"Sir, you won't chop off our heads, will you?"

The first time Water Monkey saw Lu Zhanlong, he knew that he was an official in the government.

The clothes were so bright that the common people were not allowed to wear them.

"Whether you want to chop off your head or not... depends on your performance."

Lu Zhanlong said with his hands behind his back.

"Whatever the adults want the little ones to do, the little ones will do whatever they want, just to survive."

Water Monkey hurriedly said to please.

"You follow me first, I want your accomplice to be taken away."

Lu Zhanlong said.

It's not a big problem to leave Water Monkey alone, but we can't leave his subordinates to him too.

…

Outside Qishan Pass.

Luo Xingchen sat on his horse and looked back at Qishanguan Pass under the setting sun.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflects on the city wall, and the Qishan Pass is particularly majestic.

"Sir, look at the sword marks on the city wall and some dark red blood stains. This is indeed a place of hundreds of battles."

Mo Anbai wore a cloak and his face was covered with black gauze, and said with a smile.

"The land of hundreds of battles hides a sinister aura. Back then, the ancestor of the Mo family, Mo Tianjiao, hid his secret in Qishan. I wonder if he expected this day." Luo Xingchen said lightly.

"Sir, the ancestors of the Mo family were even more chaotic back then than they are now. This place has long been a battleground for military strategists."

Mo Anbai smiled.

"The more dangerous the place, the safer it may be. Ordinary people dare not live nearby."

There are almost no people around Qishan Mountain, and the people try to stay away as much as possible because they are worried that the war will destroy their homes.

But when the nest is overturned, there will be no eggs left intact. Sometimes the people's thoughts can only be for peace of mind, which has no practical effect.

In less than half a day, Luo Xingchen and Mo Anbai had entered Qishan.

Qishan is a very steep mountain. There is only one way to pass through Qishan from north to south, and that is Qishanguan. From other places, it is almost impossible to pass through Qishan.

"With our skills, this mountain is not even easy to climb, let alone those ordinary soldiers."

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles!

Luo Xingchen had read about the steepness of Qishan in books, but without seeing it with his own eyes, his knowledge remained on paper.

"Qishan is much more steep than Yudai Mountain."

Mo Anbai was panting and dripping with sweat.

She had already taken off her cloak and was holding a handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

After all, she is a woman, and her physical strength is slightly inferior to Luo Xingchen's.

"Look at the map, where are we?"

Luo Xingchen sat on a rock, picked up the water bottle on his waist, and poured water into his mouth.

He didn't drink much, just took a few sips.

Mountain water is very precious, so you need to take your time and don't drink it all in one go.

"You can't understand it on a map."

Mo Anbai took out the map and handed it directly to Luo Xingchen.

The map that was fought over at the beginning seems to be useless now.

After Luo Xingchen took it, he took a careful look.

Immediately I understood why Mo Anbai said he couldn't understand the map.

The maps marked are all general pictures. On the Qishan area, simple lines are used to outline a layer of mountains and mist.

There are two words marked between the hills and mountains, "Secret Storehouse".

"This ancestor of the Mo family tortures people."

Luo Xingchen was stunned when he saw it.

"Just this map, we may not be able to find it even if we look for it for a year."

Luo Xingchen felt that he should give up. How could he find this?

Qishan is so big, with one mountain after another, and some cliffs so slippery that even monkeys can't climb them.

"Young master, don't worry. The ancestors of the Mo family still passed down the ancestral teachings. There is a saying in it that the secret storehouse is in Yangjiao Mountain. We only need to find Yangjiao Mountain and it will be fine."

Mo Anbai took a breath and said.

"Yangjiao Mountain? Do you know where it is?" Luo Xingchen calmed down and looked up at the clouds and mist in the distance.

"Sir, look, I have a map here."

Mo Anbai took out another volume of map from his backpack with a smile.

"What kind of map is that?" Luo Xingchen asked doubtfully.

"The map of the entire Qishan Mountain is what Marshal Yue ordered to give to the slave family. Others don't have it." Mo Anbai smiled proudly.

"When was it given to you?"

Luo Xingchen was a little confused.

"Before leaving..."

"Actually, not long after meeting Marshal Yue, the Nu family asked someone to tell Marshal Yue that they would give him the map when the time came. Until before we set off, the Marshal sent his maid to give it to me..."

Mo An Bai told the story of the future.

"That's it, let me see."

Luo Xingchen put down the map and then took it and looked at it carefully.

This map is very detailed.

You can clearly see the beautiful small characters dotted on the map.

"You're very attentive and have named many of the peaks inside." Luo Xingchen said.

"Dashuai Yue has been stationed at Qishanguan Pass for many years, and almost every year he sends people to Qishan Mountain to explore the terrain. This is the result of his many years and consumes a huge amount of manpower, material and financial resources."

Mo Anbai said seriously.

"This is also an extremely important military secret. Marshal Yue can give us the map, which is a huge sign of trust."

Even if Mo Anbai didn't say anything, Luo Xingchen also knew the importance of the map.

"Sheephorn Mountain is here."

Luo Xingchen moved his finger on the map and finally landed on one of the locations.

"Where are we on the map now?"

Although Luo Xingchen found the location of Yangjiao Mountain on the map, he could not see his current location.

"Sir, look..."

Mo Anbai stretched out his slender fingers and pressed on a corner of the map.

"We entered the mountains from here and then walked along this route."

Mo Anbai's finger moved gently on the map, drawing a winding curve.

"Our current location is right here!"

Mo Anbai smiled and chanted.

"Well, I saw it."

Luo Xingchen saw where he was. A little further ahead, Wangxiang Terrace was written on the map.

"The name Wangxiangtai is not very auspicious."

Luo Xingchen said.

"There's nothing we can do about it if it's unlucky. It's not from the slave family." Mo Anbai pursed his lips and said.

"I know you didn't take it, so who did?"

Luo Xingchen just glanced at the names of many peaks on the map, not only Wangxiang Terrace, but also Guantou Peak, Paper Man Mountain, Netherworld Valley, etc.

The person who named him clearly had a bad taste.

"It is said that Marshal Yue's daughter arranged the name." Mo Anbai raised his eyebrows.

"Dashuai Yue's daughter? I have never heard that Marshal Yue has a daughter. I only know that he has a son who serves in the army." Luo Xingchen said.

"Marshuai Yue has a daughter. His daughter's name is Yue Yueling. She is a talented woman. She is only seventeen years old and can already calculate many military accounts." Mo Anbai smiled.

"Yue Yueling, I remember it. If I have the chance, I would like to ask you in person why you chose such a name."
Chapter completed!