A few days later.

The other side of the Southern State.

Yan Wuchang changed into a plain gray coat and tied his hair back behind his head, revealing a fresh and clean forehead.

He straightened his clothes in front of the mirror in a room at an inn, looked at it repeatedly, and nodded in satisfaction.

Just as he walked to the wooden table next to the mirror, a childish crisp sound sounded behind him.

"Hey, Brother Wang, when are you going to buy breakfast, wow! My Sanniang is hungry!"

Hearing this voice, Yan Wuchang showed a wry smile. He turned his head helplessly and saw Niu Lian standing behind him, her eyes were red, and there were tears on her face, but she was staring at him with a puffed up look.

"Who told you to call me Brother Wang, little brat, didn't your Sanniang tell you to be polite?" Yan Wuchang said.

Niu Lian snorted a mouthful of snot, and shouted politely: "That's what my Sanniang said, she said that your name is Wangye, can't I call your brother?"

Yan Wuchang listened, laughed, helplessly spread his hands, picked up a box on the table, and said, "Okay, don't talk nonsense outside, you can call me Brother Wang." ”

With that, he opened the box, which contained pale yellow grease. He took out a little bit with his hand and wiped it on his face, and in a few moments, the shape of his cheeks gradually changed.

"What is this?" Niu Lian asked, watching his movements, curiously leaning up, standing on tiptoe on the table.

"Don't move, little ones, I'll go buy you something to eat in a moment." Yan Wuchang smeared in the mirror, and did not look back.

Niu Lian saw that he looked like he was ignoring him, and showed an expression of disgust, and said, "Hmph, the big man still smears rouge on his face, sissy!"

After saying that, she walked on her short legs and ran to the back room.

Yan Wuchang looked at her back in the mirror and smiled helplessly. How can such a young child understand the big thing that happened to him just now? On the day when Niufu was surrounded by the Praetorian Guards, Niu Ran, who had already foreseen it, lied to her that she would play a game together and let her close her eyes, and after being rescued by Yan Wuchang, Liu Xiaoxiao endured the pain of homelessness and comforted her and said that she was going to take her away for a while, and the young Niu Lian was kept in the dark, and comforted Liu Xiaoxiao sensibly all night. She also thought that she was only exiled because of Niu Tao's death.

Yan Wuchang looked at himself in the mirror with a different appearance, packed up the things he was carrying, took a sharp short knife, thought about it, and carefully put away the sword given to him by Li Chungang before leaving with confidence.

When he passed by the back room, he saw Liu Xiaoxiao sitting on the edge of the bed, and Niu Lian leaning on her side and reading intently. Liu Xiaoxiao raised her head, her black waterfall-like hair was carefully groomed by Niu Lian and hung down on her shoulders. Her fair face was full of tiredness, her eyes were red and swollen, and she squeezed out a smile weakly at Yan Wuchang.

Yan Wuchang looked at her appearance, and there was a wave in his heart, and he quickly calmed down, and without saying anything, he pushed open the door and walked out.

In the past few days, Liu Xiaoxiao has asked him several times why he took her away since he knew that there was no second ledger. He could only prevaricate and ask himself, but he couldn't find the answer himself. When Tianwang first entered the Wu Kingdom, at first it was only because the middleman Niu Tao died unexpectedly, and Ma Liang, the person in charge of the Tianshu Pavilion, ignored the summons issued by the Tianshu Pavilion. According to the law, he was suspected of collaborating with the enemy and should be quickly eliminated. However, due to the intervention of the Chu people, he took the opportunity to escape.

Judging from the information of Tianshu Pavilion obtained by Yan Wuchang, Ma Liang disobeyed the order and fell in love with Liu Xiaoxiao, and wanted to take the opportunity to threaten Tianshu Pavilion with the ledger, and wanted to escape from Niufu and elope with Liu Xiaoxiao. The Yan court was afraid of many things, so it was handed over to Skynet to deal with. For this reason, Yan Wuchang wiped out Liu Xiaoxiao, the purpose of which was to force Ma Liang to appear. Then Liu Xiaoxiao deceived him that Chu Mo had another ledger in his hand, so he could save his life from his knife. But what she didn't know was that Chu Mo's identity at that time was also a person in the Tianshu Pavilion, and as the hole card left by the Tianshu Pavilion, if he didn't want to reveal his identity as the prince of Chu State, he would definitely return the account book to Yan Guo. Liu Xiaoxiao's lie was self-defeating, but Yan Wuchang still did not kill her, but left her by her side privately.

If this matter is known to the imperial court, he will not escape responsibility. Yan Wuchang thought about it and couldn't help but sigh. He walked to the door of the inn, and several men who had been waiting for a long time took the initiative to greet him and follow him.

The sky was getting dark, and the large dirty clouds obscured the sky and the sun, like light ink, and there was no daylight to see. At this time, the autumn is getting cooler, and the pedestrians on the street outside are wrapped in their single clothes and walk in a hurry.

"God will be worried, too. Yan Wuchang sighed, and instructed the men who followed left and right, "You don't have to follow, go to the street to buy some food and send it to you, I'll go to Ouyang Mansion alone, you are on standby at any time." ”

A man behind him nodded and said, "Yes." Lord, there was a letter from the imperial court two days ago, you ......"

