A towering green hill, blocking the distant sky, a bend of clear water, as clear as blue...
At dusk, the returning birds all spread their wings and flew towards the green mountains.
It has been three days since I left Qingyun Temple, and the journey has been smooth.
Ye Qingxuan yawned and stretched his arms, feeling indescribably contented.
On this trip, Ye Qingxuan took the little devil cow Aqing with him. It is also the first time that this person and animal have traveled far. Lying on the generous back of the little demon cow Ah Qing, Ye Qingxuan was very comfortable, even though the journey was long, he didn't feel tired at all.
Patting Ah Qing's big head, Ye Qingxuan pointed to the big wine jar hanging on the left side of the little devil cow, and said, "Are you tired, Ah Qing? I'll buy you a drink when I find a resting place later... "
Moo—
The big green cow let out a long moan happily, which drew a burst of cheerful laughter from the young man.
Thanks to the help of the third senior brother, it was easy to convince the master and get this rare opportunity to go down the mountain. Although the master has sternly told him to return to the mountain immediately after entrusting the letter, it doesn't matter if he goes back for a few days in the evening.
Before leaving, Ye Qingxuan was told by the fourth senior sister. After all, in the eyes of everyone in the audience, he had never been out of the house. Thinking about the difficulties, this fourth senior sister almost followed her... In this way, he was careless at ordinary times, but he was too soft-hearted. Not only did he prepare a lot of silver taels for himself, but even the dry food was packed in large and small bags, which weighed twenty or thirty catties.
The third senior brother drew himself a large map, told himself how to get to Yunzhou City, and wrote a thousand-word "Guide to the Jianghu", telling himself how dangerous the rivers and lakes are, and what should be paid attention to...
After walking along the mountain dirt road for three full days, Qingyang Town has been left far behind. According to the description on the map given by the third senior brother, there is a ruined temple in the mountain not far ahead, and we should stay there for one night tonight. Tomorrow, after crossing that mountain depression, there will be an incomparably wide official road within 20 miles. If you walk east along the official road for two days, you will arrive at Yunxia County.
The sun was about to set, and the sky turned dark.
My luck is pretty good, and I didn't miss Sutou. If I was in the deep mountains and old forests at night, it would be extremely dangerous.
But I have the little devil cow Ah Qing, so I am not afraid of ordinary beasts.
This trip, it is very convenient to have Ah Qing. This descendant of the blue-armored demon ox not only has plenty of physical strength, but also is not slow. The seemingly leisurely pace is almost the same as the running speed of an ordinary pack horse. Running from early in the morning to dusk, I don't feel tired. This day is 800 miles, and I am almost catching up with the famous horse. It is really the first must for traveling.
Thinking of the black-scaled horse I saw before, it is said that it can travel two thousand miles a day, I really don't know what kind of speed it is.
Before the sky completely fell into darkness, Ye Qingxuan finally rushed to the ruined temple in the mountain depression. The dilapidated temple is not too dilapidated, at least there are tiles to cover the roof.
Ye Qingxuan didn't shy away from it, and led Qingniu directly through the dilapidated temple gate and entered the hall.
I don't know which mountain god is enshrined on the dilapidated god. The clay statue of the mountain god is a little tattered, and the eyebrows cannot be seen clearly, and the confession and other things have long been scrapped and scattered all over the place. Ye Qingxuan unloaded the bamboo baskets on both sides from Ah Qing's body, and let Ah Qing move about. He tossed about there, but found two candles and flint, ignited them and placed them at the feet of the statue.
He took two steps back, checked to the end, and said: "This fairy, poor Dao Qingyun Guan Qingxuan, this time I'm staying here for one night. If you bother me, I hope you can take care of me..." Suddenly his eyes turned, and he went back to fiddle with it again. , Not long after, I found a box of high-quality sandalwood, lit three of them quickly, took two handfuls of soil, put them on the ground, and said: "Qingxuan went down the mountain to enter the rivers and lakes this time. To be famous, uh... the most important thing is to keep me safe, thank you, thank you... "
After kowtowing three times and grinning, he began to arrange things for the night.
After all, Ye Qingxuan's real age is not a child. Although he was an otaku in his previous life, he also traveled far and stayed camping. The main reason is that he has a donkey buddy who took him out to play in the mountains a few times.
After a while, Ye Qingxuan was ready for the bonfire and dinner.
It's really thanks to the little devil cow Aqing's load-bearing ability, otherwise the things prepared by the fourth senior sister would be really hard to carry. Among the many dry rations, Qingxuan even prepared a pair of quilts...
