Mu Zi traveled north for many days, walking leisurely. She was riding a bay-red horse, with her spear hanging on the victory hook, and she was dressed in bright red clothes, which was extremely eye-catching in the northern autumn.
Mu Zi's rise to fame is different from that of other knight-errants. She neither fights nor grabs. Except for the competition in Yaoxian Valley, all the fights she fought at other times were out of necessity. A few years ago, when both parents were still alive, Mu Zi also had the temper of a young lady. Over the years, without protection, all the energy in his body has been worn away. His whole body is like a piece of warm jade, beautiful but fragile.
After leaving Luoyang and walking for a long time, I felt a little tired. It happened that there was a tea stall on the roadside. She tied up her horse and drank some water before leaving.
The waiter at the tea stall was a very thick man with a rough face. He didn't look like a good person. But his tone of voice was extremely lively. It's broad daylight, and it's next to a pipeline. No illegal store is open in such a place.
"Girl, your tea." The waiter didn't pay attention to the mask on her face, and seemed to be someone with some knowledge.
Mu Zi took a sip of tea and frowned. Why did this tea smell like medicine?
Seeing Mu Zi's frown, the waiter smiled and said, "Girl, what we have here is herbal tea. If you are not used to it, I will change it to water for you. Don't worry, there is no charge for tea or water."
"No money?" Mu Zi was a little confused. Is this tea stall a charity?
The waiter said: "Our gang leader asked me to set up a tea stall here to provide free tea to passers-by without charge."
Mu Zi nodded: "Thank you very much... I can't drink this herbal tea. Please change it to water."
"okay."
The waiter ran to change the tea. At this time, a young fat man wearing a long gown and dressed as a scholar walked into the tea stall.
"Third brother!" The fat man shouted to the waiter, "Are there many people today?"
The waiter put the water on Mu Zi's table and replied to the fat man: "Go back to the second master's house, there is no one here today."
The fat man found a table and sat down, and asked in a low voice: "Our herbal tea...does anyone want to drink it?"
The waiter looked a little ugly and replied in a low voice: "To be honest, no one drinks."
"Why?" The fat man was a little confused. "The prescription I worked so hard to prepare is to strengthen the body. It also contains hawthorn and tangerine peel. It should taste good."
"Isn't it good? This soup tastes worse than medicine. I tell you, don't bother with it."
"I'm just confused. These are Chaolan Valley's prescriptions. Why doesn't anyone like to drink this herbal tea?"
Hearing the words "Chaolan Valley", Mu Zi couldn't help but pricked up his ears.
The waiter waved his hand and said, "The food you eat needs to taste good. Don't mess around with it."
"Hey," the fat man sighed, "Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I'm going back."
The fat man stood up to leave, but Mu Zi turned around and said, "Please stay."
The fat man stopped, looked at the woman in red with a mask covering half of her face, and asked, "What's wrong with this heroine?"
"You...are from Chaolan Valley?"
The fat man was a little alert: "What's wrong?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not looking for trouble, I... have something to do with Changfeng Tower."
The fat man frowned and asked, "Is it related to Changfeng Tower? Who are you, Heroine?"
"My surname is Mu, and my single name is Zi. My grandfather's name is Mu Shangbin."
The fat man shook his head and said impatiently, "I don't know him." He started to leave again.
Mu Zi hurriedly said: "You call him Jiu Ye."
The fat man suddenly stopped. Yes, Master Jiu was indeed named Mu. He has been calling Master Jiu, "Master Jiu" since he was a child, and no one else in the valley dared to call Master Jiu by his name, so he really didn't know what Master Jiu's name was.
But the fat man still kept it in mind and sneered: "We in Changfeng Tower have a lot of enemies, do you think so?"
Mu Zi reached into his arms, took out something, and said: "A few days ago in Yaoxian Valley, I met Miss Li Fenglan from Chaolan Valley. She gave me this bell, saying that she met you from Chaolan Valley. You can show me this."
The fat man looked at the object, and it turned out to be a crushed brass bell. He immediately changed his expression:
"Ah! It's really Lan'er's bell! Have you really seen them? How are they?"
Seeing that the fat man recognized the bell, Mu Zi breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a smile: "They are fine. However, Miss Li Fenglan was injured a few days ago, but she is fine."
The fat man was obviously very happy. He smiled and said, "My name is Tan Wushuang! I am a junior from our Chaolan Valley. I have offended a lot just now. I am mainly afraid that enemies will come to my door..."
"I understand."
"What about that?" Fatty looked around and said to the waiter, "You should be busy first. I will take this girl Mu back to the gang."
Gang? Mu Zi was a little surprised, what kind of help? Moreover, if this fat man came from Chaolan Valley, how did he get out? Didn’t Chaolan Valley let out a total of three people this time?
But Tan Wushuang's sincerity and attentiveness really didn't look like he was just pretending.
Tan Wushuang jumped on the horse and said, "Follow me."
Mu Zi took a sip of water, then mounted his horse and followed Tan Wushuang.
Although she doesn't know Mu Zi, she is Master Jiu's granddaughter, so she can be considered an old friend, and they are of the same generation.
As they walked, Tan Wushuang said: "Our gang is on the mountain, and we can get there in half an hour. We haven't heard Master Jiu say anything about our family since we were young, and we don't dare to ask. By the way, Miss Mu, how old are you this year?" "
It was not polite to ask her age, but Mu Zi didn't care. She replied: "Twenty-one years old."
"Hey, then I have to call you sister."
Mu Zi smiled and did not refuse.
