Chapter 52: The Land of Yoro

The carriage was on the road again, and the dark clouds quickly whipped up and rushed in the direction of Guizhou. The fight was delayed for a long time, and I don't know if I can enter the territory of Guizhou before dark and find a place to settle down is a problem that Wuyun has been worried about.

There was one more person in the carriage, and the atmosphere was not harmonious. The young bandit leader suffered at Mo Yan's hands, and he was extremely resentful in his heart, but he dared not speak out in anger. has been staring at Mo Yan with dead eyes.

Mo Yan disdained to care about it, and lightly met his angry gaze, not impressed.

Blowing a beard and staring at the eyes are generally the work of the weak.

Seeing him like that, Wumei couldn't help but be angry and funny, and scolded: "Look at your hanging appearance, are you still not convinced?

Mo Yan grabbed Wumei's hand in time and said with a smile: "Forget it, leave him some dignity, people have a deep affection for you, so you can spare him." ”

As soon as Wu Mei was told by him, she blushed and said lightly: "You have no conscience! People are kind enough to send you to treat your leg disease, you ...... You're here to make fun of people! I don't want to pay attention to you! ”

"It's not good for me to talk nonsense to make Miss Wu unhappy, and I'm not going to pay for it in this room. Mo Yan said softly, not letting go of her hand.

"What black girl? Qing girl? I have told you many times, don't call me black girl, call me Mei'er. Wu Meijiao said angrily.

"Yes! Yes! Yes, you see my dog's memory, but Mei'er is kind to me, I have it firmly in mind!" Mo Yan said and put Wumei's hand on his chest, Wumei's clear and bright eyes were full of veins and warmth, and Mo Yan held his hand without struggling.

The young man sitting opposite him had a blue face, he felt that he would rather be hit in the eyes by Wumei than have eyes to see this scene, and he wanted to pounce on it and tear Mo Yan.

He secretly took out a dagger from his body, wanting to take advantage of the distraction of Mo Yan and Wu Mei You Nong and I Nong to solve Mo Yan with one sword. You have to die with a single sword, or you won't have a chance. Men are never soft on their rivals

He burst out all of a sudden, attacking at close range and coldly, no one can hide under normal circumstances, but unfortunately in the second case, he encountered Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's palm flipped over and slapped two palms like lightning, the first palm hit his hand holding the knife, and the second palm slapped on his knee joint.

His wrists went numb, the dagger fell, his knees bent involuntarily, and he fell to his knees in the car.

"You don't want to give you dignity, you have to bring shame on yourself. Mo Yan shook his head and said.

There are actually quite a few people who give shame like this.

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Horse-drawn carriages travel through the uninhabited mountains. The road is getting rougher and narrower, and it is getting late. As far as the eye can see, there is no sign of people everywhere you look, and the idea of finding a place to stay before dark is probably going to be lost.

Could it be that he wants to be the king of the mountain in this barren mountain tonight? The dark clouds were anxious, and kept whipping and urging the horses, and the horses were in pain and galloping. Obviously, such road conditions are not suitable for fast running, and the people in the carriage are bumpy and bumpy.

Mo Yan used the body technique of a thousand pounds to try to stabilize his body, reached out to hold Wumei's waist and let her lean on him to slow down the impact, barely steady.

The thief who was restrained by the acupuncture path was not so good, he was turned upside down and smashed down, and he was miserable.

"Dad, slow down, I can't stand it. Ume yelled at her father.

"It's getting dark, and I can't see any people in sight, so if you don't hurry up, you can only spend the night in this deep mountain and old forest. Wuyun said helplessly.

As he was talking, he saw a woodcutter walking out of the mountain forest with a load of firewood from a distance. As if seeing a savior, the dark clouds hurriedly slowed down and slowly drove in front of the man, and asked, "This brother is invited!

The woodcutter put down his burden and returned the salute, pointing to the rock on the side: "Look there! This is Guizhou." ”

When the dark clouds looked up, they saw that the rock wall was carved with the four big characters of "Yelang no Country". Shaded by the dense bushes that surround it, it would have been hard to spot if he hadn't said it.

It turned out that this place used to be called the country of Yelang, ruled by the local indigenous Miao people, until the Miao King was subjugated by Song Weizong and Zhao'an, and then changed its name to Guizhou.

Finally arrived at the Guizhou territory, and when the dark clouds heard it, Fang Shichang breathed a long sigh of relief. "How far is it from the nearest town?" asked Dark Cloud.

"Towns? What towns are here? There are only villages here. The woodcutter laughed, "Where did you come from?"

"We are from Lin'an and want to go to Yunnan. ”

"When you go to Yunnan, this is indeed a must-pass place. The woodcutter nodded, "It turns out that you are from the capital, so no wonder you asked the town when you opened your mouth." ”

"If there is no town, then we will not find a place to live?" said the dark cloud.

"That's not it, we Miao people are very hospitable, no matter where we go, we will stay overnight. If you don't dislike it, why don't you go to my house and stay for the night?"

It's really sleepy and meets a pillow! It's already good to have a place to stay, where do you dare to dislike it? I didn't say anything, I promised again and again.

"My house is in front of the cottage, not far away, but the car can't get in. ”

"Let's take the things from the cart, take the horses away, and wait for the cart to be placed on the side of the road, no one should move, right?" asked Wuyun.

"It's hard to say, but it's late now, no one has passed, you leave early tomorrow morning, I'm afraid it's not a big problem. The woodcutter groaned.

Let's take care of the accommodation first, I can't take care of the car.

Ume jumped down and helped Mo Yan down with his father. Mo Yan himself couldn't stand, and he completely relied on the two of them.

In the end, the thief who had been sealed off was brought down, and he still maintained a kneeling position. The woodcutter was very surprised when he saw it, he thought that there were female dependents in the car, but he didn't expect that there were two strange men.

"What is he going to do?" asked the dark cloud, pointing at the bandits.

"Kill it directly!" "Umei has been annoyed by the thief's words to be the lady of the village.

"No! You can't kill him! Words must be counted, and they have said that if they let him go back, they must be released. Mo Yan said.

"But it's so late, and even if he is released, he won't be able to go back? Ume said, "Just need someone to carry him?"

"In this case, it doesn't hurt to solve his acupoint, just let him carry me. Mo Yan said a little in the air and unlocked the thief's acupoint.

The thief knelt for so long that he couldn't stand up for a while.

"Come here and carry Mo Gongzi, you are not allowed to play tricks. Ume shouted.

"I'm not afraid of him playing tricks, if he dares to play tricks, I have a more fancy way to clean him up. Mo Yan smiled lightly.

The thief didn't dare to disobey, so he had to come over and carry the ink words shortly.

The clouds had finished unloading the cart, and they wrapped the coils in the cart and hunched them on horseback and went with the woodcutter.