The three of them broke out of the encirclement and rushed to the northwest for more than 20 miles before they stopped.

Wan Yan replied: "I don't know where my uncle and the horse gang leader have gone, and now, where should we go?"

Yelufei pondered for a moment, stared at Wanyan Fu, and said faintly: "Wanyan Gongzi." Today, your family has suffered this change, it is really a burden for us, the little sister is uneasy, I hope that the son will forgive me!"

Wan Yan replied: "The princess doesn't have to blame herself too much. It's so bad in my heart that I don't want to go. It's just for the sake of the present, what should I do? ”

Yelufei said: "The son's family has suffered this change, and the house will not be able to live in it no matter what. After talking about it, the whereabouts of Uncle Yan and the Ma gang leader are unknown, and the treasure map is a matter of great importance, and it is related to the livelihood of several people such as us. If we act separately. Please go to the helmsman of the beggar gang in Jiangnan to prevent Uncle Yan from going to the beggar gang with the leader of the Ma gang. Uncle Xiang and I went back to Yanmen Pass to prevent Uncle Yan from going to Khitan in a hurry. In this way, you may be able to look around and get the news of the two of them. “

Wan Yan replied: "That's all it can be." But if we find our uncle, how can we get in touch?"

Yelufei said: "This is not difficult. When the moon is full on August 15, whether we find it or not, we all go to the top of Mount Tai in the Central Plains to gather in the name of participating in the annual Mid-Autumn Festival moon viewing party in the rivers and lakes to discuss the treasure hunt and unveiling the rod. ”

Wan Yan replied: "This is very good!" I couldn't help but secretly admire Yelufei for being so young and capable and neat. Thinking of the emotion, I couldn't help but feel a sudden movement in my heart, and my face suddenly turned red.

Yelufei looked at it in his eyes, smiled slightly, and said: "Childe, without further ado, I will leave it at that! Remember, if there is a fate, we will meet again on August 15." He turned back to Xiang Pingping and said, "Let's go!"

Xiang Buping bowed his head and said, "Yes! princess." Xiang Wanyan Fu clasped his fists and saluted, and went north with Yelufei.

Wan Yanfu looked at Yelufei's distant back, his thoughts were surging, and he was stunned. It is the heart of a young man, the love is at the beginning, a glimpse of it, and the love comes from the heart. The author will not press the table for the time being.

After turning around, Yan Xuan carried the treasure map, followed Ma Ronghao to break out of the encirclement, and ran south for about forty or fifty miles. Along the way, Wan Yan was concerned about the safety of his nephew Wan Yan Fu, and tried to return to the prime minister several times to save him, but he was stopped by Ma Rong Haoxiao with great righteousness.

About the hour, out of the Huanglong boundary, there is a tea and wine shop on the side of the road. The two of them were feeling hungry, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurried a few steps to get closer. Find a table where no one sits and sit down.

Ma Ronghao shouted at the middle and middle school two: "Shop, there is something delicious, just bring it." “

The second child was a stout man forty miles away, and when he saw the guests, he hurriedly greeted him with a smiling face. When I saw Ma Ronghao's clothes were in tatters, he looked like a beggar, and the slightly better dressed man was also a poor and sour face full of dirt and dirt. I couldn't help frowning, covered my nose, and said, "Do you two want food?" Don't smoke my guests.

Ma Ronghao has been a beggar all his life, running around all day long, and he has suffered from the eyes of others, but he doesn't think it's angry. It's a different story. Although he has lived incognito and in the countryside for many years, he was once a king in the past, but how could he have been robbed of words by others? Today, he is destitute and has been regarded as a beggar for no reason, so he can't help but rush up angrily and shout: "What did you say?"

This loud shout was made of anger, and consciously and unconsciously carried a bit of internal force, which shocked the ear drums of the diners who were drinking wine and tea next to him, and they all looked up at the two in surprise.

Wan Yan Xuan waved his hand, and wanted to reach into his arms and take out the silver taels, but in addition to the iron box containing the treasure map, the tentacles were empty, and there was nothing else. It turned out that he was suddenly rounded up by officers and soldiers in the morning, and he forgot to carry silver taels in a hurry.

Wan Yan Xuan was embarrassed unconsciously, and secretly ashamed, and the hand stretched into his arms did not dare to retract.

In the midst of embarrassment, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves on the northwest road, and a fast horse galloped in. Immediately, the man was a rough man in strange costumes, who looked to be about thirty years old, with a face full of arms and beards, like pins and needles.

