Chapter 102 Yin Ping, I miss you
“Boy.”
“Call me Qin Lang, or big brother, brother Qin.”
“Love… Bah bah bah!”
……
The carriage was traveling on the path through the wild boar forest. Zhuo Beibei pouted three times, and then his forehead was knocked three times by the pebbles thrown by Qin Lang:
"What are you poohing at? Xiaozui again It's itchy, right?"
"You said it, if you say something unlucky, you have to poo three times."
"..."
This guy definitely wants to. He begged to be beaten, but Qin Lang held back and had to hurry.
"Boy, don't you really think it's unlucky?"
"My surname and first name were given to me by my senior sister, which is equivalent to being given to me by my parents. There is no such thing as unlucky or unlucky."
"Tch..."
This guy...
He is so filial to that bitch...
Qin Lang's tone was actually a bit harsh, and he was harsh on himself because of that woman. Zhuo Beibei felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Come on, you, the bad luck I am talking about now does not refer to 'Brother Qin', but to 'Wild Boar Forest'."
Zhuo Beibei reminded:
"You In "Water Margin" you told me, when the turtle was taken to the wild boar forest, weren't the two jailers trying to harm him? "
Yuzu?
What jade feet?
Are there jade feet in "Water Margin"?
Qin Lang was in a trance for a moment. Pan Jinlian, Yan Poxi, Pan Qiaoyun, Jia Shi and other characters flashed through his mind. He was convinced that only Ximen Qing had held Pan Jinlian's foot, and there was no description of Yuzu. Situation, he quickly realized that Zhuo Beibei was talking about "jailer".
"Those two are actually not considered jailers, they are just escort officials. And where did the tortoise come from?"
"Isn't Lin Chong a tortoise? He was so aggrieved that he was like that. I would have killed everyone in Gao Yanei long ago.”
"Well...well, Lin Chong also has his own ideas..."
Qin Lang pondered for a while, and finally shook his head:
"There is no way, mainly because the author insisted on writing it like this. It seems true. It’s very frustrating, but don’t let it slip into reality. This wild boar forest is not that wild boar forest, and I am not Lin Chong, but Qin Lang.”
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Words. That is to say, but the wild boar forest that Qin Lang is walking through now does not feel lush, vibrant and comfortable. Instead, it is really similar to the wild boar forest described in "Water Margin".
...
The layers are like feet of rain, and the gloom is like the head of clouds.
The forked fangs are like the nest of a luan and a phoenix, and they bend like a dragon and a snake.
The roots are wrapped around the corner of the ground, and the curved ring is like a circling python; the shadow is in the mist, and it is so tall that it can be used by birds to catch.
A brave and hard-hearted man can also be a wandering man.
...
The Wild Boar Forest just after three days of heavy rain, to be honest, it would be a bit intrusive if a person walked in it.
As the saying goes, rumors grow in bad places. Thinking about what the waiter said before leaving about a vampire monster in the wild boar forest, it is not surprising that such rumors would appear in this forest.
However, the Wild Boar Forest is really large. In addition to the blocked official road, it is the only place that Jingzhou, Huaizhou and Beijing must pass to Yangzhou Prefecture.
So it can be seen that there are actually several paths in the forest that have been run over by cars and horses all year round, indicating that people often pass by them.
It's just that it's April, and the waiter said that the vampire monster only haunts the wild boar forest in April, September and the twelfth lunar month. No matter how bold the merchants and travelers are, they would rather believe that it exists than that it doesn't exist.
So now Qin Lang has been driving the carriage for a long time, but he has never met a stranger.
As time goes by, even Qin Lang will not be frightened, but he will inevitably think about something.
“Let me ask, are any of the previous Yunzhou demon clan capable of sucking blood?”
“How do I know?”
"Didn't you say you've seen the Monster Clan before?"
"I've only seen it once, and I'm not familiar with them..."
Zhuo Beibei muttered, then chuckled. :
“Kid, are you afraid of that vampire monster?”
“You look like a vampire monster to me.”
"Huh! Just a little bit..."
...
The lord of the clan made a face and was noncommittal.
