Junior Disciple C

Here is a vast and lush mountain forest, unlike the flat plains, the terrain is uneven, the mountains are undulating, and the old trees of different heights are close together one after another. I don't see the turbulent waves on the coast, but I have become a forest and the wind blows the forest.

Also because of the rugged terrain and inconvenient travel, few people live nearby.

Generally speaking, at the highest point of this mountain forest, if you look for a hundred miles, you will not see human habitation.

But today was a little different. On a small road in the forest where a herb picker came out, four people walked in pairs.

Hao Chen unfolded his fan, covered his forehead with the fan, and looked up at the sun that Zhi Lie would be dazzled if he looked directly at it for a moment. After watching for two seconds, he immediately lowered his head and blinked.

After the dizziness in his eyes subsided, he couldn't help asking Feng Ye who was beside him: "How long do we have to go?"

Hearing this, Feng Ye stared at the map in his hand and pondered for a while.This map is drawn by hand, the lines are messy and primitive, and there is no aesthetic feeling at all. The only saving grace is that the markings are clear, and you can barely know how to go.

This is what he asked the residents of the passing villages and towns to draw on the way here.For this picture, Feng Ye spent a lot of money. Once again, he emptied his own family which was not rich, so that the villagers who could not read a single word worked hard to help him make up the picture.

This move was very necessary, because it was only when I entered Longqiu that I realized that this place was so barren, apart from a few of them, there was not even a ghost.

There are no ghosts, naturally, and no one asks for directions. If there is no this map, then they can only be like headless flies, wandering around in the woods.

The four of them set off from Lingxiao Sword Sect, then went to the nearest pier, and took a boat to Longqiu. As Longqiu was so barren, I also knew that there was no direct route here.

They disembarked from other stations, and then borrowed various means of transportation along the way, including horse-drawn carts, ox carts, and even donkey carts, without missing a single one.

They are all from the immortal sect, logically, they would not be reduced to the point where they would lose their immortality by riding in a donkey cart.

But among the four, two of them are weak on the surface and can't control the sword. The other two, one of them is a novice on the road, and he is easy to fall when flying by himself. Serious injuries have not healed, so it is not advisable to use spiritual power rashly.

So the four of them could only honestly keep company with all kinds of livestock, and hitch a ride with a traveling businessman or a farmer going to the market.

After walking back and forth for three days, I finally came to Longqiu today.

The four of them left the last village they passed in the early morning, and then went deep into the hinterland of Longqiu. Up to now, the sun has risen to three poles, and it is the noon time when the sun is at its most venomous.

Feng Ye studied for a long time, but he really couldn't estimate how far he and his party were from the finish line on this completely hand-painted, scaled map.

But how far can it go, at most two or three days, and it will definitely be able to walk directly through Longqiu.

It's just two or three days of walking, and it's not a big deal for a practitioner.

Although it is a bit torturous to travel under such a sun, the monks have their own way to adjust their breath. Fang Yang and Cao Zirui walking in front are very energetic, talking and laughing, jumping up and down, without a drop of sweat on their foreheads , and threw Feng Ye and Hao Chen away from time to time, and ran together to see the scenery on the side of the road.

Feng Ye himself thought it was okay, but he only walked for half a day, so he didn't even need to take a break.

Only Hao Chen, with a sleepy look on his face, asked "how far is it?" no less than five times in just one morning.

And the interval time is getting shorter and shorter, and the frequency is getting faster and faster.

Feng Ye felt that the fish's laziness had flared up again, so he simply folded up the map and put it in his sleeve, and replied perfunctorily, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Hao Chen's eyes hadn't fully lit up yet, and Feng Ye made up his mind: "We'll definitely be there in two more days."

Hao Chen's eyes turned resentful in an instant, he stared at Feng Ye quietly, staring at Feng Ye could not help but tremble under the sun.

Feng Ye felt that Hao Chen was making trouble out of no reason, so he had only been walking for a long time, so there was nothing to be tired about, this fish was not a young lady who didn't leave the house, she was so delicate.

Although he didn't say what was in his heart, the expression on his face showed it clearly.

Hao Chen couldn't help but defend himself: "It's too dry here..."

Although the Lingxiao Sword Sect is not close to the sea, it also belongs to the plain near the sea, so the air is humid. Even if it does not rain in spring and autumn, the quilt cannot be dried all year round.

