In the blink of an eye, it had been several days since Ling Muyun entered the palace to meet Mao Dongzhu, and after coming out of the palace, Ling Muyun did not stay in the capital for long, and took Lu Gaoxuan and the two out of Yanjing City, and went straight to Wutai Mountain in Shanxi. Eight books and forty-two chapters, those in the hands of the Manchu nobles naturally have Mao Dongzhu, the fake queen mother, to find a way, and the remaining two have to be figured out by himself. And he went to Wutai Mountain this time to get the forty-two chapters of the Zhenghuang Banner from the hands of Emperor Shunzhi, who had already become a monk.

Originally, Ling Muyun wanted to come by himself, but Lu Gaoxuan insisted on accompaniing, and Ling Muyun thought that it would be good if there was someone to talk to on the road, so he asked Lu Gaoxuan to follow. Because things are not in a hurry, Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan are not in a hurry, they just believe in the horses, eat at restaurants, stay at inns, and travel for two days, and have not yet left the realm of Zhili.

At this time, Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan were hurrying on their way, when suddenly a northeast wind blew, and a burst of soybean-like rain fell in mid-air. Lu Gaoxuan looked up and saw a cloud of dark clouds floating in the sky from afar, so he asked Ling Muyun for instructions: "Young Master, this rain is not small, do you think we are looking for a place to hide from the rain?" ”

In order to make it easier for Ling Muyun to walk outside, he had agreed with Lu Gaoxuan in advance, asking Lu Gaoxuan to call him Young Master, instead of calling him Young Master or Young Master or something like that, so as not to be detected by outsiders.

Ling Muyun nodded: "Okay." ”

The two of them then headed west along the avenue, looking for shelter from the rain along the way. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was not even a house or a pavilion along the way, and after a while, Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan were both soaked by the rain, Ling Muyun smiled and said to Lu Gaoxuan: "Mr. Lu, now we can go slowly, anyway, we have already become soup chickens, and we are not in a hurry at this time." ”

Lu Gaoxuan said with a ashamed face: "It's all because the subordinates are not thoughtful and didn't prepare rain gear in advance, which caused the young master to get drenched in the rain." ”

"Mr. Lu, you don't need to blame yourself so much, you are not thoughtful, didn't I think of it? Let's not talk about the two bosses, they are all about the same, so I don't need to mention this here. ”

Lu Gaoxuan saw that Ling Muyun was considerate of his subordinates, a flash of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and he didn't say anything more.

The two of them rode for a while, and when they heard the sound of water, they came to a river, and in the rain there was a hut not far upstream of the river. Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan were overjoyed, and hurriedly urged the horse to go up the river, although Ling Muyun was already a chicken in the soup, and he was not in a hurry to say a word for a while, it was just a word of self-comfort in desperation, and if he could find a place to shelter from the rain, who would be stupid enough to stay in the rain and get drenched?

When they got closer, Ling Muyun and the others saw that the hut was a dilapidated temple, and the whole temple was crooked, looking like it was in disrepair, not only the doors and windows were rotten, but even the roof had collapsed. But it is still a shelter from the rain, although it is dilapidated, but it is better than nothing, and now the two of them put the horses at the entrance of the temple and walked into the temple. Entering the temple, a damp musty smell suddenly came to the face, which was quite unpleasant, but under the heavy rain, Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan were not easy to find fault with, so they had to go into the temple to hide from the rain.

Lu Gaoxuan grabbed some broken tables and chairs in the temple and split them with his bare hands, and found a dry place to build a small bonfire, with a bonfire to keep warm, but the situation was much better.

Seeing that Lu Gaoxuan split the tables and chairs with his bare hands and took the wood like folding flowers and willows, it was extremely easy, Ling Muyun couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart, don't look at this Lu Gaoxuan looks like a literati's bookish spirit, but the kung fu in this hand is really unambiguous, but it is also sharp and restrained, not as sharp and exposed as those masters in other Shenlong Sects, it is really rare.

Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan sat by the fire, took off their soaked clothes, dried them over the bonfire, and put them on again. Seeing that the sky outside the temple was getting darker and darker, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, it seemed that he couldn't stop for a while, so Lu Gaoxuan took out the dry food bread from the package and shared it with Ling Muyun. Although Ling Muyun, who was accustomed to eating delicious food, had a hard time appetizing in the face of dry dough, he also knew that everything was simple when he went out, so he had to deal with it reluctantly.

Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened, this time it was not because of the darkness caused by the gathering of dark clouds, but it was really late, it was dark, although there was no clock time, it should have reached the appearance of unitary time, the rain outside still did not decrease by half a point, if there was no accident, the two of them were probably going to spend the night in this broken temple.

