turn the mountain

Zhang Ji's high fever didn't subside for several days, so Zhang Zhi just told him to rest and eat wild fruits every day to satisfy his hunger.Zhang Zhi woke up that day and saw Zhang Ji sitting on the ground, his face was much better than before.He went up to touch Zhang Ji's forehead, and it was no longer hot, so he said happily, "Grandfather, you are all right!"

The rags and branches wrapped around the injured foot were removed by Zhang Jiquan and thrown far away.He stared at his feet and frowned: "I still can't move."

"It's okay," Zhang Zhi said, "teach me how to catch rabbits."

In the past few days, he only ate wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. He felt that his whole body smelled of rotten wild fruits, and his throat was also burned by the sour juice of the fruits.He thought that Zhang Ji had some tricks of a hunter and could teach him to make a trap.But Zhang Ji said: "Pick up a few stones and stand on a high place, and when you see the rabbit running, hit it in the eyes."

Zhang Zhi was dumbfounded, Zhang Ji saw him like this, laughed triumphantly, and said: "The strength of the hand should not be too heavy, nor too light. If it is too heavy, it will let it hear the wind, if it is too light, it will not die."

If you can't learn the skill of hunting rabbits, you still have to pick wild fruits.Zhang Zhi learned how to climb trees and rocks after many falls.Flying on the mountain road, like a little monkey.He rolled up his sleeves to prevent the bark from rubbing the fabric, and with a push between his feet on the tree trunk, he clung to the lower branches.Then go up layer by layer like walking a ladder, and climb to the top of the tree in a short time.Looking down, there are indeed some bushes trembling slightly, presumably some rabbits and rodents are gnawing on the dry grass.I just hate that he can't learn the hunting method of using stones instead of arrows, so he can only watch in vain.

At this moment, a black shadow swooped down from the sky, and landed on the trembling grass just now.The black shadow flapped its wings a few times, lowered its head and pecked at something in the grass, it turned out to be an eagle.Zhang Zhi was overjoyed, took a handful of fruit in his hand, threw it in the direction of the eagle, shouted: "Go! Go!" while turning over and jumping off the big tree.He was afraid that the eagle would catch the rabbit and fly away, so he ran over in a hurry.Suddenly, I heard two barking dogs, and a faint human voice came from below.His heart trembled, and he leaned behind the boulder and looked down.Zhang Zhi has good eyesight since he was a child, and since the distance is not too far, he can vaguely see the face of the person coming.This man was leading a yellow dog, his eyes looked familiar, but Zhang Zhi couldn't remember where he saw him.In order to get closer, he walked down a few steps, squatted on the protruding stone in the center of the rock wall and looked at it, and suddenly realized that this is the boy next to his father!Zhang Zhi stood up straight and was about to call and wave at them, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

The last time I saw this man, he was still wearing a servant's shirt.Nowadays, they are all wearing dark and strong clothes.Zhang Zhi suddenly felt cold all over.The assassin who jumped down from the beam to kill them seemed to be wearing exactly such a suit.While the yellow dog was still sniffing left and right, he quickly climbed back to the original place and hid behind the boulder.

The dog barked suddenly, his heart beating wildly, and he leaned against the stone and took a deep breath.When the dog finally stopped barking, Zhang Zhi poked her head out cautiously, just in time to meet the man's eyes.Even though he was far away and his facial features were nothing more than a lump of color, he felt that the man's eyes were full of murderous intent, like a knife pressing in front of him.

He didn't know whether the man saw him or not, so he didn't dare to trust him, and ran back with his body bent all the way.Zhang Jiduan sat on the ground, saw him panicked, and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhang Zhi gasped: "He...they are here!"

"Did they see you?" Zhang Ji raised an eyebrow and asked.

Zhang Zhi nodded hurriedly and said, "There is only one person with a dog."

Zhang Ji listened, closed his eyes, and stopped asking questions.After a while, Zhang Zhi couldn't help asking: "Grandfather, what should we do?"

"Wait to die," Zhang Ji said.

"There's only one of them," Zhang Zhi argued loudly.

Zhang Ji cast a sideways glance and said, "The louder you scream, the sooner you will die." He added, "Since he dared to come to me single-handedly, he must be the one with the strongest martial arts among the group. Now I can't move, of course there is nothing to say."

Zhang Zhi didn't give up, and asked: "Then if grandfather wasn't injured, would he be able to beat him?"

Zhang Ji snorted coldly and said, "This meager martial art is not enough for my San Wang Dao."

The two were relatively silent.Zhang Zhi couldn't describe how he felt when he thought of dying.A few days ago, he already felt that there was nothing wrong with dying, but he was unwilling to die so easily.Zhang Ji looked at him with a straight face, and said: "If you want to survive, there is a way. It's just that whether you can succeed or not depends on yourself."

