On the third day of the seventh month, in front of the Meng Mansion, a simple and low-key carriage was quietly parked there, waiting for Meng Ran. He carried his baggage, slowly walked out of the mansion, and waved goodbye to Mrs. Meng.

The carriage slowly drove out of Songren Lane and headed towards the outside of the city, Meng Ran in the carriage was full of thoughts, and the reluctance to part was mixed with the excitement of about to step into the rivers and lakes, which made him a little restless.

There were two people who accompanied him on his journey, one was the coachman Lao Song, and the other was the Geng Huyuan, who was strong in martial arts and loyal and capable.

Old Song was sitting on the wheel, flicking his whip, and driving the carriage seriously.

Geng Huyuan, on the other hand, rode a tall northland horse and walked slowly beside the carriage.

After a few turns in the street, the carriage slowly drove out of the east gate of Lin'an City.

Illuminated by the light of the morning sun, the carriage seemed to be coated with a layer of gold dust, which was particularly dazzling.

At this moment, someone in the city gate shouted Meng Ran's name.

Geng Huyuan glanced at it, and it turned out that it was the eldest lady of Zhang's Mansion who came to see her off, accompanied by Zhang's subordinates.

He knocked the horse's belly lightly, moved to the side of the carriage, and shouted softly through the carriage, "Young master, Miss Zhang is here." ”

There was an immediate response from the carriage, "Uncle Song, stop." ”

As soon as Lao Song tightened the reins, the carriage stopped abruptly. Meng Ran hurriedly walked down from the carriage and looked in the direction of the city gate.

On the post road, there was a carriage parked diagonally, and there were old men and strong men and children.

"Cher, why are you here?"

"I'm here to see you..."

The two stopped talking, just immersed in the sadness of parting.

After a long while, Geng Huyuan coughed lightly, and the two waved goodbye.

When Meng Ran turned around to leave, she was stopped by Zhang Miaoxue, she handed him a small bag, and said softly: "Brother Meng, it's just a talisman I begged for, you have to take it with you, it will bless you all the way safely." ”

He didn't care anymore and hugged her......

The carriage began to move slowly again, gradually disappearing from the field of vision of Lin'an City, and the white figure who had been saying goodbye outside the city gate had not left for a long time.

The weather in July was like that of a moody child, and the sun was shining just now, but after a while, it was cloudy and rainy.

"Uncle Geng, get in the car, don't get wet. ”

"No, young master, sit down with peace of mind, it's a rainy day, I'm still outside. ”

"It's hard work, Uncle Geng. ”

"The young master is polite. ”

After some politeness, Geng Huyuan insisted on riding a horse in a robe, and Meng Ran no longer insisted, so he had to let it go.

After walking for about half an hour, Geng Huyuan asked in a low voice: "Young Master, there is Qingshan Town ahead, should we repair it or continue on our way?"

"Let us rest when the rain is too heavy, lest we get sick from the cold." ”

"Okay, then listen to the young master. ”

After another cup of tea, the carriage slowly entered a small-looking town.

In front of a two-story inn, the carriage of the Meng Mansion slowly stopped, and immediately a shopkeeper rushed out with an oil-paper umbrella and hit the carriage entrance.

Meng Ran lifted the curtain and walked out of the inn lobby under the leadership of Xiao Er, followed by a wet Geng Nursing Courtyard, although he was wearing a robe, he was also soaked by the rain.

"It's raining heavily. Meng Ran sighed.

The shopkeeper catered to him, "Yes, it's been a long time since it's rained so quickly and heavily." Is Childe going to be a top boy or a hotel?"

Meng Ran turned his head to Geng Huyuan and asked for his help.

Geng Huyuan said in a deep voice: "Let's have some wine and food first, if the rain stops, we will continue to hurry, if it doesn't stop, we will arrange two rooms." ”

"Okay, the guest officer will sit down first. Xiao Er immediately went to get busy.

Meng Ran and Geng Huyuan found a seat and sat down, and after waiting for a while, Lao Song also came to the lobby after setting up the carriage.

"Uncle Song, find a seat and have something to eat together. ”

"No, I'll just stand. ”

Meng Ran didn't know how to persuade, just looked at Geng Huyuan.

Geng Huyuan raised his head slightly, "Sit down, old Song, if you are out of the house, how convenient is it." The young master is not the kind of gentleman who can't eat at the same table with others, so don't let people persuade him anymore. ”

Lao Song no longer shirked and sat opposite Meng Ran.

The wine and food were all together, Geng Huyuan and Lao Song drank a pot of wine, and Meng Ran drank hot tea.

Full of wine and food, the three of them chatted there, told interesting things they knew, and waited for the rain to pass.

Maybe God was trying to tease them, and the rain didn't stop all afternoon.

The three of them had no choice but to ask for two rooms and prepare to spend the night in Qingshan Town.

After dinner, the three of them prepared to go back to their rooms to rest.

Geng Huyuan sent Meng Ran to the room and whispered: "Young Master, from now on, even if you sleep, don't relax your mind, always be vigilant. Don't you have a dagger in your baggage, and when you sleep, keep it within reach. ”

Meng Ran looked puzzled, "Uncle Geng, this is the town, will there be bandits appearing?"

