Mountains, waves and peaks are layer upon layer.
Yanyun Feifeng Valley is a special existence, and it is not under the jurisdiction of the Shenqianmen and Wanlisha.
But everyone in Yanyun knows one truth. Juechen Town can be attacked and Shenqianmen can be provoked, but people in Feifeng Valley must not touch it.
Although the war in Yanyun continues, Feifenggu has not actually taken action in this war.
The reason is also very simple. Yang Yanyu, the owner of the valley here, has a somewhat weird personality.
Yang Yanyu came from the Yang family in Kyoto. He was originally the military marshal of the dynasty. He was an unparalleled talent in dispatching troops and generals and writing strategies.
But for some unknown reason, Yang Yanyu suddenly resigned one day, left Kyoto, and traveled far away to Yanyun.
However, the golden scale is not a thing in the pond. Yang Yanyu, who took off his official position, single-handedly established Feifeng Valley in Yanyun, a place with stable power.
In the early years, Yang Yanyu had a harmonious relationship with Han Yansheng, but after all, one was a military marshal from Kyoto, and the other was the head of a Jianghu sect. It was inevitable that they would have some opposite suggestions when it came to leading troops.
Later, the two simply stopped interacting with each other.
This time when Yan Yun was injured, Yang Yanyu's Feifeng Valley did not take action. Han Yansheng was also a bit arrogant and did not condescend to invite Yang Yanyu.
However, Li Qingyun kept trying to persuade Yang Yanyu, but Yang Yanyu never let go, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
At most, it was just a matter of waiting and watching to deal with Li Qingyun.
If he could take action so easily, I'm afraid he wouldn't have resigned from the position of Grand Marshal of the Army.
Perhaps because he has looked down on the disputes between the rivers and lakes, Yang Yanyu chose to live a Buddhist life, just guarding his own one acre and four quarters of land.
Moreover, he is not afraid of the fall of Feifeng Valley at all. If the All-Martial Arts Association really dares to attack his Feifeng Valley, they will definitely let them beat the dog with meat buns and never come back.
At noon, Yang Yanyu had just gotten up when his deputy ran in in a panic.
Yang Yanyu washed his face and asked doubtfully: "What's going on, why are you so panicked?"
Deputy Valley Master Li Hongqu saluted and said, "Valley Master, there is someone outside claiming to be from the Gu family who wants to see you."
Yang Yanyu shook his eyebrows, he knew about Gu Xiaotian's visit to Yanyun.
In terms of seniority, this is his nephew.
Yang Yanyu shook his head helplessly. He had already guessed Gu Xiaotian's intention of coming here, and waved his hand: "Bring him here."
When Gu Xiaotian entered the hall, Yang Yanyu stepped forward and looked at his nephew, then patted his nephew on the shoulder and said with a smile: "The physique is good. My nephew came to me this time to ask me to take action, right? "
Gu Xiaotian, who knew that he had been seen through, did not hide it anymore and said with a smile: "It is true that nothing can escape my uncle's eyes, that's what I mean."
Yang Yanyu sat on his seat, shook his head and said, "That is Yan Yun's matter and has nothing to do with me, Feifeng Valley."
Gu Xiaotian said in confusion: "But uncle, Feifeng Valley also belongs to Yanyun..."
Yang Yanyu reached out and interrupted: "If Yan Yun is really gone, I can take them to another place, still Feifeng Valley."
Gu Xiaotian pursed his lips and said, "Uncle, we are facing a formidable enemy. No matter how dissatisfied you are with Head Han, we are still one family no matter what."
Yang Yanyu said dissatisfiedly: "I am not from the same family as that surnamed Han. That old guy has too much of a gangster spirit and always wants to join the military. Instead, we are completely different from each other."
Knowing that Uncle Yang's temper was difficult to persuade, Gu Xiaotian was mentally prepared, but now it was the time to hire people. If Yang Yanyu Feifenggu could help, it would be even more powerful.
Inviting Yang Yanyu can only succeed, not fail.
Gu Xiaotian advised: "Uncle, just treat it like a good nephew personally begging you to take action. When the matter is over, I will definitely seek justice for you!"
Yang Yanyu smiled and stared at the nephew in front of him. In his impression, his nephew was just a romantic playboy. Unknowingly, he had changed so much.
