Beat up the enemy, wither the mountain.
A bus turned up from the mountain road, gradually slowed down, and finally stopped in front of the trial gate.
In the security booth, Jie Bujie leaned against the window, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the third tour bus that came today.
"Is it the tourist season again …"
He looked at the passengers who got off the bus one after another, feeling a little helpless.
Although he only beat up the staff responsible for cleaning up the [Garbage] at the enemy's house, he always felt a little uncomfortable whenever he saw unawe-inspiring tourists come to visit the trial gate.
The passengers who got off the bus walked towards the majestic trial gate with a clear goal. They quickly picked up their cameras and mobile phones and took photos of the trial gate.
The tour guide looked at the passengers who got off the bus with a smile and counted the number of people in her heart.
"One less."
The tour guide looked at the passengers who got off the bus and then got on the bus. She found that there was a passenger sitting in the back row, his head back, his face covered with a dusty straw hat, and he seemed to be napping.
She walked over quickly and politely called out a few words in a soft voice.
The man paused for a moment, reached out and picked up the straw hat, then straightened his body and looked out of the window.
"Here we are." He whispered to himself.
The tour guide looked at the young man's face, and a touch of red emerged from his white face.
So handsome.
She thought quietly in her heart.
The young man suddenly turned his head and whispered to the tour guide: "Thank you."
He got up and took down the black backpack placed on the upper luggage rack.
"No, you're welcome." The tour guide's face was redder, and her little heart was beating faster and faster, thinking that this handsome man's voice was so magnetic and pleasant to hear.
The young man smiled at her and then walked towards the door.
The tour guide, who was about to become a love-struck fool, watched Law get off the bus. Then, she carefully thought about the passengers on the bus. There didn't seem to be such a handsome man.
The bus that goes to the Withered Mountain to watch the trial gate is more like a cable car in a sense. It goes back and forth every day, and each trip has a different passenger.
Law got off the bus, pulled the shoulder strap of his backpack, and walked towards the trial gate.
In the security booth, Jie Bujie rested his chin on his hand and looked at the group of tourists who were taking pictures of the gate. Suddenly, he saw a black-haired young man with a bag on his back. He walked straight to the gate of the trial.
When Jie Bujie saw the young man, the young man also saw Jie Bujie and nodded in greeting.
"It's Luo."
Jie Bujie picked up the phone and dialed the butler's number. The call was picked up in less than two seconds.
Then, Jie Bujie reported Luo Zao's visit and hung up the phone.
"Boom …"
There was a dull sound of rocks being moved, followed by several female screams and the incredulous shouts of men.
Jie Bujie looked out of the window, only to see Law push open the seven doors, and then walk in, and the towering and majestic trial door quickly closed again, leaving a group of stunned tourists.
"Young Master Qi Yan is in for another treat."
Jie Bujie leaned on his cheek and muttered to himself as he looked at the tightly shut door.
.....
The trees were lush and lush, and the sound of insects was always ringing in the ears, full of vitality everywhere.
The sun was blocked by the dense branches and leaves, leaving only pieces of irregular light balls when it fell to the ground.
Law walked on the simple forest road, not fast, as if he was wandering.
After he walked a distance, he immediately felt a cold and ruthless gaze from the forest. Then, a huge beast's body slowly walked out of the woods, but it was the guard dog San Mao who became a guest four years ago.
Law stopped, looked at San Mao beside the forest road, raised his hand, and said, "Lie down."
San Mao's clear face did not show the slightest fluctuation, and when he heard Law's words, he immediately sat down.
"Roll." Luo laughed.
San Mao suddenly rolled over and broke a lot of dry branches, making a crisp cracking sound.
"Good."
Law raised his hand and took out a hind leg meat, about the size of an adult, covered with feathers, from the Black Cat's space. It was raw and there were some ice dregs on it. There were obvious signs of freezing and then retreating.
"This is the leg meat of the Ligaru bird. It's cheap for you." Law threw the hind leg meat into the air.
San Mao saw it, opened his mouth, a lot of saliva overflowed, his limbs slammed, jumped into the air, and held the hind leg meat in his mouth.
Law ignored San Mao and continued to go deeper.
Ligaru bird is a terrestrial creature, similar to the ostrich of the earth, but fundamentally different. First of all, its size is ten times that of the ostrich. Second, Ligaru bird's hind leg is very thick and strong, and its running speed can reach 80 kilometers.
The hind legs were the most delicious part of the Ligaru bird, because the Ligaru bird did not have the habit of nesting. Like the Kuafu bird, it kept running in the wilderness, and it was a social creature. Every time it ran in a group of hundreds, forming a formation like thousands of soldiers and horses.
Therefore, there are many people who die under the impact of Ligaru bird every year.
Law walked slowly in the sea of trees, about two hours, and finally came to the entrance guarded by the housekeeper.
"Law!"
At the entrance, there was no housekeeper, but two children about five or six years old stood there, one with silver hair and the other with black hair.
The silver-haired child waved at Law not far away, and the younger black-haired child pulled the silver-haired child's clothes.
"Qigong, Yaluja."
Law smiled and called out the names of the two children, and sped up his pace, while glancing at the woods somewhere beside the aisle.
Both children were the ones who beat the enemy. The silver-haired one was Qigong, the black-haired one was Yaluja, and the one who was hiding in the woods was Ilmi, who had a serious tendency to love his brother.
Law did not expose Ilmi, who was secretly observing, and came to Qigong and Yaluja.
"Law, you haven't been here for two months!" Qigong blinked his lovely big eyes.
"Do you miss me, or do you want to eat? You remember it so clearly. " Law reached out and rubbed Qigong's soft silver hair, as if he did not see the obvious scars on Qigong's face and arms.
Beating, electrocution, feeding poison …
This was the growth stage Qigong was going through.
Law would come to beat the enemy every few months, and every time he could see Qigong covered with scars, he could do nothing but feel distressed.
This was a process that every child of the enemy's Hakka family had to go through. As an outsider, Law could contact Qigong, who was growing up, which was a situation that was specially allowed by the enemy's Hakka family, let alone interfere.
Ilmi, who loved his brother, was very opposed to this.
Hearing Law's words, Qigong's eyes turned, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he said seriously: "Of course, I want to eat."
"I want to eat too!" Yaluja looked at Qigong and said.
"A very unfriendly answer." Law shook his head.
Yaluja's body could easily heal Qigong's wounds, but Qigong did not want to let this secret be exposed, so he did not let Yaluja heal his injuries.
At present, the people who beat the enemy's Hakka family did not know Yaluja's ability. When they knew, it was almost time for Ilmi to insert a needle into Qigong's head.
Law knew that these things had not happened yet, but he could not interfere, because this was the enemy's own business.
What he could do now was to try to bring some delicious food to Qigong and Yaluja, and then live for a while and tell the two of them about their travels outside.
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