After Wu Fan saw Ah Zi, he simply explained a few words, only saying that he was going to do an important thing overnight, and asked her to tell Duan Zhengchun to live in Luzhou for a while before setting off, but the target was not Yanziwu but Luoyang. Ah Zi naturally had questions, but most importantly, she wanted to follow Wu Fan. At this time, how could Wu Fan let Ah Zi follow?

So Wu Fan had no choice but to persuade: "Ah Zi, Brother Wu is really going to do a very urgent matter." This matter concerns my grievances. At this time, of course, he couldn't talk to Ah Zi to save Ah Zhu, in that case, he would have to explain to this little clever ghost for at least two hours. He looked at Ah Zi's bitter gourd face and continued: "Ah Zi is not that I don't want to take you, it's just that this matter is urgent, it is inconvenient for me to bring one more person after all, your family will go to Luo-Yang first, you can rest assured that after I finish this matter, I will definitely rush to find you." Well, if it goes well, we'll see you again in seven or eight days. ”

Ah Zi could see that Wu Fan's tone was very determined, and she continued to entangle with little meaning but asked curiously: "Is this urgent matter of Brother Wu related to the beautiful woman we saw tonight?" ”

Wu Fan shook his head and said, "You, don't guess, remember what I said to you, tell your father, and go to Luoyang after staying for a while." Ah Zi shook his head and asked, "Why do you want to go to Luoyang?" Didn't you say you were going to Swallow Dock to find my brother? Wu Fan was really annoyed by Ah Zi, this girl wants to break the clay pot and ask to the end, this is completely different from Ah Zhu, Ah Zhu is always very understanding in these things, he is unwilling to talk to Ah Zi so much at the moment, so he said: "Don't worry, your brother will also go to Luo-Yang, you will know in a few days, now I can't delay time, obedient, okay?" ”

Ah Zi shrugged helplessly, and suddenly said, "Why don't you go and tell my father about this matter yourself?" Wu Fan said: "It's late, your father is already asleep, I don't want to disturb him." ”

"Then you're too embarrassed to disturb me?" Ah Zi asked with a wink.

Wu Fan took a long breath and said, "When I just left you, I didn't say that I would come back to see you after a while, I was afraid that you would be worried, so I came to talk to you." ”

Hearing this, Ah Zi's face blushed slightly for some reason, she put away her naughty expression, walked up to Wu Fan, raised her face and said softly: "You are really a person who keeps promises, in fact, I am really worried about you." ”

Ah Zi's change made Wu Fan extremely uncomfortable, so he turned around and said, "Okay, I'm really leaving, don't forget what I told you." ”

"Hey, Brother Wu, you are in such a hurry to leave, is the silver on your body enough?" Ah Zi asked. , Wu Fan's heart was tight again, he couldn't talk to this girl anymore, the more he talked about things, the more he talked about it, I was afraid it would be time to ask for warmth after chatting, he opened the door and said, "Enough, we will have a date later." With that, he ignored Ah Zi and hurriedly walked out of the room.

got rid of Ah Zi, Wu Fan returned to his house, cleaned up briefly, dressed in black, and still covered his face. I thought about the distance between Lu-Zhou and Suzhou-Zhou, and how I walked.

Speaking of which, this Lu-Zhou (He-Fei) is not far from Suzhou, 400 kilometers is 800 miles of road, but the ancient traffic is inconvenient, unlike the modern highway repaired, Wu Fan has no GPS or anything, he can only run along the road, the road around the mountains and rivers, naturally it is farther than 800 miles, but no matter what, Wu Fan has to perform the light work of 800 miles at night.

After getting ready, Wu Fan left the inn, first out of Luzhoucheng, and then followed the direction to the east, raising his luck and luck, and rushed up all of a sudden. The wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran faster and faster, and gradually his feet barely touched the ground, like flying on the grass, and the trees and villages around him began to blur, and they swept backwards past him one by one.

In ancient times, the population itself was sparse, and now it is night, and there is not a single person or car on this road. After seventy or eighty miles out of Luzhou, the terrain became empty, Wu Fan was like a sports car with full gas, running faster and faster, and the true qi in his body was running, so that he didn't feel tired!

In this way, Wu Fan did not stop rushing to dawn, saw a big city, at this moment the people were still sleeping, there was still no one, Wu Fan took off the mask, found a soldier guarding the city and asked the name of this city is Jiangning Mansion, experienced the Chongzhen world, Wu Fan has some understanding of the ancient city, the Jiangning Mansion of the Song Dynasty is also the modern Nanjing.

After running for more than half a while, Wu Fan thought to himself. He did not stop at the city, but continued to run along it in a southeasterly direction. In fact, along the way, there are not no forks in the road, fortunately, there are many post houses on the way, which are all built by the government, and Wu Fan did not deviate through the post houses.

