PS: Thank you for the tips for laughing at the meteor shower, the oversized bricks, and the three children's shoes of the Seventh Military Governor!

“……”

His eyes looked at the drag marks on the ground in a daze, and Yue Yuan was thoughtful about the traces in front of him. And the donkey under the crotch is even more stable, and the whole head is sniffing something on the ground.

"Brother Yue, what did you find?"

Later, Lu Wushuang, who didn't follow, asked from afar.

"Oh, nothing!"

"Let's go!"

Shaking his head, Yue Yuan turned his head and answered, then dragged the donkey, let it turn its head, and went in the direction of Dasheng Pass.

At the moment of turning around, Yue Yuan thoughtfully glanced at the thatched bushes in the distance on the side of the road, then ignored them and walked away.

In the thatch!

Li Mochou, the red practice fairy, held the donkey, and looked at Yue Yuan's back as he turned away with worry, until the other party completely disappeared from sight, Li Mochou let out a long breath. Right now, she wasn't completely ready to face this Taoist priest.

"Let's go, Limbo, we'll follow too!"

But giving up the secret transmission of the five poisons, this is not Li Mochou's mind, the figures of Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang disappeared out of sight, and then he said to Hong Lingbo, who was also hiding beside him.

“……”

Hong Lingbo blinked his eyes and looked at his master, although he wanted to ask the reason, but he could only nod, got out of the thatch, and followed.

Compared with the previous ones, this time the master and apprentice were more careful in their movements, and the distance was getting farther and farther.

On the road, Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang's donkey steps were not fast, and as the two of them advanced, they passed by groups of knights riding high-headed horses from time to time, or people who were hurrying with light skills.

Compared with Yue Yuan, they are all in a hurry, far less slow and leisurely than Yue Yuan.

Even if it's in a hurry, it's just leisurely.

"Are we going to be that fast?"

Beside him, looking at the knights who were riding tall horses and disappearing from sight, Lu Wushuang couldn't help but speak, and there was a trace of worry in his tone. I'm worried that I won't be able to make it within the allotted time.

"Hmm!"

"That's fine!"

Yue Yuan pondered for a moment when he heard this, nodded, and agreed. So they each took a turnip out of their bag, tied it with a rope and hung it on a stick, and laid it down in front of the donkey's head. Suddenly, the donkey's movements sped up.

……

The distance from Xiangyang to Dasheng Pass is not short, and in the afternoon of the next day, Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang are also close to Dasheng Pass.

What a dangerous pass!

Standing beside the donkey, Yue Yuan looked at the pass with a flag not far in front of him, and his eyes showed appreciation.

In terms of majesty, this great victory pass is not as good as the Great Wall, but at the moment it can stop Mongolia, it also represents the goodness and importance of this pass. And that Lujiazhuang is located here.

Step forward.

After handing over the donkey to the soldiers guarding the gate, and rewarding some broken silver at random for the guards guarding the gate to help take care of the mount, Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang entered the big victory level one after the other.

Dasheng Pass is not an ordinary pass, it is a small town inside.

As soon as he entered it, Yue Yuan found many ordinary merchants and the families of some army soldiers wandering around the town. But what really catches your eye is not this town, but a manor not far away.

This manor is quite large, occupying more than 100 acres of fields, and countless peach trees are planted around the village. It's a pity that the season is autumn now, and I can't see the peach blossoms blooming, which makes this big victory less colorful, and bare and a little more gloomy.

Surrounded by peach trees, a gate towers over.

On the plaque on the door, there are three big characters - Lujiazhuang!

This is the venue for the Heroes Conference.

Before he got closer, Yue Yuan heard the bustle coming from the village, and it was obvious that the Heroes Conference was about to begin.

"Seems to be a little late!"

Tied up the long hair on his sideburns, Yue Yuan muttered to himself, but the person was about to enter it with Lu Wushuang.

That's when --

An unbridled sound of horses' hooves sounded from behind, accompanied by countless exclamations and rebukes.

Well?!

Feeling the strong wind behind him, Yue Yuan hurriedly grabbed Lu Wushuang beside him, his body spun, and he avoided it.

"It's not bad!"

In the neighing of the horses, a frivolous tone said condescendingly.

