Chapter 233: Misty Cliff

Lin Haoxuan and Xiao Jing felt that the room was about to be shaken down, and after calming down, they looked at this hundred-year-old man, with a thin face, a dark complexion, full of wrinkles, and under the faint eyebrows, a pair of charitable eyes were bright, as if to announce his tenacious vitality.

Hong Daoren suddenly realized that he remembered it, and happily patted Zhang Fengsheng and said, "It turned out to be Fengsheng, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I'm thinking about you."

I didn't expect your kid to grow strong again, wait for Xiao Pi to come back, let him cook a meal for you to eat. ”

Zhang Fengsheng turned his head, sighed softly, and said to Lin Haoxuan with a little helplessness: "I haven't been here for more than ten years, but he thinks that I haven't come for a few days, and this step has run in vain." ”

"Fengsheng, have you taken in two apprentices?" Hongdaoren saw Zhang Fengsheng looking at Lin Haoxuan, and also looked at Lin Haoxuan seriously.

suddenly

Hongdaoren got up, took a leap, and came to Lin Haoxuan's side, held Lin Haoxuan's hand, and said something in his mouth: "This little brother, look at your bones, ancient and modern, he will definitely maintain the peace of the world in the future, and he is a genius who dominates the world." ”

Lin Haoxuan couldn't cry or laugh, he was busy with his true anger, and roared: "Xie Lu Xie Old Man's holy words." ”

I don't know if everyone roared too loudly, the light bulb hanging on the roof of the house actually fell down and smashed straight on the top of Lin Haoxuan's head, and the Hongdao people shouted in surprise: "Little brother, be careful." ”

Lin Haoxuan stretched out his right hand, lightly drew a circle, accurately clamped the bulb with his fingers, handed it to Zhang Fengsheng and said, "Uncle Zhang, help Hongdao people install it, make it more stable, so as not to be shocked by the words again." ”

Zhang Fengsheng took the light bulb, shook his head to find a stool, and thought to himself, he would not have come here if he knew that Lu Dao would not come here, there was no clue, and even the light bulb was yelled down.

At this time, Hongdaoren looked serious, nodded, looked at Lin Haoxuan's eyes, and said, "Old man didn't mean to praise you.

The temperament that naturally exudes from you is elegant, indifferent, calm, and a person who does great things. Then he sighed and said, "This is what my great-grandfather also said, there was such a character in our Xi tribe hundreds of years ago, and he was a century-old genius

Knowing astronomy and geography, knowing qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, both civil and military, and having a lot of wealth, but unfortunately not long after becoming the patriarch, he became ill from hard work and died young, and was buried in Xunshan with precious funeral goods. ”

Zhang Fengsheng's hand to change the light bulb stopped instantly, and Xiao Jing and Lin Haoxuan's faces were also stunned, and then reacted and hurriedly pulled Hong Daoren to sit down.

Xiao Jing fumbled and poured a glass of water, put it in Hongdaoren's hand, and said, "Old man, tell us that story, the more detailed the better." ”

Hongdaoren seems to have been lonely for too long, and now there are so many people to talk to him, he is very happy, lying on the rocking chair, his fingers began to beat the edge of the rocking chair rhythmically, his expression was a little calm, and he was a little happy, telling Lin Haoxuan and them that distant story.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the beacon smoke was everywhere, and heroes from all walks of life rose up one after another, under the troubled times.

There are both opportunities to achieve great things, but also the danger of adding blades, and the patriarch of the Xi clan, a century-old wizard named Hong Yumin, although his advisers advised him to take the opportunity to win the Central Plains, but Hong Yumin had no intention of getting involved in these whirlpools of competition for world domination.

He had already seen clearly that the one who claimed the king and the hegemon would die nine times out of ten, so why should he gamble on himself and the lives of his clansmen for the sake of this one percent chance?

But he also knew that in such troubled times, the gun is the best umbrella and a bargaining chip for negotiations with future rulers.

So, although Hong Yumin did not have the intention of dominating the world, but still trained the clansmen day and night, and used various local mineral resources in exchange for a lot of advanced weapons, by the time Li Zicheng entered the capital, Hong Yumin already had 8,000 soldiers, 800 guns, more than a dozen red-coated cannons, and the strength was enough to negotiate with any ruler.

But Hong Yumin did not wait for Li Zicheng, but waited for the Qing army, for the Qing army at that time, there were powerful and powerful people, if they did not surrender and did not submit, then eradicate at all costs, otherwise how could there be 'Yangzhou ten days, Jiangyin three days, Jiading three massacres' incident?

Hong Yumin is a hot-blooded man, he has never been afraid of threats, he has already known the atrocities of the Qing army, he is afraid that after he puts down the knife, the Qing army will regret it, and the necks of himself and his clansmen will be naked under the butcher's knife.

So he roared angrily, and while leading the clansmen to resist with sophisticated weapons, he let some of the clansmen take the old and young women and children to retreat quietly through the retreat road that had been prepared for a long time, after all, Hong Yumin didn't want the clansmen to be wiped out and make himself a sinner.

More than 8,000 people led by Hong Yumin held out for ten days, and repelled more than 50,000 Qing troops, so that a prince and four generals of the Qing court died in the city.

Later, on the eve of the Qing army's last siege, Hong Yumin was ready to sharpen his knife and fight, but he was knocked out by more than a dozen loyal subordinates and smuggled out.

