The next morning, Han Changsheng woke up, yawned and walked out of the bamboo house. It was already dawn, last night he didn't allow Guardian Anyuan luck to adjust his breath, he was not in good spirits in the morning, and his limbs were a little heavy.
Outside the bamboo house, An Yuan was already practicing his sword.
Han Changsheng snorted sleepily: "Good disciple, it's hard to be a teacher."
An Yuan didn't seem to hear, and continued to practice his sword.
Han Changsheng grinned: "Damn it, you have no conscience, accepting you as an apprentice is better than accepting a piece of barbecued pork."
An Yuan finally put away his sword, and walked towards Han Changsheng expressionlessly: "Sit down."
Seeing that he was coming to help him adjust his breath, Han Changsheng was afraid that he would take the opportunity to retaliate and make him feel uncomfortable, so he hurriedly said, "I went out of the mountain yesterday to investigate some things. It's something related to you."
An Yuan frowned, looked at Han Changsheng suspiciously, and waited for him to continue.
Han Changsheng said: "Do you remember your life experience?"
An Yuan was taken aback, his brows furrowed deeper, and he paused, his face showed no change of emotion: "I don't remember."
Han Changsheng shrugged: "It's fine if you don't remember, you pretend I didn't say it."
The corner of An Yuan's mouth twitched, and he sat down in front of Han Changsheng, ready to protect him.
Seeing An Yuan's expression and the strength with which he raised his hand, Han Changsheng knew that An Yuan would definitely not let him have a good time today, and immediately said: "It is said in the world that your father was killed by the Tianning Sect, but as far as I know it is not So the murderer is someone else!"
An Yuan was startled again, and was about to touch Han Changsheng's hand, and took it back: "Continue talking."
Han Changsheng scratched his face: "There's nothing to say. I only know so much."
An Yuan said: "Who is the murderer?"
Han Changsheng said, "I don't know."
An Yuan raised his hand again, and Han Changsheng immediately said: "That's how I went out to buy underwear, and just happened to encounter a murder case in the nearby Mingyue faction. Their Elder Xianyue was killed, and the secret book of knife manual was stolen. People say it's heaven. People from the Ning Sect did it, but I happen to know a person from the Tian Ning Sect!" He took a deep breath, and continued, "The people of the Tian Ning Sect said that they didn't kill Elder Xianyue, and they didn't know anything about the Mingyue Sword Manual at all. Not interested, this matter was framed by someone who used the name of the Demon Sect to cover up his crimes, and a similar case happened in Tianyuan Villa fifteen years ago. Huangfu Tugen—it was your father, not killed by the Tianning Sect .”
An Yuan frowned: "Do you know someone from the Demon Cult?"
Han Changsheng chuckled and said, "We've known each other since we were young."
An Yuan said coldly: "You also believe what the Demon Cultists say."
Han Changsheng curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and said, "Believe it. He won't lie to me, and there's no need to lie to me. I don't need to lie to you about this matter either. It's no good to lie to you."
An Yuan was silent for a while, and said, "There's no need to lie to me about this matter? What about other things?"
Han Changsheng rolled his eyes: "I'm lying to you, can you give me a baby? I'm not full of food."
An Yuan: "..."
After a while, An Yuan asked doubtfully, "Then what else did he say?"
Han Changsheng said: "In the past few months, your swordsmanship has improved a lot, and I don't have so much to teach you. I plan to take you out of the mountain today, to Tianyuan Villa, and investigate this matter again."
An Yuan didn't speak in a daze. After a while, he said, "You went out yesterday to investigate this matter from the Mingyue Sect, so you came back so late?"
Han Changsheng said: "Of course, you think I spent a whole day picking underwear?"
An Yuan's mouth twitched. After a while, An Yuan gently took Han Changsheng's hand, and Han Changsheng felt that his true energy was slowly drawn into his body.
The corner of An Yuan's mouth curled up into a slightly invisible arc, and he said lazily, "Today's exercise will make you unable to get out of bed, but I thought about it, and there is a better way to make you a little more comfortable. "
Han Changsheng: "..." Day! Lord Gou still wants me to be unable to get out of bed? ! Let's wait and see, sooner or later, I will let you know how to get out of bed!