But Longqiu is located in the northwest inland. As they went deeper into Longqiu, they were getting farther and farther from the coast, and the air was getting drier.

Ordinary fish cannot live without water. Although a big fish like Hao Chen can move freely on the shore, in the final analysis, he is still a fish that likes water.

He hates the dry air and the scorching sun.

In Beiming's year, most of the time you can't see the sun, and the rest of the time, the sun is also genial and warm, making people want to sleep after drying in the sun.

Hao Chen didn't feel any discomfort when the sun had not fully risen in the morning, but as the sun shifted, he felt that the water was leaving him at an accelerated rate, and if he stayed for a while, he might become a dried fish.

Although it was a bit exaggerated, he didn't want to go forward under such a sun at all, it was sincere.

Such sunlight should sink into the deep sea, quietly waiting for the hottest time to pass in the cold water.

Instead of turning yourself into a salty fish that has lost all water on the shore.

Hearing Hao Chen's reason, Feng Ye didn't realize it at first, what's wrong with being dry.

But when he rolled his eyes, he had an epiphany.

This fish is acclimatized.

It seems that Hao Chen didn't intend to be lazy, it's the nature of fishes, they don't like to move around in such a hot environment.

Although Feng Ye himself can barely be considered a seafood, he is close to water, but he is not as dependent on water as Hao Chen.

Seeing Hao Chen's look of wanting to lie down immediately, it is estimated that only a rain can relieve him.

But it's useless to think about it. Although Feng Ye is a dragon, he can't rain.

In most myths and legends, flying clouds and spreading rain is originally one of the abilities of the dragon clan.

This is not false, the dragon living in the East Sea of ​​the Heaven Realm can indeed fly clouds and spread rain, but Feng Ye is a Yinglong cultivated from Jiao, and it is still somewhat different from that kind of natural dragon.

His strength comes more from the evil spirit brought out from the Emberless Vision, that is, the black mist, and the ability to control water, he does have it, but it is not his strong point.

He could control the flow of water in the deep sea, but he couldn't conjure a rain out of thin air in such a dry environment.

Since Longli's rain was not enough, Feng Ye couldn't think of a solution for a while, so he asked Hao Chen, "What do you think should be done?"

Hao Chen put on a pensive look, but his heart was filled with joy, here we come, Feng Ye finally fell into his trap.

His sleepy look was half real and half pretending, just waiting for Feng Ye to ask him, so that he could reveal his long-awaited plan.

"You carry me on your back." This was Hao Chen's answer after pretending to meditate.

If you can't ride the prototype of Yinglong, the next best thing is to ride a human figure, which can be regarded as enjoyable.

And Feng Ye's answer was, with a look of contempt "you are dreaming".

"Sigh." Hao Chen sighed and put on a look of interest. He didn't make any unreasonable demands, but walked silently and with difficulty against the scorching sun.

Feng Ye walked beside Hao Chen. He was very firm at first, and it was purely delusional for him to carry the fish.

But he saw that Hao Chen's figure was staggering, like a drunken man, unable to maintain his body balance.

Feng Ye was not so firm anymore.

After walking a few more steps, Hao Chen's face became weaker and weaker, almost making people think that he was terminally ill and dying.

Feng Ye began to waver.

Hao Chen staggered, and almost hit his forehead directly on the rocks on the ground, but he regained his balance at the critical moment, barely stood up, and showed Feng Ye a self-reliant smile of "I'm fine".

Feng Ye: "..."

The two teenagers who opened the way in front finally realized that the two of them were running too fast, leaving the two behind who were obviously young but walked slower than old people too far.

So, they returned along the road and saw Feng Ye was carrying Hao Chen on his back, walking slowly forward.

The plan succeeded, and the sleepy look on Hao Chen's face immediately disappeared without a trace. He chattered in Feng Ye's ear, admiring the scenery on the dragon's back while pointing fingers at Feng Ye's posture with him on his back.

For a while, he felt that Feng Ye's hand holding the crook of his leg was too hard, which made him a little itchy;

The "#" sign on Feng Ye's forehead was getting bigger and bigger, almost covering his forehead.

Fang Yang and Cao Zirui ran back to him, and asked Feng Ye, "What's wrong, Brother Hao?"

They thought that Hao Chen might be injured, otherwise why would Feng Ye carry him.