Geng Huyuan smiled slightly, "Young Master, don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of what happens, and act cautiously." ”

Meng Ran nodded, indicating understanding.

After Geng Huyuan returned to the room, Meng Ran closed the door, and then sat at the table for a while, and then went to bed.

This was the first time Meng Ran spent the night outside of Lin'an, he couldn't sleep with excitement, but he also knew that he would have to hurry the next day, so he could only blow out the oil lamp and lie on the bed to force himself to sleep.

When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard an unusual sound, a strange noise, coming from the window.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the position of the window, and his right hand slowly pulled the short dagger from under the pillow and held it tightly in his hand.

He frowned, nervous, and his hands clenched unconsciously hard.

With a 'squeak', the window was pushed open from the outside, and a nimble black shadow jumped in.

The shadow moved slightly, slowly approaching the head of the bed.

Suddenly, the light in the black shadow's hand flashed, and he was about to swing his knife to the bed, at the beginning of his shot, he was kicked in the chest by Meng Ran, who had been prepared, and the whole figure staggered a few steps and hit the table.

Meng Ran stood on the bed hunched over, looking at the black shadow coldly.

At this moment, the door was kicked open, and someone in the corridor rushed in, "Young Master, are you okay?"

"Uncle Geng, I'm fine, an assassin came and was kicked by me. ”

"Well..."

The sword light waved in the darkness, and the black shadow fought with Geng Huyuan for two or three rounds, then let out a strange cry and ran towards the position of the window.

With a 'bang', the man slammed open a mullioned window and jumped downstairs.

Meng Ran put on his shoes and was about to go downstairs to chase after him with a short dagger, but was stopped by Geng Huyuan.

"Young master, poor Kou Mo chases, maybe there is an ambush waiting for us outside. ”

"So what do we do?"

And so on. ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for dawn, wait for the mile to grow. ”

"Oh..."

"Young master, sleep in peace, I'll be here to watch, it's okay. ”

"Yes. ”

Meng Ran, who stayed up for half the night, finally couldn't help but feel sleepy, and fell asleep on the bed.

The sky had just dawned, and the earth was still hazy, as if shrouded in a light gray-white veil. At this moment, a bird's cry suddenly broke through the silence of Qingshan Town.

Geng Huyuan walked to the bed and shook Meng Ran gently, Meng Ran, who was still sleepy, was a little dazed, and was about to ask, but Geng Huyuan covered his mouth, he glanced at Meng Ran, Meng Ran instantly sobered up, holding the short dagger tightly.

The two crept to put the pillow under the quilt, making it bulging, pretending that someone was continuing to sleep soundly. Then one hid behind the door, and the other hid inside the tent.

After a while, there was a gentle knock on the door, and after five or six knocks, and without hearing any movement in the room, a long knife came through the crack in the door, and pried the deadbolt open little by little.

The door was gently pushed open, and two men in black entered, dressed in black clothes and black pants, with black scarves covering their faces, and their bodies were thin but very agile.

One of them slowly walked to the head of the bed, slashed with a knife, after a knife, he did not feel the feeling of a long knife into the bone, and was about to shout to be fooled, when a person flashed out of the curtain, it was Meng Ran, who had been hiding in advance, he waved a short dagger, and broke the arm of the black-clothed assassin with one knife.

The man in black screamed, and when another assassin standing guard at the door wanted to come forward to help, Geng Guardian behind the door slashed out a knife from his back, and the man screamed miserably, lying on the ground, blood gurgling.

At this point, the two assassins, one dead and one disabled.

The wounded assassin lay on the ground trembling and screaming.

Meng Ran stood there with a pale face, looking at the two of them blankly, looking at the blood all over the ground and the arm that fell on the bed.

His throat rolled a few times, and finally he bent down and retched.

Geng Huyuan poured a cup of tea, handed it to Meng Ran, and motioned for him to rinse his mouth.

After Meng Ran rinsed his mouth, he poured two cups of overnight herbal tea, and the whole person slowly regained his calm.

"Uncle Geng, why do you think they came to kill us?"

"I don't know, maybe it's for money. Let's talk about it when the governor comes. ”

Meng Ran stopped talking, but moved to the corridor with Geng Huyuan.

At this time, the noise on the second floor woke up the shopkeeper, he went upstairs to check, saw the guests standing in the corridor last night, and asked, "Two guest officers, what happened?"

At this time, Meng Ran was still disgusted and ignored him.

Instead, Geng Huyuan glanced at him and motioned for him to look into the house.

When the shopkeeper saw the bloody picture in the house, he was about to shout loudly, but he was covered by Geng Huyuan.

"Don't shout, if you shout again, the whole town will come, and you won't be able to open this store in the future?"

The shopkeeper nodded desperately.

Geng Huyuan also let go and ordered: "These two people came into our room early in the morning, wanted to do wrong, fought with us, and were seriously injured. Hurry up and tell the mayor of the town, be quick!"

The shopkeeper's legs were weak, and he staggered out of the inn.

When the sun broke through the clouds and the morning light shone towards Qingshan Town, the shopkeeper took the mayor of the town and several elite young men into the inn.