Today I hold the world

"It's fucking bad luck!"

Yang Chuanfu cursed, and slowly slapped the snow off his body, but it was difficult to move his body.

At this time, it was about [-] miles away from Yuancheng. Originally, I planned to run at least [-] miles tonight, but I was forced to fall off my horse during the last [-] miles.

It is not a problem with people, nor a problem with the road, but a problem with the horse.

When I was walking, I picked the biggest horse, thinking that a tall horse would be strong, but it was only then that I realized that this horse was a good-looking horse. After running for only twenty miles, it knelt on its front legs and fell to the ground and couldn't get up. He frothed at the mouth and twitched continuously, the breath was cut off within half a stick of incense.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened to the three of them. Zhong Shouyi was sensitive and rolled off the horse first with Linger in his arms. Yang Chuanfu's skill was not as good as Zhong Shouyi's.

"I have led horses at least a hundred times in the inn, but I didn't expect to fall into the hands of such a useless thing like you."

The horse was already dead, but Yang Chuanfu still pointed at its dead body and cursed, he really had nowhere to vent his anger.

After venting his anger, he looked a little disappointed, and lay there rubbing his buttocks.

After Zhong Shouyi put Ling'er down, he quickly ran over to help Yang Chuanfu. Yang Chuanfu gritted his teeth and stood up, and was asked by the boy:

"Can you still go?"

"Yes!" Yang Chuanfu responded almost without hesitation, then tried to move two steps, and slowly approached Ling'er who was standing in the snow.

"Ling'er, tell Sixth Brother, does it hurt from the fall?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Yang Chuanfu nodded, looking around, it was still snowy and pitch black.

The official road ahead couldn't see the end clearly. Considering his body and hips, Yang Chuanfu pretended to be okay and said:

"Although we can continue to walk, we can't rush the road. We didn't rest much this night, so we decided not to hurry. We found a mountain shelter to shelter from the cold."

There are black dense forests on the east and west sides of the official road. In winter, the branches and leaves are withered and the bushes are overgrown. I really can't find a suitable place for a while.

Glancing at the horse corpse lying on the ground, Yang Chuanfu asked Zhong Shouyi to go forward for a mile. He and the girl walked slowly, and then walked directly to the dense forest on the west side.

Zhong Shou let out an 'oh', stepped forward, and heard Yang Chuanfu say: "Take this, your wooden sword is very precious, you can't use it to cut dead branches and leaves to open the way."

What was thrown out was the sabre, which was picked up from the corpses of the officers and soldiers earlier. It was actually sharper than the long knife that Yang Chuanfu was holding, but Yang Chuanfu was not used to sabers.

"Ling'er, let's go too." Holding the girl's little hand, Yang Chuanfu limped away from the horse corpse.

The reason why I have to go forward for another mile is entirely because I am afraid that if someone comes after me, I will search along the dense forests on both sides. If I run into someone, I am afraid that there will be troubles.

Deep down in his heart, Yang Chuanfu no longer wanted to have anything to do with that damned Yuan Cheng. He had a fall just now and thought it through thoroughly. The people in Yuan Cheng will be left to them whether they live or die, and the last bit of nostalgia in his heart has dissipated.

After finally walking for a mile, he really couldn't walk anymore. It wasn't that he was physically weak, but that his waist and hips hurt so badly that he had to rest.

So Zhong Shouyi opened the way ahead, and the three of them drilled in along the dark dense forest to the west, and estimated a high slope, where three iron birches wrapped in ice and snow grew strangely, Yang Chuanfu said:

"Let's just go here. The terrain here is slightly higher and covered by giant trees. It's a good place."

After chopping off the small dead branches around the birch, the three of them sat down comfortably, took out meatloaf and water and began to eat.

The food is cold, but not too hard to swallow. When I sit down, I feel sleepy and feel sleepy after eating.

Protecting the girl in the middle and covering her with a long robe, Yang Chuanfu squinted his eyes while hugging the long knife wrapped in cloth.

Zhong Shouyi squatted next to him and looked around from time to time. Although he was tired, he didn't dare to fall asleep. He wanted to keep vigil for the sixth son and his sister.

People's energy is not equal, even for people with the same physique, one person can sleep for three hours a day, while another person may need to sleep for four hours to recover.

Although Zhong Shouyi is young, he has never slackened in practicing kung fu since he was a child. In terms of spirit alone, he is definitely better than Yang Chuanfu.

This day and night, Yang Chuanfu exerted the most energy and consumed the most energy. Zhong Shouyi felt that he should do something for him.

The cold wind howled, and snowflakes fell from the sky from time to time. In order to improve his spirit, Zhong Shouyi turned out a dense scroll made of unknown animal skin, sat cross-legged, and began to recite silently.

In fact, he is not as mysterious as Yang Chuanfu imagined, nor is he a master of magic with hidden strength. If that is the case, how could he be reduced to working as a handyman in an inn.

When grandfather Zhong Zishan died, only this volume of Qi training method and [Huangtao Sword] was handed down. Zhong Shouyi had no idea what the cultivation world was like.

From the age of six to the present, he has not stepped into the first level of Qi training, nor does he know how to use any spiritual power. He can only activate the [Yellow Peach Sword] with blood as a medium. After using it once, he will become dizzy for more than half an hour, and sometimes even fall into a coma.

Both father and mother died, and even though they were doing things all day long, it was like a dream, and it was only when they sat cross-legged and meditated, did they feel that everything was real.

