Guo Mo left the palace.

At this time, the city gate was closed, Guo Mo found a lot where no one was, and the golden goose volleyed into the air, flew up the wall, and then floated down from the city wall.

From Lin'an to Jiaxing, less than 200 miles.

Came to the post station outside the city, obtained a fast horse with the help of the arrow, and headed to Jiaxing.

Jiaxing, in the northeast of Lin'an, was originally Xiuzhou.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, Xiuzhou was changed to Jiahe County, and the first year of Ning Zongqing of the Southern Song Dynasty was promoted to the county as the government, and later changed to the Jiaxing Army.

Guo Mo spared no horsepower, galloped all the way, and only changed horses once at the post station halfway.

At midnight, he arrived outside Jiaxing City, and Guo Mo first arrived at the pavilion outside the city.

In the Song Dynasty, the pavilion post was completely separated from the correspondence and mail, and only performed the duties of an official guest house.

From the outside, it looks like a magnificent temple, a rather stylish official mansion, and a mansion of a wealthy family.

Guo Mo showed the token and registered the words "Imperial City Division".

The staff on duty, regardless of the irritability of being woken up in the middle of the night, accompanied Guo Mo into the hall with a smiling face.

It is pointless to enter Jiaxing City in the middle of the night.

Moreover, Jiaxing is so big, you may not be able to find it alone.

The point is that these people may not go to the city to live in a hotel.

Guo Mo drank a bowl of hot tea first, and the night in the winter moon was still a little cool.

Looking at the pavilion servants waiting on the side, Guo Mo suddenly thought of a question and asked.

"You're a local?"

"If you go back to Shangcha, the small one is the local clan, and the ancestors have lived here for generations, and they are very familiar with each other."

The eyes of the museum attendants are naturally bright.

Guo Mo smiled "hehe", took out five taels of silver from his arms, and threw it to him.

"Jiaxing's Iron Gun Temple, where is it? How far is it from here? ”

Guo Moke clearly remembers that the Iron Gun Temple in Jiaxing is also a very important plot tipping point in the world of double eagles, and it is not good to say that this group of people can really fall there.

"You really asked the right person, the Iron Spear Temple is outside Jiaxing City, but it's not in our direction."

"You always came from 'Lin'an', you came from the southwest, the Iron Gun Temple is more north, if you enter the city, you can go out of the north gate for three miles."

"If you don't enter the city, there is a small road to detour from this place now, but it will take ten miles more."

It's really "money can make ghosts grind", this museum official "snapped" in great detail, and I couldn't wait to take Guo Mo over to see it in person.

"So how should 'Mandarin Duck Villa' go?"

Guo Mo thought that since he had come here, if time permitted, he should also go to the master's manor to have a look.

"It's not far away, come out of the 'Iron Spear Temple', go west, about five miles. It was originally the residence of a criminal official, but it was later bought and became the current 'Mandarin Duck Villa'. ”

"Hehe, thank you very much, I'll just ask. Go and help me change a good horse, I'm going to have to go soon. ”

After inquiring about what he wanted to know, Guo Mo knew it in his heart, and he was still thinking about the plan for a while.

After all, "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng is also there, and there are two masked masters who are not inferior to him?

Although Guo Mo couldn't guess who it was for the time being, if the three of them were really present, he might not be able to snatch Yang Guo back from them.

Guo Mo was in the pavilion for about two quarters of an hour, trying to keep himself in the best condition.

Then, ride your newly changed fast horse and follow the trail and take a detour to the Iron Gun Temple.

The Iron Gun Temple is located in the north of Jiaxing City, which is built to commemorate the five generations of famous generals, the Iron Gun Wang Yanzhang.

Next to the Iron Spear Temple, there is also a tall tower with crows nesting on the top.

The local villagers call the crows in the Iron Spear Temple a god soldier, and over the years, there have been more and more crows.

There were still two miles away, so Guo Mo dismounted, tied the horse to the woods by the roadside, and hurried to the Iron Spear Temple alone.

As he was walking forward, he was still a mile away from the Iron Spear Temple, and he vaguely heard someone whispering on the other side.

Guo Mo hurriedly dodged aside, and after a moment's effort, he saw two people walking from the direction of the Iron Spear Temple.

