Previous life

Si Shaoqing and Han Jinkun arrived at the border of Taizhou a day late, and finally arrived at the foot of Liao Mountain in the evening.

Liaoshan.This flailing place name gave him a strange sense of intimacy.

"Young Xia Lu!" The bushes shook, and several figures flashed out.

"Boss Dong!" Si Shaoqing said happily: "You also saw the firework order from your young master?"

"Yes! Two in a row, the young master must be in danger!" Dong Biaotou's resolute eyes burst into tears: "However, the terrain here is dangerous, and the brothers have tried their best, but the young master has not been found yet..."

"Don't worry, I have a map." Han Jinkun took out a piece of soft sheepskin from his bosom: "This is the 'Shadow' stolen from the sub-rudder of Jiuxiaotang - the Gathering Party held in Qingyunzhuang this year, Jiuxiaotang will definitely be there Watching from behind." He stretched out his finger and said, "Here, the place marked with red cinnabar is called Zhangya Terrace, and it is said that it is the place where powerful people gather for martial arts duels."

Si Shaoqing looked at the map for a long time, and pointed to a place surrounded by three peaks near the cinnabar mark:

"Let's go here."

Zhangyatai is a place Bu Xuling knows well.When he was very young, he was taken by his father and brother, through a secret path, after several detours, he arrived at the towering Zhang Yatai, and then began ten days and a half months of penance.A little older, Zhangyatai became the stage for him to stand alone in martial arts. Under many starry nights, he defeated challengers from all over the world, and engraved the name of "Shuangjie Qingyun" on the top of Liaoshan Mountain.

He didn't expect that one day he would jump off Zhang Yatai, even though he had just won another martial arts competition.

Every plant, every tree, every stone and stream, not only witnessed his growth and rise, but also witnessed his suicide and demise.

Dusk had passed, surrounded by night, and he fell straight into the darkness, in the direction he thought he could never be separated from that person forever.

Suddenly, his eyes shone brightly, illuminating the thick black mist in the valley; his body stood upright, and in an impossibly steep fall, he stuck to the smooth and straight cliff, the knotweed stick in his hand stabbed fiercely, sparks There were splashes of gravel like rain; his body slammed against the cliff several times, and finally stopped his falling forcefully, hanging on the rock wall.

Bu Xuling, now transformed into "tiger pupil", his amber eyes are shining in the darkness, full of pain, as well as surprise and hope - because he saw, on the cliff where he desperately stopped the fall Above the wall, there is a familiar figure hanging motionless on a protruding old tree.

He wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and was about to climb vigorously, when he heard the crisp sound of a branch breaking from above.

Without hesitation, he swung his arms and swooped, firmly catching the falling figure with both hands, tapped his toes on the cliff, and rose and fell like a monkey, finally landing on a narrow stone step that could accommodate him.

Breathing uncertain.He shook his hands and took off the mask on the face of the man in his arms.

His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and it was hard to hide his familiar handsomeness; most importantly, his breath was still there...

The blood-colored liquid dripped down on that beautiful, sleeping face.

The great sorrow and joy that was lost and found, ransacked his despair and his pride; as long as the person in his arms is safe in his arms, he is willing to sink into the dust, be grateful, and cry bitterly.

Perhaps affected by the sorrowful sobs in the cool wind, perhaps anxious by the warm blood and tears, Ning Zige woke up slowly, and opened his mouth slightly:

"Brother Lei..."

This faint call was like the sound of heaven, Bu Xuling trembled, lowered his head to meet Ning Zige's dazed and extremely vivid eyes, immediately hugged him tightly, and let out a mournful cry.

Ning Zige fell into this wanton and indulgent embrace, so his mind was agitated.At this moment, the two of them are hanging alone on the cliff, and it is conceivable that Bu Xuling sacrificed his life to rescue and follow each other; God will not forsake them, they will share weal and woe in the end, and depend on each other in life and death.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Ning Zige held back the tears in his eyes, and comforted softly; as always, he was both firm and soft.

Where the three peaks are guarded, there is a rushing waterfall.

