Let’s talk about the next morning. It's past time, and the sun is three poles high. The sun shone in through the window. Xiaoyu rubbed his eyes, slowly sat up, leaned against the bed and stretched.
Days of running around, coupled with the long-term use of the Bone Disguise Disguise Technique, made him very tired. He had plenty of time, so he simply had a good sleep last night.
After passing Baishu Town in Hanzhou, you can directly reach the boundary of Fangzhou Mountain. Nearly two hundred miles further south is Dinghu Mountain. To the south of Dinghu Mountain is Lantern Mountain. The three mountains are arranged in a line from north to south.
Xiao Yu estimated the time and found out that he could reach Fangzhou Mountain on horseback in just a few hours, so he slept in leisurely today.
The business of the tavern was not good and they did not serve breakfast. The old man had gone to complain to his neighbor somewhere early in the morning. Xiaoyu Gu went downstairs to get a basin of water and washed his face. After disguising his body and disguising himself, he put on a black gauze. Jacket, ready to go downstairs and leave.
Xiao Yu stood in front of the window and saw that there were many vendors in the town, selling noodles, selling wontons, selling bamboo strips, selling farm vegetables... It was so lively that I had to go down and have a full meal. , I spent the past few days walking around day and night, with dry food close to me, sleeping on treetops in the mountains and drinking water from roadside streams, but I finally got through it.
Even if the spy on the seventh floor wants to discover his whereabouts again, it will take some time. Directly opposite this room is a public notice wall on the first floor, with many "Ji Ruge"'s death warrants posted on the wall.
Just as Xiaoyu was about to go downstairs and leave, two familiar figures stood in front of the public notice wall.
Xiaoyu took a closer look: there were two people, an old one and a young one. The old one was a Taoist priest, and the younger one was a strong young man as tall as a city wall. He was dressed in coarse cloth, with two thick arms exposed, with sinews and muscles, and his fist was as big as a casserole.
The old man twisted his beard and smiled, while the young man spread his hands and plucked the fatwa on the wall like a chicken. After doing this, the two of them walked slowly to the noodle stall on one side of the tent and sat down, ordering two bowls of braised noodles to eat.
Seeing the two men's actions, Xiao Yu smiled knowingly. Although Huang Daoling had done a lot of deception and deception, his son Da Zhuang had become a lot better after he returned to him.
At this time, Xiaoyu can't meet them with her true identity, but it's not bad to be a passerby.
Xiaoyu had already thrown away the folding fan with the 'Gongzi Geer' in her hand. A few days ago, she went to the black market and bought a good sword for self-defense. After seeing Huang Daoling and Da Zhuang eating noodles, Xiaoyu picked up the sword. He pulled up his black gauze hat, turned around, went downstairs, and went straight to the noodle stall where Huang Daoling was. Maybe they were going to Guanyun Temple on Lantern Mountain, so they might as well go there together.
Xiaoyu went down from the attic, walked out of the tavern door, looked at the horses in the stables on one side, then turned and walked towards the stall in front of him.
It's not too late to lead a horse to eat noodles. You might as well eat noodles first and then come over and lead the horse.
"Staff, bring me a bowl of braised noodles."
"Okay, wait a moment, let's start cooking." Xiao Yu found a seat next to Huang Daoling and Da Zhuang and sat down, calling to the noodle stall owner softly.
Huang Daoling glanced at the guy wearing a black gauze and bamboo hat. He didn't look like a man who could make money, so he simply continued to eat the noodles from his bowl.
Da Zhuang, who was five big and three thick, had devoured three big bowls, and the last bowl only contained two mouthfuls.
"Liang'er, do you still want to eat?" Huang Daoling frowned, looked at Da Zhuang, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and asked.
Xiaoyu and the girl called their son Dazhuang. Huang Daoling was not used to it, so she still used to call him by his nickname.
Da Zhuang said "Hmm", then nodded his head a few times, stretched out two fingers, and muttered: "Two more bowls!"
"Staff, two more bowls!" Huang Daoling raised his hand and shouted to the shopkeeper.
"Okay!" the store owner responded. Huang Daoling saw that although his son was stupid and had been tortured at the hands of Wen Jinchun over the years, he was still kinder than most people and a good boy. Then he smiled with relief. In his life, he was Such a stupid son.
Xiaoyu's noodles had also been served. He took the chopsticks and began to eat slowly. Huang Daoling on one side has already finished eating, waiting for his son to eat so he can go on his way.
"Liang'er, remember, brother Xiaoyu is our benefactor. Along the way, we not only have to tear up those frivolous reward orders, but we also have to search for Xiaoyu's whereabouts, and help him deal with those who want to kill him!" Huang Daoling! Seeing his son starting to devour the food again, he smiled and said: "Dad, I heard that Wen Jinchun was driven out of Dongxing Mountain and was in trouble. This bitch has received his retribution. Over the years, you have been under Wen Jinchun's hands." You're wronged down there, and it's all because of your father's incompetence. Fortunately, Brother Xiaoyu rescued you and asked Divine Doctor Kong to cure you. Although we are not heroes, we can't forget this life-saving grace." Da Zhuang said on his side. Eating noodles, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.
Xiaoyu listened to one side and smiled slightly. No wonder the two father and son were tearing up the reward notice on the seventh floor on the public notice wall. It turned out to be Huang Daoling's idea. This old liar has some conscience and knows how to repay his kindness. Not bad either.
"Hurry up and eat. After eating, we have to rush to Lantern Mountain. In the past few days, Jianghu is holding a martial arts conference at Guanyun Temple. We have to go and take a look. The two girls from Li Zong have a good relationship with Xiao Yu. Maybe at that conference We can meet Xiao Yu. When the people from the Lu Sect come, maybe we can help him a little." Huang Daoling muttered to Da Zhuang.
