[Wei Nie] Vertical and horizontal killing

Gai Nie did not respond to him as in the past, his hand holding the sword never relaxed, and his eyes were full of guard and doubt.

Soon Gai Nie realized that within a hundred steps, only Wei Zhuang was breathing, and none of the people from Quicksand followed.

Wei Zhuang remained motionless, Gai Nie slowly let go of the hand holding the wooden sword tightly.

Wei Zhuang stood far away, but even this distance gave people the illusion of being condescending.The tone in which he called him "Senior Brother" just now was as full of ridicule and irony as in Trick City, and there was even a little bit of malice in it that everyone knew well.

Gai Nie's eyes returned to the fire: "Xiao Zhuang, why did you come here?"

Wei Zhuang put away the playful expression on his lips, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Guess."

This is not something Ge Nie is good at, he silently looked at the fire.The continuous snowfall caused black smoke to rise from the wet firewood. In such weather, few woodcutters and hunters dared to go up the mountain, so he lit a bonfire hoping to drive away the beasts, but he did not expect Wei Zhuang to follow the smoke trail to find this place.

This kind of stalemate is not a solution, Gai Nie thought, Wei Zhuang should have saved him, so he slowly restrained the murderous aura around him.

The two of them didn't need to talk any more, Wei Zhuang felt Gai Nie's retreat, he was not surprised by Gai Nie's approach, he strode forward, waved his cloak and sat on a relatively clean boulder with one leg bent, he thought maybe I just want to simply get close to the fire.

A long silence is fitting for their position today.When he was in Quicksand, Wei Zhuang was the one who cherished words like gold, but whenever he was with Gai Nie, it seemed that he was the one who talked a lot.

Wei Zhuang looked at the bloody things on the ground with a little disgust: "Brother, you are not here to find ore and make swords, are you?"

Hearing the words "casting swords", Gai Nie had a slight reaction, with a little yearning: "In the past, King Mu of Zhou conquered Xirong, and Xirong offered the sword of Kunwu and the cloth of Huohuan. They cut jade like cutting mud. Yan."

Wei Zhuang: ""Liezi·Tangwen"."

Gai Nie: "Of course, but I didn't come here today to forge swords."

Wei Zhuang: "Oh?"

Gai Nie raised his head and looked over from the light of the fire: "Xiao Zhuang, why did you come here?"

Wei Zhuang looked at the withered and ashesed trees in the fire, and sneered: "Kunwu, the Wei family too. Brother, have you heard of it?"

Gai Nie nodded: ""The Book of Great Rites·Emperor Line", I read this book in Master Shuliao in the past."

Wei Zhuang laughed, in the light of the fire, his smile carried a bit of sinister illusion: "I came here for one thing."

Gai Nie didn't ask any more questions, he knew very well that Wei Zhuang and himself were not close friends who could talk to each other, maybe they couldn't even have a normal conversation.Or, he didn't care about the path Wei Zhuang was going to take, so Ge ​​Nie changed the subject very understandingly: "It's cold here, if you don't mind, you might as well share the roasted meat."

Wei Zhuang watched Gai Nie cut the roasted meat on the fire into two parts with a wooden sword, and then handed one part to himself, but he didn't reach out.His eyes fell on Ge Nie's hand holding the branch: "Senior brother, you didn't go into the mountain just to avoid me, did you?"

Gai Nie looked at him seriously: "I am indeed looking for something."

Wei Zhuang's eyes gradually moved up, and finally fell on Gai Nie's face.

There were snowflakes in the sky again, sparsely scattered, Ge Nie had internal energy to protect his body, and the snowflakes melted into water and disappeared before they even landed on the tip of his hair.

Gai Nie persisted for a while with his outstretched hand, while Wei Zhuang insisted on something all the time, as if he didn't have to admit something if he didn't accept the other party's kindness.

Gai Nie showed a little helplessness: "...Xiaozhuang?"

Wei Zhuang seemed to be confirming whether there were any different emotions in the eyes of the other party, whether it was fear or joy, but in the end there was nothing, at most, there was only one thing that could be understood as "same brotherhood" in Gai Nie's eyes .

Wei Zhuang lowered his head, took the grilled meat from Ge Nie, and asked in distaste, "Can this monster be eaten?"

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The wind and snow became heavy, Ge Nie endured it for a while, then suddenly stood up: "This is not going to work, we need to find a shelter."

Wei Zhuang sneered: "Brother, when did you become so weak?"

Gai Nie looked at him: "Xiao Zhuang, you are the one who got hurt."

Wei Zhuang snorted coldly: "Wouldn't that be better, if you want to kill me, now is the perfect time."

Gai Nie stopped talking, turned around and walked towards the side of the mountain. The huge rock was difficult to cut through with a wooden sword, but if they were lucky enough, they should be able to find a shelter from the snow that was slightly sunken on the mountain.

Wei Zhuang sat on the spot, watching Ge Nie raise the wooden sword in his hand and cut off the vines on the cliff to find a foothold.His cloak was a little wet, and his internal injuries were repeatedly shaken during the battle with Sheng Qiyi. Normally, no one would notice when he was on the road, but it was not surprising that he couldn't hide it from Ge Nie.

The cloak soaked by the melted snow did not block the cold at all. Although Wei Zhuang was injured, he was not afraid of the wind and snow, but it didn't mean he felt so comfortable.He remembered that when he met Gai Nie just now, the corners of his mouth had not been able to retract in time. It is completely conceivable that when Gai Nie took the boy from the Mo family to avoid the Qin army all the way, he also took care of everything for the boy in the same way, and he was happy.

Over there, Gai Nie has found a cave that can temporarily accommodate two people. On the cracked mountain, the cave entrance is very large, and the wind and snow can pour in. Gai Nie tried his best to cover the cave entrance with the huge vines he cut, A fire was kindled inside.

