Zhong Ziyan told the students that it would take two or three months to go on a long trip. He took out a bag of money from his pocket, saw a lot of it, and it was the smallest amount of iron wire money, and handed the bag of money to the youngest student among the students. Long Zongbuer, let him save some money.

He then went to Zhang Mansion in the south of the city to ask Zhang Mingyuan to borrow travel expenses, so he assumed that he had taken the reward from the government in advance, then rented a broken carriage, and left Xincheng from the south gate. In fact, he was going to the north, but he was afraid of a coincidence. When he met Liang Yu, he took a detour.

What he didn't know was that old man Liang had already stood at the south gate for a long time. When he saw his young master leaving the south gate in a broken carriage, he smiled helplessly and got into another carriage that he had already rented. followed.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and above Jiangbei was a plain, followed by a plateau, with lofty mountains. The weather in November was getting colder and colder, and the wind was howling. Zhong Ziyan counted the days and distance, and estimated that he would reach Fuzhou in three days.

People who don't travel long distances will never know the hardships. Zhong Ziyan was cheated twice on this journey, and all his money was cheated halfway. With his good handwriting, he had to earn some travel expenses every time he crossed a city. Ma Cao It’s also a big expense, don’t even think about the accommodation, the barren mountains and ridges are surrounded by heaven and earth, fortunately, there are no robbers and bandits, and the kitchen knife he brought when he came out has already been rolled.

In the evening of this day, when the sun was setting, Zhong Ziyan walked into the forest with dead leaves on foot. He had heard earlier that it would not take three or four hours to get out of this forest. As the sky was getting darker, he found a thick old tree to rest against .

"In this world, when people are unlucky, horses also bully you!"

Zhong Ziyan sighed, holding a branch in his left hand and randomly shaking the dead leaves on the ground.

Originally, I disliked the horse pulling the cart for eating more and more fodder, but the journey was getting slower and slower. I didn't expect that the horse ran away for a while yesterday. All gone.

He picked up the broken wood and dead leaves around him, gathered them into a pile, and started a fire. Zhong Ziyan was wearing a gray cotton robe, and sat by the fire to warm up, his stomach growling.

Leaning against the old tree behind him, looking at the stars in the sky, the cold wind blows on his neck, sticking to the skin and penetrating into the inside, Zhong Ziyan shivered, shrinking his head and tightening his cotton robe.

Aw~ Aww~

Zhong Ziyan didn't take it seriously when wolves howled from the mountains in the distance. He heard wolves howl more than once along the way in the barren mountains and ridges, and he was no stranger to it.

It's a pity that luck seems to be bad this time. After the first wolf howled, the other wolves howled one after another, and then saw a pair of red eyes staring at this side from a distance, and then the surrounding green eyes twinkled. , slowly approaching.

Zhong Ziyan knew that he was surrounded.

The depression and anger in my heart turned into a bold sentence, "It just so happened that I was so hungry that I killed you beasts to eat meat."

But I cursed secretly in my heart, "The luck of the past two days has made it to my grandma's house." '

As the pack of wolves approached, Zhong Ziyan gestured with the curly-edged kitchen knife in his hand, and kicked all the dead leaves and broken wood in front of him into the fire. I heard that wolves are afraid of fire, so you might as well try it.

It's a pity that the fire didn't grow any more, but there were more and more green eyes around it. Now it is estimated that there are at least a hundred wolves surrounding him.

"Today, do you want to be buried in the belly of these beasts?"

The pack of wolves seemed to be waiting for an order, roaring around Zhong Ziyan, Zhong Ziyan's heart beat faster, only to hear a howl from far away, and the nearest dozen or so wolves rushed up immediately.

At the same time, a huge flaming takraw ball fell from the sky, killing three gray wolves on the spot. Seeing the accident, the rest of the wolves raised their vigilance.

"Don't be afraid, young master, Liang Yu will meet these beasts!"

Zhong Ziyan heard Liang Yu's voice outside the deciduous forest, and exclaimed joyfully, "Ah old man!"

Then I saw three huge rattan balls flying towards Zhong Ziyan, wrapped in raging flames, and fell around Zhong Ziyan. One was hung on a thick branch by a tree, and the other two killed three wolves altogether, and the wolves retreated one after another.

A carriage from outside the forest drove into the forest. Liang Yu stood on the carriage, holding a shaft obliquely in his hand, with a flaming rattan ball on it, and the wolves retreated one after another.

"Ah Ong, why are you here?"

"Master, I can't worry about you."

An old man and a young man stood on the carriage and slowly drove out of the woods. The pack of wolves followed them for a long distance before giving up hunting.

Zhong Ziyan felt guilty for not saying goodbye, seeing Liang Yu like a child who made a mistake, "Ah, I..."

Liang Yu patted Zhong Ziyan's shoulder with his callused hand, "Master, have you suffered a lot along the way?"

After two months of wind and frost, Zhong Ziyan has lost a lot of weight, and the pain of flesh and blood can still be endured. The most hateful thing is that he met a few bad people and was cheated of all his money. All the grievances showed on his face.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, good and evil are indistinguishable, young master Ku, who traveled a long way, has learned the lesson, right?"

Zhong Ziyan was speechless for a while, and lowered his head lonely.

Liang Yu smiled, took out the dry food wrapped in oil paper from his bosom, and handed it to Zhong Ziyan, "Your family and Weng all know what the young master has experienced along the way. Those kids of the same age who are well-clothed and well-fed, don’t know how strong they are, and they can’t lose their spirit after a little setback.”

Zhong Ziyan has been hungry since he lost the carriage. When he saw the food, he hesitated to receive it, feeling extremely warm in his heart.

