novelpro #200 - Hehe! I want to be a hero! (Subscription required)
#200 - Hehe! I want to be a hero! (Subscription required)
Inside Old Mother Mountain, snow lay thick and white.
Finding no path, Duan Yun wandered aimlessly through the mountains.
He hoped to find a couple of Lei lunatics to infuse him with pure chivalrous energy and help guide the way.
But alas, no such luck.
Not a single one.
No one suddenly awakened to the idea of the enemy guiding a great hero; this somewhat stumped the young hero, Duan.
It had to be said, inconvenient transportation made murder a real physical exertion.
He began to understand why many sects liked to build their bases on high mountains; firstly, enemies seeking revenge would have to tire themselves climbing and crossing valleys, while they could conserve their strength and await them.
This was also one of the reasons why the Six Major Sects were able to besiege Bright Peak.
The sky gradually darkened, but the snow mountain still reflected light, the smooth surfaces like a dark blue mirror, mysterious and beautiful.
Yet, this mysterious beauty also carried an unspeakable sense of solitude.
Duan Yun, in his two lifetimes, was venturing deep into a snow mountain for the first time.
The world was very quiet, a vast expanse of white, with the occasional sound of large birds flapping their wings.
Just then, Duan Yun suddenly spotted a half-collapsed wooden hut.
It was the only building he had seen in his wanderings, and a sense of joy arose in his heart.
This proved he was in the right place!
Where there were human buildings, there would be human cities; perhaps Little Thunder City was nearby.
Duan Yun leaped up, lightly climbing to the top of a snow pine.
The sky darkened, the snow reflecting white light; from here, the world remained a vast expanse of white, with no further discoveries.
By this point, Duan Yun also wanted to rest.
So, he walked towards the dilapidated wooden hut, and to his surprise, he found a person.
Finding someone in this icy wilderness was indeed not easy, but unfortunately, it was a dead person.
This person had been dead for some years; in this cold place, the body had rotted a lot, leaving half a cyan-black face.
Judging from the attire, it should be a Lei lunatic, but it was unknown why they had died here.
Such a person could never be a great hero, so Duan Yun kicked the body out of the hut, leaving himself to enjoy it alone.
After all, the wooden hut was only this big.
The corpse flew out, hitting a protruding rock outside, instantly turning into several large pieces.
Duan Yun leaned against the wall of the wooden hut, took a sip of wine, and closed his eyes to rest.
He did not plan to search in the dark; he had finally found this clue and did not want to wander off again.
With nothing else to do, Duan Yun took out the "Telepathic Skill" that Yu Zhenzhen had given him.
Yu Zhenzhen had mastered this extraordinary skill, able to clamp and throw back Gu Xue's sword energy, and according to the manual, once practiced to a high level, one could "clamp all things under heaven."
However, this manual was not easy to understand; it was unknown where this founder of the Qiong Ling Sect came from, as some of the characters he recognized, while others were completely foreign, like seeing Chinese characters with a row of Arabic suddenly appearing.
These twisted fonts, like chicken scratches, were worse than even when Duan Yun was most harshly criticized by his teacher.
Perhaps this was the reason why Yu Zhenzhen was the only one in the Qiong Ling Sect to master it.
Understanding the abstract was not an easy task, and even he, this once-in-a-million cultivation genius, would probably need ten days to half a month to master it.
Duan Yun looked at these characters, feeling increasingly drowsy.
He had only walked on the snow mountain for six hours, but he was already somewhat tired.
It was not the body that was tired, but the spirit.
The snow mountain was beautiful, even stunning when he first arrived.
But after looking at it for a long time, with the surrounding all white and repetitive, it was inevitable to feel weary.
At this moment, fine snow began to fall from the sky.
Duan Yun closed his eyes and began to sleep.
A person can go without food for a few days, but not without sleep.
As he slept, Duan Yun suddenly opened his eyes.
Because he heard the voices of children talking.
The night was already deep, and the body fragments outside were still lying there.
To be honest, suddenly hearing children's voices in this deep mountain hut created a sense of terror.
But the voices continued, sounding like a little boy and a little girl saying something.
Could he have really encountered ghosts?
Duan Yun stood up and rubbed his face with a handful of snow to wash it.
Whether it was a human or a ghost, the young hero Duan would go and join in the fun.