"The terrain here is more dangerous, and it doesn't seem like a place to stay. Why do you think it's here?" Han Jinkun asked.

"If I said it was just based on a feeling, would you believe it?" Si Shaoqing smiled: "My feeling also tells me that there is a big clue behind this waterfall."

"Zi Ge, can you trust me?" After some time, the emotions of the two gradually calmed down, and they began to think about how to get out of danger.

"Of course!" Ning Zige said affirmatively, and at the same time wondered why Bu Xuling asked such a question.

"That's good." Bu Xuling handed the knotweed stick to Ning Zige: "Luoying disregards the morals of the world and wants to snatch the knotweed stick, and she will definitely not give up; I can't go to the bottom of the cliff, so I will take you to a place; it's a bit scary to walk , I will carry you on my back."

"But you seem to be seriously injured." Ning Zige said worriedly as he sleeved the knotweed stick.

"As long as you can trust me." Bu Xuling smiled, and shouldered Ning Zige shortly: "Hold on tight, no matter what happens, don't let go."

Gathering his breath, he lightly jumped out of the stone steps they were standing on, and with his hands and feet, borrowing his strength little by little, he swept along the cliff to the southwest of Zhangyatai.

It is unimaginable to climb the cliff with bare hands and bear the weight alone.Ning Zige lay on Bu Xuling's back, besides the whistling wind, Bu Xuling's strenuous guttural sounds could be heard; the sweat-drenched skirt on his back was pressed against his chest coolly, making him anxious .There was a faint rumbling sound ahead, and Bu Xuling did not stop, struggling to move forward. After a while, Ning Zige realized that the sound came from a rushing waterfall.

Just as he was trying to persuade Bu Xuling to rest for a while before crossing the waterfall, he seemed to have lost his strength, so he suddenly let go and fell straight into the rushing water.

During the sharp fall, Ning Zige instinctively let go of his arms, for fear of dragging Bu Xuling down; but Bu Xuling turned around to catch him, and the two fell into the rapids in a hug.

There seemed to be another path in the torrent; the two of them went down the current, not knowing where to go, when they were suddenly washed up on a dry flat land.

Ning Zige sat up slowly, looked around, and found that this was the entrance of a cave; the torrent flowing through the cave seemed to be excavated manually, just to let the things carried by the torrent rush up the cave smoothly.

"Brother Lei, is this the secret path you mentioned? It's really scary! Did you jump off on purpose just now?! I thought..."

Bu Xuling was really out of strength at this time, lying on the ground wet and panting:

"Yes, this is the place where I practiced since childhood..." Before he finished speaking, he turned over and vomited a mouthful of blood, and the injuries he had suppressed with all his might finally exploded.

"Ah..." Ning Zige leaned over to hold her, almost crying.

"It's okay." Bu Xuling forced out a smile, and was about to say something to comfort Ning Zige, but the sound of footsteps from inside the cave stuck in his throat.

The nerves that were relaxed when they thought they were out of danger tensed up again.Ning Zige couldn't help but stand in front of Bu Xuling who was too weak to stand up.

"Brother Shaoqing? Boss Dong?!"

The surprise reunion for the rest of their lives makes all words redundant.

Ning Zige was almost hanging on Dong Biaotou's body, so excited that he could only repeat: "Old Dong, old Dong, I miss you so much..."

Biaotou Dong burst into tears, and the dignity of master and servant had long since been forgotten, replaced by strong kinship: "Thanks to Shaoxia Lu, even if I was killed, I would never have imagined that you would end up behind this waterfall..."

All eyes were on Si Shaoqing.

"Well, I probably did. I read the guide..." Si Shaoqing rubbed his nose and gave everyone a confusing explanation. It's time to open the Spirit Ape Cave."

"Without the knotweed, how would they open it?" Bu Xuling frowned suspiciously.

"So, someone needs to sing the show." Si Shaoqing took the mask of the tiger stick and "Twin Heroes of Qingyun" and weighed it in his hand: "Brother Lei stays here to heal his wounds, and Zige and Uncle Dong are here to help you." Brother Lei, Guardian; General Han, let's go to a meeting—Juhao Party!"