The man came to the front of the shop, turned over and fell off the horse, walked into the shop, and said in a rough voice: "Shop." Bring me something to eat. ”

Xiao Er agreed: "Yes." Guest officer!" After looking at Yan and the two, he said angrily: "You two want food elsewhere, let this uncle sit down." ”

Wan Yan Yan stretched out his hand and slapped it on the table, and he was about to have a seizure. Ma Ronghao stretched out his hand to stop and said, "Let's go, don't eat it!"

The rough man glanced at the two of them coldly and said, "Shopkeeper, why bother to be strong." Guests travel long distances, and their hands are tight for a while, and there is a lack of entanglement. Well, the accounts of these two friends are on my head. After that, he smiled and nodded at the two.

The smile was misty, very strange. Ma Ronghao's heart was shocked, and he remembered that this man seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

Wanyan was hungry in his stomach, and he was going to push the boat down the river and eat for nothing, but looking at the rough man, he felt that this person had never known him, how could he accept his favor for no reason, so he had to swallow his saliva and whispered to Ma Ronghao: "This person seems to have bad intentions, and we still don't eat well." Although he said it softly, the rough man heard it clearly, smiled slightly, ignored it, called for wine and food, and poured himself a drink.

Ma Ronghao said: "The prince is right. The two got up and walked out of the wine shop, looking south.

About a moment of tea, I was already miles away from the liquor store, and I saw a mountain cliff in front of it. Ma Ronghao suddenly said: "Lord Wang." You live in Huanglong all year round, do you know what kind of mountain this mountain is?"

Wan Yan said: "Although the old man lives in Huanglong, he has been here with the emperor in his early years. The Han people call it Lingxiao Peak, but we Dajin people call it Tuling Mountain. In that year, the Song and Jin troops fought a great battle here. Later, when the Yuan people invaded the north, I personally led my men and horses to set up an ambush here and defeated the Yuan army?"

Ma Ronghao smiled: "It turns out that the prince is more familiar than me. In this way, now there is a group of strongmen gathered in the mountains, specializing in robbing homes and houses, and harming passing merchants. The leader is the famous 'Flying Bat Mo Wentian' in the green forest. Mo Wentian and Lao Zhaohua once had a relationship, today we are at the end of the road, we might as well go up the mountain to beg for food, bother for a night and then make plans. “

Wan Yan said: "We are carrying heavy objects, and it is really inconvenient to go up the mountain to disturb each other. “

Ma Ronghao said: "Where did the prince come from? Mo Wentian is extremely bold and righteous, as long as you and I are tight-lipped, how can he know? Besides, if we want to succeed in the future, we can also make friends with such heroes and heroes, thinking that I will use them!"

Wan Yan said with a broken heart: "Since I am an old friend of the Ma Gang Master, I don't expect anything to happen, I just have to be careful everywhere." “

The mountain road is rugged, winding, thorny on both sides, covered with snow, and it is difficult to climb the steps. Fortunately, both of them are martial arts experts, and they have also made light achievements, and they have traveled all the way, but they are not less flat. After a short time, I arrived at the mountainside early.

The two of them found a rock that felt a little flat and rested, and they were about to continue to find the way up the mountain. Suddenly, there was a bang, and a few people jumped out of the grass. The leader waved a single knife in his hand and shouted, "Friend." Where did it come from? And leave valuable things, and it's not too late for you to let them go. “

Ma Ronghao looked at it and saw that the man was born with a leopard's head and eyes, as if he was a fierce god, and there were five or six young men in black silk shirts lined up behind him, each holding various weapons with guns, knives or swords. I know that these people are just minions under the flying bats of Lingxiao Peak Black Wind Village. So, he smiled slightly and said: "The brothers have worked hard, and they are annoyed to report that they are in charge, and they will say that Jiangnan beggars helped Ma Lao to come and disturb each other." “

The man at the head was slightly shocked, and snorted: "Are you really the leader of the beggar gang Ma Lao?" looked at Ma Ronghao carefully. Seeing that he was ragged and covered with dirt, it didn't seem to be a fake. With a smiling face, he said: "Since the horse gang leader is here, please ask the two of you to go up the mountain with me." Instructed one person behind him to go up the mountain first to report, and then led the two to take a shortcut and go up.

Heifeng Village is located at the top of Lingxiao Peak, built by the mountain, except for a winding sheep intestine path in front of the village, there are cliffs on three sides, there is no road to pass.

