The reason why Xihanyuan Prefecture carries the word "han" is precisely because it is much colder than the other prefectures. At this time, it was the spring of March, and the spring had already warmed up in other states, and the lark had recovered. But the entire Xihanyuan Prefecture is still covered with white snow and the biting wind is in the late east.
On the official road, various forces from Xihanyuan Prefecture are constantly traveling in groups, rushing to Jiuhua Mountain, thousands of miles away, to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference that is held every five years.
But unlike these hurried families, there were six young men and women, wearing thick brocade robes and jade clothes, riding on six horses, walking slowly on the thin snow on the official road.
Whenever someone passed by, they would lower their fur hats and deliberately turn their faces away to avoid the curious eyes of passers-by. Needless to say, we knew that these six young men who looked like they were traveling around were Mu Jingyu and others.
Because they were worried that the Han family would be prepared and place hidden sentries along the way, they did not dare to go out at night and day, as they did before, and use their fairy swords to travel quickly. Just riding on the temporarily purchased horse, he slowly walked towards the Ice City.
Fortunately, after they came out of Kirigakure, they were not far from Ice City. Even with the strength of six horses, they could reach Ice City in at most two days.
Qin Yunchuan unfolded a piece of jute paper, looked down at the place names simply marked on it, then looked up at the surroundings and said: "According to what is shown on this map, let's walk along this official road for dozens of miles. You can see the Ice City."
Mu Jingyu rubbed his hands to dissipate some of the cold air, then took the map from Qin Yunchuan's hand, looked down for a moment, and found that it was just as he said. After returning the map to Qin Yunchuan, he said: "Since we are almost there, everyone should be careful. One thing, don’t let the Han family know your identity when you get here.”
Su Yingying said: "There are many pedestrians here, so you don't have to worry about being discovered. It's just hard to tell when you get to the Ice City."
Qin Yunchuan said: "Don't worry about it for now. I saw on the map that there is a restaurant not far ahead. Let's have something to eat when we get there, and then we can discuss how to get into the city."
After Mu Jingyu and the other five responded, they all urged their horses to speed up.
The weather in March in Yangchun changes like a child's face, especially in Xihan Yuanzhou. It was a warm and sunny breeze just now, but within a moment, the cold wind suddenly blew up, mixed with flakes of snow falling from the sky.
Six young men tightened their clothes, braved the cold wind and white snow, and rode on the official road with their fast horses. Pedestrians and disciples from various sects who were originally walking slowly could not help but speed up their pace.
Mu Jingyu lifted the fur hat in front of his face and looked at the end of the official road in the wind and snow. He saw a large flag with the word "wine" swinging in the wind and snow. After greeting a few people, he thought of taking shelter in the wine shop. Snow.
Amidst the clatter of horse hooves, six people passed by a carriage. An old man sitting in the carriage happened to lift the curtain to see if he could see the wine shop in front of him.
When he saw Mu Jingyu's fur hat lifted, he suddenly let out a light sigh and immediately cast his gaze on Mu Jingyu's face, wanting to take a closer look. But Mu Jingyu immediately loosened his fur hat and covered his cheeks, leaving only the area below his nose.
"This is..." The expression on the old man's face in the carriage changed rapidly, ranging from surprise, confusion, and even more disbelief. It wasn't until the six people's figures disappeared into the snow that they reluctantly lowered the curtain.
After sitting in the carriage and pondering for a moment, the old man suddenly whispered: "Feng Er, where are the six young men who galloped by just now?"
A middle-aged man sitting in front of the car looked like an ordinary person, but in fact he was a man of cultivation. A faint layer of true energy came out of his body, blocking a few feet in front of him. No matter how strong the wind and snow were, it could not block his sight.
After hearing the instructions from the old man in the carriage, he squinted his eyes and stared at Mu Jingyu and the six people who were gradually retreating. When he saw them stopping at the door of the wine shop, he turned back and dismounted and went in and said: "Mr. Ren, what are you talking about?" A young man went to the wine shop in front to take shelter from the wind and snow."
