Ling Muyun left Fu Sigui and walked north for about ten miles. Sure enough, he saw a tall bluestone bridge from afar.

There is also a wooden bridge next to the Bluestone Bridge, but the bridge board has been broken and broken. Although the two bridges are not far apart, they lead to two different paths respectively. The Bluestone Bridge connects a spacious avenue, while the wooden bridge connects this path, with the two roads divided in two directions.

Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun knew that Qiao Feng and Azhu were afraid that they had passed, so he immediately followed the path guided by the shop clerk and stepped to the wooden bridge.

Although the wooden bridge was broken, the entire river was only two or three meters wide, and it could not stop Ling Muyun at all. He jumped over the broken bridge and landed on the other side of the river, and then walked along the path forward.

Since crossing the small wooden bridge, the road is very narrow, sometimes with grass that is hard to identify. If the shop assistant had not explained it clearly, it would have been really hard to find this road.

After running for a while, Ling Muyun and Zhu Danchen, who was ranked last among the four major guards of the Duan clan of Dali, met. From Zhu Danchen, he learned from Zhu Danchen that Qiao Feng and Azhu had already left first. He thought that the other party was an accomplice of the four evil people, and wanted to stop him, but the other party easily passed by him and left behind him.

Ling Muyun immediately passed by Zhu Danchen, surpassed the other party and rushed forward, and had a meal. Sure enough, he saw a bright lake ahead, but he saw the clear water as jade and the waves as flat as a mirror, which was worthy of the name "Little Mirror Lake".

Before he could walk to the lake, he saw a man and a woman walking hand in hand in front of him. The man was tall and petite. Seeing that his back was Qiao Feng and Azhu, Ling Muyun was happy and called out, "Brother Qiao, Miss Azhu."

Qiao Feng and Azhu turned around when they heard the sound. They were also surprised and happy when they saw Ling Muyun. They stopped and waited. When Ling Muyun walked closer, Qiao Feng asked with a smile: "Brother Ling, why are you here?"

Ling Muyun said: "I was also entrusted by someone to come here. Brother Qiao, Miss Azhu, where are you?"

Qiao Feng suddenly had a complicated look on his face: "Brother Ling, I have now understood my life experience. My original surname is Xiao, and I am a Khitan."

Ling Muyun was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Then shouldn't I change my words and call you Brother Xiao?"

Seeing Ling Muyun so calm, Xiao Feng seemed to not take him seriously and his attitude had not changed at all. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and sighed: "Brother Ling, it's really a blessing for me, Xiao Feng, being able to make a good brother like you is such a great life!"

Ling Muyun smiled slightly: "It is also a blessing for me, Ling Muyun, to be able to associate with Brother Xiao."

Just as Ling Muyun and Qiao Feng were chatting, they suddenly heard someone chuckling in the flowers by the lake, and then a stone flew out of the flowers.

Ling Muyun and others followed the stone's outflow and saw a fisherman wearing a hat on the lakeside, fishing. He had just caught a bluefish on his fishing rod. The stone flew over, and it was exactly hit on the fish stockings. With a "swish" sound, the fish stockings broke into two pieces, and the bluefish fell into the lake again.

Xiao Feng exclaimed lightly, then turned to Ling Muyun and said, "Brother Ling, what did you see?"

Ling Muyun smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, are you teaching me? This man's hand is extremely strange. The fish silk is soft and cannot be subjected to force. If he cut it with a flying knife, sleeve arrow or something, it would be no surprise. But it was obviously a round stone that actually broke the fish silk. This man's feminine technique of using hidden weapons was by no means owned by Middle Earth."

In fact, Ling Muyun has not said something yet, that is, this hidden weapon technique has a faint trace of the hidden weapon technique of the Xiaoyao Sect, which seems to be a combination of the basic hidden weapon technique of the Xiaoyao Sect with some hidden weapon techniques from the Western Regions. Ling Muyun had already guessed the identity of the person who threw the stone.

Xiao Feng nodded and said, "Young brother is right. This person who casts a stone seems to have low martial arts skills, but his evil spirit is a purely arbitrary method. I'm afraid it's not a good way."

But when the fisherman's fishing line by the lake was interrupted, he was also surprised and said loudly: "Who is playing tricks on Chu, please show up."

A few "squeaks" sounds, the flowers and trees separated, and a girl came out. She was covered in purple shirts, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old, one or two years younger than Ah Zhu Shang, and her big eyes were covered in black. Although she was young and her eyebrows and eyes were not completely opened, she could already tell that she was a beauty, but her face was full of virtuousness, not like a gentle and obedient character.

I saw the girl come out of the flowers and trees. When she glanced at Azhu here, she ignored the fisherman, jumped and ran to Azhu, grabbed her hand, and smiled and said, "This sister is so handsome, I like you very much!"

The girl in purple clothes spoke with a curled tongue and her pronunciation was not correct, just like a foreigner who was just learning Middle-earth language.

Seeing this, Ling Muyun immediately affirmed that this girl should be the little witch A Zi, because A Zi grew up in the Star Constellation Sect, and the Star Constellation Sect is located in the Star Constellation Sea of ​​the Western Regions, not in the Song Dynasty. It is not surprising that the Chinese pronunciation is not correct.

