After he returned home, he told Jiang Yuyan that she wanted to go to Dongchu. While he was away, she should not leave the house and send people to handle everything.
Although this is the capital, the Nanjiang family is extremely powerful and has a deep foundation in the court. Even if they are under the emperor's feet, they will not be too scrupulous.
Jiang Yuyan thought for a while and said, "I want to go with the master."
Li Muchan shook his head: "This trip is too dangerous, it's best if you don't go."
Jiang Yuyan said: "My family will come to me. Rather than doing that, it would be better to stay with the master. It will give me a little more vitality, right?"
Her bright eyes moved, showing a tender and compassionate expression.
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and nodded slowly, feeling that it made sense.
Her bright eyes were fixed on Li Muchan. Seeing him nodding, Jiang Yuyan suddenly smiled: "Master...?"
Li Muchan said: "Then go to General Hua. This time he will bring the Forbidden Palace Dragon Guard with him, so he will be safe."
The smile suddenly froze, and Jiang Yuyan shook her head: "Master, I won't go!"
"Why?" Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said with a smile: "General Hua is a decent man and will not force others to do anything, so don't worry!"
"It's not because of that..." Jiang Yuyan shook her head and hummed: "I hate people like him the most. He comes from a good family, thinks he is elegant, and is extremely artificial!"
Li Muchan shook his head and laughed. In his eyes, General Hua's behavior was elegant, free and easy, but in Jiang Yuyan's eyes, it was all artificial. It was really different for thousands of people.
He thought for a while and sighed: "You'd better go to Shenguang City and wait for me there."
"Okay." Jiang Yuyan smiled as brightly as a flower, blooming like a snow lotus.
General Hua left Beijing first, and then he left. Jiang Yuyan put on makeup and became a handsome boy, following behind Li Muchan.
Jiang Yuyan has excellent martial arts skills and a unique mind. Although her internal energy is not very powerful, her Qi pulse is long and her internal energy is as continuous as water and endless.
The two of them traveled during the day and stayed at an inn or lit a fire in the wild at night. Their internal strength protected their bodies and they were not afraid of the cold. The red shadow horse was not afraid of the cold. Jiang Yuyan's mount was also a horse, so it didn't matter.
That night, the two of them missed Sutou, found a forest, lit a fire in the open space, and then let go of the horse's reins.
The horse has been following Chi Ying, obediently, but Chi Ying will not run, standing on the west side of the fire, looking at the fire lazily.
It can cultivate its internal power on its own. Li Muchan can feel the flow of its internal power. He secretly sighs in his heart that all things have spirits. The concentration of Chiying's cultivation is far inferior to that of humans.
The night wind blew, bringing a chill, and the fire swayed in the wind.
Li Muchan sat cross-legged on the east side of the fire, closing his eyes slightly. There was a shadow of palms in front of his abdomen. Each handprint quickly formed and dissipated rapidly, changing unpredictably. He was immersed in cultivation and wanted to break through the heart beads.
Jiang Yuyan lowered her head and fiddled with a small red clay stove, lit a fire, boiled water, and prepared to make tea. On the left side was a red lacquered wooden box, about one meter square.
When they pass by a place with people, they always stop to get some food and put it in a wooden box, just in case. Sometimes they don't need it, sometimes they can.
While she was fiddling with the coals under the small stove, she glanced at Li Muchan from time to time. His face was originally ordinary, but under the light of the fire, it exuded a strange charm.
The mystery of Master Mingkong is like a puzzle. It contains countless mysteries. It is very difficult to figure it out.
This aroused her curiosity even more, and she couldn't help but want to find out, want to understand who he was. He was reserved and deep, like a jar of old wine, with endless charm.
After the sizzling sound, there was a gurgling sound, and the water had boiled. She opened the red lacquer wooden box, and the aroma of vegetables wafted around her.
He took out the tea cup and sighed: "I can never go back, can I?"
Li Muchan was silent.
Jiang Yuyan looked desolate and shook her head, her eyes flashing with blurred light.
Li Muchan said: "It's better to keep a respectful distance from a home like that. Just bring your mother to the house and honor her."
Jiang Yuyan nodded silently and lowered her head to drink tea.
Li Muchan suddenly frowned: "Yu Yan, a guest is here."
Jiang Yuyan raised her head and her bright eyes became sharp: "Are you looking for me?"
Li Muchan said: "It should be from the Nanjiang family."
"If you are determined to be a traitor, it seems that my father is determined to kill me!" Jiang Yuyan laughed strangely.
Li Muchan said: "Kill or keep?"
Jiang Yuyan took a deep breath: "Forget it, they are also following orders."
Li Muchan looked at her and nodded slowly: "...that's fine."
While they were talking, ten people floated forward and approached in a fan shape. The first one was a short and thin old man with a hooked nose and eyes like a falcon.
"Miss, come back with me!"
Jiang Yuyan shook her head: "Mr. He, you don't have to waste your efforts. Just pretend you didn't see me."
"The master of the house has calmed down and will not kill the young lady." The old man said solemnly, his eyes flashed with cold light, which passed through Li Muchan's body several times, and he said coldly: "Is he that Master Mingkong?"
He sneered: "How can he stop our Nanjiang family?...Miss, it's better not to involve him."
Jiang Yuyan frowned, hearing the threat, and her face turned cold: "Don't humiliate yourself. It's up to you whether you want to go or not. Don't blame me for not saying yes."
After saying that, she turned her head, made tea gracefully, and served it to Li Muchan with both hands.
Li Muchan took the tea cup with his left hand, put his fingers in with his right hand, wetted his fingers, and flicked it.
"Pah! Pah!" There were two crisp sounds, and all ten people took a step back, their whole bodies tense.
There was a small hole in the tree to their left and the tree to their right, running through the tree.
Their inner strength was so strong that the night couldn't block their eyes. They could see clearly and took a deep breath.