The two of them went up the mountain with the minions, only to see that the cottage was surrounded by wooden fences, and above the gate of the village, there were white characters on a black background, and three big characters of "Black Wind Village" were written. There is a couplet on both sides: Heroes from all over the world, and heroes from all over the world. At noon, the scorching sun reflected the snow all over the ground, and the dazzling cold light was reflected on the words, which was brilliant and eye-catching. In front of the cottage door, a flag painted with a bat pattern is hunting in the mountain wind.

Wan Yan said with a broken heart: "Sure enough, it's a good Black Wind Village! I just don't know what kind of person the owner of this village is?"

Just thinking about it, I only heard a loud laugh, and a person came out of the village. The man was tall and thin, with thick legs and long arms, a face, and a cold face like frost. At first sight, he knew that he was a cunning man who was good at work. Wan Yan's heart trembled: "Could it be that this person is the master of the Black Wind Village, the flying bat, Mo Wentian?"

The tall and thin man said loudly: "Don't come to the old gang leader Ma to be safe? What kind of wind blew your old brother to the village? Hope forgiveness is over!" he said, waving his hand.

Ma Ronghao smiled and said, "Brother Xian's words are serious. The old brother passed through Baozhai this time, and came to ask if the old friend Hou is here!" Then he pointed to Wan Yan and said: "This is the old brother who has made friends with thousands of miles of wind and ten thousand heroes." Wan Yan was stunned: When did I become a hero of the wind and thousands of miles? But I think that since Ma Ronghao said so, he has his own reason. He replied casually: "Don't dare! I have admired the prestige of the Lord of Mo Zhai for a long time, and I am fortunate to meet today, I am fortunate to be happy!" but said in his heart: "Look at this Mo Wentian's treacherous appearance, it is definitely not a good kind, I have to be careful." “

Mo Wentian led the two to the Juyi Hall, and after the hustle and bustle, he summoned several masters in the village and introduced them to the two respectively. Ordered the minions to kill pigs and sheep, feast in a large row, and entertain the two. During the banquet, Ma Ronghao and Mo Wentian talked highly, which was very speculative. Only the face is suspicious, and he says little.

After the banquet, Ma Ronghao said that there was something to do, and entered the back hall with Mo Wentian. Wanyan was bored, and went to the cottage alone to take a turn, secretly paying attention to the situation around the cottage. Seeing that the houses in the cottage are simple, the door wall is old, and it seems that the cottage has been built for a long time. There are no more than forty or fifty minions in the village. I thought: Look at this cottage is so big, Mo Wentian is good at scheming, and he will never gather so few people. But listening to Ma Ronghao's mouth, it seems that it has been several years, how can the village be so depressed, dilapidated and decayed? This is strange!

Wan Yan was full of doubts in his heart, and slowly returned to the cottage, unaware that it was already dusk. Ma Ronghao was looking around with a worried face. Seeing that he came back safely, he couldn't help but show joy on his face, and complained: "Where did the prince come from? I thought I would say goodbye without saying goodbye." Eat inside, you have to travel tomorrow, and you need a good night's rest. “

Wan Yan sighed, as an answer, and followed him into the Juyi Hall. Mo Wentian smiled, and still feasted in a big row, treating the guests as guests.

After the feast, it was already dark. The three of them briefly talked about some anecdotes that have happened in recent years. After that, Mo Wentian called his minions and led the two to the west room to rest.

The original house in the village was Xingluo, and the two lived in one room. Wan Yan saw that in addition to a simple bamboo bed, there was only one table and one chair in the house. A lamp is like a bean, and the withered yellow light reflects the dim light all over the room. Wan Yan sighed unconsciously. At this time, I only heard the trembling on the roof tiles, and it was expected that it must be because of the snow falling at night and hitting the roof tiles. Galloping all the way during the day, at this point, Fang Jue was tired and just wanted to sleep soundly.

Wan Yan closed the doors and windows, went to bed in a wide coat, and pressed the sandalwood box containing the treasure map under the pillow to hide it. Thinking that he had lived in seclusion for many years, and now he revealed his whereabouts for no reason, and his nephew's life and death were unknown, he sighed unconsciously and couldn't sleep for a long time. About half an hour passed, and the wind and snow outside the house were whining, as if the heavenly prince was going to swallow the whole world in an instant.

Wan Yan blew out the oil lamp on the table, tightened the quilt on his body, and barely fell asleep. I don't know how long it took in a daze, but I heard the door creak and someone gently pushed it open. Wan Yan knew in his heart, although he woke up in shock, he didn't make a sound, only opened his eyes slightly, and pretended not to know.

