Gantang Monastery is located on the flat land of the hill, Yuan Qi'er and his party under the guidance of Xiong Gangyue through a pine and cypress, to a huge mountain gate, the appearance of the Tibetan temple does not have too many carvings, it looks a little rough.

Xiong Gangyue stepped forward to call the door, and the knock on the door was particularly clear in the silent mountains.

It didn't take long to hear the mountain door creak open. A young lama in a crimson robe with bare arms stood in the doorway and looked at the people in front of him.

"Buddha Amitayus!" The young monk clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, "I wonder why the donors came here late at night?" ”

"Is it the little master Ciwang?" Xiong Gangyue stepped forward and said to the young lama.

"Are you...... Xiong Jushi? The young lama was amazed and delighted to see him.

"Little Master Ciwang," Xiong Gangyue explained to him, "I took people to other places to do business, but I didn't want to encounter heavy rain, the roads and bridges in front of me were washed away by the heavy water, and we couldn't pass, so I had to come here, and I asked Little Master Ciwang to make it convenient, let us go in and rest." ”

Ciwang looked behind him, and saw a large field of camels, vehicles, and people in strange clothes.

"If Xiong Jushi is alone, the little monk will let you in," Ciwang said with some embarrassment: "If there are so many people, the little monk still needs to report to Master Dharma to know, don't blame Xiong Jushi!" ”

"What did the little master Ciwang say," Xiong Gangyue saluted at him, "Just wait here for the contemptible people." ”

The mountain gate was slowly closed, and there was a noise in the crowd, Yuan Qi'er propped up an oil-paper umbrella and got out of the carriage, came to Xiong Gangyue, and glanced at the mountain gate, "What, don't they let you in?" ”

"Go back to the county lord," Xiong Gangyue said, "The little lama who had just opened the door saw that there were many of us, and he had no idea for a while, so he went back to report to Master Dama. ”

"Oh, let's just wait here for a while." Yuan Qi'er said calmly.

"County Lord," Xiong Gangyue hesitated for a moment and said, "After Master Dharma comes out later, how will the old minister introduce you?" ”

"My true identity must not be revealed," Yuan Qi'er said slowly, "You just say that I am your business partner, and Yuan Gongzi from Jingshi is that." ”

"The old minister understands." As soon as Xiong Gangyue finished speaking, the mountain gate slowly opened again, and an old lama who was over sixty years old and in good spirits walked out of the mountain gate under the support of a group of young lamas.

The old lama wore a yellow-peaked pandit hat, a crimson robe, and a string of mahogany beads in his hand.

"Xiong Jushi, we meet again," the old lama twisted the Buddha beads in his hand and swept behind him, "I don't know who is here with Xiong Jushi?" His gaze turned and stopped on Yuan Qi'er.

"Master Dama," Yuan Qi'er folded his hands and saluted him, "Xiao Sheng is a native of the capital, surnamed Yuan, and he is a merchant with the Lord of the Bear Society, in addition to me and his entourage, there are also some merchants from the Western Regions, we are in heavy rain on the road, we can't walk, and the Lord of the Bear Society has instructed him to come here, and I also ask Master Dama to make it convenient, and there will be a thank you to present afterwards." ”

"My Buddha is compassionate," Guru Dharma said, with a wrinkle on his face, "If all the donors can come here, they are related to my Buddha, so how can they be turned away?" However, there are not many houses in this temple, so I am afraid that I will not be able to settle so many of you for a while! ”

"Don't worry, Master," Yuan Qi'er said, "I just want a place to shelter from the rain, and I don't have to sweep the bed." ”

"Buddha Amitayus!" Guru Dharma bowed his head and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, please come with this seat!" ”

When the carriage arrived at the river, it was already dawning, and although the rain was lighter, it was still raining, making the sky unusually dark.

Yang Muyun got out of the carriage, put on a bamboo hat and came to the riverside, and the heavy rain overnight made the river turbulent and unusually turbulent, roaring and whirling to the southeast. A few bridge piles appear and disappear in the river.

"Brother Yang," Ning Zu'er came to him with a yellow oil-paper umbrella, and looked at him with a tense face, "Have they already crossed the river?" ”

Yang Muyun shook his head slightly, "This bridge should have been washed away before they got here, and they would never have crossed the river." ”

"How so?" Ning Zuer asked.

