Cai Mansion.
After Ning Fan returned, it was getting late. Cai Yan was playing the piano in the pavilion, while Eleven and Twelve sat down in the courtyard with the girl.
"The master is back."
When Eleven saw Ning Fan, he stood up quickly, and Twelve also came up to greet him.
"Mr.. Gongzi."
The girl put on a new set of clean clothes and feasted on Cai's house again. She couldn't help but make people's eyes light up. Her light yellow floral skirt and big crystal eyes, with a bit of timidity, made people unable to help but Compassion arises.
"Girl, what's your name?"
"Huang Waner."
"Wan'er!"
Ning Fan smiled and looked at Eleven beside him: "Let her follow you from now on. Teach her what she needs to teach and learn what she needs to learn."
"yes!"
Ning Fan walked towards the pavilion. Cai Yan seemed to be completely immersed in the music, and she didn't even feel Ning Fan walking behind her.
"Sounds good."
Ning Fan stepped forward and gently hugged Cai Yan's waist from behind. The latter shuddered and turned back suddenly.
"You're back."
"Um!"
"Come and tell you, I'm going to be out for a while."
"Where to go?"
"Wumei Mountain."
Ning Fan took the opportunity to sit down next to her, grabbed her jade hand, and said softly: "I have almost made arrangements for the fine salt. Someone will contact you tomorrow."
"Um!"
"Why are you going to Wumei Mountain?"
"Join in the fun."
When Cai Yan heard this, he took a deep look at Ning Fan. He seemed to be hesitant to speak. When the words came to his mouth, he seemed to change his words: "Pay attention to safety."
"good!"
Cai Yan ordered someone to get some banknotes, and Ning Fan rode the Purple Lightning Flying Dragon all the way out of the city. As Cai's uncle, the guard was naturally willing to make it convenient.
After all, the Cai family is a prestigious family in the entire Huainan.
"Hui'er!"
A horse neighed, and two people were seen galloping on the ancient road. Ning Fan looked at the two rough figures and laughed: "Come on, Zhong Kang, long time no see!"
"Lord!"
The two of them got off their horses almost at the same time, and were very excited to see Ning Fan.
"After we received the urgent and secret message from Jin Yiwei, we worked hard all the way."
"Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late."
"Haha, it's not too late."
As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, he saw a figure walking out of the surrounding jungle, slightly cupping his hands: "Your Highness."
"Um!"
Li Luo also changed into casual clothes. When he saw the figures of Dian Wei and Xu Chu, his pupils could not help but shrink: "I have seen General Dian and General Xu!"
"No need to be polite!"
After some pleasantries, Ning Fan looked at Li Luo and said, "Are you ready for what I want?"
"Ready."
Li Luo handed over a big bag, and Dian Wei caught it and looked at Ning Fan with some confusion: "Lord, what are we doing?"
"Go to Wumei Mountain."
"Wumeishan?"
"The fallen grass is a bandit!"
As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, Dian Wei and Xu Chu looked at each other, both showing deep shock.
"Shall we become bandits?"
"right!"
After Dian Wei was silent for a long time, he held back a few words: "It's so damn exciting."
"Walk!"
The three of them immediately turned over and dismounted. Ning Fan looked at Li Luo and said, "Tell Guo Jia to come to Lingzhou as soon as possible."
After saying that, they rode away together.
…
Wumei Mountain.
It was only a day and a half away from Lingzhou, and the three of them were hurrying up. Ning Fan's brocade robes were also changed into luggage, and he had the temperament of a knight in the world.
"Lord, are we going up like this?"
"Um!"
Ning Fan looked at the long mountain road in front of him, with crowds of people going up the mountain in twos and threes, and couldn't help but sigh to himself.
Even the refugees were forced to go up the mountains to weed the grass, which can be seen in the official governance in Huainan.
"Did you hear that?"
"Today, Jin Qiang Kuang also went to the mountains and fell into the grass, and he even achieved a top spot."
"Is it the one from the Jiangnan Lin family?"
"Exactly!"
"Hiss, this is a well-known gun maniac in the world!"
"It's really lively now. I didn't expect that even people from Jiangnan wouldn't want to come all the way here."
Pedestrians on the road were talking and struggling to climb up. They met several figures from time to time on the winding mountain road. After walking for more than half an hour, they saw a gate village standing in front of them.
"Come on, come here first to register."
"Let's go!"
Ning Fan winked at Dian Wei and Xu Chu, with a bit of astonishment in his expression. Are all bandits so educated nowadays?
He even knows how to become famous.
"Name?"
"Zhao Zilong!"
"Where did it come from?"
"Jiangbei."
"Are you good at martial arts?"
"Won't!"
"Have you read the book?"
"Read it."
"Bring it over."
After registering, two burly men led Ning Fan and Dian Wei towards a nearby martial arts training ground.
"You have read the book. The leader will meet you in person later, you two."
"How much arm strength?"
"Hmm...it probably weighs a few thousand pounds, right?"
"How many?"
"Two or three thousand?"
"Um!"
Dian Wei scratched his head uncertainly, with an honest look on his face.
"Stop bragging, Nuo, this heaviest stone pier weighs five hundred kilograms."
"If you can pick it up, you can at least become the leader!"
"Yeah?"
Dian Wei grinned, stepped forward, picked up the five hundred kilogram stone pier with both hands, raised it above his head, and threw it with all his strength. There was a roar, and everyone around him was stunned.
"hiss!"
"Pinch me quickly, are you dreaming?"
"A strong man is truly a man of gods."
The bandits around looked at Dian Wei in awe, then looked at Xu Chu, and their tone was much more polite: "Brother, how strong is your arm?"
"Almost the same as him!"
"Try?"
"good!"
Xu Chu grinned, stepped forward, picked up the stone pier that Dian Wei had thrown out, and threw it in another direction...
"Come on, you two, I'll take you to see the leader!"
"No!"
As soon as the little guy finished speaking, he saw a slender man coming out. From a distance, he clasped his fists and said, "I have seen three heroes. I, Yang Che, now sit on the seventeenth top spot in Wumei Mountain. He is also the owner of Feiyan Village."
"Um!"
Ning Fan and the other two people also clasped their fists and returned the salute. Yang Che's eyes couldn't help but fall on Ning Fan: "Who is this?"
"This is our young master Zhao Zilong. He comes from a noble family in Jiangbei. Hearing that Huo Lingtong sincerely invites heroes from all over the world to come here to work together on great things, he came here because of his fame!"
"I see!"
"Mr. Zhao, this is not the place to talk. Let's go inside."
"Um!"
Ning Fan took a look and saw that there were dozens of villages of various sizes located in the canyon, and at the top there was a palace-like attic.
"What a big hand comparison!"
"Are even mountain bandits so arrogant these days?"
“It’s unreasonable!”
Ning Fan sighed secretly, raised his feet and followed Yang Che into the hall of Feiyan Village.
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