Chapter 62 The Thorny Road
Early in the morning, the night rain has begun to clear.
It was damp in the mountains, and big drops of water dripped from the leaves and hit the rabbit's hat, making a mess.
Zhao Changhe took Cui Yuanyang's little hand and flew all the way through the mountains and forests. After climbing over the mountain where I stayed at night, I didn't enter the mountain road, and continued to climb up another mountain on the opposite side, taking the uninhabited trail.
Cui Yuanyang didn't complain at all. He held his little hand honestly and allowed the thorns in the forest to cut his lovely coat into a mess.
She did not give a choice and let Zhao Changhe arrange it, but this attitude itself showed the choice - she was unwilling to choose the first option.
She left home to find Zhao Changhe because she was attracted by the excitement of the world and the wildness that was completely different from the gentle family members she had seen since she was a child. The little girl in the rebellious stage was impulsive. When the impulse passes and no matter what happens, she will realize the foolishness of that time. Fortunately, Zhao Changhe did not disappoint her, otherwise she would have regretted it if she was put in all sorts of ways.
When she was blocked by officers and soldiers in the city, she realized what kind of stain it would bring to her life, and she became grateful to Zhao Changhe for his actions to protect her reputation while destroying his own.
And it's the same this time. If you follow Zhao Changhe and fly away, you will have no other choice but to marry him in this life. Has she thought about it?
The little girl had never thought so much before this.
Once she thought about it, she found that she didn't know, at least she couldn't make such a decision hastily.
Yangyang wants to go home. She misses her parents, her brother, and that beautiful black peony... She doesn't want to wander outside for a year and a half, being dragged to sleep by him and giving birth to children.
Yangyang herself is still a child.
But Cui Yuanyang knew that the second way was a thorny road. Even if Zhao Changhe said it calmly, it would still be much more dangerous than changing a detour. Let her directly say that I want to go home and we will take risks, but she will not be able to say it either.
By chance, Zhao Changhe has done enough, and he didn’t even ask for an ordinary secret book from you. Why should he let others be involved in danger and rely on your piece of cake? There is no need for people to get involved in these things at all. They can fly away long ago.
Zhao Changhe understood her thoughts, rested all night without talking, and pulled the little rabbit straight out of the hole early the next morning.
Cui Yuanyang resignedly got out of the cave and followed him. The moment he found out that the direction was to Qinghe, the little rabbit's heart trembled. It was like a stone flying from the sky and hitting Qinghe, causing ripples in circles. ripple.
In fact, Zhao Changhe is born to be brave, with a beginning and an end. He would have walked this thorny road, right?
Perhaps even Han Wubing saw it and knew that he would definitely send Yangyang home.
Ke Yangyang still felt strange.
The morning sunlight shines through the treetops in the mountains and reflects on his face. It is so beautiful, more perfect than the statues of the masters.
“Are you tired?” Zhao Changhe suddenly asked after he had been running around for an unknown amount of time.
Cui Yuanyang was panting, but still insisted: "It's okay."
"Well... you are at the third level of the Mysterious Gate after all, and have first-class Qinggong. You can still endure it." Zhao Changhe said: "Let's take a break first. I just can't go to the city to rest and eat anymore. No matter how unpalatable this cake is, I have to make do with it. "
Cui Yuanyang looked at the rough cake he took out. It was not only unpalatable, but also a little dirty...but she didn't say anything, took the cake and ate it in small bites.
Zhao Changhe smiled. This girl... is much cuter than the imagined rich girl.
He strode to the stream next to it, took a long drink, and picked a wide leaf, filled it with some water, and brought it back: "Na."
Cui Yuanyang held the water and was a little curious: "Why don't you drink your wine gourd? Is it gone?"
Zhao Changhe smiled: "Yes, but you have to use it sparingly."
Cui Yuanyang thought it was to deal with the problem when he was addicted to alcohol, so he didn't say much and just ate the cake with his head down.
Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and there seemed to be a fishy smell in the mountains.
Cui Yuanyang didn’t know what it meant. Isn’t the mountain breeze normal... He was still eating the cake silently, his mind full of thoughts.
Zhao Changhe looked up and said with a smile: "You eat while I relieve myself in the back. Don't turn your head."
Cui Yuanyang wrinkled his nose: "Who is looking at you!"
Soon, my face started to look a little bitter. What should I do if I need to urinate? I haven’t urinated since last night...
By the way, while he is going to relieve himself, shouldn’t he take this opportunity to relieve himself as well? Cui Yuanyang had long forgotten that he said not to turn around, and subconsciously turned around to see where he was.
At this glance, he saw Zhao Changhe leaping forward with a steel knife in his hand, and a white-fronted tiger with an eye-catching eye in front of him rushed down towards Zhao Changhe.
The two sides are about to meet in mid-air.
“Roar!” The tiger roared in the forest, shaking the grass and trees.
