Report to the owner, madam is crazy again

It rained until the next day. The rain in the morning was much lighter, but it was still impossible to go on the road. At noon, the rain gradually became lighter.

However, no one was in a hurry. With the light rain falling in the sky, Zhiyun didn't even know where the excitement came from, and even proposed to ask Yan Moxiao for advice on some tricks.

Of course Yan Moxiao refused. Although he is the leader of a faction, Zhiyun is definitely not his opponent, and he is full of poison. If one is not cured in time, the matter of going to the Chongxu faction will soon be in vain. .

In the end, Bai Zidu took the initiative to stand up and fought with Zhiyun.

After lunch, when the group was about to leave again, one of the guards who went to monitor Su Xinshi came back.

Yan Mo glanced at it with a smile, turned around and entered the room, the others didn't ask what happened, but Zhiyun glanced at the guard who walked past.

The guard entered the room and took out a soft-looking, brown-yellow string from his pocket. Looking carefully, the string was not made of countless cotton threads or other twists, but a single string.

Yan Moxiao took the thin rope, squeezed it in his hand, it felt very elastic, and after pulling it, it was also very resilient.

"Horn tendons?" Yan Mo smiled and looked at the guards.

"When the two of us were monitoring Su Xinshi today, we found that someone went to find Su Xinshi, and then left a bag of things. The subordinate went to take a look when Su Xinshi was out to see off the guests. In addition to money, there were dozens of items in it. A horn of beef tendon, the subordinate only took one, so it won't be discovered."

The guard nodded and told what he found.

"The horned beef tendons from the Hanmei gang are now in the hands of Su Xinshi..."

Putting down the horn tendons, Yan Moxiao tapped the table lightly, looking forward with a slight frown.

When Su Xincheng's brothers rebelled, they didn't say why they rebelled. Later, Su Xincheng died and Su Xinshi was robbed. These things were investigated without source, which was tantamount to turning into a case without merit.

Now Su Xinshi suddenly appeared in this small town that didn't even have a name, and it was also involved in the incident of the loss of horns and tendons of the Hanmei Gang, which made him think a lot.

Is the person who robbed Su Xinshi the same group as the person who gave him horn and tendon now?Judging from the current situation, nine out of ten are yes.

However, it is common sense that some people covet the Shenbing Mountain Villa, but the price of something with limited uses such as horns and tendons is not sky-high. Why would anyone want to snatch it?

"I will find someone to replace you at Su Xinshi's side. You can take someone to the Hanmei Gang to find out more about who Huang Yang had contact with back then."

"Yes, owner," the guard took the order and left quickly. Yan Moxiao picked up the horn and tendon again, and looked at it for a while.

Although the use of this horned tendon is limited, it is the treasure of the Hanmei gang. Although the method of making it is unknown, the horned tendon is very thin, so Yan Moxiao recommended this to Yiliu at that time Make crossbow strings.

But why?It's just horn tendon.

When Yan Moxiao came out of the inn, Yi Liu was sitting on the horse boredly counting the manes of the horses, counting one by one, and had already pinched a small handful in his hand.

The horse snorted when it was tickled, but it was very spiritual and didn't shake its head to avoid Yiliu.

Yan Mo jumped on the horse with a smile, hugged Yiliu in his arms, and then nodded to Zhiyun.

"Dao has been waiting for a long time, let's set off!"

However, it seems that God intends to keep them. Not long after they left the town, it rained heavily again. At this time, it was too late to hide from the rain when they returned to the town, so they had to find a ruined temple temporarily.

Everyone hid in one after another, and tied the horses in a straw shed outside the ruined temple.

"How is it?" Yan Mo smiled and wiped the sweat from Yiliu's forehead with the corner of his clothes. Although he had tried his best to protect him just now, after all, the wind and rain were merciless, so he was still wet a lot.

Yi Liu tugged on Yan Moxiao's coat, which Yan Moxiao took off his own clothes in time to put on him when he realized something was wrong.

Yi Liu raised his head to Yan Moxiao and shook his head, expressing that he was fine, although he was a little wet, but fortunately Yan Moxiao was protecting him and sending his internal energy to him all the time, so he didn't feel anything, and his body was still warm .

