Main Text Chapter 4 The World of Red Dust (Part 4)

At the foot of a mountain, the sound of swords clanging was heard. Yan Beihong, who was approaching, quickly pulled Miao Yi and squatted down behind a big rock. He saw more than a dozen people fighting fiercely at the foot of the mountain, and screams continued to sound.

On the nearby mountain cliff, a blooming jade leaf exudes a soft brilliance. It is obvious why these people are fighting.

Grass jelly? Miao Yi's eyes lit up as he stared at the soft white light on the mountain top. He was about to reach out to remind him, but Yan Beihong quickly reached out and covered his mouth, signaling him to be silent.

Yan Beihong just glanced at the fairy grass one more time, and then focused his attention on the fighting crowd. He held the handle of the knife and waited quietly.

During the fight, there was a master who jumped and dodged and cut down all ten people in succession. Finally, he raised his sword and looked around to confirm that there were no opponents, and then walked towards the fairy grass on the steep mountain.

The moment the opponent's mental state relaxed, Yan Beihong drew his sword and rushed out, jumped up in the air, and slashed wildly with the sword.

The man reacted quickly. 'Dang' looked back and raised his sword to block, then quickly turned around and fought angrily with Yan Beihong.

In an instant, the two of them were fighting with swords and swords. The man was obviously much more skilled than Yan Beihong. After a fierce battle, he still had the strength to block Yan Beihong's heavy sword attack, and his attack speed was faster than Yan Beihong's. Beihong is faster.

After a while, Yan Beihong's body was covered with color, and the knife in his hand was kicked away by someone.

When the sword struck Yan Beihong's neck, Yan Beihong desperately grabbed the opponent's wrist with both hands, caught the opponent's kick with his thighs, and pressed against the opponent's body, holding on to the sword edge that had cut the skin of his neck. The corners of his mouth were bleeding and he was crying with anger.

At the critical moment when the two were in a stalemate, when Yan Beihong was about to lose his strength, the man suddenly kicked him in the back.

boom! Miao Yi, who rushed in for a sneak attack, was kicked and sent flying backwards.

But the man had a butcher's knife inserted into his lower back, and blood was gurgling in his lower back.

The man covered his lower back with one hand and turned his head to look at Miao Yi, who was struggling on the ground for a few times without getting up. His face was filled with anger and his eyes instantly turned red, as if he was a beast trying to eat people.

"die!"

The opponent's strength was slack and he couldn't miss the opportunity. Yan Beihong shouted angrily, grabbed the opponent's sword wrist, and hit the opponent's chest with an elbow, knocking the opponent staggering back.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yan Beihong grabbed the sword and jumped up with the sword flower in hand. Holding the sword in both hands, he struck down hard with a bright light.

puff! He directly split the master with his shoulders.

The blood was flying, and the winner was decided. Yan Beihong stood with his sword in his hand, panting heavily, and laughed loudly at Miao Yi, who had blood on his mouth and covered his chest with a look of pain.

This feeling of escaping death made him laugh happily and boldly.

After tearing off his clothes and briefly bandaging the wound, Yan Beihong picked up the little food left by the other party, walked to Miao Yi, leaned over and grabbed Miao Yi's wrist and pulled him up.

After checking Miao Yi's pulse, he suddenly slapped Miao Yi on the abdomen.

"Wow..." Miao Yi opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, but his chest, which was tight and short of breath, felt relieved, and the feeling of dying was instantly eliminated.

"You and I have never met each other, is it worth risking your life for me?" Yan Beihong asked with a smile, staring at the pale Miao Yi.

Miao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes at him. He had never seen such a wolf-hearted guy before and said angrily: "You are very skilled, I need you to be my bodyguard."

Yan Beihong pointed his sword at the man who had just fallen, and asked in a deep voice: "He has better skills. Wouldn't it be safer for you to help him?"

Miao Yi said expressionlessly: "It is precisely because he is stronger that he does not need my help, and now I have saved your life!"

"You're a smart kid, haha!" Yan Beihong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, then patted Miao Yi on the back, "Don't act like a pitiful little lady, you have some internal injuries and you can't die!"

The trace of vigilance towards Miao Yi that he had always maintained in his eyes finally completely disappeared. He turned back and climbed up the mountain to pick the fairy grass. He took it off and the two of them admired it together.

This fairy grass is only half the length of a chopstick, with nine branches and nine leaves, crystal clear and jade-like. It can be said to be a jade-like branch, exuding a hazy halo. Tiny light particles attached to the surface float, like a group of small fireflies flying around, and like stars in the night sky. This is probably the origin of the name of the grass jelly 'Xinghua'.

It was the first time for both of them to see this treasure. When they put their noses close, they could smell the refreshing fragrance, which was not as easy to attract bees and butterflies as the fragrance of wild flowers.

"Good stuff! It's indeed a fairy grass." Yan Beihong clicked his tongue twice, letting Miao Yi smell the fragrance and appreciate it before taking it back.

Miao Yi's eyes widened as he watched him wrap the fairy grass with a piece of cloth and stuff it into his arms.

Seeing Miao Yi looking at him strangely, Yan Beihong took the fairy grass as his own without the permission of his partners. He made a fist and coughed a few times. He seemed a little embarrassed and said: "Well, this plant belongs to From me, the next one is yours.”

Miao Yi looked at the way he came and asked, "You have already obtained the fairy grass, aren't you going back?"

"Do you think I am such an unloyal person?" Yan Beihong shamelessly pushed Miao Yi forward, "I will continue to be your bodyguard, and when I get your share, we will go back together. But the bridge Back to the bridge, back to the road, you kid, don't worry about my dirty tricks, otherwise don't blame me for being rude. "

Miao Yi was speechless. Who said he couldn't defeat someone else? If their strengths were reversed, would the other party dare to take the fairy grass into his pocket without his consent?

Yan Beihong did not break his promise and continued to rob people he met in the following days, seemingly trying to get a fairy grass for Miao Yi.

In his words, let’s become immortals together!

However, the people who are still searching blindly are almost all "poor people". They have not collected the fairy grass, so the robbery is in vain.

Not breaking his promise was just the beginning, and in the end Yan Beihong broke his promise.

The two of them have reached the farthest end of the safe area on the map. When they reach the end of the safe area, if they go further in, who knows what is going on inside.

The two of them stood on the top of a mountain and stopped at the end of the safe area, with the mist lingering gently around them.

The place shrouded in mist in the distance was so mysterious. Yan Beihong seemed to be saying to himself: "Brother, it's not me who broke my promise. Look back. This ghost place has only been open for a month, and now half a month has passed. , It will take a lot of time on the way back, and I won’t be able to get out if it’s late. I’ll try my best on the way back, and maybe I can grab a fairy grass.”

Miao Yi could understand what he was thinking. It was an act of kindness for the other party to accompany him to this point, but...

"Did you hear any sounds?" Miao Yi suddenly made a startled 'Eh' sound and pointed to the unfathomable dangerous area opposite, "It seems to be coming from inside."

"Sound? What sound?" Yan Beihong was stunned. He kept tilting his head left and right and raising his ears. His brows gradually raised and he said, "I didn't hear any sound!"

"Didn't you hear that?" Miao Yi was a little surprised and tilted his head to listen again.

A sound of 'ding-ding-dong-dong' came faintly like mountains and flowing water. The high-pitched excitement and tenderness between the ups and downs were very rhythmic. This was clearly someone playing the piano.