The Moon is Full in the Traveling House

When Su Lun woke up from his deep sleep, he was still surrounded by endless darkness, which instantly made him lose his sense of direction and didn't know where he was. He blinked hard, trying to adapt to the darkness. After a long time, he finally saw Xie Tianlin, who was leaning against the chair and sleeping beside him, with the help of the faint moonlight.

Su Lun gradually regained consciousness and realized the current predicament as if waking up from a dream. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful: "Alas, it seems that my vigilance is still too low!"

At this moment, the sky had not yet broken, and the darkness before dawn was still thick. Su Lun could not accurately judge the exact time. Although it was the hottest time of the summer, the breeze at night was slightly cool. He picked up a thin piece of clothing lightly and carefully draped it over Xie Tianlin's shoulders, then tiptoed to get up and leave, walking out of the carriage.

Coming out of the car, Su Lun carefully unwrapped the previously bandaged wound and reapplied some medicine. At this time, he clearly felt that the wound was gradually healing and the pain was much relieved. It turned out that the medical skills of this ancient era were so magical! Recalling his past contempt for ancient medicine, Su Lun couldn't help but secretly lament his short-sightedness and ignorance. Thinking of this, his spirits couldn't help but be lifted, and his originally somewhat listless demeanor instantly became excited. Just letting the waiter prepare some medicinal materials casually can actually produce such a significant therapeutic effect, which is really surprising! Since these ordinary medicinal materials can have such an effect, then there must be hope for the cure of the eldest brother's serious leg injury!

Su Lun tidied his clothes in a happy mood, then sat quietly outside the carriage, closed his eyes, and began to recuperate. At this moment, there was silence all around, and only a few faint insect sounds and crisp bird calls could be heard occasionally, but this tranquility made Su Lun gradually feel an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

Time passed by minute by minute, and no one knew how long it had been. Finally, a faint light shone through the distant sky. However, at this moment, Su Lun felt more and more uneasy. He had no choice but to gently wake up Xie Tianlin who was resting in the car: "Master Xie, the sky has slightly brightened. I always have an ominous premonition in my heart. Should we set off immediately?"

Xie Tianlin rubbed his eyes, thought for a moment and then replied: "Okay, let's take a short break and set off immediately. We will go to Jinzhou first and ask the governor of Jinzhou for help."

Su Lun nodded respectfully to show that he understood. He did not ask any more questions, but waited for Xie Tianlin to finish packing.

After everything was ready, the two of them picked up the map and carefully checked it, determined the direction to go, and then drove the carriage together and quickly set off on the journey. However, they had just driven less than a mile when Su Lun's previous premonition actually came true...

They were surrounded again. There were men in black in front and behind them. A quick glance showed that there were at least thirty of them. Fortunately, there seemed to be no archers among them.

"Be careful, son!"

Xie Tianlin was quick-witted and quick-handed. He grabbed the bow and arrow next to him like lightning, and instantly completed a series of actions such as aiming, drawing the bow and shooting arrows. Each arrow hit the target accurately, and in a blink of an eye, five men in black died. At the same time, Su Lun did not show any weakness. He quickly took out his small and exquisite slingshot, and immediately shot stones when the enemy entered the attack range. Although these stones were not fatal, they were enough to deal a heavy blow to the opponent. In just a few seconds, Su Lun jumped off the carriage, kicked the enemy who had rushed to the ground, and took the long sword and cut off the enemy's head with one sword.

At this moment, more and more people in black gradually gathered around, and the situation became more critical. Xie Tianlin did not dare to relax at all, and continued to draw his bow and arrows, constantly shooting at the approaching enemies. Su Lun stood guard beside him closely, holding a sharp dagger in his left hand and wielding a long sword in his right hand, and the two cooperated perfectly.

However, problems arose one after another - the number of arrows was limited, and the only twenty arrows had been used up, but there were still more than a dozen black-clad assassins staring at him. To make matters worse, Su Lun clearly felt that the wound on his left hand, which had not yet healed, had split again in the fierce battle just now, and blood was slowly oozing out of the crack.

