On April 9th, after the Qingming Festival, Lin Manliu and Ye Dangting bid farewell to everyone in the villa and prepared to leave for southern Xinjiang.
After three days of not-so-long journey, the two rushed to the boundary of Huangshan Mountain. During this period, the old liar and the young man in short shirts told some recent events in the world, and mentioned in a teahouse the letters sent back by their masters, roughly speaking to him again. Ye Dang heard the confirmation about his disciple, which must have been sent in late March.
"Having calculated the time, are you still satisfied that we have arrived? Say hello to Mr. Mo on my behalf. It is a pity that I was far away from home and could not have a chat with him when he opened the bank."
At that time, Ye Dang smiled and handed the letter to Lin Manliu. The young man asked curiously: "Master, can you also play chess?"
The old liar who was drinking tea at the side just raised his glass and blew on the tea leaves floating in his bowl without saying anything, and then drank all the tea in the bowl.
Lin Manliu understood the meaning. Ye Dangting thought he respected his master a lot. If anything related to it, he could always talk to him over a few cups of tea. Now the situation was obviously denying his doubts, and then he I remembered what the umbrella-holder said in the north pavilion of the city that day.
His correspondence had been checked by him and others three times. The greetings and inquiries in the letter must have hinted at something else. The young man immediately understood and said nothing more. After that, during the journey, he just listened to the old liar's stories and customs and culture of the place, and I didn’t pursue the matter of letters too closely.
Today, the wind on the mountain road is stronger than in the past few days, and the mountain wind is howling. The water streams running through the mountain forest and the treetops intertwined have become more and more sad and sad.
The two people traveling west found a wine shop to rest. Before they even sat down at the table, they heard a loud banging sound coming from somewhere, as if the wine table was being smashed into pieces.
Following the sound, he looked to see Yun Laiguan He Mu. He saw that the man had a white scarf on his head and was wearing plain clothes. His eyes turned red and he looked at Lin Manliu, who had just arrived. The boy in a short shirt met his gaze and found that he had a hand tied behind his back. The gray cloth bag must be the spear that was cut off by himself.
Before the young man could continue to watch for a while, he heard He Mu growl: "Yesterday, my spearmen humiliated me, and today I want to see He's joke...".
"The two of us just happened to pass by here on our way west. We didn't mean to offend..." Lin Manliu apologized with his hands in hand. If it weren't for the fact that his attire was a bit weird, he wouldn't have been allowed to speak so rudely.
As if he didn't hear anything, He Mu spat on the ground and continued shouting: "If you hadn't destroyed my spearman, why would I have to hide here wearing sackcloth and mourning? If I had a gun by my side, I would definitely be able to fight with those thieves. Fight again! How can Yunlaiguan be wiped out!" His roar became louder and louder, and finally turned into a hysterical roar.
The guests and the waiter in the wine shop were frightened by He Mu's roar and retreated. In an instant, only three people were left in the wine shop to confront each other. Before Lin Manliu could continue to speak, Ye Dangting kicked the man next to him. On the bench, He Mu, with red eyes, followed the voice and looked at the man in yellow shirt.
"First of all, I don't know what happened to you Yun Laiguan and your family was wiped out, but there is one thing that you can't fight with the enemy without the broken gun behind you? Furthermore, do you think that the force that can destroy you Yun Laiguan is you, the first one? Can a junior who has just entered the world turn the tide?" Ye Dangting asked Xiang He Mu with a mocking smile.
"How can I not fight against the enemy if I have weapons at hand..." He Mu didn't know how to respond and started to quibble.
"Then take the Huang Lu in my hand. If you still have trouble with the sword, I'll go find you a good gun. Once you get it, go save your disciple!" The man in yellow's voice sounded a bit like home. , and handed out the long sword in his hand to motion for He Mu to catch it.
He Mu's hands trembled in mockery, and he was about to grab the broken gun behind him, but was scolded by the old liar in yellow: "When the master is in danger, it's not like you are like a lost dog, barking at everyone, no matter what method you find." Whatever you do, the most important thing is to redeem yourself and take revenge. If ordinary people offended you today, would you still use your broken gun to stab them to death to vent your anger? You are a waste."
