In the evening, Steward Xue came to the stone room again with a flushed face, and said with a smile through the iron grille: "Miao Fenglin, have you always had a good time?"

The Miao Hall Master snorted: "Xue Zifeng, you call the old man by his name, it seems that you are ready to make a move." ”

"Hehe, Miao Fenglin, your brothers who died of illness, were dismissed, and were dealt with by the gang rules are all gone now, do you still want to eat and drink here for nothing until you are old? Tomorrow, the steward will personally send you on your way. Steward Xue said proudly.

The Miao Hall Master closed his eyes and ignored him.

"Mr. Xia, the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, do you still have to resist to the end?"

"Well, if you don't bring it in life, if you don't take it away in death, I'll tell you. Mr. Xia's voice was sad and helpless.

"What are you talking about? Steward Xue was overjoyed.

"Come here. "Mr. Xia seems to be weak.

"Okay," Steward Xue turned around and shouted, "Come on, open the cell door." ”

Someone outside the cave answered, and one of the henchmen immediately hurried down the stone steps, took out the key, opened the copper lock, and opened the iron gate.

The men evaded. Mr. Xia commanded stiffly.

"Third child, you go out first. Steward Xue turned his head and said.

"You're afraid of danger alone, so I'd better stay here. The third guard hesitated.

Steward Xue waved his hand: "Don't get in the way, Miao Fenglin has already pulled out Lin, and he is a waster." ”

"Yes, I'm just outside, something called me. "The third child is out.

At this moment, Xia Bashan was in great surprise, he didn't speak, where did the voice come from was exactly the same as himself, and there was no secret recipe at all.

Steward Xue walked in front of Xia Bashan, bowed his head and bent down respectfully and said, "Mr. Xia, please speak, I'm listening here." ”

At this time, Mo Yan was standing behind him, learning from what Mr. Limu of the pine forest had done, raised his hand and slapped it with all his might, and struck it on the Baihui acupoint above Steward Xue's head with all his might......

With a "snap", Steward Xue straightened up and shook twice, his eyes stared directly at Mo Yan as if he couldn't believe it, and then slowly shrank to the ground, and his body fell crookedly.

Although Mo Yan recognized the acupuncture points correctly, his body was strong and full of true qi, but he would not be lucky, although he tried his best to stun Steward Xue with all his strength.

At this moment, Miao Hall Master and Xia Bashan were both stunned.

"Hey, the third listen, immediately go and pull a carriage with a canopy to come and stop at the door, Mr. Xia and I are going to see the prefect Gui immediately, go quickly." Mo Yan imitated Steward Xue's voice in ventriloquist and commanded loudly.

"Yes. The third child outside replied.

Xia Bashan looked at Mo Yan directly: "You are ......"

"Good boy, I really can't imagine that there are such two more hits, but I can't make a palm, and I barely fainted. A smile appeared on the Miao Hall Master's pale face.

Mo Yan packed up his baggage, and hurriedly said: "Wait for the carriage to arrive, I will drive the third child, and then carry Uncle Miao to the car." Mr. Xia, can you walk on your own?"

"Yes, you can. Shabashan had already stammered as he spoke.

Not long after, the voice of the third guard came from outside: "Steward Xue, the carriage is ready." ”

"Third child, you go and inform the gate guard, Mr. Xia and I don't show up in the carriage, let the little child catch the car, and if there is an emergency, you must go into the city overnight to meet the prefect. ”

"It's better to let me catch the car. The third said hesitantly.

"No need. Mo Yan hurriedly scolded.

"Yes. The footsteps of the third child were far away.

"Quick, let's go. Mo Yan said hurriedly.

"Mo Remnant, put the quilt on Xue Zifeng's body, pretending to be an old man, you can delay for some time. Miao Hall Master said.

Mo Yan dragged the fainting Steward Xue to the floor of the Miao Hall Master, pulled the quilt over the hood, and then carried the Miao Hall Master and carried the burden out of the iron gate, and Mr. Xia followed behind with staggering steps.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the stone cave, and there was no one around, Mo Yan put the Miao Hall Master into the carriage, and helped Xia Bashan to get on the car.