Seeing that the girl in purple shirt was lively and innocent, Azhu liked her quite a bit, and immediately smiled and said, "You are handsome, I like you even more."

A Zhu was in Gusu for a long time and was deeply influenced by local Wuyin. Although he spoke Zhongzhou Mandarin at this time, his pronunciation was not very accurate, and it also complemented A Zi's strange accents and tones.

The fisherman was about to get angry, but when he saw such a lively and cute girl, his anger disappeared immediately and said, "This girl is so naughty. But the skill of breaking the fish stockings is also great."

As he spoke, his eyes swept across the girl. He didn't know Xiao Feng and Azhu, so he didn't care. However, when he saw Ling Muyun, he was slightly stunned. Then he bowed and bowed and said, "It turns out that it is Mr. Ling. Mr. Chu has seen Mr. Ling!"

It turned out that this fisherman was nothing else, but Chu Wanli, who was ranked first among the four major guards of Chu Gu Fu and Zhu in Dali.

However, before Ling Muyun could answer, the girl A Zi said, "What's the fun of fishing? She's so angry that she's so angry. If you want to eat fish, wouldn't it be better to use this fishing rod to stab fish?"

As he spoke, he walked forward, reached out to take the fishing rod from the fisherman's hand, and stabbed it into the water. The tip of the fishing rod pierced into the belly of a white fish. When he lifted it up, the fish was still whirling and twisting. The blood in the wound fell little by little on the clear water, red and green, bright and beautiful, but it looked a little cruel in its beauty.

When Ling Muyun saw her stabbing like this, her right hand was slightly tilted to the left, drew a small arc, and then stabbed it from the right direction. The technique was quite clever and the posture was also very beautiful, but it had a bit of the taste of the Xiaoyao School martial arts, but it was just not the essence. Beautiful is beautiful, but she did not get the true essence of the Xiaoyao School martial arts, and its power was more than one better.

But this is not surprising. After all, the Xingsu School where A Zi is located was created by Ding Chunqiu, the old star monster. The martial arts of the Xingsu School were also created by Ding Chunqiu based on the Xiaoyao School martial arts he learned and mixed them with other evil martial arts.

Although Ding Chunqiu came from a subordinate of the Xiaoyao Sect, he did not learn the true superior skills of the Xiaoyao Sect and did not obtain the samadhi of the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts. The Xingsu martial arts he created were naturally inferior to the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts.

Just as Ling Muyun turned his mind, he saw A Zi pulling his hand and falling into a pole, stabbing six blue fishes one after another, skewing them into a string on the pole, then shook them again, throwing the fish into the lake, splashing water and emitting a trace of blood, which looks so sad and beautiful under the sunlight.

Chu Wanli suddenly looked unhesitant on his face and said, "You young girl, why are you so vicious? If you want to catch fish, it's okay. If you stab the fish to death but don't eat it, what's the reason for killing without reason?"

A Zi immediately clapped her hands and smiled, "I like to kill for no reason, what are you doing?"

As he spoke, he suddenly stumbled his hands and tried to break Chu Wanli's fishing rod. However, the fishing rod was originally Chu Wanli's self-defense weapon. It seemed ordinary, but it was actually forged with iron. It was just coated with paint on the outside. It was very firm and tough, so how could A Zi break it?

Seeing this, Chu Wanli sneered: "You want to break my fishing rod, but it's not that easy."

But A Zi suddenly pointed to Chu Wanli's back and said, "Who is here?"

In fact, A Zi's method of attacking the west was not very clever. However, Chu Wanli did not take A Zi, a little girl, seriously and was not wary of him. He was deceived and turned around. He immediately became aware of him, but he was not allowed to see anyone behind him. He was deceived and turned his head quickly, but he was already one step later. He saw that his fishing rod had been thrown several feet away by A Zi, and he was about to fall into the lake.

At this moment, Ling Muyun suddenly poked out his hand and grabbed it in the void. He saw that the fishing rod that was about to fall into the water seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, and flew back backwards, flying back to his hand faster than when he went.

Ling Muyun handed the fishing rod in his hand to Chu Wanli, who was furious, and said, "Brother Chu, give it to me."

"Thank you, Mr. Ling."

Chu Wanli took it with gratitude. This fishing rod is not only the guy he fished, but also his self-defense weapon. If he was thrown into the lake by a little girl, he would not say much about his inconvenience and would be too disgraceful.

At this time, A Zi, who was standing by, stopped doing it and shouted to Ling Muyun: "Hey, where did you come from? You want to meddle in other people's business!"

Before, in order to prevent Chu Wanli from revenge, A Zi threw the fishing rod into the lake and did not look at it again. She paid attention to Chu Wanli. Therefore, she didn't know how Ling Muyun took the fishing rod she threw back, and she didn't see Ling Muyun's unique skills in taking pictures in the air, so she was not afraid of Ling Muyun at all.

Ling Muyun smiled and asked, "Where did you come out again?"

A Zi stuck out her tongue: "Students are not ashamed to speak. I asked you first, so you should answer first."
Chapter completed!