Mount Lu Hun: Volume 1

By Zhang Dai

All your three kingdoms are in the world, while the world of the flat pea is in a mountain. Your three kingdoms all go out to collect your brothers and sisters to fish for beautiful girls and boast, but the world of flat peas, is only the morning dew against the sunset, the grass against the winter, the sky above the earth, against the spring and autumn and the earth above the mountains.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Dec 13, 2019
• ISBN: 9781647815721

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LEGHORN

CHAPTER 1 - A BOY FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE MOUNTAINS

Lu Hengshan, under the Department of Hongnong County, Luheng County.

Lu Hengshan was more than three hundred li wide and was dependent on Yi Shui. The mountain was shrouded in mist, the trees were green, and the beasts were moving in it. The mountain was covered with clouds, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of fog. At the foot of the mountain, there were trees and wild vines, making it very difficult to walk through. It was just like a place with no one around.

It was winter now, but the snow was already falling heavily between the mountains. The sky, the clouds, the mountains, and the water were all white!

This year's snow had come a little early, and many of the households who had not hunted enough to survive the winter could not help but sigh. Originally, this kind of deep mountain did not have much cultivated land, and would not grow much millet, but in the past, they would always split into two teams in front of the snow-capped mountain. One group was led by the village head, and they would choose a few villagers with good legs to take the fox and dog skins that they had accumulated over the past few days to the county city outside the mountain to exchange for food and iron tools; the other group would be led by the village's best hunters to hunt the mountains for a few days. These grains and meats were enough to make a warm winter in a village that was only a few dozen households long.

But now, the village chief had gone and not come back yet. The hunters had left the mountain early, not because they had come back with a load, but because the sudden blizzard had forced them to come back.

The hunters who had gone down the mountain were all gathered in the temple built on the mountain in front of the village. They looked at the dozens of pheasants and geese piled in the middle of the house with a worried look on their faces. There was a small deer, but it was not much better than the dozens of families in the village that were waiting to be fed — how were they supposed to get through this winter?

Their father had gone out with the village chief to exchange goods. Before he left, he had given the four of them to the village's only Rose Flower, Wang Chai, saying that he would take them to practice. If these four had even the slightest bit of laziness, they would fight to their deaths! Rose Husband was one of the lowest official positions in the Han Dynasty. In the village, they were inherited from the Wang family. When the time came for them to transfer, they would go to the county outside the mountains. However, in Wang Chai's generation, when the Wang family's sister-in-law died, she had always been single, so it seemed like she never had the intention to remarry. And the Wang family's sister-in-law also didn't leave any children for the Wang family, so as long as there was a young son in the village, they all wanted to send it to Wang Chai to help out.

No matter how young this Rose Man was, she was still an official!

The fourth brother, Ding Xiaochun, was a young man. He unwillingly suggested to Wang Chai, Uncle Firewood, now that the snow has just arrived, let's hide for a while. This early snow is just like this. We just need to avoid this for a while and wait for it to become a bit smaller. How about, we go up the mountain again? "

Wang Chai looked at him coldly and said after a long time, Your father wants you to learn craftsmanship from me, not throw your life away.

Ding Xiaochun was not convinced and wanted to argue again, but was pulled back by his younger brother, Ding Xiaoxia. He spat resentfully and went to the entrance of the temple to watch the snow without making a sound.

Ding Xiaoxia took a look at her brother, who looked childish, and carefully tested him out. But Uncle Firewood, we … we …

We don't have enough to eat! Ding Xiaochun abruptly turned his head to interject, as if venting his anger, These little fawns are not even enough to last us four this winter!

Brother! Stop talking. Ding Xiaoxia nervously looked at Wang Chai's face, afraid that he would be displeased.

Wang Chai ignored Ding Xiaochun and asked the other hunters in the room. Le Tian's people were looking forward to the village chief's team bringing back some of the village food for the winter. The worried but helpless people scratched their heads without making a sound. Some of them might have some ulterior motives, but due to Wang Rose's attitude, they didn't dare to say anything. Wang Chai saw everyone's expressions and took a last glance at Jiao Dazhi, who was hiding in a pile of firewood in the corner of the room. He let out a breath and said, Dazhi, what do you think?

Hearing this, Jiao Dazhi let out an ah, it was clear that he was in a daze just now. Wang Chai told him the question again. He was stunned for a moment and frowned. After a long while, he forced out a sentence, I agree with Ding Dai.

Dingdang was Ding Xiaochun.

This was out of Wang Chai's expectation, Wang Rose looked at Jiao Dazhi from head to toe – in reality, Jiao Dazhi's leg wasn't big, it was just a nickname. Three years ago, he was lost and fainted in the middle of a mountain. Coincidentally, he was picked up by Wang Chai who came up the mountain. After waking up, he didn't say a word. At first, everyone thought he was a mute, and if it wasn't for the simple customs of the village and the fact that Wang Chai was a hunter's expert, he might have already been driven to the mountains or starved to death in this chaotic world. After more than a year of silence, the simple comfort of the villagers deep in the mountains had finally moved him. When Jiao Dazhi opened his mouth to speak, it frightened several villagers around him.

As if possessed by some sort of magic, Jiao Dazhi's thinking speed was always slower than others by a few beats. Since he could not remember his full name and home, he could only mumble that his surname was Jiao. But Jiao Dazhi's legs were especially good, and his physique was much stronger than the average villager. Thus, he got the title Jiao Dazhi and gloriously joined the village hunter team led by Wang Chai.

