Xuanxia

Chapter 9 Mist
Fu Qingzhou was very tired at this time.

He rested for a while before visiting the courtyard last night, and then he stayed up all night and trekked on the mountain road for a day. During this time, he had a battle of wits and courage with Meng Zhugang. Along the way, he had to be on guard against this vicious guy beside him, which consumed his physical and mental energy greatly.

So when he sat down by the campfire, his eyelids began to droop.

After gnawing on a few bites of dry food, he still stood up with his tired body and fed some water into the mouth of Meng Zhugang, who had his eyes closed and was motionless, to prevent him from really starving to death or dying of thirst.

But just as he was feeding him water, Fu Qingzhou's pupils suddenly shrank.

In the moonlight, he saw Meng Zhugang's eyelids twitch slightly.

It is normal for people who are in a coma to have eye movements, but at this moment he felt a sense of alarm!

At the same time, Meng Zhugang suddenly opened his eyes and his body moved violently!
His whole body was tied up and his elbows were broken and tied behind his back, but he still bounced up from the ground like a spring. His tightly bound feet burst out with huge strength and broke the ropes in an instant!

His upper body was still tied tightly, but his legs were finally free, flying in the air like an iron whip, swinging with strong wind!

With a slap, a foot landed on Fu Qingzhou's chest, kicking him flying!
Fu Qingzhou rolled over the campfire and fell to the side, his mind going dazed.

How can this be?

Meng Zhugang was almost killed by the poison last night, and today he walked on the mountain road for a whole day without eating or drinking. Where did he get the strength to suddenly counterattack?

If he could knock me down with his legs, why didn't I tie his legs when we were on the road? Why didn't he jump up and kick me?
But no matter what he thought, this was not the time to question. Fu Qingzhou took advantage of the situation and rolled twice on the ground, just in time to avoid the two heavy stomps that Meng Zhugang was about to stomp on.

There was a sound of bowstring sound, and he reached out to touch his iron-framed bow and feather arrow from the package under the tree, and shot an arrow.

With a "thump" sound, the arrow was shot into the tree, but it was not Meng Zhu who avoided the arrow, but he... ran away.

After kicking Fu Qingzhou away and stomping his feet twice, Meng Zhugang showed an attitude of fighting to the death, and suddenly ran in another direction.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the dark forest. The sound of his footsteps gradually faded away and then disappeared.

Fu Qingzhou was stunned, but did not relax. Instead, he quickly stood up and put out the scattered campfire.

He bent down very carefully, picked up the package and put it on his back, without putting down the iron bow from beginning to end.

"He clearly had the chance to kill me just now, why did he turn around and run away?"

As soon as this question came to mind, the answer emerged in my heart.

"I understand."

Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized: "Although he had a chance to fight back, after all, his hands were broken, his whole body was tied up, and he was in pain, so he had no chance at all! That attitude of fighting to the death was deceiving me!"

After thinking this through, he immediately realized that this might be his best chance to capture Meng Zhugang!
So he chased in the direction of Meng Zhugang's escape without hesitation - although it was pitch black in the forest at night, he was a hunter who grew up in the mountains in this life and was accustomed to this kind of environment. He could move naturally without hindrance with the help of the moonlight.

After taking a few steps, Fu Qingzhou's left ear suddenly moved slightly and he caught a very tiny sound of breaking through the air.

He tensed his body slightly, took a step sideways, and pulled the bowstring without hesitation!
With a sound of "pa", a small stone brushed past his cheek and was deeply embedded in a big tree behind him.

The bowstring in his hand sounded like a guqin, and the arrow whistled out and then disappeared into the darkness.

"No reaction, no shot."

Fu Qingzhou was slightly shocked: "But he was able to accurately determine my location..."

He dodged slightly and hid behind a tree. Almost at the same time, another stone flew past where he had just stood.

Fu Qingzhou crouched down and hid in a bush, moving quietly.

He didn't dare to shoot arrows at random anymore. There were a limited number of arrows in the quiver, and they would be gone after they were shot. However, the opponent had stones all over the mountains that could be used as hidden weapons. If they continued to fight with each other, he would be the only one to suffer.

