"There has been a lot of commotion in the mountains in the past few days. Let me tell you, there must be some masters fighting in it. Hey - little brother, just listen to what I have to say."
The man in a raincoat tried to stop him but failed, and only half of his story was told when the young man couldn't wait to enter the mountain.
It rained heavily and the roads were muddy, making it difficult to walk on the mountain road. On such a rainy day, it was even more difficult for ordinary people to walk. But for Tianquan, who had martial arts skills, although the mountain road was steep, it was not completely unwalkable.
The man's words suddenly made Tianquan feel uneasy. He followed the direction described by the other person and braved the heavy rain to explore into the mountain with difficulty.
After struggling for about an hour, Tianquan finally came to a wide area. The trees here were broken by external forces, so the road seemed particularly wide.
Tianquan hurriedly leaned over to check, and sure enough he found traces of a master's attack. After he discovered the remaining sword marks at the scene, the uneasiness in his heart began to magnify infinitely.
A mere sword mark couldn't explain anything, but Tianquan had a sense of consciousness that this must have been left by his master Yushu Zhenren.
For no reason, Tian Quan suddenly felt a little uneasy.
In a dilapidated mountain temple in the heavy rain, Master Yushu's Taoist robe was stained red with blood. His face was horribly pale. Although he was so weak that he had no strength at all, fortunately there was someone who could take care of him.
"Grandpa Taoist Master, here comes the water." A young man came forward diligently. He carefully held an old bowl full of water in front of Master Yushu.
This young man was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was wearing a torn coarse shirt and a pair of worn-out straw sandals. Although he was dressed like a beggar, he kept his face very clean.
"Thank you very much." Master Yushu showed a soft smile. He was seriously injured and could only rely on the young man to take the initiative to feed water into his mouth.
After feeding Master Yushu water, the young man sat down next to him. It was raining heavily outside, and this small mountain temple could barely block the wind and rain.
The young man looked at the sky outside through the leaky window, and said to Master Yushu: "Master Taoist Master, I'm afraid it will rain for half a day. When the rain stops, I will go out and get you some food."
"Thank you for your hard work, child." Master Yushu did not refuse the other party's kindness. He knew that he must recover from his injuries as soon as possible.
"It's not hard."
After receiving the thanks from Master Yushu, the young man's face turned red with excitement. The rain outside continued unabated, but he felt a little restless, as if there were ants crawling on him. He couldn't help but start walking around the small temple.
Go.
Master Yushu didn't react at all. Although he closed his eyes calmly and looked calm and composed, the lingering worry between his brows still betrayed his unquiet heart.
Speaking of which, Master Yushu's current situation was due to both ** and God's will.
When he and Qian Xiaoxiao were fighting that day, he was accidentally attacked by the opponent and fell into a disadvantage. This girl was very persistent and vowed to force him out of the mountain.
The opponent chased her all the way, but he retreated all the way. The girl was no longer as timid as before, and she had no scruples in her attacks. The real Yushu was actually knocked down from a cliff by the opponent.
There are many dangerous peaks on the road to Shushan. Although Yushu fell off the cliff, fortunately he was in good health and not only sustained his injuries, but also took this opportunity to successfully avoid Qian Xiaoxiao's pursuit.
And just when Master Yushu was meditating on the spot to heal his injuries, and was about to rest for half a day before setting off, a heavy rain suddenly struck, the rocks cracked, and the mud flow roared like wild waves. No matter how powerful he was in martial arts, his mortal body could not withstand the power of heaven and earth.
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Master Yushu was hit by a sudden torrent of rocks and soon lost consciousness. When he woke up, he found himself in a ruined temple. It was a young man who saved him.
This young man's name is Amao, and he is an orphan in the village at the foot of the mountain. He was lonely when he was young, and he usually made a living by going up the mountain to collect firewood. That day, by chance, he discovered the real Yushu. This is the reason why the two of them are now in a ruined temple.
The grace of saving one's life was profound, so even though Master Yushu knew that Amao had other thoughts, he didn't take it to heart.
Amao is just an ordinary young man. His little thoughts can be hidden from ordinary people, but if he wants to deceive a master of martial arts like Yushu, he really thinks too highly of himself.
In fact, Amao thought he had hidden it well, but Master Yushu had already understood the whole story. When he woke up that day, he heard several teenagers talking outside the mountain temple.
Amao was not the first person to discover him. The person who found Yushu was actually another child in the village. The other child proposed to take him back to the village, but Amao refused.
Then Amao drove away several teenagers and brought Master Yushu to this mountain temple alone. For several days, he served Master Yushu as his father like a filial son before a long-term illness, with an eager and flattering attitude.
The meaning is very strong.