"Venerable Master, how can this little prince treat us like this? After all, everyone has been with the Sixth Lord for so many years, is it really not as good as a new Taoist? ”

"I'm still covering my face all day, hiding my head and covering my tail, and I look like I can't see anyone, bah - something!"

"Master Pengzhai, don't be angry, let's take a piece of money as an errand, that person loves to be in the limelight, let him go out."

"On this trip to the Great Song Dynasty, I can see it, or it's better to live peacefully, haven't you seen the sand gang leader? I couldn't even get the corpse back after I died, it's pitiful. ”

The two of them sighed as they walked, as if they were both injured, and soon passed in front of Guo Mo's eyes.

The Venerable Master and the "Thousand Hands Slaughter" Peng Lianhu?

It seems that their group has really settled in the Iron Gun Temple.

Guo Mo didn't care about the two of them, and continued to walk towards the Iron Spear Temple.

The Iron Gun Temple is not big, there is a half-pull courtyard in front of the temple, and there is not even a gate.

In the distance, I saw several horses tied to the side, and lights flashed in the temple.

You have to know your confidants, and listen only to what you say.

Guo Mo tiptoed to sneak in, took the light body technique to the extreme, and flew to the windowsill of the Iron Spear Temple.

There were really people inside, but Guo Mo investigated it, and there were only three people's breath, and one was obviously a child.

Aren't their people together?

But since the child is here, he can't afford to look for someone else.

"Little prince, what you asked just now, it is difficult to agree to the poor way."

A stiff voice, dry.

"Dao Chief, the kid really wants to worship you as a teacher. If the boy can worship under the door of the Taoist, the boy is willing to implore my father to seek the position of 'national teacher' for the Taoist. ”

Wan Yankang's voice came, as always, full of "sincerity".

"Haha, with all due respect, the little prince also wanted to worship under the door of that 'Western Poison' through the sixth prince, but didn't he fail to do so in the end?"

"He's just a little Dharma King I'm teaching, and he's not willing to accept his apprentice, so why do you want to be poor?"

These words reveal extreme arrogance and disdain.

Wan Yankang's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, but he continued to speak.

"The Taoist chief misunderstood, Mr. Ouyang was mainly hindered by the ancestral teaching, and the inheritance of the White Camel Mountain was passed on alone. If I had known that this was the case, my father and I would not have taken the liberty of asking for apprenticeship. ”

"Hmph, he is a single person in the White Camel Mountain, is there no rule under the poor Dao Sect? Poor Dao only accepts talented people, do you know Poor Dao, why did you grab this doll? ”

When the man said "doll", his voice was rarely filled with a trace of warmth, and he gently patted Yang Guo who was sleeping in his arms with his hand.

"Although this son is only more than a year old, he is a rare 'innate body' in the world! In the future, martial arts training will inevitably get twice the result with half the effort, and it is very accessible. ”

Guo Mo, who was hiding outside, felt very puzzled when he heard this person's words.

How did Guo'er become an "innate body"? Could it be because I used the "Jiuyang Divine Skill" to warm the meridians for him, and the effect produced made this person misunderstood?

Wan Yankang listened to the words of the Taoist, and he didn't know what to say, and he didn't even know whether to tell the Taoist that the child he was holding was his son.

Don't watch Yan Kang's ruthlessness towards Yang Tie and his indifference to Mu Nianci, but the moment he saw Yang Guo, Yan Kang's heart beat inexplicably, this is my son?!

Yes, whether he is Wanyan Kang or Yang Kang, the one-year-old child in front of him is his son!

Wan Yankang's ambition is not small, but he suffers from the fact that he has no powerful martial arts to practice.

Especially in the past few years, whether it is Ouyang Ke, Guo Jing, or Guo Mo, all of them are far above him in martial arts.

He didn't say anything about it, but he was very jealous in his heart.

I have worshiped so many teachers in the palace, and I have worshiped the Quanzhen Sect Qiu Chuji as a teacher, and I have worshiped Mei Chaofeng as a teacher of the "Black Wind and Double Evil", but his martial arts have always stagnated at the second-rate level.

It's easy to meet two more powerful masters, and they both rejected him for various reasons.