"Put me in my room and come back. Yan Wuchang said lightly, and left the inn without looking back.

He walked alone on the streets of Nanzhou, and it rained all night last night, and puddles of bluestone bricks on the ground had accumulated, and a cold chill went straight up. The cold wind blowing from the north swept away the summer heat and blew the flags in front of the shops on the roadside.

Yan Wuchang's inn was not far from Ouyang Mu's mansion, but it was located in the middle of nowhere, almost reaching a county under the jurisdiction of Nanzhou. The law and order here is chaotic, and there are green houses and casinos everywhere on both sides of the street. The streets and alleys are dotted with luxurious pavilions and low-rise wood-paneled houses, intertwined with each other. The son of a big family wearing gold silk satin walked by with a few bewitching women in his arms and laughing, and the children begging along the road at the entrance of the alley looked at the pedestrians passing by, such contrasts abound on the streets of Nanzhou.

Yan Wuchang wandered around the street aimlessly for a while before stopping at the door of a money bank.

An old man in profligate clothes hunched over the threshold of the bank, and a shrill cry came from inside.

"Where is the name of Hanako, can you ask for food anywhere? Open the dog's eyes and see, is this the place where you can stay? This is the territory opened by Master Lin, hurry up, don't get in the way of the old lady's eyes." ”

The old man was scolded bitterly, and not to be outdone, he turned his head and scolded: "Who is in your way? This is all a public place, what's wrong with me sitting here for a while?

"If it weren't for the fact that Miss Lin is here today, I have to tear your mouth apart, I've been sitting here for a few days, and I'm called Hanako......"

The old man just wanted to talk back, Yan Wuchang stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, smiled gently, and asked, "Excuse me, ask that...... Where is Ouyang Mansion around here?"

The old man raised his head and looked at him, with half a steamed bun stuffed in his mouth. His eyes widened, and he slurred his words: "Are you talking about Master Ouyang Cheng?" Half of the people in Nanzhou know where he lives, and the time to walk along this road for half a pillar of incense is here. Why aren't you locals?"

Yan Wuchang smiled embarrassedly, didn't answer, and walked forward the way he pointed out.

Behind him, the people in the money village were still scolding, and the back of the old man and the old man Yan Wuchang leaving, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. After a while, he threw away half of the steamed bun in his hand and left the bank.

Inside Ouyang's house.

Ouyang Mu sat alone in an empty room, facing an earthen wall, meditating quietly.

The furnishings in the room were unusually shabby. Several thick wooden pillars prop up the roof, and when you look up, you can see the dusty wooden beams. There are only wooden beds, tables, chairs, and cabinets that can be seen everywhere in ordinary people's homes, all of which are made of very crude materials. The room was untapped all year round, cobwebs were infested, the floor was cracked, and rats squeaked out of holes in the broken walls. In the middle of the room was a cracked wooden stake, and the sandbags tied to it had been deflated and as strong as a stone. An out-of-place, delicate wind chime tied to an old wooden stake swayed slightly, bringing a touch of life to the oppressive room.

Ouyang Mu opened the meridians of his body, and the internal force surged quietly, feeling the internal force flowing through every corner of the body. Hitting on various acupuncture points, stimulating every inch of the limbs. Her whole body emitted a layer of pale blue fluorescence, and the overflowing internal force wrapped her body, constantly boiling.

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, a few drops of sweat on her cheeks, and a few strands of hair on her forehead.

She slowly got to her feet, her fists clenched. The internal force surged into her hands, and she threw several punches forward, and several afterimages swept by, and the tiger was full of wind.

Ouyang Mu punched alone in the room, her body shuttling between the pillars faster than the naked eye. There was a crunch, and the hard sandbag on the stake immediately deflated.

Swish. Ouyang Mu swept with one leg, and in an instant, the dust was filled, and it drifted around with the afterimage. She straddled the center of the room, arms outstretched, and the internal force surged wildly, like a whirlpool, and the air around her swelled with it, causing a hurricane.

Gather the breath of the sky.

The room was filled with a thick internal force, and the heavy wooden stakes began to tremble violently, and the wind chimes on them jingled.

The back of her hand was bruised, and her face was gradually distorted. Internal forces continued to rush out of her body, converging and rolling between her arms, forming a pale blue sphere.

The Flower of Nadi.

In an instant, the internal force gathered in her hand quickly expanded, overflowing the entire room, and her figure disappeared with it. The next moment, several afterimages crossed the room, and when ordinary people couldn't react at all, the afterimages quickly swept over the wooden stakes, and made a few crisp sounds cleanly.

Swish.

The afterimage disappeared, Ouyang Mu stood still in place, his eyes closed, and a dagger appeared in his hand at some point. Several deep scratches appeared out of thin air on the stake behind her. After a while, the stake split into several sections with the scratch and slid to the ground, and the broken section was extremely smooth.

Ouyang Mu slowly opened her eyes, her pupils were red, and two lines of red blood flowed out of the corners of her eyes and flowed down her cheeks.

Don't stay on the line.