The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

In Xianzhou, in Pingshun Inn, which is very close to the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Li Jixin was tapping the table with his fingers, thinking about something.

He was only accompanied by Lu Changan, Han Huaijin and Mu Chengkang.

Li Jixin didn't plan to take the two little ones with him at first, but Han Huaijin tricked Lu Changping into doing so.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Even though they knew that Li Jixin was going to the dangerous Beirong, the two of them still followed him.

Li Jixin himself was a very brave man. He dared to lead people to the battlefield alone at the age of eight, and he did not think that Han Huaijin and Mu Chengkang were young.

But it was not until he arrived in Xianzhou that he remembered that these two men had only been practicing martial arts for more than a year and had not even fought with others many times.

But there was no way to regret it. He couldn't send the person back, right?

It was much easier for Li Jixin and others to enter Beirong than for Lu Yanyan and his group.

The spies planted by Prince Lin in the early years have gradually entered Xianzhou in recent years.

One of them was the chief clerk of the magistrate of Luyan County, Xianzhou.

When Li Jixin came to Beirong last year, he had to go through a lot of trouble to enter the city, but he left in a swagger.

He had already decided to come again in the future, so he arranged his identity in advance and brought with him several blank household registrations with stamps.

The four of them entered the city openly with their Xianzhou household registration.

Now, Li Jixin has changed his makeup to last year's style, and turned into a young man with a big birthmark on the left side of his face and a few pockmarks on the right side of his face.

Lu Changping's face was painted yellow, and his eyebrows were so thick that they were almost connected.

Mu Chengkang has a dark complexion and a large black mole at the corner of his mouth.

Only Han Huaijin did not hide anything.

When the four of them entered the city, Han Huaijin's appearance attracted a lot of attention.

Looking at Li Jixin's face again, those people felt so sorry for him. He had such beautiful features, but he had a face like that.

With Han Huaijin in front of them, no one thought that the three of them had concealed their faces.

The identities of the four people now are as follows: Han Huaijin is from Luyan County, Xianzhou, and is the son of a wealthy man.

Mu Chengkang is his servant.

Li Jixin and Lu Changping were their bodyguards.

When passing through the city gate of Xianzhou, Han Huaijin could hear the soldiers and people around him pointing and talking.

It's simply because they think the young master is too conceited and has a natural appearance, so they specially found a few ugly servants to set off his good looks.

Han Huaijin: Gossip!

"Dong dong!"

Li Jixin opened the window, grabbed Dahui's neck and pulled it into the room.

Big Gray flapped his wings in dissatisfaction.

Li Jixin opened the letter and the corners of his mouth curled up at first. When he saw the news that Lu Yanyan and others had infiltrated Beirong to support them, his heart was anxious and warm at first.

The people who came were from the Han and Lu families. After Li Jixin showed the letter to Lu Changping and the other two, he burned it.

"action!"

Soon, a young man's sharp cry was heard from the Tianzi Room of Pingshun Inn.

The innkeeper, Menggen, felt pain in his eardrum from being punctured.

Room No. 1 is a suite with four people living in it.

A very handsome young boy named Wu Jin, with three followers.

Meng Gen immediately recognized that the voice came from that young boy.

"Get it out of here, quick, quick!"

"what……"

The boy's sharp voice not only attracted the attention of the people in the same inn, but also made the people outside the inn look up at the second floor.

As soon as Menggen and the waiter went up to the second floor, they were rushed downstairs by the guests there.

"It's a Saker Falcon, a really big one! Run!"

Mongen's heart was pounding as he listened.

There are many eagles in the sky among the Northern Rong people, but most of them are marsh harriers and goshawks, and Saker Falcons are rarely seen.

The Saker Falcon is not particularly large in size, but is extremely ferocious. It is the true overlord of the sky and the god of all eagles.

If ordinary people encounter it, they will only become food.

Not to mention that they can't fight, they don't even dare to fight, because the Saker Falcon is the totem of the Beirong people.

"Help, Wu Xin, Wu Ping, please save me."

Meng Gen looked back and saw the young man named Wu Jin rushing down the stairs quickly, with Hai Dongqing chasing after him.