When Hong Yumin woke up, he was already in a Xun Mountain, with a dozen tired and loyal men around him, and the city in the distance was already lit up with raging fires.

Hong Yumin burst into tears, knowing that the brothers who got along day and night had died in battle, and he regretted that he did not die with them, but he also knew that it was no wonder that these brothers around him who transported him out of the city overnight and ran for dozens of miles.

"And then? What happened? When Xiao Jing heard this story, her expression was a little sad, but when she heard that Hong Yumin was out of the city alive, she felt a little more comfortable: "Hong Yumin should continue to lead his people to survive tenaciously, right?" ”

Xiao Jing's gentle and soft words seemed to be heard by the Hongdao people, and the Hongdao people's faces were still very calm, but they shook their heads.

In order not to withdraw the clansmen who withdrew from the country, Hong Yumin had already told them to forget themselves, not even to say that they knew themselves, and not even to mention them to their descendants, so as not to invite death.

How could he go to those people? The people who withdrew from Lu knew Hong Yumin's kindness, and they could only forget this person and this hero in their hearts with tears in their eyes.

After resting in the mountains for a few days, Hong Yumin took Xunshan as a camp, took a dozen brothers around him, intercepted and killed scattered Qing soldiers everywhere, and recovered a lot of gold and silver treasures from these predatory Qing soldiers.

However, Hong Yumin fought on the front line every day during the ten days of defending the city, and suffered many secret wounds, but he didn't tell his subordinates, and he didn't die with the brothers in the city, and he ran around day and night, and after a few months, he was tired and collapsed, and soon reached the point of hopelessness

In the last few days, Hong Yumin carried a few pots of fine wine to the place where the tomb had been dug up a few years ago, and dismissed the remaining brothers to live a normal life.

Although those brothers left, they couldn't bear it, and the next day they made an appointment to visit Hong Yumin, but they found that they couldn't find the tomb, and it took several days to find it.

They have been by Hong Yumin's side for so long, and they know that Hong Yumin is proficient in feng shui and geography, what kind of mechanism should be set up, and they want to die quietly alone, so they can only leave in pain.

Lin Haoxuan's heart moved, could it be the Qimen Dunjia Technique? This Hong Yumin is really a century-old genius.

Hong Daoren's story seemed to be finished, his face was a little lonely, but he also had a little pride, and faintly spit out the last sentence: "My ancestor is one of Hong Yumin's subordinates, so I can hear this story; My great-grandfather used to instill in me the momentum of Hong Yumin many times. ”

When Lin Haoxuan and the others just stepped out of the door, their hearts moved, and they suddenly remembered a very important thing, and hurriedly said to Xiao Jing and them: "Actually, we should ask what the name of that Xun Mountain is, so that it will reduce a lot of trouble." ”

As soon as Lin Haoxuan's words fell, the voice of the Hongdao people was full of confidence: "Absolute Fog Cliff." ”

Lin Haoxuan and the others looked back, Hongdaoren rested on the rocking chair again, Xiao Jing looked at Zhang Fengsheng: "Uncle Zhang, why are Hongdaoren's ears so smart sometimes?" ”

Zhang Fengsheng shook his head and sighed lightly: "Ghost knows! ”

When the three of them returned to the township, Professor Mu and Zhou Zhou Jia were flipping through the local documents borrowed from the township, and when they saw Lin Haoxuan and them coming back, they hurriedly got up and gave way, and asked about the results of the visit in unison.

Lin Haoxuan touched his chin, smiled slightly, and said, "Professor Mu, don't worry, there are already some clues." ”

Professor Mu was pleasantly surprised and said, "That's good, Miss Zhou and I have been checking local literature for a long time, but there is no valuable information. ”

When Zhou Zhou Jia was about to ask Lin Haoxuan what clues he had, Yuan Jingjing and the others also came back, looking annoyed, Zhou Zhou Jia walked a few steps, his eyes were a little urgent, and asked, "Did you find anything when you went out?" ”

"There are many mountains and deep valleys, deep soil, many trees, big fog, and difficult roads, so you can't see anything at all." Yuan Jingjing rubbed her sore shoulders and put down her sophisticated equipment.

Zhou Zhou Jia looked at these elites of her in disappointment, could it be that the direction was wrong again? Could it be that Lin Haoxuan is hiding something?

But unlikely? He can toss himself, but there is no reason to toss Professor Mu, and then he remembered that Lin Haoxuan said that there was a clue just now, and hurriedly turned around and asked: "Lin Haoxuan, you just said that there is a clue, what is the clue?" ”

"Hundreds of years ago, there was indeed a cow man here, who was in a storm, and when he was lonely, he buried himself in a nearby Xun Mountain."

Lin Haoxuan briefly elaborated the story he heard from the Hongdao people: "This bull man has commanded tens of thousands of people, but in the end, for various reasons, he kicked himself out of the historical records, so you can't find anything about him in the local documents you consulted. ”

Commanding more than 10,000 people? Zhou Jia's eyes immediately lit up, this is probably a general, I'm afraid it's a big tomb.

"Where is Zhilu Dao?" Zhou Jia and Professor Mu said in unison.

Lin Haoxuan stretched his waist, poured himself a glass of water, and said lightly: "Absolute Fog Mountain." ”

Misty Mountain? Zhou Jia and the others knew the clear location, and their hearts were excited.

"Misty Mountain? I can't go there, I can't go. A middle-aged man in his forties stepped into the room, his hair was sparse, and his eyes exuded a little panic: "Professor Mu, I really can't go." ”