Zhang Zhi raised his head and asked quickly, "What way?"

Zhang Ji called him to come over and said, "Although you are not good at learning, my Sanwang saber technique is the best in the world. If I can catch him by surprise, I might be able to kill him in one fell swoop."

Not long after, the sound of dogs barking came from outside.The dog couldn't climb up, so it could only bark wildly underneath.Zhang Zhi hid on the side of the cave wall, held his breath and did not dare to move.Zhang Ji lowered his head and sat in the center.The man in black put his left hand on the entrance of the hole and jumped up, while his right hand clasped the door, catching a flying fruit pit.

"I haven't seen you for a long time," the man said with a smile, "It's my fault that I didn't entertain you well enough to let Senior Zhang live here."

Zhang Ji didn't say a word, and flicked his fingers repeatedly, and hit three more fruit cores.The man caught them one by one, put them into his arms, and said: "There is another little friend, why don't you come out to meet?"

"Let's go," Zhang Ji said coldly, "Are you going after him?"

"It doesn't matter," the man was afraid of Zhang Ji's deceit, and he still didn't dare to approach, "It won't be long in these days." He took another fruit pit and hit it back with his backhand.Zhang Ji couldn't move his legs, he hit him right in the chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"I also thought that senior was lagging behind, and it turns out that the road can't be walked anymore," the man in black finally moved forward, holding an iron dart in his hand, and was about to kill Zhang Ji.Zhang Ji looked at his nose, nose and heart, and didn't react at all, but Zhang Zhi was so anxious that his eyes were tearing apart.Zhang Ji had just negotiated with him, if the assassin fell for the trick, Zhang Ji pretended to escape and lured him into the cave step by step.He focused all his attention on Zhang Ji, so Zhang Zhi could take the opportunity to jump down and stab him in the vitals.Unexpectedly, this person was very cautious and did not go deep into the cave.Seeing that the hidden weapon in his hand was about to be released, Zhang Zhi didn't care anymore, jumped off the stone wall, stood in front of his grandfather, and said angrily: "The thief, come at me!"

This person had seen Zhang Zhi's martial arts when he was pretending to be Zhang Liu's servant, and he knew that what he learned was not even superficial.At this time, he was close to him, so he didn't feel annoyed, and bent his hand into a tiger's claw to grab him.Zhang Zhi wouldn't dodge, just watched him stretch his fingers closer.

"Sword three, four," Zhang Ji's voice sounded coldly from behind.Zhang Zhi is not good at learning skills, he just memorizes the sword technique, but his footwork is still far from mastery.The third form of the saber technique is "Death to Death", which he has learned before, but the footwork does not know where to step the legs.Seeing that he was about to be grabbed by the man in black, Zhang Zhi rolled on the spot, and escaped by luck.As soon as the man failed to catch him, he told him to roll from under his side to behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, Zhang Ji raised his hand and threw three more fruit cores, shouting, "Chop!"

Zhang Zhi didn't have time to think, and quickly raised the long knife, which was the last move of "death".At this moment, every swing of the knife in the morning for seven years constituted an infinite comprehension, from which speed, accuracy and strength flowed into his current body.Suddenly, Zhang Zhi felt blessed, he clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and chopped down with all his strength.The man was instantly cut in half by the sharp blade, from the back of the head to the tailbone, there was not even the slightest skew.His head was also split open, and he was definitely unable to survive.Zhang Zhi was drenched all over his head and face with blood, and his hands and feet became cold from fear, so he dragged his long knife and walked back into the cave.

Zhang Ji leaned against the stone wall and beckoned him to come over.Zhang Zhi felt that his grandfather had become scorching hot again, as hot as a charcoal stove.Grandpa hugged him, grabbed his hand, looked around in the dim light, and fumbled on his sleeve. He didn't know what he found, and suddenly he laughed "ho ho".Zhang Zhi looked along, only seeing a few dark red marks on the coat.He remembered that it was Rajen's hand that had left him.

The bloodstains had fainted, dried up, and darkened, and he couldn't help crying when he saw the bloodstains.Seeing him crying bitterly, Zhang Ji rarely reprimanded him. Instead, he laughed more freely, talking to himself in a hoarse voice while laughing.

Zhang Zhi was tired from crying, and fell asleep in his grandfather's arms at some point.When he woke up the next day, the sky was bright, but Zhang Ji's body was cold and stiff.When he walked out of the cave, the morning sun was pouring its brilliance to the west, and when the sky and the earth met, there was a continuous layer of thin clouds, dyed into a streak of blood by the morning light, and I don't know where it fell in the east.