Before Hao Chen explained, Feng Ye said in a bad tone: "His leg is broken."

Although this was purely slander and sarcasm, Hao Chen did not justify himself. He also knew that he was getting carried away, and if he made further progress, the dragon might throw him off his back.

So Hao Chen remained silent, acquiesced to Feng Ye's slander, and wrapped his arms around Feng Ye's neck to prevent the dragon from throwing him down.

"Why did you break your leg so well?" Fang Yang muttered a little strangely.

But Feng Ye and Hao Chen didn't intend to answer, so Fang Yang could only keep his doubts in his heart.

However, after observing Hao Chen's leg, Cao Zirui knew that it was not broken at all, and why Feng Ye was carrying Hao Chen behind his back, and why did he say that.

Cao Zirui also thought of a reasonable explanation, probably the two were flirting.

He still hasn't forgotten the scene of the two people suspected of kissing when he just woke up from a coma in the secret place of the floating island.

After the initial shock, he slowly accepted the fact.

Two men don't seem to be a big deal. The road to practice is destined to be lonely and long. If there is a caring person who can accompany you, it doesn't matter whether it is a man or a woman.

Among the group, only Fang Yang was completely out of the situation and didn't understand what was going on.

But he didn't know what to do, but he also knew that Senior Brother Waste Chai would probably be very tired walking alone, so he suggested to Feng Ye: "Brother, we were walking ahead and saw smoke from cooking in the forest ahead. , it seems that there are people, should we go there to rest?"

Rest your feet...Although Hao Chen lives up to his name and his human form is not light, Feng Ye feels that he can still persevere.

He doesn't need to stop, but he needs to ask the way.

It is only a general statement that the soil is hidden in the mountains and rivers of Longqiu. In fact, there are more detailed records in the files.

There is a saying in the world that times have passed and circumstances have changed, and the sea has changed.Time will give the same land a completely different look.

Longqiu was not so rugged and inaccessible from the beginning.

Legend has it that this place used to be the site of the imperial city of an ancient country, but due to the change of dynasties, an unprecedented earthquake broke out in Longqiu hundreds of years ago, destroying all the former site of the imperial city.

In Pingyuan, the mountains and rivers were uplifted due to the compression of the strata, and the buildings that were originally distributed on the ground were also buried underground, with only a few sporadic places exposed to the ground.

Ling Yun was the Xi soil found near one of the ruins.

So Feng Ye's destination is where these relics are located.

These ruins have sunk into the ground for hundreds of years. Although there are parts exposed to the surface, most of these parts are covered with vegetation and blend with the surroundings.You can't see it from a rough bird's-eye view from the air. Only when you walk through it can you know that there is an ancient city buried here.

So Feng Ye didn't ask Fang Yang Yujian to find the way, it was just a waste of time, Fang Yang might get lost.

Then, compared to searching blindly by yourself, it is obviously a wiser choice to ask some residents who live here to ask for directions.

What Feng Ye asked before was a medicine farmer who often went to the mountains to collect medicines, and the other party did know where there were relics.

But Feng Ye had studied that map repeatedly, and it was in line with the road conditions at first, but as he went deeper into Longqiu, the hand-drawn map with a random proportion deviated more and more from the actual road he walked. If you follow this picture, you may eventually deviate from your destination by a hundred and eight thousand miles.

So he needs to find another person to correct the direction. If there are people living in the front, this kind of people who live in the mountains must be more familiar with the situation in Longqiu than Yao Nong.

Thinking of this, Feng Ye replied: "Lead the way."

Fang Yang gladly took the order, and walked ahead with Cao Zirui to lead the way.

Wang Shan ran to death, and the four of them walked for another half an hour before they actually reached the place where the cooking smoke was.

After all, young people are full of energy, Fang Yang and Cao Zirui still look relaxed.Hao Chen was also very relaxed, he still had the time to take out his fan, pretending to lie on Feng Ye's back to fan Feng Ye.

Feng Ye had actually thought about it a long time ago and realized that the fish was deliberately pretending to be garlic, but he also knew that the dry environment did have a certain impact on Hao Chen.

So after all, he still didn't throw Hao Chen down, and half-accommodatingly carried Hao Chen for such a distance.

But that was all there was, Feng Ye immediately let go of the wooden house that was emitting smoke.