Duan Yun left the dilapidated wooden hut.
The night sky was cloudy, but because of the reflection of the snow, it was not very dark.
The children's voices came from above the hillside.
Duan Yun walked on the snow, leaving only a very shallow footprint on the snow, without making much noise.
The hillside was a dense pine forest.
The pine forest was very dense, with a deep and secluded interior.
And the children's voices came from inside.
Could Little Thunder City be in this pine forest?
When he killed the two Lei lunatics before, he already knew that Lei lunatics also got married and even engaged in wild battles.
So, it was reasonable that there were Lei lunatic children in Little Thunder City nearby.
Having wandered around the snow mountain for a day without finding Little Thunder City, Duan Yun was in a bad mood and even ate half a pound less mutton at noon.
He did not hesitate, his body swayed, like a light and agile bird, flying into the pine forest.
"Brother, here."
"Hurry up."
In the forest, children's voices came from inside, but no figures could be seen; in this dark pine forest, it was eerie.
The first time Duan Yun camped in the wilderness, he thought he had encountered a ghost, a red-clothed female ghost.
But later he learned that it was the madwoman of the Red Mansion.
Later, he saw Huang Shi, who was driving corpses at night, and later he even saw the creature of the dragon with his own eyes, refreshing his worldview again.
But on closer thought, he had not encountered a real ghost.
The dark forest, the children's voices coming from time to time, but no figures, such a scene was undoubtedly like a ghost movie.
The young hero Duan had a lifetime of chivalry, did not hesitate much, and once again used his movement technique to follow.
Even though there was a lot of snow on the ground, because it was blocked by trees, it was still very dark here.
Just as Duan Yun was thinking about whether to take out a fire starter, he suddenly stopped.
Because he found that he had stepped on something hard.
Duan Yun looked down and saw a pile of broken tiles.
There were also some bricks nearby.
He walked forward a section and found that there were also some abandoned houses here, but they were abandoned more thoroughly.
If Little Thunder City was a city, then these abandoned houses in front of him were more like the suburbs of Little Thunder City.
Of course, this was just Duan Yun's guess.
It was too dark here, he could not see further.
Just then, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.
A very, very fine sound rang out in front, sounding like footsteps.
This footstep only existed for a moment, but Duan Yun still heard it.
His body swayed and flew in the direction of the sound.
But just as he flew halfway, his body sank and fell to the ground.
Because he saw a big guy!
In the dark pine forest, a four-legged animal shape was outlined.
Duan Yun's first reaction was a snow leopard.
After all, there was a rumor that snow leopards gathered in front of the Thunder God and Old Mother statue in Little Thunder City.
But the next moment, Duan Yun had determined that this was not a snow leopard.
Snow leopards did not have such a big body, nor did they have such big eyes.
In the darkness, Duan Yun saw at a glance a pair of copper bell-like brown eyes.
The monster's face was covered with textures, its fur was flamboyant, and the textures were like the cloud patterns carved in temples.
Lion?
What came to Duan Yun's mind was this thing.
But this was not the kind of lion seen in the zoo in his previous life, but the kind of lion used for dragon and lion dances during the New Year.
The lion dance was naturally pretended by people, but the thing in front of him was not.
Folk customs ultimately had prototypes.
Duan Yun thought when he saw the lion dance in his previous life, was there such a lion in this appearance long ago? People saw it and thought it was an auspicious symbol, but later this kind of lion disappeared, leaving only the image of the lion dance.
Duan Yun could no longer delve into the affairs of his previous life, but he could be sure that there were still such special lions in this world.
Things that looked very much like lion dances.
Lion dances had always been considered auspicious beasts, appearing festive and lively, but when such a lion really stood in front of Duan Yun, it could not help but give people a sense of horror.
Yes, its eyes were very big, and its gaze seemed to have substance, making people's hearts beat faster.
The textures on its face were covered with deep wrinkles and ravines, looking full of decaying taste.
The next moment, Duan Yun's scalp tingled.
Because at this time, the voices of the little boy and the little girl floated over.
It was from the lion's mouth!
This lion could also learn to speak?
Could it be a monster that can speak!
"Hehe."
"No hehe."
The voices of the little boy and the little girl were very innocent and cute, but at this time they seemed extremely gloomy.