Liang Weng walked slowly at night in the carriage, comforted and praised his young master a few words, and then stopped talking.

After Zhong Ziyan was full, he asked Liang Yu why he happened to appear, only to find out that Ah Weng followed all the way, which can be described as good intentions.

The stars are the lamps, the carriage moves slowly, and one master and one servant talk about their experience and knowledge in the past two months, just like a grandson and a grandfather introducing the world they discovered, and the old man occasionally makes comments and makes a conclusion.

******

When the master and servant arrived at Qingling Mountain in Fuzhou, it was already the end of November, with heavy snowfall and no birds or animals. Fortunately, they arrived seven days earlier. Otherwise, according to the current situation, the snow and ice would be thicker after seven days.

Earlier, the two agreed that if Zhong Ziyan disagreed with Liang Yu's method, then the two of them would go together. Otherwise, if something happened to Zhong Ziyan, it would be meaningless for Old Liang to live. His mission for the rest of his life was to accompany Zhong Ziyan to worship Zi Yunshan, assisting his young master to gain a firm foothold there.

In the eyes of the local people, Qingling Mountain is a very ordinary mountain. Apart from the towering top, there is nothing special about it. No matter how Zhong Ziyan sees it, he does not think that Qingling Mountain is a place where gods and aliens live.

It was noon at this moment, but there was no sunlight, the sky was gray and snowy, Zhong Ziyan crushed the jade seal, sat in the carriage and waited quietly with Liang Yu, and within a moment, he saw a light and shadow flying down the mountain.

"Ah Weng, look, someone really came down, Mr. Xie is right." Zhong Ziyan stepped into the snow happily.

A figure in red robe and cloud suit stood in front of the carriage, Zhong Ziyan and Liang Yu stood one behind the other, looking each other up and down.

The man with a purple hairpin and jade crown, with disheveled white hair, is an old Taoist, standing between heaven and earth, although he looks haggard, he is not like a mortal, just listen to him ask:

"You are Zhong Ziyan?"

"Exactly, I came here from Xincheng, Jiangbei, and traveled seven hundred miles. Although there was a delay on the way, it was not overdue, and it was still a few days early." Zhong Ziyan said, and was about to take out the things in the bag, but saw that People raised their hands to stop.

"Don't worry, did my junior brother explain other things? You can tell the scene of that day in detail." The old Taoist He Yue asked.

Zhong Ziyan told everything he knew. It was freezing cold, and Zhong Ziyan and Liang Yu's ordinary bodies couldn't bear the environment. With a wave of his hand, the old Taoist waved his hand, and the surroundings were immediately warmed up.

After explaining what happened in detail, the old Taoist sighed after hearing this, and became even more haggard.

Zhong Ziyan stood aside quietly, not knowing what to persuade. Since the old Taoist was appointed by Xie An to meet him, the relationship between the two must be extraordinary. Based on the fact that the old Taoist mentioned the word "junior brother" earlier, the two are from the same sect Brother, when a brother died, it was natural for a brother to be sad.

Before long, the old Taoist calmed down and thanked Zhong Ziyan, "Tao Fangyin, a poor Taoist. This place is more than [-] miles away from Xincheng, Jiangbei. For a promise, Xie An has never misjudged you!"

Zhong Ziyan quickly returned the gift, "A gentleman should do his best when entrusted by others."

Tao Fangyin asked again, "Can I ask for something?"

Zhong Ziyan shook his head and smiled, "I don't want anything."

On the way here, Zhong Ziyan thought about this problem more than once. He was hunted down by a female ghost in white that day, and he was lucky enough to meet Xie An to help him transform into a dragon. That was a lifesaver.

Later, Xie An presented an ancient scroll to entrust this trip. Liang Yu said that by comprehending the ancient scroll, he could enter the door of cultivation. Improper Son of Man.

Tao Fangyin didn't expect Zhong Ziyan to be so calm, he didn't seem to be pretending at all, he really had nothing to ask for, so he was stunned for a while.

"That day when the incident happened suddenly, Xie An Feijian passed on a letter to me. He only briefly stated the urgent matter. He only wrote a few words about your situation, and he spoke highly of it. When I saw you today, it was as he said."

Tao Fangyin took out a pair of red bells, simple and heavy, and handed them to Zhong Ziyan.

Zhong Ziyan held his doubts in his hands, and only listened to Tao Fangyin's explanation:

"If it was in the past, I would still be able to accept you as an apprentice and cultivate them carefully. Now the sect has been broken, and the disciples are all fighting for a small profit. Those in high positions are all fighting for the inclusion of the sect in a few days, for fear that the new master will be angry. Persecution. In this chaotic period, recruiting you is harming you. Take this bell and go home. On the seventh day of the first lunar month of the coming year, I will go to Jiangbei to help you guide your spirit."

Zhong Ziyan was grateful and apprehensive, and put away the bell as a big gift.

Handing the burden of the dragon tripod to Tao Fangyin, Tao Fangyin took it into his hand, the burden disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then waved to Zhong Ziyan.

Zhong Ziyan and Liang Yu looked at each other, they got into the carriage and left slowly.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, the wind was whistling, and the goose feathers were falling, and it was very cold. Tao Fangyin looked at the two masters and servants who had gone away, and sighed bitterly, "If the disciples in the sect are like this, why not worry about the grand occasion? It's a pity that the disciples are incompetent , the sect is weak, so he gave away Junior Brother Xie's life in vain."

Just as he was sighing, a black shadow flew behind him, and the target was Zhong Ziyan, the master and servant who had gone away, and the harsh voice floated, "Master, give up a fight just for these two people?"

Tao Fangyin suddenly became angry and cursed, "Presumptuous!"

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