Chapter 113 Seed planted in the body

The man approaching on horseback was dressed as a hunter, with a sword on his waist and a bow and arrow on his back. Meng Xiuyuan looked very familiar and knew that he was one of the eight sharpshooters who besieged him at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

The only difference from last time was that this time the man was carrying an eagle with black feathers and sharp claws on his shoulders. He had a majestic physique and looked like a divine horse.

"You two little babies, what are you doing here?"

The man rode straight to the car, stared at Zhang Wuji and A Li and asked.

"We just happened to pass by...passing by here. My parents died of plague, and I want to take my sister to visit my uncle's house."

Zhang Wuji was a little nervous when he saw this. He originally thought that Meng Xiuyuan would come forward to solve the problem, but after waiting for a while and seeing that Meng Xiuyuan was not moving in the carriage, he could only tell a lie out of haste and answer the man.

And A Li beside him didn't say anything, just looked at the man with a pair of timid and innocent big eyes, as if he was about to cry at any time.

The man snorted coldly when he heard this and didn't take it seriously.

Although the body and blood stains of the Yuan soldier that Meng Xiuyuan killed just now had been simply disposed of by Zhang Wuji based on his precise timing, he had done so in a hurry and could not cover them all up. With this man's eyesight, he could naturally see the flaws.

But just when he was about to speak again, he heard the falcon on his shoulder suddenly chirp without warning. It spread its wings and immediately flew up. It circled in the air several times before landing back on his shoulder.

superior.

When the man saw this, his expression changed slightly.

"Wu Liupo, what took you so long?"

At this moment, someone from the horsemen and horses in the distance suddenly shouted in this direction.

"It's okay. If I meet two little kids passing by, I'll let them go."

The man first turned around and shouted loudly, then turned to Zhang Wuji and said:

"The road is dangerous. Don't delay. Go and visit your relatives quickly."

"Oh, okay, thank you, big brother."

When Zhang Wuji saw this, although he was a little confused about the situation, he still hurriedly drove the carriage and continued to move forward.

When he walked to the side of the convoy, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel chills all over his body, and his hair stood on end. He subconsciously turned around and saw several cold eyes staring at him.

Except for the handsome young man in the middle who was twelve or thirteen years old, who lowered his head and frowned thoughtfully, the remaining several big men similarly dressed as hunters were very alert and looked at him and the carriage behind him the whole time.

When Zhang Wuji saw this, he couldn't help but think of how these people had shot to death twenty or thirty Yuan soldiers in an instant, and he felt very frightened.

I am worried that if they suddenly take action at the next moment, although the young martial uncle is extremely skilled, he is only one person after all. I wonder if he and A Li can be completely protected.

Fortunately, the imaginary conflict did not happen. Until the two sides passed each other, the group of men only looked at each other and made no actual actions.

When Zhang Wuji drove the carriage away, he relied on Jiuyang Zhenqi attached to his ears and heard the faint sounds of the group of people talking to each other behind him:

"Sun San De, Li Si De, you two go get some clothes and cloth, stay behind and settle these women, and then catch up..."

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel that these people seemed to be quite good, but when he thought of the way they looked at him just now, he felt cold all over, as if he had almost died, and he felt very conflicted.

So when the carriage drove for a while and the convoy was completely invisible behind him, Zhang Wuji couldn't wait for Meng Xiuyuan to speak, so he turned around and asked inside the carriage:

"Uncle Junior, why were those people so weird just now?

At first, they obviously stopped us and wanted to check us, but in the blink of an eye, we were let go.

And then even though they let us go, they still stared at us with that look..."

Meng Xiuyuan in the carriage smiled slightly when he heard this and said warmly:

"There's nothing surprising, he's just afraid of us."

"Afraid of us?" Zhang Wuji became more and more confused after hearing this, not understanding what Meng Xiuyuan meant.

"Yes, it should be because there are not many experts in the team, and there are no top people to dominate the team, so they are not willing to take risks.

The reason why I have been keeping an eye on you is because I am afraid that we will take the initiative, so I am on guard."

Meng Xiuyuan looked calm and explained to Zhang Wuji carefully.

"Aren't those sharpshooters considered masters?" Zhang Wuji asked in confusion.

"For the people they want to protect, they're not too powerful.

However, the falcon on his body was obviously somewhat spiritual. As soon as I set my sights on it, it took off. It must have been warning them that it had sensed a strong person.

