Outside Wuzhen, there is an endless mountain range.
In the mountains, the vitality of heaven and earth is abundant, and many treasures of heaven and earth are nurtured.
It attracted many martial arts people to hunt for treasures!
If Wang Yi hadn't escorted the disaster relief money, he would have gone to investigate!
Fifteen carriages slowly left Wuzhen under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.
With the help of Wang Yi, a group of Jinyi guards entered the ranks of the second class in the world. Their strength skyrocketed. They rode yellow dragon horses and accelerated to the north.
On the road, the sound of rapid horse hooves could be heard from time to time.
The knights of the rivers and lakes, wearing green shirts and wielding swords, galloping horses, happy and free!
This is a knight with a background.
If you have no background and are just casual cultivators, you may not be able to join a sect if you spend your whole life studying under teachers and practicing martial arts.
No matter which world you are in, it all depends on the background.
Boom!
God is not good at it.
Dark clouds, thunder and lightning!
Fifteen silver trucks had only traveled two hundred miles when they encountered a thunderstorm.
Dark clouds are threatening to destroy the city!
This rain will not be light.
"Sir, I remember there is a ruined temple five miles ahead. We can go to the ruined temple to take shelter from the rain!"
The two brothers Pang Long and Pang Guang are relatively familiar with this area.
Wang Yi nodded slightly: "Speed up!"
The group sped up.
Even so, they still couldn't avoid the heavy rain.
Boom!
Big raindrops hit the ground.
On the ground, a layer of mist suddenly splashed up.
The rain was so heavy that the carriage and the guards were all wet in an instant.
Bang!
The wheels of a carriage got stuck in the mud, the hemp rope broke, and two boxes of silver fell.
The two guards escorting the carriage reacted immediately, put two boxes of silver on the carriage, and pushed the carriage with all their strength.
If it were yesterday, they wouldn't be able to push it.
Today, it’s a piece of cake.
Wang Yi watched quietly, waiting for the two Jinyi guards to tie the rope again, and waved his hand, "Let's go!"
Eight hundred meters ahead, a ruined temple stood alone at the intersection of the mountain forest.
Wang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and saw a glimmer of light.
There are people in the ruined temple.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!
Thirty uniformed guards pushed the silver cart into the front yard of the ruined temple. They were soaked to the skin, but they still guarded the disaster relief money.
Wang Yi entered the ruined temple.
In the ruined temple, two people had already arrived.
Old man, little boy!
The old man has gray hair and wrinkles on his forehead. He coughs from time to time and looks very weak.
The little boy was eleven or twelve years old. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and had bright eyes.
"Grandpa, someone is coming!" The little boy pushed the old man.
The old man raised his head and saw Wang Yi. He quickly stood up and handed over his hands: "Sir, this little old man is just passing by, so please don't blame me!"
Wang Yi nodded slightly and glanced at the ruined temple. The mountain god was enshrined here.
"Wang Ye, make a fire and let the brothers eat some dry food during the shift!"
"Yes, sir."
Outside, Wang Ye never calls him Brother Yi.
Wang Ye collected dry firewood from the ruined temple and started to light a fire.
This is left by the predecessors for future generations to use.
The old man and the child huddled in the corner, very afraid of Wang Yi and his party.
Wang Ye lit a bonfire.
In an instant, the ruined temple became extremely bright.
Thirty Jin Yiwei changed their clothes and put their soaked clothes on the fire to bake.
Outside, the rain was pouring down with no sign of letting up.
With such heavy rain, the vitality of the heaven and earth is surging, which is also a good time to practice.
An hour later, da da da!
On the muddy road, the sound of horse hooves could be heard.
At the same time, complaints also reached the ruined temple.
"Really, it rains all the time, and it's so heavy. It's covered in mud. If I had known, I wouldn't have come out."
"Junior sister, let's make do with it for now. Let's go back to Wucheng tomorrow and clean it up again."
"Okay, senior sister!"
Thirty imperial guards gathered in front of the gate of the ruined temple.
The two walked into the front yard.
