A carriage drove gently on the uneven stone road in Changfeng Town. The driver was a thin figure wearing a straw hat and plain clothes.

At this time, heavy coughing sounds were constantly coming from the carriage. The thin figure turned his head slightly, with a slight dimness in his smart eyes, looking around at the surrounding market, and finally fixed his gaze on the Mingguo Building.

, stopped the horse.

The thin figure turned around and opened the cover of the carriage. Old man Lin was huddled in the corner of the carriage, coughing. The thin figure said softly: "We have been traveling for a day and a night. Let's rest for the rest of the day before leaving in the evening."

Old Man Lin reluctantly raised his head and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry about me, I won't live much longer."

"Since I captured you, I can't leave you alone."

The thin figure helped Old Lin out of the carriage and walked into the inn. The waiter in the shop looked at the appearance of the two of them, especially Old Lin who was very sick and seemed to be dying. He frowned and said: "You two have gone to the wrong place, we are not here."

Pharmacy.”

"A guest room." The thin figure didn't say much, and directly threw a tael of silver to the waiter. The waiter's eyes lit up, he nodded and bowed and said: "You two guests, please come in quickly and get a room!"

"Keep an eye on my carriage."

"Don't worry, I will take care of everything!" Clutching the shiny silver, the waiter was in a very good mood and welcomed the two of them into a remote and quiet room on the fourth floor. The waiter said with a smile: "

Do you have any instructions, just--"

Before the waiter could finish speaking, the thin figure had already slammed the heavy wooden door shut.

"...Bah, don't you just have some bad money? Why are you putting on airs?" The waiter looked at the money in his hand, cursed and walked downstairs.

This is a large house with three rooms and a hall. There is a faint fragrance in the house, which is worthy of the word "upper house".

The thin figure helped Old Lin to the wooden bed in the back room, took out a pill from his arms and drank it for Old Lin. The effect of this pill was good. Old Lin's cough gradually subsided, and he lay down a little weakly.

The thin figure breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the back room slowly, sat on a wooden chair outside the hall, took off his straw hat, and found out that he was the young woman who kidnapped Old Man Lin.

The young woman took a deep breath and took off the clothes on her left hand. There was a thick bandage wrapped around her left arm, but it was stained red with blood. The young woman slowly untied the bandage, revealing the bandage inside.

Penetrating injury from a sharp object that was simply treated.

"Fortunately, there was no poison on the sharp weapon, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get here." The young woman took out a bottle of white powder and poured it on the wound, then put a new bandage on the wound. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to close her eyes.

take a break.

"Girl, you'd better go on your own." Old Man Lin's voice suddenly came over.

The young woman opened her eyes. Old man Lin held on to the wooden wall and walked out of the house tremblingly. The young woman softly replied: "You should rest quickly. When you return to the mountain, I will definitely ask the master to cure you."

sick."

Old Man Lin shook his head and said in a low voice: "With me as a burden, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back... Besides, do your disciples really have the same heart as you?"

The young woman fell silent. After taking Old Man Lin away, the killers who came from unknown sources continued to chase them. The young woman took Old Man Lin to the nearby station outside Qingcheng, but she did not expect that the group of residents

A fellow disciple in Dian was actually on the same team as those killers, and even wanted to take her life. The sword wound on her left arm was sustained at that time.

This made the young woman no longer dare to go to the Qingcheng sect, and she also had Old Lin as a burden. She couldn't walk on many roads, so she had to keep taking detours back to the mountains, and then she reached Changfeng County.

"Don't worry, those killers won't be able to find us despite traveling such a long way."

Old Man Lin shook his head and said: "Although I don't have much knowledge, I can see that those people really want you to die... and maybe me, too, although I don't know why. Girl, you'd better leave quickly.

But our Lin Ye is definitely innocent!"

The young woman turned her head away and her voice became a little cold: "Senior Brother Wang Kun said this himself, how could it be false!"

"I know him!"

"Oh, what's there to know about a beggar in the town?"

Old Man Lin gritted his teeth and said, "He, even if he is a beggar, he is still a good boy!"

"Shut up!" The young woman suddenly drew her sword and pointed it at Old Man Lin: "You are you and he is him. I don't want to harm innocent people! I will definitely kill your son!"

Seeing the murderous intent in the young woman's eyes, Old Man Lin sat down on the ground a little decadently and murmured: "In the past ten years, although he has never complained to me and was happy every day, I know that in his heart,

It’s very bitter.”

"Humph!" The young woman looked impatient, turned around and entered the house, slamming the door shut.

Old Man Lin's expression became even darker. He walked out of the wooden door and continued: "I don't know what to say, but after all, I have raised him for more than ten years. He may have some vicious words, but he has never done anything.

What an outrageous thing, how could he collude with outsiders to attack and kill your Qingcheng sect, how can he know martial arts!"

"I think you don't know him at all!" The young woman slapped her face on the wooden door, hitting Old Man Lin with her anger through the wooden door. Old Man Lin let out a low cry and fell heavily to the ground.

The young woman couldn't bear it and wanted to push the door and help Old Lin up, but she put her right hand on the door handle but didn't push it away for a long time. Finally, she snorted coldly, walked slowly to the bed and lay down on her side, holding the long hair in her arms tightly.

Jian, gently closed his eyes.

"Senior Brother Xiao, are you still alive..."

The sunlight outside the window was getting higher and higher, gently shining on the young woman's cheek, with a trace of tears on it.

…

"Are you sure that woman is a wanted criminal of the Huashan Sect!?"

In the inner room of the inn, the waiter looked serious, without any of the sleazy air before. He said to the middle-aged woman who greeted Lin Ye and Luo Tingyu yesterday: "You can't be mistaken. It's exactly the same as the portrait. Madam boss, just pass it on."

The news is true, the Huashan Sect will give you a thousand taels of silver, which is not a small amount."

The middle-aged woman pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "Although the Huashan sect has a grudge against us, that woman has no grudge against us either. Ever since I donated the silver from the mountain, there is not much money left in the store. This is a good way to make money."

It’s a good opportunity, Xiao Lizi, just go there yourself.”

"Don't worry, one thousand taels of silver will be yours, and I'll leave now."

"After the matter is completed, I will give you one hundred taels for running errands."
Chapter completed!