In the capital of the Qing Dynasty, where the autumn wind rises, the cold leaves drift away.

Located in the northeast corner of the inner city, the Lama Temple, which was built in the 33rd year of Kangxi, was originally the residence of Yongzheng before he ascended the throne, and later his palace. In the ninth year of Qianlong, it was changed into a Tibetan Buddhist monastery, and the incense was prosperous, and it was also the place where the monks of the southwest tantric sect and the affiliated countries of the Qing Dynasty came to Beijing to place a stay.

There is a secluded courtyard on the west side of the Lama Temple, and not long ago there were thirteen red-clothed lamas, who were very cautious in entering and exiting, and their actions were secretive, they were the elders of Fang and the twelve heads.

At this time, a visitor came to the small courtyard and was brought to Elder Fang.

"In the military aircraft of Zhangjing Funahai, I have seen the mage. The man said respectfully.

Elder Fang invited him to sit down, and then asked him, "What happened to the deity's entrustment?"

"Mage, I have thoroughly checked it, and there is no such person as Mo Er among the three-rank guards with knives in the palace. ”

"Then there is such a person in the Military Aircraft Department?" Elder Fang frowned.

"There are not many people in the Military Aircraft Department, except for a few ministers of military aircraft, there are more than a dozen of us Zhang Jing, and there is no surname Mo among them. But, "Fu Nahai wanted to speak and stopped.

Elder Fang winked, and a red-clothed head behind him carried a plate with dozens of gold ingots in it.

Fu Nahai swallowed and spat at the mouth and said: "Thank you, Master, it is said that when the Shengshang Weifu went out to patrol the south of the Yangtze River, he was rescued by a person named Mo Er in Yangzhou, and later appointed him as the foreman of the Minister of Military Aircraft and the deputy envoy of Shen, and he was wearing Wen Sanpin's supplementary uniform. However, the age did not match the person the mage was looking for, who was very young and no more than twenty years old. ”

"Where is this man now?"

"It is said that he went back to his hometown in Yunnan. ”

Elder Fang nodded: "A person's appearance can be changed, and the deity was also puzzled at that time, this third-grade guard with a knife Mo Er did not have a trace of the Beijing accent, but it was quite a heavy Yunnan Yunnan accent. Please go and check on this person's situation again. ”

After a few days, the feedback about Mo Er's situation came back, and it turned out that his real name was called Mo Remnant, a person from Dali, Yunnan, Yunnan.

It was him, Elder Fang nodded affirmatively.

On the same day, they left the capital, rushed all the way to Yunnan, and finally came to Dali City after more than ten days.

The ancient city of Dali has a population of tens of thousands, and the farmers and merchants are densely populated, so it is not easy to find Mo Yan if you visit them privately. A red-clothed head tuo who was fluent in Chinese came to the Dali Mansion with a letter from Zhang Jingfu Nahai from the Military Aircraft Department.

Li Suizhi, the prefect of Dali, saw that the letter from the Military Aircraft Department of the capital did not dare to slack off, and urgently ordered his subordinates to investigate Mo Yan, and did not report that he found out that this person lived in Mojiayi under the Shengying Peak of Cangshan Mountain, and was born as a hunter for generations.

The red-clothed Toutuo searched all the way to Mojiayi, only to know that the Mo family had made a fortune and had moved to the city to live, and finally they stepped into the big mansion.

After listening to his mother's cry, Mo Yan realized that it was Elder Fang who finally came to the door.

"Mother, don't worry, those red-clothed heads just want to get one thing back, and they won't do anything to their father, so the child will go to them to exchange for his father. Mo Yan comforted her and said.

That night, Mo Yan said goodbye to his mother and returned to Jizu Mountain overnight.

After hearing this, Yin Danzi asked with some concern, "Is this Fang Elder difficult to deal with?"