The sky gradually brightened, Wu Fan was still running along the official avenue, there were people on the road, and occasionally you could see fast horses delivering official documents, but Wu Fan didn't pay attention to these at all. Those people on the horse just saw a black shadow passing by, and couldn't help but gasp, secretly saying that this person is really powerful, three points stronger than the fast horse that is urgent for eight hundred miles.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Fan came to Suzhou City. He exhaled, rested for a moment, and everything was easy to do when he arrived in Suzhou City. Because the map given to him by Bao Wei was very detailed, he could easily find the place where Azhu was being held. After a while, he was fascinated by the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, although it was late autumn at the moment, it was still warm here.

This Jiangnan is really a spiritual land, looking up at the sky, the wind and smoke are clear, as clear as a pool of clear water. The beauty of the south of the Yangtze River is different from that of the north, it is hazy and simple, such as leisurely chess under the tree, drunk wine tasting among flowers, and indifferent tea tasting in the garden.

Green water lingers on the white walls, and flowers fall on the green tiles. Meanders back to the river, chanting and singing in time. Take a flat boat to support an artemisia and walk through the green mountains and green waters. Small bridges, flowing water, and people overflow in the south of the ink river, making people unable to see the real and the false, and they can't tell the truth

"It's different from the northern land." Wu Fan couldn't help but sigh at this picturesque beauty of the south of the Yangtze River. In his heart, the spirit of the south of the Yangtze River is all graceful and gentle, and the martial arts are also different from the north like this scenery and humanities.

This Jiangnan is not so much a real geographical existence as a cultural feeling. In history, it is difficult to say how many political ups and downs Jiangnan has dominated. The dynasty south of the Yangtze River seems to have been unable to escape its tragic fate, and the most powerful sects and churches in the rivers and lakes rarely use Jiangnan as their main place of activity.

However, there is a certain emotional soul here. Compared to the northern land, it looks smart and elegant. Talented youths and delicate beauties seem to be the exclusive domain of this land. Painting the boat golden boat, the remnant lotus listening to the rain, the river maple fishing fire, the moon full west building

Wu Fan rested for a while, knowing that this was not the time for emotion, so he settled down and continued to hurry. The city of Suzhou-Zhou is frequently adjacent to the East China Sea, hugging Taihu Lake in the west, and the rivers and ports in the city are staggered, and the lakes are densely spread. After Wu Fan saw it, he said in his heart, the surname Shui of the people here should be very good. There are many ports in the city, and the swallow dock is in the Taihu Lake, and from these ports you can take a boat to get there. However, Azhu is not in the swallow dock, but in a village hundreds of miles west outside the city.

After arriving here, Wu Fan realized how important the map that Bao Wei gave him, if there was no map, he would get lost in this staggered lake and dense water. According to the map, it took Wu Fan another hour to find the village. It is said to be a village, but there are only a dozen families in the past, and they live sporadically next to a forest, and one of these households is a secret location for Murong Fu. The dwelling was an old adobe house, which looked dilapidated on the outside, but no one would have imagined that underneath the adobe house there was a deep tunnel, which was made of bluestone and was durable. The tunnel is divided into many forks, some of which lead to the Taihu Lake, and some lead to the city of Suzhou. On either side of the tunnel, there were several cells with iron doors locked, and Aju was locked in one of them.

After Wu Fan came to this village, he then covered his face with a black cloth, and then found the adobe house according to the map. There was a small courtyard in front of the house, and Wu Fan walked lightly to the courtyard and pushed open the tight fence gate. There was an old woman in the courtyard chopping wood. After she looked up and saw a tall black-clothed masked man walking in, she put down the firewood knife in her hand, wrinkled her bitter eyes, and asked Wu Fan, "Who are you?" Who are you looking for? ”

This old woman has gray hair, but her body is unexpectedly strong, she is wearing a simple blue cloth dress, although the hand holding the firewood knife is full of folds, but it looks very powerful, Wu Fan did not directly pay attention to the old woman's question, but looked around the broken house, and found that there was no one nearby except for this old woman. The surroundings were very quiet, but somehow there was a strange atmosphere, and Wu Fan had experienced a hundred battles, so he naturally smelled the smell. Murong Fu would let such a woman who was over half a hundred years old guard such an important place? Could it be that this old woman is a master of stunts?

Wu Fan looked at the old woman again, although this person was stronger than ordinary women, he did not look like a person with deep internal strength. He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm a friend of the master here, and I'm here to take a man with me." Wu Fan thought about it, it was better to use the identity of that mysterious person now, set up a friend first, if he couldn't take Azhu away without any effort, why show his identity and fight? If it was just this old woman guarding it, he wouldn't want to kill an old woman.

"I'm sorry, I'm the only old woman here, you don't want to take me away, do you?" The old woman muttered, and after speaking, she didn't pay attention to Wu Fan, she picked up the firewood knife and continued to chop firewood, each chopping made a crisp sound

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