Siheyuan: A journey of mountains and rivers

As night fell, He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaomu followed the Liu family servants all the way to the south city. The moonlight sprinkled on the earth, reflecting their determined figures. Along the way, He Yuzhu's heart surged with tension and expectation. He knew that this would be a difficult battle, but he was also determined to fight side by side with his master to protect innocent people.

The night in South City was particularly quiet, and the streets were empty. The Liu family servants took them to the Liu Mansion, where they saw a mess, and it was obvious that a fierce battle had just taken place.

"Master He, you are finally here!" The head of the Liu family had a pale face. When he saw Lin Xiaomu and He Yuzhu, he seemed to see the dawn of hope.

Lin Xiaomu nodded and looked around sharply. "Where are the enemies now?"

The head of the Liu family said in a trembling voice: "The ghost just left, but he claimed that he would come again tomorrow. If we don't hand over our property, he will massacre the entire Liu Mansion."

He Yuzhu clenched his fists, and a raging anger burned in his heart. He knew that this was a battle of life and death, and he had to go all out.

Lin Xiaomu looked deep in his eyes and whispered to He Yuzhu: "He Yuzhu, this battle will test your courage and wisdom. Remember, don't underestimate the enemy, and don't be afraid."

He Yuzhu nodded firmly and secretly vowed in his heart that he must protect the Liu Mansion and defeat the ghost.

In the night, He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaomu arranged defenses in Liu's mansion. They carefully planned and prepared for the upcoming fierce battle. Time passed bit by bit, and the air was filled with tension.

The darkness before dawn is the deepest. Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, followed by a group of black shadows approaching Liu's mansion. The ghost appeared again with his men, with a cruel light flashing in his eyes.

"How dare you resist! Today I will let you taste my power!" The ghost laughed wildly, waving the weapon in his hand, and rushed towards Liu's Mansion.

"Prepare for battle!" Lin Xiaomu ordered loudly, and He Yuzhu and the guards of Liu Mansion immediately entered combat status.

He Yuzhu clenched the sword in his hand, with infinite fighting spirit surging in his heart. He took a deep breath and stared at the enemy in front of him firmly. He knew that this battle would determine the fate of the Liu family and would also test his courage and wisdom.

The battle broke out instantly, with swords and sabers intertwined, and the air was filled with the sound of metal colliding and people's roars. He Yuzhu was like a nimble cheetah, quickly shuttling between the enemies. His swordsmanship was sharp and precise, and every move was full of power and speed.

"He Yuzhu, be careful!" Lin Xiaomu's voice came in the chaos. He was fighting fiercely with the ghost.

He Yuzhu turned around quickly and saw the ghost wielding a sharp long knife, attacking Lin Xiaomu fiercely. He Yuzhu's heart tightened, and he immediately rushed forward to block his master.

"Hmph, you're looking for death!" The ghost sneered, and the knife flashed towards He Yuzhu like lightning.

He Yuzhu was not afraid, and quickly swung his sword to meet the attack. The two clashed in an instant, and the sword and knife lights collided in the air, creating dazzling sparks. He Yuzhu felt a powerful force coming, but he gritted his teeth and resisted with all his strength, not retreating at all.

"He Yuzhu, pay attention to his moves and find the right opportunity to counterattack!" Lin Xiaomu instructed from the side, his eyes full of expectation and concern.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath and concentrated on observing every move of the ghost. He knew that only by responding calmly could he find the enemy's flaws. The battle continued fiercely.

The light of dawn poured in through the window, and the noise of the battle finally ended in the darkness of the night. Inside Liu's mansion, the ground was littered with enemy weapons and debris, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaomu stood in the courtyard, looking at the surroundings full of traces of battle, and felt a long-lost peace in their hearts.

He Yuzhu let out a long sigh, his body covered in dust and blood, but his eyes gleamed with a gleam of victory. He looked at his master, and Lin Xiaomu had a gratified smile on his face, obviously satisfied with the outcome of the battle.

"Master, we won." He Yuzhu said, with a hint of fatigue in his voice, but more of pride and sense of accomplishment.

Lin Xiaomu nodded and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder. "He Yuzhu, you did a great job. This battle not only proves your courage and wisdom, but also allows you to further understand the cruelty and reality of the martial arts world."

The head of the Liu family came forward with a grateful look on his face and bowed deeply to express his gratitude. "Master He, Master He Yuzhu, it is really thanks to you that we have survived this disaster. I have no way to repay you, and I would like to invite you and everyone to have a sumptuous dinner to express my gratitude."

Lin Xiaomu smiled and nodded. "This is what we should do. You're welcome. However, everyone really needs to rest and recover."

He Yuzhu looked at the exhausted but grateful Liu family head, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He knew that this gratitude was not only a respect for the master, but also an affirmation of himself.

At dinner time, the hall of Liu's house was brightly lit, and the table was filled with sumptuous dishes. He Yuzhu and Lin Xiaomu sat in the main seats, surrounded by the Liu family and guards, all of whom had smiles on their faces, and the atmosphere was warm and enthusiastic.

"Come on, let's raise our glasses and celebrate our victory!" The head of the Liu family raised his glass with a smile on his face.

Everyone raised their glasses, laughter and cheers intertwined. He Yuzhu looked at this warm scene and felt extremely satisfied. He knew that this was not only a victory in a battle, but also a sublimation of the soul.

"He Yuzhu, this battle has made you grow a lot." Lin Xiaomu said in a low voice, with relief in his eyes.

He Yuzhu nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Master, I understand a lot. Things in the martial arts world are complicated and changeable, but as long as you have justice in your heart and face it bravely, you will definitely be able to overcome difficulties."

Lin Xiaomu smiled and clinked his glass with He Yuzhu's. "Well said. Remember, this is just one step in your growth. There will be more challenges waiting for you in the future."

It was late at night, and the banquet ended with laughter. He Yuzhu returned to his room and lay on the bed, thinking back to his experiences over the past few days. He closed his eyes and felt the peace and strength in his heart.

In the following days, He Yuzhu continued to practice and study in the courtyard. His relationship with his master became closer, and every day was fulfilling and meaningful. However, the waves of fate never stop, and not long after, a letter from afar broke their peaceful life.

It was a sunny morning, and He Yuzhu was practicing swordplay in the courtyard. Suddenly, a carrier pigeon flew into the courtyard and landed on his shoulder. He Yuzhu took the letter, opened it, and his face suddenly became solemn.