"Well," a pretty face was raised, it was Ah, "Master, Arnold went up the mountain and saw the man." m.”

"Is she here?" The elder stood up, his eyes shining fiercely, "Very good, I finally waited for her, this time I must see who she really is and why she wants to harm the lord." ”

"Master," Ah continued: "I discovered a strange thing when I followed Arnold...... Ah hesitated for a moment, and said: "When Arnold went into the cave to meet the man, Yang Muyun, the Han man beside the young master, also walked in. ”

"What?" The Elder's face turned strange, "What is he doing in there?" ”

"I don't know, but it's ......," A-paused for a moment, "That Yang Muyun and Arnold came out of the cave one after another, and when they went down the mountain, the two walked together holding their arms, and it seems that the two are still very affectionate." ”

"How is this possible?" The elder was stunned, "Isn't Yang Muyun the person that the young master likes?" Why did Arnold dare to make love to him? ”

The elder stood quietly in the room and muttered for a long time, "Things seem to be getting more and more complicated, I always thought that this matter must have been done by people inside my Divine Palace, but according to what you said just now, there is also a possibility that someone in our Divine Palace colluded with the imperial court, and the imperial court happened to use our internal traitors to trap the great lord, so as to achieve the purpose of subverting the divine palace and then controlling the entire Miao Land." ”

"Ah," Ah exclaimed, "Master, is it really that serious?" ”

"It's very likely that it will be even more serious," the elder's face became serious, "For thousands of years, our Miao people have fought countless battles with the imperial court of the Central Plains, but the emperor of the Central Plains has never been able to make us truly surrender, and they will definitely think of using other means to achieve their goals on the battlefield." ”

"Master, what should we do now?"

"The young master really shouldn't have killed Ling Yihan so cheaply at that time, and if he was kept, he might have found out the mastermind behind the scenes by now." The elder looked at Ah, "You continue to stare at Arnold, and you have to tell me immediately if there is any situation." ”

"Yes, Master." Ah asked again, "Master, why don't you control Arnold now?" ”

"It's not time yet," the elder said lightly, "you go down." ”

Early the next morning, as if it were the New Year, everyone dressed in beautiful new clothes and flocked to an open field by the river, where a high wooden platform was built for the ceremony of worshipping the gods.

In order to set off the atmosphere of the scene, before the arrival of the priests of the shrine and the heads of each village, the people in the village spontaneously held many activities. Yang Muyun also came to the middle of the crowd with great interest, walking here and looking there, but his Han Confucian shirt and clothing were too eye-catching among the many Miao people, and many people looked at him with a hint of different color.

"Snap" a small pebble smashed on him, he turned his head to look, only to see a few Miao children pointing at him and not knowing what to say, picking up the stone on the ground and throwing it at himself as he spoke. When Yang Muyun walked towards them, the group of children dispersed.

It seems that the Miao people have been instilled with a bad impression of the Han people since they were children, and Yang Muyun couldn't help but sigh. At this time, there was a burst of cheers behind him, he turned around, only to see a group of people gathered together and didn't know what they were watching, walked in front of it, and saw that in the middle of the open space surrounded by a group of people, there was a bamboo pole with a bowl mouth thick, about five zhang high, the bamboo pole was shiny and shiny, and if you looked carefully, it was smeared with a layer of tung oil. The top of the rod is tied with a red ribbon for a pot of wine and a piece of bacon.

I saw a sturdy Miao young man come out of the crowd, he grabbed a handful of soil and rubbed his hands, then got up and jumped, tightly held the bamboo pole, and before he could stretch out his hand to climb up, he heard a snort, and his strong body had slipped to the ground. The crowd erupted in laughter, and the stout Miao youth retreated.

Several people tried to climb one after another, but they all slipped down. Among them, there was a black and thin Miao young man rubbing his hands and feet like an ape, almost climbing to the top of the pole, and when he reached out to get wine and bacon, he did not hold his breath steadily, and slipped down. This time, the people around didn't laugh, but they let out an "ouch" in unison, feeling sorry for that person. The thin black man stood up, shook his head repeatedly, and reluctantly stepped aside.