After eating a lot of dry food and drinking a large bowl of sake made by the second senior brother, Ye Qingxuan snuggled up to Ah Qing's side, covered him with a quilt, and was content to go to bed.
Just when Ye Qingxuan was about to fall asleep in a drowsy state, there was a sudden commotion outside, and then the temple door that had been closed was pushed open.
Ye Qingxuan sat up in shock, and instantly grasped the Qingsteel sword in the bedding.
A hoarse voice came from outside the door: "Damn it, the door of a broken temple is so weak, we brothers are really lucky to meet this mountain temple in this barren mountain... Brother, let's take a side here..."
As soon as the words fell, two middle-aged men broke in from the outside, holding two long knives in their hands. "Huh?" The visitor was surprised, and the first thing he saw was not Ye Qingxuan, but the big green bull leaning on his back. The two copper bell-sized eyes were shining brightly, looking at him with an impatient expression. Own.
I never thought that such a strong emotional expression could be seen on this animal. I never thought that the person in the ruined temple was an underage Taoist priest. Looking at the sleepy look, it was obvious that he was woken up by his own people. of.
The man in front had a ferocious face, but he managed to squeeze out a kind smile. The man behind was a little thinner. He came in and took a look at Qingxuan. The two put their swords back into their sheaths, and then looked around.
The man with a ferocious face smiled and said: "This little Daoist, our brothers are here to disturb you for a night, ha ha..." After looking around, he asked casually, "I don't know how many people are there with the little Daoist? I Thank you, brother..."
Ye Qingxuan looked at the actions of these two people a little strangely, and said, "I'm the only one here, and I don't have any companions..."
"Oh?" The two looked at each other, and then burst out laughing.
His attitude changed back and forth, from being extremely cautious before to becoming a little arrogant.
The thinner man stared at Ye Qingxuan maliciously, and then walked out of the temple gate without knowing what to do.
The rest of the ferocious men sat wantonly by the bonfire and said, "This is a barren place, my little brother is so brave..."
Ye Qingxuan was really speechless towards this kind of person, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He patted Ah Qing who was a little anxious, lay down and continued to sleep.
Ye Qingxuan, who closed his eyes, didn't notice that when he lay down, the ferocious man snorted coldly, his eyes flashed sharply, and he caressed the handle of the knife subconsciously, showing a murderous look.
There was a creaking sound at the door, and the slightly thinner man brought in two petite little girls from outside, one in his early teens, the other only six or seven years old, the older one hugged the younger girl tightly, They moved in timidly together.
The thin man looked rather impatient, and shouted angrily: "Fucking, hurry up, I'm exhausted after driving the mountain road all day, if the two little sluts slow down, I won't have anything to eat today..."
Ye Qingxuan woke up in an instant, opened his eyes, and saw two little girls, one big and one small, who were kicked down by the thinner man because they walked too slowly, and rolled into a ball.
The thin man snorted coldly, ignored the two little girls, walked to the side of the campfire, took a piece of mustache from the vicious man, and began to eat it.
With a cry, the older girl's face was covered with sweat in pain, but she still firmly protected the little girl with her body, with determination shining in her big bright eyes, she got up again, regardless of her own pain, just walked around Looking at the little girl in his arms, he asked anxiously: "Lingling is not afraid, let my sister see if she is injured?"
This pair of little sisters sat on the ground, both of them were unkempt, and they couldn't see clearly, but they both had a pair of extremely beautiful big eyes.
"Sister..." The little girl clutched her sister's front in aggrieved way, tears rolling in her eye sockets, it looked really distressing.
"Don't cry, don't cry... my sister is fine, does Lingling feel any pain?"
The little girl shook her head, and said slowly: "Lingling is fine..." Then she rubbed her sister's waist with a pair of small black hands, where the skinny man kicked her, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, does it hurt?" Is it?"
It seemed that the little girl had pressed the sore spot all of a sudden. The older girl let out a pain and sweated like rain. The little girl shrank her hands in fright and was at a loss. She just held her sister's hand and cried in worry. It fell down like beads.
The elder sister hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull the younger sister into her arms, and comforted her, "Don't cry, my sister, don't cry, my sister is fine..."
Seeing the two little sisters comforting each other there, Ye Qingxuan had a strange look on his face, and then glanced at the two middle-aged men who were talking and laughing. He snorted coldly, but showed no concern...
Ye Qingxuan's expression darkened, and he said to himself: Damn, I met a human trafficker...