An Murong nodded and secretly looked at Andy, who saw Andy pinching snowballs on a wide field of snow and throwing them at a teenager opposite. The boy stood motionless, letting the cold snowballs fall on his head, cheeks, neck, and body, and the snowballs seemed to burrow into his clothes, but he remained motionless, looking so small in his old clothes. "Could it be that he is the Hu Yu that his father said?" he thought to himself, he looked at the guards standing around, and then looked at Andy's eyes looking at this place, and hurriedly looked away and said to Mo Da, "There are too many people here, we have to leave quickly." With that, they drowned in a corner, their figures pulled out of Andy's sight.

"Why don't you bring Hu Yu over?" said Mo Dada, who had just passed around the corner.

"It's too risky, Andy was watching us just now! Not to mention that there are guards everywhere. An Murong said and slowed down.

"Are you really going to find the door of your cell?

"We have no other way. After An Murong finished speaking, they walked through a corridor and entered a clearing, and finally saw a soldier in his thirties passing in front of him, An Murong hurriedly grabbed him, "Hey, brother soldier, I want to ask you about someone." As he spoke, he placed the two coins he had prepared in his hand into the soldier's palm.

The corner of the soldier's mouth showed a lewd expression, obviously feeling that the two coins in his hand were too little, so he was just about to open his voice to speak, Mo Da saw the back of an old man walking over, he hugged his waist, bowed his back, and drove with difficulty with a cage in his hand, he ran forward and grabbed the old man, and when he looked back, he was not Lord Musna at all.

An Murong's heart was also cold, he saw the soldier's thoughts, took out another piece of silver from his pocket, and put it in the soldier's hand, Mo Da knew that An Murong was going to pay for it this time, and An Murong also knew that he didn't have much time to grind anymore.

When the soldier saw that it was a large piece of silver, his eyes widened with excitement, and then his mouth turned into a flower, and he said in a loud voice, "May I ask you who you want to inquire about? ”

"A word is a certainty?" An Murong asked in disbelief.

"Of course. "The soldier stuffed coins and silver into his cuffs.

"Then do you know Lord Musna, who delivers food to the cell?" An Murong asked.

"Of course I do. The soldier raised his voice, "Wait, I'll get you someone." With that, he turned and left.

On the high wall in the distance, the steps are full of guards standing guard, and even the road at the mouth of the alley is full of patrols of the Clan Moon soldiers, and the banner is embroidered with the Niu family's bull head logo. An Murong said worriedly, "That kid will attract a team, or call Niu Tel, and then throw us into the prison, in that case, won't he even lose his life." ”

"Aren't you afraid that the soldier will call the enemy?"

The more An Murong was worried about something, the more Mo Da would ask, his two eyes slowly lowered, and he shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Mo Da gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of expressions of wanting to say something, he swallowed his saliva, and didn't dare to say anything more.

The soldier really kept his promise, An Murong's face softened again, and he saw a person walking not far away, and he tried to remember that the face drawn on his father's paper was Master Musi. There were no soldiers nearby, and when he saw the old man walk into him, and made sure that no one could see him around the corner, he pulled the old man Musna closer to the corner.

The old man turned pale with fright, and hurriedly asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Uncle Chen, don't be afraid. An Murong still looked around, and then returned his gaze to Lord Musi's face, "I am An Murong, the son of King An Guijia, and my father asked me to tell you that everything is ready for action. ”

Lord Musina suddenly understood, and nodded again and again, "It's finally time for this day." He was already moved to tears, he grabbed An Murong's left hand, wrote a line of words in the palm of his hand, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You get out of here quickly, you go quickly." ”

An Murong thought back to the words that Master Mu Sina had written in the palm of his hand, and nodded, "Uncle Chen, I know. After saying that, he and Mo Da left here in a hurry. They encountered two patrolling teams along the way, and An Murong's waist card played a big role, and the soldiers would wave their hands to let them leave at a glance. When they returned to the door of the warehouse, all the goods had been unloaded, and when they were about to walk into the team, An Murong deliberately raised his voice and trained Mo Da who was following him, "I'll tell you that you eat less next time, will it be me or will you have a stomach problem?" As a result, you squatted in the thatched house and didn't come out, so I waited for you for so long? You smell the all over your body? It's so smelly!" An Murong said and quickly covered his nose and walked a few steps away from Mo Da.

