It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 515

The old man was described as haggard, with long hair falling down, revealing a dry face. The whole person is like a ghost like a fairy, and it gives people a terrifying feeling.

He didn't know how long he had lived on this big snow peak, and even the nearby herdsmen didn't know that there were people living in this cold place all year round.

The old man has no name or surname, and he can't tell how old he is, and no one knows his origins either. However, it was obvious that he and the old man in white knew each other, but as soon as they saw each other, they couldn't wait to jump off the cliff and escape, which made things a little strange.

Seeing him go and return, the old man didn't feel strange, and said, "I ask you to come out of the mountain and help me kill someone."

"Who is it?" The old man looked up and down the old man, and was suddenly surprised: "You have already played against him, and you are still injured. Oh, you are not his opponent, what can I do to help? It wasn't all killed by him."

"Don't look down on yourself. Back then, the descendant of the Xishu witch doctor could destroy a city with just a single gesture, not to mention that he only killed one person today." The white-robed old man said calmly.

The words "Xishu Witch Doctor" seem to remind the old man of some bad things. Where did he stand, he laughed dryly: "Xi Shu has died, so why bother to mention the past."

It's true that it's been too long, so long that almost all the people who were alive at the time have died. It was indeed a long, long time ago, when the world was in chaos, and there was no empire today, only a chaotic world in which nineteen countries fought against each other. At that time, the born madman Li Manzi was born, sweeping the Nineteen Kingdoms with an iron spear and laying down an iron-like Dawu Dynasty.

Of course, that was also a hundred and twenty years ago. Today, people in the world are thinking about how to gain a share or two from the current turbulent times. But in the world, anyone who walks through it will leave traces. In the nineteen countries that were swept away by Li Manzi's iron spear, there are always some left behind.

One hundred and twenty years, whether it is short or long, is not long enough to kill these old and young people's dreams of restoring their country.

They have been passed down from generation to generation, carrying the old dream of their motherland, and they have taken root in today's empire.

The old man in white said: "You live on Daxuefeng, very close to Liangzhou. Do you know that there is a hero in Liangzhou, and in just a few years, a lot of power has been tossed."

"Who is it, why haven't I heard of it?" the old man asked.

"Daxuefeng is not far from Qinchuan, you shouldn't have heard his name." The old man in white frowned: "How have you been all these years?"

"It's just normal. I beat two little beasts every day, and I burn snow for water."

The old man in white looked at him in disbelief and said, "So, how long has it been since you talked to anyone?"

"This... uh..." The old man frowned: "It's been ten or eight years, I haven't remembered it carefully."

Old Ni shook his head helplessly: "Follow me down the mountain, now that the world is in chaos, it's the chance for you and me to do things."

The old man almost jumped up from the ground as if his tail had been stepped on, and kept saying, "I knew it, I knew it...Her Royal Highness, a hundred years have passed, and there are still Xishudongchu in the world, but It's just a group of mice crossing the street, you really think we can get back to the country."

The expression of the old man in white suddenly stopped, as if he hadn't heard the name "Princess" for a long time. This old man was a descendant of the Shu Wu doctor. The Shu Wu doctor was famous all over the world. He lived alone for so many years and devoted himself to research. I really don't know how good his medical skills are now. And this old nun in white is considered to be the royal family of Xishu. If the kingdom of Shu is still there, it should have the identity of a princess, but unfortunately the kingdom of Shu died as early as a hundred years ago.

From the time she was born, the previous generation had in her heart the idea of ​​​​returning the country. I have been living with this idea for so many years, but I actually don't know how to get back to my country.

Later, I was lucky enough to get a martial arts genius like Nie Yinniang. So she ordered Nie Yinniang to kill the descendants of some Shu rebels. In fact, she hadn't thought about how much it had to do with killing these people.

Now, after the old man asked a sentence, seeing the hesitant expression on Old Ni's face, he could probably guess what she was thinking.

"Who did the princess kill?"

"His name is Cheng Dalei..."

"The name sounds unremarkable." The old man said: "What is the origin, must you kill him?"

So, the old lady in white told what Cheng Dalei had done. In fact, she didn't know it clearly. It was nothing more than hearsay. When the rumors on the rivers and lakes spread to her ears, she didn't know what Cheng Dalei had become.

"It turned out to be a bandit." The old man sighed: "So, he is the enemy of the empire. If the princess wants to restore the country, shouldn't she win him over, why should she kill him again?"

"This..." Old Ni in white stopped.

The old man sighed leisurely, and he knew that this old man's brain was not very good. After all, if he can carry the idea of ​​reviving the country until now, his mind will not know where to go.

"We are all old." The old man sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "When I was young, I was also a handsome and handsome figure. Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine and astrology are omnipotent. How many young ladies hold back their thoughts and me. Just say a word. What happened after that, the owner wanted me to join the team, the west family wanted me to join the team, and the empire wanted to kill me. My parents, wife and children all died tragically in the process, so I hid on this big snow peak, like this It takes thirty years to hide. Sometimes I think about it, I have lived up to what I have learned in such a lifetime. But then gradually this mind faded, after all, I was so old, or I didn’t wake up that day, and I was buried in the snow mountain. "

"Recovering the country..." The old man rubbed his eyes: "Recovering the country."

The old man in white listened to him in silence, and said, "My disciple is dead."

"If you die, you will die. How long can you and I live if you don't die?" In the future, we have nothing to do with who dies first, there will always be someone by our side."

The old man in white stared at him with inconceivable eyes, and said, "It's been decades, how did the unparalleled witch fairy Meng Xuanqing become like a savage villager."

The old man named Meng Xuanqing smiled, with a threatening smile: "If you don't talk to anyone for decades, and see someone, you won't be willing to let her go. Princess, I'm old, with old arms and legs, really I can't accompany you down the mountain."

The old man in white was silent for a long time, then sighed leisurely, and said, "It's not necessarily unreasonable, but a human being alive... always has to do something."