After two days of turbulence, Zhu Renxia and Jin Zhu successfully arrived at Wulong Mountain.
Looking from a distance, we can see the mountains are continuous and dense. The mountains are lush and green, and the smoke is thick. It is a good place for fallen grass to invade.
"Climb the mountain in front and climb two more hills, and you'll find Yang Dali's village."
Jinzhu reined up his horse, pointed at the hillside in front of him and said.
Zhu Renxia wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What you said is easy. This mountain top and two slopes will probably take more than thirty or forty miles."
"You can ride horses on mountain roads, what are you worried about?"
Jinzhu rode his horse slowly, leading the way.
"Didn't you just move from Tianmen Mountain last year?" Zhu Renxia looked puzzled, "Did you build the mountain road in just one year?"
Jin Zhu raised his eyebrows and said: "My master prepared for a rainy day. As early as five years ago, he secretly sent hundreds of brothers to Wulong Mountain to build villages, build roads and bridges. That's why the mountain roads are unobstructed. It's not Yang Dali who came. It was built later.”
Zhu Renxia was relieved: "Oh... I see, Mr. Feng is far-sighted."
"That is!"
Jin Zhu looked proud: "My master is a great chivalrous man who cares about the country and the people, and he has served as a guard for hundreds of households. How can he be compared to a bandit who robs homes and homes?"
The conversation immediately changed and he sighed: "It's a pity that his old man's plan has taken advantage of Yang Dali. If master knew that Yang Dali was doing evil under the name of 'Zhidian Diao', I'm afraid he would not be able to rest in peace under the Nine Springs!"
"Is Mr. Feng really dead?" Zhu Renxia asked keenly, "Have you seen his body, or have you received accurate information from the government?"
Jin Zhu shook his head, with a sad look in his eyes: "I have neither seen the master's body nor the official notification. If the master is still alive, he will definitely come to Wulong Mountain to join us. After all, here is It's the backup he left behind. But it's been more than a year since Tianmen Mountain was besieged and suppressed, and the master has never shown up again, so the situation is already in danger."
Zhu Renxia consoled her: "Miss Jin, don't be sad. Your master is very skilled in martial arts, and maybe he can turn danger into good."
"I hope so!"
Jin Zhu sighed, "Although my master's martial arts skills are not as good as those of Third Brother Jiang, he is still a first-class martial arts master. It is said that there were 5,600 Jinyi Guards back then, and his martial arts skills could rank among the top ten."
"The top ten Jin Yiwei?"
Zhu Renxia couldn't help but feel awe-struck, "Mr. Feng is among the top ten in the Jinyi Guards, and Jiang's third brother, Qi Jiajun, is number one. I really want to see their duel."
The two chatted and rode their horses, and soon walked more than ten miles deep into Wulong Mountain.
The mountain road becomes more and more rugged, with cliffs and abrupt trees on both sides of the road, and the sounds of various birds and apes can be heard endlessly.
Zhu Renxia looked up at the sky and saw Tianzun looking down attentively, as if admiring the beautiful scenery between heaven and earth.
In fact, Zhu Changan was really enjoying the scenery of Wulong Mountain.
You can browse the great rivers and mountains without leaving home, and you are immersed in all aspects. Naturally, you will enjoy it and feel relaxed and happy.
"You don't have to keep looking up. Before you go down Wulong Mountain, I will definitely keep an eye on you."
Zhu Changan ordered calmly and calmly, "Even if there are thousands of bandits on the mountain, I won't even think of harming you in the slightest."
"Thank you Heavenly Lord for your blessing!"
Zhu Renxia immediately raised his hand and thanked him, "My disciple will definitely help you get the "Tiger and Dragon Pan"."
"You don't need to say it out loud, you just need to keep it in your heart."
Zhu Changan was earnest and good at tempting, "Remember to reveal your true intentions, lest Yang Dali jump over the wall and ruin the painting."
Zhu Renxia said solemnly: "If he dares to destroy the painting, we will level Wulong Mountain!"
After a pause, he quickly changed his words: "Of course it will be up to you, Tianzun, to put an end to the situation. We don't have the ability to do so."
Zhu Changan raised his eyebrows and said viciously: "Ask Jin Zhu to tell Yang Dali that if he dares to destroy the "Tiger and Dragon Pan", I will definitely destroy Wulong Mountain and kill him without leaving a trace! "
The two of them walked forward for another five or six miles. Zhu Renxia suddenly had an idea and suggested: "If we go up the mountain like this, it will definitely arouse Yang Dali's vigilance. Why don't you tie me up..."
"Tie you up?"
Jinzhu was a little puzzled, "You are the envoy of Tianzun. If I tie you up, doesn't it mean I am contemptuous of Tianzun?"
"This will give Yang Dali a surprise and successfully obtain the "Tiger and Dragon Pantu". Anyway, with you and Tianzun here, the bandits can't hurt me."
