After Yan Sanhui instructed himself in the tone of "future father-in-law", Lu Yu, who was very helpless, went to the warehouse of the pawnshop to get his "equipment".

When Lu Yu cleaned up and reappeared, Yan Sanhui, who was waiting outside the door, was surprised to observe that the "future son-in-law", who was half a head taller than himself, had changed out of his pale cyan Confucian clothes and changed into a dark gray linen robe, and he was still holding a Pu knife with a black lacquered wooden handle in his hand, and the blade of the Pu knife was already full of gaps, and even, the body of the knife was covered with rust spots, looking at ......

"This is your weapon......" After glancing at the "disabled" Pu knife in Lu Yu's hand with a strange expression, Yan San squinted and asked Lu Yu a question.

"Senior, I...... It's just a scholar who knows a little bit of Taoism, I'm not a martial artist......" After listening to Yan Sanhui's questioning with a somewhat ridiculous tone, Lu Yu couldn't help but reply to him with a smile.

In fact, Lu Yu only shut up after only half of what he said, for the sake of Yan Wushuang's face, he didn't say the rest of the unpleasant words, and the unpleasant words were: "I said boss, if it weren't for your daughter's face, I wouldn't have bothered to go with you, and you would dare to dislike my weapons with a shy old face......"

"No, I heard Wushuang say, Shuwen, your martial arts are above her......" Yan Sanhui, who didn't believe what Lu Yu said just now, shook his head and replied to Lu Yu.

"Back to my predecessors, I just have a lot of strength, martial arts...... It's still far away......" After squinting at Yan Wushuang, who had revealed his secret, Lu Yu replied to Yan San with a wry smile.

"You are too modest, Shuwen ......" Yan Sanhui, who still didn't believe Lu Yu's explanation, untied a long knife from the horse tied to the door, handed it to Lu Yu, and then continued: "I gave you this knife, your knife, just leave it at home......"

"Senior Xie ......" has a cheap Lu Yu again, of course, he "duty-bound" accepted the long knife given by Yan Sanhui, when he pulled the long knife out of the scabbard, a heavy bloody breath gushed out from the knife, and the choked Lu Yu's nose twitched, and he almost coughed.

In addition to smelling a terrifying smell of blood, Lu Yu also observed that the blade of the long knife in his hand was covered with layers of dark lines, which were unique to the hundred steels, and it was impossible for ordinary swords to have such dark lines.

After the "good knife ......" saw that the "treasure knife" of 100 steels in his hand was worth a lot, Lu Yu reinserted the knife back into the scabbard, and sighed sincerely.

"Use it well, don't destroy its prestige of 'Tu Ri'......" After listening to Lu Yu's emotion, Yan Sanhui habitually patted Lu Yu's shoulder, and told Lu Yu the name of the 100-steel-making "treasure knife".

"Slaughter the Sun...... Worthy of his name......" After listening to Yan Sanhui's words, Lu Yu nodded and agreed.

"I've asked for this knife for a long time, and my father didn't give it to me, but now my father actually gave it to you, it's really ......" Yan Wushuang, who had never left the treasure knife "Tu Ri" in Lu Yu's hand, muttered with a little jealousy.

"Wushuang, didn't I tell you, the anger on this knife is too heavy, and it takes a man's yang energy to suppress it, where does the yang energy come from in your daughter's family......" After hearing her daughter's muttering, Yan San smiled bitterly and hummed at her.

"No, Dad, I found that many men are not as masculine as me......" Yan Wushuang, who was very unhappy with what his father said, replied directly.

"Alright, let's stop talking nonsense, let's go...... We don't have much time to delay......" Yan Sanhui, who didn't want to mess with his daughter, raised his hand and pointed to a black war horse behind him, and then said to Lu Yu, "I found out that you don't have a horse at home, so I directly brought one over for you to ride, however, this is a war horse, which belongs to the jurisdiction of the Tidian Criminal Prison Division, I don't have the right to give it to you, I can only borrow you to ......ride it temporarily."

"Xie senior......" After thanking Yan three times, facing Lu Yu of the black war horse, his expression was a little embarrassed, the reason why he was like this was because, he had a tendency to cleanliness, and he disliked that the back of the horse was not "clean", so he had never ridden a horse a few times in his life, so his riding skill level was the same as just getting started.

When Lu Yu stepped on the stirrup and "reluctantly" sat on the back of the horse, Yan San, who had already ridden another war horse, saw that his "future son-in-law" was not very good at riding.

"Shuwen, as far as I know, your family is quite wealthy, how can you ......" Yan Sanhui, who saved a little face for Lu Yu, didn't say the words "can't ride a horse", but the meaning of his words was already obvious.

"Back to my predecessors, I'm really just a ...... Scholar ...... "Lu Yu, who can't explain his "mental illness", can only use the excuse of "useless is a scholar" as a shield.

"Hehe, let's go......" This time, Yan Sanhui finally recognized Lu Yu's excuse, and he replied with sympathy.

"Da, da, da......" A minute later, the three black war horses walked through the winding mountain road down the mountain, because Lu Yu's riding ability was low, and only played half of the normal speed of the war horse he sat on, so the travel speed of the three war horses was not very fast.

However, no matter how slow the horses were, they were faster than the carriages with the "carriages", and in less than ten minutes, the three horses arrived at the mountain pass.

At this time, Lu Yu found that about a hundred knights wearing a fast hunting costume were waiting outside the mountain pass, they were the subordinates of the chief catcher Yan Sanhui in the Prison Division, this time, Yan Sanhui brought them all out.

As soon as Yan Sanhui, Yan Wushuang and Lu Yu met with the arresters who had been sentenced to prison, everyone immediately set off, and there was no meaning in dragging mud and water at all.

"This is my son-in-law...... Lu Yu, Lu Shuwen ...... "On the road, Yan Sanhui, who continued to move forward without looking back, shouted loudly at the subordinates who followed behind, "Last night, if he hadn't come to the rescue, killed two people from the Western Regions, and smashed the floor of the Drunken Wind Building, releasing a lot of people, what would it ...... If you are burned to death, you will have to produce at least another three or four hundred ......."

"Good ......" originally disliked Lu Yu's very "awkward" group of fast hunters riding horses, but after listening to Yan Sanhui's account of Lu Yu's "heroic deeds", they all immediately looked at Lu Yu with admiration and praised them one after another.

"He's a scholar, he's not very good at riding horses, don't dislike him......" Less than ten seconds after praising Lu Yu, Yan San said another word to disparage Lu Yu, saying that Lu Yu couldn't cry or laugh.

"Ha, ha, ha......" After finally knowing why the son-in-law of his head catcher rode so "awkwardly", the catchers all laughed, but in their laughter, there was a lot less dislike and more of a "clear" meaning.

"Hello brothers, I'm ......Lu Yu, who was "molested" with a red and purple face that was "molested", and introduced himself.

As soon as Lu Yu finished introducing himself, Yan Sanhui, who was walking side by side with him, explained to him: "This time, our plan is like this......