Moonlight and wind

As the end of the year approaches, Emperor Wu would distribute Laci to martial arts sects and heroes. On the one hand, Emperor Wu really liked martial arts, and on the other hand, the sects and heroes who received Laci were all law-abiding within the year.

This year, it was Shan Zimo who went to Wudu to receive the La Festival gift from Xueying Hall.

"Dad, Zijing wants to go too!" Shan Zijing climbed onto Shan Tianxiang's neck and yelled. "Next time! Dad will take you next time!" Shan Tianxiang coaxed the young master.

"Shan Boyu," Shan Tianxiang glanced at Shan Boyu, he took a step forward and stood with his hands hanging down, "Serve me well from now on, and don't make any mistakes!" "Yes, Master!"

"When you two go there, don't cause trouble. You are all martial artists, so it is inevitable that some of you will be impetuous. Remember to stay calm, especially don't cause trouble in Wudu, and it is even worse if someone gets killed!" Shan Tianxiang added.

"The hall master is right," echoed the second hall master Shan Tianao who was drinking tea nearby, "Don't take action in Wudu, write down the names first, it won't be too late to take action after you leave Wudu!" Shan Tianxiang frowned, and Shan Tianao immediately drank his tea and stopped talking.

"This old man is not bad, he still cares about his son." After leaving Xueji Hall, Shan Zimo said to Shan Boyu. "The hall master always loves you, young master, but he is a little strict."

"By the way, go find Yuwen Lin, I have something to discuss with him." "It will probably take him a while to go up the mountain." Shan Boyu had a helpless expression.

"Why? Didn't he learn some martial arts and internal strength?" "He learned it, but if he can't control it, it's like learning nothing." "Then how will he go up the mountain?" "Young master, you don't have to worry about it. Someone will carry him, but it will be slower than us." "Then let him go faster! I'll go to Yuehua Palace to say goodbye to my mother first."

After a while, a sedan chair carried by four people trembled up the mountain on the six thousand stone steps.

"What's so urgent? My bones are about to fall apart!" Yuwen Lin came to Yuehua Palace, bowed to Shan Youshi, and then found a place to sit down.

Shan Zimo sat down next to him and hooked his finger, signaling him to listen carefully. Yu Wenlin immediately jumped up from his chair and leaned over to listen to what Shan Zimo had to say.

After a while of whispering, Yuwen Lin smiled and said, "Great! This is great news! I'll go back and pack up, and we'll set off tomorrow morning!" After that, he left Yuehua Palace without caring about his tiredness.

"This kid, your butt hasn't even warmed up yet, what is he busy with?" Shan Youshi looked outside and gave Shan Zimo some instructions.

The next day, Shan Zimo and the other arrived at the foot of the mountain early. Yu Wenlin and a group of servants were waiting for them in a carriage. "You are going on a trip with so many people?" Shan Zimo was a little dissatisfied, "Just you, the others go back!"

Shan Boyu led the two tall horses here. Shan Zimo looked up and waved to the team that was about to leave, "Leave the carriage and the coachman behind!" After that, he and Yuwen Lin got on the carriage.

"Young Master, you're not going to ride a horse?" Shan Boyu looked confused. "No! Let's go!" Shan Zimo pulled up the carriage curtain. Shan Boyu had no choice but to ride on his own horse and follow the carriage towards Wudu.

There was a small tea stall in front of them. "Young Master, we have been walking for half a day. Let's take a break in front!" Shan Boyu knocked on the carriage. Shan Zimo poked his head out from behind the curtain. "Okay, have some tea and take a break."

When they arrived at the tea stall, Shan Boyu helped the two of them get off the carriage, and the driver took the horses to the back to drink water and eat grass. The three of them sat down at a low square table.

"Waiter, serve the tea!" Shan Boyu called out. "Here it is! Gentlemen, please enjoy your meal." The waiter brought a large teapot and several tea bowls, and Shan Boyu poured tea for the two of them.

"If you ask me, those sects that can receive the Laci are all lackeys of Emperor Wu!" The conversation of the people drinking tea at the table behind them was heard by Shan Zimo and the others.

When Shan Zimo heard this, he was about to turn around to argue, but Shan Boyu grabbed his hand and shook his head.

"That's right! Especially the Snow Shadow Hall. It's fine if they just receive gifts every year, but why should we have the final say in establishing our own gang or faction?" "You don't understand. The Snow Shadow Hall is the biggest lackey of the Emperor Wu!"

Shan Zimo was so angry that he started to tremble after hearing this. Yu Wenlin coughed a few times and didn't dare to speak. The three people behind him paid for the tea and went to the backyard to get the horses.

"Young Master, please drink your tea first. I'll go to the back to see how the horses are eating." Shan Boyu got up and went to the backyard.

After a while, Shan Boyu came back jogging and said, "I'm not full yet. I have to wait a while." He smiled and drank a sip of the slightly cold tea.

After a while, "Oh my god! Someone's been murdered!" The waiter at the tea stall suddenly shouted! Suddenly, everyone who was drinking tea at the tea stall rushed to see.

The three men were lying in a pool of blood. One of them was brave enough to step forward and check. "Look, the knife skills are so neat!"

It can be seen that these three people died from a cut throat. The depth of the knife cut was just right. They would not be killed instantly, but they would not live too long either. They would definitely suffer pain.

Looking at the expressions of the three people, they must have been extremely frightened before they died. Shan Zimo glanced at Shan Boyu beside him, and his eyes meant: "It wasn't you who did it?" Shan Boyu spread his hands to indicate that it was not him. The three people didn't think much about it, and immediately called the driver, hitched the horses and continued on their way.

As we approached the pass, there were more people on the road, including some martial artists carrying weapons. As we approached the pass, there was a long queue, and because everyone had to be checked and registered, the process was very slow.

It was already dark, and the two people in the car were drowsy. At this moment, a person suddenly came in, holding a dagger against Yu Wenlin who was sitting outside.

"Zimo, save me," Yuwenlin was strangled by her neck and could only make a small sound. Shan Zimo opened his eyes and saw Yuwenlin being held hostage, "Lady..." Shan Zimo was about to speak, "Shut up! Don't make a sound!" The lady shouted sternly.

"I want to borrow your carriage to enter Wudu. You'd better be quiet! I will let him go after we pass the pass!" The heroine sat next to Yuwen Lin, loosened her hand that was strangling his throat, and put the dagger against Yuwen Lin's back.

Seeing the car body shake, Shan Boyu asked outside the car: "Young Master, what's wrong?" Just as he was about to pull open the curtain to take a look, "It's okay, how long will it take to enter the pass?" Shan Zimo said quickly.

Shan Boyu gave up on pulling open the carriage curtain and stood on the horse's back for a while. "It will probably take another half an hour. Don't worry, young master. We can enter Wudu before dark." Shan Zimo forced a fake smile at the heroine.

Finally, they arrived at the pass and were interrogated by the officers and soldiers. Shan Boyu stepped forward and handed over the card.

"It's the young master of Xueying Hall who has arrived! I'm sorry for not coming in person to greet you!" The officer and soldier saluted with both hands clasped together.

The female warrior in the car glanced at Shan Zimo, who nodded awkwardly. "Young Master, please get out of the car. I will check a little bit so that I can report back!"

Shan Zimo gave the heroine a look that said "what do you want to do?" "Get out of the car!" the heroine said softly.

Shan Zimo stood up reluctantly and pulled open the car curtain. Shan Boyu stepped forward and helped the young master get out of the car.

"Young Master!" The officers and soldiers saluted with clenched fists.

"Okay, okay! You've worked hard!" Shan Zimo went up and shook the soldier's hands, which surprised everyone. "It's so cold, it's not easy. Bai Yu, give the officers some money for tea so they can drink some tea and warm themselves up."

Shan Boyu immediately took out a large ingot from his purse and handed it to the soldier.

"That's not possible!" the soldiers refused.

"Hey, this is a little gift from this young master. You have worked so hard. You have made an invaluable contribution to the safety of Wudu. Bring some tea and warm your body so that you can better serve the Emperor!"

This was a remark that Shen Lingfeng's father often made, and it was used here.

"Young Master, thank you so much!"

"By the way, there is another thing in the car..." When she said this, the heroine tightened the dagger in her hand, and Yuwen Lin sweated.

"There is also my close friend in the car, Yuwen Lin, the only son of Yuwen Yuanwailang. Let him get off and check as well."

"No need, young master. Please get in the car quickly. It's getting dark soon. If you hurry up, you can still reach Wudu before dark." As he said that, the soldier helped Shan Zimo get into the car.

After Shan Zimo got on the car, he stretched out a hand and waved to the officers and soldiers at the pass, then pulled up the car curtain.

"Why are you helping me?" The female warrior pointed the dagger at Shan Zimo, "How dare you help me without even asking who I am?"

"To be honest, I'm not helping you. I'm doing this for my brother, Yuwen Lin. As for who you are, I'm not interested." Shan Zimo said lightly.

"Honestly, it doesn't matter to me who you are. Okay, let's go into the city, lady. You can leave now." Shan Zimo looked at her with a slight smile.

The heroine seized the opportunity and slipped out of the car again.