Zi hate

The Juggernaut was looking around when he had time during the battle, and he really saw the drunkard nearby, but he didn't expect that the other party no longer looked like he was always drunk whenever he saw him, and he bought something seriously and went up the mountain all the way.

Seeing that he found someone, the Juggernaut followed the drunkard up the mountain, and when he got to the top of Kuaishan, half of the older children came out to meet him. The child couldn't tell he looked like a half-urchin, and looked at him seriously: "Master, you bought some useless things again."

"Oh, you don't know what to do, you little brat," said the drunkard, scratching the child's nose and laughing heartily. "The mountain has not been peaceful these days, and the cult is making trouble. You didn't go down the mountain, right?"

The child took the things and said, "Whatever he is, just cut it off."

A bland sentence, far from the character of that alcoholic.

The drunkard picked up the child with a smile, and turned around: "Brother Jian, come out, why don't you come in and have a seat after following me all the way?"

The Juggernaut showed his figure, and walked over with his sleeves rolled up.

The child was not afraid of people, he bowed and said: "Hello, senior."

The Juggernaut patted the child's head and looked suspiciously at the alcoholic.

"I picked it up before, it looked fun, so I kept it."

The child didn't pay much attention to these words. The world has not been peaceful in the past ten years, and it is common for children to be abandoned, so there is nothing strange about it.

The three of them climbed up the stairs and continued to go up. The more they went up, the more peaceful it was. It was completely different from the scene of bloodshed and oars at the bottom of the mountain, just like a paradise.

The more he looked at it like this, the more uncomfortable the Juggernaut felt. He didn't understand why this person, who clearly had the ability to uphold justice, chose to settle here, disregarding the life and death of the common people.

The three went to the top of the mountain, the child came out of his master's arms, obediently poured tea, and served it to the two of them inside the house, and then he took the initiative to practice martial arts outside the house.

The Juggernaut looked at the tea in the cup in front of him, didn't drink it, just cupped his hands: "I won't bother you here, the mountain is in chaos, I can't feel at ease."

The implication speaks for itself.

"Oh, go slowly, don't send it off."

The man didn't care, as if he didn't hear the other party's subtext, he took a sip of tea, looked out of the window, and said loudly: "Hey! How many times have the brat told you not to cut like that."

The child outside the door heard it and immediately changed his tactics.

The Juggernaut couldn't carry this man down the mountain, and he was somewhat dissatisfied: "Brother Wuming really doesn't care about this world?"

"In this world," Wuming took another sip of tea, "how should I care about it?"

"You have an invisible knife in your hand, which is more than enough to block that cult, but you can't control it."

Wuming suddenly smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Then what does this world have to do with me?"

The Juggernaut was taken aback for a moment, and then became angry: "Brother Wuming, I really misjudged you!"

After saying that, he walked away.

Wuming didn't care, and continued to drink tea and watch his apprentice practice swords.

"Bai Sa! This medical fairy is about to freeze to death, how long will it take to get there?"

Bai Sa glanced at Shang Yu, who was shivering in the sedan chair wrapped in a big coat and hugging the stove, without saying a word.

The Juggernaut shouldn't be able to lie, but the two of them still couldn't find the place marked on the map under the guidance of the guard outside the pass.

It has been three days since I left the customs. There is no one living outside the customs, basically I can only sleep in a carriage. The day before, a horse froze to death, making the journey even more difficult.

"The Juggernaut isn't playing tricks on us, right?" Shang Yu couldn't help but continued, "I didn't say anything to offend him."

Shang Yu probably said too much to offend, and he couldn't tell which sentence was which.

Bai Sa got off the carriage and lightened the burden on the horse: "If we can't find it anymore, we will go back to the customs temporarily. You stay at the inn first, and I will take you there when I find a place."

Shang Yu answered immediately after hearing this: "This is really not good, but we should do as you say."

Hearing this, Bai Sa smiled lightly, seeing that person looking at him innocently.

Looking at the wind and snow in front of him, instead of decreasing, Bai Sa simply said: "Then let's go back first."

As he spoke, Bai Sa led the horse back and turned back. Halfway there, he suddenly heard a sound, and saw a dozen black shadows leaping and galloping in the distance, with agile figures, heading straight for the direction of Guanzhong.