Hao Chen also tactfully got off Feng Ye's back, and accepted as soon as he was good.

This wooden house is not big, but it is not small, and it is even divided into two rooms.

But there are only these two rooms here, other than that, it is the same vast mountain forest as other places in Longqiu.

This wisp of cooking smoke floating alone in the sky, far away from human habitation, seems a little lonely and lonely.

I don't know who this person lives alone in the mountains.

As Feng Ye thought about it, he saw the owner pushed open the door of the wooden house. He was a muscular, bearded, middle-aged man, and he looked at Feng Ye and the others with an unfriendly expression.

The movement of the four of them walking was not small, so it was normal for the owner to notice it.

And besides that, there was movement in the house, and there seemed to be someone else.

Sure enough, not long after the beard came out, another person walked out of the room, a tall man with a scar on his face.

"What are you here for?" the bearded man who came out first asked.

"Oh, let's ask for directions. It's not convenient for Fang to take a rest by the way." Fang Yang replied politely.

"No..." The bearded man just uttered a word of refusal before it snapped in his throat.

Feng Ye glanced at Scarface's hand that was just grabbing the back of the bearded waist, but didn't make a sound.

"It's okay!" Scarface rounded out the words in a daze, and with an enthusiasm that did not match his appearance, he greeted the four of them: "Come in and have a seat. It's better to be late than to be lucky. We did it." The rice is all game from the mountains, do you want to try it?"

"How embarrassing..." Fang Yang said embarrassing words, but his steps forward had already betrayed his heart.

He does have an interest in the constant aromas of meals wafting from the house.

When Cao Zirui saw that Fang Yang had gone in, he naturally followed.

Only Feng Ye and Hao Chen were still standing at the door.

Scarface looked back at them, and said with a smile: "Why don't you come in?"

Feng Ye finally took a step, and Hao Chen closely followed Feng Ye's steps.

Seeing this, Scarface and Beard went into the house first to prepare meals.

And Feng Ye and Hao Chen walked slowly outside the house, the distance to the wooden house was only ten meters, the two of them seemed to have walked out of the distance of ten miles, and they whispered while walking.

"Fellow Taoist Feng Ye thinks there is something wrong with these two people?" Hao Chen lowered his voice and asked.

Although Feng Ye didn't say a word, Hao Chen was keenly aware of Feng Ye's suspicion.

Feng Ye chuckled, and also replied softly: "In the deep mountains and old forests, two middle-aged men living together obviously have problems."

Those who live alone in the mountains are either hunters or hermits who hide from the world.

Seeing how illiterate these two people looked, it was obvious that they couldn't be hermits.

Then there is one possibility left, the hunters hunting in the mountains.

But hunters have no reason to live in the mountains. Orions usually build a hut in the mountains, so that they can hunt until it is too late, and they can have a place to stay overnight when they can’t go home.

And these two men look like they have lived here all year round, and the house is fully furnished. This wooden house is not just for resting.

Then this motive is very doubtful, because Longqiu has rich soil, the soil here is fertile, and it is far richer to be a farmer here than in other places.

Even if they don't have a field, these two people seem to be strong and strong, and it is better to work in a landlord's house than to be a hunter.

But these two men went the other way and went to the forest in the mountains, saying that they had no problems, Feng Ye didn't believe it.

Although Hao Chen intuitively felt that the two were wrong, he couldn't help but argue with Feng Ye: "So sure?"

Feng Ye gave Hao Chen a sideways look, and asked back, "If you were to choose, would you choose a man who is neither relative nor old, and lives together in the deep mountains and old forests?"

After all, humans are social creatures, and most people would not choose to live in such a remote mountain away from human habitation.

It would be understandable if he lived with his daughter-in-law, at least it wasn't too lonely.But with a man who is not blood relative, staring at each other every day, don't you panic.

Hearing this, Hao Chen made up his mind. He and Feng Ye built a small wooden house together in the forest and lived a happy life with only each other. He couldn't help showing that smile that made Feng Ye puzzled, and then Showing a serious expression to Feng Ye, she replied solemnly as if saying the vows of marriage: "I am willing."

Feng Ye: "..."

He deeply felt that he could not communicate with Hao Chen, so he immediately took a long leg, stopped dawdling with Hao Chen outside the house, and walked into the house by himself.