Wei Zi was very anxious and only wanted to speed up his pace. However, the golden-eyed man's injuries were not light. After dragging his two injured legs and limping for a while, he stopped panting.
Wei Zi, who had been supporting him all the way, was also drenched in sweat. Seeing that he was not leaving, he also stopped in his tracks. Under the faint moonlight, he curiously stole a glance at the man beside him.
Although his face was covered in blood, he looked elegant and had an extraordinary temperament. In particular, he exuded an arrogance that could not be violated!
How did such an arrogant man fall into the hands of those robbers? Although Wei Zi couldn't figure it out, he was certain that this golden-eyed man was definitely Mountain Master Chong!
"I'm guessing that you must think that I'm Mountain Master Chong, right?”
Ah! As expected of a golden eye, he saw through his thoughts at a glance. Wei Zi could only nod and admit,"
"Right, aren't you Mountain Master Chong? Those robbers caught you because you're Mt. Chongshan, right?”
The golden-eyed man shook his head and said angrily,
"Those bandits! They would burn, kill, and plunder wherever they went. They would capture anyone they saw, regardless of whether they were Chongshan or not!”
"But I heard-the bad guys said-they wanted to draw power from you..."
"You know what? Not only did the people of Chongshan have power, but you also have power. It's just that the power contained in each person's body is different!”
"But you have a pair of golden eyes!”
"Brat, who told you that the golden-eyed man is the Chongshan man?”
Hearing him say this, Wei Zi was like an autumn cicada landing on the ground, and his mouth went mute.
Indeed, Grandma had never told him that the golden-eyed man was the Chongshan man. Grandma had only said that if there were teeth in his mouth, it was very likely that he was the Chongshan man. However, there were no teeth in his mouth. Was he really the Chongshan man? Where was that strange man with bright teeth now?
The golden-eyed man seemed to have seen through Wei Zi's thoughts again. He pretended to ask casually,
"Who gave you that stone in your bag?”
He asked so bluntly that he was certain that Wei Zi couldn't have picked up the stone on the road. This made Wei Zi feel incredulous, so he could only answer honestly,"
"It was given by a strange man!"
"Oh?" The golden-eyed man was surprised when he heard that. He stared at Wei Zi and asked,"
"You've seen him before? Did he have a shiny tooth in his mouth?”
Wei Zi nodded and sighed. How did this golden-eyed man know everything about him like the back of his hand? It could be seen that his skills were indeed extraordinary.
A complicated expression flashed across the golden-eyed man's face. His face was cold, and the golden light in his eyes dimmed.
"What's your name?" His tone turned cold.
"My name is Wei Zi! I know you're not a bad person, but I want to know who you are.”
The golden-eyed man did not seem to want to answer this question. Just like the strange man with the bright teeth, he deliberately avoided this sensitive question every time he asked.
"Now is not the time to chat. The robbers are coming! Don't worry about me. Let's go first!"
"No, I can't abandon you!”
"Don't worry, they won't be able to catch me this time. Hurry up and walk along this path. After crossing a mountain, you will see a pavilion. If you haven't been caught by the robbers, you can go into the pavilion and rest! Do you remember?"
"No, I can't leave because I still have to find out where my father is!”
"You know what? When the Ancient Dragon Tree bloomed, many Mudmen would reach the end of their lives!”
Wei Zi was stunned. The words of the golden-eyed man in front of him were actually the same as the strange man with the bright teeth he had encountered before.
"I've heard that someone once said this to me!”
As he spoke, a few gunshots came from afar. The golden-eyed man pushed Wei Zi and said,
"They're almost here. There's no time to waste. Let's go!”
"But my father…"
"Wei Zi, your father might have gone to a faraway place!”
"No, I won't let him go. If he leaves, he'll be like Grandma and won't be able to come back!”
Wei Zi felt a wave of grief, his eyes red as he sobbed softly.
"Sigh, many Mudmen can only see the Ancient Dragon Tree bloom in their entire lives!”
"Why? I don't believe it. I'm also a mud man!”
"Although you are a mud man, you are different from many mud men. You have chosen a direction. As long as you run quickly and work hard, you may become a stone man! I've said too much to you! Since you saved me, let's go!”
Wei Zi was sure that he had met a man with great ability. He continued to ask unwillingly,
"Please tell me, can I still see my father?”
"Maybe! Don't ask anymore, let's go! Otherwise, you will have the same fate as your father!”
He gently pushed Wei Zi's back, and Wei Zi ran forward.
The golden-eyed man shouted at him,"
"Don't turn back, run!"
Wei Zi listened to his words and ran forward along a narrow path without looking back.
He kept running along the rugged mountain path, but the screams and gunshots of the robbers behind him were getting closer and closer. His nervous heart almost jumped out of his chest.
The mountain road ahead was getting more and more steep and difficult to walk on. After running for a while, his feet felt as heavy as lead, and he ran slower and slower. However, he did not dare to stop to rest. He could clearly hear the robbers shouting behind him.
"He's right ahead-after him!"