Thinking of that time inadvertently, seeing the person in front of him, who once took out a secret book from his arms for detailed reference, Wan Yankang's heart suddenly moved.

"Haha, yes, this kid's appearance is really enviable."

"Dao Chief, the night is cold and windy, although our mission failed this time, the kid took a jar of wine from the palace and came out, and he is willing to share it with Dao Chief."

As he spoke, he took out a two-pound small wine jar from behind him, came to the offering table of the Iron Spear Temple, and took down two bowls from the offering table.

He poured out the offerings inside, washed them with water from his own water bladder, and poured two bowls of wine.

came to the Taoist and handed over a bowl with a smile.

The Taoist covered his face, and his two eyes were exposed, emitting an eerie light.

"Haha, the little prince is so polite, then let's drink a bowl of poor road."

After Lao Dao finished speaking, he didn't finish the bowl handed over by Yan Kang, but reached out to ask for it, and Yan Kang was ready to leave the bowl for himself.

The atmosphere in the Iron Spear Temple froze suddenly, and the eyes of the two were silent, and they clashed several times.

"Haha, okay, it's an honor for the kid to give you a bowl of wine."

During the whole process, Wan Yankang always smiled, and handed over his bowl of wine according to the meaning of the Taoist.

When the Taoist received the wine, Wan Yankang held the bowl of wine in his hand with both hands.

"Although there is no blessing to worship under the Taoist Chief, it is the luck of the kid to be able to work with a master like the Daoist, and the kid did it first as a respect."

After speaking, he tilted his neck and drank the bowl of wine, and then showed the bottom of the bowl.

I poured another bowl and took a shallow sip.

After seeing Yan Kang, the Taoist took the bowl of wine that he had originally given him, and after drinking it, there was nothing unusual.

Suddenly I felt that I was thinking too much, and I couldn't help but blush.

Fortunately, it was night, and he was still wearing a face towel, so it was not so embarrassing.

The Taoist also held the wine bowl, gently lifted the face towel at the corner of his mouth, and drank a bowl of wine.

Seeing that the Taoist finished drinking, Wan Yankang's smile became even brighter.

"Dao Chief, you came to Dajin Country relatively late, I wonder if you have heard the story of the kid?"

Wan Yankang fiddled casually, and the bonfire lit in the temple asked calmly.

"Oh, the story of the little prince? Poor Dao listened to it a little, and I don't know which one the little prince is referring to? ”

After listening to Yan Kang's strange question, the Taoist didn't know how to reply to him for a while.

"Recruit relatives in martial arts! More than two years ago, the kid won a woman in a competition on the street of 'Zhongdu'. ”

The corners of Wan Yankang's mouth were filled with a smile, as if he had returned to that snowy day.

"Hmph, it doesn't just look like you've won a woman, right? It just so happened that the woman's stepfather still had something to do with the little prince, right? Haha-"

The Taoist seemed to remember something funny, and looked at Wan Yankang with disdain.

"That's right, that person's name is Yang Tiexin, and he is said to be my biological father. I forgot to tell the Dao Chief, the one named Yang Tiexin, Dao Chief, you have just met. ”

Wan Yankang had already stood up and came to the Taoist with a smile.

The Taoist inexplicably felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"Can't remember who it is? It was in the tavern outside the city of 'Lin'an' that when the Taoist chief robbed someone's child, he kicked the shopkeeper away. Hahaha-"

Wan Yankang suddenly laughed unscrupulously, venting his dissatisfaction and resentment that he had suppressed for too long.

"That person is Yang Tiexin? And this kid? The Taoist seemed to suddenly realize something.

Wan Yankang was still smiling, came to the Taoist, stretched out his hand and snatched the child in his arms.

And in the whole process, the Taoist didn't have the slightest reaction to refuse.

"How did you poison it? Didn't you drink too? ”

The Taoist finally knew that he had finished Yan Kang's Dao in the end.

"In the eyes of the Taoist chief, Wan Yankang is an ant-like existence, the kid begged hard, but you abandoned it like a shoe."

"Dao Chief, you know that the child you regard as a treasure is my own son. Hahaha-"

"Little prince, it seems that all this is a misunderstanding, since it has been said, I will take this child as an apprentice, and you are his father, then we are a family."

