Yanyan Mountain, the mountains are undulating, the cliffs are steep, the sky is cloudy, and it is like facing the abyss. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the forest, between the valleys, blood-stained leaves, echoing Jiang Zhongmeng's miserable tragic hymn, from time to time there are footsteps and the sound of rustling, it is a dozen guards from the general's mansion searching the entire mountain forest. On the branches of the tree, climb to the highest, and at the root of the tree, dig three feet into the ground, and nothing is missing. It's been four days and four nights, and it's the time when Jiang Zhongmeng fell off the cliff, and it's also the time for the guards to "hunt for treasures".

The cliff was as vast as an abyss, and the guards only stood trembling and looked down, and no one dared to go down. At this time, in the deepest part of the valley, the sun was shining obliquely, and I saw a body lying there quietly, a stiff bloody man, with a long arrow stuck in his chest, lying on his back to the sky. But fortunately, the silt at the bottom of the valley is soft, and there are still traces of potholes, like the footprints of a big bird, and like the prints of horseshoe.

I don't know if it was the cold down there that froze the blood, or if the blood in this person's body dried up, but it finally stopped. There was mud on his face, his lips were purple, and he was extremely pale, but his facial features were cold and his contours were clear, it was Jiang Zhongmeng, and the long arrow in his chest was shot by the guards under Qin Ye.

Suddenly, I saw Jiang Zhongmeng's fingers move, and the person had a perceptual reaction. He slowly opened his eyes, a strong sunlight shone, he instinctively raised his right hand to stop it, but he felt that his arm was weak and weak, and it was difficult to lift it. Jiang Zhongmeng said sadly: "God, since you let me live, why do you want to abolish my martial arts? My grandmother is dead, and my only relative in this world is also dead, so what's the point of me living alone?"

In an instant, Jiang Zhongmeng saw the scene of his arrow a few days ago, he grinned hatefully, clenched his fists, and hit the ground, but he accidentally pulled the wound, the pain was tight, and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes. He cursed: "Okay, you are a Guan Qiu Xiong, I have sold my life for you for ten years, and you actually smeared the arrows to turn your power away." If one day I, Jiang Zhongmeng, can still walk out of here, I will definitely take revenge. ”

Jiang Zhongmeng looked in front of him, the mountain cliff was towering, straight into the sky, and it was like this everywhere. Where he was lying, he looked straight at it, like a spacious house, with hills and trees, birds and beasts, no roof on it, no boundaries on all sides, but it felt that it was towering all around, unclimbable, and dozens of feet in height.

Jiang Zhongmeng said secretly: "The bottom of this cliff is a dead end, there is no road around, you can't enter or exit, unless you can jump to the top of the cliff, there is a way to live." Thinking of this, he was desperate in his heart, with his previous kung fu, he might not be able to fly up, and at this time, the internal strength was gone, and it was even more delusional to want to get out.

Jiang Zhongmeng carefully supported his upper body and wanted to get up, but he didn't pay attention, and the wound on his chest was touched, and there was another pain. Jiang Zhongmeng sighed heavily, gritted his teeth, and propped himself up again, this time, his right hand was crooked, and his slightly uplifted body fell down. He was drenched in cold sweat, his face was like ashes, and he was gasping on the ground.

"Ahh He shouted: "Guan Qiuxiong, I hate you, I curse you...... Grandmother, grandmother ......" The cry tugged at people's hearts, and the flock of birds that flew by was also frightened and frightened, and hurried away.

Suddenly, a deep sigh sounded, and before Jiang Zhongmeng could react, another "ah!" screamed. At this moment, an old voice came: "Young man, why are you so desperate?"

Jiang Zhongmeng was stunned, stopped shouting, and looked sideways, and saw a big grass-green insect swimming over suddenly, as fast as a snake, the size of a lying dog. Seeing this, Jiang Zhongmeng shouted again: "Ah! Where are you a monster, don't come here, or ...... I'm not kind to you. ”

Jiang Zhongmeng's voice was trembling, and his body was slowly moving, wanting to retreat and escape. However, he was powerless and couldn't move an inch, so he had to freeze in place, close his eyes, and be terrified. "Young man, have you ever seen a monster that can speak human words?" The old voice sounded in his ears, Jiang Zhongmeng opened his eyes in surprise, and saw a straw man appear in front of him.

No, actually, this is a man, with a head and feet, and a normal body, but his body is covered with green grass, and his hands and feet crawl, like both a snake and a big worm with green grass. Jiang Zhongmeng panicked and was shocked, and soon, he also recovered his emotions and realized that he was just a normal person, but he couldn't walk on his hands and feet.

Jiang Zhongmeng said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that you also fell from above, but why don't you stand up and walk?" He began to look at him, he also had green grass on his head, his cheeks were full of beards, his eye sockets were deep, his eyes were sharp, his face was thin, and he looked like he was in his sixties, and he felt a deep sense of vicissitudes.

The old man said fiercely: "Why, the old man is also the same as you, he was knocked off the cliff, but you are lucky, the tendons and tendons are still there." ”

Jiang Zhongmeng was abolished by Qin Ye and fell here, he was in pain, and he was called lucky, hearing this, he couldn't cry or laugh. However, seeing the old man's appearance, he could also understand why the old man said this. Jiang Zhongmeng said: "Old man, have you been picked off your tendons?"

The old man snorted coldly, which was considered an answer, Jiang Zhongmeng suddenly cried and laughed: "Old man, it's really a place in life where you don't meet, look at you, lying on the ground, swimming." Look at me, I can only lie on my back, but I can't move, you are much luckier than me. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and smiled sadly and coldly: "Haha, indeed, our fate is really amazing." For a long time, none of them spoke, with deep emotion and helplessness.

At this time, Jiang Zhongmeng asked, "Old man, how long have you been here? Is there a way to go out?"

The old man replied: "I don't know, but look at the tallest tree in the distance, when the old man first came, it was still a small sapling." ”

Jiang Zhongmeng followed the old man's gaze and saw a towering tree in the jungle, with lush branches and leaves, at least ten years old. He said in a trembling voice: "Old man, how long have you fallen to the bottom of this cliff for ten years?"

The old man's expression was gloomy, his eyes were dull, and he muttered: "More than three thousand six hundred days, more than that, let alone ten years." The decay drilled into every corner of the surroundings, but there was no hole, and the parade could not be carried out, so it could only be trapped here. ”

Jiang Zhongmeng's heart sank suddenly, his face was gloomy, and his expression was indifferent. The old man's eyes were good, his movements were swift, he believed that the old man must have traveled to every corner of the surroundings, he believed the old man's words, and there was no hole around. Jiang Zhongmeng was completely desperate, and thought to himself, "Could it be that I also want to be like the old man, staying at the bottom of this cliff for ten years?"