As if aware of them, one or two of them looked at Bai Sa and the others, but without stopping, they almost immediately looked away and continued on their way.

Shang Yu tightened his clothes: "It may be someone from Xunfeng Pavilion."

Bai Sa looked at the map again: "Are you familiar with Lanchun Mountain in Xunfeng Pavilion? If you are familiar with it, it may be easier to find them if they guide us."

"Don't think about it, Xunfeng Pavilion has been hiding from the world for a hundred years. It is almost isolated from the world, and it is also very hostile to outsiders. They will not help us."

"You said that they had helped the Righteous Way at that time, so they shouldn't be so unkind, and the Juggernaut is in retreat in the northern border, so it's impossible that he hasn't had any contact with him."

Shang Yu tilted his head: "So?"

"Looking at the map, it's only half a day's journey to Xunfeng Pavilion, and we'll be there sooner at night." Bai Sa stepped into the carriage, ignoring Shang Yu's intentions, "Mr. Shang, hold on tight."

The horse was pulled around.

"Also, Mr. Wan Wangshang will try his best to keep quiet when he arrives at Xunfeng Pavilion in a while."

The last sentence melted into the wind and snow, drifting away.

Compared with the deserted outside the customs, the inside of the customs is still lively, especially when the new year is approaching, several shops have decorated their shops festively early.

There were people coming and going on the street, and a small group of people in masked black robes were shopping among them. They didn't talk much, took the things, handed over gold and silver and went on to the next shop.

The store owner is used to this group of people, and it is not surprising that this group of people will come every year.

As they were walking, there was a commotion sounded from far away. One of the black-robed men looked in shock, and looked at his companion again, not knowing what happened.

Just as he was wondering, he heard a rattling sound from the roof. When the men in black froze, they saw a person passing by the roof, his white robe fluttering, and his light-colored curly hair fluttering, entangled with snowflakes.

One of the men in black robes trembled with anger when he saw this scene, and said something to the people beside him, and those people followed orders to scatter in all directions.

"This bastard," Su Li muttered to herself angrily, "see if I don't beat him up when I get back."

Mu Heti was having a great time running on the roof, seeing the guards chasing her below, she smiled even more happily.

Hiding behind that mountain every day, he was almost suffocated to death, and finally he could go out of the mountain at this time, so how could he not have a good time playing around.

Mu Heti is strong but agile, even if there are guards in front of him, he will not allow others to take advantage of him.

But the Guanzhong market is not like those big cities, it doesn't extend very far, and it will soon come to an end.

When Mu Heti jumped down from the building, he heard someone calling him on the other side, using the language of his own clan, to the effect that his sister was angry and told him to stop making trouble.

As if Mu Heti had never heard of it, she continued to run towards the gate, wanting to play for a while.

It's just that they didn't come in through the closed gate. It was the first time for Mu Heti to come here, and he was not familiar with the inside of the pass, and this direction used to be where the guarding barracks were stationed.

As Bai Sa said, the two arrived at the gate of Xunfeng Pavilion before dark.

Xunfeng Pavilion is located on the sunny side of Lanchun Mountain, and climbs up the slope on the mountainside according to the mountain.

Bai Sa stepped forward and knocked on the door, and it took a long time before a boy in white came to open the door.

The little boy rubbed his eyes: "Who do you dare to ask Your Excellency? What is the purpose of coming here?"

Bai Sa looked at the sky, and said first: "We went up the mountain to look for people, but unfortunately we failed for a few days. I want to ask if anyone here knows the place we are looking for."

Bai Sa felt that Shang Yu had poked him, so he had no choice but to continue: "Besides, it was getting late, and there was a heavy snowstorm in the mountains at night, so I wonder if I can stay overnight."

The little boy nodded obediently: "Everyone wait a moment, I will inform the Pavilion Master."

After waiting at the door for a while, the little boy came back to announce and welcome them in. Along with him was a disciple of the Xunfeng Pavilion. The man's face was resolute, dyed in the wind and snow, and his white clothes and wide sleeves came rushing towards him with awe-inspiring aura.

After leading the two people in, the disciple first let them stay, saying that if there is anything to do, we will discuss it in the next day and rest first.

This appearance is not as bad as Shang Yu said.

The two thanked each other and entered the arranged residence.

