The next day, Jun Yu walked out of the inn and suddenly heard the noise of people on the street. Then, she saw Meng Yuanjing walking in.

"Jun Yu, all of Mr. Zhu's tribe members were pardoned and released..."

"Really?"

Jun Yu's eyebrows were slightly brighter, and Meng Yuanjing nodded: "Really, they were all released and their family wealth was returned."

Jun Yu leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, a thin horse ran towards the inn. It was Xiaoshuai. Yesterday, she was sad and confused and forgot Xiaoshuai in Yangzhou Prefecture. She was about to go and search, but Xiaoshuai had been sent back. The person who sent the horse had left, but Xiaoshuai was tied to Xiaoshuai's back. She took it down and saw a small note on the wintershuai:

Junyu, I'm sorry!

It was Zhu Yu's handwriting.

She sighed: "This time, thanks to Zhu Yu's help."

"This kid Zhu Yu finally did a great thing!"

Seeing that although Jun Yu's eyebrows were stretched a little, Meng Yuanjing said worriedly: "Jun Yu, are you okay?"

Jun Yu shook her head.

"In May, the Qingcheng Sect in Shuzhong had a martial arts conference to hold an election for the leader. My uncle sent me to hand over the order of the leader to them."

Jun Yu forced a smile: "Oh? Does Yuan Jing want to fight for the leader too?"

"I don't have the time to do this." Meng Yuanjing looked at her, feeling a little reluctant to leave her friends here: "Jun Yu, you have nothing to do with your quit now and you are in a bad mood. Why don't we go to Shuzhong to have a trip together, okay?"

Jun Yu thought about it and immediately agreed: "Okay, it's okay for us to go out for a trip together. Let's leave tomorrow, and I don't want to stay here for too long."

When Meng Yuanjing saw her agreeing, he was overjoyed: "Along the way, we will not be lonely even if we talk. Tonight, you can stay at my house and set off together tomorrow."

Since Jun Yu came to Yangzhou, Meng Yuanjing has invited her to live at her home many times. Jun Yu refused because of the many inconveniences. Now, when he heard that he invited him enthusiastically, it was difficult to refuse again, so he had to agree.

The two immediately checked out and went out. After walking for a while, they arrived at a manor in the suburbs. The manor was not big, and there were many towering ancient trees from a distance.

Meng Yuanjing welcomed Jun Yu into the garden. The flowers and trees were lush, and the banyan trees were paved and paved like a cover, which was extremely beautiful. Jun Yu couldn't help but praise: "Yuan Jing, your garden is as happy as a god!"

"I feel relieved when you like it. I know that you are used to living alone. I have arranged a small yard for you, but it still looks like your temperament!"

Meng Yuanjing's father died early and was raised by Uncle Lai. His mother ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name all year round. He lived in the temple for most of the year. Last month, his mother went to the temple again. In the huge family, he had to live with an old housekeeper and several servants. When his mother was at home, there were two maids serving him. When his mother went to the temple, the two maids also went to serve him. Therefore, the whole yard seemed extremely deserted.

It was already ten days of lights. Meng Yuanjing personally brought Junyu to the villa prepared for her. This small villa has only two rooms, and there is a small flower shop in the middle. The flowers and trees are surrounded by beautiful flowers and trees, and the emotions are elegant.

Jun Yu was very satisfied. Meng Yuanjing saw that there was a smile on her face and said, "Jun Yu, you are in a bad mood, go and rest first."

"Thank you, Yuanjing."

The crescent moon was rising to the treetops. When the window was opened, the fragrance of flowers and trees came around.

There was a knock on the door, and Jun Yu opened the yard gate. Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Didn't you disturb your rest, Jun Yu?"

Jun Yu shook his head, Meng Yuanjing picked up a book on the table: "Jun Yu, you still keep the habits in the academy!"

"Once the habit is formed, it is difficult to change..." Meng Yuanjing did not speak, and seemed to have not heard what she was saying. Under the candlelight, Jun Yu's eyes were like stars, pearls and jade, shining brightly in the house. Meng Yuanjing stared at her for a while, but was stunned.

"Yuan Jing..."

Meng Yuanjing suddenly woke up, his face turned red, and he forced a smile: "I'm sleepy, I'm farewell..." Without waiting for Jun Yu to answer, he turned around and strode away.