Yang Muyun looked at the tall bamboo pole that was slippery and did not leave his hands, and smiled slightly.

"This climbing pole is nothing to Yang Gongzi, is it?" A woman's voice came into Yang Muyun's ears, Yang Muyun suddenly looked back, and saw Arnold standing behind him prettyly, followed by Ruoni and Jia, they were wearing one-color flower pleated skirts, and their silver jewelry jingled.

Ruoni and Jia's father are both the heads of the nearby village, and naturally they are also dressed up to attend the god worship ceremony, so they naturally come along.

"Arnold, you're wrong." A rough voice also sounded beside him, Yang Muyun looked sideways, and a tall and burly figure came into view, "It's Meng Dai." "It seems that he is still really stubborn, and he follows Arnold wherever he goes.

I saw him say to himself: "They Han people can only hold books and chew articles, partridges can only learn grass chickens on the ground, how can they fly to the sky like eagles." As he spoke, the corners of his mouth lifted and Yang Muyun squeezed contemptuously.

"Then you must be the eagle that can fly into the sky," Arnold glanced at Montet, "how can you fly on that pole?" "The slender jade finger is a little far away.

"Uh," Mundell's purple face turned a little black, "a tiger can't fly, it's a tiger, and I'll use my strength to prove myself." ”

"A duck that falls into the pot and cooks it will only have a hard mouth." Arnold laughed at him, and his gaze returned to Yang Muyun, "Young Master Yang won't say that he wants to prove himself by reading, right?" When Arnold first met him, he saw that he was grabbed by the collar by Montet and had no way to fight back, and thought that he was really just a weak scholar.

Yang Muyun took another dose of antidote last night, and his strength recovered another layer after his exercise and pranayama. Although he is still far from his peak, he is no longer afraid of ordinary masters when he faces the enemy. He glanced at the shiny bamboo pole, and thought to himself that he could barely climb it with all his strength. He didn't want to show his ability, but after looking at Arnold's eager gaze at him, his mind changed, and he hugged his fists and said: "In front of Miss Arnold, I, a partridge, will learn how to fly as an eagle." As he spoke, he tucked the hem of his shirt behind him and pulled up his sleeves. After a few steps to the bamboo pole, the onlookers saw that it was a Han man who came out to climb the pole, and they were stunned for a while, holding their breath and staring at him for a moment, and the scene became quiet for a while.

Yang Muyun carried the breath in the dantian, his hands were bent into the shape of eagle claws, he kicked hard under his feet, his body jumped four or five feet high, and his hands firmly buckled the bamboo pole with a "click", and his feet were also firmly stuck below.

Yang Muyun looked around, everyone was looking at him, and there seemed to be a trace of surprise in Arnold's eyes, thinking that Yang Muyun had already surprised her if he didn't slide down immediately.

He couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart ashamed, if it was before the martial arts were lost, it would not be difficult to jump more than a foot high, like this bamboo pole would climb to the top in a few clicks. But now with all his strength, he was only more than four feet high, and he had to climb up little by little, so he touched the surface of the slippery and greasy bamboo pole, and immediately used all his strength to climb up step by step.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his head, after all, he had not performed on his body for many days, and his movements had become much sluggish. Moreover, he stopped and took a slight breath, and his strength was not as long as before.

I saw that the wine and bacon were approaching the end of the pole. But at this time, the breath in his chest was suffocated, the strength on his arm softened, and his body slid down suddenly.

"Ahh Listening to a squeak, Yang Muyun slid down a distance of more than a zhang, twisted his body, and his legs forcefully coiled the bamboo pole to stop the momentum of falling.

"Be careful," Arnold called.

Yang Muyun glanced back at her, then turned his face and calmed down, and after adjusting his breath, he used his hands and feet together again, and climbed up little by little.

The scene was silent for a while, and everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Muyun, and their hearts beat with his every move.

Just as he was approaching the wine and bacon at the end of the pole, Yang Muyun stopped, and many people's hearts were raised to their throats, for fear that he would suddenly slide down like Fang Cai.

