After entering the villa, under Mo Wuyan's arrangement, Lin Manliu followed Chong Ying to find a yard where Lin's father and Lin's mother could rest.
Ye Dangting and Shiyi were called into the main hall to discuss matters. Perhaps because of the long journey, there were only three of them in the main hall at this time, and no one else attended the meeting.
Seeing the arrangement in front of him, the figure in yellow shirt found his seat and sat down, looking at Mo Wuyan upright.
"Now after returning to Hangzhou, Mr. Mo will leave for the north..." Ye Dang said.
"Well... When we return to Hangzhou, it will be the deadline for my disciple..." Mo Wuyan raised his sleeves with his hands, lowered his eyes, and silently looked at the table in front of him.
"If he doesn't leave, he may force the start..." The scene of the snipe and the clam fighting is what the fisherman is most happy to see before he takes action.
However, if the snipe and the clam do not start fighting for a long time, or there are foreign objects blocking it, the snipe cannot peck the clam, which will make the fisherman unhappy.
. . Then this fisherman will probably pick up his knife and forcefully open the clams! How should the clam save itself when it finds itself in such a situation?
When a snipe and a clam compete, the clam still has a chance of winning. But when it competes with a fisherman, what chance does the clam have of winning? Mo Wuyan's existence, to this fisherman who has not yet taken action, is the foreign object that blocks the fight.
"Mr. Mo, don't worry about traveling north. I have a plan for what to do in the villa later!" Ye Dangting raised his hands and bowed to Mo Wuyan.
"Well... these rumors and rumors now are just the first step. After I leave, you still need to be careful!" Mo Wuyan reached out with his right hand from his sleeve, twisted out two chess pieces, one black and one white, and placed them on the table. After getting up, he looked at the two people in front of him.
Shiyi and Ye Dang listened to the two of them and immediately looked at the chess pieces on the table, waiting for Mr. Mo to arrange matters.
"What day is it today?"
"Mr. Mo, it's September 17th..." Ye Dangting sounded confused.
"September seventeenth... September seventeenth... Let me take a look at what's written on the almanac..." With a wave of his purple robe's sleeves, there was another roll of paper on the table.
But there was nothing on the scroll. Just when Shi Yi and Ye Dang were wondering, they saw Mo Wuyan's fingers smearing a few strokes on the paper roll.
Before the two of them could see clearly what the handwriting was, they heard Mo Wuyan say: "Today...is a good time to get married...".
The two people who heard this looked embarrassed. Mr. Mo learned this from Chong Ying?
"Mr. Mo has become a lot more interesting these days..." Ye Dangting could only say in embarrassment.
"Is what I said true?" Mo Wuyan stood up and looked at the two people in front of him with a surprised look.
Ye Dangting hurriedly stretched out his hand to scratch his head and said hesitantly: "There is still a crisis in the village now, and Feng Bai and Tang Di are still traveling far away... There is something more to what Mr. Xi said..." Eleven could hear next to him. This sloppy man actually said such words. He immediately put his hand on his lower back and twisted it hard.
When Ye Dang heard the words, he groaned in pain and stopped talking.
"Oh... I'm not talking about you..." Mo Wuyan rolled his eyes. oh. . . The two of them responded in perfect agreement.
Then Mo Wuyan began to explain the business. . .
"About the sword appreciation, there will be news sent to the villa in a secret message later. The valley where the sword was buried in Manliu was mentioned earlier. If everything goes away, you can go and check it out..." This sentence is Said to Eleven.
The woman in black nodded, indicating that she understood.
"I know you have some skills... But in the future, unless there is no other way, you can't negotiate with me easily. Do you understand?" Ye Dangting was reminded again.
"Listen clearly..." the figure in yellow shirt responded. However, Mo Wuyan looked at the sloppy man in front of him and finally sighed helplessly.
"Let's make some preparations later. After you leave, I will also release the whereabouts of the north..." After Mo Wuyan finished speaking, he walked out the door.
After the purple-robed and long-sleeved figure disappeared from the main hall, only Ye Dangting and Shiyi were left in the room.
"Can you tell me clearly, what is the connection Mr. Mo refers to?" the woman in black asked immediately. Ye Dang heard a smile and called out two words
"Chengzhu".
"Shall I go with you?" Eleven asked tentatively.
"You are sitting in the village. Now the eldest brother and the third brother are outside. Mr. Mo will also go north soon. Before I return with the solution I am looking for, someone still needs to deal with these rumors in the city..."
"But you know very well that if you go to Chengzhu at this time, what will he think? Help you or... forget it, besides, your injury is not fully healed yet. What if you are attacked on the road?"
"It doesn't matter, I will take Manliu with me, so that I can take care of you, okay?"
"Forget it, whatever you want is up to you. I'm going to see how Aunt Lin and the others are doing!" After Eleven finished speaking, he walked out of the main hall, never looking at the yellow shirt behind him.
In the end, only Ye Dang was left listening in the main hall of Yijian Villa. . . The sloppy man stretched out his hand to scratch the stubble on his face, looked at the empty main hall, and laughed to himself.