"You know, there are more than 1,000 of them, driving hundreds of carts, and hundreds of camels......" Yang Muyun stared at the ground under his feet, "if they crossed the river before the bridge was washed away."

"But there were only a few shallow marks of the cart and hoof prints, and it must have been the first of their kind to stop here for a moment, and then they shifted their direction and went elsewhere." ”

"Brother Yang's analysis is reasonable," Ning Zu'er nodded, "Then where did they turn?" ”

Yang Muyun's eyes moved to the river again, and said thoughtfully: "They will definitely be in a hurry to cross the river, because they follow this road all the way to the north, and the road out of the pass is the shortest, so don't ......" The rain in front of him stopped, Yang Muyun was stunned, looked sideways, and saw that Zi Su came to his side at some point, holding an oil-paper umbrella painted with danqing above him, looking at himself with a smile.

"Well," Yang Muyun cleared his throat, avoiding Ning Zu'er's smiling eyes, and continued: "The river channel downstream is wider and the river is more turbulent, they will definitely not go downstream along the river," his gaze turned to the northwest direction, "They may go to the shallows upstream and wade across the river, we might as well walk upstream along the river bank, we will definitely find their footprints." ”

Yang Muyun turned around and wanted to leave, Zi Su glanced at Ning Zuer, Ning Zuer understood, "Brother Yang"

"What's wrong? Ning Gongzi? Yang Muyun looked back and asked.

"You see we've been on the road all night," Ning Zu'er said in a slow voice, "Why don't you rest first and then chase down, what do you think?" ”

"Okay!" Zi Su hurriedly said, "It just so happened that I just prepared tea and snacks in the car," and her beautiful eyes had a hint of begging, "Husband, this is a dim sum made by me, you and Ning Gongzi will taste it together, okay?" ”

Yang Muyun smiled, "The things you made with your own hands must be delicious, I will definitely taste them when I turn around," the words changed, "It's all because I didn't think it through, so that the Purple Girl and I were tired all night," his eyes turned to Ning Zuer, "Time is pressing, I can't stay here for a while, my own business, Ning Gongzi doesn't have to get involved, the Purple Girl is tired, please help me take care of her!" As he spoke, he walked towards the upper reaches of the river.

"What a piece of wood, treating people's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!" Shisu muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It seems that he hasn't forgiven you yet," Ning Zu'er came to her side and smiled, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have changed from Madame Yang to Purple Girl." Seeing that she was about to have a seizure, she hurriedly comforted: "Brother Yang is like this, when he encounters something incomprehensible, he doesn't care about anything, you should be more considerate!" Saying that, he snorted and followed behind Yang Muyun.

"These two bastards......" Shisu stomped his foot, quickly got into the carriage, and said to the handlebar, "Quick, keep up with those two bastards!" ”

The guest room arranged for Yuan Qi'er in the temple is spacious and comfortable, even the bedding is new, Xiong Gangyue stood beside Yuan Qi'er, accompanied him and asked carefully: "...... county lord?"

"Call me Yuan Gongzi!" Yuan Qi'er glanced at him and said.

"Yes, Yuan Gongzi!" Xiong Gangyue immediately changed his words and said with a smile: "Are you satisfied with this room?" If there's anything else you need, old ...... The old man went to negotiate with the temple. ”

Yuan Qi'er looked out the window, as if she didn't hear what he said, and the black sky outside was slowly turning blue.

"It's almost dawn," Xiong Gangyue said: "If Yuan Gongzi has no other instructions, please rest early, and the old man will retire!" ”

"Xiong Guild Master" Just when Xiong Gangyue was about to withdraw, Yuan Qi'er stopped him, "How did you do what I told you?" ”

"Don't worry about Yuan Gongzi," Xiong Gangyue swore and said: "Those people are my henchmen, not only strong in martial arts, but also meticulous, I have ordered them to walk along the upper reaches of the river and leave a mark in accordance with Yuan Gongzi's instructions, so I will not let people find out the traces of Yuan Gongzi coming here." ”

Yuan Qi'er nodded, stared at him and said, "Also, you have to send people to pay more attention to the every move of the people in the temple, and don't let them go out of the temple at will." ”

"The old man saves," Xiong Gangyue comforted her, "The lamas in the monastery are all Tibetans, and they rarely go out, and many of them don't even know Chinese, so they will never reveal the news that we are here." ”

"Be careful in everything," Yuan Qi'er glanced at him and said, "If you have any arrangements, you can go and discuss with Hai Limu, and you must not have any omissions." ”

"The old man understands," Xiong Gangyue bowed down and said, "Is there anything else that Yuan Gongzi has to instruct?" ”

"No, you go down!" Yuan Qi'er turned around, "I know if there is any news to be reported in time!"