Mr. Ren murmured to himself: "Did they enter the wine shop? Feng Er, you also drove to that wine shop. I feel a little tired. Let's go to the wine shop to rest for a while to avoid the wind and snow before walking."
"Young man, I understand." After Feng Er responded, he rushed over in no hurry, still maintaining the original speed. After a quarter of an hour, he stopped the carriage in the open space outside the wine shop, and then opened the curtain behind him. He helped the old man named Ren out of the carriage.
Mu Jingyu and others, who came to the wine shop first, certainly did not expect that someone was following them and also came to the wine shop.
The six of them lowered their hat brims and looked around the wine shop warily. I saw that 70% to 80% of the diners were already sitting in the small wine shop. Judging from their attire, in addition to pedestrians and merchants on their way, they were disciples of various sects and sects in Xihanyuan Prefecture. It was probably because they saw the snowstorm outside that they all went to the wine shop to take shelter from the snowstorm.
So many people suddenly came in, which not only made the already small wine shop overcrowded, but also made the two waiters busy with their feet on the ground, shuttling back and forth in front of more than a dozen wine tables, and had no time to greet Mu Jingyu Liu who walked in. people.
In this case, they were at ease and didn't have to worry about being recognized. They found a place near the corner and sat down.
After placing several wine glasses on the table in front of Qin Yunchuan and others, Mu Jingyu borrowed the wine gourd from his waist and filled them all with fine wine.
"It's cold outside, let's drink a glass of wine to warm ourselves up." After Mu Jingyu finished speaking, he drank the wine in one gulp. My body, which was still a little cold just now, suddenly felt much warmer.
After finishing a glass of wine, while Mu Jingyu was pouring another glass of wine, Qin Yunchuan whispered: "Jingyu, this place is not far from the Ice City. With the way we are dressed, even if we sneak in, we will be able to sneak in very quickly. It was discovered by the Han family."
Shen Mengdie said: "Brother Mu, I remember when you, Brother Qin, and Sister Yu went to Mount Emei, didn't you have the Bai Rong powder given by Senior Tai Er? Why don't you use it to disguise yourself? Others will definitely not find out. .”
Mu Jingyu took out the porcelain bottle that originally contained the Bai Rong Powder and said with a wry smile: "Well, the Bai Rong Powder here has been used up a long time ago. What else can I use to disguise myself?"
"No more?" Zhou Yan opened the porcelain bottle unwillingly, squinted at it, and finally threw the porcelain bottle back to Mu Jingyu, leaning on the chair angrily: "How can we sneak into the ice without Bai Rong Fen?" Where is the city?”
Although Shi Dahong was confused, he could still understand from their simple words that this kind of medicine powder that can transform people was a gift from Master Taier. He said: "Junior Brother Mu doesn't have it in his hand, it doesn't mean that That senior Tai Er doesn’t have any in his hands! Why not ask him for some more, wouldn’t it solve the current predicament?”
Shen Mengdie rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "I'm right when I say you have a stone head! Senior Taier is thousands of miles away in the vast Yunzhou, and it takes at least ten days to come back. We really need to wait for Brother Mu to ask for some, and the Dao Discussion Conference has started. Even if we successfully get the list of spies, can we get back to the master in time?"
When they first made this plan, they really didn't think about how to hide their identity and sneak into the Ice City. I just wanted to think of a solution while walking, but when I got here, I found that I was helpless.
Mu Jingyu knocked on the table and said in a deep voice: "There is always a way. Don't worry, everyone, think about it carefully."
Just when the six teenagers lowered their heads in thought, none of them noticed that a middle-aged man opened the door curtain and walked in supporting an old man. The two stood at the door and did not rush inside. Instead, they glanced around the entire wine shop.
