There's something wrong with the general.

“It turns out there was such a past.”

"But there is no such thing as an impenetrable wall. Alas..."

"The past is over, General, please don't be sad about it anymore. The general just said there was news about my elder brother, but I don't know if it's true or not."

General Han put away his sorrowful expression and said slowly, "When the army travels, they don't necessarily take the official roads to hide their tracks. But they have always taken the official road, and they were forced to approach a place called 'Infant Crying Valley'."

He took a sip of tea and continued, "Infant Crying Valley is difficult to enter and difficult to exit. Even the gods would be wary of it. The spies we sent didn't go deep into the valley, but only circled the periphery. There, they found traces left by Yi'er's team."

Wen Yuxi and his senior brother had already discovered these things. He thought there would be the latest results, but he didn't expect them to be these.

Sure enough, I can't hold out too much hope.

"General, what you mean is that my eldest brother disappeared in that valley, right?"

General Han shook his head. "That's not what I meant to say. The spies encircled the Infant Crying Valley from the other side and discovered traces of your troops on the outskirts."

Wen Yuxi was also a little puzzled. Did they circle around the outside?

Or successfully cross the Infant Crying Valley?

Isn’t this nonsense!

"So, I think Yi'er's life is not in danger."

Wen Yuxi nodded: "Thank you for telling me, General."

General Han shook his head. "I haven't finished yet. My people saw someone in the south who looked exactly like your brother."

When Zhiming heard this, his eyes flickered, his fingers curled slightly, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Except for brothers, how can there be two people in this world who are exactly alike? The spy must have made a mistake."

Wen Yuxi nodded in agreement: "The art of disguise is prevalent in the martial arts world, and it is difficult to distinguish."

General Han glanced at Zhiming and suddenly said, "Looks can be similar, but temperament is hard to change. I see that although my disciple and I look different and have different statures, our temperaments are exactly the same. I wonder where you are from?"

Wen Yuxi was stunned when he heard this.

Compare the details of my interactions with them one by one in my mind.

Yes, how could he not see that their temperaments were so similar.

When I first met my senior brother, he was gentle, elegant, and a high-spirited cultivator.

Afterwards, the senior brother seemed to have changed imperceptibly, becoming somewhat similar to the eldest brother in his memory.

Because he had always been with his senior brother, he had not noticed such changes.

General Han knows countless people, so he would not say this for no reason.

Wen Yuxi felt doubtful, but his expression remained unchanged as he replied, "My senior brother was with me when my eldest brother got into trouble."

His origins were not answered.

General Han narrowed his eyes and said, "So, the news sent by the spies may not be false. If you know some people in the martial arts world, you can ask them to help you keep an eye out."

"If Big Brother managed to escape successfully, why didn't he come to find me? Was he worried that I was in danger? Or did he lose his memory?"

This is how it is written in novels.

The protagonist who survives a disaster always loses his memory.

"It's hard to say. I summoned you here this time to ask you to pay more attention. If you have any news, please send a message to me and I will send someone to look for you."

"Thank you, General Han!"

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Wen Yuxi and Zhiming said goodbye to General Han.

.........

On the carriage.

"Brother, do you think General Han's words are credible?"

Wen Yuxi thought about it over and over again, but couldn't think of any reason why he would want to harm him.

Zhiming glanced outside and suddenly said, "There's someone following the car."

Wen Yuxi concentrated and felt it.

Following behind were two people, both of whom were martial arts masters.

"Brother, who do you think sent this?"

Zhiming chuckled and said, "I can't guess, but we will go back tonight. Junior brother doesn't have to be trapped in this small place, with his words and actions restricted."

Wen Yuxi smiled and said, "Brother, you're right. None of this matters."

noon.

Wen Yuxi called everyone in the mansion and told them that he was going out to travel and might not come back for three to five years.

The indentures were returned to these people.

Let them fend for themselves.

Everyone knelt on the ground, unwilling to leave.

Wen Yuxi sighed, "Forget it. The indentures are already in your hands. You can leave at any time. I'll have the accountant pay you the silver in advance. Whether you stay or leave is entirely up to you."

"My Lord, where are you going? Take me with you, I can serve you."

"Yes, my Lord, after you leave, please don't forget to write back to us and let us know that you are safe."

"My Lord, you have to go. I heard that traveling is extremely dangerous, as you have to sleep in the open air and there are often wild beasts around."

Wen Yuxi held his forehead and said helplessly: "I have made up my mind. Take care, everyone. Let's go."

He was the first to get up and go back to the house, feeling somewhat disappointed.

I have been with these people for some time. I am afraid that I will not come back for ten or even a hundred years if I leave this time.

It's true that I feel a little reluctant.

"Don't be sad, Junior Brother. After you build your foundation, you can fly on a sword. You will be able to come back and visit in just one day."

Zhiming walked up to him and whispered comforting words.

"Ok, I know."

But even though he knows this, he probably won't come back.

"My Lord, the Third Master Cui of the Cui Mansion has arrived."

Mr. Cui San?

He remembered meeting Mr. Cui San before, but he had lost his memory of Shenglong Mountain.

He felt it was strange at the time, and now that he has achieved some success, he wondered if he could figure out the reason.

Besides, my senior brother is here too, he will definitely be able to find out the secret hidden behind it.

"Take Mr. Cui San to the main hall." The servant left in a hurry.

Wen Yuxi nodded to Zhiming and left quickly.

In the main hall, Mr. Cui San was sipping a cup of tea.

Seeing Wen Yuxi, he quickly put down his teacup and said happily, "Brother Wen, you are so unkind. You disappeared for several months without saying a word, and I was worried about you so much."

Wen Yuxi curled her lips and smiled, "I left after hearing the bad news about my brother. Please forgive me."

When Mr. Cui San heard him mention Wen Qianyi, the nonchalant temperament on his face disappeared and he said seriously, "Brother Wen, I am sorry for your loss."

Wen Yuxi shook his head and said directly, "Brother Cui, what do you want from me?"

Mr. Cui San said angrily: "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"

"Yes, why not? If you don't come to me today, I will go to find you."

"How to say?"

"I've been traveling with my senior brother for the past few days and may not be back in the short term. I still need you to take care of the house."

Wen Yuxi replied after careful consideration.

Mr. Cui's eyes widened like bells, and he stood up suddenly: "You want to elope with him?"

His voice was full of energy and resounded through the sky, attracting the attention of the servants who were cleaning the yard.

"What, the Marquis wants to elope?"

"Who is the Marquis going to elope with?"

"Did the Marquis feel upset when he met Princess Pingyang at the palace banquet yesterday?"