This time, it was Ma Rui's turn to be stunned.

The seemingly normal response came from the pan. It was like a wandering wanderer who was wandering away and would return home one day. The relatives had neither a grand welcome ceremony nor a touching cry, but just a plain sentence: I'm back.

Ma Rui suddenly had a strange idea. This scene seemed familiar, as if it had experienced it personally in the past, but he wanted to tell when and where he did not know where he started.

After pursing his lips, Ma Rui covered up the tremor in his heart, pretended to have a swaying expression, and said lightly: "Then let me call you a shark from now on."

The pan has no eyes and nose, naturally no expression or reaction, and silently is the default.

They seemed to be thinking deeply, but unfortunately no one spoke...

When he returned to the inn, Ma Ping'an was already looking forward to it at the door. First, it was out of concern for the safety of the young master, and second, it was also worried that he would not be able to submit a job tomorrow.

The young master looked in a bad mood, and he looked confident when he went out, but now he was worried when he entered the door. His hair was stained with oil stains and hung over his head, as if he had not washed his hair for several months. He looked listless, especially carrying a pan with oil stains, which seemed to be begging refugees on the way to escape.

"Ari, you are..." Ma Ping'an welcomed Ma Rui into while instructing the clerk: "Prepare some hot water, my young master wants to take a shower!"

It was getting late, and the kitchen had turned off the fire and turned off the stove. But when he heard that the Ma family was still going to take a bath, he immediately remembered the conflict that had occurred not long ago due to the bath water. The guy who had already gotten on the bed quickly got up and went to the ground to chop firewood to make fire, fearing that a Miss Yang would show her power again.

Ma Rui returned to the guest room silently, his mind filled with worries, and he was careless about the surrounding things.

Things are not going well now, and there is a cloud of sorrow ahead.

This trip to the Shanhe Sect is extremely risky. Ma Rui's calmness and confidence were entirely dependent on the name of this ancient evil object. According to Li Qingzhao, the ancient evil object was an ancient magic weapon refined by Emperor Yanhuang. It can be seen that it can subdue the dragon son Chiwen.

Even if you can't point to the magic weapon, you can protect yourself from the sky, the earth and the air in seconds, at least you can protect yourself from the safety of your body!

But this artifact is now just a talker, and at most it acts as a radar, and it doesn't know any other abilities.

What should I do?

Ma Rui slowly soaked his body into the water, thought for a while, and turned his head and asked, "Uncle Ping'an, what is the punishment for Wuliangshan?"

Ma Ping'an lowered his eyes slightly, his expression seemed to be unbearable, and he spoke hard: "If you are lucky, you may be locked up for ten or twenty years in prison. If you are not lucky..."

The last time I heard about this, a young master surnamed another surname who accidentally teased the female disciple of Shanhe Sect. He only touched the parts he shouldn't have touched, but was hanged to the entrance of the local downtown area and was even more stubborn. He was even more corpsed for a month to serve as a warning to you.

Now Ma Rui's guilt is defiling the disciples of the Huajian Sect, and his background is greater than that of the Shanhe Sect! Moreover, the evidence is conclusive and the crime has been determined, but the punishment is not yet clear.

"If." Ma Rui heard that ten or twenty years were enough to be terrified. He felt so unwilling to do so. He asked tentatively: "What if I escape?"

Ma Ping'an's eyes suddenly opened, and after struggling with his eyes, he shook his head and sighed: "Ari, it's not that uncle is afraid of taking responsibility! But where can you escape? Once you are determined to be fleeing for fear of crime, you will be enemies of the three major sects, or even enemies of the whole world."

Feeling that there was no way out, Ma Rui closed his eyes and enjoyed what might be the last hot bath.

"Ari, you must let go of your identity tomorrow. Don't be polite. Be honest and behave in a manner to admit your mistakes to the Huajian faction. Maybe those aunts are soft-hearted and can spare us." Ma Ping'an suggested.

Ma Rui suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of inspiration in his mind seemed to have found a breakthrough!

Seeing the young master's reaction, Ma Ping'an thought that the persuasion would be effective, so he stopped talking and retreated first.

The next day, at noon, the carriage that Ma Rui was riding finally stepped on the slope of the Frost Blade Mountains.

The mountain is as famous as it is. The Frost Blade Mountains look like a long sharp blade facing the sky, standing horizontally above the plains. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the snow is covered with cold light like a blade, giving people a cold and solemn feeling.

The mountain road is rugged and steep, and it is quite difficult to move up the carriage. Fortunately, the Shanhe Sect is only on the mountainside, so it is estimated that it will arrive until the evening, so Ma Ping'an tried his best to urge the horse forward.

Those who should have reached the mountain have already arrived on the mountain, and those who should not have reached the mountain will not come, so there is no one else on the mountain road until the carriage catches up with two passers-by until they see the buildings of the Shanhe Sect from afar.

One old and one young, plus a donkey under the young man's crotch, was led by the old man slowly walking up the mountain.

"Young Master Yuan Bai?" There was a cliff on one side of the mountain road. Ma Rui didn't see anyone for a long time, and felt a little uneasy. Suddenly, he saw that even if he was not acquaintance, he became more enthusiastic.

Mr. Yuan Bai was surprised. When he saw Ma Rui's appearance clearly, he frowned slightly, quickly covered it up, smiled and bowed: "It turns out that it is Mr. Ma Rui, don't be fine!"