The guards collected all the dry grass and some branches from the ruined temple, and lit a small bonfire. Around the bonfire, everyone took off their clothes and outerwear to dry.

Although Zhiyun was wet all over, he still looked gentle. He handed the dust whisk to his disciples, walked to the door and looked out, then walked back slowly, and sat by the campfire.

"The sky thinks that I'm urging the Taoist too fast, let us rest and rest, I'm really ashamed."

"Daoist Zhiyun is worried too much. I think it's because God sees that we are lazy and unwilling to hurry, so it just rains and asks us to stop and look at him more."

Luo Qing fumbled and took out a paper bag from his bosom, which contained two steamed buns. He groped on Bai Zidu's body with one hand, but found nothing, so he simply pulled out Bai Zidu's saber, and took out the steamed buns. Insert it on the top, and baked the steamed buns on the campfire.

Bai Zidu's weapon is actually not this saber, but a soft sword at his waist, but he always holds a saber, and I don't know if it is a quirk or to make others relax their vigilance way.

Bai Zidu watched Luo Qing take away his saber, but he didn't react. He just took out another steamed bun from the paper bag and stuck it on the sword.

People who practice martial arts have a lot of food, so Bai Zidu is naturally the same, but he usually eats [-]% full, now that Luo Qing bakes steamed buns, he can still eat some more.

"I still have some dried bacon in my bosom, I'll eat it later," Luo Qing grinned at Bai Zidu, looking very proud.

Bai Zidu still had no expression on his face, he just reached out his hand to touch Luo Qing's skirt, reached in and took out a paper bag, after opening it, there was very appetizing jerky inside.

Yan Mo watched the interaction between the two with a smile, slightly raised his eyebrows, and didn't speak, just lowered his head and gently pinched Yi Liu's face.

Yi Liu was caught off guard, completely unaware of what happened.

Zhiyun looked at the long sword used to bake steamed buns in Luo Qing's hand, with envy in his eyes, he turned his head to look at Yan Moxiao, with admiration for Shenbing Villa in his tone.

"People in the Jianghu say that the weapons in the Shenbing Villa are all magic weapons. Although I don't use any swords, I am quite envious when I look at them at this moment."

He took the dust fly from his disciple, lovingly caressing every strand of the dust dust in his hands.

Yi Liu looked over in Yan Moxiao's arms, and glanced over the whisk, every strand of silk on it was very shiny, but the color of the strand itself was not pretty, it was the color of white and yellow, like a sixtieth birthday The old man has a yellow beard.

"Since the Shenbing Villa dares to use the name of the Shenbing, it must have real skills. This sword is just an ordinary weapon, and it is not a problem with other weapons."

Hearing Zhiyun's words, Yan Mo's smiling eyes swept over Zhiyun's whisk, but the expression on his face did not seem to be smiling.

"If Daoist Zhiyun wants to, go to the Shenbing Villa and make a contract, and you can get a new whisk in a few days. However, the Shenbing Villa does not accept credit, so the Taoist priest should think about it."

Yan Mo's smile made Zhiyun a little embarrassed, he didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile awkwardly.

Yan Mo smiled but suddenly laughed out loud, "Don't take it seriously, the master of the village. If the master wants a new whisk, I will give him one this time. Can you get a gift from the Chongxu Sect!"

Zhiyun was a little embarrassed at first, but when he heard this, he immediately burst into laughter, and the embarrassment just now was wiped away.

"In that case, I would like to thank Master Yan."

The two were still chatting casually, but suddenly there was a messy sound of horseshoes outside, everyone's face straightened up, and the guards stood up one after another.

The sound of horseshoes came very quickly, and it took only a moment to reach the ruined temple. The sound of horseshoes stopped at the entrance of the ruined temple, and soon entered the ruined temple.

Those people also seemed to have got off their horses and walked in quickly.

The leader was a scholar-like man in cloth shirt, holding a paper fan in his hand to cover his head, it seemed to be used to keep out the rain.

After he brought people in, he was not surprised to see Yan Moxiao and the others. He just bowed his hands to the crowd and performed the salute of a Jianghu person, and then took his subordinates to the corner on the other side and sat down. .

Yan Mo looked at the leading scholar with a smile, frowned slightly but didn't speak, but Zhiyun didn't respond, and even saluted the scholar.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while.