They were all women, all wet.
The girl walking in front is slightly younger, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a straight nose and rosy lips, which is very beautiful.
Rain dripped down her black hair, and a scent spread out.
The purple dress on her body was soaked by the rain, and her skin was like a shadow.
The woman walking behind is a little older, about 20 years old, with delicate features like a clear spring, and a snow-white swan neck that is extremely beautiful. She is wearing a white robe that is soaked by the rain and clings to her body, making her eye-catching!
The most special thing is her feminine temperament, which is elegant and calm, her eyes are cold and as calm as water, and she holds a white sword in her left hand!
Jianghu chivalrous woman!
The woman in white robe frowned when she saw that there were thirty guards in royal robes in the ruined temple.
But the girl in the purple skirt spoke unabashedly: "Unfortunately, I encountered a group of evil stars!"
When Pang Long and Pang Guang heard this, their eyes suddenly turned cold and they placed their hands on the handle of the Xiuchun knife.
The woman in white robe secretly said that it was not good, and quickly bowed and apologized: "My lords, my little junior sister spoke out loud, please forgive me."
Pang Long and Pang Guang snorted coldly and ignored him.
When you go out, mind your own business, and don't cause trouble!
If something goes wrong, kill him!
This is what their general banner Wang Yi told them.
The woman in white robe breathed a sigh of relief and scolded her junior sister in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Senior sister, what are you afraid of!" The woman in purple skirt was still unconvinced.
The white-robed woman sighed in her heart. She had been traveling in the world for two and a half years and knew that the world was dangerous. People like her junior sister could easily get into trouble.
"Junior sister, if you don't obey, we will go back now."
The girl in purple skirt glanced outside. It was pitch black, windy and rainy. She didn't want to go back in the middle of the night.
"Senior sister, senior sister, I am obedient and I promise not to talk nonsense."
The two women entered the ruined temple and saw two royal guards, an old man and a child.
The girl in the purple skirt naturally hated the Jin Yiwei, so she pulled her senior sister towards the elderly and children.
The woman in white robe looked at the old man and the child, with vigilance in her bright eyes. She grabbed her junior sister and cupped her hands to Wang Yi and said, "Sir, our junior sister is getting wet from the rain, can we bake here?"
Wang Yi glanced at the two women, nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes.
Wang Ye couldn't be as calm as Wang Yi.
This was the first time for him to see such a beautiful woman, who could captivate the entire country, and there were two of them.
The girl in the purple skirt looked unhappy and was very unhappy with Wang Ye.
Normally, she would have already exhaled fragrance from her mouth.
But the atmosphere in this ruined temple was delicate, and she was not a fool and knew not to talk nonsense.
For a while, the only sound in the ruined temple was the sound of raindrops.
After a while, the eleven or twelve-year-old boy couldn't help but ask: "Sister, where are you going?"
The girl in the purple skirt couldn't hold it in any longer and immediately answered: "Little brother, my sister is going to Wucheng. Are you from around here?"
The little boy shook his head, his mouth tightened, as if he was about to cry: "Sister, we come from the north, where there is a drought and there is no food to eat. My grandfather and I came here begging from the north. Many people died of hunger on the way. people."
When the girl in purple skirt heard this, her sympathy suddenly burst out, "Little brother, didn't the imperial court allocate disaster relief money to you?"
The little boy shook his head again.
The girl in the purple skirt gritted her teeth: "What does the imperial court do for food?"
The woman in white robe frowned deeply. She looked at the fifteen carriages in the courtyard and said in a loud voice: "Junior sister, don't talk nonsense."
The girl in purple skirt vented her anger: "Senior sister, why did I talk nonsense? I told the truth."
The woman in white robe was helpless, "The imperial court will definitely allocate disaster relief funds."
"Not bad!" Wang Ye couldn't help but say.
Suddenly, Wang Yi opened his eyes, his face was solemn, and he whispered: "Silence!"
The girl in the purple skirt still didn't understand what was going on.
The woman in white robe felt vaguely uneasy, her right hand rested on the hilt of the sword!