Xiaoyu hadn't shaved his face for several days at this time, and used the bone-framing disguise technique to look like a middle-aged man. He was unshaven and wore coarse clothes. He lost the look of a 'rich family knight' and looked like a middle-aged man. He was dressed in coarse cloth. If he didn't reveal his martial arts, no one in this world would be able to recognize his identity. He listened to Huang Daoling's words and knew their intentions. He was very grateful, so he simply took off his bamboo hat and said to Huang Daoling cupped his fists and said, "I've seen this old gentleman before." Huang Daoling frowned, looked at the middle-aged man warily, and waved his hand.
"I don't dare to take it." Xiaoyu said again: "I'm a wanderer, and I also want to go to the martial arts conference and see the world! I heard that you two are also going to Guanyun Temple in Lantern Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference. This is the only time to go to Lantern Mountain. It's a horse trail, how about we walk together and have someone to look after you?"
"Haha, it's not impossible." Huang Daoling looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He was straight and handsome, and he didn't look like a bad person. He continued to reply: "Let's work together. My father and son like to meddle in other people's business. If we encounter trouble, Just don't complain. Well, we tore off those reward orders. If people from the seventh floor come looking for trouble, you may also be implicated." 'Middle-aged' Xiao Yu smiled slightly and said: "Haha, it won't happen. No, just tear up a notice, and as long as it's not from the government, there will be no trouble." Huang Daoling frowned, then pointed to a plate-frame mule cart on one side carrying grain, and muttered impatiently: "We are both poor. You're just a guy on the road, if you find it too busy, just leave first." Xiaoyu pointed at the horses in the stables of the tavern opposite and replied, "My horse can't go anywhere fast."
"Okay." Huang Daoling said, cursing in his mind: Could this middle-aged swordsman be an assassin from the seventh floor? Hearing that we are going to find Xiao Yu, he wants to follow and assassinate Xiao Yu?
Forget it, when the road becomes clearer, just find an opportunity to get rid of him. Xiao Yu generously paid them some money, and the three of them left Bai Town together and headed for Lantern Mountain along the horse path.
There will be a martial arts conference tomorrow, and there are already many knights and knights on the horse road today. I think they all followed Shaolin Master Ci'en's call and went to Guanyun Temple to attend the conference.
Da Zhuang was huge and Huang Daoling was worried that the horse could not bear his weight, so he bought a big mule cart to ride him on. They both rode on the mule cart.
Xiao Yu followed them, riding horses side by side. Xiao Yu was in a good mood. After all, there were people willing to help him. When he got on the horse, he picked up a piece of dogtail grass on the side of the road, bit it in his mouth, and hummed a tune. While following them on their way.
Da Zhuang was sitting on the cart, listening to the 'middle-aged man' beside him humming a tune and holding dogtail grass in his mouth. He remembered that Xiao Yu was like this when he was idle in Daojiazhai, and pointed at the 'middle-aged man' The man murmured: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu!!" How could Xiaoyu dare to recognize each other at this time? Being chased down seven floors was tantamount to trapping the two of them. He was stunned for a moment, then realized and said doubtfully: " Brother, what’s the matter with the drizzle? It’s such a sunny day, it can’t possibly rain!”
"Sorry, my kid has recognized you as a friend." Huang Daoling looked at his silly son, shook his head helplessly, quickly patted his shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Liang'er, he is not Xiaoyu , Xiaoyu doesn’t look like this.”
"Oh..." After listening to his father's words, Da Zhuang frowned slightly, looked at the 'middle-aged man' beside him, and then turned his head, unhappy.
The 'middle-aged man' Xiao Yu heard this, waved his hand, and replied: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way."
"The Xiaoyu you two are talking about is the guy on the seventh-floor reward order?" Xiaoyu pretended not to know and asked deliberately.
"It's good that you know. He is our friend. If you are worried about getting into trouble with us, you should rush off alone before it's too late!" Huang Daoling looked at Xiaoyu angrily and muttered.
"Tch, I'm going to die. I'm afraid of what these people will do." Xiaoyu waved her hands, patted her chest and replied: "Besides, old Taoist priest, don't underestimate me. If you guys get into a fight, I can't escape with my life." It’s not just a boast, if you run, not many people can catch up!”
"Haha, since my brother is willing, I won't stop him." Huang Daoling rolled his eyes at him, stopped talking, and cursed in his heart: He knows people, knows faces, but doesn't know the heart. Who knows what kind of medicine is in the gourd of bullshit plaster like you? The best policy is to be careful.
The three of them rushed to the vicinity of Lantern Mountain, following the scattered martial arts people attending the meeting on the road. After a day's journey, in the evening of the third day of May, they arrived at Lantern Town at the foot of Lantern Mountain.
Xiaoyu, a 'middle-aged man', paid for all the food and drinks along the way. Although Huang Daoling was wary of this 'middle-aged man', seeing how generous he was, he and Da Zhuang were not too embarrassed to just eat and drink for free, so they had nothing to do with this 'middle-aged man'. The middle-aged people became familiar with each other.
Xiao Yu just made nonsense, saying that he was a disciple of Kuaijie Sect in the north, and he came to see the martial arts conference just to see the world and have fun.
Huang Daoling also gradually believed it. At nightfall, the three of them found a tavern to rest for the night. Xiaoyu gives money again!
After they had a good meal and a drink, they went to bed separately and prepared to go to the martial arts competition together the next day.