"Mr. Ren, look, are the young men sitting in the corner the same people who passed by the carriage just now?" After the middle-aged man saw Mu Jingyu and the others, he quietly pointed them out to the old man surnamed Ren beside him.
Because they were in a wine shop, Mu Jingyu and the others had already lifted their fur hats, revealing their true colors. When the old man surnamed Ren saw Mu Jingyu, his eyes instantly brightened up, he smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, it's them."
After the old man finished speaking, he was about to walk towards Mu Jingyu and others, but unexpectedly Feng Er's wrist tightened and grabbed the old man named Ren: "Mr. Ren, the identities of these people are not simple! You still..."
"Not simple? Why is it not simple? Feng Er, if you have anything to say, just say it clearly. Do you still have to hesitate with me?"
"The young one will make it clear." Feng Er pointed at Mu Jingyu and the others and said in a low voice: "Ren Lao knows that the person sitting next to that young man is hailed by the Jiuhua Sect as a genius who has not been born in a century. Young Qin Yunchuan? And the three women and one man beside him are not ordinary people. They are also Zhou Yan, Shen Mengdie, Su Yingying and Shi Dahong, who are among the most talented and cultivated disciples of this generation of Jiuhua Sect. "
"Oh? I didn't expect them to be Qin Yunchuan." After looking at it with interest for a moment, Mr. Ren suddenly pointed at Mu Jingyu and asked: "What about this young man? You haven't said his name yet. Can you wait with Qin Yunchuan? People sit together and are implicitly regarded as the leader by five people, let alone an ordinary person."
"Mr. Ren really has a good eye!" Feng Er flattered him without leaving any trace, then whispered: "If my guess is correct, he is Qin Yunchuan's sworn brother, the disciple that Mo Yunshen worked so hard to rescue a few months ago. Mu Jingyu, who was accepted by the Jiu Xian as his only disciple and has inextricable connections with the little Princess Bi Yun of the Demon Underworld Palace, has recently been heard throughout the Kyushu and has made a name for himself in Nuoda!"
"Oh? He is Mu Jingyu!" Mr. Ren's eyes became brighter. He suddenly turned his head, stared into Feng Er's eyes and asked: "Feng Er, you have been by my side and you have never been out of Xihan. How could Yuanzhou recognize their identities at a glance?"
Feng Er was swept by Ren Lao's eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He quickly explained: "I didn't know them originally. But just seven or eight days ago, the city lord suddenly ordered someone to draw portraits of several people. , the secret was passed over. Not only did they inform them of their identities, but they also asked us to tell the city lord immediately once we find their traces. "
Mr. Ren's expression instantly turned cold: "Why didn't you tell me these things? If there is anything else he is hiding from me, please tell me."
Feng Er's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he said with fear: "Mr. Ren, you also know that the city lord has been really mysterious in recent years. In addition to Zhao, Shi and other city lords, there are also a few of his closest friends. Outsiders, they never say much to servants like us. Whenever there are any orders, they are just orders and rarely explain the reasons."
"Moreover, I don't think this matter is a big deal. You still live in seclusion in the manor and rarely care about things in the Ice City. That's why... I didn't tell you this matter in time."
After Feng Er finished speaking, he looked down at the ground nervously. At the same time, he felt uneasy, fearing that Mr. Ren would blame him for this.
After a while, Mr. Ren suddenly said in a harmonious voice: "I am getting older and have been living in seclusion, which makes you feel that I no longer care about the major events in Kyushu, and I can't blame you for this. But... I would also like to remind you that I saw you today The affairs of Mu Jingyu and others are only known to you and me. You must not let it rot in the stomach if it gets into the ears of a third person. If you let others know, you... know the consequences. "
"I understand, I understand! Feng Er has followed you for many years and knows what to do." Feng Er escaped and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"There are not many drinking tables here, so the two of us will talk to those teenagers and squeeze in to their place to take shelter from the snow and wind."
While Mr. Ren was joking, he slowly walked towards Mu Jingyu and others with the support of Feng Er.