Seeing that the young man's handsome face was about to be pecked by the Saker Falcon, the people in the inn screamed in fear.

The two guards beside the young man, one of them tightly grasped the two claws of the Saker Falcon and shouted, "Master, run!"

The people in the inn were stunned. They had never seen anyone dare to catch a Saker Falcon.

Before they could react, another guard grabbed the boy's waist, flew over everyone's heads, and landed on the roof of Lianyang Restaurant opposite the inn.

Lianyang Restaurant is three stories high, and the roof is covered with smooth ridge tiles. The guard and the young man stood steadily on the roof.

Everyone inside and outside the inn rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

The Beirong people are strong and powerful, but they are not good at martial arts.

Even if they practiced, they only used the tough and vigorous methods of the lower three routes. They had never seen such exquisite and light skills.

Wu Jin stood on the roof, terrified and incoherent, shouting to Wu Xin in the inn, "Kill it, kill that beast."

As soon as he uttered the word "beast", Wu Ping, who was beside him, covered his mouth with his hand.

"Master, that's a Saker Falcon. You can't kill it."

Wu Xin was struggling with Haidongqing, looking embarrassed.

Wu Jin's servant Wu Kang crawled out of the inn and cried to Wu Jin, "Master, you really can't kill him. He is our god."

Wu Kang shouted into the inn again, "Brother Wu Xin, you must hold on steady. Don't hurt it."

The crowd of onlookers ran away or hid.

They didn't believe that the boy with the birthmark could really control the Saker Falcon.

Some people even ran to the Seventh Prince's Mansion for help.

When the guards at the Seventh Prince's Mansion heard the three words "Saker Falcon", they quickly reported it to the housekeeper.

The Saker Falcon is the totem of the Northern Rong, and many Northern Rong kings are proud to be able to tame the Saker Falcon.

Unfortunately, the Saker Falcon has a strong temper and would rather die than be tamed.

What's more, there are very few Saker Falcons in the Northern Rong area, and they are hard to come by.

According to records in Beirong history, there were only four Saker Falcons tamed by the royal family.

If the Seventh Prince could get a Saker Falcon and announce to the public that it had been tamed, his reputation would be further enhanced.

Rong Shu, the steward of the Seventh Prince's Palace, went to Pingshun Inn with the palace guards.

At this time, Wu Xin was holding the Saker Falcon and standing outside the inn, wanting to let it fly away.

"Wait a moment."

Rong Shu hurriedly stopped him.

"Little brother, give me the Saker Falcon."

Wu Xin looked at Wu Jin on the roof with a confused look on his face.

But Wu Jin was still young and looked even more confused than he was.

Wu Xin looked at the shopkeeper Meng Gen again.

Meng Gen quickly explained, "This is Rong, the steward of the Seventh Prince's Mansion."

When Wu Jin heard about the Seventh Prince's Mansion, his face turned flattering.

"Prince's Mansion? Give Wu Xin to him, and quickly give it to Butler Rong."

Rong Shu was both disdainful and satisfied with Wu Jin's understanding.

Wu Xin handed the Saker Falcon over. Rong Shu's heart skipped a beat when he saw the Saker Falcon's vicious eyes.

I don’t know how this young man caught this bird of prey.

The guards of the palace brought a large cage for wild animals and asked Wu Xin to put the Saker Falcon in it.

Wu Xin pretended not to notice the disdain in Rong Shu's eyes, and put the Saker Falcon into the big cage with a flattering look on his face.

The Saker Falcon was in the cage, flapping its wings and cawing, looking very ferocious.

Wu Ping brought Wu Jin down from the roof again,

Rong Shu stared with his eyes wide open. Such lightness skills were very rare in the Northern Rong.

Even the most skilled guard in the Seventh Prince's Mansion definitely does not have such amazing lightness skills.

"Are you guys from Xianzhou?"

Wu Jin seemed to want to please Rong Shu, but was also a little afraid of the Saker Falcon that was locked in a cage next to him.

He grabbed Wu Ping's clothes tightly and responded quickly: "Yes, we are all from Xianzhou."

Rong Cheng said in a puzzled tone: "We, the Northern Rong people, rarely see such light skills..."