An hour later, An Yuan and Han Changsheng finished practicing. After the day ended, Han Changsheng felt refreshed, his dantian was filled a lot, and his steps became much lighter. It seems that Lord Gou is indeed deliberately tormenting him on weekdays. If every day is like today, he may have completely restrained that huge internal force within a month.
The two packed up their things and went out of the mountain.
Tianyuan Villa was about 15 days away from where they were. In order to prevent accidents, Han Changsheng prepared a straw hat for himself and An Yuan. The two went to the city to buy two horses and some dry food and set out on the road.
On this trip, Han Changsheng took An Yuan to Tianyuan Villa to investigate the murder case fifteen years ago. Tianyuan Villa has been in decline since the death of Huangfu Tugen. At that time, Anyuan was only eight years old, and he was still young. His mother passed away not long after he was born, and once his father died, he had nothing else to do. Brothers and sisters, there is no one in Zhuangzi who can be in charge. In order for him to go to the Yuehua School to hone his mind, Mingge Xianjun cut off all his back roads. The head of the Yuehua School, Yue Peng, and Huangfu Tugen were old friends. Seeing that his old friend's son was lonely and pitiful, he took him to the Yuehua School to teach him martial arts, and wanted to betroth his single daughter to him as his wife. Everything was destroyed by Han Changsheng again.
Although Tianyuan Villa has been defeated, Huangfu Tugen's tomb is still there, and there are always people in Tianyuan Villa who have experienced what happened fifteen years ago. Han Changsheng intends to find them and ask them what happened fifteen years ago something.
The reason why we want to find out about this matter is that someone dared to pretend to be their Tianning Sect and commit crimes under the name of Tianning Sect. Will he be afraid of An Yuan because of the murder in the past, regard An Yuan as an enemy, and cause trouble for him. In this way, I am afraid that Han Changsheng's workload will be increased at that time.
There are still three months before the martial arts conference. Now that An Yuan's swordsmanship has advanced by leaps and bounds, the room for further improvement is much smaller, and he can only improve steadily. Therefore, he does not need to retreat in the deep mountains and old forests. The effect of two hours is not much different. Han Changsheng hopes to finish investigating this matter before the martial arts conference, so as to avoid side effects.
After traveling for several days, they finally arrived at Tiandao Mansion where Tianyuan Villa is located, and they will be able to reach the former site of Tianyuan Villa in one day's journey.
After entering Tiandao Mansion, both Han Changsheng and An Yuan were taken aback by the situation here.
Tiandao Mansion is located in the northwest, so it is not a rich situation, but this place is rich in melons, fruits and fine wines, so it can be regarded as a self-sufficient and peaceful place. The last time Han Changsheng was brought here by the old leader was when he was four or five years old. He didn't remember much, but he also had a general impression of Tiandaofu. The mutton is delicious, and the Tianning Sect members originally only planned to pass by this place, but they stayed for two or three days extra because of the delicious food and beautiful scenery here.
But today's Tiandao Mansion is very different from what it was fifteen years ago.
Han Changsheng and An Yuan walked all the way from southeast to northwest, the towns became more and more dilapidated, many fields were barren, there were not many people in the towns, and all of them were carrying weapons. facing each other. Even the teenage children carried a hostile air, and the whole town was full of lifelessness, without the vitality of the past.
Han Changsheng and An Yuan were walking on the road, and a few rough men who set up stalls nearby stared at them intently, as if they were looking at two delicious fat lambs. These two people were wearing clean brocade clothes, completely different from the local people who wore rough linen and short hexagrams. Moreover, they were thin and fair-skinned. Although they wore swords, they looked weak and weak. It's not like a rough man practicing martial arts.
Han Changsheng muttered in a low voice, "What's going on in this damn place?"
Before they entered Tiandao Mansion, they had heard from an aunt who sold food that the people in this place were tough and there were many refugees and bandits. jaws of death. At that time, Han Changsheng didn't believe it. After entering Tiandao Mansion, he realized that this place was really not a good place.
