Mu Lingtian didn't speak. He didn't know how to answer Luoxue, but he had already decided on this matter. He knew that if Tang Jing were him, he would be the same as him.
There seemed to be a hint of worry in Luoxue's brows, but of course she knew that Mu Lingtian was stubborn and nothing would change his decision. Looking at the silent Mu Lingtian, Luoxue changed the subject: "Then Young Master, then... What are you going to do when you come down?"
There was a trace of hesitation in Mu Lingtian's expression. He seemed to have not thought about it yet. He was silent for a moment and said, "Whether it is true or not, I have to go and ask Uncle Xiao personally what is going on."
Luoxue thought for a moment and nodded: "Well, that's fine too."
Of course Mu Lingtian knew that Wu Yi might be waiting for him at the place leaving Lingnan, so he had already thought of another way out of Lingnan, which was to cross the Lingnan Sword Sect and go around Lingnan, so that he could avoid Tang Jing and Wu Yi.
The Lingnan Sword Sect is the dominant force here. Except for Yuquan Pavilion, almost everything here is its sphere of influence.
Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue soon arrived at the territory of the Lingnan Sword Sect. It had been a while since noon. Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue arrived at a small town, entered an inn, and ordered a few side dishes. Mu Lingtian I went to the nearby pharmacy to buy some medicines that I might need.
There were only two or three tables of guests in the inn, but in the open space of the inn, there was a young girl in patched clothes singing a ditty, and an old man in rags stood next to her. Although it was already past noon, But the two of them have not rested yet in order to earn a living.
Six disciples wearing the clothes of the Lingnan Sword Sect, holding long swords in their hands, walked into the inn talking and laughing, and found a table to sit down.
When the waiter saw the people from the Lingnan Sword Sect, he hurried over, wiped the clean table, and asked with a smile: "Hey, gentlemen, what would you like to eat?"
One of the disciples, who was the senior brother of the other five, sat alone with one foot on the stool. He said arrogantly and impatiently: "Go, go, call your shopkeeper."
The shopkeeper who was not far away saw the situation and ran over quickly and pushed the waiter away: "Go to the back to wash the dishes. I'll come here and ask the back to prepare some good dishes and bring a few bottles of good wine to honor the uncles. "
The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile and said to several Lingnan disciples: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Zheng. I don't know what the wind is like today. Why do you have time to come here? The newcomer is ignorant and has offended Senior Brother Zheng. Please don't forget the little ones." People pass.”
Due to his father's close relationship with Zhang Xi of the Lingnan Sword Sect, Zheng Hua became Zhang Xi's eldest disciple. He was not very good at martial arts. He was usually arrogant and domineering and made trouble everywhere. With his status as Zhang Xi's eldest disciple, he could be regarded as one of the top disciples of the Lingnan generation. He is notorious for shying away from everyone he sees. Due to the recent problems with the Lingnan Sword Sect, he has become even more aggressive.
Regarding the attitude of the shopkeeper, Zheng Hua smiled with satisfaction and said: "Shopkeeper Liu is still sensible. I won't talk nonsense to you. I will waive the fine wine and food. This should be paid. Should we settle it?"
Shopkeeper Liu looked a little surprised, but immediately smiled and said: "This... didn't Senior Brother Zhang just accept Zhang Lin two days ago? Didn't he tell Senior Brother Zheng about you?"
Zheng Hua's hand touched the sword on the table and seemed to be threatening Shopkeeper Liu, saying: "This is me and he is him. You don't take my master seriously, do you?"
Shopkeeper Liu was a little panicked, and quickly waved his hand and explained: "No, no, senior brother Zheng, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand! It's just... this... you see, I can't make even two bucks from my small business, you..."
Zheng Hua grabbed the sword on the table, held it in his hand, shook the sword out, and threatened: "I wonder what Shopkeeper Liu means..."
Looking at the sword that was shaken out and glowing coldly, shopkeeper Liu could only obey and shouted in a panic: "Wait, wait, there is something to say, there is something to say, I will get it now... I will get it now!"
Shopkeeper Liu hurriedly ran away to get the money. Everyone looked over at the commotion in the inn. Zheng Hua banged his sword on the table and shouted loudly: "What are you looking at?" Look! Are you tired of living?"
Zheng Hua roared, and some of the guests turned away their eyes. The singing girl was frightened and stopped her beautiful singing.
Zheng Hua glanced at the girl, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and said, "Oh, she looks really good!"
Seeing this situation, the girl was at a loss and held the old man's arm. The old man patted the girl's hand comfortingly and said a few words. The two began to pack their things and prepare to leave.
Zheng Hua picked up the sword on the table again, walked towards the two of them, stopped the two who were about to leave, and said with a wicked smile: "Where do you want to go? Do you want to sing for the uncle alone? That's fine, I can sing Well, I will reward you."
The girl lowered her head and was a little panicked, trying to get away. The pitiful old man came to the girl and said reluctantly: "Master, please be kind and let us go."
Zheng Hua's evil smile was instantly filled with murderous intent, and he pushed the old man away with his sword: "What's wrong with you? I just want to listen to a little song, sing quickly!"
The girl pulled the old man and looked at Zheng Hua, who was very timid. The old man patted the girl's hand reassuringly: "It's okay, kid. If I want to hear you sing, you can sing for me."
The girl had no choice but to nod. Zheng Hua smiled with satisfaction, found a table nearby and sat down, saying, "That's right. Sing well. If you make the uncle happy, he will be rewarded."
The girl looked at the old man, looked at Zheng Hua, and sang a ditty with a somewhat panicked voice: "In the green mountains, by the stream and spring, a bunch of rice flowers are blowing in the wind, passing through the bamboo forest, the water is cold, riding horses, the rivers and lakes are in chaos. Thousands of miles away, the wind and clouds are turbulent. Sad song…”
Soon shopkeeper Liu came to Zheng Hua with the money. He didn't dare to disturb Zheng Hua's interest, so he had to wait aside.
One of the five Lingnan disciples looked at Luoxue, who was sitting in the corner covered with a gauze scarf, without blinking for a long time.
Looking at his companion in a daze, another Lingnan disciple also looked over!
Under the guidance, the remaining three people also looked towards Luoxue.
The five people discussed something, then looked at Luoxue, stood up, and walked towards Zheng Hua.
The five people said a few words in Zheng Hua's ear, and Zheng Hua also looked at Luoxue sitting in the corner.
After discussing for a long time, Zheng Hua stood up and walked towards Luoxue.
Zheng Hua sat down next to Luo Xue and said with a smile, "Hey, beauty, are you alone? Do you mind if I sit here?"
Luoxue, who was covered with a gauze scarf, glanced at Zheng Hua from the corner of his eye and said coldly: "Do you mind!"
A man standing behind Zheng Hua shouted angrily: "What did you say? Do you know who this is?"
