With the sound of gongs, the team of the lord of Bei'an entered Hangzhou City in a mighty manner.

Zhang Mu rode on a horse, escorting and the little county lord in the direction of Tianxin Garden.

Just as the city gate was about to be closed, a huge caravan with about dozens of people in it.

They led the mules and horses, drove the carriage, the carriage and the manger, bulging, large bags and small bags with a lot of things, at the moment outside the city of Hangzhou waiting to enter the city.

One of the carriages opened a gap in the window slightly, and behind the gap, Fang Rui was wearing a cyan straight jacket and a square scarf, and his eyes looked at Zhang Mu's back viciously, gradually moving away.

He was originally ordered by the saint to go back to Shaanxi to restore his life, but as a result, just a few days after he left on his front foot, he heard that something had happened to the saint.

Only then did he hurriedly gather his men and horses, disguised as a merchant traveler, and prepared to find the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden.

"Who is in the carriage?" At this time, one of the bannermen guarding the city came over noisily, ready to inspect the carriage.

A fat man who took the lead, about forty years old, hurriedly took out a treasure note from his sleeve, and when others were not paying attention, he stuffed it into his hand and said with a smile: "Master, in the car is my master and family." You can be accommodating. ”

The chief flag officer glanced down at the treasure money in his hand, showed a contemptuous smile and said, "What are you doing in Hangzhou City?" ”

The fat man bowed his waist and smiled: "Originally, we were going to deliver the goods to Wenzhou, but we heard that there was a lot of trouble over there." My lord then instructed us to go to Hangzhou to join our relatives first. Wait for this chaos to pass, and then make plans. ”

"Defecting to relatives? Who is it? The chief flag officer asked nonchalantly.

"It's the Xie family in the east of the city, Xie Yuanwai." The fat man said with a smile on his face.

When the chief flag officer heard that it was the old Xie family, he couldn't help coughing, he originally saw these business travelers, thought they were big fat sheep, and was ready to slaughter a few knives.

But as soon as he heard that it was the Xie family in the east of the city, he also gave up, after all, it was the Xie family who was a well-known rich man in Hangzhou, and immediately said: "Don't say it earlier." Let's go inside. ”

As soon as the chief flag officer spoke, the searching soldiers hurriedly let them go.

Fang Rui sat on the rickety carriage with his eyes closed.

The most difficult thing in my mind right now is to find the Holy Maiden.

He knew in his heart that the saint had a high status in the Ming Sect over the years, and in the hearts of the sect members, she was like a god.

Moreover, in the past few years, Han Lin'er has rarely asked about matters in the sect, and it is basically a saint's decision.

This time something happened, coupled with Han Gang's death, Han Lin'er now has no one to inherit his mantle, and there must be some infighting within the Ming Sect.

Over the years, if it weren't for the saint's constant pressure, I'm afraid it would have turned the world upside down.

Originally, he already felt that it was impossible to find the saintess, but seeing that Zhang Mu was still alive suddenly ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart.

At the same time, he was slightly disappointed in his heart, and sighed lightly: "Why is she still alive?" If she also dies ......, the old man of the Ming Sect may not have the strength to fight. ”

Less than a stick of incense had been walking into the city, and a beggar sneakily slipped into the procession, and went directly to the side of the carriage, and no one stopped him.

Apparently these people knew the beggar.

The beggar knocked lightly on the car door and whispered, "Master Fang." After careful inspection just now, Zhang Mu's accompanying team did not find the whereabouts of the holy aunt. ”

"Hmm." Fang Rui groaned and said, "Keep staring at him." ”

The beggar hurried away.

All this did not attract anyone's attention.

Fang Rui pushed open the car window, looked at the pedestrians on both sides of the street in Hangzhou, and muttered: "It seems that the holy woman fell into the hands of this kid." This time, the old man will definitely not let you get away with it again. ”

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Zhang Mu went to Tianxin Garden to resume his life, and naturally he inevitably let the county lord of Jiangdu give him a reward.

Although it was said to be frightening, it scared her enough.

Seeing that the little county lord came back safely, he asked Zhang Mu to go back to rest earlier.

And the little county lord saw that Zhang Mu was tired for a day, so he didn't pester her anymore, but let him go back.

When Zhang Mu came out of Tianxin Garden, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Hurriedly took his men and horses and headed towards the post station.

On the way, I passed by a tea shop, and on the second floor of the tea shop, a fat monk was sitting.

He was open and exposed, wearing a tattered robe, and reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, at first glance he really thought that Maitreya was reborn, and the great immortal descended to earth.

He was the ethereal Zen master of the bloody demon girl that day.

In front of him, instead of a Buddha statue, there were five kneeling people, one by one drooping their heads, not daring to say anything.

Waiting for the bluestone slab of the carriage crusher to pass by, the ethereal Zen master suddenly opened his eyes.

A moment later, a nervous sound of going upstairs was heard, followed by the door being pushed open.

A shopkeeper wearing a kitten in green clothes knelt on the ground and said, "Sect Master, I saw Zhang Mu's carriage passing by just now, and I didn't find any signs of a demon girl. ”

Just saying this, the shopkeeper said in a low voice: "However, there is also one thing that is very suspicious. ”

The Ethereal Zen Master took a deep breath and waved his hand, "That's it." ”

"Muslim Master, the group of them were all on horseback, but there was a carriage in them. There were clearly people in the carriage. It is impossible to tell who it is. The shopkeeper said.

"What about Zhang Mu?" The ethereal Zen master asked.

"He also rode a horse." The shopkeeper replied.

The ethereal Zen master sneered and said, "Sure enough, that demon girl fell into the hands of the government. It seems that we have bothered to save it. ”

"How does the sect leader know that the demon girl is in the hands of the government?" One of the moments asked.

"All of them were on horseback, what did they want the carriage for? The person in the carriage, who could it be if he wasn't a witch? You go and keep an eye on that Zhang Mu for me to see what he does next. Ethereal smiled.

"Sect Master, do you think that kid will be the same path as the demon girl, and he is also a member of the Ming Sect?" One of them hurriedly asked.

The Ethereal Zen Master's gaze changed suddenly, and he was instantly hideous, raised his head and glared at him angrily, and said, "Fool, if you go to find someone, you won't find it." ”

At that moment, those people hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The ethereal Zen master got up slowly, don't look at him fat, but his movements were particularly vigorous, and he instantly came to the side of a big man, pressed his Tianling cover with his palm, and said coldly: "When we went to kill the demon girl that day, the demon girl was obviously going to take that kid's sacrifice flag. You can't see it, no wonder you're as stupid as a pig. ”

Saying this, his palm strained slightly, and suddenly there was a sound of bone cracking, and the big man suddenly fell to the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices.

The people around him were terrified.

"Demon girl, demon girl, I see that you fell into the hands of the government this time, how many days do you have to live? Hahahaha....... ”