"Mo remnant, there are only two roads away from the official ferry, there is no boat at night on the waterway, only take the dry road to the direction of Yichang, but the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk fast. The Miao Hall Master gasped and said.

"Uncle Miao, I can't take care of it anymore, let's go on the road first. Mo Yan raised his horsewhip and drove the carriage away.

The guard at the gate of the manor had been notified that Steward Xue had something to go to Yichang Mansion, and the third child was standing next to the gate.

"Third child, go and guard the door of the stone cave quickly, no one is allowed to approach, wait for me to come back. The sound of Steward Xue's command came from the carriage.

"Yes. The third child responded, he felt that Steward Xue was acting a little abnormally tonight, but it was indeed his voice, although there was a little doubt in his heart, but he still hurried to the backyard to wait.

Out of the manor, Mo brutally whipped two lashes and drove the carriage away.

The moon is sparse, the faint moonlight is sprinkled on the rugged mountain road, the dark woods on both sides, everything is silent, and only the crisp sound of horses' hooves can be heard.

"Mo Remnant," the Miao Hall Master in the carriage struggled and said, "It's two hundred miles to Yichang Mansion, although Xue Renfeng will be injured in the death hole, but his strength is not great, he will wake up in a few hours at most, if he chases with a fast horse, he will definitely catch up with us before the carriage arrives in Yichang." There was a three-way intersection thirty miles ahead, and the road to Yichang was to the southeast, so we diverted to the northeast to Xiangyang Mansion to avoid the pursuers. ”

"Okay. Mo Yan replied.

"In the dungeon, Xue Renfeng should have been strangled to death, but the old man remembered that you had never killed anyone and didn't want you to take your life, so he didn't say anything. After he wakes up, the Wushan Gang will definitely search for us everywhere, and Lord Gui is complicit with them, and the government may also send a sea arrest document to arrest us, so I'm afraid you two won't be able to go back to Yunnan for the time being. The only way to do this is to go to the True Martial Arts Temple of Jiugong Mountain in Xiangyang, which is five hundred miles away, to avoid the limelight for the time being, and then make plans after the matter is over. Miao Hall Master said with all his strength.

Xia Bashan's puzzled voice came from the carriage: "Mo Yan, when did you learn ventriloquism?"

"I learned it from Mr. Mu when I was in private school. Mo Mian covered up the past.

While driving, Mo Yan asked with some puzzlement: "Uncle Miao, are the government also in the same group as Steward Xue?"

"Well, Mrs. Min was originally the Qinglou Song Ji of Yichang Mansion, her name was Yan'er, and she was raised by Gui Qi, the prefect of Yichang, all year round. The old gang leader of the Wushan Gang Min was widowed in his later years, and his son was still young, and someone was a matchmaker from it, so the old gang leader redeemed himself for Yan'er and married back to Padang. Within two years, the old gang leader couldn't afford to fall ill and died of a terminal illness, this Mr. Xia knew it. At that time, because the young gang leader was still young, Yan'er, as Mrs. Min, took charge of the Wushan Gang. This gang controls the water and land transportation business from the Han River to the Sichuan River, and I heard that Mrs. Min wants to give Gui Qi several percent of the profits every year, but there is no real evidence, and it is the prefect of Yichang, so no one dares to make irresponsible remarks.

The symptoms of the young gang leader are exactly the same as those of the old gang leader ten years ago, the same is a terminal illness, Mr. Xia said in the inner hall that day that the young gang leader died of the five poisons of the heart of the dispersion, the old man was alert at this moment. After thinking about it, he suspected that it was Mrs. Min and Steward Xue who poisoned them, and even Lord Gui had a part. When the prefect Gui Qi came to the helm to inspect the corpse, and insisted that the cause of death was not poisoning, but Mr. Xia's improper treatment, the old man was even more conclusive. When Yan'er married the old gang leader, and then waited for the opportunity to poison their father and son to control the Wushan Gang, it was their long-planned conspiracy. "The voice of the Miao Hall Master is getting weaker and weaker.