On weekdays, it was Feng Bai and Mr. Mo who took care of everything in the village, while I was like a normal person, wandering here today and going to the lake tomorrow.
The back and forth trip from southern Xinjiang to Hangzhou was a way of recovering from the idleness disease in myself. .
. Still have to find something to do. . . . . . . On September 20th, in the early morning, the boy in a short shirt walked out of the courtyard, slightly sleepy and still rubbing his cheeks.
The old liar in yellow shirt came to him last night and said he was leaving today. The two of them rushed to Yangzhou together to find a person.
At that time, Lin Manliu found his parents and explained his subsequent actions. In the eyes of Father Lin and Mother Lin, this child was used to walking around in recent times. They could not persuade him any more, so they could only let the boy go.
Lin Manliu followed the old liar who had been waiting outside the courtyard and headed to the stables. Xiao Huang, who was previously a young man in a short shirt, was on the way back because Lin Manliu had left supplies to be shipped to Yi Jian Villa. Lin Manliu had not been close to this little yellow horse that looked a little thin for some time.
Seeing Xiao Huang eating grass in the stable, the young man called out. Xiao Huang heard the noise, shook his head and turned to the direction of Lin Manliu, followed by a neighing sound, as if in response to Lin Manliu.
"Look! Look! Old liar, my little Huang is so awesome!" The boy in a short shirt immediately showed off to Ye Dangting beside him.
"How do I remember that this little yellow pony is not yours?" Huang Shan joked.
"Miss Yue gave it to me! Then...it's mine!" Lin Manliu responded with a somewhat guilty voice.
"When we come back from Yangzhou this time, we will take a detour to Jiangning. Let's also see if your Miss Yue will admit it?" Ye Dang laughed playfully.
After hearing the old liar's itinerary plan, Lin Manliu was a little confused and shocked. . . Happy again. .
. On the way back, if you really meet Miss Yue, what should you say? Although the current self is a bit more powerful than before, it is just that.
. . A little bit more awesome.
"Hey... we haven't gone yet, why are we so confused and leading the horse! Let's go!" Ye Dangting looked at the appearance of the young man in front of him and immediately woke him up.
oh. . . Lin Manliu responded, walked into the stable, and took out Xiao Huang and Ye Dangting's horses.
Then the old liar in yellow shirt and the boy in short shirt set out from the side entrance of Yijian Villa instead of the main entrance because they were afraid of being seen by those interested people in Hangzhou today.
It is inevitable that he would not add any extra detail to the whereabouts of the two of them, and then publicize it in restaurants and teahouses to gain popularity and money.
The two of them walked through the streets and alleys, choosing as many sparsely populated alleys as possible in Hangzhou. However, the city in this Jiangnan water town is full of streets and alleys, and corridors are still needed to cross bridges.
As the two of them led their horses, they would definitely attract the attention of some pedestrians when they passed some river embankments or crossed river stone bridges.
Whether it is the appearance of the two people or the movement of leading the horse, they are still somewhat different from the common people in the streets.
Although he had changed out of the dirty clothes, Ye Dangting's thick beard that did not suit his age could be seen floating casually between the collar of his clothes as he walked among the crowd.
The boy in a short shirt beside him must be an ordinary country boy if you just look at his short shirt.
But in this outfit, with two daggers tied around his waist and back, he looked a little inaccessible.
The two people who looked like this used to go unnoticed by others. . .
"These two people are so strange. Could they be those heroes who have lived in the mountains for a long time?"
"It's hard to say, the world is in such chaos now. Didn't you hear that yesterday, those storytellers praised our villa to the heavens!"
"Yijian Villa! I originally thought it was the master of the Lu family who got kicked in the head by a donkey. He turned his home into a villa and raised a group of idlers to play around with. But now that I see him...after all, it is these rich masters who know how to live their lives! "
"Keep your voice down, don't let the servants of the Lu family listen to it, otherwise these quack heroes will knock your house down at night!" Ye Dang listened to these gossips about Yijian Villa on the side of the street. Neither Lin Manliu nor Lin Manliu paid attention, they just led their horses and continued heading north.
To the north of Hangzhou City, there is an extremely vast bamboo forest, and the boy in a short shirt has also been there before. That day, thinking that Yue Hanzhi was heading north, he hurried out of the city and met Jiang Yanlin and the mysterious umbrella holder here.
According to what Ye Dang heard later, that person was not a bad person? Thinking of this, Lin Manliu said to the old liar next to him: "Old liar! Do you still remember the umbrella holder you talked about on the way back to Southern Xinjiang?" But then Ye Dang's answer stunned the young man. Live on the spot.
"What a coincidence... our trip to Yangzhou is to look for him! What's wrong?"
"What kind of person is he? And why do we need to find this umbrella bearer to resolve the crisis in the villa this time..." Lin Manliu was a little confused.
"I met Chengzhu in the early years in Yangzhou. What kind of person he is... you can understand what the Tue Evil Sect did as what he would do..." While speaking, Ye Dang He seemed to think of something and mentioned Ye Chengzhu in his eyes.
If we talk about the Slaughter Evil Sect that has only appeared in the Southland in the past six months, then in the Northland it was earlier, and there was Quexie in the Eastern Capital.
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