"Ah! Hello!" Ma Rui was stunned, and then he remembered that his identity was a prisoner at this time, and he was more despised. He couldn't help but shrink and didn't want to continue the deep conversation.

"Brother, how far is it from Shanhe Sect?" Ma Ping'an was not polite. The master and servant also attended Ma Rui's wedding, and it was not the first time they met.

"Half an hour." The old servant with a huge fish-headed knife was almost narrowed into a line. He looked up and glanced at him from a distance, then retracted his head, and continued to lead his young master's donkey slowly forward.

It was dusk now, and it would be dark in half an hour. The master and servant were so arduous, and the same distance might not be completed in one hour. Wouldn't you have to move forward in the dark?

The mountain road is so dangerous that rushing to the night can be considered a life-saving move, which is really not the best strategy.

"Do you want to walk together? Our carriage is a little faster." Ma Rui asked with kindness.

Yuan Bai shook his head quickly, and even saw the afterimage. He was obviously extremely unwilling to do so. The old servant refused lightly: "Almost, almost the same."

It seems like a rat crossing the street now, no one wants to have anything to do with him. Ma Rui retracted his head, sighed inwardly, and treated it as a donkey's liver and lungs, and urged Ma Ping'an to continue moving forward.

As the buildings on the mountainside got closer and closer, Ma Rui's breathing became longer and a trace of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.

It turns out that this is the so-called Feng Shui treasure land, a place with abundant spiritual energy!

The spiritual energy on the back of the mountain is stronger than the foot of the mountain or anywhere before. The earth-attribute aura and water-attribute aura are gradually heavier. You can imagine how abundant the spiritual energy of the water-attributed attributes is within the Shanhe Sect!

However, the recent ineffective sense of the five elements has caused Ma Rui to suffer, so even if he smells the breath of the five elements, he doesn't dare to rely too much now.

Finally, the carriage slowed down and stopped on a flat ground on the hillside.

The white walls and black tiles rising from the ground in front of you are three feet tall and can only be seen in the whole picture. The grand building that extends hundreds of feet to wrap the carved beams and painted buildings inside is like a strict and exquisite small town!

"Young master, you're here! I'll report..." Ma Ping'an helped Ma Rui get out of the car and was about to go to the city gate to report. When he looked up, he saw that there were two people standing outside the door. He was shocked and thought he had seen a ghost!

The master and servant of Yuan Bai have arrived!

Ma Rui was also stunned and stared at it for a while. Judging from the missing donkey, these two people seemed to have some secret paths?

However, Ma Rui could not allow him to ask questions. The master and servant successfully entered the small town through the investigation of the disciples of Shanhe Sect at the gate.

When Ma Rui reported his name, it didn't go so smoothly.

More than ten people immediately rushed over and surrounded the two of them, as if they were afraid that Ma Rui would disappear out of thin air again.

Ma Ping'an's face turned pale, and he was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, while Ma Rui was old and looked around without any fear, and even found it funny.

These ten people smelled of cultivation above the Dan stage, and any of them could beat Ma Rui to find Bei. Not to mention that Ma Rui took the initiative to come to the door and stood at the gate of Shanhe Sect. Why do you have to look like you are facing a great enemy?

"You really dare to come!" After a while, a childish female voice came from a cute voice. Huo Qing, whose face looked like a name, gritted his teeth and walked out.

"Master Yang Zhen of Wuliang Mountain asked me to come to him." Ma Rui's expression remained unchanged, and he did not expect to reconcile with this woman at all.

"Be imprisoned in the water prison first!" As the deputy leader, Huo Qing has obviously mastered a lot of information processes these days, at least knowing how to treat the enemy: "I will report to Master Yang Zhen later!"

The deputy head ordered that the dozen people around him immediately had a support, and they only regretted that Ma Rui had grown two arms, not enough for so many people to escort them together, so some people moved their legs and some raised their waists, and Ma Rui was almost carried into the Shanhe Sect.

Ma Ping'an was already scared, but no one cared about him. When he ran into the residence of the Ma clan, Ma Rui had been taken to a basement, tied to a thick wooden pillar, and could not sit down.

Of course, the Ma clan naturally would not say anything at this moment. He allowed Ma Ping'an to take out a contract to tell how Ma Rui cares about the family. He still could not persuade the representative of the Ma family, Ma Rui's father Ma Yue.

"Ping An, I hope you will understand the status quo and not cause trouble for the clan." Ma Yue's indifferent tone was as usual: "You are just responsible for escorting him here. You have completed the task now. It's very good. When you return to Fenglin Town, you will give you a satisfactory reward."

"But, this..." Ma Ping'an pointed at the contract, trying to impress the strict father with real money.

"This is also a problem. Now he is no longer a member of my Ma family. This contract has not been transferred and cannot be under the name of the Ma family." Ma Yue waved his hand lightly and signaled that Ma Ping'an would take it away, not planning to talk about this matter again.

Turning his eyes, Ma Xiang, who was beside him, turned a deaf ear and focused on studying the experience of martial arts borrowed from Shanhe Sect.

"Young Master, take care of yourself!" Ma Ping'an, who was restricted from freedom, could only return to the assigned hut and sighed.
Chapter completed!