After Ye Dang finished listening to the words in the wine shop, there was a short silence, and you could hear a needle drop.
In the end, the young man in plain clothes did not grab the broken gun behind him. He sat slumped on the ground and began to cry. It wasn't long before the sobbing stopped. He Mu staggered up and looked at Lin Manliu first, then bowed to Ye Dangting and said, "Mr. Ye's teachings, He will never forget them...".
After saying that, he clenched his fists and apologized to the boy in a short shirt, staggered out of the wine shop and walked to the mountain road behind him. After getting away from the crowd, he pulled out the gray cloth bag behind him, pulled out the two sections of the gun, held the tip of the gun with his left hand, and held the gray cloth bag with the gun in his right hand. He wrapped the tail of the gun and threw it out. The half of the gun was discarded by He Mu beside the mountain road.
He used the remaining roll of cloth to tie the tip of the gun back and forth and tied it behind him, then walked south alone.
Yunlai Temple is a small martial arts sect in Lingnan Road. It is not a Taoist temple where Taoist priests practice. The temple owner He Tian is a local master who can use swords and spears. He recruits many disciples to learn swordsmanship and spear skills. His brother He Ye He was good at swordsmanship alone, but his son He Muchu was also good at marksmanship when he dabbled in martial arts. At the beginning of April in the sixth year of Shengyang, the whole family was wiped out by the clouds of destruction. The person who destroyed the whole family wrote in the Guan Nei Square, "Colluding with the rebel party and causing cholera to the common people shall be punished."
He Mu, in July of the sixth year of Shengyang, a man was exhausted with a gun to stop the thieves from charging into the battle. When he died, he was still hit by fourteen arrows. He stood on the ground with a gun in one hand and a severed gun tied behind his back. Finally, he was beheaded. .
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After the chaos in the wine shop came to a rest, the guests and waiters came back one after another to sit down and watch tea. Lin Manliu and Ye Dangting found a place to sit down and rest, and then heard the people next to them starting to whisper about what happened just now, and suddenly mentioned The matter of annihilation.
After listening to a while of discussion, the two of them learned the whole story. While they were on their way, a new organization appeared in the Lingnan area with the banner of "We will punish evil and bring peace to the prosperous world." It was called the Evil Slaughter Sect.
Including Yunlai Guan, he has acted three times, all of which are from some Jianghu sects, and all the sects have been wiped out. Moreover, evidence of the crime will be written on the obvious place of the sect that destroyed the sect to show to everyone.
"This matter is not a trivial matter. It is not practical for us to go back and forth to Hangzhou. We have to take action in southern Xinjiang. It seems that we have to take a detour to check the situation." Ye Dang said in a deep voice. His eyes were solemn as if he had thought of something bad. matter.
"These people's actions will definitely not stop here. They are all at your disposal," Lin Manliu responded immediately.
"Originally we planned to just go around the border of Yuezhou, but it seems we have to go to Jizhou first and then go to Hengzhou to see if we can find out anything," the old liar said after thinking for a while.
"Is that the village owner's old acquaintance you mentioned before?" the boy in a short shirt asked doubtfully.
Hearing the word "old acquaintance", Ye Dang smiled and nodded in affirmation, and then continued to drink tea.
After resting for a while, the two boys in short shirts continued their journey, albeit in a slightly deviated direction from the original plan, and prepared to take a detour to Jizhou. Compared with before, there were less verbal conversations along the way. The two of them spent more time walking on the road. They only talked when they were feeding the horses by the stream or walking at night.
In the night, two horses galloped all the way under the stars and the moon. They continued to ride horses in the mountains and forests at night. Only Ye Dangting held a torch in his hand to illuminate the way, and Lin Manliu just followed behind him. The young man saw The back view of the royal horse in yellow shirt.
He and Master sometimes have similar ways of speaking and sometimes words. When I think about what he told me these days about how he met Master, I feel that they are completely different. In the story, he always claps his hands and applauds when he is taught. , but what he sees now is the master who seems to have walked out of the mirror.
