Chapter Seventy-Four: Mu Zi's Quest for Relatives
Mu Zi went north for many days, and he walked unhurriedly. Riding a red horse, with her spear hanging from the victory hook, and a bright red dress, it was unusually dazzling in the northern autumn day.
Mu Zi's fame is different from other knights. She didn't fight or grab, except for the competition in Medicine Immortal Valley, at other times, all the fights she fought were forced to be helpless. A few years ago, when her father and mother were still there, Mu Zi was also the eldest lady's temper. Over the years, without shelter, the sharpness of the body has been exhausted, and the whole person is like a piece of warm jade, which is beautiful but fragile.
After walking out of Luoyang for a long time, my body was a little tired. It happened that there was a tea stall on the side of the road, so she tied her horse and drank saliva before leaving.
Xiao Er of the tea stall is a very stout man, with a horizontal face, and he doesn't look like a good person. But the tone of his voice is extremely lively. In broad daylight, next to the pipes, there is no black shop open in this kind of place.
"Girl, your tea." This little second didn't care about the mask on her face, it seemed that she was someone with some knowledge.
Mu Zi took a sip of tea and frowned, how could this tea smell of medicine.
Seeing Mu Zi frowning, Xiao Er smiled and said, "Girl, what we have here is medicinal tea. If you can't get used to drinking it, you can replace it with water. Don't worry, you don't charge for tea or water."
"No money?" Mu Zi was a little puzzled, is this tea stall doing charity?
Xiao Er said, "Our helper asked me to set up a tea stall here, and provide free tea to passers-by without charging money."
Mu Zi nodded: "Thank you so much...... I'm not used to drinking this medicinal tea, so change it to water."
"Okay."
Xiao Er ran to change the tea, and at this time, a young fat man dressed as a scholar in a long shirt walked into the tea stall.
"Third brother!" The fat man shouted at Xiao Er, "Are there many people today?"
Xiao Er put the water on Mu Zi's table and replied to the fat man: "Go back to the second master, there is no one today."
The fat man found a table and sat down, and asked in a low voice, "Our medicinal tea...... Does anyone drink it?"
Xiao Er's face was a little ugly, and he replied in a low voice, "To be honest, no one drinks."
"Why?" The fat man was a little puzzled, "The prescription I worked so hard to prepare is to strengthen my body." I also added hawthorn and tangerine peel, which should taste good."
"Not bad? This soup is worse than medicine, and I want to say, don't toss."
"I'm wondering, it's all Chaolan Valley's prescription, why doesn't anyone like to drink this medicinal tea?"
Hearing the words "Chaolan Valley", Mu Zi couldn't help but prick up his ears.
Xiao Er waved his hand and said, "The things at the entrance are delicious. Don't mess around."
"Hey," the fat man sighed, "that's fine, you're busy, I'll go back."
The fat man got up to leave, but Mu Zi turned around and said, "Please stay."
The fat man stopped, looked at the woman in red in front of him who was covered by a mask covering half of her face, and asked, "This woman, is there something wrong?"
"You...... Is it from the Arashiya Valley?"
The fat man was a little alarmed: "What's wrong?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not looking for fault, I'm ...... It has something to do with Changfeng Tower."
The fat man frowned and asked, "Does it have anything to do with Changfeng Tower?" Woman, who are you?"
"My surname is Mu, my single name is Zizi, and my grandfather's name is Mu Shangbin."
The fat man shook his head and said impatiently, "I don't know." As he spoke, he was going to leave again.
Mu Zi hurriedly said, "You call him the Ninth Master."
The fat man stopped suddenly, that's right, the ninth master is indeed surnamed Mulai. Since he was a child, he has been shouting the ninth master, the ninth master, and no one else in the valley dares to call the ninth master by his name, so he really doesn't know what the ninth master's name is.
But the fat man still kept an eye on it, and sneered: "We have a lot of enemies in Changfeng Building, do you say yes?"
Mu Zi reached into his arms, took out a thing, and said, "A few days ago in the Medicine Immortal Valley, I met your Chaolan Valley girl Li Fenglan, and she gave me this bell, saying that it was someone who saw you Chaolan Valley and could show this thing.
The fat man looked at the object, and sure enough, it was a brass bell that had been pinched and deflated, and immediately changed his face:
"Ahh It's really Lan'er's bell! Did you really see them? How are they?"
Mu Zi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the fat man recognized the bell, and replied with a smile, "They are fine, but Miss Li Fenglan was injured a few days ago, but she is fine."
The fat man was obviously very happy, and he smiled and said, "My name is Tan Wushuang! It's our junior in Chaolan Valley, and I offended a lot just now, and I'm mainly afraid that an enemy will come to the door......
"I understand."
"What," the fat man looked around and said to Xiao Er, "You are busy first, and I will take this Mu girl back to the gang."
Gangli? Mu Zi was a little surprised, what help? Moreover, if this fat man is from Chaolan Valley, how did he come out? Didn't you say that Asarashiya released a total of three people this time?
But Tan Wushuang's sincerity and diligence really don't look like pretending.
Tan Wushuang jumped on his horse and said, "Come with me."
Mu Zi drank two sips of water, got on his horse and followed Tan Wushuang.
Although she doesn't know Mu Zi, she is the granddaughter of the ninth master, and she can be regarded as an old man, and the two are still the same generation.
As he walked, Tan Wushuang said, "Our gang is on the mountain, and we can get there in half an hour. Since I was a child, I haven't heard Jiu Ye talk about family matters, and we don't dare to ask. By the way, Miss Mu, how old are you?"
It was rude to ask age, but Mu Zi didn't care, she replied, "Twenty-one years old."
"Yo, then I'll have to call you sister."
