Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 148
"No matter what the mountain looks like, I will go up and have a look." Huang He said firmly.

Huang He asked Xuan Stork whether he would continue herding cattle at a farmer's house in the future or follow Huang He around the world.

Xuan Stork only had Huang He as a relative, and decided to follow his fifth senior brother Huang He.

Huang He asked Xuan Stork to go back and pack his luggage and take him away when he and Dalang came down the mountain.

Xuan Yu pointed out the village where he lived in the back hill of Dashuitan, starting from the first household in the west, Old Chen's house. Huang He still had some silver in his package, so he gave him five taels of silver to thank Old Chen.

Huang He and Dalang continued to go up the mountain. The scenic spots on both sides of the main peak mountain road were almost destroyed. Several stone steps were smashed, as if they had passed thousands of troops, which was very regrettable.

Climbing the main peak of Tiandu Mountain, Huang He's face turned pale. The Tiandu Temple of Dongtian Blessed Land, which had been operated for hundreds of years, was only a pile of burnt black rubble. The big mountain tea in front of Chongxiao Palace was a rare and famous species. By that time, it had also turned into dust.

Huang He bowed several times on the edge of the cliff. His master, Yuanyang Zhenren, raised him and was like his father in his heart.

They were 14 senior brothers who used to play around in Tiandu Mountain and practice swordsmanship in Chongxiao Hall. How happy they were.

Huang He's tears couldn't stop flowing. From then on, he was homeless. Although the world is big, where can he go?

"The common people are Zhao Zhao, but I am alone in fooling around. The common people are Cha Cha, but I am alone in boredom."

The sound of chanting came from behind the cliff, accompanied by the sound of swords.

Huang He saw from a distance a Taoist man dancing a sword on the edge of the cliff. His posture was graceful, like a flying fairy. A white cloud floated from the distance, and the Taoist man stood on the cloud, looking at the sky.

At the Star Observation Deck, Huang He suddenly realized that the place where the Taoist was dancing his sword was where the Star Observation Deck used to be.

Huang He ran to the ruins of the observatory and took a closer look. The Taoist looking up at the sky in the clouds and smoke was actually Uncle Qingyang.

Xianfeng Taoist could not hide his embarrassment, there were stains on the luxurious Taoist robe, and the bun under the jade crown was slightly disheveled.

"Qingyang, you still have Tiandu Mountain on your face. Master, how many brothers and sisters have you killed? Why don't you die?" Huang He stamped his feet and cursed.

Taoist Qingyang pretended to be indifferent and said: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Huang He, this is just the price. You only saw the sect's destruction, but you didn't expect that if I climbed to the top, the sect would gain supreme glory. "

Da Lang rushed over and shouted: "You are a monster. You have confused the public with your evil words and confuse people's hearts. You killed my father and killed so many people in Li."

Qingyang glanced at Dalang, thought for a while and said suddenly: "You are the son of a painter, your father, he died in the rebellion?"

Dalang's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he glared at Qingyang fiercely.

Qingyang sneered and said: "King Yuzhang asked your father to paint nine beauties. Your father is also a man who has read books. The king of the vassal can still feel good about presenting beauties to the emperor. Your father is a retainer and has received a salary. You didn’t give any advice to King Yuzhang, your father, he died of greed and numbness.”

Huang He and Dalang, two young men who had little knowledge and experience, could not compare with Taoist Qingyang. They were so angry that their eyes were about to split, while Qingyang was proud of himself.At this moment, a clatter of footsteps came.

Huang He looked from a distance, and it seemed that a small group of officers and soldiers were escorting a person up to the main peak. When the person saw Qingyang, he was surprised and happy and said: "My lord, Qingyang Demonic Way is here."

Huang He heard the voice very familiar, and suddenly realized that this person was his senior brother.

Huang He was still in shock, but Qingyang reacted quickly and rolled and climbed down the cliff from the way he came. He must have mastered a path here to go up and down.

Of course you can abandon the fairy charm in order to escape.

Qingyang Taoist's Seven-Star True Immortal Formation was fake, but the Qing Kung Fu was real. It disappeared in the clouds and smoke in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

A small group of officers and soldiers were all stunned, and the criminals escaped in full view of everyone.

There is an abyss ahead, and no one dares to risk it.

Seeing Huang He and Dalang standing still, the senior brother quickly winked and told them to hide away, but it was already too late.

The squad leader of the officers and soldiers shouted loudly: "Brothers, getting two demon comrades can be considered a small feat."

Huang He ran away. He had been running and playing in the mountains since he was a child and knew some narrow paths. However, he still had to drag Dalang with him, and he ran for a long time without getting rid of the small group of officers and soldiers.

Dalang was originally very weak, but Huang He taught him some breathing and breathing techniques during the two months he fled, so he could still run for so long.

It was almost dark, and the pursuers would not be able to find them until nightfall.

The small group of officers and soldiers obviously thought so too and insisted on clinging to them.

Huang He looked down and saw the raft man's bamboo raft floating by in the mountain stream. He told Dalang that he could only jump down the mountain stream and swim to the raft.

Huang He had some Qinggong, so he asked Dalang to give him everything he had on him so that he could swim faster later.

The pursuers were about to arrive, so the two of them jumped down into the mountain stream with one heart.

Huang He tried his best to catch the bamboo raft. Dalang fluttered a few times and was swept in another direction by a stream of water.

Huang He stretched out his hand to fish Dalang back, but he couldn't reach it and watched Dalang disappear into the water.

Huang He floated on a bamboo raft for two days and one night before he had a chance to dock downstream. When he went ashore to ask for directions to Ye Dian, he realized that this town was hundreds of miles away from Tiandu Mountain.

(End of this chapter)