After three days, they finally had a peaceful sleep. The two of them slept soundly until dawn without any dreams.

On the second day, the two were invited to discuss the person they were looking for. When they arrived at the meeting hall, they were quite surprised to see the person sitting upright.

At first glance, the person sitting on the main seat seems to be no more than the age of dancing spoons, but the dignified and steady eyebrows and eyes, and the extraordinary demeanor of his gestures are very different from those of his peers.

According to the introduction, this is the owner of the Xunfeng Pavilion.

Is it possible that this Xunfeng Pavilion has transcended foreign objects and cultivated the art of rejuvenation?

The child stepped down from the main seat and bowed to them: "Last night I rested early, I didn't entertain you, I hope you will forgive me."

Bai Sa glanced at Shang Yu, and coughed lightly: "It's because we are not polite enough to bother you at night, and I hope the pavilion master will not take it to heart."

The child was only as tall as Bai Sa's waist, so he felt strange when he bowed.

"I heard people say that you are here looking for someone, if there is anything we can do to help, just say so."

Bai Sa thanked him, and took out the map: "Please ask the pavilion master to see where this mark is, so we can find it."

The Pavilion Master of Xunfeng Pavilion took the map, looked at it for a long time, and frowned: "I don't know what you are doing here?"

Bai Sa thought that there was nothing to hide and said bluntly: "We were in the city before, and we were entrusted by the senior sword master to come here to save people. He gave us a map and said that there are people here who want us to heal."

As soon as the words were finished, several disciples suddenly walked out from around them, and raised their swords to surround the two of them.

The pavilion master slowly squeezed the map tightly, and paused word by word: "Sword Master."

Bai Sa suddenly felt bad.

"I advise you two, don't go there. This is the top of Lanchun Mountain. The only way up the mountain was cut off by us three months ago."

The two don't know why.

"That man will die sooner or later, even if he can find the world's medical sage, so what, let alone you two baffling guys." The pavilion master waved his sleeves, raised a small brow, "see off the guest!"

Seeing people approaching, Bai Sa slashed his knife: "No need, we will leave on our own."

As he said, he took Shang Yu out, and just as he left, he heard the door slam shut.

Shang Yu hummed in the car: "Don't say anything? Huh?"

Bai Sa coughed a little ashamedly: "Things are unpredictable, I think the relationship between Juggernaut and Xunfeng Pavilion should be good."

"Look at the widower's face of that Juggernaut, who can make friends with him."

Bai Sa led the horse down the mountain, and said helplessly, "Mr. Shang, you are truly blessed and blessed."

To be able to live up to now by relying on this mouth is not only a blessing and a great destiny, it is simply a lucky star, only according to him.

The two went down the mountain to return to Guanzhong. After walking for a day and resting in the middle of the night, they saw more than a dozen fires in a distance.

Bai Sa patted the snorting horse, held his breath with his knife in hand, thinking that if the people in Xunfeng Pavilion didn't mention the Juggernaut, they would be able to avoid it, and if they were villains, a fight would be inevitable.

The flames got closer and closer, and soon the other party seemed to see them too. The flames scattered and went out a few times.

After a long time, someone in the large group said with a strange accent: "Who is the other side?"

Bai Sa frowned, smelling the smell of blood, and said loudly: "It's just a passerby at night, staying here overnight."

The other person seemed to be whispering for a while before saying, "Then don't bother me."

As he spoke, he lit the fire again and moved on.

Bai Sa couldn't hear the other party's accent, so he was sure it wasn't someone from Xunfeng Pavilion. He looked curiously, but he only saw black clothes and flames. The last person staggered forward alone, slowing down the team's speed.

That's where the bloody smell comes from.

Bai Sa watched for a long time, seeing that the other party was about to disappear, she couldn't help asking: "Is that person seriously injured?"

For a moment, the flames flickered in panic, and the sound of swords being unsheathed split the snowy night.

"Wait a minute, everyone," Bai Sa said in a deep voice, "I don't mean anything malicious. I'm afraid it will be difficult to continue with that person's appearance."

"My husband is quite proficient in medical skills. If you don't mind, you can help me take a look."

The group of people looked at each other, not sure, and dared not go forward.

Bai Sa felt a little bad, and knocked the carriage with his backhand, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains.