Chapter 207: Liufu Villa

When his group of dead soldiers set out from the Immortal Pavilion, they had already been told by the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Pavilion that it was also very important to protect Mu Lianqi's own safety.

Once they found out that Mu Lianqi was reckless and reckless, and put himself in danger along with the dead soldiers of the Immortal Pavilion, they could restrain Mu Lianqi and take him away first, without asking Mu Lianqi's opinion.

They were also instructed to give them a chance to avenge the dead soldiers, but only once was enough.

At any other time, you don't have to obey Mu Lianqi's dispatch, just protect Mu Lianqi, and don't pay attention to other things.

The Pavilion Master of the Immortal Pavilion gave them another secret order, and when it was really critical, there was nothing they could do if they couldn't protect Mu Lianqi.

The dead man of Jiamen still remembers what the young pavilion master who is not enough for the weak crown said:

"His life is precious, my father died in vain to protect him, and I don't know how many dead soldiers he has buried for him over the years, which is enough to be worthy of him, if he is so careless and regards the lives of the dead soldiers of the Immortal Pavilion as a mustard, then why should I care if he lives or dies?"

The dead understood in an instant.

The pavilion master is domineering, not only has he entered the ranks of the first gate at a young age, but he is also the first person in the first gate of the cave heaven blessed land, and even Cheng Qian, the master of the first gate, is not the opponent of the pavilion master.

He also attaches so much importance to the lives of the dead soldiers, so that the dead soldiers are not convinced.

A few days ago, the reason why that Jiamen dead soldier agreed to Mu Lianqi's order to go to Xue Mansion to kidnap people was also because the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Pavilion said that he could take revenge once if he had the opportunity, but only once, otherwise how could he be at the mercy of Mu Lianqi.

The dead soldiers of the first gate should have the arrogance of the dead soldiers of the first gate.

No one can command them except the Pavilion Master.

It was precisely because of this that when Xu An lurked to the periphery with a hundred or so people, those dead soldiers didn't even care about it, and let them kill Fan Hong's men in the periphery.

At this time, Eniang had escaped, and Xue Dongyuan had no worries.

He quickly rendezvous with his men, intent on revenge.

Mu Lianqi originally wanted the dead soldiers to get rid of Xue Dongyuan, but those dead soldiers didn't listen to him at all, and they had to carry him away, so angry that Mu Lianqi smoked seven orifices, but there was nothing he could do.

More than half of his manpower was quietly disposed of, and there was a huge disparity in numbers with Xue Dongyuan's side, so he couldn't take advantage of it, so he had to withdraw from the secret passage with Fan Hong and a few other henchmen under the escort of the dead soldiers.

The secret passage was full of temporarily dug traps, and although it didn't get rid of Xue Dongyuan's manpower, it more or less hindered his steps.

Xue Dongyuan hated Mu Lianqi wearing a mask the most, but his eyes were vicious, just from the steps and breath of the dead soldier of the first gate beside Mu Lianqi, he could see the depth of this person's kung fu.

His legs were wounded, and he was not sure that he would be able to win against the Dead Soldiers, so he did not dare to chase too closely.

As a result, the distance between the two sides is getting further and wider.

In the end, there was not even a shadow to be seen.

Xue Dongyuan was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, but his legs were not suitable for walking anymore, so he could only order the people under his command to search this piece to the bottom, and he took a few people to send the injured and unconscious Xue Donghai and Meng Shi and others back to Datong.

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Lu Yang flew with Einiang for a while, and only dared to slow down when he left the place far away.

If it weren't for the fact that Eniang had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, Lu Yang really didn't know if he could carry her.

She had hoped to find a populated place to land, but she soon found that she had flown into a mountain range in a hurry.

As far as the eye can see, there are mountains in addition to the reckless mountains.

Seeing that the wing pattern was getting shallower and shallower, Lu Yang was in a hurry, her body was extremely weak, and she couldn't support it anymore.

In the haze, he seemed to see curling green smoke rising in the distance, Lu Yang was overjoyed, and flew away in that direction.

Sure enough, I saw a building in the basin surrounded by mountains.

Looking closer, it is obvious that it is a mountain villa, and the houses are all built of nearby wood, quite in the style of Jiangnan Minor.

And the scenery here is melancholy and beautiful, picturesque, there are several waterfalls that flow down in the mountain villa, one after another clear springs, so clear that you can see the swimming fish in the spring, it should be the summer resort of a large family.

There is also a loess path that winds its way from the front of Zhuangzi to the mountains.

Lu Yang didn't dare to enter the village, and flew to a peach forest about seven or eight miles away from the villa.

To the northeast of the peach grove is a thatched hut that seems to have just been inhabited, with only a few inconspicuous places in the corners with some cobwebs, and only a thin layer of ash in the next place.

The hut had a plank bed and a stool polished with wooden stakes, and beyond that, there was no extra furniture.

Fortunately, there was a firewood knife behind the door, Lu Yang laboriously reached the firewood knife, cut the knot, saw that there were two bundles of straw in the corner of the wall, and carried it to the wooden bed by the window of the thatched hut, took a bundle and spread it out, moved Huiniang to it, and took a bundle of straw to cover Huiniang, and then hurriedly flew to the villa.

Before the imprint disappeared, Lu Yang landed not too far from the villa.

When she limped closer, she saw that the stone tablet standing in front of Zhuangzi was engraved with four big characters: Liufu Villa.

The door of Zhuangzi was tightly closed, and Lu Yang's knock on the door was too abrupt, startling a few birds on a banyan tree in front of the door, and the birds fluttered and flapped their wings and flew away.

After a while, he heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from inside, Lu Yang hurriedly straightened his hair and clothes, and waited for someone to open the door.

But she waited for more than a dozen breaths to move the door, and she approached the door with some confusion, but felt something hard hit the back of her neck.

There was a slight sting.

Lu Yang subconsciously looked up, and saw a face full of wrinkles like old bark, staring at her like a pool of stagnant water, which scared her into a spirit that took several steps back and fell to the ground.

It's like a ghost.

When he looked at it again, the face was gone, and Lu Yang hurriedly patted his chest to settle down.

She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to knock on the door again.

This time the door opened, but it was the corner door on the west side of Zhuangzi, and the face peeked out from there.

It was an old woman who couldn't see her age, her gray hair was combed back into a bun, her face was full of wrinkles, and she was wearing a dark blue plain cardigan with narrow sleeves, with a fragrant pin-pleated skirt, which looked very simple and clean.

It turned out that it wasn't a ghost, it really scared her.

Lu Yang saw the old woman waving at her, and hurriedly walked over and gestured.

The old woman made a few short sounds, comparing them with Lu Yang, but she was also a dumb mother-in-law.

There is no school for the deaf and dumb in this time and space, and it is actually difficult for the mute to communicate with each other.

The small notebook and charcoal pen that Lu Yang carried with him had fallen from his sleeve on the way to be arrested a few days ago, and he couldn't write.

Lu Yang saw that this was not good, it was too delayed, so he squatted on the ground and grabbed a small pebble to write and asked the dumb mother-in-law if she could read.

Fortunately, the mute mother-in-law turned out to be literate, although she didn't know much, simple communication was no problem.

Lu Yang was immediately overjoyed and wrote: "Old woman, where is there a hospital around here, my mother is very sick, and if she doesn't find someone to treat her, I'm afraid that my life is in danger." ”

The dumb mother-in-law hadn't seen anyone for a long time, and when a dumb person like her appeared, she was very curious.