"Yes, yes, yes. Mo Dada also explained with a very embarrassed expression, "I've been constipated in the past few days, and I've eaten a lot and pulled a lot, so I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Don't call me next time you go to the hut. An Murong turned around and cursed.

"Did you call me?" Mo Dada shouted aggrievedly from a distance.

"You still say?" An Murong widened his eyes and raised his fist to beat Mo Da. Yan Jier sneered secretly on the side, knowing that the matter had been done, and the two of them sang and harmonized, this was acting!

They drove the camels out of a forest, An Murong finally breathed a sigh of relief, the dark night tightly wrapped the forest, and the cold penetrated every corner. An Murong shivered on horseback, tightened the collar of his clothes, and continued with the team until the afternoon of the next day.

The firewood in the firewood was burning vigorously, and a warm heat flow was spreading in An Guijia's yurt, and An Murong had already felt this heat flow surging towards his body as soon as he stepped forward.

An Guijia looked at An Murong who walked in, and his face was suddenly full of smiles, "I'm finally back." ”

"It's done, and I've found Lord Musna. An Murong walked into the fire and took off the cotton gloves on his hands.

"Good. After An Guijia finished speaking, Xue Nuo walked in with two cups of wooden bowl tea, one was handed to An Guijia who was sitting on the chair, and one was handed to An Murong who was roasting the fire, "Thank you for your hard work, drink a bowl of tea to warm up." A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

An Murong raised his hand slightly, took the wooden bowl of tea, put it to his mouth, and locked his eyes on Xuenuo's eyes, "Thank you!" After speaking, he drank a small sip of tea in the wooden bowl, his eyes searched the room, and found that there was one person missing, so he asked, "Where is Uncle Buyi Lingyu!"

"He went to the bazaar. Anguiga replied, "I guess I went to inquire about the miracle doctor who cured ichthyosis, or possibly, he went to find merchants and nobles, and this kind of thing is probably only he can do." ”

An Murong listened, and was just about to put the wooden bowl of tea into his mouth, when there was a noise outside, looking for the sound, An Murong and An Guijia both put down the wooden bowl and walked out of the yurt with Xuenuo.

Not far in front of the yurt, Vison and Moda got into an argument with a group of people who seemed to be merchants. "There's always a first-come, first-served saying, do you understand the rules of the game?" a young man struck out when he heard Vieson say this. Wei Sen didn't seem to plan to fight back, but the young man hit Wei Sen's nose bone in a circle, and the corners of his mouth and nose instantly bled out. Mo Da couldn't stand it, so he crushed the young man to the ground when he turned it over, and hit the young man's temple twice, and a group of people and Mo Da drew their swords and fought, they tried not to stab each other, and the scene was chaotic.

The old man in front of him seemed to have a lot of posture, and it was inconvenient for An Guijia to go up to persuade him, and here, they had to pretend that they didn't know each other. No more than five people can know each other in pairs, and if there are too many teams, there will be officers and soldiers or knights who will come to inquire one after another. Like the old man in front of him, he is probably a powerful person with a head and a face, otherwise he would not have brought so many people to make trouble here.

An Guijia probably hadn't figured out the situation in front of him yet, he looked at the old man in the black caravan cotton coat, and secretly hoped that he would stop. There are too many of them, and Visen should attack quickly and steadily, and when he knocks a person to the ground, he tries not to hurt anyone, but the people on the ground will get up again and attack him more fiercely.