Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng walked side by side, their steps brisk, with smiles unique to young people on their faces. This smile was like the rising red sun, making the world a fiery red.
Young knights don't need strong wine, their hearts are already stronger than wine.
Young knights don't need horses, their hearts can gallop thousands of miles.
Young knights do not need red sleeves, the world's red flowers have bloomed for them.
Mu Yunfeng's eyes were bright, and his smile was bright. Although his clothes were ordinary and his boots were full of mud, he was anything but ordinary, and his heart was not muddy at all.
But even such a clear and flawless person will sometimes be troubled by some sudden thoughts.
"Brother Yan, tell me more about charlatans. I want to know more."
The corner of Yan Zhuo's right eye twitched, his lips were chapped, and his hot throat suddenly sucked a mouthful of saliva. His originally agile eyes became dull because of his words.
This was the fifth time that Mu Yunfeng told Yan Zhuo that he wanted to know more about charlatanism, and it had only been three hours since they left the hut.
"Brother Mu is really thirsty for knowledge." Yan Zhuo wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He even felt that his head, lips, and tongue had disappeared together with his smile.
"The more you know, the less likely you will be deceived. You will be able to expose them in time and arrest them before the official."
Same, exactly the same words as before. Yan Zhuo's soul was already pondering. He never wanted to hear the words "deceived" and "seeing an official" again.
"Okay, Brother Mu, let me tell you the last one. This is also the last one I know. I really don't know any other charlatanism. Just listen to what I have said and you can make your own.
You have lied to others."
Mu Yunfeng's eyes lit up again and he said, "Okay, the last one."
Yan Zhuoqiang cheered up and said: "There is a kind of medical swindler in the world, called Yuan Nianzi, who uses some three-foot acupuncture, hand-picking malignant tumors and other deceptive tricks to deceive people. All you need to remember is to say a medicine
Those who can cure all diseases and cure all diseases with medicine are just liars."
"Three feet of acupuncture, if it doesn't kill people, how do they do it?"
"It's all a matter of hand skills, almost like magic."
Mu Yunfeng nodded, holding his chin in his hand, with a serious expression, as if he was thinking about something, and said: "It seems that this is also a craft, and it must take a long time to practice."
Yan Zhuo sighed and said: "This business is similar to martial arts training. Except for those who are talented, most others practice it since they were young. Sons inherit their father's business and pass it down to their families."
Mu Yunfeng wanted to say something else, but couldn't for a moment. He could only ask: "Brother Yan, how far is it from Baiyun Villa?"
"When it comes to the site of Baiyun Villa, it's only a day's journey after leaving this mountain road and finding a place to buy a horse. But when it comes to Baiyun Villa, there are still three days at least."
Mu Yunfeng was surprised and said: "I heard from Master before that the main sect of Baiyun Villa is so big. I didn't expect it to be so big. It takes two days to walk into the territory of Baiyun Villa."
No wonder Mu Yunfeng was surprised. Although a sect like Dian Cang was well-known in the world, it only had three cities under its jurisdiction. However, Baiyun Villa had three states under its jurisdiction. In addition to its own disciples, it also controlled
There are tens of thousands of Silver Sword Guards. These Silver Sword Guards were as elite as Jiangzuo Beifu soldiers in those days. Although Baiyun Villa is a Jianghu sect in name, its power is not inferior to that of the princes.
Yan Zhuo looked at the white clouds flowing in the sky with his hands behind his hands, and said: "This Baiyun Villa is the second largest gang in the world after the Beggar Gang. If the Beggar Gang's power spans the five major countries, Baiyun Villa focuses on operating Sizhou and Bingzhou.
, Jiaozhou Sanzhou. Brother Mu, if you had known that Luo Ao had such strength at that time, would you have dared to stand up for that beggar in the market?"
Mu Yunfeng was stunned, touched his bald head, and secretly complained in his heart: "I don't know, I just thought that the Luo family and his son bullied a beggar too much. I didn't expect that I would be beaten like this."