Tan Wushuang continued to chatter: "Our gang is called the Nianzi Gang. I founded it with my good friend Fu Xiaohu. Of course, Xiaohu now uses the pseudonym Fu Bufan. I don't have a pseudonym. There is no need."
The name Nianzi Gang is a bit tigerish in every sense of the word.
Mu Zi asked: "I heard that Chaolan Valley only let the three girls out this time, Li Fenglan. I didn't hear that they let others go."
"Hi," said Tan Wushuang, a bachelor, "he sneaked out. The owner of the valley is very strict and doesn't let us young people come out. But we have been staying in the valley since we were young, and we are all big boys, so where can we stay? Live. So Xiaohu and I ran out. We were lucky. We recruited some brothers and made some money, so we established the Nianzi Gang."
After saying this, Mu Zi became even more confused: Is it so easy to create a gang now? Can two kids who sneaked out from Chaolan Valley form a gang? Where did they get the money? Where do you get the manpower?
While talking, the two of them had already arrived at the gate of Nianzi Gang. There were many people at the door, mostly masons. The masons were building a wall, and the frame for an imposing gate had just been erected.
A lean man saw Tan Wushuang and Mu Zi and greeted with a smile: "Second Master, who is this girl?"
"Don't ask too much, it's a fucking job. Where is the boss?"
"I'm teaching the children to practice kung fu."
When the two entered the door, they heard neat and childish shouts coming from inside. It turned out to be a tall and thin man teaching boxing to a group of children.
"Xiaohu!" Tan Wushuang shouted to the man.
Fu Xiaohu stopped teaching and let the children play by themselves. He walked over, looked at Mu Zi, and asked, "Who is this girl?"
Tan Wushuang whispered: "Let's talk in the lobby."
After ordering people to take care of the horses, the three of them entered the newly built lobby. There is no furniture in the lobby, and the white plaster on the walls has not yet dried.
Tan Wushuang whispered: "This is Master Jiu's granddaughter, Mu Zi, sister Mu."
Fu Xiaohu trusted Tan Wushuang and immediately said eagerly: "It turns out it's a member of my family who was neglectful. Fatty Tan, prepare some tea."
Mu Zi hurriedly said: "No need, I drank on the way."
Tan Wushuang smiled and said, "This is Fu Xiaohu, now the head of our Nianzi Gang."
Mu Zi frowned again: Shouldn't the gang boss be the gang leader? Why are you still the boss?
Fu Xiaohu asked: "Sister Mu, why are you here this time..."
"In order to meet my grandfather, I met your girl Li Fenglan. She
Gave me a token. "
Tan Wushuang recounted the experience of meeting the two again.
Fu Xiaohu nodded, and then felt a little embarrassed: "This is the situation...Sister Mu, although we are our own people, we can't accompany you to Chaolan Valley. You can rest here for a few days. To be honest with you. , we two sneaked out, if we get detained this time, we will be in trouble."
"It doesn't matter, I can go by myself. It's not necessary if you just stay for a few days."
Tan Wushuang said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for such a long time since we came out. You can rest assured here. Besides, Master Jiu is very strong."
While the three of them were talking, a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old walked into the lobby with her head down.
Fu Xiaohu asked the girl, "Miss Xiaofu, what's going on?"
Seeing that there were outsiders, Xiao Fu lowered her head even more. She whispered, "Master...my dad wants you to go there."
"Okay, I'll go over right now." Then he turned to Mu Zi and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry here. Fatty, take Sister Mu around and have the kitchen prepare some food for Sister Mu." Receive the wind."
After saying that, without waiting for Mu Zi to object, he followed Xiao Fu out of the lobby.
Xiaofu's full name is Wang Xiaofu. She is the daughter of Wang Wubing, the former first head of the family and now the third head of the family. She is sixteen years old. She is small and slim, but she is too afraid of strangers and doesn't like to talk.
The two of them walked in tandem. Fu Xiaohu was a little afraid of Wang Xiaofu. This girl didn't like to talk very much. If you were with her, as long as you didn't speak first, the two of them would be embarrassed all day long. And Fu Xiaohu is a person who is very afraid of embarrassment.
"What about that?" Fu Xiaohu asked, "How is your father?"
"Cough." The voice was as light as a mosquito. Fu Xiaohu couldn't hear what the girl said clearly due to the loud construction work in the village.
The reason why Wang Wubing was injured is a long story. As early as the night before Fu Xiaohu and the others came here, three people came to the village. They were Liu Kang, Shao Jie, and Zheng Beifeng who had followed Fu Xiaohu out of the valley. These three people got some money from Fu Xiaohu and Tan Wushuang, but the money was not enough for payment. They happened to hear that there was a group of thieves in Nianzi Mountain, so they came up the mountain.
Who would have known that Wang Wubing, the master of the cottage, was more skilled in martial arts. The three of them were no match for each other, so they were all captured by Wang Wubing and imprisoned in the dungeon. When Fu Xiaohu and the others arrived, they found these three people. Fu Xiaohu thought that he had traveled with these three people before and had some friendship with them, so he let them go. Who would have thought that these three guys were full of bad ideas, and after they left, they got entangled with a bunch of gangsters and went up the mountain.
It was the one who called in the day before yesterday. Fu Xiaohu, who had money at that time, invited masons from Luoyang City to repair the house. Several craftsmen were injured. The three of them, Fu Xiaohu, Tan Wushuang, and Wang Wubing, who were extremely angry, didn't make any sense and punished these gangsters. During the fight, Wang Wubing accidentally cut his leg with a knife. Although it was a flesh wound, he couldn't get out of bed for the past few days.
