Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

As Guan Shanyu followed Yan Ruchen down the mountain, he was very sure of his thoughts.

Yan Ruchen really didn't want to take him down the mountain.

When he heard that he would go with them yesterday, Yan Ruchen nodded on the surface, but the smile on his face was very fake. After all, Guan Shanyu had dealt with many monsters in the workplace in his previous life, so he could still see this micro-expression.

However, for the sake of his own life and to overturn Song Ziye's verdict, he had to grit his teeth and cling to Yan Ruchen's thigh.

So Yan Ruchen asked him early in the morning whether he wanted to know why Qing Yuanzi made an exception and brought him into the sect. Guan Shanyu immediately replied that he didn't want to. After all, after dealing with this matter, he would have to roll down the mountain quickly. After all, the more you know, the more troublesome things will be. This is the truth.

Yan Ruchen's expression was very interesting.

Guan Shanyu held onto the sesame cake in his hand and stared at Yan Ruchen stubbornly. They stared at each other for a long time. In the end, it was Yan Ruchen who spoke first, his tone containing a hint of compromise: "You really don't want to know Uncle Qing's intentions at all?"

Guan Shanyu nodded vigorously and said, "I don't want to! If Master wants to say something, he will tell me himself, so please don't tell me!" After saying that, he immediately covered his ears.

When he returned from the Zixiao Spiritual Realm, he had secretly told Song Ziye to pay close attention to Qing Yuanzi. Although he didn't know that Song Ziye would encounter this incident after returning, given Song Ziye's style of doing things, he would definitely ask others to complete things that he couldn't do.

So he listened less, spoke less, and tried his best not to get himself involved in any other inexplicable cause and effect except Song Ziye.

The noise outside the door seemed to have inadvertently disturbed several people sleeping inside. One of them was vaguely awakened, turned over in bed, and mumbled something incoherently. Seeing this, Yan Ruchen lowered his voice and said earnestly, "You must go down the mountain with me? Do you know how dangerous that place is? You might lose your life if you're not careful?"

Guan Shanyu continued to nod and said, "Of course I know, but I must follow you. Wherever you go, I will go!"

Yan Ruchen took a deep breath, as if he was choked. He closed his eyes and slowly exhaled before opening his eyes and staring at Guan Shanyu. He saw him standing opposite him stubbornly, staring at him.

After a moment, he took a step back.

Unexpectedly, when Guan Shanyu saw this, he immediately took a step forward. When Yan Ruchen retreated again, Guan Shanyu followed him forward. This went on for several times. Guan Shanyu always insisted on staying not far from Yan Ruchen, staring at him with his two round eyes.

This was the first time that Yan Ruchen felt like someone was harassing him, which was even more uncomfortable than being beaten.

Seeing that Guan Shanyu was determined to follow him, Yan Ruchen gave up and gestured towards the steps, saying:

"Then I will give you a lot of guidance."

At this time, the first light of dawn appeared in the sky, and the big rooster started crowing on time. The loud crowing was accompanied by the complaints of the disciples. The two young men faced the rising sun and set out on their journey down the mountain.

There was an unwritten rule within the sect that disciples would usually travel on horseback unless on a public mission, to avoid disturbing civilians or causing accidents while flying their swords. Because this mission involved confidential information, Yan Ruchen had specially brought a horse from the stables and descended the mountain with Guan Shanyu.

But this time Yan Ruchen had no intention of taking Guan Shanyu on the same horse. Since Guan Shanyu didn't dare to ride a horse, he found him a mule from somewhere halfway up the mountain. After Guan Shanyu sat on the mule, he wrapped the reins around his hands, held the reins in one hand and the mule in the other, and walked unsteadily on the mountain road.

Although riding a mule is not as cool as riding a horse, this is Guan Shanyu's first time riding an animal alone. He not only doesn't care whether he looks handsome or not, but he is very excited. He touches the mule's fur and turns his head to look at it. After walking a long way and the excitement has passed, Guan Shanyu took out some things from his bag and thought about what to do after arriving at Wangshuiling.

On the one hand, they wanted to investigate the disappearance of those inner disciples, and on the other hand, they wanted to see what was inside Wangshuiling to see if it was the work of the culprit who framed Song Ziye and Si Hongyin for having an affair.

After all, it is easy to make people believe something by cleverly changing a word on the handkerchief they gave away, spreading rumors to get people to talk about it, and then taking a few staged photos from a chosen angle to confirm their affair.

In this world, it is often easy to frame someone. Just one word can ruin a person's reputation, but proving one's innocence is extremely difficult. It is even possible that no one cares about the truth.

But Guan Shanyu's intuition told him that the things in Wangshuiling and the people who framed Song Ziye were probably in the same group, and their purpose was to prevent Song Ziye from investigating Si Xuanqing's case.