Yan Zhuo moved his gaze to Mu Yunfeng. His eyes were very bright and lively. His eyebrows, eyes, nose, and cheeks all seemed to have been cut by a sword. He was resolute and sharp, more resolute and more powerful than the sword in his hand.
Be fierce.
"You will still rush forward, because you are such a person. You would rather suffer yourself than see others suffer."
Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng were talking like this before they left the mountain road and entered the town. In the town, Yan Zhuo bought two horses, some dry food and dried meat, and the two of them started heading towards Baiyun Villa.
Although these two horses are not very good horses, they are naturally much faster than two pairs of feet.
Immediately, Mu Yunfeng's bright eyes flashed with a trace of haze again, and said: "Brother Yan, what other tricks do you know..."
This time, Yan Zhuo galloped away without waiting for him to finish.
Behind him, Mu Yunfeng urged his horse to catch up with Yan Zhuo. He laughed while riding and said: "Who said I can't see others suffering? Didn't I just make Brother Yan suffer?"
Yan Zhuo was stunned. He didn't expect that a person with thick eyebrows and big eyes like Mu Yunfeng could tease people.
The horses neigh and the wind roars, the sky is broad and the clouds are clear.
Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng rode on horseback, chatting leisurely along the way. Although it was bumpy day and night, time passed faster with a good friend by their side. Unknowingly, Yinglong City, the gateway to Baiyun Villa,
Already appeared in front of two people.
Yinglong City borders Wanglong City of the Jiangzuo Dynasty and is a famous land of plenty and rich people. It is also located at an important junction between the two cities, with an endless stream of merchants and vendors.
"Brother Yan, do you think the caravans entering the city are lined up for three miles?" Mu Yunfeng pointed at the caravans outside the city and shouted to Yan Zhuo.
Yan Zhuo followed Mu Yunfeng's fingers and saw that there were bullock carts, horse-drawn carriages, shops, vendors, escorts, beggars, and all kinds of vendors. The long queue stretched for more than three miles.
Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng did not dare to delay, and hurriedly rode to queue up. If they missed the curfew, they were afraid that they would have to sleep in the city. The two of them galloped all the way, but when they arrived at the queue, the long queue was already visible.
Can't see the end.
Mu Yunfeng saw an old man driving a bullock cart in front of him, with dozens of bags of various sizes placed on the cart. He was puzzled and asked: "Old man, what are you going to do in the city? Take such a
Lots of pockets.”
The old man looked at Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng, and took a sip from the cigarette pot. The smoke covered his dark yellow eyes, making his expression blurred and mysterious: "Are you from the Jianghu?"
Seeing the old man's mysterious face, Mu Yunfeng nodded blankly.
Seeing Mu Yunfeng nod, the old man took another sip from the pot, and then said: "You are Jianghu disciples, so it's okay to tell you. The rice in Yinglong City is better than the rice outside, and the price is also more expensive, so it's often
Some people are transporting some rice between the two cities to make some money."
"So, old man, you prepared these pockets just to hold rice?"
"No, do you think this kind of business has always happened?" The old man knocked the cigarette pot clean on the sole of his shoe, "The people in Yinglong City are not fools. They don't know how to do such a profitable business. This business
It can only be done every year when there is a happy event in Baiyun Villa. It is said to be a joy with the people and a joy that extends to all directions."
"Then what happy event is happening at Baiyun Villa today?" Mu Yunfeng asked hurriedly.
The old man looked left and right, leaned into Mu Yunfeng's ear, and pretended to be mysterious: "Don't tell others, my son is the deputy commander of Yinglong City. I only found out about it after he had some connections."
Mu Yunfeng nodded hurriedly.
Seeing Mu Yunfeng's innocent face, the old man said calmly: "Jiangzuo Dynasty is going to marry Baiyun Villa. They said they want to marry a princess to Baiyun Villa."