He used the skills he learned to approach wild animals in the mountains. He walked quietly, each step in time with the rhythm of the mountain breeze blowing through the grass and trees. He let the sound of his footsteps blend with the surrounding environment, and little by little he moved closer to the place where the stone had just been thrown.

Whoosh whoosh!
At this moment, three sounds of breaking through the air were heard all around. Fu Qingzhou subconsciously wanted to dodge, but suddenly stopped before moving.

The next second, three "thump thump thump" sounds were heard. The stone did not hit him, but hit the surrounding trees.

"Sure enough." Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "He doesn't know where I am now. This time he is testing me and trying to get me to make some noise!"

In this way, he felt a little relieved. Meng Zhugang's ability was not so high that he despaired, and the other party could not locate him from a distance. It must be that his night vision was better. When he hid his body, he could not see him.

So after thinking for a moment, he picked up a big stone from the ground and threw it heavily not far away.

The moment the stone fell to the ground, the sound of breaking air came again. Fu Qingzhou also moved suddenly, suddenly put an arrow on the bow, and shot an arrow in the direction where the sound of breaking air came from!
In the blink of an eye, a painful groan was heard in the darkness, followed by the sound of rustling footsteps that quickly faded away.

There was no way Fu Qingzhou would let him go, and without hesitation he fired three arrows in a row!

The arrow pierced through the falling leaves, scraped off the dead bark of the trees, passed through the intricate branches and leaves, and finally created a splash of blood.

Hearing the groan of pain coming from the darkness, Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up and he was about to chase after it, but just at the moment when his mind relaxed a little, a sharp pain came from his shoulder!

The tremendous force knocked him down heavily. After a dizzy spell, he turned his head and saw that blood from his left shoulder had begun to soak his clothes, and a sharp stone had pierced deeply into his flesh.

He wasn't the only one who could position himself for a counterattack.

Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth and pulled out the stone. When he sat up again, he could no longer hear any sound.

He did not give up and continued to chase forward, but in the end he only found a pool of blood on the ground and a few broken arrows.

After searching again, they could only find the rope that was cut by the stone, and Meng Zhugang was no longer to be found.

Just as he was looking around vigilantly, the smoker's shrill laughter suddenly rang out, almost startling Fu Qingzhou to jump.

"Hahahahaha! Are you stupid? Even the duck in hand can fly away!"

It had never laughed so happily before. If it had a body, it would have held its belly and rolled on the ground laughing: "Oh my, I'm dying of laughter. You looked so smart, but you just got fooled! Ahahahaha!"

Fu Qingzhou's face darkened as he slowly put down his bow and arrow.

The smoker thought that Meng Zhu had just escaped, so he must have really escaped.

The brief fight just now must have drained his strength, and he was hit by at least two arrows - and those arrows were poisoned by himself. He definitely couldn't fight anymore.

"so……"

Fu Qingzhou asked, "Is it because he has some kind of internal energy that can regulate his breathing and nourish his body? So he looks extremely weak, but in fact he has rested for a day?"

"idiot!"

The Smoker laughed wildly, "Don't you see what kind of land this is? This place is full of spiritual energy, a hundred times better than that ghost place like Bailu Mountain. I'm afraid it has already reached the territory of Wandu Mountain. He has been training here for many years. Once his martial arts skills are activated, he can recover a lot of strength in a breath!"

Fu Qingzhou's face darkened after hearing this: "What Lingxu and Wuqiao? You never taught me, how can I know?"

"Hey, are you angry?" The smoker was so proud: "Beg me, beg me, I will teach you~"

"Please?"

Fu Qingzhou took out the stone heart from his arms and strode to the place where he had just scattered the tiger feces: "Would you like to try this?"

As he spoke, he pushed Stone Heart towards the fecal powder. The Smoker's laughter instantly turned into a scream of terror: "No, no, no, no! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

"Your grandma's..."

Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth and took back his hand: "It seems that I have to prepare some 'good things' for you at all times in the future, so that you can be more honest."

He was already tired and sleepy, Meng Zhugang had just escaped, and now he was in a terrible mood. The smoker even found this time to mock him...

Just at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the mountains.

A light breeze brought a thin white mist, which enveloped him in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)