Wang Chai obviously valued his big feet more than Ding Xiaochun. Seeing that the other party was at odds with him, he did not make a fuss and continued to ask: Tell me why.

The snow has come early this year. Not only are we afraid, the big and small jackals, tigers, and leopards of this mountain must not have prepared anything. They will definitely come looking for food. We might as well use the game as bait and make a dozen traps. We don't need to stay here forever, we can just go into the mountains once every two days. This way, no matter how big the snow on the mountain, we won't have to set up any dangerous cards.

Wang Chai's eyes lit up as he praised, Good idea! He then laughed loudly, That's great, Big Foot. Look at how you haven't spoken for a year or so. With just a single word, you've solved the big problem of our village's livelihood.

Tch! Ding Xiaochun whispered, Isn't it the same as my method?

Wang Chai had good hearing and heard Ding Xiaochun's complaints. He reprimanded him coldly, My boy, if you had told me your Uncle Jiao's plan just now, your Uncle Wang would have said that you couldn't do it.

Ding Xiaochun nodded resentfully. After Wang Chai turned his head, he stuck out his tongue and made a face at Wang Chai's back. Just as Ding Xiaochun was hesitating as to whether he should spit behind Wang Chai's back, Ding Xiaoqiu and Ding Xiaodong walked in from the backyard with a young Taoist. As they walked, they shouted, Grandmaster Qing Niu is here, Grandmaster Qing Niu is here!

Wang Chai and the others turned to look — it was a boy dressed in a mackintosh, about the age of six or seven. He had clear soup and white water, a pretty face, and there was even baby fat on his face. The little boy's Taoist name was Qing Niu, and it was the temple wish in this mountain temple. The original temple wished greengrocer six years ago when he went out on a trip to carry back from the mountains. Later on, when Master Qing Cai drove the crane to the west, the 6-year-old Master Qing Niu became the only godly stick in the mountains.

However, don't underestimate this six year old little trump card. Grandmaster Qing Niu will tell you what it means to bully people with your intelligence. He saw the Cyan Ox Grandmaster following behind Ding Xiaoqiu and Ding Xiaodong with a serious expression. His small face and facial features were all squeezed together, as if he was trying to explain with his life, I'm not cute, I'm very serious and I'm not cute, I'm very serious. Ding Xiaoqiu and Ding Xiaodong automatically entered the role of Erasers, while the great Cyan Ox Grandmaster strutted forward with vigorous strides, attempting to create an aura of the supreme being that was floating like an immortal …

Although it was not the first time he saw it, Dante's Little Chun could not help but want to laugh out loud. Fortunately, his younger brother, Ding Xiaoxia, was quick to stop him. Grandmaster Qing Niu walked to the praying mat in the middle of the room and waved at Wang Chai with a benevolent smile. Hello everyone.

Greetings, Green Ox Grandmaster! Wang Chai and the rest bowed mechanically.

Thank you all for your hard work. Master Azure Ox said in a childish voice.

Grandmaster Qing Niu, thank you for your hard work. Wang Chai and the rest replied.

The Daoist boy was clearly satisfied with their reply. This was the reason why he felt that he was so domineering. Before he could clumsily sit down, Ding Xiaochun, who was hiding behind Wang Chao, anxiously complained, Great Master Qingniu, the method you taught me last time was wrong. Xiao Ya still doesn't like me!

Before the green ox Daoist child could say anything, Wang Chai's face darkened as he scolded, Impudent! Who allowed you to be so rude to the master! Furthermore, we are talking about a big matter that concerns the entire village, how can you bother Master with such a small matter!

Ding Xiaochun had been choked on by Wang Chao and was already on fire. Moreover, this matter was related to his life and death affairs, so he did not care about the whole village's affairs. He unhappily shot back, Didn't the master always say that there is no detail to this matter? It's clear that you haven't finished this matter with me. Of course you have to settle this matter with me first!

Wang Chai was about to flare up, but he was interrupted by a fit of coughing from the Daoist boy. Everyone understood that this was the prelude to Grandmaster Qing Niu's words. As expected, when everyone came back to their senses and saw him, the Daoist Priest casually extended his hand and made a floral gesture, Infinite Sky Sovereign, the people of our sect are the ones who consume all life, one person is the one who saves all lives, and the rest of the villagers are the ones who save all lives. Although the latter is more important than the former, it is not wise to assume that the former is lighter than the latter. After he finished speaking, he looked around and saw the entire room was staring at him. He helplessly sighed and bluntly said, It's also a matter of the baby. Since I've helped, I'll help to the end. So, baby, you first.

That's reasonable! Ding Xiaochun then revealed a smiling face and proudly glared back at Wang Chai, implying, Look, all the masters agree with me. He then wanted to run in front of the green ox Taoist, but Wang Chai grabbed him and coldly scolded, What are you doing? Just stand here and say it.

Ah is talking about my 'private' matter! Ding Xiaochun, who had privacy, was unhappy. She poked her head out from Wang Chai and said, Master, don't you think so?"

The term privacy had been taught to him by the green ox Taoist.

Cough cough. The green ox Daoist opened his mouth and said in a neutral tone, Wang Rose, let him go.

