Xiang Yan, Qu Feiyan and Zhong Ling walked towards the stone steps. There is a stone step in the cave that leads to the outside of the valley, and Zhong Ling, Wu Yazi, and Su Xinghe all pass through this stone step out of the valley. Xiang Yan had never been out of the valley, and this was the first time he had stepped on the stone steps.

After walking more than 100 steps, he had turned three corners, and faintly heard the sound of rumbling water, and after walking more than 200 steps, the sound of water was already deafening, and there was light in front of him. At the end of the stone steps, there is a cave in front of you. The three of them went out of the cave, only to see that outside the cave was a big river, the cave was about ten zhang high from the river, even if the river rose sharply, it would not flood into the cave.

Zhong Ling led Yan and Qu Feiyan to the nearby market, bought three horses, and the three of them rode to Suzhou.

More than one day, the three came to the outside of Suzhou. Xiang Yan bought incense candles and paper money, and asked, "Where does the Murong family live in Suzhou?" Qu Feiyan and Zhong Ling both looked at each other, and the three of them were speechless. Xiang Yan had no choice but to ask the people along the way where Murong's family was, but he asked seven or eight people in a row, and none of them had heard of any big people surnamed Murong in Suzhou.

Qu Feiyan guessed: "Could it be that the Murong family is no longer in Suzhou?" Xiang Yan said: "Wu Yazi said that Murong's family is in Suzhou!" Qu Feiyan said: "Wu Yazi said that the Murong family was in Suzhou thirty years ago. But since he was plotted, he has been trying to dispense medicine in Dali to heal his injuries, and he has not been to Suzhou for thirty years. Xing Murong's family moved away in the past thirty years. Xiang Yan said: "What should I do then?" Where do we go to find the Murong family? ”

When the three of them were ignoring it, they suddenly heard Zhong Ling's excited voice shouting, "Brother Duan! Brother Duan! "Rode his horse and ran forward. Xiang Yan and Qu Feiyan looked forward along the horse that Zhong Ling was riding, and saw a monk riding on a horse, holding the reins of a horse ridden by a son with his left hand. The boy's hands were stiff and hung down at his side, obviously being hit by someone's acupoint.

The young scholar was dressed up, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and was very handsome. Xiang Yan nodded, and praised in his heart: "This person must be Duan Yu, and he really has a good appearance, no wonder Zhong Ling never forgets him." Qu Feiyan said next to Xiang Yan's ear: "Brother Yan, that Duan Yu is more handsome than you." ”

Xiang Yan nodded, did not speak, and looked at the monk again. The monk was wearing a yellow monk's robe, less than fifty years old, cloth clothes and shoes, his face was radiant, faintly like a treasure flowing, it was like a pearl and a precious jade, naturally shining. Xiang Yan praised in his heart: "This man must be Gu Mozhi." is worthy of being the national teacher of Tubo, and at first glance, he is a monk who has attained the Tao. ”

Duan Yu's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "Sister Zhong Ling, you go quickly." Zhong Ling said: "What are you going?" Don't be afraid! He said to Gu Mozhi again: "You big monk, did you arrest my eldest brother Duan?" Another finger pointed at Yan and Qu Feiyan and said: "My big brother and big sister are very powerful." You'd better let my big brother Duan go, lest my big brother and big sister beat you. ”

Gu Mozhi glanced at Xiang Yan and Qu Feiyan, and recited the sentence "Amitabha Buddha" in his mouth, without answering Zhong Ling's words. Duan Yu shouted: "You guys go quickly, this great monk's martial arts are very high, you can't beat him." Xiang Yanxin said: "This reputation is good, he himself is in danger, and he doesn't want to provoke the relationship between us and Gu Mozhi, so as to get out, but let us go quickly." ”

I heard another person: "Little prince, it's you!" Hey, great monk, why are you embarrassed by this prince? Do you know who he is? "The person who came was an old man with an obscene appearance and a young man in his twenties. The old man scratched his scalp and said to Duan Yu: "Little prince, I'll unlock the acupoints for you first." As he spoke, he walked a few steps and stretched out his hand to solve Duan Yu's acupoints.

Duan Yu was busy again: "Wait! This master was alone, and he defeated my uncle and the five masters of Dali and captured me. He was a close friend of Mr. Murong and wanted to burn me as a sacrifice in front of Mr. Murong's grave. The two of you have nothing to do with the Gusu Murong clan, so let's go quickly! Sister Zhong Ling, and the two who came with Sister Zhong Ling, you should also go quickly! Don't give your life in vain. ”

Xiang Yan heard Duan Yu say that Gu Mozhi was Mr. Murong's best friend, and he was also here to pay tribute to Murong Yong, so he couldn't decide whether to save Duan Yu for a while, so he looked at Qu Feiyan and asked for her opinion. Qu Feiyan thought for a while and said, "Brother Yan, you have always wanted to see the original of the "Sunflower Treasure Book", and the "Sunflower Treasure Book" was obtained by Dali Duan for you. Now the descendants of the Duan clan in Dali are in danger, and we can't ignore it. ”

Xiang Yan thought about it, although it was said that the "Sunflower Treasure Book" was created by Li Xian and Tong Guan according to the "Evil Warding Sword Method", but if there was no Dali Duan Shi threading the needle from it, Xiang Yan would not have been able to hand over the "Evil Warding Sword Method" to Li Xian and Tong Guan himself, and it would be impossible to get the original "Sunflower Treasure Book" from Li Xian and Tong Guan. He nodded and said, "Well, you're right. ”

The old man reached into his arms, took out a golden abacus, held it high and swayed, and said: "Great monk, Mr. Murong is your good friend, but this little prince is my good friend, I advise you to let him go!" The young man shook his hand and removed the soft whip that was wrapped around his waist. The two of them snatched up at the same time in front of the Hatoma Chima.

Duan Yu shouted again: "Hurry up, you can't beat him." Gu Mozhi smiled faintly and said, "Do you really want to do it?" The old man said: "This fight, called a tiger swatting flies on the head, knowing that it can't beat you, you have to give it a try, life and death...... Ahh ”

"Life and death" or something has not yet been spoken. Gu Mozhi has reached out to dodge the soft whip in the hands of the young man, followed by a "snap" sound, turned over the soft whip, rolled the golden abacus in the old man's hand, the whip was raised, and the two blades flew to the lake on the right side at the same time, seeing that the two blades were about to sink to the bottom of the lake, how to know that the strength of Gu Mozhi's hand made it just right, and the soft whip turned over, just wrapped around a willow branch hanging on the surface of the lake. The willow branches are soft and shaking, and the golden abacus is patting the water surface, dotting into ripples. The old man and the young man looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.