Through the moonlight squeezed in through the crack in the window, I saw that at the opening of the door, a man in black with a black veil on his face tiptoed in.

The man came to the bed, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to point the acupuncture points on Yan Yan's chest. Wan Yan shouted: "Where did your friend come from?" turned over and sat up, and slapped his face.

The man thought that Wan Yan was already asleep, so he suddenly gave him a drink, which was really taken aback, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Wan Yan Xuan took the opportunity to grab his robe and put it on his body, jumped up, and unfolded the immeasurable palm technique "Pap, Papa, Pap" to split out several palms, attacking the opponent's door. The man didn't answer, his palms were linked, he slapped left and right sharply, and the shadow of his palms was fleeting, but he had already made the palm force that Wanyan struck at his face invisible.

Wan Yan Xuan shouted softly: "Okay!" turned his palm into a knife, and slashed out three knives. The man snorted, using his hands and feet together, and in an instant, he stabbed him three times.

Wan Yan has been immersed in the immeasurable palm technique for decades, and has already practiced to the point of perfection, coupled with his natural wisdom, he mixes the palm technique with several weapons such as knives, swords, and guns. Seeing that the three knives were useless, the palms of the hands shook slightly, and between the expansion and contraction, the knife technique had been turned into a sword technique. Change the split to sharpen, the sword is light and agile, three swords, one sword is on the left, one sword is on the right, and one sword is in the center. The end seems to be Qingfeng in hand, sensitive and fast. Three swords are out, and rigidity and softness are combined.

The man stomped his feet on the ground, and his body floated upside down, impartial, and landed in the courtyard outside the door.

Wan Yan shouted: "Friend, you might as well stay Wan'er." "Chase it out. When I went out of the room, I felt a strong wind blowing in my face. Wanyan knew that something was wrong, and attacked with both palms in a row, intending to rush out with only the power of two palms. I didn't know that the palm strength did not vomit, and I suddenly felt a slight pain under the ribs, and I couldn't help but be surprised, fortunately in the dark, the other party made a mistake in identifying the acupoints, and failed to hit the acupoints under my ribs. Even so, Wan Yan was already shocked into a cold sweat, and he didn't know how many good hands were lurking outside the door? If he went out so boldly, maybe he would fall into the way. After Yan extinguished his mind, he struggled to split out a few palms, taking advance as retreat, and turned back. Before I had time to close the door, I could only hear the "click" of the window lattice, which was broken hard. Someone came in through the window, and they were very fast. Wan Yan snorted, slapped out his backhand, and hit the man between his chest and abdomen.

The man smiled, shook his palm, and reached out to grab the sandalwood box under his pillow.

Wan Yan was furious, and he didn't care about the enemy outside the door, so he came to grab the box in the man's hand. The man said softly: "The prince should escape with his life first!" After Yan Yan was stunned, he felt that the person's voice seemed to be very familiar in his ears, but in the dark, he couldn't see the other party's face.

Just stunned for a moment, the two masked men in the courtyard, one tall and one short, had already rushed in and attacked from behind. After destroying the steep face and encountering a secret plot, he lost the treasure map, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. However, the two masked men had extremely high martial arts skills, and they were not below him, and the two of them were ruthless and killed. He desperately resisted the enemy, Fang Shi could barely resist the enemy, and for a while, how could he withdraw to chase after the person who grabbed the map.

But look at the two of them are in high spirits, and the more they fight, the more courageous they become, and it seems that they will not kill him on the spot, and they will not give up. Wan Yan thought to himself: I joined the cottage with the Ma gang leader, I was supposed to rest, and I never provoked anyone, why did they force each other hard to chase and kill the old man......? Thinking of this, when I was neutral in my mind, I thought of all the encounters in today's village, as well as the situation I saw in the Black Wind Village, and I was stepping into the trap laid by others in advance. However, he was puzzled by who was the man who had stolen the treasure map, why did he remind him to flee for his life first, could it be that the man was not in the same group as the two masked men in front of him?

It was too late, it was fast, and the shorter masked man struck him with his palms and struck him with his chest, making it a trick to descend the dragon in the eighteen palms of "see the dragon in the field". Wan Yan suddenly lost his heart, and said loudly: "Ma Gang Master, the treasure map has been robbed, why are you still pestering the old man?"

The two masked men were stunned, and the shorter man said, "Who is the leader of the horse gang?" and waved out a palm.

When he was distracted, he was powerless to resist, this palm was really solid, and it was imprinted on his heart, only to feel a huge pain in his chest, his eyes were dark, and with a "wow" sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and immediately fainted.