At this time, the man in the silver mask was sitting in the upper left position, and the upper right position was Yao Zhifu, the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

I heard the lively discussions of the hall masters and incense masters below, but none of them could come up with the charter.

It was only said that the best martial arts would assassinate the Qincha, and the others would incite the victims to oppose the imperial court.

The best martial artist in the White Lotus Sect is the silver-faced man, he doesn't talk much in the sect, and no one has seen his true appearance except Yao Zhifu.

Seeing that the people below were discussing the assassination of Qincha, he sat silently on top alone.

All he could think about was: Who was the guy he had fought with last night? He always had a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember who it was.

He had filtered through all the people around him, and no one could make him feel that familiar. Or someone from the imperial court?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard someone mention him below, and the silver-faced man came back to his senses.

Yao Zhifu, who was sitting next to him, said, "Okay! The assassination of the Chin Cha was handed over to Da Yong, and the rest of the people went to make preparations first to find out the whereabouts of the Chin Cha.

Secretly bring back the grain brought by the Qin Cha and let the victims go to the government to make trouble. When the trouble is almost over, our White Lotus Sect will come forward to distribute the food again.

At that time, the victims of the disaster will become the members of our White Lotus Sect, and then they will rebel against the Tartar Emperor and restore our Ming Dynasty. ”

As the leader of the anti-Qing Dynasty and the restoration of the Ming Dynasty, Yao Zhifu is also good at martial arts, but his kung fu is not high. But his ability to deceive people is absolutely top-notch.

Although the silver man was a member of the White Lotus Sect, he was not very willing to manage the affairs of the sect. Otherwise, he would not be a young master, but a sect leader.

Back then, before the old sect leader died, he wanted him to take over the position of sect leader, but he didn't accept it. will let the then hall master Yao Zhifu take over.

In order to repay the old sect leader's life-saving grace, the silver-faced man promised to stay in the White Lotus Sect.

After the discussion was settled, the silver-faced man first said goodbye to Yao Zhifu, took the lead in leaving the old house with two entrances, and went back to the inn where he lived.

The others left behind exchanged their heads, which made Yao Zhifu, who was the leader, look a little unhappy. I secretly made up my mind in my heart: This Liao Dayong really doesn't know how to lift, and sooner or later one day he will be eliminated.

The silver-faced man who walked outside the main hall didn't care about the other people's discussions, and left the old house with a knife and walked towards the inn.

After walking two blocks, the silver-masked man returned to his room and tied the door, took off his mask and placed it on the table.

took out the purse that never left his body from his bosom, the purse had faded from the old, and many places had been ground out of raw edges, and even Yan Fu's places had holes.

The silver-faced man took the purse in his hand and stroked it gently, silently muttering in his heart: Little sister, where are you?

Yes, the silver-faced man is Yang Shanyong, who has been missing for many years. At that time, he slept on the rocks in the cave with a high fever, and when he woke up, he saw that he was the only one in the cave.

Frightened, he quickly got up from the stone and staggered out of the cave despite his physical discomfort.

After walking a few steps, he felt a little cold on his body, so he went back to the cave to get his clothes, and saw the water soil left for him by Liu Yu next to the stone.

Yang Shanyong knew that it might take a long time for him to come back, so he brought all the useful things in the cave with him. For example: cotton clothes, water soil, these.

Taking the salute, Yang Shanyong went out along the road, because he didn't know where Liu Yu went, Yang Shanyong searched for a day in the mountains before finding the place where Liu Yu fetched water.

Seeing the purse that fell in the puddle, Yang Shanyong picked it up and took a look at it, and found that it was the purse that his sister had brought on his body.

It seems that my sister has been here, and I don't know why she dropped her purse in a puddle. Yang Shanyong, who was worried, saw the small mud footprints on the stone and climbed up.

The more he climbed, the more worried he became, because he had four animal footprints behind his sister's footprints, and Yang Shanyong didn't know what animal left them.

But he guessed what kind of ferocious beast was following his sister, or she wouldn't have climbed up the mountain.

Seeing that there was a wild beast chasing his sister, Yang Shanyong was even more worried, so he took up his salute and climbed up the mountain. I don't know, my body has a fever yet, and I barely walked here on flat ground, but I can't climb the mountain.

The hill is not very high, but it is slippery because of the current. In addition, Yang Shanyong carried something on his body, and he didn't have much strength, so he didn't climb up after trying several times in a row.

Anxious and a little deflated, he sat on the ground and cried bitterly, secretly scolding himself for being useless, and he couldn't even climb such a hill.

was crying, and heard someone next to him speak: "Boy, why are you sitting here crying?"

Yang Shanyong raised his tearful face to look at the visitor, and found that it was a bearded man with a white cloth scarf on his head, standing not far away with a big knife and looking at him.

When Yang Shanyong saw someone coming, he hurriedly wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, got up from the ground and walked to the man, hugged his legs and said, "Uncle, can you take me to climb the mountain?" My sister is lost, I want to go up to find my sister." ”

At the mention of his sister, Yang Shanyong was injured again, and the tears that had been stopped just now flowed again.

The bearded man looked up when he saw Yang Shanyong crying sadly, and found that the mountain was not high, and he was fine. He didn't lose time in sending him up, so he agreed.

Yang Shanyong saw that the bearded uncle agreed, and jumped up happily on the spot.

The bearded man said to Yang Shanyong, "Wait a minute, I'll go over there and drink some water, and then I'll send you up." ”

"Okay, okay. Thank you, uncle!" Yang Shanyong thanked the bearded man repeatedly!

After the bearded man went to fill the water and wash his face, he carried him to climb up the mountain with light skills. After a while, the two of them climbed to the top of the mountain.

Yang Shanyong crawled on the back of the bearded man, pointed to the small footprints on the ground and said to the bearded man: "Uncle, there are my sister's footprints on the ground, and you can find her by following the footprints." ”

At the bottom of the beard, there were indeed a row of small footprints on the ground. However, he found the wolf's footprints behind the small footprints.

I was shocked, it seems that this kid's sister is afraid that she will be more than lucky. However, he didn't say it, for fear that Yang Shanyong would be sad.

Yang Shanyong crawled on the bearded man's back, because he was worried that his sister was in danger, and kept urging the bearded man to hurry up, hurry up.

It's a pity that I didn't find my sister until I chased it to the edge of the cliff. Just a pool of blood and some bloody bones were found on the edge of the cliff.

Yang Shanyong asked the bearded man to put him down quickly, ran to the bloodstained stall in three steps and two steps and cried, and kept saying: "Little sister, it's not good for the second brother, the second brother is late." ”

While crying, he beat the ground with his hands, and after a while, he beat his head with his hands, and kept scolding himself: "It's all your uselessness, why do you want to get sick, if you don't get sick, you don't have to go out alone to fetch water and find food." ”

The bearded man was really sad to see Yang Shanyong crying, and walked to his side with a knife, wanting to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

I could only stand behind him and watch, lest this child not be able to think about it after the loss of his relatives.

I stumbled upon some gray hairs on those bloody bones, piled together in pinches, which didn't look like hair.