At dawn, Wei Shiqi went to the blacksmith shop to get iron arrows and a scimitar, and waited under the Shangguan Bridge. The morning mist shrouded the town, the river flowed quietly, and Xinyang Town woke up from its deep sleep. For a while, cocks crowing and dogs barked, small vendors hawked, and cars and horses rumbled. The worldly sounds injected life into the small town.
More than a dozen steps away, the side door of the Zhao Mansion opened, and a porter led a mule and horse out. There was a carrying bag on his back, and there were bulging bags, and he didn't know what they contained. Wei Shiqi hurried forward to greet him, just as Deng Zhang led a young man dressed as a Taoist priest out and gave some careful instructions. The young man nodded with a smile and whispered a few words, which seemed to reassure his uncle.
Seeing Wei Shiqi, Deng Zhang showed a smile on his face and said: "This is Brother Wei Xiao that I told you about, the hunter in Laoya Ridge. He has seen the golden-backed man in Black Pine Valley. Bear."
The young man turned his head, looked at him gently, and said with a smile, "I am a poor man, Deng Shouyi, thank you for your help. The road to Black Pine Valley is difficult and difficult, thank you for your hard work. "
His face is as gentle as jade, his Taoist robe is spotless, and he has a rather immortal air. There is a long sword on his back, the hilt of which is badly worn. Wei Shiqi returned the greeting with a raised hand, said a few polite words, and stood aside to wait calmly. He knew in his heart that Deng Shouyi's kindness to him was not out of respect, but a condescending look down on him, a pride of self-esteem. In his eyes, he was equal to an ant.
Everyone had arrived, and Deng Zhang went to great lengths to personally deliver them outside Xinyang Town. He said a few words of thanks again before waving goodbye.
The bustling people were left behind, the fields were desolate, the sky was wide and the clouds were low. Wei Shiqi was the first to lead the way, Deng Shou was half a step behind, and the others were scattered on both sides, with the porters leading the mules and horses at the end. After walking for about half an hour, Laoya Ridge lay in front of us, and we were about to enter the mountain.
The mules and horses were handed over to the porters to take back to Xinyang Town, and the bags were transferred to the shoulders of the servants. Even the two hunters had to share some of the weight. In addition to wine and dry food, there were also iron traps and crossbows for hunting bears. . This kind of special iron clip is nothing more. Crossbows have always been military-controlled weapons and are prohibited from being owned by civilians. Zhao Yuanwai is indeed very knowledgeable. His military horse business with the northwest frontiers does not seem to be groundless.
If Wei Shiqi went to Heisong Valley alone, starting from Xinyang Town and taking a straight road over the mountains, it would only take a day and a night. However, with so many people and carrying bags, he could only take a flatter mountain road. It is estimated to take three days.
At noon, everyone was thirsty. Wei Shiqi found a shade of a tree to rest for a while. The group took turns drinking water from leather bags, took out dry and hard noodles, and put them in Dongxing Restaurant. Braised beef tendon, chew it heartily.
Deng Shouyi practiced the art of fasting and did not need to eat. Wei Shiqi also did not eat bread. He took out the dried meat he brought with him from his backpack and wolfed down a few large pieces as if no one else was watching. The healthy servant surnamed Yue had a discerning eye. He walked up to Deng Shouyi and offered a clean water bag with both hands. Deng Shou waved his hand and said no, and handed it to Wei Qiyi.
Deng Shouyi has been under the sect of Xiandu for many years.Far better than ordinary people, this mountain road was just for leisure. He looked at everyone one by one, and everyone was a little tired, except for the hunter named Wei. He had a long stature, but his movements were as light as a civet cat. Along the way, his breath was long and invisible. The turbidity surprised him. After Wei Shiqi drank some water, he took the initiative to start a conversation and asked about the condition of the old bear in Black Pine Valley.
Wei Shiqi had this intention for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Can I take a step to speak?"
Deng Shou glanced at him, with a slight thought in his mind. He turned around and said, "That's fine." After that, his sleeves fluttered and he walked deeper into the forest.
Wei Shiqi stepped forward, and when he stopped, he said before asking, "Taoist Master, that old bear is not an ordinary beast, it is a monster that has become a spirit."
"It doesn't matter if there is a poor man." When Deng Shou heard his uncle talk about it, he smiled and said, "Donor Wei, are you worried?"
Wei Shiqi came to the truth. After describing the situation of the old bear swallowing the moonlight and hitting the tree with his back, Deng Shouyi's face became serious and he asked for a few details, with a hint of excitement on his face. He comforted Wei Shiqi and said: "Donor, just don't worry. It's not easy to seize the fortune of heaven and earth and absorb the essence of the sun and moon. A mere demon bear can't make a difference. However, I still have to thank the donor for reminding me. If you underestimated the demon bear and acted rashly, , Maybe he lost his life in vain, which was detrimental to God's virtue of good life, and his uncle's face was not good-looking."
Although Deng Shou said it tactfully, there was still arrogance in his tone, but he reminded the other party to be cautious. It was not Wei Shiqi's original intention, but he asked casually: "Laoya Ridge is hundreds of miles away, and there are countless ferocious beasts in the mountains. Why is it that only the old bear in Black Pine Valley became a spirit?"
Deng Shou Yi thought that the golden-backed bear had been cultivating for many years and might have a demon elixir in his body that could help him break through the bottleneck and advance further in his cultivation. He was uneasy, and after listening to Wei Shiqi's words, he said casually: "Only the innate body can absorb the vitality of the world, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the turbid matter of the acquired world -" He consciously made a mistake and stopped talking.
Although it was just a few words, for Wei Shiqi, it was enough to answer his confusion. The key to cultivation lies in the innate body. Regardless of humans or animals, most of them are acquired turbidity. They can only struggle hard in the world and cannot get rid of the two words "fate" and "luck".
He sighed secretly.