However, Yang Yanyu will not agree just because of this.
Come down, get up and take Gu Xiaotian out of the door.
After reaching the highest point of Feifeng Valley, Yang Yanyu pointed to the rows of houses below and said, "Did you see it? These brothers followed me step by step to where I am today, just to have such a small world where they can live and work in peace and contentment. Do you want to Let them risk their lives to help you?"
Gu Xiaotian looked at the scenery below. Under Yang Yanyu's management, Feifeng Valley really had a small town feel.
But this will not shake Gu Xiaotian's determination. Gu Xiaotian can only continue to persuade: "Uncle, if this is the case, I have to ask you to take action."
Yang Yanyu became interested and asked, "Why do I have to take action?"
Gu Xiaotian thought for a while and replied firmly: "If the All-Martial Arts Association really touches your twisted mind, Feifenggu, there will definitely be more casualties by then. You can take them away, but if this continues, What about life?"
Gu Xiaotian stared at Yang Yanyu with firm eyes.
The East Vietnam War taught him that when a person gets used to a place, it is really difficult to let go of his emotions for this land.
Yang Yanyu didn't think about this issue carefully. After all, he was in Kyoto before and then came to Yanyun and established Feifeng Valley. For Yang Yanyu, he didn't care about migration.
Even if one day he has nothing, he still has the courage to start over.
But it seems that he really hasn't thought about these brothers.
Yang Yanyu stared at the scenery below and just replied lightly, "It's dinner time. If my nephew doesn't mind, he can also try the specialties of Feifeng Valley. For the sake of the friendship between the Yang family and the Gu family, I will consider it." "
After lunch, Gu Xiaotian said goodbye and left Feifeng Valley.
...
In the main hall of Feifeng Valley, Yang Yanyu called all the management people over and asked, "You should all know the matter. Why don't you tell me your opinions?"
Several management members were a little coy, and they naturally admired Yang Yanyu.
The more I admire you, the less you dare to say certain things.
Yang Yanyu looked at the faces of several people and remembered the days when he was an official in the imperial court. It was partly because of this that his subordinates admired him but did not dare to raise any opinions, so he resigned.
Yang Yanyu took out a jar of good wine, poured a bowl for everyone personally, drank it all in one gulp and said, "This is not the imperial court, and I am not a military marshal. If you really have different ideas, just say so." "
Several managers all looked at Li Hongqu, the deputy valley owner.
Li Hongqu swallowed his saliva, mustered up his courage, drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and then said: "Master of the Valley, we are all Yanyun people. If Yanyun really can't stand it any longer, there will be no regrets in migrating." ,only……"
Speaking of this, Li Hongqu paused, quickly lowered his head, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Yang Yanyu's expression with his peripheral vision.
Yang Yanyu waved her hand and said, "Go on."
"It's just... brothers have been in Yanyun for a long time, and they have some feelings for each other. Now that I see my fellow villagers being tortured, I feel really sad."
After hearing this, Yang Yanyu remained silent and waved his hand for several people to leave.
Finally, he stood up and walked to the highest point of Feifeng Valley alone. He stared at the scenery in front of him without saying a word. The belief that was originally tight in his heart slowly loosened.
...
In the middle of Juechen Town.
Gu Xiaotian had just returned from the front leg, and before he had much rest, Liu Sixing from the back leg Jingyi Sect found him immediately.
Liu Sixing was in a panic, and his expression was very solemn. Looking at his expression, Gu Xiaotian could probably guess what happened. In short, it must not be good news.
But at this juncture, Gu Xiaotian knew that he had to show calmness. If even he panicked, then this battle would not be fought.
Gu Xiaotian asked: "Elder Liu, what happened, are you so panicked?"
Liu Sixing submitted a letter and said: "The people of the dirty clothes sect who are still lurking have been discovered, and many brothers have died."
The letter in Liu Sixing's hand is from the dirty clothes sect.
It was spread by people desperately trying to die.
Gu Xiaotian asked: "Is there any other news from Wu Sangui?"
Liu Sixing shook his head, "There is no news from the gang leader yet. The people he led are the deepest. I'm afraid they have been exposed."
Gu Xiaotian put down the letter and started thinking.