In fact, in Zhuo Beibei's opinion, some of the core skills of Tianhe Sect are really "blood sucking".
After all, as the saying goes, one drop is worth ten drops of blood.
Compared with dual cultivation, that kind of skill does have higher requirements on the man's blood.
As the founder of Tianhe Sect, Zhuo Beibei did not have the opportunity to use that technique, but he definitely knew how to do it, so he did not want to be called a vampire monster.
"Oh, don't worry. I have already said that if there are monsters that you can't defeat, I will definitely protect you."
In short, Zhuo Beibei is He was even more unscrupulous than Qin Lang and didn't take the rumors of vampire monsters seriously at all.
Qin Lang touched the horsetail bracelet on his wrist, as if the bracelet had some protective power.
In fact, this bracelet will only make people miss it. Qin Lang missed Miss Jin as soon as he touched it, and when he thought about it again, he missed a certain princess together.
Yin Ping, I miss you...
Just wait, when we get to Yangzhou Prefecture, the capital is not far away...
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Shasha…
Shasha...
“?!”
However, I don’t know if it was because of what he thought, Zhuo Beibei was so confident in his front, but something unexpected happened in the back.
“What’s the movement?”
The wild boar forest is not dense, but if there is any movement, Qin Lang should be able to see it at a glance. So at this time, a series of unknown movements suddenly sounded in the surroundings, which seemed a bit strange.
昘——!
Before Qin Lang could take a closer look, several stones came through the air, but they were not heading towards Qin Lang. Instead, they cut off the bolts and ropes of the carriage. The carriage suddenly fell to the ground, shocked. The horse neighed and ran away quickly in the distance.
It's broken...
Qin Lang frowned, feeling sorry for the carriage, and also a little bit sorry for the lord of the clan who had a huge fall in the carriage.
But having said that, the person who was able to break the horse bolt with a flying stone seemed to be quite skilled at it.
As for the specific skills, you have to listen to the lord of the sect in the carriage. While covering his buttocks, he hummed with tears in his eyes:
"Qin Lang! That bastard is weaker than you! Hurry up! Go and kill him to avenge me!”
“Okay, Master.”
……
The sect master's little butt is just a little bit, just the size of Qin Lang's palm. It is tender and can withstand several falls. Fortunately, there is a ball underneath to cushion it, otherwise it would definitely be swollen.
Zhuo Beibei was very unhappy because of this, and Qin Lang quickly chased after him following the rustling sound in the forest.
It soon became apparent that the sound of shuttles was actually following the fleeing horses.
Crash——
After chasing for a while, leaves and grass clippings filled the sky, and something finally emerged from the forest.
Qin Lang stopped immediately and saw a "bat" about the size of an adult in front of him, falling on the fleeing horse.
The horse screamed several times on the spot, spread its legs and ran a few more steps, then struggled hysterically, and in the blink of an eye, it fell to the ground.
The whole process happened in just a blink of an eye. Qin Lang just watched the "big bat" fluttering on the fallen horse, but then he immediately discovered that the so-called "big bat", It was actually a man wrapped in a black robe and a black turban!
"Bastard!"
Qin Lang suddenly shouted angrily, stepped forward, and jumped straight towards the "big bat".
When the "big bat" turned around, Qin Lang was almost startled.
It turned out that the man wrapped in a black robe and black turban was an old man with a pale face, sinister eyes, and blue eyes. What was more shocking was that the corners of his mouth were covered with hot blood.
This old man is sucking the blood of horses!
"So you are the so-called vampire monster, right?"
Qin Lang narrowed his eyes and understood a lot in an instant.
There are many weird martial arts in the world, and there are many magic arts that use blood as nourishment. It is said that if you practice this kind of martial arts for a long time, you will become neither human nor ghost, and eventually you will even rely on blood to maintain your life.
The old man in front of me is most likely this kind of devil.
"Hey...little baby..."
The old man smiled sinisterly and didn't shy away from it:
"...I finally waited for you to be such a powerful person. After all, the blood of this horse is not as good as human blood, but it is enough to regain some strength. Then you can come and give me a good meal, and I can keep your whole body..."
"It's all nonsense."
