After leaving Dulong Town, Lin An took a few steps forward and whispered:
"Do I need to report this to the commander?"
"My lord, I'm afraid I won't be free, so there's no need to report it for the time being. It won't be too late to report it if I find anything."
Cao Jinlie pressed the embroidered spring knife lightly and squinted:
"On the contrary, Lianshengjiao is becoming more and more restless..."
"I really can't understand why the imperial court can still tolerate the Liansheng Cult when it's so outrageous. According to me, why should I go to the local government and completely strangle the Liansheng Cult!"
Lin An's eyes were cold.
After traveling for more than a month, what I saw was shocking. Compared to the Liansheng Cult, what these bandits did was simply not worth mentioning.
This was almost a clear sign of rebellion, but the Dukes in the court didn't react at all.
"Your Majesty's new law has touched the interests of many people. Mr. Xu, who advocated the strangulation of the Liansheng Cult, was sent to Qingzhou. Behind the Liansheng Cult,
hehe……"
Cao Jinlie sneered again and again, but said no more.
But there was also a long sigh in my heart.
Four hundred years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, chaos loomed beneath the prosperity.
The Nine Kings of the Ming Dynasty headed by King Zhao of Xifu, the Jianghu Sects headed by Hanging Mountain, Zhujian Villa, and Lanke Temple, and the evil sect headed by Liansheng Sect are only on the surface.
What is more troublesome than these three is the aristocratic family that has become irrepressible after four hundred years of accumulation.
"Behind the Liansheng Cult..."
Lin An gave her first warning and did not dare to ask any more questions. She turned to look at Lu Ming who was being escorted behind the team:
"What to do with this old guy?"
"Befriending gangsters and killing Jinyiwei is a capital crime! Leave him under the supervision of the six nearby gates, and fix two letters at the same time. One will be sent to Bailongxuan, and the other will be sent to Bailongxuan!"
Cao Jinlie glanced coldly at the trembling prisoners in the corner of the town and said calmly:
"If you go and accept the crime, besides the chief culprit, there is still the possibility of being sent to the army. If not, the whole family will be killed!"
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Huhu~
The north wind blows south, and the heaven and earth are desolate.
You can still see the unmelted snow in the shade of the forest.
"Master, Master. Slow down, slow down..."
Several tightly wrapped hunters looked at the young man walking swiftly on the ankle-deep snow and complained endlessly.
"Is this Mount Hirataki?"
Yang Yu pressed the knife on his waist and stopped to look into the distance.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the snow on the treetops fell down and sprinkled on the bow and knife.
After Cao Jinlie and others left, he stayed in Dulong Town for another day. While waiting for the waiter to find a guide for him, he was also waiting for the knife.
The blacksmith in Dulong Town is not bad at craftsmanship. At least he can make this large horizontal knife according to his ideas.
Although Lu Wanchuan's black iron sword did not contain much black iron, the reforged sword was much stronger than before. Not only could it cut through iron like clay, it was also extremely tough.
It's a fine weapon.
"There are dozens of dangerous peaks and cliffs in Mount Pingtaki, so you must be careful."
The middle-aged Orion beat his legs and sighed in his heart.
This adult is not very old and does not look like he has tender skin and tender flesh, but he walks on the mountain road more easily and leisurely than himself, an old hunter.
"Just wait a little slower."
Yang Yu shook off the snow on his body and walked a few steps towards the cliff.
Looking south from here, you can see clouds and mist rolling like waves, and below, you can faintly see cliffs everywhere, which are high and dangerous.
Pinglong Mountain is located on the outskirts of Nanshan Mountain, but it is already so steep. It is naturally more difficult to walk in the mountains. Even if Cao Jinlie and others have extremely high martial arts skills, it will not be possible to pacify Dulong Village overnight.
This is also the reason why Yang Yu declined.
"My lord, this mountain is so high."
Seeing Yang Yu standing on the edge of the cliff, the legs of several hunters felt a little weak.
There are many dangerous peaks in Nanshan, often hundreds of feet high. The peak they were on now was even more than a thousand feet tall, and it took most of the day to climb.
If it falls, I'm afraid not even a god can save it.
In fact, Pinglong Mountain is one of the famous dangerous places in Nanshan. Although the poisonous miasma is rare, the terrain is too steep. Almost every year, hunters fall off the cliff without finding their bodies.
Seeing that almost half of Yang Yu's body was thrust into the clouds and mist, several hunters' hearts beat like drums and they didn't dare to look any further.
"Okay, leave the rope and go down the mountain now."
Yang Yu's expression did not change.
After settling the money for several hunters, the ropes carried up the mountain by the four hunters were connected.
"Assuming that the old man and the others were attacked and dispersed at the foot of Pingtaki Mountain, then even if they were in a panic, there are only a few roads up the mountain, and they can be further eliminated..."
Looking down at the many cliffs, Yang Yu was also thinking in his mind.
The old man has some swordsmanship, and his body and bones are pretty strong, but he has never exchanged blood, so even if he runs for his life, he can't run very far.
The bandits in Dulong Village are much more ferocious than those in Black Mountain.
"So, the most likely cliffs are those close to the trail and less than three hundred feet high..."
After thinking silently for a long time, Yang Yu finally made a decision in his heart.