Just when Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan were sheltering from the rain and roasting the fire in the temple and were drowsy, they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves from far and near, obviously someone was hurrying in the rain, and there were quite a few people listening to the sound. Immediately afterwards, a burst of people shouting and neighing sounded outside the temple, and it was obvious that these people also stopped outside the temple. An honest and honest voice then sounded: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm talking about this small temple, although it is a little dilapidated, but it is barely possible to shelter from the rain." You see, there are horses tethered in front of this gate, and there are already people here to hide from the rain. ”

Another voice said, "Just such a ruined temple? It's almost collapsed, can this fucking shelter from the rain? ”

"Isn't it, can you still stay in this broken temple? What kind of road did you kid bring? Don't even have a decent place? Don't want a reward? Then a few more voices chimed in, all clearly dissatisfied with the man who had led the way in the first place.

An old but somewhat sharp voice suddenly sounded: "Okay, when you go out, how can you pay so much attention to it?" It's nice to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain for a while, so let's go inside. ”

Evidently the owner of this old voice was very dignified in this crowd, and as soon as he said this, the others immediately stopped squeaking, and each dismounted and bolted his horse, and walked towards the temple with noisy steps. Immediately after that, there was a "click" sound, and the rotten temple door was kicked off, and a group of people walked in.

Ling Muyun raised his eyes and saw that there were more than a dozen people coming, all of them burly with swords at their waists, except for two people, one was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a coarse cloth shirt, with an honest face, looking like a nearby mountain people. The other was an old man of sixty or seventy years old, with gray hair, wearing a melon skin hat, his face was white and beardless, his face did not even have a fold, and his old eyes were not only not faint, but also faintly glittered when he turned.

As soon as these people entered the door, Ling Muyun's heart was full of awe, although these people were all wearing civilian clothes, but their demeanor and posture faintly showed a trace of official temperament, the knives worn by the waists of the dozen or so big men were exactly the same as the saber styles of the imperial guards, and most of them were imperial guards.

If it's just these dozen big men, it's okay to say, although it is not difficult to see that these big men are all armed with martial arts, but as far as he observes, at best, it is the level of Mao Eighteen, if he makes a move, it will be a matter of backhand if he wants to clean up these people. What really made Ling Muyun jealous was the old man who was the leader, on this old man's body, he actually felt a faint pressure, obviously this old man was a real top master!

Ling Muyun's eyes were deep, and the thoughts in his heart flickered: "How could this heavy rain barren mountain meet such a group of people, what are they going to do?" And that old guy, when did such a powerful master emerge in the Qing court? ”

While Ling Muyun observed these people, these people also saw Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan in the temple, but they didn't care about it after just a little glance, although Ling Muyun also wore a long sword around his waist, but his face was too confusing, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he was born and looked so handsome, looking like a rich boy, although he had a blade, it was estimated that he was a good person, what real skills could he have? As for Lu Gaoxuan, he has a bookish atmosphere, like a teacher, and he is naturally excluded from the threat.

Because the ruined temple is really dilapidated, there are many rain leaks, and there are not many dry places to live, a big man with a saber walked straight towards Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan next to the fire, stopped in front of the two, took his chin and pointed at Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan: "You two go away, we want this land." ”

Ling Muyun immediately smiled, buttoned his ears, and asked with a slanted face, "What did you say?" Can you say that again? ”

The big man snorted, "Boy, are you deaf? Uncle, I'll tell you to get out, we want this land. ”

Ling Muyun smiled, turned his head to Lu Gaoxuan on the side and said, "Old Lu, you said that if you stay well, and suddenly a leper dog barks at you out of nowhere, what should you do?" ”

Lu Gaoxuan said: "Then I have to spend some time to get rid of it." ”

"But the problem is, young master, I'm afraid that I will dirty my hands and feet by beating this leper dog, so what should I do?"

"That's easy to do, my subordinates will help the young master send it away."

Lu Gaoxuan said a word, the sitting figure did not move, a hand suddenly reached out, and before the big man with the saber understood what was going on, he asked Lu Gaoxuan to grab his wrist, and pulled his arm, the big man suddenly leaned forward and leaned down according to his strength, and then Lu Gaoxuan's palm let go of the big man's arm, and slapped it on the shoulder of the big man, only to hear the sound of "click", and your big man suddenly screamed and flew out.

"Choking" "Choking" There was a sound of drawing swords, and those sabber men saw that their companions were at a loss, so they pulled out their blades one after another and surrounded Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan.

"Where did the thief come from, he dared to do it to the masters!"

"It must be a wandering Jiangyang thief, take it down!"

…… Ling Muyun said: "Lao Lu, these miscellaneous fish will be handed over to you." ”

"Young master, rest assured, his subordinates will never let these miscellaneous fish spoil the mood of the son." As he spoke, Lu Gaoxuan's figure bounced up from the ground like a civet cat, and rushed into the crowd like lightning.

(To be continued)