Of course, I know about the past of the Zhong family, the remnants of the previous dynasty.However, it has been 70 years, Liang Guo has changed three monarchs, and they have long since stopped pursuing them. The reason why they hid in Yuancheng is all because of grandpa.

Zhong Shouyi didn't know what his parents had taken from others. His grandfather Zhong Zishan didn't say much before he died, and his father was even more helpless. He died in the mountain. The body was carried back by woodcutters. There was no chance before he died. Leave a legacy.

I am used to meditating, time will pass quickly, after an hour passed, I heard someone swearing on the official road, Zhong Shou stood behind the tree and watched together.

Erluzi and his six brothers were beating the horses. The three horses had lost their patience because of their torture.

Naturally, they couldn't find Zhong Shouyi, but Zhong Shouyi saw it clearly. The second donkey's saber was stained with blood and had been frozen. Two of his brothers were carrying a bag with black horseshoes protruding from the bag. It was the leg and hoof of the dead horse abandoned by the three of them.

The sky will be bright in half an hour, and they can't control the horses, so they insist on pulling them forward, and the passing process will be particularly long.

The three horses were obviously hungry and had no fodder, so how could strangers continue to control them. After the second donkey and his beggar brothers had exhausted their strength, they let go of their restraints and sat down panting.

The more he listened to their conversation, the more Zhong Shouyi felt that something was wrong. After a while, they agreed to stop and rest.

Zhong Shouyi felt that the luck of the three of them was really bad, and he wanted to get rid of Erluzi and his party a long time ago, but he didn't expect to run into him again at this time.

Fortunately, at last the group of them got into the dense forest to the east, Zhong Shouyi heaved a sigh of relief, but saw the three horses standing still and returning in the same direction after a long time.

Zhong Shouyi turned around and sat cross-legged to continue meditating until there was no one left on the official road.

In the early morning, the surrounding fields were silent, the cold wind was still blowing, but the temperature was not so cold. Some of the snow on the treetops was blown down and fell on top of Zhong Shouyi's head. He opened his eyes and got up to stretch his body.

The habit of piling and practicing martial arts was taught to him by Zhong Nianqing. No matter he will become a cultivator in the future or just be a warrior, he must be physically stronger than ordinary people.

People have different aptitudes and talents, but there is no difference in the time they can use. Ordinary people also live for 70 years. There is a big difference in the strength they can accumulate after practicing for 30 years and practicing for 50 years. This is 'persistence' importance.

Zhong Shouyi has understood the principle of dripping water through rocks since he was a child, so he doesn't feel how hard it is to practice every morning. He has seen Zhong Nianqing leap three feet and fight a tiger with his bare hands. The power of coherent operation fascinated the young Zhong Shou.

'Human potential has endless possibilities to be tapped', this is what Zhong Nianqing taught him. It is a shameful behavior for martial arts practitioners not to be slack when they have not reached the limit of ordinary physique forging.

When the sun was high, Yang Chuanfu slowly opened his eyes, wiped his face with snow water, stood up and saw Zhong Shouyi eating meatloaf, and walked over to take one.

"Didn't sleep last night?"

"Ah."

Yang Chuanfu nodded, biting the meatloaf and saying, "I'll watch tonight, you sleep with Ling'er."

Zhong Shouyi did not respond.

After they finished eating, the girl just woke up, Yang Chuanfu touched her forehead, found that she was not cold, and said with a smile: "Ling'er, are you hungry?"

"Hungry." Ling'er rubbed her big eyes in response.

Yang Chuanfu broke off half of the patty and handed it to her to eat.

Zhong Shouyi asked, "Are you okay?"

Yang Chuanfu glanced, "What's wrong with me?"

Although he knew that Zhong Shouyi was asking about his physical condition, he still disliked the kid's tone, as if he had become a patient who needed to be taken care of.

"The group of beggars were resting in the dense forest opposite. They came here in the middle of the night yesterday." Zhong Shouyi continued.

Yang Chuanfu frowned and stood up to wait and see, but he didn't see any movement, so he cursed secretly: "The ghosts of these things linger."

When Ling'er was full, the three of them wrapped up their robes and went down to the official road, and continued on their way lightly.

After walking for two miles, he only heard the neighing of many horses behind him. He quickly stopped and hid on the side of the official road. After a while, he saw several horse-drawn carriages galloping past.

No need to guess, this must be someone who survived the evil disaster last night and is going to leave that ghostly place during the day.

After the carriages left, Yang Chuanfu led the two of them to continue on their way. They only traveled less than ten miles from morning to afternoon, and the root cause was still in his painful waist and hips.

After resting last night, I got better, and the pain started again when I was traveling during the day. After all, I couldn't pretend anymore. I stopped and slowed down my pace. Anyway, it was about forty miles away from Yuancheng, and I felt that there was no danger.

At night, since the official road was surrounded by plains, the three of them searched the east and west sides, found a snow pit fifty feet to the east, and planned to rest.

This time Yang Chuanfu lay outside and put on a robe to protect the siblings from the wind and watch the night. After two hours, he opened his eyes with a jerk and found that he had fallen asleep again.

On the official road, figures in twos and threes were running from north to south, and there were occasional shrill shouts from the north, which soon disappeared.

Just thinking about it, Yang Chuanfu knew that he couldn't rest anymore and had to hurry.

Just as Zhong Shouyi and Ling'er were woken up, they heard a whistling 'Goooo', and when they looked back, their souls suddenly frightened. The sky was already dark that day, but at this moment, countless red dots were flying around, which was particularly permeating.

"Let's go!" Without saying a word, Yang Chuanfu pulled out the two brothers and sisters from the snow pit and ran south.