I saw him concentrate for a while, his hands and legs exerted force at the same time, his body rubbed upward, lightly stretched his ape arms, and he had wine and meat in his hands, and then twisted his waist, and a beautiful turn, falling to the ground like a fairy flying out of the sky.

"Good" Arnold exclaimed, couldn't help but applaud, infected by her, many people around him also applauded and applauded. For a while, everyone seemed to forget that Yang Muyun was a Han man, and they smiled at him.

"Miss Arnold, please

You accept my gift to you. Yang Muyun came to Arnold and bowed down the wine and bacon.

"It's a gift you've earned yourself, why give it to me?" Arnold blinked his big beautiful eyes.

"Without the girl's support and encouragement to Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng would not be able to climb up, and the gratitude in Xiaosheng's heart cannot be described in words, so I must ask the girl to accept it."

"Jonny, Jia." Arnold had a smile on his face and glanced at his female companion beside him.

Jonny and Jia stepped forward to take the wine and bacon.

At this time, only a muffled roar was heard, and a tall and burly figure parted the surrounding crowd and walked out angrily.

"It's Mondai." Yang Muyun and Arnold looked at each other in amazement.

"What is he going to do?" Yang Muyun glanced at Arnold and asked.

Before Arnold could answer, there was a commotion in the crowd in front of him, and people scattered in all directions.

"Moo" A huge water bull with red eyes and two long, sharp horns rushed towards the crowd like two scimitars.

It turned out that the people in that area were holding a bullfighting competition, and after defeating the other, one water bull suddenly had a wild attack and rushed to the surrounding crowd like crazy.

In the panic, someone fell, and someone was injured by the horns. For a while, the screams, angry scolding, and the cries of children boiled together like a pot of porridge.

"Arnold, get out of the way." Seeing that the water bull was rushing towards this side frantically, Yang Muyun grabbed Arnold's hand and pulled her behind him.

Hearing a loud roar, a tall and burly figure rushed over like a mountain against the water bull.

"Monde, what are you doing?" Arnold recognized the tall figure that rushed towards the water bull as Meng Dai, and couldn't help but shout, "Meng Dai, are you crazy? ”

A water bull is at least more than 1,000 catties, and it runs like a moving hill, as if it can crush everything to pieces.

Mundé roared and spread his stout arms to meet the pointed horns of the water ox......

Almost everyone closed their eyes at this moment, and no one doubted that when they opened their eyes again, they would see a scene of flesh and blood......

Time ushered in the next moment, but it was a dull roar from the water bull, and the sound of hooves stomping on the ground like a drum suddenly stopped.

All of them had their eyes open, and they were wide open, and at the same time as their eyes, there was also one of their mouths......

Mondaipu's large, fan-like hands had already grasped the two scimitar-like horns, and his already thick arms had doubled in thickness, and the green tendons bulged out on his skin like small snakes. The buttons on the placket of his shirt cracked, revealing a muscular chest. His face was swollen and red as if he had drunk wine, and it seemed to drip blood, and his thickened neck and bulging shoulders were huddled together. His feet were so hard that he had already stepped into two deep pits in the ground.

The water bull's thrusting forward body was firmly pinned in front of Meng Dai, and its four bowl-sized hooves kept kicking the ground, but no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't get rid of the other man's palm.

"Ahh Hearing a tom, the huge body like a mountain of water cows fell to the ground with a bang.

The "moo" water bull writhed on the ground, its four legs kicking in the air, as if it was still making a final struggle. A group of Miao men pounced on it and held it down tightly, so that it could no longer move.

Meng Dai let go of the horns of the bull and stood up again, looking in all directions, like an abyss.

The crowd erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

"Mondai is great!" Joni and Jia also let out a sigh of admiration and clapped their palms.

Meng Dai triumphantly raised his arms to accept the cheers of the crowd, and when his gaze swept towards Yang Muyun, he suddenly became sharp, and hooked his finger at him defiantly.

Yang Muyun responded to him with a smile on his face, but he was secretly surprised in his heart: This Meng Dai is full of divine power, rare in the world, if he rushes over and does something with me now, I don't know if I can resist it.