Qin Lang shook his head, unable to hear the old man's procrastinated lines.
锵——!
Unlike the last time he encountered a beggar blocking the way, this time Qin Lang came with a knife.
Tap tap tap…
Qin Lang stepped on the road covered with fallen leaves. In what seemed like a few steps, in the blink of an eye, his figure appeared directly in front of the "big bat".
"What...?!"
The old man didn't even have time to restrain the smile on his face, but when he saw that this resolute little kid was so skilled in movement, his heart skipped a beat and he dismounted. He pushed Er's body forward, held up his black robe, and moved back more than ten steps with a huff.
However, Qin Lang had already expected it. He pedaled on the horse corpse with his right foot and suddenly exerted force. He jumped directly into the air for two or three meters. He used a single sword in his hand as a broadsword. He held the handle of the sword with both hands and slashed Huashan with all his strength. Cutting off Lao Deng's arm, he was about to be split into two!
"You...you damn!"
The old man was shocked and angry, and scolded his mother directly.
Every year during the twelfth lunar month of the twelfth lunar month, he would catch people in the wild boar forest to suck blood. There were both warriors and civilians, but had he ever encountered such a person who came up without saying anything and just launched his killing moves directly at him? A reckless man?
The key is that from the few simple encounters just now, Lao Deng can already feel that this young man is absolutely extraordinary, and his martial arts skills are rare and have reached the same level as himself... no... or even surpassed him!
Is it possible that...
I met a half-step master...?
But...but can there be a half-step master at this age?
Lao Deng has always been rumored as a "vampire" by the local folk, but today he felt that he had really seen a ghost. Seeing Qin Lang pounce on him again, he could only brace himself.
Wow——!
This time, Qin Lang was on the ground and rushed away quickly.
But the strange thing was that Qin Lang held the single sword in his right hand like a dagger, which stunned Lao Deng for a moment.
How can anyone use a knife like this?
Lao Deng had no time to think carefully about Qin Lang's intention at this time. Anyway, he would definitely not let go of this opportunity to expose his sword wrist to the head. He decisively raised his hand to grab, with the force of thunder, He grabbed Qin Lang's wrist directly.
At this time, the distance between the two of them was already very close. Qin Lang could either choose to let go, or he could choose to have his wrist grabbed and disarmed by the other party.
So, Qin Lang chose to take action.
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Under Lao Deng's confused eyes, Qin Lang took the knife out of his right hand just before the opponent grabbed his wrist.
The knife did not fall to the ground.
But because of inertia, he followed Qin Lang's deliberate direction of exerting force and continued to fly sideways along Lao Deng's extended arm towards his face.
Qin Lang's right hand, while avoiding Lao Deng's grasp, caught the knife handle again from behind!
So, Qin Lang successfully evaded Lao Deng's resistance by using the "combination-division-combination" method, and placed a white sword directly in front of his neck!
"This...this is...!"
This cunning sword technique not only shocked Lao Deng's heart, but also seemed to awaken a memory from many years ago.
This sword technique...how does it look like...
Buzz——
Lao Deng must have had no time to think about it now, when Qin Lang's sword smoothly crossed his In front of his neck, Qin Lang's left hand also grasped the back of the knife. At the same time, he tilted his shoulder and neck and continued to avoid Lao Deng's claw just now. He just grabbed the single knife horizontally with both hands and pushed it suddenly.
Seeing that his neck was about to be severed, Lao Deng's internal energy started to work forcefully, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth. He almost used the fastest reaction in his life. He leaned back with all his old bones, at the cost of his headscarf and a few strands of hair. , managed to avoid Qin Lang's sword.
After dodging the knife, Lao Deng was already dripping with cold sweat.
No, no, no, no...
I'm going to die, I'm going to die...
This is so stupid! He may seem young, but he is definitely an iron among irons!
The key is that Lao Deng only drank a few mouthfuls of horse blood, and his own skills have not recovered. In embarrassment, without saying a word, he turned around and fled into the forest.
"Running again..."
Qin Lang was speechless. The same was true of the beggar he met last time. He was obviously looking for trouble, but he tried to run away again.
Okay, let’s chase it.
(End of this chapter)