Yang Muyun looked at the wheel prints on the ground and couldn't help frowning.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?" Ning Zuer asked on the side.

"I don't think it's like their brigade of chariots and horses," Yang Muyun pondered for a moment, and said, "It seems that a small group of people deliberately lured us in this direction." ”

"Brother Yang is right," Ning Zu'er said, "There are only two shallow rut marks here, not like the traces of a large group of people and horses. The voice changed, "Shall we look in another direction?" ”

"Let me think about it," Yang Muyun rubbed his chin, frowned and said, "If they don't go along here, where else can they go?" It's a bit unreasonable. ”

"You can find someone to inquire, and it will be done," Shisu suggested on the side, "It's better than you guessing here!" ”

"You said it easily," Yang Muyun smiled bitterly, "Now that the sky is getting dark, it should be at the turn of Yin Mao, how can someone come out to walk, and where can I find someone to ask?" ”

"Then what are you chasing down indiscriminately?" Shisu glanced at him, "I don't think it's better to stop here and think about what to do next?" ”

Yang Muyun glanced at Ning Zuer, and both of them nodded slowly.

"Whoa!" Shiso brought them a plate of round cakes with a golden color.

Yang Muyun only felt sweet and fragrant, and couldn't help but open his mouth and ask, "What is this?" Hmm...... "Before the mouth was closed, it was as if something was gagged. Shisu glanced at him, and said angrily: "If you taste it, you'll know, noisy!" ”

"I'll do it myself." Ning Zuer smiled and reached out to pick up a round cake, as if she was afraid that she would also stuff it into her mouth, "Thank you, Sister Zisu!" ”

"Delicious!" Yang Muyun took a big bite and praised again and again: "Crispy and delicious, with a long aftertaste, Purple Girl is a good craft!" ”

"What do you call me?" Zi Su said with a pretty face, his eyes staring at Yang Muyun.

"Yes, ma'am...... Madame, good craftsmanship! Cough...... Ahem...... "Yang Muyun seemed to be choked and kept coughing.

Only then did Shisu Qiao have a smile on her face, and she poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

"Mrs. Xie!" Yang Muyun stretched out his hand to take it, raised his face and poured it down.

Ning Zu'er couldn't bear to look at his embarrassed appearance, so he turned his gaze to the side.

"Huh?" Ning Zuer seemed to see something, and Yang Muyun hurriedly followed his gaze. On the riverside ahead, there seems to be a horse-drawn carriage parked faintly, and next to the carriage, a man wearing a bamboo hat and a cloak is sitting on the shore, holding a fishing rod and fishing.

"This person is really interested," Yang Muyun raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Before dawn and the rain stopped, he drove a carriage to the river in this wilderness to fish?" ”

"I'm afraid he's not catching a fish, is he?" Ning Zu'er smiled faintly, and was about to step forward, but Yang Muyun grabbed him, "I'll go, you stay here." ”

"You're going to rob me again?" Ning Zu'er frowned.

"Shisu needs to be protected," Yang Muyun said with a solemn face, "Besides, this is my business, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

"She's your wife, not mine," Ning Zu'er pulled his hand away, "So it's your business to protect her," looking ahead, "This is a matter for the imperial court, and this son, as an official of the imperial court, has no reason to ignore it." He strode forward.

Yang Muyun clenched his cuffs, where was the only weapon he carried, the Hidden Arrow.

"When you go back, you must build a weapon that you can take advantage of," Yang Muyun sighed secretly in his heart: "Otherwise, it will be very difficult to deal with critical matters with your bare hands." ”

"Is there something wrong with the fisherman? You and Ning Gongzi both look so nervous. Shisu said uneasily.

"There's nothing wrong with fishing alone," Yang Muyun's eyes were staring straight ahead, "but it's too weird here and now." ”

......

Ning Gongzi walked behind the fisherman and stood still, and said, "This brother is invited!" ”

The man didn't move, as if he hadn't heard him at all.