Someone is setting up a huge chessboard, and Guan Shanyu may not be able to unravel the truth. After all, some professional matters require professionals to do, such as several highly respected elders in the sect, and masters like Yan Ruchen, but he only needs to do his own job well.

Guan Shanyu was thinking hard, but Yan Ruchen was not thinking about Wangshuiling.

He rode ahead on horseback. Although the mountain road was steep, he rode steadily, and from time to time he pretended to look back at Guan Shanyu unintentionally.

Guan Shanyu was seen sitting on the little black mule, stroking his chin from time to time, with a frown on his face, staring at the road in a daze, as if he was thinking seriously.

Yan Ruchen narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what evil idea he was thinking with those two black eyes. After all, this man was obviously afraid of death and cowardly, yet he actually asked to come to such a dangerous place as Wangshuiling. Even after the dangers were explained to him clearly, he still dared to come.

Either the Council of Elders forced Guan Shanyu to keep an eye on him, or Guan Shanyu had some hidden evil intentions.

Yan Ruchen was suspicious by nature, maintaining a high level of vigilance towards everyone and everything. He secretly observed Guan Shanyu several times, but found that he was completely oblivious, preoccupied with his own thoughts. Even when Yan Ruchen stared directly at him, he still didn't notice.

Yan Ruchen felt a little unhappy, and he tightened his hands slightly, tightening the reins and the collar on the mule's neck, making it shake its head uncomfortably. This caused Guan Shanyu on his back to shake and almost lose his balance.

Guan Shanyu finally came to his senses. He lowered his head and glanced at the ground, muttering, "Did you hit any stones? Xiao Hei, walk more steadily. I was scared to death."

Yan Ruchen raised an eyebrow and spoke slowly: "Xiao...Hei?"

Guan Shanyu looked up and met Yan Ruchen's puzzled eyes. He then looked down at the mule and laughed awkwardly: "Haha, since it's all black, I just called it Xiao Hei."

Yan Ruchen glanced at the equally shiny black horse under his crotch and asked leisurely, "My horse is also black, and is also called Xiao Hei?"

Guan Shanyu glanced at Yan Ruchen's horse, shook his head and said with a smile: "That won't do. It's much bigger than Xiao Hei. It should be called Da Hei."

"... "

Yan Ruchen resisted the urge to roll his eyes and turned his head away speechlessly, a little confused as to why he was discussing such a boring topic with him. However, he maintained his composure and agreed dryly, "That name is very reasonable."

Guan Shanyu grinned and thought to himself, of course, I'm an expert at naming, after all, it was me who gave you your name.

Wangshuiling is a long way off, so Yan Ruchen planned to adopt a flexible way of traveling: whenever he arrived at a town or village, he would gallop on horseback; once he entered the sparsely populated mountains and forests, he would fly on his sword. This would not only avoid disturbing the people, but also greatly shorten the journey. It is expected that he will arrive in two days.

However, the dense network of towns surrounding Tianxuan forced the two to travel on horseback for the first half of the journey, allowing them to enjoy the convenience of flying swords in the second half. However, riding a horse wasn't as easy as flying a sword; it was not only time-consuming but also required detours. After a long time on horseback, the feeling was no more comfortable than sitting on pins and needles.

Guan Shanyu felt that his butt was about to be broken apart, and the wounds on his body that had not yet healed seemed to be about to split open again. While rubbing his butt, he secretly observed Yan Ruchen in front of him. He saw that the other party was sitting steadily on the horse with a calm expression. He wondered in his heart that it was because he had a saddle and he didn't, so he was sitting so uncomfortably.

He lowered his head in embarrassment and glanced at the little black mule. He felt that for the sake of his own happiness in the second half of his life, he could no longer endure it. He looked up at Yan Ruchen, coughed lightly, and tried to make his tone sound relaxed: "Ruchen, should we take a break first?

Yan Ruchen turned around and saw Guan Shanyu's face, a look of innocence and pleading. He mistakenly thought Guan Shanyu was thinking it was getting late and wanted to find an inn to stay, so he explained, "It's a long way to get to the inn, and it will take at least an hour longer."

Guan Shanyu quickly waved his hands to clarify: "No, no, I don't want to go to the inn. It's just that my butt and waist are sore from riding a horse. I want to get off and rest. Just sit by the roadside."

Yan Ruchen glanced at Guan Shanyu's waist, then his butt, then looked up at the horizon. The setting sun was already halfway below the horizon, its afterglow covering the earth. It would soon be dark. He noticed a simple roadside teahouse not far away. After a moment's thought, he suggested to Guan Shanyu, "Since you're tired, why not take a break? There's a small teahouse over there. We can have some dinner there and then find a place to rest for the night. How about that?"

Guan Shanyu nodded vigorously, tears of gratitude filling his eyes as he said, "I can do anything!"