Wang Chai had no choice but to withdraw his hand. Ding Xiaochun glanced at Wang Chai happily, then ran in front of the green ox Taoist and squatted down. He lowered his voice and said in a sneaky voice, Master, didn't you say that every day when I send flowers to Little Ya, she will like me?

It can't be, isn't that little brat in the village a girl who likes flowers? The Daoist boy furrowed his small eyebrows and pretended to be serious, but he said with a guilty conscience, She doesn't like flowers?

Not really. Ding Xiaochun tried his best to recall, In the beginning, she was very happy to give it to her every day, but she no longer hated me as much as before. It was three days ago when she suddenly stopped caring about me and continued to hide from me.

Three days ago? The temple boy was surprised and asked curiously, What flower did you give her three days ago?

It was picked from a small valley at the back of the mountain. It's vermilion in color and very pretty. Ding Xiaochun was very happy. It seemed that he was very pleased with himself for being able to find such a flower in this season. He then reluctantly said, Me has picked the flower for Little Ya, but she has also never seen or seen it. She is very happy. But after that, she didn't like me anymore... Even when I sent her flowers, she hid from me and refused to accept it."

This isn't scientific, the cow-wielding boy thinks. Flowers lovers don't like flowers, and there are usually only two situations: I'm in a bad mood, not happy flowers and I'm sick, not happy flowers. He asked again, Did something happen to me in the past few days?

Ding Xiaochun paused for a moment and thought, I heard a few girls who were close to her say that her body was constantly having erythema, and the itch was unbearable …

The Daoist boy stared at Ding Xiaochun as if he was looking at an idiot. He said bluntly, It looks like the flowers you picked for me have made her allergic …

What? Ding Xiaochun's eyes widened. Allergy?

CHAPTER 2 - NIGHT RETURNING FROM SNOW AND SNOW

The cold wind howled, and the snow falling from the forest gradually grew heavier.

Ding Xiaochun had been kicked into the corner of the room by Wang Rose because he was shouting in front of the great master. However, he couldn't hide his happiness. The great master had just told him that his beloved girl Xiao Ya didn't dislike him, but she was pricked by him — the little boy had explained the meaning of allergy for a long time, but Ding Xiaochun still couldn't understand it, so he could only tell him that Xiao Ya was pricked by his flower, and every time she pricked him!

However, it's good as long as the sinner is a flower. Ding Xiaochun happily thought to himself. At most, he would learn a kind of flower from a master next time and give it to Xiao Ya.

Wang Chai saw that he was no longer in the way of a child, so he directly asked the Daoist boy Qing Niu the question he had just asked. At this time, the little Daoist boy didn't have a stick in his hand. His two thick eyebrows were all gathered together. He opened with his old habit and asked, What are you guys thinking?

It was unknown whether it was because the villagers were simple and honest, or because they trusted the Daoist boy from the Green Cow, but Wang Chai shook out all of the suggestions that Jiao Dazhi had made without any intention of hiding anything. The Daoist boy listened attentively and thought for a moment. I agree with Bighead, but I want to add two things …

After hearing Grandmaster Qing Niu's suggestion, everyone gathered their attention, because every time, Grandmaster Qing Niu would give them a better and more comprehensive suggestion. Big Foot's suggestion was very good, but it was still a bit lacking. After this heavy snow, we could only dig traps in the nearby mountains, because further on we were not enough men and we were not familiar with them. This way, the rice noodles are smaller, and the food may not meet the expected standards. I suggest that we not only set up traps and observe from the ground, but also see which beasts and birds are more active, and we will specifically set more places open for them. Also, if there are any living animals in the traps, we might as well let them call out more and attract more living animals, the more the merrier. "

The room was extremely quiet. Only the young voice of the Daoist boy, Qing Niu, could be heard. Crack * The sound of a broken branch interrupted the quiet. Everyone turned to look at the 'culprit' in the corner of the room — it was Ding Xiaochun who had lost his consciousness and stepped on a dead branch. When he saw everyone turn to look at him, it was rare for this usually thick-skinned person to blush. He timidly said, I didn't do it on purpose, I really didn't do it on purpose … As he said this, he felt that he wasn't wrong, why did he keep apologizing? One by one, they stared back at him!

The Daoist boy didn't care about him and continued, Another thing is, we can't just count on the beasts in this mountain. When the snow stops, you can scatter some millet and sorghum in the open area of the village. Put a net over that fishnet at the back of the village, and if any birds come and eat it, you can let them go. Before he could finish his sentence, Ding Xiaochun interrupted excitedly, There is such a method? Master, why didn't you tell me earlier that I won't have to worry about being a netizen in the future!

Sin! This is only a way to save lives. What we should focus on is to rely on the mountains to eat the water, and to cut off the leaves and roots. According to your method of eating, all the birds in these three to five hundred miles of mountains have long been eaten by you. What will your family be eating then?"

Ding Xiaochun's face reddened as he was told this, but he thought to himself that he should be able to do it a dozen times a year. Furthermore, I won't let you see or eat it, so I'll give it to you! I want all of you to die.

The Green Ox Grandmaster did not care about Ding Xiaochun, but added on, "Finally, there is a small stream at the back of the mountain in our village. You can make it freeze faster by laying a thick branch of grass. Once this mountain stream is frozen, you can make a hole in the middle of this thick layer of ice.

