Meng Shuai was really panicked. Although the man was not very lying down and could see his face clearly, once he had the idea of ​​"Is it a brother?", his eyes suddenly became clear.

It’s really Zhong Shaoxuan!

Meng Shuai thought that after he had experienced a lot, he became more and more indifferent to the situation, but that was because all the past had not involved his relatives and friends. Meng Shuai had not many relatives and friends in his life, and Zhong Shaoxuan was definitely an irreplaceable one.

Therefore, when he found that the person who fell to the ground might be Zhong Shaoxuan, the feeling of panic that he had not been missing for a long time came up again. Even he himself felt that his steps were stumbled, and even a little rolling and crawling.

But when he approached and could clearly see Zhong Shaoxuan's face, someone said, "Stop."

Meng Shuai was stunned and then stopped. At this time, even the King of Heaven could not tell him to stop, but that person could do it with just one word—

Because that was Zhong Shaoxuan's voice.

Meng Shuai calmed down and asked again: "Brother?"

I heard Zhong Shaoxuan say again: "Stop."

Meng Shuai unconsciously pressed his ears, because the sound did not spread from the outside world, but drilled into his ears directly. The sound was low and intermittent, which was really a bit harsh.

This is a common method of transmitting voices into secrets in martial arts, in order to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping.

Meng Shuai could not use this technique yet, just stood there hesitantly. Just saw that Zhong Shaoxuan had movements, but since the sound came out, he had been completely quiet and lay there like a sculpture.

Meng Shuai hesitated. The voice just now was Zhong Shaoxuan, but the sentence that stopped was too short, and no one could pretend.

Are there any snooping enemies around?

Meng Shuai turned around and looked around, but heard Zhong Shaoxuan say, "Stop looking, it's me."

Meng Shuai was sure that he could not transmit the message to the secret, so he lowered his voice and asked, "What?"

Zhong Shaoxuan said: "You retreat."

Meng Shuai was stunned again and stared at Zhong Shaoxuan. Seeing him lying quietly in the snow, Meng Shuai could only see half of his side, as if his eyes were closed, and he seemed to open a line, staring at him.

Although Zhong Shaoxuan had clear instructions, Meng Shuai could not retreat just like this. While hesitating, he heard Zhong Shaoxuan say, "I am waiting for someone here and have another big plan. I can't move now, so beware. Don't destroy it for me."

Meng Shuai opened his mouth and murmured: "Lying here to wait for someone?"

Zhong Shaoxuan didn't say much, just said, "Get back, you can do whatever I ask you to do, don't delay my business."

When this sentence came, the voice became lower and lower, so low that Meng Shuai had to concentrate to hear it clearly, but his tone was unprecedentedly severe, which made Meng Shuai sweat all over.

Zhong Shaoxuan said: "Back back."

This time Zhong Shaoxuan was almost yelling at him, and Meng Shuai finally took a step back.

After a while, Zhong Shaoxuan continued, "Get back."

Since he took the first step, the rest was simple. Meng Shuai retreated step by step, getting farther and farther away from where Zhong Shaoxuan was lying, and gradually approached the road to the village and town.

I heard Zhong Shaoxuan say, "Stop."

Meng Shuai breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhong Shaoxuan asked him to retreat to the main road and leave directly, he would really not be able to comply. Letting him leave alone with Zhong Shaoxuan, who was unknown, leave alone, would have broken his bottom line.

Meng Shuai stared at Zhong Shaoxuan and saw what he had to say. Zhong Shaoxuan said, "Is there a stone on the ground? Pick up one."

This sentence was too inexplicable. Meng Shuai was confused, but he still glanced underground. Of course, there were stones underground in the wild, and Meng Shuai didn't know how big it was. However, based on the action of "picking", he probably chose one that could be held in his hand.

Then……

"Twist it over."

This sentence was even more inexplicable. Meng Shuai held the stone and was at a loss. He heard Zhong Shaoxuan shouting: "Take it--"

Meng Shuai had to throw the stone at random. Although he was not a good hidden weapon, he had been practicing the hand strength for many years and was very accurate and hit Zhong Shaoxuan. If he wanted the stone, he could pick it up with just one stretch of his hand.

I heard Zhong Shaoxuan say, "Take it again - throw it away."

Meng Shuai was stunned, and Zhong Shaoxuan said: "Top one at me. Don't worry, it won't be broken."

Meng Shuai knew that with his own hands, as long as he either used the eight-treasure iron lotus seeds, he could not smash Zhong Shaoxuan even if he threw stones with all his strength. Moreover, he could not take action with all his strength, but this command was really inexplicable. Now Meng Shuai was a little convinced that Zhong Shaoxuan was really playing a big game of chess.

Picking up the stone, Meng Shuai threw it forward, and the stone drew an arc and landed on Zhong Shaoxuan. Although it was silent, Meng Shuai still felt as if he heard a "puff".

Is it OK?

He raised his head and Zhong Shaoxuan was still lying there, but his voice suddenly burst out and he said, "Okay, let's go."

Meng Shuai wanted to ask, "Let's go now?" Before he could ask, he heard Zhong Shaoxuan yell, "Get out!"

