The Witch Nichang

Aunt Ling, from then on, I called her Master.

Following her, she was still uneasy. I knew that she was willing to accept more disciples at that time, but she was careful to follow all the way. I was afraid that when she regrets she will give up on me. I don't know how to respond.

After getting along for a long time, I realized that I was worried.

Master said that she is a very stubborn person. She accepts her apprentices or is only momentarily motivated, but she really treats me as an apprentice when she accepts them. She takes me to travel around the world. There is no place to stay, but she must dial every day. Spend an hour or two to practice the exercises, urging me to pull the leg from the stump to meditate with luck. There is no such thing as teaching, even the minutiae will dictate.

I always remember her evaluation of me, not to mention the maturity of the mind and the importance of it, so I always pay special attention when I practice, I just hope that the diligence can make up for it, and I don't dare to neglect in my spare time. When she rests, I go to search for water. Not a little bit uncomfortable. On the contrary, when I rise, I will feel that I have returned to the days of backpackers. Occasionally I forgot about the size, I had done the fire, and once caused her doubts, but naturally I couldn't think of anything. All go to the child's origin in the mountains.

For a whole year, I traveled with her in many places, but often stayed in the sparsely populated mountains and mountains, and rarely settled in the bustling and bustling city. This made me vaguely think that she should be avoiding something, but only in her heart. guess.

Normally, except for those two hours that taught me, she had very little to say, and never talked about her.

What I learned, she did not say, I did not ask.

What is her full name, she doesn't say it, and I don't ask.

Finally, one day, at the peak of Xiyue, she looked down at the smoky valley for a long time and said to me, "You and I will settle down here."

I nodded and said yes.

We searched a few places, and finally found a good place on the mountainside. There was a secluded and remote place, and there was an ancient cave that was quite deep. The scenery of the cave entrance was also very good. Master is very satisfied with this place. The sword in my hand will suit The stone was cut into stone benches, and finally flying on the cliff stone, the three characters of Huanglong Cave were engraved.

This is the first time I have seen her out of a sword, and the first time I have seen the so-called shaving stone as mud. I thought the exaggerated scene was now in front of my eyes, and I couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out that I really worshiped an expert as a teacher.

Then I went down the mountain to buy food bedding, and bought some appliances and thick clothes, and finally rushed to have a place to rest before winter.

The day she settled, she called me to her knees, and I saw her look serious. Now she acted respectfully and respectfully. Then she was silent for a long time and finally opened her mouth seriously.

Since then, I have learned that her original name is Ling Muhua, and she has learned the best of the 100 schools. She does not need to trace back to the tradition of the teacher. Create a school of swordsmanship.

"Xianer." She called me: "Because of this, the teacher will no longer supervise your work as before, but fortunately you have been diligent and conscious, and smart, although the bones are a bit more common, but It ’s the so-called leap, not ten steps; the horse is ten, and the work is unsatisfactory. If it gets into my teacher's door, it should be what the teacher expects, understand? "

At that time, I had been practicing for more than a year, and was still in the introductory stage. I was blessed with the exam-oriented education. All the tactics and swords that I needed to recite were memorable and memorable. I also had a good memory of the tricks. The illusion of cleverness also made her hope for me, but after all, it was a generation of masters. On the other hand, the truth of my slow meditation and slow progress cannot be concealed, so I have this encouragement.

The original intention has not been changed, neither ambitious in mind, nor do I want to be a so-called master, but I have to take this expectation, she should give me how much, I should know myself.

After that, Master often began to retreat.

At the deepest part of the cave, she opened another small stone room. The room was not large, and two rocks were juxtaposed on the outside. It was easy to see, and she could not move easily when she saw it. She studied martial arts in it for ten days and a half. I just came out and played with my hands. By the way, I learned how to improve. Occasionally I went to hunt for some ingredients. Then I gave it to my disciple to clean up after a good deal, or it became natural to get used to it for more than a year. What's wrong with handing over a trivial matter to a child, I am so happy that she has no doubts and is well organized.

Days passed like this, after the winter, Huashan began to snow one after another.

At first, you can still watch the beautiful and magnificent snow scene with great interest, but the snow situation gradually changed from small to large. Finally, in the middle of the winter, the snow fell for three days and three nights, and a cold wind destroyed the wood. Yan Frost had stones, creeks were frozen, snow covered the knees, and the whole Huashan was sealed in snow.

I did n’t expect that there would be such a large amount of snow, which was a bit of a surprise. Fortunately, the tunnel entrance was a tortuous terrain. In addition, I temporarily tied two retaining walls with branches and animal skins, and finally got shelter from the wind and cold. effect. The cave has a thick coat, and there is ample salary for grain storage. Occasionally, when I ’m cold, I can move two pieces of coal from the outer cave to warm the fire. I do n’t dare to keep burning in the inner cave. Master also thinks No-although we have different starting points.

Even so, there are still some chores, such as clearing snow, and then fetching water.

I wrapped myself in a thick layer, and then carried a wooden barrel to march in the snow forest. From a long distance, it may not look like a clumsy little brown bear. Master always said that people who practice martial arts can exercise their skills to protect themselves from the cold. Unfortunately, she The disciples did not fight, they were still shivering when they became bears. There was no snow on this day, but it was still windy. Occasionally, the snow on the branches fell into the neck, which was really cold.

