There was nothing to say along the way, and the convoy was not slow. It took six days to reach the border of Qijun. A towering mountain spread on the earth, with the north wind whistling, and the thick clouds on the mountain rolling, like a sea storm. It makes people feel that there must be a high-powered person hidden in the endless mountains.

Hong Yin and Hong Shen stood in front of the car, looking at the mountain from afar, with yearning in their eyes: "Yulong Mountain!"

When they came, Hong Yu and the other two hurriedly passed by, and passed by Yulong Mountain, the two third-rank extols were moved in their hearts.

Yuqing Temple in Yulong Mountain, the holy land of Taoist sect!

There is the Daxia national master there, the first-grade Hezhen Supreme Warrior Zhuoyi Taoist. Although Zhuoyi Taoist was controversial when the battle to wipe out Yunkong Temple, he was still one of the five first-grade Daxia, and his high status could not be shaken.

If time permits, the two of them really want to go to Yuqing to watch it, but they are anxious to return to Wudu and can only take a look at the vast Yulong Mountain from afar.

The convoy continued to move forward. They just passed by the outskirts of Yulong Mountain and did not have to go deep into the mountains. In the afternoon, the convoy arrived at the foot of Yulong Mountain, an inconspicuous town, "Yu Coffin Town".

Seeing that it was approaching evening, Hong Yu ordered: "Go to the town and find an inn to rest. I won't leave today."

"yes."

The convoy headed towards Yucang Town, and Hongxi rode his horse into the town and quickly went to arrange the inn. When Hongyu's convoy slowly drove into the quaint street paved with bluestone, Hongxi came sweating profusely: "Young master, it's really a coincidence that the inns in the town are already full."

Hong Yu was a little surprised: "It's full? What's going on?"

Hong Xi had already found out: "A few days ago, Yuqing Temple released the news that a Dharma Assembly will be held today, and some secret medicines and spiritual pills refined by Yuqing Temple will be sent to those who are destined to be free. So the wealthy families around us flocked to us, not only Yu Coffin Town, but also all the towns around Yulong Mountain and inns are full."

Hong Yu shook his head straight: "Why is it so coincidental? Forget it, find a suitable place to camp out of the town."

Hong Xi hurriedly said, "Young Master, although there are no inns, some families in the town can rent houses for people to live in. I went to see them in advance. There is one household that is not bad. Do you want to go and see them?"

After all, the weather was cold, and Hong Yu didn't want to camp in the wild, so he nodded and said, "Okay, you can lead the way."

Hongxi led the way first and arrived at a family in the northwest corner of the town.

"This family has a lot of industries and is said to be one of the best families in the town. Unfortunately, these generations are small in population, and most of the yards are vacant. This time, the yard was rented out for the sake of doing good."

During Hong Xi's introduction, Hong Yu looked up at the courtyard, with blue bricks and blue tiles, pink walls and snow-white. The walls were decorated with black pigments and some simple patterns.

Such a yard is just at a medium level in Wudu City, but in this small town it is already a "luxury house".

An old butler was waiting at the door. When they saw them coming, he opened the yard gate and invited them in very politely.

The yard is not small and they are more than enough to live in. It is clean and tidy, which is quite similar to Hong Yu's intention. He nodded: "Okay, just live here." Hong Xi hurried to the old housekeeper and said to the whole team. The whole team settled down and arranged people to guard the carriage. The rest of them went to rest. Hong Xi had already booked dinner, and a restaurant would come specially in a while.

Guan Ling has gradually entered the role, following Hong Yu, serving tea and water, without any resentment. But she is not a maid after all, and many details are not in place.

Hong Yu's room was undoubtedly the largest. What surprised him was that this room was not only independent from other rooms around, but also had a bedroom, study, kitchenette, and even a very clean toilet!

This place is close to Yulong Mountain. There is a stream flowing down from the mountain outside the yard. The owner brings the stream water into the toilet. Whether it is urinating or defecating, it will be washed away quickly and will not leave any smell.

Hong Yu didn't expect that this master was a very thoughtful person.

Under Guan Ling's service, he washed his face and returned to the study to rest. There were hundreds of books in the study, no more or less. There was a word hanging in the room:

The world is sad and the temples are known, and the world is completely infatuated.

He stood under this piece of characters, sucked for a moment, nodded secretly, and was even more curious about the owner of this family.

Hong Xi appeared at the door: "Young Master, the dinner is here. Do you want to wait for a while now?" Hong Yu said lightly: "Send it here." "Yes." It is probably because Hong Xi gave it a good price, and this restaurant is very willing to use the ingredients. There are a lot of various delicacies and wild game. Hong Yu was a little dry when he was too greasy.

After dinner, everyone retreated, Hong Shen and Hong Yin, one protected Hong Yu and the other guarded the convoy.

Hong Yu looked at the two sentences again and watched quietly for a moment, wanting to calm down and start practicing. At this time, a stream of elegant piano sound came, and Hong Yu was immediately curious and walked over to find that it was coming from the yard next door.

His room is just a wall separated from the next yard. It is said that the owner, the grandparents and grandchildren live in the next yard. On the wall, there happened to be a small door connecting both sides. And it seemed that there was no lock on the small door. Hong Yu stood at the door, and the sound of the piano was like the flowing water of the mountains, and gradually a faint fragrance of tea came.

Hong Yu had a greasy dinner, but now he smelled the fragrance of tea and suddenly felt a little eager.

He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he suddenly thought of something. He tilted his head for a while, and felt that this was a bit too coincidental. He turned around and called Hong Xi: "How did you find this place today?"

Hong Xi answered truthfully: "I searched for a small inn and an inn, and I was seen by someone on the way, and he led me over."

Hong Yu knew it in his heart, and couldn't help but smile and waved his hand, "I understand, go. By the way, call Su San."

Hong Xi agreed to go, and not long after, Su San ran over happily: "Young Master, are you looking for me?"

Hong Yu nodded and waved at him: "Follow me."

He led Su San out, pointed to the small door, attached to his ear, and gave such instructions, and patted Su San on the shoulder: "Go."

Su San nodded and strode to the back of the small door.

The sound of the piano is swaying, the fragrance of tea is gurgling, the moonlit night seems quiet and elegant, and the artistic conception is distant. Su San's dilapidated voice opened and shouted: "Which company is so unethical? The cotton plays in the middle of the night! It's not enough for people to sleep. I miss the man or the women who are so slutty, right? Then you can't let others sleep!"

The strings of the next yard broke with a bang, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly!

Su San muttered: "I deserve it!"

Hong Yu smiled and applauded silently at Su San. Su San grinned.

After sending Su San away, there was no movement in the next yard. Hong Shen kept standing on the side, enduring the pain of laughter.

Hong Yu refused to give up, and stood at the door of the study and shouted: "What kind of broken sentence is this? I'm whining without any illness, it's sour and rotten. Come on, take the paper and pen. It just so happened that I'm so excited today. Let me write a good poem that will penetrate you!"

"yes."

Hong Shen held back his laughter and made arrangements. If Dao Qingyue was here, he would have been bent over with laughter.
Chapter completed!