Although it was just a sound transmission and Zhong Shaoxuan's voice remained at a relatively low volume, the sound still made his head buzz. He quickly turned around and left.

After walking two steps, Meng Shuai calmed down. He was not far from the village and town. At this time, he took two steps and had reached the entrance of the village. He could even see the straw stack at the entrance of the village.

At this moment, he stopped, tilted his head and pondered for a moment, turned around and ran back.

Running back to the place where he just came, Zhong Shaoxuan was still lying alone, no different from before. Meng Shuai ran forward at an unquestionable speed, and indeed, Zhong Shaoxuan's prompt could not sound in his ears.

Picking Zhong Shaoxuan up from the snow, but seeing his face as white paper, his eyes closed, and his breath was as angry as a fucking silk. His clothes were wrapped around his body because of the blood and snow water. He had already formed a thin layer of ice. His whole body was almost frozen hard.

really!

In this state, no hunter with a big plan is, but just an ordinary wounded person struggling and dying in the snow.

After a brief examination, Meng Shuai breathed a sigh of relief. Zhong Shaoxuan seemed to have no serious external injuries, at least there was no fracture. If the blood on the ground was just a skin injury, it would not be in danger of life. He quickly took out the blanket he carried on his body, wrapped Zhong Shaoxuan tightly, and hugged him.

At this moment, Zhong Shaoxuan's eyes opened a thread. Although it was just a thread, the divine light had not dissipated and shone brightly. At this moment, it seemed that the young man was still in full spirit.

Meng Shuai felt his fingers tight, and he was firmly held by Zhong Shaoxuan's hanging hand. Zhong Shaoxuan's voice transmission sounded in his ears: "Don't you let you get out? It delays my big deal."

Meng Shuai lowered his head and said, "Are you unable to speak normally?"

Zhong Shaoxuan opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Meng Shuai, as if he wanted to talk to Meng Shuai, but his lips were always pursed and he never spoke.

Meng Shuai broke him with his hand, stuffed it into the blanket, and said, "I don't care what big plan you have, it's a big deal. Let my brother lie in the snow alone with his wounds, it's not possible."

After hearing this, Zhong Shaoxuan suddenly lost his focal distance in his eyes, his head tilted, and he lost consciousness.

Meng Shuai originally wanted to give him a few sips of wine, but he didn't dare to take risks, so he just carried him to the village and town. Thanks to so many years of martial arts practice, even though he was holding an adult man, he still walked as fast as he could.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Meng Shuai looked at the village layout, and without talking nonsense, he rushed to the largest house first.

Generally, the largest house in a village is either a village chief or a landlord. Zhong Shaoxuan urgently needs a good place to rest now, so Meng Shuai certainly wants to find the richest one. Although he does not usually say he is polite and has a good temper, it is now related to Zhong Shaoxuan's life, even if he is the king of heaven, he has to make room.

The largest village seems to be in the tight village. It is a large tile house with a yard with a wall, with a portion higher than other houses. Maybe it was because it was snowy and it was too cold outside, Meng Shuai ran all the way, but he didn't see anyone.

When he arrived at the largest tiled house, he saw the door closed. Meng Shuai pushed it for a moment, but couldn't open it. He picked up a stone, took a few steps back, and jumped onto the wall with a bang.

The walls of farmers' homes are fenced. This family is rich and slightly better, but they are just wooden walls. Meng Shuai rushed forward and shook his head slightly, and fell directly into the yard.

After landing, he looked around first, and the stones in his hand were ready to go. According to general experience, farmers would raise dogs to protect the courtyard. Meng Shuai picked up the stones and prepared to beat the dogs. He came here without invitation today, so he would not be gentle, respectful, frugal, and just be a complete evil guest.

But there are no dogs in this yard, but there are other living things.

In the yard, a big white bird with a slender figure is independent on one leg and leisurely combed her feathers with her long beak.

It was an elegant white crane, and the streamlined figure could be described as perfect.

Meng Shuai looked at Bai He with a dull look. If he had not admitted his mistake, this person should still be his old acquaintance.

If it is here, then the other one should not be far away, right?

Meng Shuai had an impulse and wanted to turn around, but when he thought about it, he felt that there was no need. He did not do anything wrong, nor did he offend them, so why bother to avoid it?

Sure enough, is it because they appeared too strange?

Meng Shuai hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother He, long time no see?"

The white crane raised his head, lowered his body slightly, his bent neck drooped, as if he was celebrating a salute, and then pushed it away two steps, his wings suddenly opened, and he looked like "please".

Are cranes welcoming guests?

Meng Shuai smiled bitterly, and it seemed that his premonition had come true. He walked up the steps and had not knocked on the door, and the door opened without wind, and a warm current of charcoal fire came to his face.

Sure enough, although it is a large tile house, it is just an ordinary rural house after all, and the lobby facing it is neither spacious nor gorgeous. An ordinary house is filled with some not-so-priced hardwood furniture, and the walls are hung with large prints of New Year's paintings. There are two charcoal basins underneath, which are burning brightly, dividing the inside and outside of the house from temperature into two worlds.

This was an ordinary house, but because of one of them, it seemed unusual.

In the lobby, a white-haired man stood quietly. When he saw him coming, he nodded in a slight way, and simply said, "Enter."
Chapter completed!