Chapter 1 Yichen

Spring has passed and autumn has come. In the blink of an eye, twelve summers have passed since the last time Fairy Miaoyin rescued the baby. There is no more news about the blood demon escaping into Xuanqing Back Mountain. However, Ningcun is still as peaceful as before, quietly located in Xuanqing Mountain. At the foot of the green mountains.

There had just been a heavy rain two days ago, and the mountain road was still a little muddy. Suddenly, from somewhere, a voice shouted, "Xiao Yichen! Little bastard, if you have the guts, just stop! Let me catch you, if you don't I can’t break your dog’s legs!”

On the muddy mountain road, a young man in brocade clothes, about thirteen or fourteen years old, followed by two servants, was chasing a young man in front of him. This young man was none other than Xiao Yichen, the baby boy who was saved by Fairy Miaoyin back then. .

"Zhao Wangsun, if you can catch up with me, I will break your legs!" ✸

The young man was panting, but he still refused to give in. He provoked the other person while running, making the young man in robes behind him furious and ran up at full speed. On the contrary, the two servants behind him were too tired. "Young Master... Young Master , how about forgetting it, just let this little beast run away, and then deal with him later..."

"You two useless losers! If we don't catch that little bastard today, I will ask my father to break your legs!"

Zhao Wangsun shouted coldly, and the two servants were so frightened that their legs went weak and they hurriedly ran up.

Yichen glanced back and smiled secretly, I won't torture you to death today! While running and looking for a path, I suddenly stopped to catch my breath when I arrived at the edge of a bush.

Behind him, Zhao Wangsun saw that he couldn't run anymore. He showed a cruel smile and rushed forward. When Yichen saw him coming, he took the opportunity to roll to the grass next to him. Zhao Wangsun immediately threw himself on the grass. , but the grass suddenly sank, and with a plop, Zhao Wangsun fell into a big pit, and immediately screamed "Ouch".

Seeing him fall into the trap, Yichen burst into laughter. He pointed at the trap and said, "Zhao Wangsun, this is what I used to hunt wild boars. Today I shot something fatter than a wild boar. It's not a loss! It's not a loss!" "

"Xiao Yichen! I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Wangsun was so angry that his eyes were red, and he was crying from pain. He looked extremely embarrassed. When the two servants behind him saw this, they were frightened to death. If the master knows this when he gets back, they will lose their skin!

Yichen saw that the two servants were about to rush up, so he turned around and ran, but as he ran, he felt something was wrong. It seemed that he was almost reaching the back mountain. I remembered that my mother-in-law said that there are often wild beasts in the back mountain... Hey! No matter what, let’s get rid of these three plague gods first!

"Little bastard! Stop!"

Zhao Wangsun was rescued by two servants and chased him quickly. Yichen glanced behind him and spat, "Bah! I will dig the hole deeper next time. A wild boar cannot fit in it."

As they ran, the sun was setting in the western mountains, and the barren mountains and ridges gradually became a bit ghostly. Zhao Wangsun was still chasing after him, and suddenly he shouted, "Young bastard! You forced me to use my magic weapon!" This magic weapon is very powerful. If you die, your life will be short!"

As he was talking, I saw him actually twisting his fingers to form seals and reciting the incantation. When the incantation was finished, suddenly a ray of green light flew out of his sleeve and hit Yichen's back. That ray of green light was moving so fast that Yichen couldn't get out of the way. He almost fell into the ravine with a cry of "ouch".

"Let's see where you run this time!"

Zhao Wangsun was chanting a curse while controlling the blue light to continuously hit Yichen, until Yichen jumped up and down like a monkey, grinning in pain.

Upon closer inspection, the "magic weapon" was actually a cyan scabbard. Yichen immediately thought something was wrong, where did this guy get such a powerful magic weapon? Ouch, not good! This time I had to die in his hands, and my mother-in-law was still waiting for her to go back to eat!

In fact, what kind of magic weapon is this? It's just an ordinary scabbard with a little magic cast on it.

It turned out that the Zhao family was very powerful, and member Zhao had the good fortune to give birth to a daughter who had spiritual roots. Four years ago, she was spotted by the disciples of Xuanqingmen who went down to the mountain to practice, and she was taken to Xuanqingmen to practice.

With a daughter who has worshiped as a celestial being, the Zhao family is in even greater trouble. The scabbard in Zhao Wangsun's hand was given to him by his sister Zhao Ying'er, but she was afraid that he would cause trouble, so she only gave it to him. scabbard but not the sword.

But with this scabbard, it made Zhao Wangsun even more lawless. No one in the ten miles and eight villages dared to provoke him, but Xiao Yichen couldn't stand it. No, this finally made a difference.

The dusk was dim, the rocks were rugged, and the mountain road became more and more dangerous. Zhao Wangsun was still chasing after him. Seeing that there was no way to go, he gritted his teeth and clung to a cliff. There was mist under the cliff. It's hazy, and there's no bottom. Even when a stone falls, there's no sound coming up.

Yichen's heart was in his throat, but he had no choice but to go over, thinking that as long as he passed, Zhao Wangsun would never dare to chase him again even if he had ten more courages.

"You little bastard! You're still running!"

Zhao Wangsun chased him to the edge of the cliff. He was used to being reckless. At this moment, he didn't care about his life or death. He controlled the scabbard and hit Yichen. This time, he thought it was really going to kill Yichen. He only heard a startled sound. As he screamed, Yichen's feet slipped and he fell down the hundred-foot cliff.

The twilight is gradually closing, and the last ray of light from the sky has not entered the mountains. The surrounding rocks are jagged, and there are many strange trees. It felt like it was about to fall apart, and a heartbreaking pain came from the slightest movement.

"Ouch! Damn this place, you fell to death..."

Rubbing his shoulders, he was fortunately entangled by vines when he fell, so he didn't hurt his bones, but he had some scratches all over his body.

Yichen looked around blankly, and felt that the surroundings were gloomy. Where is this place? He had never been here before, and his mother often warned him that there were often wild beasts in the back mountain, so he was not allowed to come here. Now it was getting dark, how could he go back? No matter what, he would look for a way out first.

After walking for a while, the sky became darker, and there were jagged rocks everywhere. Yichen gradually felt a little panic, as if these plants, trees, and rocks were all transformed by spirits and ghosts. He didn't feel it when he was above, but now that he fell down here alone, he couldn't help but feel scared. Although this place was under Xuanqing Mountain, there were many ghosts and gods in the world. At this moment, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, staring at him and making him shudder.

"Who?"

Shivering all over, Yichen turned around quickly, but didn't see any movement. But just now, he clearly felt someone staring at him. Was he scaring himself? Ah Niang said there were only wild animals here, no one, but why just now...