After listening to Zhang Yu's story, Song Feng slowed down for a while before saying, "It's fine... It's fine... It's fine if you look... It's really scary to me..."

"Don't worry, the injury on my body is not a big deal... The main reason is that I haven't had much rest in the past few days, so my face looks a little ugly... I'll just go back to the Taoist temple later, just have a good rest..." Zhang Yu said. .

"That's good..." Song Feng nodded and said, "Mr. Han is dead now, but according to your statement, the matter seems to be not over yet... Behind this, as Director Chu expected, there is really a mastermind..."

"I'm afraid that it's difficult to find out who this person is..." Zhang Yu shook his head helplessly.

"Then look, what's going on, do you want to call Director Chu to notify..." Song Feng said.

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Tell him..."

Song Feng turned on the Bluetooth on the car and dialed Chu Zhenhuan's phone number.

When the phone was answered, he first made a few polite words with Chu Zhenhuan, and then truthfully told him what Zhang Yu told him.

After hearing this, Chu Zhenhuan was shocked and quickly asked Zhang Yu about the situation, and asked Zhang Yu to call and condolences. Zhang Yu naturally would not tell him the truth, but only said that he was not seriously injured.

He is such a person. No matter how big the difficulties he encounters, he will find a way to solve them himself and take on all the things alone. He is unwilling to tell these things about their relatives and friends, so as not to worry and worry about those who care about him.

After hanging up the phone, the car continued to move forward, Zhang Yu closed his eyes. He was really tired. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but he felt someone pushing his shoulder and Song Feng’s voice, “Brother, here.”

Zhang Yu slowly opened his eyes, and as expected, he had reached the foot of Mount Guangming.

"It's here..." Zhang Yu's voice was a little hoarse.

"Let's get off the car... I see you are very tired. When you are asleep, you are thrilling and you are reluctant to wake you up... You see, otherwise, you can call a few apprentices down and we will carry you up..." Song Feng said with concern.

"No need...I'm fine..." Zhang Yu deliberately stretched and said with a smile: "It's just a slight injury, so there's no need to mobilize the troops... Let's get off the car and go up the mountain..."

After saying that, Zhang Yu opened the car door and walked down.

Song Feng also opened the door and got out of the car, and the two walked towards Guangming Mountain together.

There are regular roads and small roads up the mountain. If you walk the straight road, you will definitely be seen. Zhang Yu didn't want to be seen by someone when he was injured, so he simply walked on the small road.

The place where Wudang Taoist Temple is located is not very short, so it takes some effort to walk on the right path, let alone take a small path.

Zhang Yu is no longer the Zhang Yu of the past. He cannot lift his true energy now, and he cannot use the magic vest. He is similar to ordinary people, and even a little bit inferior to ordinary people. He is too tiring because he is too poisoned and has not had much rest.

Before he walked far, Zhang Yu could not walk anymore. He held the big tree with one hand and kept gasping for breath.

Song Feng saw something was wrong. Zhang Yu was very capable, so why did he be like this after walking for a while?

He quickly said with concern: "Brother, are your injuries very serious? Is it okay..."

"I'm fine... I just haven't had a good rest..." Zhang Yu said gasping.

"Then I will carry you..." Song Feng immediately came to Zhang Yu, squatted down on Zhang Yu's back.

Zhang Yu had never been carried by someone, that is, his father had carried him when he was a child. At this moment, he also knew his situation and really couldn't walk.

"Thank you, Brother Song..." Zhang Yu rode directly on Song Feng's back. His weight was not light, and he was 140 pounds. After all, he had a meal.

Song Feng carried Zhang Yu on his back and continued to walk up the mountain. He would definitely not have any effort to walk by himself. But walking with Zhang Yu on his back was obviously a little hard. After walking for a while, he started to breathe heavily.

"Let's take a break." Zhang Yu could feel Song Feng's difficulty.

"I'm fine, I'm in good health... Let's go up quickly. When you get to the place, you can rest..." Song Feng said carelessly.

However, he was quite puzzled, not understanding why Zhang Yu left the right path and had to follow this difficult path.

But he estimated that there must be a reason for Zhang Yu to do this. He even vaguely realized that Zhang Yu's injuries were probably not as light as mentioned.

Finally, he came all the way to the backyard of the Taoist temple. Zhang Yu came down from Song Feng's back and said, "Thank you, Brother Song, you're here."

"Hu...hu...wha...what it's fine..." Song Feng said gasping.

"We..." Zhang Yu originally wanted to say 'Let's go in for a rest, but then he thought it was not appropriate. There were all weird people here. Usually, Wang Jie, who knew the details, could come in, and other people, even Zhang Yu's apprentices, would not allow them to enter.

Now, without the permission of the Grand Master, Song Feng was led in, which was somewhat inappropriate.

Although Song Feng is a good friend, it is better to know some things than to know.

Zhang Yu thought for a while and said, "Brother, this is the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain of the Taoist temple. There is an elder of my life. This elder is a strange man. Without his permission, I cannot bring people in casually. I think otherwise, I will call and have someone come to pick you up, go to the temple to rest and have some food..."

Song Feng had already seen that Zhang Yu's injuries were not light and he couldn't walk. His face was so dark, so it was definitely not a minor injury. If he was really tired, his face shouldn't be like this.

He also figured it out that if Zhang Yu didn't go to the main gate, he would definitely be here to heal his wounds. He also knew that Zhang Yu was really like Aluo, who would take care of everything himself. He didn't like to implicate others and didn't want others to worry.

Song Feng nodded and said sincerely: "Brother... I am in good health, so I won't go in and sit in... It's getting late, I'll go down the mountain now. I'm afraid there's something else in the bureau... By the way, you must have a good rest... If you have anything, call me... Although your brother doesn't have much ability, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not say anything... Don't be afraid of trouble..."

Speaking of this, Song Feng even shed tears unconsciously.

At this moment, he really treated Zhang Yu as Aluo.

Zhang Yu was moved and could fully hear Song Feng's sincerity. He could also feel that Song Feng might have found that he was seriously injured.

Zhang Yu smiled and said cheerfully: "Brother, what are you talking to me? Why are you still peeing from a big man... I have nothing to do. Let's have some drinks when I get rested..."

"Okay! Let's wait until you get better, let's stop drunk!" Song Feng said with a grin.

In this way, Zhang Yu sent Song Feng to the mountain road when he came. Song Feng also knew that he could not walk and kept telling him not to send him off again.

Zhang Yu could take dozens of steps to send it out, and then stopped and said goodbye to Song Feng again. Song Feng went down the mountain alone, silently chanting in his heart, "Brother, don't have anything to do... You will definitely be fine..."

His tears still couldn't stop flowing down.
Chapter completed!