Weng Lu’s troubles were not over, and the previous shouting had attracted the attention of the innkeeper.

The only inn in the town seemed to have a good background. Soon seven or eight strong men carrying long swords rushed into the stable and surrounded Lu Weng. Everyone thought he was a horse thief and wanted to capture him and send him to the government.

Weng Lu naturally refused to stop. He ignored the poison and injured several strong men and fled, jumping and disappearing into the darkness...

Early the next morning.

The people from the Fuwei Escort Agency entered the lobby early to have dinner and prepared to prepare for the whole installation.

Zuo Yi was unable to find Lu Weng’s hiding place last night, and he did not intend to stay in the town.

He was very determined, and Mr. Lu would definitely wait for him on the way ahead.

After breakfast, he walked to the door and asked the inn shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I want to go to Fuzhou. Do you know which road is safe and close?"

Hearing Zuo Yi's voice, Lin Pingzhi and others from the Fuwei Escort Agency looked up and seemed surprised.

Many of them recognized that Zuo Yi had met them in the Laozhang Teahouse in Hangzhou.

The shopkeeper sucked the tea and smiled lazily, "Fuzhou is not close to you! Is this young man going far away for the first time?

Now that the world is rampant, bandits are rampant, bandits are everywhere, how can there be any safe and convenient way?

If you want to go to Fuzhou, I advise you to follow those old-fashioned escort caravans.

As long as you deliver some silver to someone, they may take care of you along the way, otherwise, I’m afraid you won’t be able to get to Fuzhou.”

Zuo Yi pretended to be dissatisfied and slapped the sword on the table, and said proudly: "Others are afraid of those bandits, but I, Zuo Yi, are not afraid!

If someone really dares to make a decision on me, I will kill his dog head and be a hero, and it will be a perfect success for this young master to be a hero!”

At first glance, this posture is a ignorant young man with no idea of ​​the world.

The old shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, and said with a smile: "Okay, since you are not afraid, just pretend I have never said it. I wish you a good reputation as soon as possible. You go south along the official road outside the town, which is to the direction of Fuzhou."

"Thank you."

Zuo Yi thanked the shopkeeper and took a sword and left.

At this time, from the corner of his eyes, he saw Lin Pingzhi who seemed to want to stand up and call him, but was stopped by Yu Biaotou beside him.

When Lin Pingzhi saw Zuo Yi being away, he frowned and asked, "Yu Biaotou, why did you stop me just now? That little brother was looking at the first time and didn't understand the dangers of the world at all. He was afraid that he would not be able to walk a hundred miles away and would be plotted by the bandits. Seeing that he was also going to Fuzhou, we took him along the way, which was just a matter of raising our hands.

Besides, my father taught me since I was a child that I would make friends when I went out. I think that young man is very dignified and could make friends..."

Yu PaoTou smiled and said patiently: "Young Master, we are out there, making friends, but not everyone can be friends.

As the saying goes, knowing people but not their hearts. I think that the young master is steady and holding a long sword. He is likely to possess outstanding martial arts. We know nothing about his character, nature, origin, and how can we just join him in the team?

If he has ulterior motives, wouldn’t he put us in danger?”

Zheng Bottom also spoke out and advised: "Yes, the young master, it's better to have less trouble than to have more trouble. This is the first time you have come out to run for escorts. You must not make any mistakes, otherwise we will not be able to explain to the boss."

"Okay." Lin Pingzhi had no choice but to nod.

Zuo Yi had no intention of joining the convoy of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

He just didn't want to have some unnecessary misunderstandings with the Fuwei Escort Agency on the road ahead, which made them a little mentally prepared.

After leaving the house, he turned over and first found a blacksmith shop, bought three good-quality daggers and some gadgets, and then left the town and headed south slowly.

Less than three miles away, when he walked to a forest road, Zuo Yi gradually slowed down and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Fifty meters away, under a tall willow tree beside the road, a bald old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

His face was pale and bloodless, his right arm was hanging weakly, his left foot was bloody, and his whole aura was extremely depressed, with only a pair of dim but sharp eyes staring at Zuo Yi from a distance.

The sunlight passed through the gaps of the leaves and fell on his wrinkled old face, a little mottled and a little dark.

It's Mr. Lu.

Zuo Yi did not stop, and the white horse was still moving forward.

It was not until I entered the forest and came to the old man twenty meters away that I gradually stopped.

The two eyes looked at each other from a distance, which seemed to be somewhat complicated.

Who can be ruthless if a person is not a plant or a tree?

Even if it is a dog, he will be treated like a family member after spending more than ten years, let alone an old servant who has watched him "grow up" since childhood.

Compared to Chen He, Zuo Yi actually has a deeper relationship with Weng Lu. Seeing that Weng Lu, who had taken care of his food and daily life since childhood, fell into such a tragic phenomenon, he couldn't help feeling a little unbearable.

"Wen Lu, if you stop here, I can think that what has happened before has not happened. The Zuo family will always have you in one bite of food." Zuo Yi said calmly.

Of course his words were false.

Even if he could think that something had never happened, his parents would not let Lu Weng go.

Weng Lu seemed to understand this and sarcastically said, "Young Master, don't be naive. The old slave can no longer go back and does not want to go back.

For so many years of friendship, as long as you leave the things in the copper box, I will not make things difficult for you."

Seeing that Lu Weng was very determined, Zuo Yi stopped wasting his words and asked curiously: "Wen Lu, can you tell me what is in this box that will make you betray the Zuo family desperately?"

Weng Lu held the tree trunk and slowly stood up. He stared at Zuo Yi's eyes like two abysses. His voice was hoarse:

"It is called Yin and Yang Stone. It did not belong to this world, but came from the meteorites outside the sky. Since ancient times, the birth of countless magical skills has been closely related to it."

"Even your father Zuo Lengchan can understand the great truth of Yang Ou's creation of Yin and Fierce Ou's creation of cold, and transform the internal power of Songyang's magical power into ice true qi, because he has visualized this stone."

Zuo Yi was stunned: "What happened like this?"

True or fake!

That stone is so awesome?

Weng Lu did not rush to take action. Perhaps he had suppressed his secret for twenty years and wanted to find someone to talk to, or perhaps he had another picture. He slowly said:

"It's not just that. Yin and Yang Stone itself is an excellent material for refining divine weapons.

Two hundred years ago, this stone was taken away by the Dugu family from Wudang Mountain. The Dugu family polished a few ounces of stone powder from the stone and made a pair of unparalleled Yin and Yang swords.

With this magical sword, the Dugu family swept across the Central Plains martial arts world, causing countless inheritances of various martial arts sects to be cut off, and directly led to the fault and decline of martial arts in the world."

"There are even rumors that this stone contains mysteries that can make people invincible forever forever."

"Zuo Yi, your Zuo family has been stealing it for sixteen years and has benefited a lot from it. It's time to let go. Give him to me, and I'll let you live a life!"

Weng Lu said, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, as if gradually awakening a trace of greed and madness that had been buried in his bones for twenty years.

Zuo Yi was stunned when he heard this, almost getting sore and tender inside by the thunder.

Why haven't I heard of such awesome stones?

He had read Jin Guliang Wenhuang's martial arts genius in his previous life, and he had not missed it even Jin Yongxin and Gu Longju, but this was the first time he heard that there was such a thrilling stone in the martial arts world.

Wait, Lu Weng just mentioned the Unparalleled Yin-Yang Sword, it seems a bit familiar?

Could it be the unparalleled Yin-Yang Sword in the Fengyun World?

But Fengyun is a fantasy wearing martial arts skin. Now this is a martial arts world with laughter as the main body...
Chapter completed!