And since we didn’t take action directly after that, they must have thought that one more thing would be better than one less thing, and they wouldn’t take the initiative to embarrass us.”

"Oh..." Zhang Wuji finally understood a little bit this time.

Before he could ask any more questions, Meng Xiuyuan asked him to stop the carriage and jumped out.

"Although they didn't make things difficult for us right away, they will definitely be a little suspicious and want to track us down. So let's not get on this carriage yet."

With that said, Meng Xiuyuan immediately untied the reins and ropes of the old horse pulling the cart and let it go. Then he hugged Zhang Wuji and A Li on the left and right respectively, raised Qinggong, and headed straight towards the forest on the side of the road.

Run in the direction.

With Meng Xiuyuan's skill at this time, even though he was carrying two children, he was still running as fast as a horse, and in an instant, only layers of dense vegetation were visible around him.

"Then what kind of big shot is there in the team, who is as powerful as you said? You must know that person, right?"

A Li, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. With her elf intelligence, she could naturally hear the hidden meaning in Meng Xiuyuan's words.

To be honest, she didn't understand why Meng Xiuyuan was so powerful in martial arts and still avoided him like this.

"Well, he's a young princess. I had some dealings with him three or four years ago."

Meng Xiuyuan had no need to hide anything, so he nodded and answered calmly while walking.

A Li became more and more confused after hearing this, frowned slightly, stared at Meng Xiuyuan and asked:

"Little Princess... In other words, those are all Mongolians?

Then why are we running away? Why don't you find a hidden place to put us down, then go back and kill them all?

You teach Wuji brother all the time about the principle of "driving away the Tartars and caring for the people", but why do you not do it when it comes to you?

Could it be that you have some interest in the little Mongolian princess?

That’s not right, even though she is dressed in men’s clothing, she looks to be about my age…”

Speaking of this, A Li looked at Meng Xiuyuan in an even more strange way. Even Meng Xiuyuan felt a little uncomfortable holding her, and subconsciously started to struggle.

"Don't make trouble, what are you thinking about..." Meng Xiuyuan couldn't laugh or cry. He was very helpless to the young but mature A Li, so he could only explain:

"If she was like those Yuan army cavalry, who did some heinous things to oppress the people, I would naturally kill her long ago.

But didn't you listen to what she said? She was here to deliver medicinal materials to Lunan and also rescued those women.

In this case, why should I be in trouble with her.

It's better to keep her and make more contributions."

Unexpectedly, after Meng Xiuyuan finished explaining, A Li was still dissatisfied. He curled his lips and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Hmph, when talking about 'driving out the Tartars', shouldn't we just mean killing all the Mongols? There is no point in killing them selectively.

It's such a waste that you are so skilled and yet still act so mother-in-law.

If I had your skills, I would definitely kill everyone I don't like..."

Hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan had no reaction yet, but Zhang Wuji became a little anxious and quickly interrupted her:

"A Li, you can't be so rude to my junior uncle."

With that said, he quickly turned to Meng Xiuyuan and explained for A Li:

"Uncle Junior, don't listen to A-Li's nonsense, I know she is not this kind of person.

She just talks a lot sometimes, but she doesn't really think so in her heart."

A Li was not angry when he heard this and said to Zhang Wuji:

"I don't need you to explain it to me, that's what I think.

When I have perfected my kung fu in the future, I will be the first to tie you up. I will not give you food until you beg me.

Let’s see if you still dare to talk back to me.”

Zhang Wuji disagreed:

"I've suffered a lot since I was a child. I even endured the cold poison of Xuanming Divine Palm for several years. It doesn't matter if I'm hungry.

If you don't mean what you say, I just want to explain it to you.

Otherwise, my junior uncle will misunderstand you and will not take you to Wudang Mountain..."

…

Meng Xiuyuan saw that this good conversation gradually turned into a quarrel between the young lovers in his arms, and he couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Fortunately, this scene of being fed dog food by a child was not the first time it happened these days. He was somewhat accustomed to it, but he didn't hear it at the time and kept his head down and continued on his way.

After crossing several more peaks and valleys and confirming that he would not be tracked, Meng Xiuyuan stopped on a small flat land halfway up the mountain and put his two children down for a short rest.

The young couple may have been tired of the quarrel on the road, so they finally stopped talking and ate their dry food quietly. Meng Xiuyuan sat alone, sitting cross-legged and meditating.

After a while, Zhang Wuji suddenly walked up to Meng Xiuyuan and said to him seriously:
To be continued...