After Mo Yun left, Mo Ying slowly sat up, holding the money bag left by Mo Yun in his hand, and was speechless for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Brother, it's not that I don't want to ignore you, I just don't want to face parting.

Mo Ying finally understands now that his brother has always had Mo Ying in his heart. It's that I used to think too much.

You and the young master, you must take care!

......

Mo Yun carried the bamboo tube on his back, carried a simple bag, selected a good-looking jujube red horse from the stable next to the gatehouse, and led it out of the door.

There are people and cars coming and going outside the Mo Mansion, so it is not lively, among them, there is a bright yellow sedan chair that is the most eye-catching, and it is the royal thing at a glance.

However, none of this has anything to do with Mo Yun. The only thing he wanted to do now was to hurry to the Xuanyu Gate and let those immortals cure his young master.

Just as he was about to bypass the sedan chair, the sedan curtain was suddenly lifted, and a somewhat familiar face met Mo Yun's eyes. The unstoppable appearance with his chin held high, who else could he be besides He Yurou?

"Hey, where is your young master?" He Yuroufu stopped Mo Yun as soon as he stepped out of the sedan chair.

Just now she ran to Jinkui Hall like a few days ago, but the old doctor said that Mo Tianchen had left, so she came to Mo Mansion.

Although Mo Yun didn't bother to pay attention to her, the other party was the county lord after all, and it was not good not to give the royal face, so he pointed to the gate of Mo Mansion: "In the mansion." ”

Anyway, Mo Tianshi is also the young master of the Mo family, so it is not a lie to say this.

He Yurou snorted and walked towards Mofu with his entourage.

Mo Yun laughed twice, stepped on the horse, and ran away without a trace.

It took a whole day, and Moyun finally arrived at Mizusawa Castle, a hundred miles away from Kyoto, at dusk. At this time, the horses were so tired that they couldn't run.

Outside Mizusawa Castle is a large lake and marsh, and the orange-red sunset reflects the surface of the lake like a large piece of rich copper mirror, and several small boats slowly move towards the shore, looking like fishermen returning home.

The castle is not as prosperous as Kyoto, but there are a variety of shops. Mo Yun easily found an inn.

Looking up at the four golden characters on the mahogany plaque, Mo Yun muttered, "Yuelai Inn...... I didn't think there was one here, but I thought it was only in Kyoto. ”

Seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him: "Guest officer, are you going to be a tip or live in the hotel?"

"Stay at the hotel and have a bite to eat by the way. Bring my horse down and feed some forage first. Mo Yun commanded as he handed the reins to Xiao Er.

"Okay~!"

On the first floor of the inn was a small tavern, with seven or eight tables made of boxwood, low and shiny with a shiny sheen. Scattered around, a few guests sat at the table and chatted while drinking.

Mo Yun casually found a window seat and sat down, waiting for Xiao Er to serve the food, while listening to the people around him chatting.

"Hey, Li Si, have you heard, the Heavenly Dao Sect among the six major immortal cultivation sects accepts disciples, and anyone under the age of twenty can participate. ”

"I said Zhang San, what are you excited about, you are already over your age. ”

Zhang San scratched his head embarrassedly: "Hehe, you see that I look so young, that is, I am nineteen years old, and no one will doubt that it is not." ”

Li Si glanced at Zhang San with disdain: "Nineteen years old? Just you? Look at your unshaven beard, it's almost the same as thirty-nine." ”

"Hey, I said, don't judge people by their appearance, I also participated in the entrance selection of Xuanyu Gate back then, and I almost entered the outer gate of Xuanyu Gate. ”

"Tsk, the more you blow, the more boundless it becomes. The Xuanyu Sect is recognized as the strictest among the six major sects, not only must it have excellent spiritual roots, but also the requirements for appearance are not low. Just like you, it is estimated that you will be kicked out directly before entering the mountain gate. ”

Zhang San's face turned red, and he argued: "Why can't I enter the mountain gate?

Li Si rolled his eyes: "A talent, I think it's a scumbag." ”

......

The Heavenly Dao Sect has a wide range of disciples? This is a good thing. If you didn't want to send the young master to Xuanyu Gate, you could really try your luck. Mo Yun thought silently, reached out and took off the bamboo tube on his back, and sighed lightly: "Young master, you get better quickly......

"Shadow ......," a faint, barely audible voice reached Mo Yun's ears.

"Young Master, are you awake? I'm Mo Yun, are you better?" Mo Yun said hurriedly.

"Moyun, where is this......"

"Young master, don't worry, I won't be able to tell you clearly for a while, if you believe me, it will be fine. ”

"Hmmm......"

The people around were attracted by Mo Yun's unusual behavior and laughed quietly.

Li Sidao: "Look at the person over there, he actually talked to a bamboo tube. ”

Zhang San glanced at Mo Yun, and his eyes showed a bit of sympathy: "Is it a fool?" ”

"What are you looking at! Haven't you seen a beautiful man?!" Mo Yun turned his head and roared viciously.

The people who were looking at Mo Yun curiously hurriedly buried their heads and pretended to eat the food.

"Hmph!" Mo Yun snorted coldly, just as Xiao Er brought the meal, Mo Yun finished eating quickly, and went upstairs with the bamboo tube.

After closing the door, Mo Yun couldn't wait to open the stopper of the bamboo tube and pull out the scroll inside.

Unfolding the innate diagram, a soft white light slowly floated, and Mo Yun called, "Young Master, Young Master?"

The figure of the ink in the painting is faint, as if it is about to dissipate at any time. Hearing Mo Yun's voice, his eyelashes, which were as quiet as butterfly wings, seemed to flutter, but he didn't open his eyes.

"Well, sleep well. Mo Yun sighed lightly and put away the innate diagram again.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Mo Yun packed his bags and set out on the road north to find the Xianyun Mountain Range. However, for a whole day, Mo Tianchen did not speak again.

The same goes for the next day.

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5......

Mo Yun's heart was very anxious, he knew that there was not much time left for the young master.

On the tenth day, when Mo Yun brought out the red horse from Mofu was climbing a mountain, his leg suddenly weakened, and he died of exhaustion on the road.

"This ...... Alas, it seems that there is only walking. ”

Mo Yun reluctantly buried the horse, tightened his bags on his back, and began the arduous trek.

Fortunately, he has a good physique, and he is equipped with martial arts, and he is a few points faster than riding a horse in the mountains and forests.

However, the good times did not last long, and soon his physical strength was exhausted, and the clothes on his body were completely wet with sweat and sticky to his back.

Mo Yun had no choice but to stop near a mountain spring, and slowly regained his strength while nibbling on dry food from the spring.

At this moment, several people wearing gray Taoist robes who looked quite immortal rushed over from the opposite side of the mountain road, and arrived in front of Mo Yun in a blink of an eye.