This suggestion was not only for Ding Xiaochun, but even Wang Chai was stunned by it. He said in a dull tone, Master, are you saying that fish will automatically jump out when you open a hole in the ice?

The Daoist boy froze for a second. You don't know when to beg a carp for ice?! 24 filial piety! Then, after thinking about it for a while, he realized that Wang Xiang, that filial son of a masochist, had probably done the same thing in the past few years. Now that the news from the outside world had been cut off in the mountains, it was normal for them not to know about it. The Daoist child didn't explain any further. He concluded, Just do as I say.

Okay. Wang Qiangfu knew that Daoist Master Qing Niu had finished answering, so he leaned forward and said, Greetings to Great Master Qing Niu.

Upon seeing this, the other hunters also hurriedly bowed and said, Greetings, great master Green Ox …

He hurriedly moved his feet while everyone was kowtowing. This ancient man was truly courting death. He had to 'kneel down' if he wanted to sit or not. Even though he had been used to the etiquette of a high society for the past few years, it still hurt! It was no wonder that ancient scholars did not grow up that long ago. They might even have the reason for this' evil habit '. Before the Daoist boy could enter the back room, a knocking sound suddenly came from the temple door, startling everyone in the room.

Wang Chai immediately picked up his machete and pressed his hands against the anxious hunters. With a frown, he shouted with confidence, Who is it?

Brother Wang, it's me, Old Ding! Me, the village head and the others have rushed back! A middle-aged man's voice rang out from outside the door. Although it was somewhat haggard, it was particularly loud and clear. Before Wang Chai could say anything, Ding Xiaochun ran to the door shouting with joy, My dad is back! Dad has finally brought you back! Dad, what kind of delicious food did you bring us?"

This child... Wang Chai helplessly shook his head and let him go.

Ding Xiaochun couldn't wait to open the temple door with Ding Xiaoxia's help. He ate the flying snow that was coming at him first without even taking a glance at his father. He shouted, It's freezing me to death, it's freezing me to death! Why didn't you tell me about the storm outside your old man's door!"

Seeing that his son was complaining about him the first time they met, Ding Datong was angered to the point of giving Ding Xiaochun a kick, scolding loudly without knowing whether to laugh or to cry, You thief, your father has worked so hard to run around outside. What, is it a skin thickening or an itch?"

Ding Xiaochun had always been arrogant in the village and had never been convinced by anyone. However, no matter how brave he was, he wouldn't dare to shout and shout in front of his father. He quickly ran to the fire in the middle of the room to warm himself.

This time, on the way out of the village with the village chief, he had carved a path through the thistles and thorns. When he returned to the village this time, he was carrying two baskets on his back, with several gourds hanging from his waist, and several small sacks tied around his wrists. In the words of the Cyan Bull Taoist, he was really armed to the teeth.

Apart from Ding Xiaochun, who was the eldest son, who was shameless, the other three sons were quite honest. Seeing their father carrying so many things on his back, they quickly went up to help him carry some things. Ding Da Gui quickly walked into the house and made a path for the people behind him. He then called for his sons to help his other uncles.

Seven or eight middle-aged men followed Ding Datong inside. They were all fellow villagers. This time, Wang Chai and the rest couldn't sit still any longer and hurried over to help unload the goods. Almost every man had a big basket on his back, which was either filled with food or clothing for the new year. Each basket was full to the brim, and children like Ding Xiaoxia and Ding Xiaoqiu were almost thrown out when they received it. These middle-aged men all felt that the hope and expectation of the village was on their backs, so they didn't mind if there were too many of them, instead they all thought there were too few. Wang Chai looked around and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly asked Ding Datou, Brother Ding, why is there so many of them this year … Many new year goods? "

Ding Dai Gui seemed to have expected Wang Chai to ask such a question. He cracked his lips into a smile and said, It's all thanks to Mr Kong Ming.

The Daoist boy stood aside as if he was struck by lightning. The sound in his heart was like the beating of a drum. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! This name was very famous in history. Furthermore, this era just happened to match it. Was it really the legendary The number one bull of the Three Kingdoms Kong Ming Ming? The little Daoist boy controlled his heart that was about to jump out and asked, Yes … Yes... Which Mr. Kong Ming? "

At this moment, Ding Datong finally noticed the Cyan Ox Grandmaster who was standing next to him. He hurriedly kneeled down and said, I didn't know that the Great Master was here, it's a sin, a sin!

The Daoist boy quickly helped Ding Datong up and stopped the men who had just entered the village to kneel down before him. The spring wind blew across his face as he said, Those who don't know are not to be blamed, and the Ding brothers and brothers are the great heroes of our village now. How could I not praise you and instead blame you for bringing back so much food for the winter? Speaking of which, the Daoist boy stuttered and then continued with his question, The 'Mr. Kong Ming' that you mentioned just now … Who is it?

It's Mr. Hu … Also called Mister Kong Ming … Ding Datong said excitedly, At that time, we just went to the town to trade, and those trashy people outside still say things like things aren't good or good. Business is getting harder and harder to do. Pui! They just want to get rid of us! At that time, we refused to accept it. Those impudent people still wanted to make a move and said that Mr Kong Ming appeared too early. Otherwise, I, Old Ding, would have beat them until they don't know who their real parents are! When Kong Ming appeared with the three Elders and the pavilion master, those impudent people immediately stopped talking. Later on, the Village Head went up to talk with us, but we could not understand him. We knew that the 'Pavilion Head' would come forward and ask for those trashy goods to trade with us. Ding Datong happily laughed after he finished speaking.