Amao didn't recognize the real Yushu, but he could tell that the purple robe he wore was definitely not something that ordinary Taoist priests could afford.
Amao's parents passed away before he could remember. Under the care of various kind-hearted people in the village, he finally grew up to the point where he can now take care of himself.
When he was young, he didn't have any big ambitions. He just wanted to find a boy when he grew up and live a stable life. Until one day, when he and several children from the village went to the town to sell firewood, he heard a storyteller's witty words.
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The word "jianghu" appeared in Amao's little world for the first time. It seemed to have some magic power, making Amao fall into a story of heroic and courageous, happy and grudges, and he was out of control.
Every time Amao went to the town, he would sneak into the storyteller's stall and listen to the storyteller's description of the happy, free and unrestrained world.
Several times, in order to listen to more stories about rivers and lakes, Amao even spent his meager savings to listen to an interesting storyteller in an inn.
Over time, the prototype of Jianghu has been formed in Amao's heart, and his ambition has changed from living a stable life, reaching the sky in one step, to becoming a famous hero in the Jianghu.
It is undoubtedly a foolish dream for an orphan from a mountain village to become famous in the world where masters and heroes emerge one after another, but Amao still stubbornly chooses this difficult path to reach the sky.
He told the people in his village about his ambition, but he didn't get the admiration and admiration they expected. The village chief told him to be down-to-earth in a sincere way.
"My dear, Master Li in the blacksmith shop in town still needs a helper. You can go there tomorrow. You can learn a craft to support yourself and to find a wife in the future." The village chief's advice was well-intentioned, but Amao'er listened to it.
, but made him blush with embarrassment.
For the first time, Amao realized that his self-esteem had been hurt. He wanted to be a hero in the world, but the village chief introduced him to a blacksmithing job. This was not looking down on him.
Regardless of everyone's opposition, Amao resolutely took his savings and left the village to pursue his hero.
Then less than half a month later, he returned to the village in despair. It turned out that he was asking around for news about "Jianghu" in the town, and finally heard that in a town farther away, a "hero" was recruiting disciples.
So he went happily.
Unexpectedly, the "hero" defrauded Amao of his savings for many years with just a few words. When the "hero" planned to be a good person and sell Amao, the official came and took away the "hero"
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After Amao was sent back to the village by the official, he hesitantly mentioned the matter of money. The village chief was also an honest man and went to the government on his behalf to get back the money that had been defrauded.
Although Amao succeeded in getting back the money he had been defrauded, he was so frightened that he had a high fever within two days after returning to the village. A serious illness emptied his savings and even asked his neighbor to pay for it.
A lot of soup and medicine expenses.
Although Amao's dream of becoming a hero was shattered before it even set sail, this experience did not make the young man give up.
However, due to the experience of almost being abducted, Amao became afraid of the outside world, so he began to try the method of waiting and waiting.
Since then, Amao has not followed the village chief's instructions to work as a helper in the blacksmith shop, and has been half-hearted about collecting firewood. He wanders around the familiar village and nearby mountain and forest towns carelessly every day.
Just when Amao was about to become a second-rate scoundrel, a pie-in-the-sky thing actually happened.
That day, the weather was gloomy, and Amao was too lazy to go up the mountain. Unexpectedly, he escaped a disaster. Soon, heavy rain poured down, and the scene of rockfall was horrifying.
Because someone in the village went up the mountain before the heavy rain. After the rain subsided, the village chief hurriedly summoned people to search for the person, and Amao was also forcibly called.
It was under such circumstances that Amao and several other young men met Master Yushu who was in the same predicament.
At first, it was another child who found Yushu, who was mostly buried in mud and rocks. He called other friends to rescue him. Amao didn't want to go until he saw the purple Taoist robe on the other person's body.
Amao's eyes seemed to explode suddenly, and the unreachable figure actually appeared in front of him.
At this moment, Amao showed far more quickness than the others. He sent away everyone who was traveling with him for various reasons, and one person gritted his teeth and dragged Master Yushu half-carried and half-dragged to the nearest small temple.
He spent a lot of time taking care of the other person, running back and forth to the town and village several times in the heavy rain, borrowing money with eloquent words, and going to the town to buy medicine.
Finally, two days later, he waited until the moment when Master Yushu woke up. When talking to him, his words were vague, but he grasped the key point of saving his life, and at the same time, he tried his best to please and take care of him.
A few days later, just when Amao's patience was about to run out, Master Yushu's injury improved and he was finally able to get up and move.
Amao was overjoyed. He raised his head and met the kind eyes of Master Yushu. He gritted his teeth and knelt down with a plop: "Grandpa Taoist Master! Please accept me as your disciple!"