On the fourth day, the two of them arrived at Shimen Pass, the choke point of Huzhou.
Because the Lianzhuang War was interrupted, the owner of Shimen Pass was still Lin Lufeng, the previous owner. From a distance, it was a fortress composed of four majestic peaks, each extending out to form a mountain range, with a long river connected to one point.
Muziyun and Huzi came from the south. To the west of Shimenguan is the Chashan Tianhemen area, to the north are Linlu Peak, Chenmen and Bupumen. To the east is a thorny land, and only a few people go there. You can't even see a tree after walking for several days, and further east you will reach several mines, where there is no grass growing. Only the Bailian Weapon Path can survive in such an environment.
"Are you sure you want to pass?" Huzi was a little worried, "There's no way around it?"
"Going from the west, the mountain is too high to climb. To go around it, you need to walk to the end of the mountain range. You can also pass it from Chashan Mountain and Tianhe Gate Area. You can't finish it in a few months. From the east side Let’s go, there aren’t many mountains and we can walk through it, but there are no houses there, it’s all thorns and there are no wild animals, and we don’t have enough dry food to survive for a few days.”
"Oh, but I'm afraid that the venerable Lin Lufeng has prepared a cage for us both in the pass. Do you think he could not have foreseen it?"
"There is no way to predict it. You and I have successfully transformed. Unless someone at the head level comes, who can keep us? The worst is to kill him and then retreat."
"Isn't this causing trouble for the sect?"
"If he really expected us to come, how could we have escaped? Let's go." Mu Ziyun took the lead and walked into the pass.
The stone gate is as high as a four-story tower. There are several patrolling gatekeepers standing on it. They are wearing Lin Lufeng's black shirts, each holding a weapon. Most of them are chatting, and a few are still staring at the people passing under the stone gate. "Walking" people.
They were used to being idle on weekdays, and within a month at most, the sect would list things they should pay attention to, including whether there was any trouble or anyone who should be arrested. It is really convenient to have an honorable person who can predict things like a god. However, there are no major events recorded in this month's letters, not even a few minor figures. As for Mu Ziyun's name, of course there is no such thing, because Sun Qi Almost impossible to predict.
So Mu Ziyun and Hu Zi passed Shimen Pass unimpededly but unimpeded. When they first came out, Hu Zi let out the breath he was holding and said excitedly: "I have to go back and talk to the boss. Lin Lufeng said We really don’t have any ill intentions, and no one even asked us, so we were obviously spared.”
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe Mr. Lin Lufeng knew that he couldn't keep us, so he just gave us a favor. Let's go. It might be difficult to leave later."
After another two days, we finally arrived at the area of Grain Dragon Valley.
"Wait a minute, I'll go and relieve myself." Huzi unbuttoned his pants and ran to the side of the forest. Muziyun was wandering around in boredom. Suddenly he heard some noise on the hillside in front, so he quietly walked over there. .
There is a piece of grassland on the hillside, with a few "smooth" stones scattered here and there. Sitting on the stone is a woman in tight clothes. She is eighteen or nineteen years old. She puts her head on her shoulders and plays with her hair with both hands. Wearing a red tulle, Mu Ziyun happened to recognize this person as the little matchmaker from Chashan.
The two people's eyes met, and Mu Ziyun let out a breath, smiled gently, and said in a warm voice: "It's such a coincidence, why are you here."
Before he could close his grinning mouth, Mu Ziyun suddenly realized that he had an expression. He was no longer cold and dull, but smiled. This time, Mu Ziyun felt as if a thousand pounds of shackles had been lifted from his heart. Under the surprise of the little matchmaker, In the middle, I burst out laughing, laughing until tears flowed out, but I still couldn't stop.
The little matchmaker only thought that this man was sick, and looked down carefully to see if there was anything wrong with her body. Then she stood up and looked around her, but she didn't understand what this man was laughing at.
The little matchmaker puffed out her cheeks, frowned in embarrassment, and took out a flying knife. The knife had a three-curved handle and two curved sides. The body was decorated with colorful glass, and the handle was tied with a short red tassel.
Mu Ziyun smiled and turned into a fierce wind and fire in an instant. He raised his burning hand and the places where the flying knife touched his fingers were melted into pulp by the fire.
The laughter stopped, and the broken knife in Mu Ziyun's hand fell into the lava formed under his feet. "I will pay you any amount."
The little matchmaker, who was about to rush over for a duel, hesitated when she saw the fierce fire on Mu Ziyun's body.
"You" asked the little matchmaker, slightly staggering back and forth.