After arriving at the creek, the water flow was frozen and firm. When I walked into it, I took a sigh of relief, raised the number of iron chisels in my hand, and the ice layer shattered into pieces. Then I put the crushed ice into the bucket and took it back to store it. In case it needs to be used in time, this is something that needs to be repeated every few days. For me today, it is the most difficult work.

Finally filled the bucket, I straightened my waist, sat on the ice with my butt, and decided to catch my breath first.

Although tired, the heart is peaceful.

The surroundings are extremely quiet. Looking at the silver-clad plains everywhere, the trees, mountains, and rocks are all beautifully carved with ice and jade sculptures. In addition, the valley is here, and there is almost no wind. Once my chirping sounds disappear, it is quiet and here. Time is frozen, only the sound of breathing also proves the existence of my life.

Gradually, as the breathing slowed, it seemed like something else could be heard.

At first, I thought I was wrong. After all, auditory hallucinations tend to occur in extremely quiet environments. Of course, it may also be the sliding of snow, the rolling of rocks, or even the branches that can't bear the weight and break. No matter which, it will create a strange hollow valley echo.

But that's wrong!

I jumped up, grasped the ice-chiseling iron with my left hand, and pulled out the short sword donated by the waist master with my right hand, and looked around slowly and carefully, paying attention to every clue--the sound was sometimes absent, although it appeared slightly. , But short and full of rhythm, like a faint drumbeat, clearly like the footsteps of animals!

On the right hand, there seems to be something moving in the snow forest not far away, and I can't be sure, and I dare not check it out.

There was a faint smell in the air, or just an illusion, but I clearly felt that there was a look at myself on that end.

Time passed, and in such a cold day, the limbs gradually became stale after a long time of stalemate. I don't know how long this situation will remain stalemate. It is a little anxious to consider whether to simply step forward boldly, or just start a fright.

In a moment of silence, suddenly a long howl came out of the air.

The whistling sound was high and distant. After several twists and turns, it was closed at the end to make it low. The snow on the shocking tree all fluttered and fluttered. After hearing the whistling of the thing that had been confronting me, it seemed to be an order. Deep into Xuelin, the whereabouts no longer intentionally lurk, and the snow dust brought about by the running is tumbling like boiling water, scattered for a long time.

Due to the interference of Xuechen, I still didn't see what happened to me, but I was sure I heard it clearly.

Where is what Changxiao, it is clearly a howling.

When I chose to live in Xiyue, my master and I deliberately avoided the place where tigers and wolf inhabited. The calmness that I had been in for the past half a year, but now I suddenly met each other on the narrow road near my residence.

Even worse, in the next few days, every night, the desolate wolverine could hear the score even in the cave.

I was a little uneasy, lest the wolves searched for the smell and came into the cave one night, but it happened that these days Master is retreating. The big things in my eyes are small things, so I ca n’t disturb them, I can only raise them myself Spiritually, I only fell asleep while holding a dagger at night, and kept an eye out for any changes at the entrance.

After staying there for three nights, Master finally got out of control on the fourth day. I reported it to her immediately. After thinking about it, she thought for a moment, and calmly said, "I want to come because of the heavy snow in recent days, so that the herd has nowhere to look for food. Driven by hunger, this changed the site, and if you look at it, if you are too close to Huanglong Cave, you will not allow them to spread wild. "

I ’m more of a temper than a lesser event. Listening to this, I also hope that the herd is far away from being irrelevant, but it may be about two more hours that day and night. Wolverine is not only endless, but one after another, it feels better than the previous few days. Come closer to the hole.

Master didn't say much. She got up straight from the bed, put on her coat, and came out with a sword.

When she went out, she didn't explain anything, so I was not good at it, I just raised the fire in the cave and tightened my nerves, but I waited and waited but I never saw her return. I forgot to count before and could n’t figure it out. In time, listening to the wolf howling outside is much lighter than before, and it is estimated that the danger is not great, and some can't wait, so they go out of the cave with a fire.

The cold outside of the cave is very pressing. It is the lowest temperature period. Even the moonlight is cold on the snow. I do n’t dare to go far. I just looked around and looked around. It was unexpected. The two wolf corpses were killed with their eyes staring at each other, apparently Master's handwriting.

I think that the wolf's wound just happened to have very little bleeding. I wanted to come to Master to deal with them with ease, and when I felt relieved, I wanted to return to the hole.

Just then, a faint voice came from the wind.

At first I was shocked, thinking that the encounter when I was digging ice to fetch water came again. I quickly drew a sword on the back of the hand against the cliff and raised a torch against the darkness. However, I waited for a long time to see nothing, and raised my ears to listen carefully to the wind The ringing sound is not like howling, but more like a child's cry.

This is even more strange. The barren mountains and ridges are closed by heavy snow. When the wolf is here, it's okay to say, how can there be children crying?

Suddenly, all sorts of strange thoughts came out in my mind, and I was frightened with cold sweat.

At this moment, I just want to return quickly. I really want to leave but I can't move. Although it seems weak, the bone is an adult soul who has lived for more than 20 years. .

Gritting his teeth, he finally made up his mind, held the torch, and moved away step by step in the direction of the sound.

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