In fact, there is enough information to find out, but people will inevitably be greedy and want to know more.
When Wu Sangui initially sent word back that he wanted to continue in-depth investigation, Gu Xiaotian didn't stop him. After all, the enemy was currently facing a formidable enemy. The more information he had, the better his chances of winning.
This made Gu Xiaotian regret his original decision. No matter what, paper cannot cover the fire. Even if it is hidden deep, it will be exposed sooner or later.
Gu Xiaotian immediately made a decision: "Can I contact Wu Sangui?"
Liu Sixing nodded and said, "You can try it."
Liu Sixing has been responsible for contacting Wu Sangui. The two have their own unique method of contacting each other. Although there is no news from Wu Sangui at the moment, Liu Sixing always feels that his gang leader will not be caught so easily.
Gu Xiaotian hummed and asked Liu Sixing to get started quickly. Wu Sangui must be allowed to take the rest of the people back.
Something is wrong now, and every person lost is a loss of combat power.
Liu Sixing immediately took the order to do it, and at the same time summoned all the disciples of the Jingyi Sect to stand ready in front of the entrance of Juechen Town.
If Wu Sangui has not replied after one day, the disciples of the Jingyi Sect will go out to find Wu Sangui.
Fortunately, the situation was not very bad. Wu Sangui responded to the letter half a day later, and the disciples of the Dirty Clothes Sect who were still safe were gradually withdrawn.
When Wu Sangui returned to Juechen Town, he was seriously injured, and the losses of the dirty clothes sect were also serious. Many disciples of the dirty clothes sect lost their lives. The disciples who can come back now are considered to be lucky. .
According to the disciples of the Dirty Clothes Sect, they originally lurked in an extremely concealed manner and thought that it would be impossible for them to be discovered, but this is where the change occurred.
For some reason, they only felt an extremely strong pressure forming around them, and then they saw a person walking towards them leisurely. Before they could see the person's face clearly, the person at the front suddenly It instantly turned into a pool of blood.
That man was like a devil from hell, without any chance to resist.
Wu Sangui sat on the steps, rubbed his injured right arm, frowned and said, "I have been fighting an eagle all my life, but I didn't expect that the eagle pecked my eye."
Gu Xiaotian patted Wu Sangui on the shoulder and didn't say anything more. He just asked him to recover from his injuries. The information he got this time was enough.
Wu Sangui sighed, feeling a little regretful. Before being taken away for treatment, he reminded: "There is another person on the other side who looks a bit familiar, and his puppetry skills are absolutely unmatched among the eight wastelands. He must be Be careful."
Gu Xiaotian nodded, knowing who the person Wu Sangui was talking about was, he had seen him not long ago.
It was none other than the owner of the Bloody Clothes Building, Peacock.
After arranging the accommodation for Wu Sangui and other dirty clothes disciples, Gu Xiaotian came to the conference courtyard alone.
In the courtyard, Qu Xiaohan and Han Yansheng were doing sand table deductions and arranged the routes of all forces.
But both of them looked a bit sad. There were only so many cards in their hands, and it was not easy to distribute these cards to various routes.
Qu Xiaohan pointed to the sand table and said: "There are still too few people on this route, why don't we give up?"
Han Yansheng shook his head and said: "Manpower must be arranged for this route. If we don't arrange manpower, we may be attacked by the other party. By then, the people on the front route will be sacked."
Qu Xiaohan lamented, sand table deductions and leading troops into battles were not things she was good at, but now she had to force herself to do it, and she really couldn't think of any good way.
Gu Xiaotian walked into the courtyard, saluted the chief inspector, and told him about the return of Wu Sangui and his party.
Han Yansheng nodded to make it clear, but what followed was that the original path of the dirty clothes sect was changed.
Overturning all the lines, he shook his head and said, "Then this route will have to be rearranged again."
At first, Han Yansheng arranged this route for the disciples of the dirty clothes sect, but now that he knows that the dirty clothes sect has been damaged, this route will not work. After all, there are not enough people, and going there is tantamount to death.
Afterwards, Han Yansheng simply overturned the entire sand table, smiled bitterly at Qu Xiaohan and Gu Xiaotian and said, "You two will re-deduce it with me."
