"It's a little bit tough. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Mo Yi said with a smile.

"From Wuzhou City here, you will definitely encounter eighteen evil bandits, and you naturally won't come here from that side." Mu Hongyun seemed to see through him, "With your martial arts, it is not easy to come here from Mingyue City. You should know that there will be more bandits in the future, so you don't dare to go any further—you're waiting......"

"The seniors have a unique eye, and the kid admires it!" Mo Luo's little abacus was seen through by him, and he was not flustered at all, "Since the seniors can guess these things, then you should know that the kid has no malicious intentions." ”

"You want to follow us to Wuzhou City safely?" The person who spoke this time was Liu Ziyi.

Mo Yi nodded silently.

No matter how stupid Jin Santai was, he could understand Mo's intention to lose from their conversation, and he pouted, "Brother Mo is really hypocritical, you can say anything directly, you have to be tricky." ”

"That's not because I'm afraid you won't agree." Mo Yi scratched his head in embarrassment, looking like an honest man, "If I don't make you feel that you owe me a favor, how can I be sure that I will let you help me." ”

"Brother Mo, you think too much." Luo Zhisheng patted him on the shoulder, and said awe-inspiringly: "My immortal life is a righteous sect, how can I refuse you." ”

"Then thank you," Mo Yi bowed to Mu Hongyun.

No one could see it, and a sly look flashed across his face as he lowered his head.

Mu Hongyun stopped his movements, "As Zhisheng said, this is just a gesture, little brother doesn't have to be too polite." ”

Mo Yi nodded and dragged the wild boar into the stove.

It was nearly dark.

In the inn, Old Man Yan lit a candle and held a jar of liquor on the wooden round table. The way he looks now, he really looks like an innkeeper.

Mo Yi picked up a piece of meat and chewed it, took a bowl of wine in one hand, and poured it hard, the taste of wine and meat mixed together, which can be described as a refreshing piece.

Yao Ying buried his little face on the fragrant pork leg meat, and his small mouth made delicious words from time to time.

Jin Santai looked left and right, and suddenly cast his eyes outside the door. He was sprinkled with a piece of on his head by the hateful parrot during the day, and naturally his heart was thinking about revenge.

He said he had the drug, and it was true. Seeing that everyone was munching on meat, he wanted to take the opportunity to lure the damn parrot here and give it a taste of what kind of medicine it was.

Luo Zhisheng obviously noticed his obscene actions, leaned over and said with a drunken face: "What, do you want to eat roasted parrots?" ”

"Shhhhh......h ”

The next morning.

"It's dawn...... Hurry up......" was still a high-pitched scream.

Mo Yi frowned and opened the door, and saw the black guy on the railing outside the door.

Well, it's the black guy.

Mo Yi hugged his arms and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but smile, "It seems that you kid has offended a lot of people recently, and you deserve to be like this." ”

"You deserve it...... You deserve it......" The parrot flapped its wings, trying to shake the ink on Mo Yi's body.

Mo Yi watched its movements, quickly turned over and entered the room, and closed the door with his hand.

Half an hour later, Jin Santai's voice came from under the bamboo tower, "Brother Mo, you're ready to go!" ”

Yao Ying was still lying on the couch sleeping soundly at this time, and drops of saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. Mo Yi picked up a gong and put it to his ear, slapped his right hand suddenly, and there was a bang.

The little guy woke up covering his ears and looked at his eldest brother dissatisfied, "Brother, are you still letting people sleep?" ”

"Pack up what you need to bring in half an hour." After Mo Yi said this to him, he picked up his backpack and went out of the room.

Downstairs.

After a day of meditation and pranayama, the faces of Mu Hongchen and his party have improved a lot.

Although their sword induction method was counterattacked, causing their skills to regress by nearly half, as long as they recuperated for a long time, their skills could still be cultivated.

At this time, everyone pushed out the four large carriages, packed their luggage, and was about to leave here.

Mo Yi saw the shameless smile on Kim Santai's face, and immediately thought of the parrot that was dyed black by ink.

"Brother Jin seems to be very happy." Mo Yi took out his white horse, walked up to him with a smile and said.

"Where, where!" Kim Santae forced a smile and waved his hand.

Mo Yi said in a low voice: "Did you get that guy above?" If yes, I advise you to take advantage of the opportunity to run away. ”

"Run for what?"

"That little sparrow is very spiritual, and it will complain to Old Man Yan."

"What?" Jin Santai was startled, and hurriedly said to Folding Curtain Hongyun: "Uncle Mu, I'll wait for you on the road ahead first." ”

Before he could reply, he had already spread his feet and ran away.

Before Mu Hongyun could speak, he saw him running away, and looked at Mo Yi with some puzzlement, "What did the little brother tell him, how do I think this kid is a little flustered?" ”

Mo Yi pointed to the black parrot on the bamboo building.

Mu Hongyun looked in the direction of his finger, and suddenly understood, and looked angrily at the direction where Jin Santai left, "This bastard boy! ”

Two days later.

Mo Yi followed a group of Changshengmen people escorting the goods through a village, and said in a strange way: "The bandits are so ferocious, how often are the villages looted?" ”

"Little brother doesn't know, this village is protected, and no bandits dare to loot it indiscriminately." Mu Hongyun explained.

"Protected by the Eight Great Factions?" Don't lose and ask again.

Mu Hongchen shook his head and said, "In the land of rivers and lakes, Wuzhou City, the eight major factions have supreme authority. But out of Wuzhou City, these places are no longer under their control. ”

"Who's in charge?" Mo Yi is actually very clear, but he doesn't want to show it too clearly.

"In addition to bandits, there are naturally countless sects of different sizes." Mu Hongchen pointed to the village and said, "As far as I know, this village is called Longyin Village, and it belongs to the management area of the Seven Seas Jiaolong Society—in the next seventy miles, there will be many villages, and each village will donate food to the Seven Seas Jiaolong Society every year to seek refuge. ”

"Ordinary bandits are active outside the city of Wuzhou, the land of rivers and lakes, and they dare not loot the villages that exist in the local area, only passing by the merchants, because there is no force to take care of them, so they have the courage to block the road and loot."

"I see!" Mo Yi made an ignorant appearance.

Because the 10,000-person martial arts meeting is about to be held, there are now more and more pedestrians on the road. Because Mu Hongchen and his party were escorting a large number of goods, the speed was naturally not very fast.

Judging the arrival time, Mo lost all the way on horseback but was very leisurely.

He saw a large number of Northern Barbarians and Qin people on the road going to the land of rivers and lakes to participate in the Ten Thousand Martial Arts Meeting, and he often felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Participating in the Ten Thousand Martial Arts Meeting should have been his plan.

However, because of the body of a hundred difficulties, he had to give up.