Mr. Hu? What the hell was this? The Daoist boy felt as if countless strings had been tied to his heart. He continued to ask, Then what happened next?

Later? What happened? Ding Datou gawked for a moment before saying without hesitation, Mr. Kong Ming came back with us.

What! Kong Ming also came? This time, the little Daoist boy was no longer at a loss. He only felt an inexplicable throbbing sensation.

CHAPTER 3 - LITTLE GIRL

The north wind twists the ground the white grass to break, the south of Henan the month of snow. Suddenly like a night of spring wind, thousands of trees and pear blossoms open.

The snowstorm was getting heavier, and it was getting harder and harder for them to travel on the muddy and cold mountain road. This winter's snow had come too suddenly. Even the experienced farmer, merchant, Qiqiao, had miscalculated.

Although they called it a mountain road, it was filled with strange rocks and weeds along the way. Those who were unfamiliar with the road often fell and slipped in the snow. The front of the group was led by three or four mountaineers carrying heavy baskets on their backs. The rear of the group was also guarded by three or four mountaineers dressed in similar clothing. In the middle of the group were a few Confucian Scholars and women who were walking slowly. Ding Datong was the team leader. Not only did he have to determine the direction in time, he also had to warn the mountain residents in front of the team from time to time.

As the sky grew darker, Ding Datou estimated the distance. He slowed down two steps and waited for the village head to arrive before asking, Village head, it's almost dark. We are still a half hour away from our village. How about … Would you like them to quicken their pace to catch up?

The village chief was a 50-60 year old old mountain villager. Although he had a beard and hair that was half white and paired with black, his legs were as strong as the rest of the team. Perhaps it was because he had spent all his life worrying, but the village chief had a deep Chuan character between his eyebrows, which made people feel that this person carried a heavy burden. In fact, the village chief really did have a heavy burden — this village hidden deep in the mountains was not connected to the outside world. They could only go out once a year to exchange goods for new year's worth of goods and get some information about the outside world. The village head was still considered a scholar, and the most precious books of medicine in the village were handed over to the village head for safekeeping. Therefore, every village head had some culture. But this was the thing that was most afraid of culture! From the information gathered from this trip, the Village Head felt that his previous guess might be right!

The world was going to fall into chaos!

A few years ago, although he was still messing with the Yellow Mask Bandit and the Imperial Peace Technique, the Son of Heaven on the Dragon throne was still there! As long as the Son of Heaven was here, regardless of whether it was the children from before or now, the world was as stable as Mt. Tai. But now … Dong Thief burned the imperial capital. The Son of Heaven was taken by Cao Cao to Xu City … The village chief's mind was a muddled mess. It used to be the officials and the army destroying bandits, but now it was a chaotic battle between dukes. How could this world not be chaotic … Oh, the word dukedom was even used by the great cyan bull master of the temple in front of the village.

When he thought of Grandmaster Qing Niu, the Village Chief's heart was filled with comfort – that was a child prodigy who hadn't appeared in a hundred years! Perhaps it was as the villagers had said, the Green Ox Grandmaster was the reincarnation of the Starlord, who knew everything! With such a living immortal in the village, he could ensure that the village would be free of worries for 60 years! And now... The village chief stole a glance at the middle-aged scholar who was struggling behind him. Now that Mr Kong Ming has joined, this could be a turning point for the peace and stability of my mountain village in this chaotic era! As he thought of this, the village chief gestured to Ding Dajun to be patient. A stiff smile appeared on his face as he slowed down two steps to keep up with the Confucian Scholar's pace. He asked in a low voice, Is Mister Kong Ming still able to handle this mountain path?

The middle-aged scholar was engrossed in his battle with the ski mountain road, so he did not see the village head for a while. He waited for the village head to ask twice before he raised his head and asked, Was the village head talking to me just now?

The old elder did not mind. He raised his voice and repeated, Is Mr Kong Ming still able to endure this mountain path?

In the past, when Hu Zhao had been recruited by Yuan Shao, he had also avoided the mountains, but at that time, Yuan Shao hadn't thoroughly recruited him, so Hu Zhao had avoided him for a while, avoiding the hills and hills. Unlike this time, the trip into the mountains with his family was a hiking and snowy weather meal set. However, when Hu Zhao thought of Cao Cao's burning gaze, he shook his head and said, Could it be that we're almost at your village, yet the village head didn't even open his mouth when he tried to persuade me to hurry up?

The village chief was a man of substance, his thoughts were seen through, and he did not know how to respond, Sir? How do I know this old man... Words? Could it be that there really is the power of ghosts and gods? As he spoke, he began to drag out some text.

Hu Zhao smiled slightly, a stern expression appearing on his pale face from the wind and snow blowing on his face. I can guess that what the Village Chief is going to say is only that the Village Chief is sincere and that everything he says is written on his face.

Was my acting too exaggerated? The Village Chief was stunned.

Hu Zhao calmed down and asked, How far ahead is it?

The Village Chief replied affirmatively, It's only ten li away, on the mountain road for less than an hour. and it's not as hard to leave as it was a few days ago.