Wei Zi panted like a bull and couldn't run. The darkness before dawn and the mountain mist made it impossible for him to see the road under his feet. His foot tripped on an old rattan lying on the path and he staggered. His body tilted and fell down, falling down the cliff beside the path.
He shouted in panic,
"Ah!"
Holding his head with both hands, he closed his eyes in pain. He had wanted to escape the bandits 'pursuit, but he had not expected to lose his life in the Cliff Valley and fall into a pile of meat paste.
As his body fell, the cloth bag on his body wrapped around a tree branch on the cliff, and he hung in the air.
At this moment, a flurry of footsteps came from afar. A few robbers arrived and walked past the path above him. One of the robbers said,
"I clearly heard shouting. He can't have run far!”
"Pay attention to the bushes on both sides!"
"Hmph, don't let that cooked duck fly away. You must catch it for me!”
The robbers cursed and left.
Wei Zi reached out his hand and tried to grab the branch above his head, but his fingers still couldn't reach the branch, nor could he get close to the cliff. When he struggled to move, the strap of the cloth bag made a creaking sound. Seeing that the strap of the cloth bag was about to break, he lowered his head and looked down at the bottomless abyss, surrounded by jagged rocks.
He didn't dare to move. He gripped the cloth bag tightly with both hands and closed his eyes in despair.
A ray of morning light penetrated the mountain mist and shone on the cliff. The moist morning wind blew against his face, and a faint fragrance of flowers seeped into his heart. He opened his eyes and looked around.
When he looked up, his spirit couldn't help but be refreshed. Above his head was an unknown old tree. Its ancient and vigorous thick roots were deeply embedded in the steep cliff. Its tough branches extended into the air, and the branches were decorated with red flowers, like gorgeous multicolored clouds, reigniting the fire of life in his heart.
Wei Zi looked at the brilliant flower and thought of the pass. He secretly cheered himself on.
"I want to live. I can't give up!”
He grabbed the strap with one hand and reached up with the other, almost reaching the trunk of the old tree.
He could only throw caution to the wind. He retracted his feet and jumped up.
With a snap, the strap of the cloth bag broke. At the same time, his right hand grabbed the branch of the old tree.
The entire tree was shaking violently. He bit the cloth bag in his mouth and freed both hands to grab the tree trunk. He moved bit by bit and approached the cliff.
The petals on the tree swayed violently and fell like dancing butterflies, drifting into the deep valley.
Wei Zi approached the cliff, his body sticking close to the cliff. He grabbed the protruding rocks on the wall with both hands and climbed up step by step. Finally, he reached the top of the cliff. His strength seemed to have been exhausted, and he collapsed weakly on the ground.
After a while, he took a deep breath and got up. He touched his body with both hands and muttered to himself,
"Caw! I'm still alive, I didn't turn into a meat pie! Don't stop, hurry up and go!"
He connected the two ends of the broken strap of the cloth bag and tied a dead knot. He slung it over his body again and staggered forward.
After climbing over a tall mountain, he came to a gentle slope and looked into the distance. The mountain mist was everywhere, and he could only see the green trees, shrubs, and complicated intertwined vines in front of him. He could not see the scenery in the distance clearly.
He walked on the mountain path in the misty mist, but he still didn't find the pavilion that the gold-eyed man had mentioned. He carefully recalled what the golden-eyed man had said in his heart.
"Follow this path and go straight ahead. After crossing a mountain, you will see a pavilion. If you haven't been caught by the robbers, you can enter the pavilion to rest!”
He had already climbed over a mountain and was glad that he wasn't caught by the robbers. However, he couldn't find the pavilion. At this moment, he felt very tired. He really wanted to find the pavilion as soon as possible and go in to rest for a while!
Just as he was lost in his thoughts, he seemed to see a white building hidden by the green trees in the vast white fog. It was like a tower or a mirage, appearing and disappearing in the ethereal fog. Wei Zi shook his head. He was not dreaming, and a trace of surprise surged in his heart.
His eyes were fixed on the white building in front of him. He dragged his tired body and staggered over. He was afraid that it would disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye.
It became more and more real. When a white building stood in front of Wei Zi, he was puzzled. He couldn't be sure that this was the pavilion that the golden-eyed man had mentioned.
In fact, rather than calling it a pavilion, it would be more appropriate to call it a white tower.
From the outside, the white tower was about seven stories high and was facing him. There was a door with a horizontal plaque hanging above the door beam. On it were two words: Kun Pavilion
Wei Zi was puzzled. It was clearly a pagoda, so why was it called a pavilion? Was this the pavilion that the golden-eyed man was referring to? Could the robbers be resting inside?
After a moment of hesitation, he put his ear close to the door and listened for a while. It was silent inside.
He tentatively pushed the tightly shut door. With a creak, the door opened. He carefully looked inside the door. It was dark inside and he could not see anything clearly.
He couldn't think too much about it. He was tired and thirsty. He just wanted to go in as soon as possible and find a place to rest.
He stepped over the threshold and walked in. As soon as his heel touched the ground, he heard the door behind him close automatically with a bang.
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