Yun Cong scratched the back of his head and smiled. He was not annoyed by Yun Yong's behavior, but cared more about the little beggar around him. He quickly walked over to take a look, but he passed out.
Hunger and overwork pushed the little beggar to the limit of his physical strength, but Yun Yong's push made the little beggar, who was exhausted, unable to hold on any longer, immediately fell down and passed out.
Pulled the little beggar, even though the little beggar's thin body looked very light, Yun Cong, who was also thin, could not move it by himself.
"Hey, come here and help." As a last resort, I had to ask Yun Yong for help.
Yun Yong blocked his ears and ignored him.
There was no other way, Yun Cong had no choice but to help the little beggar up by himself, and he didn't care about the dirt and bad smell, so he just held the little beggar's arm and dragged him slowly towards the view.
Yun Cong's body was very weak. Although this little beggar looked thin and thin, he had a big body and heavy bones. For Yun Cong, he didn't feel relaxed at all. I slipped and almost fell.
Yun Cong knelt down on one knee, the pain in his knee was unbearable for a moment, and he cried out in pain. Trying his best not to let the beggar on his shoulder fall to the ground, Yun Cong broke his own knee. At the moment when he was feeling extremely strenuous, Yun Cong suddenly felt his shoulders loosen, and the arm around his neck was lifted up.
Looking back, it wasn't Yun Yong who came to help.
He smiled at Yun Yong, and before he could say anything, the dark-faced Yun Yong scolded him for a while: "What are you looking at? I owe you, ancestor...won't you help me?" Yun Yong carried the little beggar on his back He threw his back, and roared at Yun Cong who was looking at him with a smirk. "I don't know what I owed you in my previous life. I should pay it back in this life... Pooh! Unlucky, it still smells so bad."
While complaining endlessly, Yun Yong quickly walked towards Guan Nei.
Yun Cong has long known that Yun Yong, who is disgusting and kind, will help. We have lived together for more than two years, and we really know Yun Yong's personality.
"what happened?"
As soon as he entered Guanmen, he was met by Taoist Qingsong, seeing Taoist Guannei carrying a child in, he hurriedly greeted him into the gatehouse, and asked softly.
"Uncle Qingsong, the second uncle came back and told us that someone will follow him back and let us receive him. Then we saw this child go up the mountain and...and... and fainted in front of the mountain. I carried him back, and I don’t know if it’s the person the Second Martial Uncle is waiting for.” Yun Cong obviously paused when Yun Yong pushed the little beggar again, and omitted Yun Yong’s words to avoid unnecessary trouble. brave move.
Yun Yong bowed his head in embarrassment, blushing. After all, the little beggar fainted because he was pushed by him. Although he didn't know how much he was responsible for, Yun Cong's behavior of covering up for him still made him an upright man. Yun Yong felt extremely righteous, and looked at Yun Cong's figure with some emotion.
"Oh? The second senior brother is back? That's great." Daoist Qingsong, who was already very happy when he heard his senior brother returning to the mountain, naturally didn't see anything unusual, turned around to leave, but stopped hastily, thinking to himself: When the second senior brother returned to the mountain, he must have gone to the master's place. Even if I passed by now, it would be an interruption. Why don't I go to catch up with the old master after the two senior brothers have finished talking.
With this in mind, he was not in a hurry to leave.
"Uh, let me see how the child is doing first."
Taoist Qingsong sat on the edge of the Kang, taking his pulse lightly. Gently stroked the short beard under the jaw, and after a while, the round and fat face became a ball, and then sighed lightly, and ordered: "Yun Yong, go get a basin of water... Yun Cong, go find some food. Thin, if not, ask the kitchen to cook some porridge."
"Yes, third uncle."
The two bowed their hands and withdrew.
Taoist Qingsong turned his head to look at the little beggar carefully, and thought in his heart: This child has a strange skeleton and excellent bones, he must be the disciple brought back by the second senior brother, but why didn't the second senior brother directly bring him back to the temple, but Let him follow behind and ignore him? In addition, the qi stagnation in the chest center of this child, and the meridians also show signs of atrophy. If he can't recover soon, he may be at the root of the disease. Not to mention it will be difficult to improve his martial arts in the future, and his life may not last long... It seems that this child also has many secrets.
After tossing and turning for a while, I feel that it is better for the second senior brother to solve the matter here. There are two disciples here to take care of him, so there will be no accidents.