Hu Zhao already had a plan in mind, so he suggested, I think it's better this way. The brothers in the village ahead and in front all have strength in their feet, so we can leave this last section of the road. We don't need to purposely take our time to wear out our energy, so we might as well rush to the village and greet them first, so I can't be sure that everything has been arranged properly by the time I arrive. Village Head, what do you think? "

Alright! The village chief finally loosened his eyebrows and agreed, The moment I heard Mister's words, you are the one who does the real thing. It's not like those who love high status and are not cold like those who are fickle in love. This old man will let Ding Dafu go first and make arrangements in the village."

With that, the village chief called out loudly, and for a moment, the group started to move at a fast pace. A muscular man, fully wrapped up, came up behind Hu Zhao and asked doubtfully, Sir, what are they …?

We're almost at the village. Hu Zhao said happily, We finally won't need to sleep on the open ground tonight.

The brawny man was delighted to hear this. He quickly said, Then I'll go inform Madam and Miss. He didn't wait for Hu Zhao's response before sprinting to the back of the line, leaving him at a loss whether to laugh or to cry, This man, he really is … At first, he was only looking for a quiet place to avoid Cao Mengde's summons and focus on the study of saints. However, during these few days, the six year old Grandmaster Qing Niu, who was constantly coming out of the village, had aroused his interest time and time again. He really was a reincarnation of a ghost or a child prodigy that was rarely seen in a hundred years.

Achoo! The Daoist boy stood at the door and looked through the crack in the door. He could not see anything but he sneezed a few times, Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!" Look, three more.

Ding Xiaochun, as the number one horseman of the Cyan Ox Daughter, of course, cared a lot about the great Cyan Ox. Upon hearing his sneeze, he grumbled anxiously, It's only one gentleman. As for the great master, you are in such a hurry. It's not easy to find a great man with two legs for these three legs. After saying so, he felt that he had used the latter part of the phrase very well and felt pleased with himself.

The Daoist boy glanced at him and said, Then go and find a teacher.

… Ding Xiaochun retreated in embarrassment.

Now, the Daoist boy Qing Niu knew that Kong Ming was not the same Kong Ming as him. He had heard Ding Datou introduce this man as Hu Zhao, and his name was Kong Ming as well. Although he didn't know the exact details of his accomplishments, he seemed to be rather well-known in the outside world.

— — Outside the world... The temple boy felt mixed emotions as he thought of this word. When he first arrived in this world, he was half frightened, half curious, half new. After all, for a young man of twenty-seven years who had a normal mentality and was a scientific materialist, passing through this word was his dream. When he was in his early twenties, he had always been looking for work and smiling while being scolded every day. When he was in his early twenties, he had always been looking for work and looking for a job, but now that he was scolded every day, he couldn't wait to wear his soul to live a good life in the ancient times. When the man had returned to the ancient times, he would always be a noble prince or a girl, and when he returned to the old days, he would be a little imperial concubine or something like that.

However, the person who had once asked for Yue Yue was unknown, and now asked for the rain and the moon to shine in the sky. At noon, he brought the new employees to find a place to have lunch. At the intersection where they left the company, they were sent flying by a truck …

And then, there was no 'then'. It should be said that there was no 'then' in his previous life and the 'then' in his current life had only just started six years ago. Just as he was thinking, the sound of the snowstorm outside the temple seemed to have died down. A loud knock on the door gave him a fright.

Is there anyone here? Eyebrows... No, there must be someone inside! Someone help open the door! I saw a fire going on inside, yes! It's the one who lit the fire. I see you, hurry up and open the door. If you don't, then I might beat you up after I enter! "

The people in the room were startled by the sound of the door being knocked, and then they were intimidated by the giant man's voice coming from outside the temple. Of course, there were those who didn't care. For example, Ding Xiaochun lifted up his linen robe and scolded with a vicious expression, F * ck, you dare to act so atrociously in our territory. Let me go out and teach those rascals outside a lesson!

Before he could finish, his own father smacked him hard on the back of the head. Ding Datong scolded loudly, What kind of lesson are you teaching me? That's like a brother to your father! You have to call me uncle! Hurry up and open the door for you!" After saying so, he kicked Ding Xiaochun's butt, sending him flying towards the door.

Ding Xiaochun could only nod at his father's words. He reluctantly got up from the ground and patted his sore butt. It seemed that he had long gotten used to it. He first glanced at the Daoist boy with the green cattle next to him. Seeing that the Daoist boy also nodded, he removed the door latch and opened the temple door.

This time, a giant man, whose entire body was tightly wrapped, appeared. Ding Xiaochun thought to himself that when he heard the voice, he felt that the person outside the temple was not small. Even Ding Xiaochun, who was praised for his long legs in the village, was only able to reach his opponent's chest. From this comparison, Ding Xiaochun immediately understood the meaning of the phrase a little bird loves a person, which often hung on the mouth of the Cyan Ox Grandmaster. He thought that his own little servant girl was the most suitable person for this term.