Anyone who has never seen a tiger pounce on food can imagine how to slide and shovel when facing a tiger, but when you really face it, the momentum of the giant beast that weighs several hundred kilograms and rushes straight down at you is so overwhelming that your mind is empty. Yes, fear can immobilize people. Cui Yuanyang's mind was empty at this moment, and he didn't know where the sword skills he had practiced since childhood had gone.
Seeing helplessly, Zhao Changhe was in mid-air, the knife in his hand was filled with the color of blood, and the sad red light struck the tiger's forehead heavily.
The gods and Buddhas have dispersed!
He actually didn't want to dodge You Dou from the beginning. He was afraid that if he gave in, Cui Yuanyang behind him would be injured, so he used a special skill to try to stop the tiger in front!
"Bang!" I don't know whether the blow was real or not. Blood sprayed out. The powerful impact caused Zhao Changhe to fall in mid-air. He quickly twisted his waist in the air and kicked the tree trunk behind him, and it rebounded like an arrow. And out.
The tiger's forehead was bleeding. It roared wildly, turned around and cut its tail, and threw it heavily towards Zhao Changhe in the air.
Zhao Changhe spun in the air, the tiger's tail swept away, and the knife had already slashed along the tiger's waist, causing a rain of blood in the sky.
"Step!" Zhao Changhe fell in front, and the strong inertia made him slide forward a few feet before he stood still. He turned around and looked back, seeing that the tiger was already dead.
In Cui Yuanyang's eyes, he is really like a god.
In a daze, I remembered my brother’s comment, as the tiger descends from the mountain, the dragon enters the sea.
How can a tiger compare to him?
"Ah, I told you not to look. I thought I could stop it, but I underestimated it. Damn, even the tigers here are more powerful than those in Beimang." Zhao Changhe strode back with hundreds of kilograms of tiger carcasses on his back and said with a smile: " Since you are traveling in the mountains, you will encounter wild beasts, which are easier to deal with than the masters. It's okay, you continue to eat, and I'll see if I can grill some meat."
Cui Yuanyang asked out of nowhere: "Do you often hunt tigers in Beimang?"
"Well, I haven't hunted before. At that time, this thing was hunted by Luo... Well, it was my friend who was hunting, but I only saw him occasionally. It was winter at that time, and although tigers were not hibernating, they had little activity, which was not easy to see." Zhao Changhe While cutting the tiger meat, he talked with excitement: "She hunted one at that time, and the whole village was like the Chinese New Year. Teacher Sun peeled off the tiger skin himself to make a chair cushion, which was the one I sat on in the Juyi Hall later. I don't know about you. Have you seen... Oh, it seems you didn't enter the Juyi Hall, I took you to the house..."
Cui Yuanyang sat on the side with her chin in her hands and watched him talk. It seemed that she couldn't hear clearly what he said.
“Huh? Why are you looking at me all the time?”
"Oh...oh, it's okay. I, I, I'll go relieve myself too, and don't turn around!" Cui Yuanyang jumped up like a rabbit and slipped into the bushes behind Zhao Changhe.
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Even though I can’t see you squatting behind the bushes, please don’t take off your clothes and squat at the same time...
Why is it a white tiger again...isn't this wrong? Is it because they are not all grown up?
“Ah!!” Cui Yuanyang’s scream suddenly came.
Zhao Changhe suddenly stood up: "What's wrong?"
“There is, there is a snake!”
"..." Zhao Changhe grabbed her sword and threw it to her hand accurately: "The Cui family's swordsmanship is yours to use. I really can't help you this time."
Cui Yuanyang drew his sword and chopped the snake into pieces, then looked at Zhao Changhe's back suspiciously: "You...how do you know where my hands are?"
"Identify the position by listening to the voice. Do you know the position by listening to the voice?" Zhao Changhe's face turned red with embarrassment and he didn't even want to grill the tiger meat: "You've almost rested. Let's go quickly after you're done!"
Little White Rabbit picked up his pants and chased after him: "Zhao Changhe! It turns out you are also very nasty!"
Zhao Changhe turned his head and made a tiger-claw gesture: "If you continue to be verbose, I will put you in eighteen different ways!"
“You only have your mouth open.”
“You just said I was nasty. Is your brain made of hemp?”
"Hmph." The little girl seemed to have completely forgotten what she was questioning just now, and naturally put her hand into his big hand. The two started Qinggong and ran wildly.
The days of wandering around the mountains with a beautiful girl are so unpretentious and boring.
If he had a choice, Zhao Changhe would rather deal with tigers and snakes like this every day, and it would be best to reach Qinghe like this all the way.
Unfortunately, the road leading to Qinghe is not a series of mountains. After three days of walking through the mountains, the front is already flat.
The stream flows from the mountain stream behind and gradually merges into the river in front. In the flowing river, there are ships floating and fishermen singing melodious songs.
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath.
If you want to cross a river, it is the place where people are most likely to be waiting for you, and it will be difficult to hide your whereabouts from now on.
Humans are much scarier than tigers.
(End of this chapter)