When Gongsun He was hospitalized, there was a commotion, and a black shadow left from the darkness on the other side. Just when Wen Jirou was a little worried, another man in black appeared from the roof to his right.
Nan Liyu tapped the ground with her toes, easily skipping over the bricks and tiles, came to Wen Jirou's side, and leaned down on the roof.
"Did you get the stuff?"
Nan Liyu nodded and patted his back lightly with his hand.
The fire in front of Gongsun He's door not far away began to gradually dissipate. After about a cup of tea, a man walked out of the house quickly. After he closed the door behind him again, he headed towards the stable.
"I didn't expect that when Gongsun He got older, he would start cherishing his life."
Thinking of his panicked look just now, Wen Jirou couldn't help but snorted, "They have already set off, let's go back."
Nan Liyu nodded.
In the night, a fast horse left Yunzhong City and galloped towards the imperial city.
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On the way back to the Huangshan wooden house, you will pass by an official road on the west side. Originally, there were many business travelers here, so it was an easy place to reveal your identity. However, Wen Jirou believed that the more dangerous the place, the safer it would be, not to mention that it was already the time. Late at night, with only the occasional traveler passing by on the night road, the two of them would not arouse any suspicion.
At this time, Wen Jirou had taken off the turban on her head, put on a bamboo hat, and walked quickly on the official road with Nan Liyu.
The woods on both sides of the official road are dense and lush.
It was late at night and it would be dawn in a few hours. The two decided to hide the secret in the forest and wait until dawn to see if Gongsun He would make any other moves.
Two people dressed as business travelers came from the other side of the official road, each holding a horse. From a distance, they seemed to be walking a little slowly. It seemed that they had traveled a lot and were still on the road late at night.
But Wen Jirou gently touched the arm of the person next to her: "Don't make trouble, be careful."
Nan Liyu nodded, and the two of them pulled the bamboo hats on their heads to the lowest position, lowered their heads, and tried to move away quickly.
At the moment when the four people passed each other for only a few steps, a gust of evening wind blew on the official road. The Jishi knife stuck behind Nan Liyu seemed to shake, and a corner of the white silk wrapped around it fell down. A corner of the blade was exposed.
The originally starless and moonless night did not know when a new moon appeared. The moonlight shone on the Ji Shi Dao behind Nan Li Yu, reflecting a faint blue light.
Although it was only a weak blue light, it hit the two people dressed as business travelers just now. A blue light flashed in the eyes of one of them, then he turned around suddenly and rushed straight towards Nan Liyu.
Feeling a murderous aura coming from behind her, Wen Jirou suddenly felt something bad, grabbed Nan Liyu's arm and dodged aside.
The person behind him clearly missed his knife, and a murderous aura passed through the two of them.
"Why is the Jishidao in your hands?"
The person who came looked like he was just a middle-aged businessman with a beard, but he was ruthless. He looked at them and shouted sharply.
This voice is so familiar.
Nan Liyu immediately stretched out his hand to stop Wen Jirou who was about to step forward. He looked at the person in front of him with some hesitation and said hesitantly: "Is it Uncle Lin?"
Except for those five children, almost no one would call him that. Xian Lin retracted his hand and said in disbelief: "Li Yu?"
"Uncle Lin, it's really you." Nan Liyu lifted the hat off his head, rushed forward with some surprise and gave him a big hug, "Where's Mr. Qiu?"
When they first entered the city, Brother Nan Liyu and the other three followed the other disciples in Yunzhong City and called Qiu Moyuan City Lord, but since he passed the title of City Lord to Ranchen, they were not allowed to call him that way anymore. From then on, Nan Liyu and the others got used to calling him Qiulao together with Xian Lin.
Xian Lin smiled and touched Nan Liyu's head. When he first picked them up, although he was just a half-year-old child next to Qiu Moyuan, as he grew up with them, he unconsciously had some elders. Father's mentality. He turned sideways, revealing the person behind him: "Who do you think that is?"
Wearing a suit of silk and satin, with some gray hair neatly tied on top of his head, and some equally gray beards on his face, anyone could see that he was just a businessman who had been walking around everywhere. At this time, he smiled faintly and stretched out his hand. After wiping it on his face, the face that was slightly unfamiliar now became extremely familiar.
"Old Qiu
Nan Liyu rushed over excitedly. Not knowing what to say, he finally knelt deeply in front of Qiu Moyuan.
Qiu Moyuan hurriedly stepped forward to help Nan Liyu up: "Silly boy, get up quickly."
He patted Nan Liyu's back, helped him up, looked sideways at the Jishi knife attached to Nan Liyu's back, and reached out to take it off.
The Jishi knife with its white silk faded away shone with a faint blue light in Qiu Moyuan's hand.
"Why is the Jishidao here with you? Is Ranchen okay?"
Nan Liyu didn't know how to answer for a moment. It seemed that after returning from southern Yunnan, they had just kept in correspondence with Qiu Moyuan. There were so many things that had happened recently that he might not have had time to know so many details.
"It's not very safe here. Let's get out of here first. We'll talk about it later."
Wen Jirou, who had been silent behind Nan Liyu, suddenly stepped forward and spoke, her eyes looking around with some worry at the same time. At this time, the sky had begun to fade, and it was getting closer and closer to dawn. Those who got up earlier might have to go out after a while. At this time, the four of them seemed too abrupt on the official road.
"Your Excellency?"
Qiu Moyuan looked at him with wrinkled eyes, and there was some suspicion in his tone, but seeing that he and Nan Liyu were together, he must not be a bad person.
Wen Jirou clasped her hands in her fists, bowed slightly and saluted Qiu Moyuan, and at the same time reached out and took off the hat on her head.
Her long silver-white hair was flying in the evening wind, like white snow in summer.
"Master Qiu, it's better to be famous than to meet him. I am gentle and gentle."
"It's you." Qiu Moyuan suddenly felt excited, "The great master who was once famous all over the world is Wen Jirou."
"We will talk about the scene later. I believe Master Qiu will appear here this time, and he must know about the changes that happened in Yunzhong City."
"Forget it, take me to see Ranchen first."
"Yes." Nan Liyu agreed repeatedly, reaching out and making a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Qiu, here, I will take you to see the young master."
The sky started to get brighter.
The figures of the four people disappeared on the official road.
On the other side, Sun Tian rode a famous Dawan horse and galloped on the road to the imperial city at a very fast speed, not daring to stop for a moment.
White smoke began to rise from the chimney.
The gate of Fufeng County was slowly opened.