Jin Zhu bit her sexy lips and muttered: "The brothers on the mountain don't know your identity. Doing what you say can really paralyze Yang Dali's wariness. But won't Tianzun be angry?"
Zhu Changan, who was sitting in front of the box watching the show, immediately conveyed the instructions: "Zhu Renxia, your plan is very good. Let Miss Jin act according to the plan. I am not that pedantic."
"Disciple, obey."
Zhu Renxia immediately relayed Tianzun's words to Jinzhu, and then took out the hemp rope from a small town he passed through yesterday from his bag.
"Come on, don't be polite. Try to tie it up as firmly as possible to deceive Yang Dali."
"If that's the case, then I'm offended, so don't cry out in pain!"
The two dismounted together. Jin Zhu picked up the rope and tied Zhu Renxia up in a five-flowered tie the way bandits tied people. Then he put it on his shoulders and threw it onto the saddle easily.
"Remember, my current identity is Jiang Renxia, the son of the village chief of Jiangjiacun. You tied me up while I was drunk and secretly smuggled me out of Jiangjiacun."
Zhu Renxia lay on the saddle and told Jin Zhu the lie he had conceived in advance in detail.
Jin Zhu couldn't help laughing loudly: "Haha... you are quite good at making up stories. Yang Dali will definitely believe it when he hears what I say."
The two continued to move forward along the mountain road. The only difference was that Zhu Renxia could no longer whip his horse, and Jin Zhu could only drive his white horse from behind.
Two horses, one white and one red, communicate with their eyes from time to time. I really can't understand what game the owner is playing?
After walking forward for another three or four miles, they suddenly heard a shout and a dozen men armed with swords and guns poured out from both sides of the mountain road. A gust of wind surrounded the two of them in the center of the mountain road.
"Hey... I own this mountain..."
"You big-headed devil, Wang San, you don't even know my aunt?"
Jinzhu urged his horse to stand in front of Zhu Ren's horse. He scolded and raised his eyebrows.
The leader of the bandits was startled. When he saw the person clearly, he immediately smiled and hurriedly put away his weapons and stepped forward to salute.
"Where did I think this beautiful girl came from? It turns out to be Miss Jin. We haven't seen her for two months, and she looks so slender again?"
The riding crop in Jin Zhu's hand was raised high, ready to whip: "I think you don't want any of your tricks? How dare you try to trick my aunt?"
The bandit, who was called Wang San, hurriedly confessed: "Even if I had a hundred courages, I wouldn't dare to take advantage of Miss Jin. In fact, after the boss came back, he said that Miss Jin, you died in Jiangjia Village." In the hands of evil spirits, I never dreamed that you, girl, are still alive in this world."
"Hmph...even if Yang Dali dies, my aunt will not die!"
Jin Zhu snorted coldly, put away the riding whip and asked, "Is Yang Dali on the mountain?"
Wang San nodded and bowed: "The eldest master is on the mountain, but the second master just brought some brothers down the mountain the day before yesterday.
"The second master?" Jin Zhu frowned, "Isn't Zhou Duyan dead? Where did the second master come from?"
"The leader on Tuesday dies, and the third leader takes over, so he becomes the second leader."
Jin Zhu suddenly realized: "It turns out that Yang Dali promoted Fang Jielun to be the second in charge."
The Fang Jielun mentioned by Jinzhu was the white-faced scholar when the bandits besieged Jiangjiacun. His surname was Fang Jielun, and he usually called himself "The Scholar in White".
Wang San grinned: "Haha...he is the new second head of Wulong Mountain."
"Bah... a guy who only knows how to talk, is he worthy of being the second master?" Jin Zhu spat, with disdain on his face, "Isn't Ding Xiao ten thousand times better than him?"
Wang Sanda expressed his bitterness: "Who says it's not the case? Many brothers are dissatisfied with him, but he is the confidant of the eldest master. The second master is gone, and Miss Jin is missing. The brothers can only rely on the eldest master's fate." from."
"Don't try to rob me here. If Master sees it, I'm afraid he will chop off your heads one by one!"
Jinzhu urged his horse forward, "Take me up the mountain and have a look."
Wang San said in embarrassment: "The boss has told us when our brothers will rob twenty taels of silver and when they will return to the village. Otherwise, we will not give us food when we go back. We are thinking about going down the mountain at night to rob a few villages."
"Don't go!"
Jin Zhu glanced at everyone with a cold gaze: "The rabbits haven't eaten the grass beside their nests. You have plundered the nearby villages. Are you not afraid of recruiting officers and soldiers? They all followed me back to the village. Yang Dali blamed me, and I have my aunt to take care of it." !”
All the bandits were overjoyed and thanked them one after another: "Thank you so much, Miss Jin, you'd better be nice to your brothers!"
Jinzhu riding whip pointed: "Lead the way ahead."
At the moment, Wang San was carrying a simple sword in front of him to clear the way, and a dozen minions surrounded Jinzhu, running towards the village like stars holding the moon.