Su Lun's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly examined the remaining black-clad men in the field. He knew that time was running out, and if he didn't eliminate this group of enemies as soon as possible, the situation would fall into a passive position. After two days of fierce fighting, his state of mind became more resolute and courageous, and his actions at this moment were even more swift and decisive, without any delay.

With a roar, Su Lun led the charge. His figure was as swift as a ghost, and he passed through the enemy formation in the blink of an eye. The dagger in his hand flashed with cold light, and drew a silver arc under the morning light, and went straight to the throat of an enemy. The enemy was terrified and raised his long knife in a panic to try to parry, but Su Lun's movements were so swift and flexible that he easily avoided the opponent's defense, and the dagger sank into his chest without any hindrance.

At this moment, several enemies came from the left and right wings to surround Su Lun. However, facing such a dangerous situation, Su Lun was calm and fearless. He swung the sword in his hand suddenly, and the huge force shook off the weapon of an enemy. Then he kicked him to the ground with a beautiful roundhouse kick. Seeing his companion frustrated, another enemy waved his sword at Su Lun in a rage, but Su Lun dodged lightly and shot out with his left dagger at lightning speed, hitting the opponent's wrist acupuncture point accurately. For a while, there were flashes of swords and shadows, and Su Lun was alone against many enemies, but he was at ease.

Xie Tianlin was excited to see Su Lun wipe out several black-clad men in an instant. If it wasn't for the wrong timing, he would have wanted to praise loudly, "He is indeed a young talent." He has been taught by famous teachers since he was young, and he is proficient in both literature and martial arts. At this moment, he fought hard, giving it his all, and his momentum was like a rainbow. Facing three black opponents, he showed no fear, but became more and more courageous. His movements were swift and precise, and every punch and kick contained great power. With a palm strike from his left hand, he beat a black opponent back again and again; with a knife swing from his right hand, he forced another opponent to retreat step by step. His figure shuttled quickly, sometimes jumping up, sometimes leaning over, and every move was just right, making it difficult for the opponent to predict.

Soon, the three assassins in black were subdued one by one. They lay on the ground, groaning in pain, completely without their previous arrogance. At this time, there were still five men in black left in the field.

Seeing so many people on their side being beaten to pieces by just two people on the other side, the remaining men in black could not help but panic, and some were even scared to the point of paleness and trembling all over. They screamed in fear and rushed forward like a swarm of bees. This was a completely desperate fighting style, without any rules at all.

Faced with such a group of unorganized and undisciplined rabble, Su Lun just frowned slightly, revealing a trace of contempt and disdain, and continued to attack. In a blink of an eye, he easily killed another man in black.

However, at this moment, the situation suddenly changed. Perhaps because they felt the approach of death, the remaining four killers seemed to be crazy, and suddenly burst out with a powerful force far beyond the past. Two of the men in black hugged Xie Tianlin tightly, making him unable to move at all; while the other took this opportunity to quietly go behind him, ready to launch a fatal blow. Seeing this, Su Lun was immediately horrified, and hurriedly abandoned the enemy in front of him, and threw the long knife in his hand without hesitation. With a muffled "puff", the long knife accurately hit the shoulder of the person who was attacking, causing him to be seriously injured and his movements became slow.

Su Lun came to his senses and found the long knife in front of him. He didn't have time to think about it and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the vital parts, but was still scratched on the shoulder by the long knife, and the blood instantly stained his clothes red. Fortunately, the injury was not too serious.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Lun quickly shot out the dagger in his hand like lightning, and stabbed it straight into the throat of the man in black. With a scream, the man in black fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Su Lun rushed towards the other three men in black like a gust of wind, his hands like lightning and his knife like the wind. As the knife light rose and fell, everything was finally over. Su Lun thought with a sense of relief, and his body seemed to be drained of strength. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground. His physical strength was exhausted.