He picked up the hemp rope and headed towards the cliffs.
Huhu~
Yang Yu was moving very fast while walking on the Chasing Wind Steps. Although he had many thoughts in his mind, his feet were very steady.
The snow, boulders, grass, tree trunks, and thorns on the road were all easily stepped on. Soon, he had passed several miles and reached the first cliff he guessed.
This cliff is bare and devoid of vegetation, and there is no place to worry about.
Yang Yu frowned slightly, dropped the rope, turned around and walked to a boulder. He took root under his feet and used his arms to lift the boulder, which weighed several thousand kilograms, to the edge of the cliff.
With the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, Yang Yu's arm has the strength of ten thousand kilograms. When he picked up this huge boulder, the earth and rocks under his feet were not crushed.
"I hope the old man will be blessed with good fortune..."
Hanging on the rope, Yang Yu didn't hesitate, and with a few taps of his feet, he rushed to the top of the cliff.
The earth and rocks on this cliff seemed to contain metal, were barren of vegetation, and were smooth and smooth. Yang Yu could only hit the boulders again and again before he came down.
"No…"
In the mist, Yang Yu activated his inner energy and scanned the cliff for all possible hiding places with his luminous eyes.
But until the rope was almost gone, nothing unusual was found.
And here, it was less than thirty feet away from the cliff. Yang Yu looked carefully and found nothing strange, so he could only continue climbing along the rope.
Repeatedly.
Even if Yang Yu didn't delay at all and was very fast, it was already evening after he finished exploring the cliffs one by one.
What made him frown was that under the strong wind, snow fell from the sky again.
"Where did the old man fall?"
Climbing up to the suspended roof, Yang Yu felt a headache. Could it be that his inference was wrong?
But with the old man's skills, is it possible that he could still run deep into the Nanshan Mountains when being chased?
This is impossible no matter what...
唳~
Suddenly, a high-pitched cry floated from the heavy snow clouds and mist.
"Um?"
Yang Yu's heart was slightly shaken, and when he looked around, he saw ugly-looking vultures circling in the air, making sharp screams from time to time.
He exerted force with one step, held the rope and headed towards the place where the vultures were circling.
After walking for several miles, the view suddenly broadened.
This is a place that is shady all year round, with an unknown amount of snow and a miasma. Yang Yu discovered that where these vultures were circling and singing, there was also a cliff.
Of course Yang Yu couldn't understand the birdsong, but these vultures were obviously full of hatred and fear of that place. They hovered for a long time without leaving, but they didn't dare to get close.
Something is clearly wrong.
"Is it the old man?"
Yang Yu's heart moved.
If he is in a desperate situation, unable to go up or down, then aren't these birds the only ones he can eat?
Thinking of this, he exerted his strength with one step, crossed over to the place with clear sight, released the horizontal sword, held the bow in his hand, straightened it to the full moon, and shot out an arrow!
Phew!
With a wail, several vultures were pierced by arrows and fell to the bottom of the valley.
The other vultures were frightened and dispersed one after another, but they still lingered in the distance.
Yang Yu did not bother with these birds. He tied the rope and went all the way down. The clouds and mist passed through, and a thin layer of miasma greeted him.
Yang Yu held his breath and continued downward.
With his current physical condition, this thin layer of miasma cannot harm him.
call!
After passing through the miasma, Yang Yu's eyes lit up.
This cliff is shaded from the light and is easily overlooked by people because it is covered by mountains. At a glance, you can see scattered vines clinging to the cliff.
Faintly, it seems that a bump full of bird bones can be seen.
"Old man!"
Yang Yu was a little excited. As soon as he loosened his grip, he was already falling towards the bulge. When he came to the bulge and the rope was not enough, he did not hesitate, grabbed the vines and slid down.
Go straight down to the platform.
"Old man!"
After shouting and getting no response, Yang Yu's heart sank. He drew his sword in his hand, pushed aside the obstruction of the vines, and walked into the cave.
This cave is not big, but it is very long. There are more than ten feet of lanes, which makes it cheerful.
"Not here..."
Yang Yu's heart thumped, and he could not suppress the disappointment.
The dark cave was so dark that he couldn't see anything, but it naturally didn't hinder him.
He glanced at it and knew that this cave was clearly the one he had seen in the Cauldron of Gluttony before. The only difference was that there was no human skeleton.
But the bookshelf was a mess, and the bed was dusty, with only scattered plant ash.
Apparently no one has been here for a long time.
"The old man must have had an unexpected encounter and then left?"
Yang Yu was a little unsure.
When he approached the bookshelf, he saw that it was in chaos and many were missing, only one-third of what he remembered.
Was it taken away by the old man?
But why didn't he take them all?
With thoughts in his mind, Yang Yu picked up a book. He didn't see the content, but he could see a few large characters scratched with charcoal on the cover.
"What the hell is a talisman? The old man can't understand it!"
Looking at the handwriting, Yang Yu was already sure that this was the old man. The tone and handwriting were really good.
Guessing that the old man must have left on his own, Yang Yu felt relieved.
After sweeping the dust randomly, he sat on the floor and read through the books made of unknown materials that the old man had not taken away.
"No wonder the old man left a message, it was written by Daowen."
Yang Yu felt dumbfounded when he saw the following text in the scroll: