Jianghuke

Chi Heting slowly gathered up the scattered letters on the table, and swallowed.

The various forces in Ling Zhuzhou, Xuanzong's stronghold, the devil...

He had an ominous feeling.

Noon Qinghuan picked up a chopstick of stir-fried tender bamboo shoots, watching his face change while eating, it was wonderful, it was really a meal.

When the pavilion master ate two plates of side dishes in a leisurely manner, drank half a pot of wine, and was about to order something else, Chi Heting slowly raised his head, tapped the few lines of writing with his fingertips, it was unbelievable Said: "Is he crazy?"

After entering the Ling Zhuzhou, the red butterfly, who disappeared like a mud cow into the sea without a trace, suddenly appeared in Wuning five days ago, with a butterfly face in red, and bloodbathed most of Xuanzong's stronghold with his own strength. He was seriously injured and fled to Songshan.

"Although there are no black witches above level five, there are more people." Chu Qinghuan put down his chopsticks, "Even at Changhen Cliff three years ago, he only killed eighteen black witches, and even more so after that." There is no such thing as going directly to the gymnasium, and he acts cautiously, only occasionally killing some unlucky guys who bump into his hands."

Chi Heting was dumbfounded, and guessed: "Could it be that he had a whim, felt that the rewards on him were not enough, and wanted to earn more?"

Noon Qinghuan looked at him and didn't speak.

"Or he hated Xuanzong for creating something out of nothing and spreading rumors everywhere, so he killed chickens to make an example...Hey, what kind of eyes do you have?"

"You really don't know?"

Chi Heting choked, and said, "I don't know."

"If you don't know, forget it, just come to Wuning and try the famous dishes of Zuixianlou." Zhong Qinghuan got up, as if calling him here was really nothing important, "I should go back to Pingweizhou gone."

"Wait a minute." Chi Heting was in a hurry, and got up with a "swish". After holding back for a long time, he had to disarm and surrender, "Where is Gu Miao?"

Zhong Qinghuan laughed, and left in no hurry, sat back and said, "It's really strange."

Chi Heting couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"That night you said you wanted a bounty, and I thought it was wrong. The price offered by Xuanzong, you dare not come to collect ten guts from you." Zong Qinghuan picked up a piece of broken gold cake, "Since what you care about is not money , then it is human.”

"..." Chi Heting said forcefully, "Don't talk nonsense. It's just that he hasn't reached the time to die, so he can't die casually."

"Then when will he die?"

"Ten years later."

Zhong Qinghuan was surprised: "You actually think he can live another ten years?"

Chi Heting: "..."

indeed.

Single-handedly broke into Xuanzong's stronghold, even he himself was not sure that he would be able to escape unscathed, Gu Miao not only did it, but also ran away smoothly, which is really admirable.Judging from Gu Miao's style of acting, one day is too much.

Not to mention, it's miserable, he really outlived himself in his previous life.Feeling deeply frustrated, Chi Heting said, "So, can the Lord Pavilion Master tell me his whereabouts?"

Noon Qinghuan spread out a map, drew down a road with his finger, paused, and said, "Right now, Chidie is fleeing to the north of Songshan Mountain. However, the north of Songshan Mountain is a high cliff, and there is only a wooden suspension bridge to get there. Go. If he can cross the bridge before Xuanzong and other forces, and then cut down the suspension bridge, maybe he can last for a few days."

"Songshan North, is there a way to go directly to the other side of the cliff?"

"Of course there is." Zhong Qinghuan said, "But if you can imagine it, others can too. It depends on who is faster."

"I can do whatever I want. I have my own plans for the rest, but I'm alone and I don't have the skills to do it all. Do me a favor, Lord Pavilion Master." Chi Heting slapped the map, leaned over, and said with a smile, "OK no?"

Songshan is called a lively place.

Someone has even set up a pergola at the foot of the mountain, selling herbal tea, snacks, and everything else.

"Young man, do you want to go up the mountain? Come and get the map of Songshan Mountain! It's easy to be fooled! Ten taels of silver a piece!"

"Hey, young man, there are a lot of mosquitoes on this mountain, and they are very poisonous. The mosquito repellent incense packs four pennies each! And this grass ointment to relieve itching..."

"Shaoxia, Shaoxia! These days, there are more people entering the mountains than rabbits in the mountains. It's better to bring dry food to hunt wild game! Look at this cake, how solidly baked it is! A pack of eight coins!"

Chi Heting: "..."

He ignored those people and went straight to the north of Songshan Mountain.

There is indeed an old road in Songshan North that people can walk on, but it has been abandoned for many years, and it is almost impossible to find the road. If you are not careful, you will get lost, let alone find someone in the vast mountains and wild trees.

From a distance, Chi Heting saw a few people sitting on the side of the mountain road, looking very idle.

"This little brother," one of them saw him approaching, got up and stopped in the middle of the road, cupped his fists and said, "Xuanzong is on business ahead, this road is temporarily blocked, please forgive me, little brother."

"Xuanzong?" Chi Heting rubbed his chin, "It's strange, do you really want to catch Chidie?"

The rumor that Gu Miao was carrying a treasure map was spread by Xuanzong himself. How could he even lie to his own family?

