It was getting late, the sun was slowly setting, and the sky in the distance was a pale red haze, and it was delayed for a long time, and it was now approaching night, but there was not a village or town in sight.

Looking around, Lin Ye couldn't help frowning slightly, although it is not impossible to rest for one night in this wilderness, but if there is no choice, who will rest in this kind of place?

Taking advantage of the fact that the sun had not completely set and disappeared, and there was still some light between the heavens and the earth, Lin Ye couldn't help but speed up his pace and continued to walk forward, but he wanted to see if he could find a village or a post station before the sky was completely dark.

"Huh? This is? Suddenly, Lin Ye's eyes shrank slightly, and he saw a dilapidated temple located behind the grass on the left side in front of him.

And in front of that temple, a high mound of tombs.

Approaching the light Lin Ye and looking at the words on the tombstone, I saw that it read: Dead husband and mother, Lin Zhennan, the tomb of Wang Lan, and the unfilial son Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi!

This is actually the grave of Lin Pingzhi's parents, his face changed slightly, Lin Ye broke into the broken temple in an instant, and saw a skeleton lying on the ground, the ground was stained dark red with blood, and the skeleton was crawling with maggots.

Since Lin Pingzhi erected a tombstone for his parents, he thought that the skeleton on the ground was the corpse of the camel Mu Gao Feng outside the Saiwai.

Judging from the blood on the ground, it has been more than a month.

"Saiwai Ming has also heard this name, even if his martial arts are not as good as Fei Bin and others, but they are not far behind, Lin Pingzhi I only taught him the stability and strength of the foundation, and even this foundation has not been fully taught, even if this Mu Gaofeng is the enemy first, but it is by no means the opponent of this Mu Gaofeng, there must be others to help, it's just that not dying is a good thing, I hope that the next time I see you, I can give me some surprises." Looking at the skeleton of Mu Gaofeng on the ground, Lin Ye thought secretly in his heart.

Mu Gaofeng's corpse was now only a white bone, and there was no injury at all, but the bones were not broken, and the skeleton was intact, obviously he was killed by a sharp weapon that cut his blood vessels or pierced his organs, Lin Ye speculated.

For Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye regarded him as half an apprentice, and he also cared a little about him, otherwise he would not have carefully taught him the basics and led him to the way of the sword, instead of becoming a vassal of his own way of the sword.

Kicking Mu Gaofeng's bones aside, Lin Ye walked towards the inside of the ruined temple, sat on a pile of hay next to the corner, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged.

On the second day, when the sky was a little brighter, Lin Ye got out of the broken temple and continued to rush forward, and now there are only a few days before the Heroes Club of Songshan, and on the way Lin Ye has been delayed for a long time, if he doesn't go all out, he will definitely not be able to catch up.

However, Lin Ye did not show the slightest sign of hurrying, and still maintained his original speed and hurried in the direction of Songshan.

After four or five days, I have arrived in Henan, if you say that the two strongest sects in Henan, they belong to Songshan and Shaolin.

And at this moment, just entering the territory of Henan, you can see groups of people in the rivers and lakes with swords, but they all heard that Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, held a hero meeting, and specially came to see the excitement.

At this moment, a faint sound of the huqin floated from a distance, the sound of the qin was desolate, and it seemed to cry, but this was the sound of the qin outside the inn that day, but at this moment, there was a trace of gold and iron in the sound of the qin.

The sound of the piano and the sound of the sword.

The sound of the huqin penetrated into my ears, and it only felt like a sharp sword hanging in front of me, but this was the integration of sword intent into the sound of the qin.

"Xiaoxiang Night Rain: It's great, it's interesting." At the beginning of the inn, Lin Ye didn't think of the head of the Hengshan faction for a while, but at this moment, when he heard the sound of the huqin, Lin Ye knew that the person was great.

In the entire rivers and lakes, there may be people who know more about music and rhythm than Mo Da, and there may be people who know swordsmanship better than Mo Da.

But just like Moda, there are very few who fuse their sword intent with the sound of the piano.

With the combination of music and martial arts, even if it is today, Lin Ye has only seen three people, and two of them are Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng that day.

Stopped, two or three moved, and Lin Ye chased in the direction where the sound of the piano came.

After four or five minutes, the sound of the piano still lingered in my ears, but there was no such figure in sight, but the sound of the piano was getting louder and louder.

Bypassing a path, I saw a slender old man with his back to Lin Ye, wearing a green cloth robe and a huqin in his hand.

"Great." Looking at the old man with his back to him, Lin Ye said slowly.

"Exactly." I saw Mo Da turn around, his face was sleazed, the sparse white beard on his chin, and he bowed slightly.

"Call me for what?" Looking at Mo Da, Lin Ye said slowly.

"A few days ago, you helped the Demon Sect ask the heavens?" Mo Da looked at Lin Ye and said.

"Oh?" Hearing Mo Da's words, Lin Ye sighed lightly.

This was not unexpected by Lin Ye, after all, in that pavilion that day, he also caused a lot of trouble, and there would inevitably be some rumors in the rivers and lakes.

"Regardless of whether it's true or not, I'll at least tell you that this time the Songshan Heroes Club, the Tianmen Dao people of Mount Tai, the Yue Buqun of Huashan, the Dingxian of Hengshan, Zuo Lengchan, the Fang Zheng Master of Shaolin, the Chongxu Daoist of Wudang, and some other righteous path masters, all gathered together, and now in the Jianghu martial arts, it is rumored that you and Xiang Wentian are in the same group, but they are people in the Demon Sect." Mo Da looked at Lin Ye and said.

"So what? But I'm curious why you're here to inform me. Looking at Mo Da, Lin Ye said slowly.

"You saved me from Hengshanmen that day, and I naturally want to repay it." Mo Da looked at Lin Ye and said.

"Something interesting." Looking at Mo Da, Lin Ye couldn't help but chuckle.

"Your disciple is now going to Luoyang." Suddenly, Mo Da opened his mouth and said to Lin Ye.

"Huh? You killed that Mu Gaofeng? When Lin Ye heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at Mo Da and asked.

"I passed by the broken temple that day, but I helped out." Mo Da nodded lightly.

"In this way, it seems that I have fallen into a favor for you." Sighing slightly, Lin Ye looked at Mo Da and said.

"It's a gesture." Mo Da looked at Lin Ye and said.

"Where is he now?" Looking at Mo Da, Lin Ye spoke.

Since Mo Da helped Lin Pingzhi kill Mu Gaofeng, then Lin Pingzhi should be safe and sound, but where is he at this moment?

"Fuzhou, he said he went to Fuzhou." Mo Da said.

Fuzhou, Lin Ye nodded lightly and didn't ask Mo Dazhi if he didn't know, what did Lin Pingzhi do when he went to Fuzhou, as long as he knew where he went, it was enough, and when he had free time, he would go to Fuzhou once.

"How are your martial arts compared to those people you said?" Looking at Mo Da, Lin Ye suddenly asked.

"Not as good as them." Hearing Lin Ye's words, Mo Da was slightly stunned for a moment, and spoke, but then added: "Slightly inferior by three points." ”

"The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sound of the sword is the piano; I'd like to see your sword. Looking at Mo Da, Lin Ye spoke.

(I made a mistake before, and I uploaded it with Google Chrome, so I didn't typeset it...... ）