Mu Zi smiled and didn't refuse.
Tan Wushuang continued to chatter: "Our gang is called the Grinding Gang, which I founded with my good buddy Fu Xiaohu. Of course, Xiaohu is now under the pseudonym Fu Bufan, I don't have a pseudonym, so there is no need for that."
The name Grinder Gang is ...... in every sense It's all a bit of a tiger.
Mu Zi asked, "I heard that Chao Langu only let Li Fenglan and the three girls out this time, but I didn't hear that others were also released."
"Hey," Tan Wushuang said, "sneaked out." The valley lord watched it strictly and didn't let us young people come out. But I have been in the valley since I was a child, and I am all young men, so where can I stay. So I ran out with Xiaohu and the two of us, and we were lucky, we took in some brothers, and we also made some money, and then we formed the Mill Gang."
After saying this, Mu Zi was even more puzzled: Is it so simple to create a gang now? Can two children who smuggled out of Asarashi Valley form a gang? Where did they get the money? Where does the manpower come from?
While talking, the two had already arrived at the gate of the Mill Gang. There were a lot of people at the door, mostly masons. Masons were building the walls, and a frame had just been erected for a grand gate.
A lean man saw Tan Wushuang and Mu Zi, and greeted him with a smile: "Second master, who is this girl?"
"Don't ask, *** live. Where's the big boss?"
"Teach the children how to practice."
When the two entered the gate, they heard a neat and childish shouting from inside. It turned out to be a tall and thin man teaching a group of kids boxing.
"Little Tiger!" Tan Wushuang shouted at the man.
Fu Xiaohu stopped teaching and let the children play by themselves, he walked over, looked at Mu Zi, and asked, "Who is this girl?"
Tan Wushuang whispered, "Let's talk in the lobby."
Ordered the horses to be taken care of, and the three of them entered the newly built hall. There was no furniture in the lobby, and the white ash on the walls had not yet dried.
Tan Wushuang whispered, "This is the granddaughter of the Ninth Master, Mu Zi, Sister Mu."
Fu Xiaohu trusted Tan Wushuang, and immediately said eagerly, "It turned out to be my own family, and I was neglected. Fat Tan, get some tea."
Mu Zi hurriedly said, "No need, I've drunk it on the way."
Tan Wushuang smiled and said, "This is Fu Xiaohu, and now he is the leader of our Mill Gang."
Mu Zi frowned again: Shouldn't the gang boss be the gang leader? How can you still be in charge?
Fu Xiaohu asked, "Sister Mu, you came here to ...... this time."
"In order to meet my grandfather, I have met your Miss Li Fenglan, she
He who gave me the token."
Tan Wushuang told the experience of the two meeting again.
Fu Xiaohu nodded, and then felt a little embarrassed: "Is this the case...... Sister Mu, although we are our own people, but, we can't accompany you to Chaolan Valley, you can rest here for a few days. I'll tell you the truth, the two of us sneaked out, and this time, if we are detained, we will be in trouble."
"Don't worry, I'll just go by myself. You don't have to stay for a few days."
Tan Wushuang smiled and said, "Since the two of us came out, we haven't seen our own people for so long, so you can rest assured that you can live here. Besides, the ninth master is very tough."
As the three of them were talking, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl bowed her head and walked into the lobby.
Fu Xiaohu asked the girl, "Miss Xiaofu, what's the matter?"
Seeing that there were outsiders, Xiaofu lowered her head even more, and she whispered, "Big boss...... My father, let you go."
"Okay, I'll go over here." Then he turned to Mu Zi and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry here. Fatty, you take Sister Mu for a visit, let the kitchen prepare some meals, and pick up the wind for Sister Mu."
After speaking, without waiting for Mu Zi to object, he followed Xiaofu out of the lobby.
Xiaofu's full name is Wang Xiaofu, the daughter of Wang Wuyi, the former big boss and the current third master, sixteen years old, small and smart, but too afraid of life and not like to talk.
The two walked one after the other, Fu Xiaohu was a little afraid of Wang Xiaofu, this girl is too bad to talk, with her, as long as you don't speak first, the two of them can be embarrassed all day. And Fu Xiaohu is a person who is very afraid of embarrassment.
"What," Fu Xiaohu asked, "How is your father?"
"Cough." The voice was as light as a mosquito and fly, and when he caught up with the construction in the cottage, the sound was noisy, and Fu Xiaohu didn't hear what the girl said at all.
The reason why Wang Wuxian was injured is a long story. As early as the night before Fu Xiaohu and the others came here, there were three people who came to break into the village, they were Liu Kang, Shao Jie, and Zheng Beifeng who followed Fu Xiaohu out of the valley together. This couple got some money from Fu Xiaohu and Tan Wushuang, but how could that little money be enough to be entangled, and it happened that they heard that there was a group of ringing horses in Nianzi Mountain, so they came up the mountain.
Who knew that the cottage master Wang Wuxian was more powerful in his kung fu, and the servants were not opponents together, so they were all captured by Wang Wuxian and locked up in the dungeon. Fu Xiaohu found these three people after they came, Fu Xiaohu thought that he had walked with these three people, and he had a little friendship, so he let them go. Who knew that this kid had a bad stomach, and after leaving, he got entangled with a group of Jianghu people and went up the mountain.
It was brought in the day before yesterday, and Fu Xiaohu, who had money at that time, invited a mason from Luoyang City to repair the house, and several craftsmen were injured. Fu Xiaohu, Tan Wushuang, and Wang Wuxian, who were angry, didn't make much sense and cleaned up these Jianghu people. During the fight, Wang Wuxian was careless, and was slashed in the leg, although it was a flesh wound, but he couldn't get out of bed for a few days.