"So you’re a master, so you didn’t see through all my manipulations just now." Mo Tai sighed and pulled up the sword to receive it in the sleeve, and suddenly he smiled and bent down to guide me. "I’m finished. Please see."

Fang Yunhan micro-ash looked down Mo Taichong’s guide.
There is no trace of soil in the original vermilion black soil, and there are hundreds of flowers blooming in the wind.
There shouldn’t be such bright flowers in this forest for more than ten miles.
But if the fragrance is continuous, the grass leaves are cut off before the wind comes, and there are some petals, dew, green juice, delicate and dripping, and Fang Yunhan is awake. This fresh and beautiful vitality is by no means false.
The moon is windy and the hills are full of flowers.
Teenagers who have walked through prosperous past lives can’t help but blurt out their hearts.
"good!"
Chapter 1 House of flying daggers
Not only did Fang Yunhan pull up one of the flowers, but even the flower roots were completely damaged and deeply planted in the soil.
It’s hard to figure out whether this trick is done or not, but it’s not interesting to ask the question face to face. In the end, Yunhan just closed his eyes and rested after giving Mo Taichong the packet of braised pork.
Fang Yunhan’s past life history has forbidden to kill cattle privately since the Han Dynasty. At most, you can wait for natural death to taste it, but this world is very different. Veal can also be bought and sold openly, which is a little expensive.
After Mo Taichong thanked him, he ate meat carefully and stopped talking. There was a fire left in the hill and the branches burned, and the light gradually faded.
But in the early morning, Fang Yunhan got up and left, and Mo Taichong rode the donkey and went the same way.
Because it was still dark, Fang Yunhan didn’t directly hit the horse and rush. After walking for about half an hour, he looked back and saw that the donkey was still unhurried. He simply laughed. "Since the same way is also predestined, it is better to be close to it and chat."
"That’s a good feeling." Mo Taichong hurried the donkey for a few steps and laughed. "Actually, I’ve heard a lot of interesting things these days and I just want someone to talk to."
Fang Yunhan bowed his head. "What’s interesting?"
"The first pile is that there are beggars’ gangs with beggars’ gangs, you know?"
Mo Taichong rubbed his hands. "I heard that their gang got a treasure map from nowhere, but it was assassinated by a mysterious person. Unfortunately, the elders of the sect leader went west to pay their respects to the new sect leader Wulin, and said that they would dedicate the treasure map to the imperial court. It was not long before I heard that the Beggars’ Sect found someone else to take the treasure map alone."
"Oh, what’s interesting about this?" Fang Yunhan asked
"It is just right for the mourning hall to say this openly and honestly, so that the major sects can join the escort team, and they should also take this opportunity to catch the mysterious person who is extremely threatening to the Wulin today."
Mo Taichong clapped his hands and said, "When the mourning hall heard the news, there were thirty sects, but when they saw that Shaolin Wudang Wuyue Sect had joined the treasure team, they naturally lost their interest in this lonely passerby."
Fang Yunhan said, "Those small and medium-sized sects dare not provoke the escort team, but they will not let go of this lonely road."
"Yes, I think this person’s road ahead is bound to be full of difficulties and flying daggers." Mo Taichong’s eyes are shining, and Fang Yunhan said the last sentence "Ten deaths and one life."
Fang Yunhan said indifferently, "What if ten dead people don’t die?"
Mo Taichong clapped his hands again and again and said with a smile, "If it can really develop like this, it will be much more interesting than me."
He thought about the situation at that time and said, "In that case, there will surely be a storm of fame, and there will be more strangeness in the rivers and lakes today."
Fang Yunhan chuckled and hurried his horse.
Mo Taichong looked up at his back and urged the donkey to chase some and shouted, "Hey, Brother Fang, can you tell me how confident you are?" Are you really an old-timer who lives in youth? "
Fang Yunhan waved his whip and said, "How can it be more interesting to reveal the mystery than to let you guess for yourself?"
"Hum, I don’t guess too much. Anyway, the city in front is the Golden Knife Gate site. They must ambush you in or outside the city, and I need to wipe my eyes."
Mo Taichong couldn’t catch up with the speed of the horse even though he urged the donkey to hurry. He flicked the donkey’s ear and "I knew I would choose a horse when I was in the mountains."
But I don’t want to think about the past. It is also his own choice for Zhang Guolao to ride a donkey leisurely.
"Hahahaha, Mo Taichong, you can’t catch up with this excitement."