"If the little prince really wants to learn the 'Xuanming Divine Palm' of the poor way, the poor road can just let the little prince copy a copy, why hurt the harmony."

"Hahaha-the Taoist is scared? Do you find that you have no internal strength? Are you still thinking about going to the power to force drugs? ”

"Actually, in those two bowls of wine just now, the kid was drugged, no matter which bowl you choose, the result is the same. It's just that the kid poured another bowl of greed, and he put the antidote in it. ”

"It's not a poison, it's just that within an hour, you can't mobilize your true qi, and you're just weak. One hour, enough kid to get your cheats. ”

After speaking, he reached into the arms of the Taoist, took out a cyan soft bag, and opened it to take a look.

There is a secret book "Xuanming Divine Palm" inside, and a palm-sized red token.

Wan Yankang didn't think about it, and put it into his arms.

"Ahh

Wan Yankang is really a ruthless person, and he doesn't leave any trouble for himself at all.

The "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" poked out, and actually ripped off the entire left arm of that person.

"Hmph, you, a bastard from the Western Regions, are also worthy of yelling in front of the master, and you still want to rob the master's son?"

"Yang Tiexin, although the master doesn't recognize him, he can't really let outsiders bully him, you will compensate him for this arm."

The Taoist has no skill now, and one arm was torn off alive, and the blood stained the entire body, and he died of pain.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

A round of applause came from outside the temple, and then the temple door was pushed open.

"Wonderful, wonderful—"

"Who?"

After being satisfied with Yan Kang, Ji Lingling shuddered and turned back to the door to look.

Guo Mo walked in from outside the temple.

"I haven't seen you for more than two years, should I call you Wan Yan Kang, or should I call you Yang Kang?"

"Is that you?"

When he saw the faces of the people who came, Wan Yankang knew that today's situation was probably troublesome.

"It's me, I was originally worried about the 'Western Poison' Ouyang Feng here, and I heard that there are two masked masters. Oh, this must be one of the masked masters, right? ”

"Guo Mo, what are you doing here? There doesn't seem to be any grudge between you and me? ”

After hearing Yan Kang say this, Guo Mo realized that he didn't seem to have any direct grievances with this person.

If you have to say that he is grabbing his apprentice in his hands, it seems that he is still someone's own son, with the strange theory of the Taoist just now, he can be regarded as "his own person" after following Yan Kang?

"No grudges? It seems that there are many things that you don't know yourself. ”

Guo Mo's confident performance made Wan Yankang, who had always been conceited, at a loss.

"My name is Guo Mo, the late Xiaotiangong, I also have to call 'Daddy', how did he die? He was killed when Yan Honglie sent people to slaughter Niujia Village! ”

"The reason for Tu Cun is very simple, because Wanyan Honglie fell in love with your mother, so he wanted to let her family die, and then he would come out to play a good person and come to a 'hero to save beauty'."

"Needless to say, you know the rest of the story. If you have to call Yan Kang, do you think there will be a grudge between us? ”

"What? You said that my father sent someone to slaughter the village? No way! How is that possible? My father loves my mother like that......"

Wan Yankang was also shocked by Guo Mo's remarks, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that what Guo Mo said should be true.

In other words, if it were him, he would do the same, in order to achieve the end and unscrupulous means.

However, it was my mother's mother......

"Don't worry, I won't put this grudge on your head, whether you admit it or not, you are the son of Uncle Yang, and I won't want your life."

"As for Wanyan Honglie, if he lives long enough, when he sees him one day, I will personally take his head."

"Then why are you here tonight?"

Hearing Guo Mo say this, Wan Yankang was even more confused, and he couldn't understand Guo Mo's intention.

"For him, this is my third disciple, leave it to me."

"What?"

When Wan Yankang saw Guo Mo, he actually pointed to the child in his arms and said that it was his third disciple.

Suddenly, there was something complicated about emotions.

"Wan Yankang, you know that you are not my opponent at all, and the tricks you will do will not have a chance to show in front of me."

"If you happily leave it to me, maybe I can bring you some benefits."

"Benefits?"

Wan Yankang was a little confused, but he inexplicably felt that this Guo Mo in front of him would really bring him unexpected benefits......