(Recommended reading: Carrying Zhang Yun's cynicism along the way, you have to be wary of him slipping away in the middle of the night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Wu Qiaoer seems to have been doing thankless work. In fact, she has felt a few times that she is stupid, is it really because of this man's face that she is like this?

In the end, Wu Qiao'er will get a negative answer. She wanted to heal this man's heart, with her heart and healing skills.

Ten miles ahead of me is about to enter Shu Road, and I don't know who has nothing to do and set up a sign, on which is written the poem of the poet Immortal Mubai.

"Is Shu difficult?" Zhang Yun felt his scalp jump, as if something was about to rush out of his brain. He shook his head vigorously, tugged at the reins, and continued on his way.

Wu Qiao'er glanced at the poem on the sign twice, and then rode a horse to follow.

The two have been ignoring each other for two days, and although Zhang Yun spit out three words today, it seems that he still has no intention of communicating with Wu Qiaoer.

But soon, someone will make Zhang Yun have to talk to Wu Qiao'er, it is a small team of ringing horses. There were not many people blocking the road, ten of them, but they all had crossbows behind their swords, and immediately hung several quivers, and they also held longbows in their hands, and there were even short spears and halberds hanging behind them.

If it weren't for the series of black words that the first person spoke, Zhang Yun probably would have thought that this was a deserter again.

Barricade robbery, the general meaning of the opening is nothing more than that I opened this road, this tree was planted by me, if you want to fight this, leave to buy road money. However, Zhang Yun neither planned to give money nor did he plan to stay, he turned around and left, but he didn't forget to remind Wu Qiao'er.

"If you don't want to be a pressure lady, follow me."

Zhang Yun and Wu Qiao'er are two of them and four horses, they are already familiar with each other these days, and Zhang Yun seems to be born to win the favor of animals, and the four horses that are deliberately cultivated immediately show the reaction and speed that a superior military horse should have when they need it.

The team that blocked the way probably never thought that they would encounter such a thing. You must know that there are people who choose to turn around and run away when they are robbed, but the two of them and the four horses are all high-grade military horses, and these ringing horses are really the first time they have encountered them.

The person who shouted for the leader reacted quickly enough, who knew that even if he opened his bow and released the arrow, the arrow could only helplessly fall a few feet behind Zhang Yun's horse.

"Keep running, the advantage of this road is that you will either be blocked by someone, or you will not be able to catch up with the person who wants to escape." Zhang Yun clamped the horse's belly, and at the same time stretched out his whip and poked three times in a row on the horse's buttocks.

The war horse understood, the four hooves were churning like flying, and in the blink of an eye, miles passed, and there was no longer the shadow of those horses blocking the road.

"Change lanes, go into the mountains!" Zhang Yun pointed to a sheep intestine path not far away, and was about to change direction by reining in the reins, but suddenly shot the reins to grab the branch that was being bounced up and down on horseback.

"Zhang Daxia?"

"Leave me alone!"

"I don't want it!"

The three sentences were stacked on top of each other, but the three voices were fortunate not to collide.

A tall man grabbed the reins of Zhang Yun and Wu Qiao'er's war horses with his left hand, and naturally led the other two war horses with his right hand.

Zhang Yun instantly judged that this person's martial arts were extremely high, at least not comparable to the six disciples of the Wu Yue Sword Sect a few days ago. The branch in his hand almost didn't think about it and immediately made a move, and Zhang Yun was in a state of tension to the extreme for a while, and this state was completely because he suddenly recalled that woman, the Ding Xiaomei who was wholeheartedly for him but only ended up with death.

Zhang Yun in these days is like an untouchable hornet's nest, probably except for Wu Qiao'er, a woman who "likes" to be stung all over the world, all the people who have intersected with these two people are reluctant to approach Zhang Yun, because humans instinctively avoid this kind of existence that seems to explode at any time.

At the moment, the tall man was the one who stabbed the hornet's nest, but it was a pity that the branch in Zhang Yun's hand could not achieve the same effect as when he dealt with the Tartar or unexpectedly disrupted the disciples of the Wu Yue Sword Sect.

The tall man had a light step, and with a slight leaning back, he easily snatched the branch in Zhang Yun's hand as soon as he broke up.

The man was obviously stunned because he actually got the branch in Zhang Yun's hand, and then leaned forward again with a nervous and apologetic face, and returned the branch to Zhang Yun's hand.

All this happened in such a short and fast period that Zhang Yun only knew that he had missed a blow, and he didn't understand where the sorry look on the other party's face came from.

"Zhang Daxia, it's me, I'm Gu Dashou! Back then, you saved our family and avenged our village! Why don't you know me? The big man was both excited and disappointed in his words, excited that he was so lucky to see his life-saving benefactor, and disappointed that the benefactor seemed to have a problem with his martial arts, and he didn't know himself anymore.

Zhang Yun frowned and said, "You know me?" ”

Gu Dashou tidied up his clothes and beckoned behind him, and a middle-aged woman with a good posture and a cute girl of sixteen or seventeen walked out of the forest not far away.

"Come, Lin'er has seen Engong, salute quickly." Gu Da waved his hand, and the girl, who probably concentrated all the advantages of her parents, immediately stepped forward quickly, bowed respectfully to Zhang Yun to the end, and made a rare big salute.

"Engong has a lot of trouble, and he may not remember the big hand, but the big hand family doesn't dare to forget about the engong a little! After that time, my wife and daughter moved out with our family, and I happened to meet a Taoist priest. He said that it was fate to meet my family, so he took us to live in the mountain behind the Taoist temple. At that time, I only thought it was a temporary residence, who would have wanted to live for more than ten years. Lin'er got along with her in-laws over there, and she came back this time to worship her ancestors and the ancestors of the same village before going back. God is pitiful, I actually ran into Zhang Daxia! The more Gu Dashou spoke, the more excited he became, and when he mentioned the sacrifice, his eyes were full of tears, and so did his wife and daughter.

It doesn't look like a fake. Zhang Yun subconsciously felt that this person's words were extremely credible, but he still didn't dare to believe them all. He said tentatively: "I have a serious loss of memory and martial arts now, since you have kung fu knowing, how can you not know?" ”

Gu Dashou was a little sloppy about Zhang Yun's words, and immediately responded when he heard it: "Engong doesn't know, my family of three lives in the mountain behind the Taoist temple, in addition to meditating and cultivating with the Taoist priest in the temple every day, that is, farming, weaving and grazing, and occasionally going down the mountain to chat with the parents, the Taoist temple has always been peaceful and tranquil within a radius of 100 miles, and I know very little about the outside world, especially the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

"What Taoist temple?" Zhang Yun asked.

"Sancai Guan, the viewer calls himself a laughing poor Taoist, but we have seen and visited the guests, and they all call him a laughing poor real person with great respect." Gu Dashou answered all questions and did not hide anything.

"Real people? I know that Wudang Zhang Sanfeng deserves the word 'real person', and this Taoist priest is also called a real person, so he must have some origins. In fact, Zhang Yun had already thought that this laughing poor should be the three talents that Shangguan Ling mentioned to him, the top existence among the older generation of swordsmen in the world, and the Yuntian swordsman had their own strengths in swordsmanship, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

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