"Chidie bloodbathed my Zong Wuning stronghold for no reason, how can we not seek justice for those brothers who died in vain!" The man said righteously, "He is a lunatic, and these days he kills anyone he sees. There are many innocent people among them. We can’t let this devil continue to be a disaster, someone has to do it for the people. My Xuanzong is the number one sect in the martial arts world, so I will naturally do my part!”

"Then... what about the treasure map on his body?" Chi Heting said, "Everyone should have a share of this treasure map, right? You are blocking people here to prevent people from going up the mountain, do you want to use your power to bully others?"

"...a mere treasure map, it won't be too late to discuss and make a decision after the devil is executed."

"Oh." Chi Heting nodded, "But I want to go up the mountain now."

"you……"

"So, excuse me, please." Chi Heting smiled, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder twice. The big man was about to get angry, but suddenly his whole body froze, his eyes disappeared, and he fell limply.

The rest of the people all stood up and shouted: "Who are you! How dare you fight with Xuanzong..."

There seems to be a breeze blowing the leaves, and the shadows of the trees sway gently.

At some point, Chi Heting stood on the mountain path, with his back to those people, and slowly put a strangely shaped scimitar in his hand into the leather sheath.

"Remember to have a good pregnancy in your next life."

There was the sound of falling to the ground one after another, and there was a dead silence.

Songshan North Suspension Bridge.

Noon Qinghuan had guessed well, Gu Miao crossed the bridge before the pursuers did, and then turned around and cut off the bridge cable with a sword, leaving a large group of people on the other side of the cliff staring blankly.

He was a little tired, and he didn't bother to see how the people on the opposite side were so distraught, they staggered and disappeared behind a bush, sprinkling a bunch of sporadic blood.

"The devil has escaped! What should we do?"

"Songshan North must have a way to go, hurry up and inform the people down the mountain!"

"What about us?"

"Go around, you idiot!"

All sects and sects jumped into chaos. After all, when they got the news, they didn't know who the devil who was killing in Wu Ning was, so they came here with a passion.It's good now, when it comes to the battle for the treasure map, there are not many people here who can make up their minds.Only Xuanzong was still sober, knowing to send people to block the road first, and then slowly gather people.As for these stragglers, there is no way to get even a hair in the end.

Gu Miao found a hidden place to rest for a while, tore off the hem of his clothes and wrapped them around the wound indiscriminately. He didn't even think about finding some home-grown herbs to stop the bleeding, it was useless anyway.

After a while, he dozed off.

A lock of broken hair hangs on the side of the face, casting a faint shadow on the butterfly mask, making the lips more pale.The whole person is curled up in the bushes, and at first glance, it looks like a red flower that was accidentally left behind.

Gu Miao slept very lightly, her thick eyelashes trembling, as if she would open her eyes at any moment, revealing the cold and ghostly gaze underneath.

Fortunately, in Songshanbeili, there are only idle birds chirping for the time being.

After the suspension bridge broke, he had to breathe for most of the day, and his energy improved a lot. After waking up, he began to look for water sources under the moonlight.The vines and grass roots under his feet were tangled and overlapped, and he tripped several times in a row. He only thought it was dark and didn't care.

The stream under the cold moon was glowing, Gu Miao took off her mask, washed her face, drank heavily, filled her skin with water, and continued on her way.

It is best to find the way down the mountain before dawn, and after leaving Songshan, find a place to change into this clothes, and then return to Wuning to recuperate.

Good idea.

Sunlight pierces through the misty mountains, and the drowsy forest suddenly brightens, even the dewdrops on the grass blades are clearly visible.Gu Miao suddenly stopped and touched her bosom.

Touched empty.

The well-hidden wooden box was gone.His face did not change, but his eyes sank. He unconsciously pinched the grass stalk in his hand and began to rub it.

Maybe maybe maybe... Lost near that stream.

Gu Miao pondered for a while, and looked ahead.The way out is close at hand.

The pursuers who came up from Songshan North Detour may have reached the stream yesterday.It's just that whether to take this risk or not is up to oneself.I have to go back and find that box of medicine.

He didn't hesitate for a long time, and set foot on the return journey again, one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking back according to the way he came from in memory.

Chi Heting knew that he was a bit late, but he didn't expect that there were quite a lot of people going up to the north of Songshan Mountain. A small stream was dyed red, and he didn't know what a tragic scene upstream was.

It's easy to find someone.

He hurried all the way along the stream, and saw several dead bodies lying in the stream one after another, all of them were black witches, and he couldn't help but feel lost.It seems that a large number of Xuanzong's troops have already gone up the mountain, so Gu Miao is afraid... more than auspicious.

Chi Heting wiped off his sweat, and said in his heart that it was the utmost kindness for me to come all the way here, if you don't support yourself, you will die of love.

He happened to bump into a vine in front of him, under which there had been several years of impenetrable shrubs, and he was about to cut it off with a knife, when someone in front laughed and said, "Is this what you are looking for? thing?"

Chi Heting: "?"

In the next moment, someone coldly said: "Give it back to me."

The author says:

Brazenly begging for a wave of starfish (shaking the bowl