Ding Xiaochun was normally praised by the green ox Taoist as being one of the few people in the village with a small amount of intelligence, but at this moment, he displayed his small intelligence to the fullest extent. He immediately revealed a smile and patted the pole, So the uncle that my dad has always been thinking of in his heart is you! I've always heard my dad say that you have a strong and robust physique, but now I know that my dad is just speaking nonsense! Seeing the sudden movement, Ding Xiaochun added, You're not only strong and sturdy, you're also the reincarnation of a deity. Then, he was about to leave when Ding Xiaoxia, who was sitting at the side, kicked him and started cursing, You said we were the fodder outside, what were you cursing just now, and you even said you were being unruly? You're tired of living! After saying that, he walked up and gave her another kick.

Ding Xiaoxiao was aware of her big brother's temper, so she could only hold her head in her hands and regret. It was obvious that this was not the first time she had done this. Fortunately, even though Ding Xiaochun had used all his strength to lift the kick, he had not been able to do so.

Ah, so he's a real person. Seeing this scene, he felt embarrassed. Just as he was about to go and dissuade them, his old man, Ding Datou, came out. Ding Datong kicked Ding Xiaochun into a corner of the room again, kicking him while cursing, You wicked grandson, you dare not bear the consequences of your own actions and even made your brother take the blame. You've truly shamed our family.

…

Wang Rose and the others: …

… This time, he could see through it no matter how honest and slow he was.

A few more people came in behind the giant man. The little Daoist boy glanced around and then locked onto the middle-aged scholar. Before he had even started to get excited, he saw a little girl jump out from behind the scholar. He took off his hat to reveal a small, fair, and tender face. A pair of bright, small eyes also looked around. She scanned the people in the room and asked, Where is Grandmaster Qing Niu?

Before the little girl could raise her hand and shout I am, she ran past the little boy and asked someone in the room, Where is Grandmaster Qing Niu?

The astonished Daoist boy stared at his hand in a daze. He didn't know if he should lift it or not …

CHAPTER 4 - ABJECT CHILDISHNESS

At this moment, the green ox Taoist suddenly wanted to rewrite a poem. The poem originated from a line in a book by Zhang Xiaoxian, which was later supplemented by people with flying literary talent. It began: The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand before you and you don't know I love you, and now the cowboy wanted to say — the furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, nor is it the distance between life and death, nor is it my love for you, but when you know the inner workings of a cow, you do not check the appearance of a laborer. When the girl had missed him, the Daoist boy felt that his expression must have been — it was that of extreme gentleness with his head lowered, like a water lotus that was as shy as the cool breeze …

It was a good thing that Hu Zhao had stopped his daughter from making a ruckus in time. He coughed twice, Green Rhino, don't make a ruckus.

When Hu Dan, who was acting cute everywhere, saw his father say that he was playing dumb, he pouted unhappily and then lightly came back. As he passed by the Daoist boy, he let out a hmph. The Daoist boy was discussing this in his heart. It seems like this person is an acrobatic, even his twenty-something years old soul was fooled by her.

Daddy ~ Little Hu saw that his father's anger level had not reached its highest, so he quickly disguised himself and waited on him.

Hu Zhao let Chao go and shut the temple door, not even bothering to look at his own family as he greeted the village head, I'm sorry for disturbing the village head and all of you. I'm here to apologize on behalf of my daughter.

The village chief and everyone in the house hurriedly said that they couldn't help it. Only now did Hu Zhao seriously size up this small, adorable, and adorable little Green Ox Grandmaster in front of him. His eyes were bright and spirited, his delicate face had a bit of baby fat, and his skin was fair. He was clearly on a different level from the hunters in the village. Hu Zhao probed, Are you Grandmaster Qing Niu?

The Daoist boy was still immersed in the anger of being toyed with by Hu Dan. When he heard Hu Zhao's question, he hurriedly got up and returned the gesture, I dare not, Master. The trail is indeed the green ox.

Everyone in the village is called master. How can I be rude? Hu Zhao beamed and said, Perhaps Master already knows who I am, so I'll just make a brief introduction. My surname is Hu, and my name is Zhao. If you stay here, you might need Master to take care of you in the future. "

Mister Kong Ming, what are you talking about? Our village is a barren land in the mountains. To be able to have you to visit, you have already made your home. What do you mean by looking after others? The Daoist child from the Cyan Cattle had behaved in a respectful manner, but his words clearly indicated the exclusion of all others. After all, he was not familiar with this place or this era. Normally, he would be tired of speaking with these mountain people, but now, there was this famous scholar. This would cause him to have no food to eat in the future. Furthermore, Hu Zhao Hu and Kong Ming had never even heard of this person in the Three Kingdoms, not Zhuge Liang. I might as well explain the situation to him.

Hu Zhao's heart chilled. Although he didn't quite understand the story of how your humble presence brings light to your humble presence, he still seemed to understand it on the surface. He smiled impassively without batting an eyelid, Master, you are quite serious. This humble one is only a roaming cultivator in the four directions right now. In fact, the origin of the phrase shedding light in the house is the sentence in the third fold of Qin Jianfu's Haircut to Treat Guests in the Yuan Dynasty, which did not appear in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty. You've seen a six year old kid speak so courteously and carry a spear and a sword. Hu Zhao felt that this was simply a conversation between adults, and a child who had lived in the deep mountains and had never gone out even once by listening to the village head. What the hell! Hu Zhao laughed inwardly as he spoke, We've disturbed the great master this time. We've received an invitation to visit the Village Head's house. It's getting late now, so we should make a move. He then turned around and asked the village chief, Can this old man still walk?