After giving instructions to Yun Yong and Yun Cong, Qing Song saw that the little beggar was still in a coma, and he thought there was nothing serious, so he got up and left, and went to preside over the ordinary affairs of the temple.
It's just that Taoist Qingsong didn't see that when he walked out of the room, the little beggar who was sleeping in bed moved his fingers lightly, and then, a pair of bright eyes opened.
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Xiao Feng, not Xiao Feng.
It's not the hero Xiao who is so passionate in "The Eight Parts of the Dragon", so naturally he doesn't know "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon".
He's just a kid, maybe five, maybe six, who knows? Even Xiao Feng himself didn't calculate it. Children in the mountains do not have the habit of celebrating their birthdays. As long as the children are not starved to death and can be fed, they are lucky.
As the child of an ordinary hunter in the mountainous area near the border in Yunzhou, Xiao Feng has been hunting with the hunter's father since he can remember. Pick it up, or take the opportunity to pick mushrooms and wild vegetables or something.
An honest hunter family, although life is difficult, but also very happy. In the mountainous area, such a child of a hunter's family will grow up to be an excellent hunter after a few years, but fate will always arrange some unimaginable encounters, and some things cannot be fulfilled. willing.
On Kunwu Mountain in Yunzhou, the most ferocious Zijin bandit went down to work, but because he took a fancy to his courtyard as a temporary foothold, he killed his whole family. His mother and sister were even more humiliated and threw themselves into a well to death. At that time Xiao Feng was picking wild vegetables in the cellar and escaped a catastrophe, but he also watched his sister and mother being humiliated, and saw a gangster with a scar on his face covered in a purple scarf holding a steel knife in his hand and going crazy He stabbed in and out of his father's soft abdomen... The father's dying moan was blocked by the blood in his body in a short while, and only the blood sprayed continuously with the movement of the knife in and out—the cry of relatives Little Xiao Feng's eyes were reflected in the sound of his father's dying groans... Every time he fell asleep, he would be tortured by his sister's cries for help, his father's angry roar, his mother's crying before death, and the bandits. Awakened by laughter—
In order to take revenge, Xiao Feng, who was only 6 years old, suffered a lot. Relying on his ancestral traps for dealing with wild animals, he kept making troubles and even killed several enemies with his own hands.
One of them, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, when there was heavy snowfall, Xiao Xiaofeng hid under the snowdrifts and waited for three days. Finally, when the enemy came down the mountain, Xiao Xiaofeng dug for three days and three nights on his way back to the mountain. He insisted on using tiles and hands to dig out a trap deep enough for one person. After the camouflage was completed, he waited for another three days. The enemy returned to the mountain. Seeing that two enemies were ambushed, one died immediately and the other was injured. Xiao Xiao Feng used half a sharpened tile to stole the injured purple scarf and smashed it to death for a quarter of an hour. The blood soaked Xiao Feng's clothes and formed ice scabs... Nine days before and after During the time when Xiao Feng lived on only snow water and the two corn buns in his arms, his perseverance and stubborn character can be seen, and his patience and ruthlessness when confronting the enemy can be seen, just like a lone wolf in the snow, He looked weak and pitiful, but once he made a move, he would bite his throat and never let go.
Xiao Xiaofeng has a small and resolute personality. Although he killed a few enemies by relying on the way of mountain hunters to deal with wild beasts, he also attracted the attention of the enemies. The last few assassinations were unsuccessful, and even he almost lost his life. .
In a critical moment, a Taoist priest saved him. The Taoist priest wearing a green shirt and a long sword, with his slightly curled beard, looked extremely unruly.
His sword is as unruly as his people.
Xiao Xiaofeng will never forget that encounter in his life.
In an understatement, dozens of heads fell to the ground, and those were the main murderers among the Purple Scarf Bandits. They had been doing evil for more than ten years, and no one did anything about it. But at that moment, in front of that sword, they couldn't even resist for a few breaths, and lost their lives in an instant.
From that moment on, this Taoist with two moustache and unrestrained appearance became Xiao Feng's idol in his heart.
Xiao Feng also established the most important ideal in his life, and this ideal that arises by accident has accompanied him for life.
He wants to learn sword.
He proposed to Taoist priests to learn swords.
The Taoist stared closely at his eyes, and then at his blood-soaked and frozen front, appearing hesitant.
The Taoist made his request, which was simple and difficult.
Follow the Taoist and walk all the way back.
It could be seen that the Taoist priest wanted him to retreat...but he insisted, and he did.