed, and suddenly he felt his legs tightening, but Qi Wuhuo tried hard to tie his injured legs up. Then the young man breathed a sigh of relief and looked up and smiled, "In this case, my father-in-law's legs would be fine,

But it was getting late, and there might be heavy snow these days."

"When the snow melted, the mountains were extremely cold, and even the blind bear would find a place to get up and fall asleep. If the father-in-law doesn't dislike it, why not stay at my house for a while and wait until the injury is healed before talking about anything else, or I carry my father-in-law to the town at the foot of the mountain.

Although the town is remote, there is also an inn where the father-in-law can live freely."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "I think I'm very close to you with my little brother."

"If you don't think I'll bother you, the old man, I really want to spend a while with you."

So Qi Wuhuo circled the basket with a rope, hung it around his neck, placed it in front of him, squatted down slightly, letting the old man lie on his back, and then got up.

He often goes to the mountains and forests, chops firewood and carries firewood. He is actually in good health. He is not a big deal with an old man on his back, but he still steps like flying.

The night fog in the past was still heavy, and now Qi Wuhuo can be seen.

The old man lowered his eyes slightly, thinking of his nature, so he did not let the fog dissipate, but became deeper, making the mountain road seem steep and his own weight gradually increased.

When Qi Wuhuo walked out ten steps, he was still like an ordinary old man.

Taking twenty steps is like a thirty-year-old man.

After more than a hundred steps, he was almost like a stone statue on his back, just approaching the upper limit of Qi Wuhu's strength. He was extremely tired but could support it. Qi Wuhu's steps gradually slowed down, but he never stopped.

The night finally got deeper.

As winter approaches, the wild beasts in the mountains are so hungry that they have to accumulate enough fat to survive this severe winter. The sky is blue and the trees are silhouetted. The sound of wolf howlings can be heard in my ears, as if they are approaching.

If it is an ordinary person, most of them are already trembling.

Qi Wuhuo's breathing was a little messy, but his steps were still steady. He just moved his right hand down and put the dagger around his waist. In addition, it was the young man's sweat-soaked clothes and the heat on his neck that proved that he was indeed

It's a huge loss of physical strength.

The old man nodded in a slight praise.

Suddenly Qi Wuhuo whispered and said, "Old sir, I just met for the first time, so I held the dagger; I invited you down the mountain, and it was a little presumptuous. I hope you don't care. It's because I smelled the smell of monsters, so

Worry."

The old man seemed shocked: "Monster?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "Yes."

The old man said: "Can you smell the monster?"

Qi Wuhuo paused and then replied:

"If you see too many monsters, you can smell them a little."

The old man was speechless. When he contacted the previous demon country and the disaster, he could also know that this was definitely not a memory that ordinary people would like to contact.

Suddenly I felt that it was boring to try my mind like this.

Isn’t this boy’s temperament as clear as the bright moon?

He sighed inwardly and simply dissipated the spell.

Qi Wuhuo did not realize that the weight of the old man behind him weakened in an instant.

A mysterious feeling surged into his body to heal the many hidden injuries left by the disaster. Qi Wuhuo only felt that the meridians in his body were relaxed in an instant, and the yang energy was born in the soles of his feet, and the lost physical strength had recovered in an instant.

, Looking up again, the fog at night had dissipated, and you could see the lights faintly on the road ahead.

Qi Wuhuo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said happily:

"Brother-in-law, my town has arrived."

After saying that, the wind blew, and he walked down the mountain with the old man on his back.

The moonlight is bright in the sky, and the young man strides and walking at Yamamoto at night is extremely dangerous. However, in places where the naked eye is invisible, there are groups of monsters to protect them and expel the demons, silently, like a guard of ceremonies, majestic and profound, spiritual

The fox holds a candle in front and the tiger presses its claws behind.

Those wolves and beasts who were fainting from hunger did not dare to come at all, and the wandering ghosts who gathered yin energy in the mountains did not dare to bully themselves.

Here, the mountain gods wandered out at night, free and easy, and saw a group of monsters walking at night from afar. They were dumbfounded and were so shocked that they retreated for more than a hundred miles. When they turned around, they were still covered by the fog. They could not see their way forward and their way backward.

He was even more palpitations, afraid that the demon, the Great Saint, the True Immortal on the Land was on patrol, and hurriedly burned incense to tell the gods.

Qi Wuhuo walked down the mountain, and the old man looked back.

The night fog that covered the mountains and rivers suddenly condensed, and the fog became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was just a piece of purple gauze on the hat.

In addition, the mountains and rivers are clear and the wind is clear and the moon is bright.

That's all.

"Let's go and go back to the little brother's residence."
Chapter completed!