Unofficial History of Song and Liao Heroes

The world is vast, only one old man and two young children are left.

Half a day ago, old man Dugu escaped from the siege with his two children on his horse, and he did not know where he was now. He was stabbed with a sharp weapon and hadn't been bandaged yet. Finally, he lost too much blood and couldn't hold on anymore, so he fell off the horse.

Dugu Xiaoqiu jumped off the horse in a hurry, trying to help her grandfather up, but unfortunately she was too young and weak, so she could barely hug the old man's head. Xiaoxue helped her, but she could only make the old man lie down more comfortably.

Seeing the old man's face turned pale and his eyes closed, Xiaoxue suddenly remembered that there were other pills around him besides the pills that detoxified Jinmao'er's poison. She searched hurriedly and found a bottle called "Da Huan Dan". After seeing the miraculous healing effect, I hurriedly took a few pills and put them into the mouth of Mr. Dugu one by one, and sent them in with the Ning Shenlu that my mother had just prepared to relieve the heat.

This 'Great Returning Pill' was specially given by the abbot of Shaolin Temple to Ran Sibei, head of the Ran family, as a gift. Shaolin's healing holy medicine melted in his mouth, and within a quarter of an hour, old man Dugu woke up leisurely.

Dugu Muhe coughed out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, looked around feebly, the evening wind was bleak, there was no more chasing and fighting, but he could not see a single other clansman, looking at Dugu Xiaoqiu beside him, the old man took a few breaths, as if crying Laughing, he punched the ground twice bitterly, then coughed so hard that he almost breathed out, and he coughed up a mouthful of black blood before stopping.

"Genocide!"

The glory of the Dugu Clan finally disappeared.

"Xiao Qiu'er, you must live!" The old man Dugu's eyes gradually became brighter, and he seemed to have some strength to sit up. The old man knew that he was returning to the past, and hurriedly grabbed Dugu Xiaoqiu's hand, "Take good care of your little sister, If it weren't for the help of her relatives, our grandparents would have been buried in the sea of ​​swords and flames. Don't think about revenge, keep your name incognito, and you have hope if you live."

As he said that, he untied the scimitar, and said: "This knife has a secret guarded by my Dugu family. If you are in danger, don't let anyone see this knife!"

Seeing that the old man finished speaking, Xiaoxue began to cough again, and hurriedly patted the old man on the back, but was stopped by the old man:

"Good boy, I'm sorry for causing you to leave your parents at such a young age. If there is an old man in the next life, I will repay you as an old man."

As he spoke, the old man's eyes gradually became lax, and he murmured:

"Little Qiu'er, remember the letter from Dugu in the clouds of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the official worship of the Great Sima, the title of Duke of Wei, the beauty instrument, good at riding and shooting, and the three female queens of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Sui Dynasty, and Tang Dynasty, keep it in mind, the affairs of our Dugu family Keep it all in your heart, don't tell anyone except your close relatives..."

Dugu Xiaoqiu just nodded, and suddenly his hands sank, and when he looked again, the old man Dugu had already lost his voice. When he shook vigorously, his grandfather didn't respond anymore. Knowing that his grandfather was dead, he burst into tears.

On Xiaoxue's side, she also saw bloody swords and swords for many days, and was separated from her parents. Seeing Dugu Xiaoqiu crying, she was touched by the scene, and she couldn't stop crying.

When Dugu Xiaoqiu woke up again, she saw Xiaoxue hugging her tightly, sleeping soundly, her nose filled with the fragrance of Xiaoxue, she almost fell asleep again, but remembering that her grandfather hadn't been buried yet, she hurriedly got up to settle Xiaoxue, but woke her up clumsily.The two children had no way to place Dugu Muhe's body, so they had to dig a tomb and bury it on the spot.

The two of them ate some food they brought with them, and they didn't know where to look for their relatives. Xiaoxue saw a roll of sheepskin on the ground, which seemed to have fallen together with the handle of the knife when Dugu Xiaoqiu dug a hole with his ancestral machete. It looks like a map.

One place on the map is marked 'Yixing Mountain', and another place nearby is marked 'Lanling King is hidden here'. Xiaoxue knows that it is not good to look at other people's belongings privately, although she knows that 'Yixing Mountain' is the purpose of her group He might be able to reunite with his parents there, but he still collected the sheepskin and returned it to Dugu Xiaoqiu.

Dugu Xiaoqiu didn't know the Chinese characters on it, so she looked at it and stuffed it into the handle of the knife. Seeing Xiaoxue staring at the map, she passed the map over and asked:

"Sister, is this map useful to you?"

Xiaoxue told Duguxun what she wanted just now, and Dugu Xiaoqiu didn't know where her relatives were at the moment. Thinking of Xiaoxue being separated from her parents, she must be anxious. Now she is like a headless chicken, why not send her to find her parents before making plans.

So the two immersed themselves in the study of the map, and even knew a general direction, and rode together to a town called 'Zhuxian Town'...

Besides, Ran Nanyuan and his team of more than forty riders broke through the siege, according to Wen Ruoxu's strategy, they set up a false camp, and every time they crossed the road, they used chaotic hoofprints to confuse the pursuers, and they disappeared within half a day.According to the agreement, a group of people stopped and went to Yanxing Mountain. There were a few old and weak left in Dugu's family. There was no Mr. Dugu to take the lead. They didn't know where to go, so they went to find Mr. Dugu together.

After a few days of fighting, several members of the Dugu family were seriously injured, and there was not enough healing medicine along the way, and finally died on the road. Everyone was sad and helpless, and could only hastily follow the customs of the grassland and give the wolves a frequent haunt. Place it, and bring it to Changshengtian by the wolves.