An Yuan walked towards a big man selling silverware at a stall.
"Excuse me, is there any inn nearby?" An Yuan asked in a cold tone.
The big man looked fiercely at An Yuan who was wearing a straw hat, and said impatiently, "No!"
An Yuan frowned, but turned around and left without saying anything.
"Bang!" A cup was smashed to the ground.
An Yuan heard the sound, turned around, and saw the big man who set up the stall jumped up and grabbed his lapel: "You smashed my silver cup. This is a treasure that has been passed down from my ancestors for thousands of years. Lose money!"
Han Changsheng saw clearly from the side, the cup was obviously dropped by the man himself on the ground when An Yuan turned around, and listening to the sound, it was clearly a copper cup that was not a silver cup. , also handed down from the ancestors for thousands of years? Although he rolled on the ground, he didn't even get a bump, and the big man asked An Yuan to lose money, which was obviously blackmailed.
Han Changsheng stepped forward, and was about to teach this big man a lesson, when An Yuan held him down, untied a money bag from his waist, and casually took out a piece of broken silver and threw it to the big man.
Han Changsheng stared: "What are you doing?"
An Yuan ignored him.
Seeing that An Yuan was so straightforward, the big man couldn't help but startled, let go of An Yuan, and looked at the silver in his hand. It is indeed real silver.
An Yuan pulled Han Changsheng up and turned around to leave. Han Changsheng said angrily, "You're just ruining Lao Tzu's money like this? Why don't you teach him a lesson?"
An Yuan said coldly: "It's not necessary."
Han Changsheng rolled his eyes angrily. That is to say, if he is here, if the stingy Hua Xiaoshuang knows that An Yuan is such a waste of money, he will definitely fight An Yuan desperately.
It was getting late, and there was still a long way to the former site of Tianyuan Villa. Tonight, they couldn't make it. The two planned to find a place to live in the city first. But they wandered around the town, and it was indeed as the big man said, maybe this ghost place has not had people from outside for a long time, and there is no inn in the city at all. Even if there are one or two places where you can stay, it looks like a black shop.
It was already dark, and the two finally decided to sleep in the wild. People who practice martial arts are physically strong, so it doesn't matter if they eat and sleep in the open.
In the evening, Han Changsheng caught a wild pheasant. An Yuan skillfully plucked the pheasant's feathers, removed the internal organs, wrapped it in salt and spices, and baked it on the fire. My mouth is watering. The ability to cook food with one hand was developed by An Yuan and Han Changsheng during the more than two months of seclusion in the mountains. Not only has Yuan Yuan improved a lot in martial arts, but he has also been well trained in his hands-on ability.
After roasting the roast chicken, An Yuan tore up half of it and handed it to Han Changsheng. Han Changsheng took it and started to gobble it up, regardless of the heat.
An Yuan didn't eat his share right away, but just looked at Han Changsheng silently.
Han Changsheng asked while eating: "Teacher, how much do you remember about your childhood?"
An Yuan remained silent.
Han Changsheng had nothing to do with this awkward guy. An Yuan has lost his memory, but he doesn't know how much An Yuan has forgotten. An Yuan still remembers the inner skills of Tianyuan Villa, maybe he still remembers some things from his childhood. When that incident happened, An Yuan should have been there. If he could recall something, it might help Han Changsheng find the murderer as soon as possible. However, as long as Han Changsheng asked about the past, An Yuan refused to speak.
Han Changsheng had nothing to do with him, so he snorted. Sooner or later, he will make An Yuan cry and be unable to keep his mouth shut, hum!
Han Changsheng devoted all his attention to the roast chicken in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil.
An Yuan withdrew his gaze from him and stared fixedly into the distance.
After drinking and eating, Han Changsheng threw the chicken bone away and said lazily, "Heroes, don't hide!"
The author has something to say: Thanks to Zhizhi, 15006689, qing803, Weilan, Xuanyouyou, Furou, Yuemingya, Shire X7, and Xuanxuan X15 for mine