Jun Yu shook his head in confusion, and ignored him and closed the courtyard door. Jun Yu did everything from elementary school that men should do, and he has been wearing men's clothing since he was ten years old. Over the years, his words and behaviors have no longer been as beautiful as women, and he always keeps an appropriate distance from others, so he never worried that he would be seen through one day. Thinking of Meng Yuanjing's actions just now, he couldn't help but feel trembling. He made up his mind and acted more carefully in the future.

The next morning, the two set off. Along the way, Meng Yuanjing felt a little uncomfortable. Not long after he left, he passed by a small street. Along the way, he saw all the women passing by along the way looking at Jun Yu with admiration. He thought to himself, Jun Yusheng was like this, no wonder the men and women were surprised when they saw it, and they gradually felt relieved.

After half a month of traveling, many victims who fled famine along the way found out after careful investigation that the Yellow River flooded and flooded dozens of counties around. The funds allocated by the imperial court for disaster relief were deducted from them at all, and the victims could not survive at all. They sent their children to sell their daughters and fled everywhere.

There were all such miserable scenes along the way. Jun Yu and Meng Yuanjing were powerless and had no intention of watching any scenery, but they just continued to rush along the way.

The closer he got to Shu, the more silent Jun Yu became, and he felt an extremely indescribable excitement and uneasiness in his heart. After passing the Qinling Mountains and passing through the mountains, Meng Yuanjing couldn't help but say, "It's really difficult to get to Shu."

Jun Yu smiled and nodded.

Along the way, many people in the martial arts world passed by, some of whom were hurried and some were full of confidence, obviously they were all heading to the martial arts world conference in Qingcheng Mountain.

The scene of escape on the road ended in Sichuan, and it was just the first day of May when the two arrived in Chengdu.

This is the first time Meng Yuanjing has seen a charming figure in Shu. At this moment, thousands of lotus flowers in the Baihuatan are in full bloom, and the air is filled with a strong smell of pollen.

The vast Chengdu Plain is full of wheat-harvested ridges. The rice in the rice fields begins to sprout ears and flowers, the trees are lush, and the vegetable garden is green.

Meng Yuanjing suddenly looked at Jun Yu with a little strange look, "You speak accent..." He discovered that Jun Yu had a slight southwest accent in his accent very early, and today he realized that it turned out to be the local accent of Shuzhong.

Jun Yu smiled: "My mother is a native of Shuzhong. She has been studying art in Mount Emei for many years." "Is your mother from the Emei School?" Meng Yuanjing has always been very curious about the legendary Lanxisi.

"When my mother was young, she followed a strange man to learn art on Mount Emei, and she had nothing to do with the Emei Sect."

Lanxisi was abandoned since childhood and had no idea who her parents were for life. She was adopted by a secluded woman on Mount Emei. She was 16 years old and was famous all over the world at the age of 18.

At this moment, it was still half a month before the martial arts conference, and Chengdu was only more than 100 miles away from Qingcheng Mountain. The two of them were not in a hurry to rush, so they found a small inn near Qingyang Palace and stayed there.

A heavy rain last night made the dull air fresher, and the wet breezes everywhere, while the leaves of the trees washed by the rain were even greener and shiny.

The two walked towards the Huanhua Creek in front. After the rain, the water flowed gurgling and clear. There were green trees and new flowers along the coast, and birds flew around. The more they walked forward, the more lush the trees grew.

At this time, the sun had risen to the hollow, and a very strange sound of musical instruments suddenly came from the front.

Jun Yu realized that this was a whistle made of bamboo leaves with "hard head spring". When she was a child, she heard her mother blowing it, and she also saw that her mother used this bamboo leaves to make a simple "musical instrument".

The two followed the sound, and there were two houses deep in the woods, red bricks and green tiles, surrounded by lush grass, bitter artemisia, and golden sunflowers were blooming brightly.

There was no one in the room, and the strange sound came from behind the room.

Jun Yu walked forward gently. There was a huge sycamore tree on the hill behind the house. A tomb was standing beside the tree. There were smoke in front of the grave, and several dried fruits were placed.

A woman was sitting in front of the grave, and the strange music was made by the woman.

It seemed as if he felt someone behind him. The woman suddenly turned around, about 35 or 36 years old. When she saw that they were two young men, she had a slight anger in her tone: "What's the point of doing you two here?"
Chapter completed!