With the cover of the cave, the snowstorm in the second half of the night seemed less difficult.

The hot air gradually dried Wei Zhuang's wet cloak, and the cave was narrow and cramped to accommodate two fit men.

Gai Nie sat cross-legged, and the ghost valley breathing technique gave his tired body a short rest.He slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the cave. This snowy day might last for another day or two.

Wei Zhuang faced the stone wall of the cave, as if there was no such person as Gai Nie.But he knew that the cold wind behind him was blocked by the person sitting at the entrance of the cave, but this didn't make him feel grateful at all.Facing this person, he felt that all his patience and hope in his life would be exhausted on the day he broke his promise to Guigu.

The sky is getting brighter, and I don't know what time it is, but the wind and snow are light.

Wei Zhuang, who closed his eyes for a nap, suddenly opened his eyes, frowning; Gai Nie also clenched the wooden sword in his hand at the same time.

There were rustling sounds in the distance, and there was a unique animal smell floating in the wind. This smell was not too unfamiliar to the two of them—there were bloodthirsty animals going to the cave in groups. The direction is coming.

Gai Nie pushed aside the vines in front of the cave, observed the outside and said, "It's the tengus from last night, there are no less than dozens of them. I'm afraid they found them by smelling the smell of their dead companions."

Wei Zhuang snorted coldly: "It's just asking for a dead end when you come here."

Gai Nie looked back at him: "Xiao Zhuang, don't be careless. This creature is no less ferocious than a wolf, and more cunning and alert. If you are injured, you and I will avoid unnecessary waste."

Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows and looked at Gai Nie with a frivolous and arrogant attitude: "Are you afraid?"

Ge Nie ignored him, leaned out most of his body to check the terrain, turned his head to Wei Zhuang and said, "There is a cliff up here, it's not difficult to climb up with our current situation, these things should not be able to catch up."

Wei Zhuang sneered: "Since when did the Juggernaut become like a lost dog? Or are you used to avoiding it?"

As if Ge Nie hadn't heard of it, he came out of the cave with his sword in his hand, and chopped down two tengus rushing forward with one sword.

These cat-headed monsters are quite spiritual, and when they see this, they make a sound of "wow", but they dare not take a step forward for a while.

Gai Nie tore off a section of the hem of his reed-white robe, tied the cloth into a long strip, tied one end to the wooden sword, and wrapped the other end around his right hand.He looked back at Wei Zhuang: "Let's go."

……

The wind was stronger on the cliff, and the howling sound came down the wind one after another, shrill and penetrating.

Seen from a distance, two figures, one black and one white, are swinging upwards alternately on the steep mountain wall like a vertical rope. Looking closer, it turns out that the two figures inserted their swords into the mountain with a certain similar pattern to escape. Focus on climbing upwards.Their pace is unhurried, unaffected by the sometimes strong and sometimes turning mountain wind.

Wei Zhuang thrust the shark's teeth into a boulder, and Ge Nie, who was opposite him, stepped on the wooden sword and threw himself in the direction of the shark's teeth. The wooden sword was also pulled out by the strength of the knot at the moment of jumping.

Wei Zhuang got out of the way a little, so that Gai Nie could jump higher on the shark's teeth, and then firmly inserted the wooden sword into the hard cliff at the moment of falling.Then Wei Zhuang did the same thing, using the strength of the shark's teeth, he jumped towards the wooden sword that Ge Nie had set up.

Like two rocs building a nest together, the two cling to each other and use their strength to climb to the top of the mountain.At the moment when the figures intersected, Wei Zhuang tried his best to avoid recalling some memory fragments from ten years ago.In his life, the three years in Ghost Valley were very short, but everything that happened there seems to have exhausted his life's emotions.

Sometimes he doesn't understand why Ge Nie doesn't hate him, just like he doesn't understand why he doesn't give Ge Nie a knife when he trusts him with his whole body.

Perhaps, this is a certain degree of fairness that he wants to pursue.

He always felt that Ge Nie deserved to die like a swordsman.

The moment he climbed to the top of the mountain, Wei Zhuang had left all these emotions behind him, just like those rocks that were trampled loose on the way to the top, they rolled down into the abyss and were nowhere to be found.

As if he had rejected his own hesitation, Wei Zhuang was in an extremely bad mood, and the shark's teeth slammed into the ground heavily.

Gai Nie followed his sword and saw a green snake on the ground which was cut into two by the shark's teeth, writhing on the ground. "Be careful, it's poisonous." Ge Nie put away his sword and looked around.

The place they climbed is not really the top of the mountain, but more like a platform on the cliff that was deliberately dug out. The entire top of the mountain was chiseled out and a whole platform can be used for dozens of people to stand on. Stones that had been chipped off the top were scattered around.

In such a high place... how could there be traces of digging?

Gai Nie looked at Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang received the meaning in this gaze, he walked towards the boulder unhurriedly, his fingers slowly slid across the dark brown boulder, and then he held it in front of his eyes and pushed it away: "It's blood."

Gaine frowned.

Wei Zhuang said again: "There are bloodstains from a long time ago, and there are no new traces."

Gai Nie raised his eyes and glanced at several boulders of the same shape around him, each of which had dark brown traces, stale and gloomy, and some brown traces soaked through the boulders and spread into the mountain under the stones: "It's a living sacrifice."

Wei Zhuang sneered: "This place was called Diqiu in the old days, don't Xia Bo and Shang Tang love living sacrifices the most?"

Gai Nie looked at the larger mountain surrounded by the sacrificial boulders, and raised his brows tightly: "Living life sacrifice, there must be a great sage or a great murderer here."

He slowly turned his head to look at Wei Zhuang: "Xiao Zhuang, is this why you came to Kunwu?"