Frowning, Yue Yuan slowly turned his head, his eyes looked towards the source of the sound, and what he saw was a large group of strong people riding horses. The other party and his party looked more like soldiers than people in the rivers and lakes. And the most eye-catching thing is the other party's hairstyle, which is completely different from the hair of the Central Plains people, with many more small braids, some of which are directly distributed, and some are even bald. And the clothes on the body are decorated with fur.

But even so, it is difficult to hide the fierce and bloodthirsty aura it carries.

What does this look like......

It should be the Mongols.

Glancing at the pedestrian casually, Yue Yuan's gaze fell on the young man who had just said that he had failed to ride a horse and hit someone, but he praised the martial arts skills.

This is a young man dressed as a noble son, although he is wearing high-grade fur ornaments, he does not have the slightest noble son's temperament in the fur, which makes Yue Yuan feel more evil in the eyes of the other party.

There is extravagance, but the temperament of the son is not seen at all.

The contemptuous gaze was withdrawn from the noble prince, and Yue Yuan's gaze fell on the young fat monk on the back of a horse next to the noble prince. This monk looks honest, with a bright head, a horizontal face, and a stupid air all over his body.

At this moment, the eyes of the young and fat monk did not fall on Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang, and his gaze fell directly on the plaque of Lu Jiazhuang.

Thinking in his heart, Yue Yuan retracted his gaze again, but this time his gaze fell on the middle-aged man in the middle. The middle-aged man is dressed in a yellow robe, extremely tall and thin, his body is like a bamboo pole, his head is slightly sunken, like a saucer, and his eyes are like the eyes of an eagle, which are extremely sharp.

Looking at the appearance of this group of people, Yue Yuan already knew the origin of this group of people.

It was the Mongolian national teacher King Jinlun and his apprentices Darba and Huodu. And it was Huo Du who hit people with a horse before, and the young fat monk was Darba.

It's really amazing!

Thinking of the previous group of people who were so hard and hit people, you can imagine their temperament. Mongolia conquered the east and west, destroyed the country and slaughtered the city, and its soldiers or martial arts people, sure enough, they were all murderous people, and their evil spirit can be imagined, and they completely regarded life as a mustard.

There was no avoidance, no retreat, and no speech.

Yue Yuan was wearing a golden Taoist robe, and he stood in front of Lu Wushuang like this, looking at the Golden Wheel Dharma King who was riding a horse in the middle.

"Huo Du, stop!"

"We are facing Guo Jing now!"

Just when Huo was impatient and wanted to solve it, King Jinlun spoke up and said, "Get off the horse and enter Lujiazhuang!" ”

"Humph!"

Huo Du folded the fan in his hand, and snorted angrily at Yue Yuan's back, but he couldn't help but listen to the master's words. For Yue Yuan, the biggest reason why Huo Du rode his horse to hit him just now was that he was extremely unhappy to see the other party's golden robe.

Moreover, Huo Du felt that he had just seen the meaning in the contemptuous gaze of this Taoist priest, was this bull nose laughing at his clothes for not wearing them well?

Huo Du, who was trampled by thousands of grass and mud horses in his heart, could only hold back his anger under the orders of King Jinlun. The hem of his clothes flicked and he walked into Lujiazhuang angrily.

"O Master! The monks kill people, and they won't enter the blissful shijie at that time! ”

At the moment when he was wrong with the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Yue Yuan said so indifferently.

"Taoist, Taoism pays attention to inaction. Besides, don't Taoists know the Buddhist Shura Vajra? ”

In the face of Yue Yuan's indifferent persuasion, King Jinlun folded his hands and replied like this.

As the words fell, King Jinlun had already entered Lujiazhuang with his apprentices, leaving Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang standing quietly outside.

Long.

The autumn wind has struck, and the leaves have fallen innumerable.

Gently patted Lu Wushuang's shoulder, and the internal force poured into his body, expelling the fear of the lame girl who was temporarily frightened by the evil spirit of this group.

Yue Yuan looked back at this Lujiazhuang, he knew that the heroic conference that affected the rivers and lakes of the Great Song Dynasty had officially started with the involvement of King Jinlun and his party.

And how can this heroic conference be without itself?!

Dressed in gold, Yue Yuan entered Lujiazhuang with Lu Wushuang, who was still a little frightened!