"No wonder I came out of the government and stayed in the inn, and I was incense by Wushan that night. ”

"It's all because the old man has no eyes, not only harmed the young gang leader, but also affected a lot of brothers in the gang......" At this moment, the Miao hall master was already like a gossamer.

In the moonlight, a three-way intersection appeared ahead.

"Take the road on the left, and you will be there in two days...... Xiangyang. The Miao Hall Master let out a sigh of relief and was silent.

"Mo Yan, the Miao Hall Master is dead. Xia Bashan said silently in the carriage.

He told Mo Yan that the master of Miao Hall was originally a closed disciple of the True Martial Arts Guantian Xuzhen Zhenren, and was later expelled from Jiugong Mountain for violating the door rules.

Mo Yan drove the carriage with tears in his eyes and did not speak again.

Along the way, in addition to simply eating something and feeding and drinking water to the horses, they have been speeding in the direction of Xiangyang all day and night.

Two days later, in the early morning, they finally came to the foot of Jiugong Mountain.

Jiugong Mountain, a few miles southwest of Xiangyang City, is full of forests and lush greenery. The True Martial Arts Temple is built on the mountain, the red wall and green tiles are faintly exposed on the cliff, and a stone step path winds through the main hall of the front view.

Mo Yan carried the corpse of the Miao Hall Master and Xia Ba Mountain up the stairs along the steps, until he came to the front of the main hall. A deacon and Taoist came forward and was quite surprised to see this.

"We want to see the real people. Shabashan said.

The Taoist priest looked at this unkempt old man with a stinking smell on his body, took a step back and asked, "Who are you, what are you looking for?"

Xia Bashan pointed to the Miao Hall Master on Mo Yan's back: "He is a closed disciple of Tianxu Zhenren, and we are entrusted to come." ”

The Taoist priest looked at the Miao Hall Master and asked, "Is he sick?"

"Dead. Shabashan replied.

When the Taoist priest heard this, he stretched out his hand to probe, and sure enough, it was a corpse, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, and said: "You wait here, and the poor Dao will go and tell you." Then he hurried into the temple.

After a while, a group of young Taoist priests poured out, some with long swords, led by a middle-aged Taoist with a serious face.

"Poor Dao Zhenyangzi, Tianxu Master Venerable is wandering outside, if there is anything, just say it to Poor Dao. The Taoist chief looked at the two of them and glanced at the Miao Hall Master.

"This is Badong Miao Fenglin, before his death, he asked the old man to bury him on Jiugong Mountain and return to the master, we came all the way to send the corpse. ”

Zhen Yangzi was stunned at first when he heard this, took two steps forward and carefully looked at the Miao Hall Master for a moment, and then laughed, and said: "Sure enough, it's Senior Brother Miao, I didn't expect you to die like this, where did your arrogance go at the beginning, haha, if you die, you still want to be buried back in Jiugong Mountain, dream." ”

Xia Bashan heard that Zhenyangzi was not inferior to the dead Miao Hall Master, and he was immediately angry: "The Taoist is so disrespectful to the dead, the True Martial Dao Temple is really too much. Hmph, the old man won't tell you, the True Martial Dao Temple is not there, so we will sit here and wait for him to come back. ”

"The poor Dao here has the final say, you hurry up and take Miao Fenglin's corpse down the mountain, it stinks, so as not to defile the Taoist temple. True Yoko said disdainfully.

"If you can't see the sky, the old man will never go down the mountain. ”

"Ha, how can you be allowed to spread wild here, come here, knock them down the mountain. Mayoko shouted.

"It's early in the morning, who's making a noise here?" an old Taoist priest yawned and walked over.

"Uncle Shizu. The Taoist priests bowed their heads and saluted.

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