"He!"
The moment the little girl's voice sounded, the snow mountain lion leaped up and pounced over.
Its pouncing speed initially looked very ordinary, Duan Yun's knife was already out of its sheath, and it looked like he was about to cut it open, but the next moment, Duan Yun's expression changed, and dead energy erupted from his body, turning into a black sword mist, wrapping himself.
The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ said ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥⊥ book ⊥⊥ bar ⊥⊥ first ⊥ hair!
With a swish, like a dazzling lightning.
The lion dance's tail suddenly swept over, fast and fierce, powerful and heavy.
With a bang, like spring thunder landing, Duan Yun, wrapped in sword mist, was knocked out, crashing into a snow pine with a bang.
With the dead energy sword qi wrapped around him, coupled with his agile movement, even if he was knocked away and broke a big tree, Duan Yun was still unharmed.
After he landed, he wanted to take a breath, but his body suddenly swayed to the side, bringing up a trail of afterimages.
With a bang, a clear gully appeared where he had just stood, and mud and rocks, along with the snow layer, exploded into fragments.
The fleshy tail fell to the ground, making a clear crackling sound, as if it really contained the power of thunder and lightning.
The next moment, the lion dance roared, and the entire tail stood on the ground, so that its body stood up like a human.
From here, you could clearly see many "wounds" under the lion's abdomen.
These wounds squirmed, sometimes like cracked "mouths," suddenly making a sound that broke through the air.
Duan Yun swept his knife, and the knife wind was like a barrier, standing in front of him.
Because those "mouths" suddenly spewed out a lot of "saliva."
"Saliva" was like an arrow, with a sound that broke through the air, looking poisonous and powerful.
Damn it, spitting everywhere!
The young hero Duan hated these the most, so the knife body sank and quickly cut out!
"Fourfold Spring Rain!"
The rotating sword energy rolled up snowflakes and collided with the saliva!
Bang bang bang!
The collision sound was like muffled thunder, but the young hero Duan's sword energy was ultimately better, hitting the lion's abdomen with a bang.
This behemoth, which was much taller than a human when standing, was immediately knocked out, crashing to the ground with a bang, dragging a trace on the ground.
But this lion was thick-skinned and thick-fleshed after all, staring with copper bell-like eyes and was about to get up.
As a result, at this time, a Dharma form almost as tall as it suddenly appeared behind the young man.
It was a twin-ponytail girl, wearing a blue and white porcelain-patterned cheongsam, and slammed out a punch.
Along with the punch was Duan Yun's fist.
"Strange Fist! Bloom!"
The Dharma form and Duan Yun's fist connected together, like a flurry of wind and rain.
Bang bang bang bang!
The sound of fist strength bombardment was continuous, and the lion's huge head was instantly beaten with bruises and swollen, and the flesh on its face rippled non-stop.
"Combine!"
"Sixteen Strange Roads! Extreme Hatred!"
Duan Yun's hair surged wildly, and along with it, the Dharma form's twin ponytails also surged.
The true qi in his body spun wildly, and the fifteen strange fist roads were connected to his chivalrous energy, and ultimately turned into the extreme hatred fist strength above the fifteen roads!
Bang!
The lion's huge nose was smashed with a dent, forming a pit, blood flying, and the copper bell-like eyes were also smashed into darkness.
Its body fell to the ground, just like a Master Bao Guo who was knocked down by a heavy punch.
This lion dance behemoth, this injury, although not light, was not fatal.
But after being hit by this punch, it made a whimpering sound in its mouth, and its face was a bleak expression, like a little lady who had been wronged.
"Hehe."
"Chirp chirp."
Yes, even the voices of the little boy and the little girl in its mouth seemed bleak and lonely to death.
As a result, suddenly, the lion opened its mouth again and said: "I want to be a great hero!"
Almost at the same time, a violent expression of wanting to be a great hero appeared on its face again.
The young hero Duan could make the dead open their mouths to say "I want to be a great hero!", but this was the first time making an animal open its mouth.
After saying this sentence, the lion dance instantly became manic, rushing towards Duan Yun desperately.
Seeing this, Duan Yun sighed and said: "You still haven't realized the true meaning of being a great hero."
"I'll teach you!"