Su Liyou said on the side: "Elder Fang is a very mysterious figure in Siam, it is said that he has an army of red robes composed of monks, named Monk but marries a wife and stays **, burning, killing and looting all kinds of evil, and was later defeated by Zheng Zhao and took refuge in Burma. ”

Mo Yan nodded: "Elder Fang's martial arts are extremely weird, it is indeed not easy to win him, and now that he has taken my father as a hostage, he can only return the earth beads in the crown of Ayutthaya to him when the time comes." ”

"Mo Yan, this trip is very dangerous, even if he returns the things, he may not be able to let you go. Yin Danzi said.

"You can only take one step at a time. "Mo Yan didn't have any good ideas in his heart.

"Let them all go with you, it's better to have more people. ”

"No, Master, the little mountain ghost can't go, it must keep in touch with Master Jin Danzi every day, and it must not be interrupted. Mo Yan replied.

In the end, after discussion, Mo Yan took Lai Bu and Su Li Demon to Mingzhen Island, if he could save his father, he would escort him back to Dali, and Mo Yan would go to explore the matter of Kun Si alone.

After packing up, they set off, and the little mountain ghost was reluctant to send it to the foot of Jizu Mountain.

Mo Yan and his entourage went directly south through northeast Myanmar and went to Minh Zhen Island.

The Kachin people in northeastern Myanmar belong to the same ethnic group as the Jingpo people in Yunnan, and during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Chu general Zhuang Ji led tens of thousands of Chu troops to conquer Kunming Dali and incorporated it into the territory of Chu. Chu died, the soldiers were not allowed to return to the country, so they scattered in Kunming, Dali, Mangshi, Longchuan and Mi** in northeastern Myanmar, until the Qianlong period, this place was still under the jurisdiction of the Qing Dynasty.

After more than ten days, Mo Yan and the others finally arrived at Tanah Salin on the shore of Amanda Sea.

"The guest officer is from the Great Qing Kingdom, and there was once a Qing ** who stayed in my small shop. The innkeeper chattered, not recognizing the young Mo Remnant.

"Shopkeeper, did a group of monks come a while ago?" Mo Yan asked him.

"Yes, they are the red-clothed heads on Mingzhen Island, and they also brought a blind old man from the Great Qing Kingdom to take a boat back to the island together. ”

Mo asked him to help rent a boat to go to Minjin Island. In the evening, the owner of the ship came, and when he saw that it was still the same Wu Naiye from the previous time, he didn't recognize Mo Yan as the previous Mo master.

The next day, Amanda had calm seas and they sailed out of Tanah Salin Harbor by boat.

It was the morning of the day when the wooden boat arrived at Minjin Island, and U Nai Ye found an acquaintance of the Moken tribe as usual and arranged for everyone to live in the firewood house.

Mo Mo absentmindedly took two mouthfuls of lunch, and then couldn't wait to go up the mountain with his bow and arrows on his back, while Lai Bu and Su Liyou stayed at home and waited for news.

It was the lunar month, and the first winter snow in Dali should be falling, and it was still hot and humid here, and the sweat soaked the clothes and sticky and uncomfortable.

"Stop, who are you?" jumped out of the mountain path and a red-clothed head jumped out to block the way.

"Take me to see Elder Fang, and say that the guard with a knife in front of the three ranks he is looking for is here. Mo Yan told him.

The red-clothed Toutuo looked at Mo Remnant, then nodded and whistled, and two more red-clothed Toutuo came out of the dense forest, looking up and down in surprise for a long time, and couldn't stop sighing in surprise, and then the three of them escorted Mo Remnant up the mountain.

They came to the back mountain and walked straight into the cave, where the original prohibition had been removed.

The scene in the cave is still the same, twelve wooden beds, pots and pots on the ground, and on top of the big mushroom stalagmite, the fat elder Fang is meditating with his eyes closed.

Mo Yan saw his blind father lying under the stone wall, skinny and haggard.

"Dad!" Mo Yan pounced, screaming sadly.

"Is it a remnant?" Mo Wenli reached out in surprise and touched Mo Remnant's face, tears oozing out of his shriveled eyes. (To be continued.) )