Although the Village Chief was slightly surprised at the Daoist boy's aggressive attitude, he did not say anything. He only replied, We can move, we can move. Actually, the best building in the village was not the village chief's house but the mountain temple in front of them. Although the mountain temple was not magnificent, it still took up a lot of land. One used to be the residence of the 'Green Vegetable Grandmaster', one was the residence of the current 'Green Ox Grandmaster', one was a simple guest room, and there was even a small room that was used as a woodshed. However, Grandmaster Qing Niu didn't know how to cook. He had been eating all sorts of food in the village, so the woodshed was abandoned. The kitchen was behind the woodshed. Because there was a smooth cliff behind the mountain temple, when the former Master Temple Master Miaozhu brought water from the mountain to the woodshed, it formed an open-air kitchen with a grass hut on top to shelter from the rain. Since Master Qing Cai was not good at the art of cutting down the kitchen, it was relatively simple to build it. One could only hope that the later generations would be able to fix it.

This mister in front of him had already made an appointment with the Village Chief? The Daoist boy froze for a moment. Wasn't this' lovers' a bit too fast? He rolled his eyes and said, Mister Hu and the village head came back with a lot of luck, so how could we trouble the village head? Of course we should let Mister Hu stay at the trail. It is spacious and cold, so adding to the amount of people we have is also very good. Unknowingly, this fellow had even used the 'True Mythical Body' …

The village chief hadn't even opened his mouth to say that Hu Zhao hadn't tried to shirk his orders yet, when at that very moment, little friend Hu Dan suddenly jumped out and patted the few pillars on the temple, Good! We'll stay here! "

The Daoist child's face darkened. …

Hu Zhao choked, …

The Village Chief shook his hand and said, …

The others silently praised Little Hu's awe-inspiring attitude. …

The village chief hastily tried to salvage the situation, How can this be? Disturbing the Great Master from taking a good rest is bad, and it would be even worse if I were to inconvenience Mister Hu from taking a good rest. After hearing this, the Daoist boy's heart skipped a beat. I've helped you all learn the spirit of the Thunder Finger for six years, and now, I'm already below old man Hu Zhao in the Village Head's heart, right? Thinking about this, the little boy sneered. Is the Village Head's house wider than this place? There was a hint of coldness in his tone.

When the village chief said those words, he felt that it was not good. This great master Qing Niu was extremely kind, but he was a bit narrow-minded. What he said now was like stabbing a hole in his heart. Trembling, he quickly said, I didn't mean it that way. I just said that Mr. Hu and I had been travelling continuously for a few days. I was already exhausted, and I also brought along family members. It's inconvenient for me to disturb you …

With a furious expression, he said to Ding Xiaodong and Ding Xiaodong, who had always treated him as a decoration in the corner of the room, Why are you two still not going to the back room to help Mr. Hu clean up two houses? What are you waiting for?

Ding Xiaodong and Ding Xiaodong usually hung out behind the green ox Taoist, and they were even more serious about the words of the boy than their father. Ding Xiaodong and Ding Xiaodong normally hung around behind the green ox Taoist, and they were even more serious about the words of the green ox Taoist than their father.

For his father, Ding Datong, who had witnessed everything, Ding Xiaoqiu and Ding Xiaodong's actions were good children who had learned from the masters behind their backs.

Look at the broken three views...

Since Grandmaster Qing Niu had spoken, of course, no one dared to object. They all thought it was the Grandmaster treating the guests from afar warmly, and couldn't help but praise their Grandmaster in his heart for his open-mindedness. However, no one saw that the troublemaker Little Hu Dan and the old Dou Hu Zhao, who always acted like a righteous gentleman, secretly smile at each other as if they were celebrating the success of some hidden scheme.

The village chief still could not bear to see this. He wanted to admonish again, Master, please don't. You haven't even tidied yourself up yet, where can you find a place to stay? It's better if Mister Hu stays at this old man's house …"

Before the Village Head could finish his words, he was interrupted by Grandmaster Qing Niu in a righteous tone, This humble one is just so childish, what can you do to me?

Everyone in the room: …

CHAPTER 5 - LATE ARRIVAL OF TIANYUE

After seeing off the Village Head and the others, the temple boy led Hu Zhao and the other three to the backyard. After lifting up the curtain between the front hall and the back courtyard, there were two different worlds. The front hall was piled high with firewood in the corner, and the brazier was burning brightly. Although it was not as warm as the entire hall, it was definitely warmer than the long corridor in the backyard, which was behind the curtain. As soon as Little Hu came out, he sneezed a few times and carefully observed the place he would be staying at tonight with his little eyes wide open.

Please. A six-year-old Daoist boy led the way with a torch in his hand. The torches were almost as tall as the little Daoist boy. They were drawn out from the bottom of the brazier in the front hall and burned extremely well. From time to time, sparks would jump out with a zhi zhi sound. She was afraid that the Daoist boy would be scalded, but she was not particularly concerned about him. She just felt that if this scene really happened, it would leave a shadow in the future.

Why this temple was the largest house in the village was clear enough when one entered the temple's backyard. The main house and two guest rooms were built around three sides of a small courtyard. There was a tree in the yard, a water tank and a pavilion in the corner. The only gap in the backyard was a small door beside the small woodshed. Outside the door was a deep pitch-black darkness. It was very dark, but one could still see a smooth cliff face. In the snowy night, one could see the