The gentleness in his hand suddenly plunged into the ground, and the whole person stood on the knife body like standing on stilts.
With a buzz, the knife body bent into an arc, and Duan Yun's body had already ejected out like a feather arrow!
"Lushan Rising Dragon Overlord!"
The dragon-like fist strength hit the lion's jaw, bringing the sound of bone and flesh shattering.
The lion's mouth sprayed blood like an arrow, and its body flew up, and at this time, a more dense sound of fist strength sounded.
"I hit hit hit hit!"
When it was floating in the air, Duan Yun had already blasted out hundreds of punches in one breath!
The lion's heavy body couldn't land for a moment, and no matter how thick-skinned this lion was, it couldn't withstand Old Devil Duan's abuse!
It was beaten so badly that even its mother probably wouldn't recognize it, and it still managed to utter, "I want to be a hero!" every now and then.
"I told you! You don't understand what a hero is!"
"Mount Lu Meat Grinder!"
Duan Yun, in the air, suddenly gripped the lion's jaw with both hands, gathering strength throughout his body, muscles tensed, and leaned back, slamming down!
From a distance, he looked like he was using all his strength to swing and slam down a club!
With a 'thump,' the snow layer exploded, and the surrounding broken tiles and stones splashed up, shattered even more thoroughly.
The lion lay in the pit, its body flattened, no longer in the shape of a lion.
Once upon a time, Wu Song fought a tiger; now, Duan Yun could be considered a lion-smasher!
After this smash, the lion's huge eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
It stared at Duan Yun and managed to say "I want to be" before breathing its last.
Duan Yun panted.
Tonight's fight was truly enjoyable!
Looking at the fallen lion, Duan Yun's blood boiled, and he couldn't help but sigh to himself, "Men really do have the hunting gene."
"This feeling is so satisfying!"
Yes, it's very satisfying to beat this kind of ferocious beast that wants to eat people until it's utterly devastated and no longer resembles a beast.
Even in death, the lion stared at Duan Yun with unclosed eyes, still giving off an eerie feeling.
"Hee hee!"
Suddenly, a child's voice emerged again, startling Duan Yun.
Something's fishy!
Even if this lion could speak human language, it had clearly stopped breathing, and he hadn't injected heroic energy to stimulate it. Why was there still a voice?
Extremely frightened, Duan Yun picked up Gentle and directly cut the lion open.
The next moment, a horrifying scene appeared.
Inside this lion's huge belly were piles of human bones.
Some of these bones still had bits of tattered silver ornaments on them, others had small pieces of torn cloth, and on top were the corpses of two children.
Below these two children's corpses, an adult's corpse raised a hand, as if supporting them.
Duan Yun could even imagine that perhaps these were the two children's father or mother, who hadn't died immediately when they were swallowed whole by the lion.
The children's father or mother raised their hands, wanting to hold them up to survive, holding them up and waiting for a miracle, but unfortunately, a miracle didn't happen.
They still died in the lion's belly.
Duan Yun looked at the corpses of the two children and exclaimed, "Was that voice coming from you?"
There was no answer, and the child's voice was gone.
But whether it was a coincidence or not, at this moment, a cracking sound was heard, and the hand bone below shifted, causing the two children's corpses to tremble slightly.
He circulated his true energy and pulled the bones from the lion's belly out.
Afterward, he separated the corpses, dug a large pit, and arranged the bones one by one inside before burying them.
Duan Yun looked at the bones, especially the bones of the two children, and said as he buried them, "Regardless of whether it was you or not, this evil lion has been killed by me. You can rest in peace."
Saying that, Duan Yun covered them with soil.
And just at this moment, he discovered that the right hand bones of both children were pointing in the same direction.
Duan Yun finished burying the soil and carved a piece of wood to barely make a tombstone.
Then, he walked in the direction pointed by the two children's corpses.
The pine forest was very deep. He walked for a full hour until dawn was about to break before he came out.
At this time, the sky was turning white on the horizon.
This was a hillside. Duan Yun stood here and could already see the outline of a city in the distance.
Little Thunder City was there.
The road pointed by the two children was actually correct.
This place was not easy to find. If he had to find it himself, it would probably take him several days.
So, are there really ghosts in this world?
Duan Yun thought about this question and strode towards Little Thunder City.