Ran Nanyuan watched the men who had fought side by side die one by one, and only sighed that even if the miraculous skills were superb, he could only watch the death of friends and relatives around him. In the end, he himself was also defeated by the years.Worried about his wife and daughter, his chest was even more depressed, he waved his hand and slapped a big stone on the side of the road into two pieces, only to feel a little happier.

At this time, Hong Changxing came up from behind, and they drove together, saying:

"The young master is worried about Madam and Xiaoxue? They are auspicious people, and God will bless them safe and sound!"

Ran Nanyuan looked at the bandaged wound on Hong Changxing's body, this tough guy was not only hit by ten arrows, but fortunately he was protected by soft armor, the arrows were not deep, otherwise the rebel army would trample him, and he might not even be able to collect his body.

"Brother Hong, how is your injury?"

Hong Changxing sighed:

"Young master, don't worry, Lao Hong has rough skin and thick flesh, and the young master's good medicine. It's not a problem. It was only the first time to fight in the chaos army, and Lao Hong knew how important it is to practice martial arts hard. It all depends on the master and the old man's leather whip." It is because of the beating that I came out of the dead today. It's just that I was far away from my master and the old man when I was young, and I didn't show any filial piety."

Ran Nanyuan didn't expect that Hong Changxing didn't care about escaping from the hunt at this time, but remembered that his master whipped him in the past, imagining the scene of young Hong Changxing being beaten, he couldn't help being funny, and his boredom improved a lot.laughed:

"If Brother Hong really respects the master and finds a good apprentice to teach him the unique skills, the unique skills will still be passed on in the world after thousands of years. I believe that under the respect of the master, he will smile."

Hong Changxing shook the hammers in his hands and nodded heavily.

Ran Nanyuan asked the only remaining members of the Dugu family, and with the guidance of the map handed down by the family to worship their ancestors, he also galloped towards Zhuxian Town.Along the way, I also questioned everyone in the Dugu family, but no one knew what caused such a catastrophe. Ran Nanyuan saw that he couldn't ask anything, so he had to give up, just pay attention secretly, and told everyone to pay attention, lamenting that King Wen Ruoxu was not at his side. , many ways are unimaginable.

Zhuxian Town is not far from here. After asking along the way, you can gradually see traces of the ancient town.

Every time I pass through Zhuxian Town, I still hear the crowing of war horses.The king of Yue stands with his sword horizontally, and sings all over the river.

This Zhuxian town has not yet reached the time when Yuewu Mu cut gold. Although the Zhuxian town mentioned in the above poems has a long history, it is not a strategic point after all. There are no wars, and the war rarely spreads. White walls and gray tiles, old trees mottled.

Ran Nanyuan and other ten riders were covered in smudges and bruises. Wherever they passed, the passers-by all gave way, except for the young and thin monk at the plain noodle stall in Zhenkou, who did not raise his eyes, and continued to boil the water.

Ran Nanyuan has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, but he has never seen a monk selling noodles at a stall. He saluted and asked the monk's Dharma name 'Yuanzhen', and his behavior was extraordinary.Ran Nanyuan saw that everyone hadn't eaten all day, so he ordered Hong Changxing to arrange a rest by the roadside and eat at the noodle stall.All of a sudden, the crowd was chaotic, and the stream was washed for a while, and the dirty blood and dust stained the stream beside it black and red, and the bloody smell on everyone's body faded a little.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Ran Nanyuan saw that the monks were just casually collecting money to sell noodles. He had no aversion or curiosity towards these people, as if there was nothing in front of him.

"The monk who sells noodles is weird, so watch carefully for a while, and adjust accordingly if there is something wrong."

Ran Ming cheered up all of a sudden, but he was still a little confused.

"Young master, there is nothing strange."

"Look at us covered in blood. Even the eminent monk would sing the Buddha's name and frown when he saw it. This monk looks at us as if he were looking at dead trees on the side of the road. It's only natural. Be careful that you are an accomplice of bandits."

Ran Ming responded, pretending to be full and sleepy, and ran to a side tree to take a nap, only squinting at the monk.

At this time, a child screamed in the town:

"Brother! Help! The vicious dog is bullying people!"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw that the streets in the town were full of dust, and a fifteen or six-year-old monk rushed out of the middle, wearing gray clothes and straw sandals, holding a broken bowl in his hand, going all the way across the stall, almost rolling.

Looking behind him, Wang Wang was chasing two big black dogs, almost biting the monk's ass.

Yuanzhen, the noodle seller, was still unhurried, picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks, and waved his hands gently. Two vicious dogs ten feet away screamed and fell to the ground as if they had been shocked by electricity.The little novice fell to the ground, out of breath, and cursed angrily for a long time before getting up, dragging two dead dogs to the noodle stall.

Ran Nanyuan and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, this monk Yuanzhen looked like everyone in the world is a cloud, but he attacked so fiercely, he didn't have the slightest mercy from the monks.Everyone recalled how a pair of chopsticks shot ten feet away and took the lives of two creatures. If they were to do it themselves, they, including Ran Nanyuan, couldn't underestimate it like this.If they were to resist the pair of chopsticks, none of them would be able to retreat completely, and seeing the table of bamboo chopsticks in front of Monk Yuanzhen, although the noodles were delicious, no one would have any appetite.

At this moment, the little novice sat down on the dead dog opposite the noodle booth, and said to Yuan Zhen with a mournful face:

"Brother, did Yuan Guang get into trouble again?"