Chapter 15 Chapter Two: The Red Ghost in the Misty Mountain Forest

This hunting team is indeed the autumn hunting army of King Xuan of the Zhou Dynasty. On that day, King Xuan killed Du Bo in a fit of anger, and Zuo Ru committed suicide on the spot in the main hall. This was a great shock to the old King Xuan. In addition to a little regret in the heart of the old King Zhou, he also appeared in a trance. In addition to memory loss, I often talk upside down when talking. In autumn, seeing the clear sky and the smell of hay burned by farmers outside the city from time to time in the city of Haojing, King Xuan of Zhou himself felt a little more relaxed and energetic, so he thought of hunting.

The safari of the kings of the Zhou Dynasty was a major event comparable to a formal battle, and the famous generals and ministers in the court had to accompany them.In the early morning of autumn, King Xuan of Zhou drove a royal jade carriage with six horses, and led his family and officials to leave Haojing and head for the eastern suburbs. King Xuan of Zhou saw that his army was full of armored staffs and bright banners, waving and demonstrating in the clear sky.When they arrived at the hunting ground, the officials who had gone forward had finished the hunting ground. The old Zhou king looked around with satisfaction and gave a loud order.

"Autumn hunting begins!" As soon as such an order came out, the entire hunting ground was shaken earth-shatteringly! At this time, the Zhou Dynasty was still extremely powerful, and the army was very majestic and vast. I saw that the soldiers of the three armies were fighting bravely to be the first. They only hoped to perform well and make King Xuan of Zhou happy, and the rewards they gave were extraordinary. On the big hunting ground, the soldiers who are good at bows and horses shot their arrows without fail. They bent their bows and set arrows among the running animals, making a piercing sound of piercing the air. Moving forward and backward among crowds, horse herds, and herds of beasts also allows the shooters on the car to better display their marksmanship stunts.

It's just that it hurts the beasts in the hunting ground.The hunters whistled one after another, and the well-trained royal falcons and hounds attacked from multiple directions. The foxes, rabbits and small animals in the field ran around in panic, and the momentum of the archers was even greater. The sound of bowstrings rang out, but It is the song of death for the beasts. Under the ravages of sharp teeth, bows and arrows, the wild beasts in the mountains and forests are messed up, and their feathers are flying. This round of hunting was very exciting, the team kept showing off in the hunting ground, and King Zhou Xuan who was on the side also watched happily and laughed very happily.

The young Yang Tongye, who was watching from the sidelines, also had a great time watching it at this time. He used to be a hunter, but he had never seen such a huge scene, like watching a very exciting large-scale show. The degree of joy is unmatched by those awkward street dramas in Baocheng. He often couldn't help clenching his fists when he saw something exciting, wishing that he could also run a few times on the field. This excitement made him forget that he was watching from a small mountain wall. At this time, in the hunting ground, there was a huge The hunter got excited, took off his armor, and started fighting with a big wild boar with his bare upper body. Yang Tongye watched from the side, dumbfounded. Even though he was far away, he could see his blood pumping. Dance with hands and feet.

Then, he accidentally stepped on the ground under his feet, and fell down the mountain wall with a "bang". Fortunately, the mountain wall is not too high, Yang Tongye accidentally fell down, although it hurts, but there is no serious problem. However, the noise of people and horses in the distance is still the same, but for some reason, there is a very strange breath coming from behind. It is a vivid intuition similar to the sixth sense, as if someone is calling you loudly from behind, but the calling is silent.At this moment, the mountains and forests were ethereal, and the birds were chirping, only the sound of King Zhou Xuan's hunting men and horses could be heard indistinctly from afar.

Yang Tongye was a little dazed, and turned his head nervously, only to see two red figures "floating" from a distance from the other side of the path. It is not true to say that they floated here, because these two people walked on the mountain road as if they were walking on flat ground with extremely fast and light steps, which gave people the illusion of floating. Almost intuitively, Yang Tongye inhaled slightly, and then used the "mind observation technique". It was only because his intuition was different, and also because the existence of tree demons and mountain ghosts in such a mountain forest was disturbing, so he used his newly learned ability.

As the footsteps gradually approached, the faces of the two people could be seen more clearly. There were two men in red, one tall and one short, with fair complexions and handsome appearance. The tall man had a handsome appearance, but his face was somewhat indifferent, as if there was nothing in the world that could arouse his interest. But the short man's face was white and rosy, his eyes were squinted, and he had a smile on his face, looking very kind. But behind the two of them, there was a figure that stunned Yang Tongye at the same time. Behind the tall man, there was a fiery red figure floating in the air at this time. The figure had a ferocious face in the tumbling flames. The face was like a mask, without any expression, a ferocious look, It just emerges from the facial features.

However, the figure behind the short man is not floating in the air, but perched on his shoulders. The figure is also red, but it is quite different from the fiery red tone of the tall man. It is a crimson color that is almost bloody. The red on the back of the tall man is hot, but the red on the short man is cold. And this shape is also quite strange, like a thick raptor with a huge body, but it seems to be as light as nothing perched on the dwarf's shoulders. The two people got closer and saw Yang Tongye, and the short man had a kind smile on his face. It was only at this time that Yang Tongye saw that the clothes on their bodies and the figure behind their backs were red. , Even the weapons in their hands are red, the tall one has a dark ocher broadsword in his hand, and the short one has a big red bow in his hand.

Yang Tongye stared at the two in a daze, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his own primordial spirit "Houji". At this time, Hou Ji's expression was different from the lazy and slow look of the past. He was standing quietly beside Yang Tongye, but his whole body exuded a vigilant aura. After all, Yang Tongye was still young and didn't have much experience in interacting with people. Although his attitude towards Houji was a bit strange at the moment, he didn't think of anything for a while. I only heard the short man in red come over and said with a grin: "Hello, little brother."