Mu Ziyun kept flicking the fire beads with his thumb, and laughed and said: "I have completely transformed, and there is Yan Xiu Mahayana. You see, even the natural physique is like this. Let's not fight. You can't beat me." of."
Hee Little Matchmaker suddenly put on a charming look, and Jiao Didi said: "Who said I wanted to fight you? You were the one who laughed at me first, huh" and came to Mu Ziyun again, "Why did Junior Brother Mu come here? This It’s quite far away from Qingshan Mountain.”
Mu Ziyun said oh, put his hand into his arms, and soon took out a piece of white cloth embroidered with patterns, "Nuo, come and give this back to you!" "Well, what?" The little matchmaker held the cloth and held it in front of her eyes. Looking around, he froze and suddenly opened his teeth and claws. He took out a short knife from nowhere and slashed it at the top of Mu Ziyun's head.
"You thief, how dare you humiliate me!" Isn't that white cloth the obscene garment that Mu Ziyun took away in the bamboo forest?
"Don't mention it, don't mention it." Mu Ziyun smiled happily and easily dodged the little matchmaker's blade, "Just give it back to you. I have been keeping it. I didn't give it to you at the cemetery last time because I was afraid that you would be shy."
At the mention of the cemetery, Mu Ziyun's heat subsided a lot, and he smiled calmly and calmly on his face, saying: "Stop making trouble, I'll apologize to you, let's end it here."
Before the little matchmaker could stop, she had become serious. Mu Ziyun's left hand faded away from the flames, grabbed the little matchmaker's wrist, and lifted it up. The little matchmaker suddenly lifted her feet a few inches off the ground.
"Let go!" "Then let's stop fighting." "Let go first!"
Mu Ziyun let go, and the little matchmaker threw the dirty clothes into the sky in front of Mu Ziyun and cut them into pieces with a short knife.
Looking back, even his ruthless look was endearing, "Huh! Just wait, you will suffer when you do." "Hey" Mu Ziyun lost all the fire in his body, "As long as you don't kill me, you can get through it no matter how hard it is. "
"Chashan!" Huzi's voice came from behind. At the moment when the voice sounded, the little matchmaker knelt on the ground with a thud. No, it should be said that she lay on the ground, her limbs were sunk into the soil, and her joints were red. The little matchmaker bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly, and her body was shaking, looking very pitiful.
"Hey! Stop it, tiger!"
"Why? He's from Chashan." "I know she's not. Stop first. Hurry up before she can run away."
Hu Zi stopped his martial arts in dissatisfaction. The little matchmaker hesitated and lay down. Not only her elbow was dislocated, but her waist seemed to be broken. Mu Ziyun carefully connected her joints, and then tapped a few of her acupuncture points. Although there was some numbness, he slowly adjusted the little matchmaker's body.
Not long after, the little matchmaker stood up covering her arms, with some fear in her eyes, staring at Huzi warily and taking three or four steps back.
"Don't be afraid." Mu Ziyun was too kind to this Chashan disciple and said comfortingly: "He won't take action again. Don't worry, we don't have any ill intentions."
The little matchmaker moved her mouth, turned around and walked for more than ten steps. Mu Ziyun thought she was going to leave, but felt disappointed when he saw her stop again.
The little matchmaker rubbed her arms and gestured secretly while looking at nature. The red-branded disciples from Chashan Neijie who were hiding dozens of feet away fled away in all directions. The little matchmaker accidentally discovered Mu Ziyun at Shimen Pass. She immediately mobilized the strongest inner street disciples around her and planned to surround and kill him. However, she did not expect that not only Mu Ziyun exceeded her expectations, but also an inconspicuous man next to her. They all have such great strength. If you want to kill them, you can't do it without letting the leader come.
He had no choice but to make gestures to ask the disciples to retreat while he thought of other solutions.
Mu Ziyun walked to the little matchmaker and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, I will compensate you, and I will also compensate you for the knife. If you have any requests, just ask."
Huzi was startled at first, wondering if this guy was controlled by an illusion, but he actually laughed! He coughed heavily, attracting Mu Ziyun's attention, and then said suspiciously: "Who am I saying you are? Are you still normal?"
"Get lost!" Mu Ziyun spat out the word, then turned his head with a smile, waiting for the little matchmaker's reply.
The little matchmaker laughed playfully, her eyes seducing people, "Any request is acceptable?"
Mu Ziyun nodded and said, "That's fine. I have time anyway, but don't play tricks." Mu Ziyun shook his finger, "If you play tricks, I might kill you."