Yang Tongye also quickly replied, "Brother, how are you?" The short man glanced at Yang Tongye, and found that his eyes were staring at his shoulder, a haze flashed across his kind face, and there was a hint of secret joy. He turned his head and looked at the tall man, who looked at Yang Tongye coldly for a while, then nodded. "Little brother, you have an extraordinary background..." The short man asked gently, "What's your name?" Seeing his gentle attitude, even if Yang Tongye had a few traces of doubts, it was swept away at this moment, so he also smiled cheerfully: "My name is Yang Tongye." "Yangtongye, Yangtongye..." The short man shook his head and said, "That name sounds really nice! Then do you want to know our names?" Yang Tongye nodded. "think." "My name is Yu Yanjin, and this tall man is my friend Shen Gongjihu." He pointed to the tall man, and changed the subject in a vague way: "What about you? Why did you bring your 'primordial spirit' 'Running around here?" Yang Tongye unabashedly showed a joyful expression, and was even less wary of Yu Yanjin. "Can you see my 'primordial spirit'? You two are not ordinary people!" The two red-clothed men Yu Yanjin and Shen Gongjihu looked at each other again. "Of course! What about you?" The short Ember Yan showed a friendly smile, "Tell Big Brother, what did you see again?" Yang Tongye took another look at the figures behind the two of them, and then said hesitantly: "You guys... the thing behind this is also a primordial spirit, right? It's just a little different from my Houji." "Different?" Yu Yanjin smiled and said: "Of course it is different, but we are people of the same status, and we are very close." "Same identity?" Yang Tongye asked strangely, "What does that mean?" But Yu Yanjin didn't answer his question directly, but just said leisurely: "You mean, you don't know where your abilities come from?" Yang Tongye shook his head frankly. "I don't know, I only know that my dad has it, so I have it." "Your father?" Ember Yan showed a vigilant expression, and asked hastily, "Where is your father? Is he nearby?" Seeing his anxious expression, Yang Tongye felt a little strange. "My father passed away a long time ago, do you know my father?" Ember Yanjin shook her head and said with a smile: "I don't know, of course I don't know your father, okay! For the sake of our hit-and-miss relationship, and because you are going to 'leave' again, I will tell you Tell me!" He turned and pointed behind the tall Shengong Jihu, "He is the soul! He is called Huotan, and he is a soul with a strong fire nature. He can dance fire in the palm of his hand. As for me, the soul What! It's called turning blood, it can turn disobedient people into pus and blood..." Yang Tongye listened intently to his narration, and saw Yu Yanjin leisurely playing with the big vermilion bow in his hand, and took out a small red arrow that was out of proportion to the size of the bow from his body, making a casual aiming gesture. "However, our 'Yuan Shen' is not as powerful as your Hou Ji, because... ah!" He opened his eyes wide and looked behind Yang Tongye, "Who is that coming?" It's also because Yang Tongye is young and knowledgeable, and it's also because Di Menghun didn't talk to him about the true origin of Yuanshen Houji. Seeing Yu Yanjin's surprised expression, Yang Tongye didn't doubt that he was there, so he turned his head intuitively go. Behind him, the empty mountain is silent, how can there be any figure? Yang Tongye looked at it for a while, and wanted to turn around and talk with a smile, but only heard a "chi", and a sharp pain in his chest. He opened his eyes wide, took a deep breath, but was caught by a wave rising from inside his body. The bloody smell made him choke and cough. He lowered his head, but saw a small red arrow being deeply inserted into his left chest. But Yu Yanjin in front of him still had a smile on his face, the red bow in his hand was empty, and the bowstring was still vibrating. This seemingly friendly and kind man in red actually shot such a deadly arrow at him! "This arrow has the spell of 'melting blood'. Ordinary people will die instantly from the arrow, but you are not an ordinary person. Maybe you can listen to me a few more words." In the gradually blurred vision, the sheep tongue Ye couldn't stand anymore and fell heavily on his back.Therefore, Ember's voice came from the top of his head, "Little brother, really don't blame me, this is the fate of people like us, I hope you are well..." Yang Tongye couldn't hear the words after that, his consciousness was completely unconscious shortly after being hit by the arrow, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, and the world in front of him had already become the deepest darkness... Those two people stood in front of Yang Tongye's lying body, the tall Shen Gong Jihu bent down to look at his expression, and saw that the arrow was shot in the heart, and dark blood came out around, and Yang Tongye's eyes It was tightly closed, and the face was already pitch black, obviously poisoned deeply. Shen Gong Jihu opened his hands, and the primordial spirit "Huotan" behind him showed a bright flame, and it was about to burn Yang Tongye's body. At this moment, there was a loud shout from Zhou Xuanwang's hunting ground in the distance, it was obvious that he had hunted a very important prey. Ember Yanjin stretched out her hand to stop Shen Gongjihu's fire. "Don't worry about this child, he has no enmity with us. We have to kill him only because of our own destiny. Why destroy his body?" He said with a smile: "The old man Zhou Wang is hunting , I recently heard that he killed several good ministers, let's go find his bad luck." Having made up their minds, the two of them floated towards the hunting ground, leaving only Yang Tongye's twisted and small body lying on the ground. After the two men in red went away, from nowhere, the green Yuanshen Houji gently emerged from the surrounding scenery, and walked in front of Yang Tongye, as if thinking about something, Kneeling quietly beside him, motionless.