The fat man was very strong, so he didn't need the help of his master or Nanfeng. He walked forward, squatted down and exerted his strength, directly lifted the carriage out of the mud pit, and pushed it out of the mud pit with a shrug.
The owner was not a member of the martial arts world, but a businessman. Seeing that the fat man was incredibly powerful and tall, he decided to take him in as a bodyguard.
The fat man wanted to refuse, but at a glance he noticed Nanfeng winking at him, so he agreed.
In this way, the two of them naturally hitched a ride.
The road into the mountain was more than ten miles long. At this time, the carriage arrived at the foot of Fengming Mountain. Fengming Mountain had a good weather, with mountains at the back and beautiful water in front. The mountains were clear and the water was beautiful, sheltered from the wind and rising sun.
There is a bluestone archway at the foot of the mountain. The right column is engraved with the upper couplet, "Easy to change the way of heaven." The left column is engraved with the lower couplet, "gains and losses correspond to yin and yang." On the right column is engraved the horizontal inscription "Don't give up."
The archway is not small, and the square at the foot of the mountain is also large, but there are not many buildings on the mountain. There is only a small courtyard on the mountainside with only seven or eight rooms, hidden among the trees.
There are more than a dozen houses on the left and right of the road up the mountain. Although these wooden houses are next to each other, they are independent. The weather is sultry and the doors and windows are open. You can see all kinds of people from the world inside.
"Why is there no one?" It's probably not the first time he heard the merchant's words.
"What are those wooden houses used for? Why are there bird cages hanging in front of the doors?" the fat man asked the coachman.
"What the strong man doesn't know is that the people here are masters sent by various sects to protect the miracle doctor. The cages are full of homing pigeons. If someone goes wild in Fengming Mountain and these masters can't control them, they will release the homing pigeons. , and call the experts to help." The coachman replied.
"The Nanyao King is so proud that so many sects have sent people to protect him." The fat man clicked his tongue.
While the two were talking, the merchant walked towards one of the wooden houses. Before he reached it, someone walked out of the wooden house and greeted him enthusiastically.
Judging from his clothes, he must not be a member of the martial arts world, but someone like a servant of the concierge.
This man seemed to know the merchant. When the two of them met, the merchant secretly gave him a piece of silver, and then the two of them talked in a low voice.
Not long after, the merchant returned and shook his head in frustration, "It's unfortunate that we came here. The miracle doctor is treating an injury for a big shot and there will be no visitors this month."
Nan Feng and Fatty looked at each other in shock when they heard this. Sure enough, something happened to King Nan Yao.
"Let's go out to the mountains and stay in the inn until the end of the month." The merchant said.
Nanfeng and Fatty found an excuse to send the merchant away and stayed.
Before leaving, the merchant repeatedly warned that the people in the world were all vicious and the two of them should not get into trouble.
"Today is the tenth day of the Lunar New Year," the fat man said.
Nan Feng nodded.
"What should I do?" the fat man asked.
Nanfeng didn't answer.
"We can't go up the mountain without them watching," the fat man said again.
Nan Feng still didn’t answer.
"If it doesn't work, just tell them the truth and let them go up the mountain and have a look." Fatty said.
Nanfeng didn't speak yet.
"We have done something good by reporting the news." The fat man said again.
Nanfeng shook his head, "I'm not worried about not being able to get the elixir. The key point is that people won't believe it if we tell you. Go and try it. If you tell them that Uncle Wang is being held hostage, they will beat you to pieces." .”
"No need to try, I believe it," the fat man shook his head, "Just tell me what to do."
"Let me think about it." Nanfeng waved his hand.
"Don't even think about it on the way. Let them see that it's time to chase him." The fat man pulled Nanfeng into the forest.
After entering the woods, the two found a hidden high place, overlooking Fengming Mountain.
Due to the long distance and the obstruction of trees, they could not see the courtyard on the mountainside at all. However, the two of them saw something else. The people in the wooden houses at the foot of the mountain were not just guarding the front of the mountain. There were people surrounding every incense stick. Fengming Mountain goes around in a circle.
"What kind of trees are those with red flowers?" The fat man pointed to the north.
"I haven't seen it before. I don't recognize it." Nanfeng shook his head.
"They are all hanging around outside the circle of red-flowered trees. Those trees may be used to mark the boundary." The fat man said.
Nan Feng nodded.
"When they come back, let's sneak in." Fatty suggested.
"It's easy to touch them, but I'm afraid those blooming trees are poisonous." Nanfeng shook his head. The art of Qihuang and the art of poison are both connected, and all Qihuang Saints are masters of poison.
"Catch a living creature and try it." The fat man came up with another idea.
Nanfeng thought about it and felt that the fat man's idea was feasible, so the two sneaked to Dongshan and caught a frog from the stream along the way. However, Nanfeng threw the frog away when they got near the red flower tree. There was no need to try it, Honghua The tree was poisonous and there were corpses of snakes and insects underneath.
"Oh, it would be great if we could fly across the sky." The fat man sighed.
"You may not be able to get in even if you fly through the air." Nanfeng pointed at a dead crow in the distance.
"Amitabha, Amitabha." The fat man chanted the Buddha's name, but there was no sadness on his face. Instead, he looked around, "Why don't you set a fire and burn the tree?"
"I finally understand why you have no enemies." Nanfeng glanced at the fat man.
"Why?" The fat man wondered.
"You have been staying in the temple. If you are released, you will offend more people than me and set fires." Nanfeng pointed to the bottom of the mountain. "Those people can come over in just a few steps. If the fire doesn't start, we will Got caught."
"This won't work, that won't work either, what do you think we should do?" The fat man was anxious.
"Don't worry, let me think about it." Nanfeng waved his hand.
The fat man didn't worry until he became anxious. He waited for an hour and Nanfeng didn't come up with any good idea.
Tired of waiting, the fat man fell asleep in the sun.
Not long after he fell asleep, Nanfeng pushed him and said, "Let's go look for him in the back mountain."
"What are you looking for?" The fat man said sleepily.
"Uncle Wang likes to collect strange and weird things. Over the years, he should have collected a lot of things, but there is only that small courtyard on the mountain, and the things he has collected will definitely not be able to fit." Nanfeng said.
"What do you mean?" The fat man was not completely awake.
"There must be a very large secret room in Fengming Mountain. The secret room should be in the mountain behind that small courtyard. I suspect that Uncle Wang was not captured by them, but was hiding in the secret room." Nanfeng stepped forward.
The fat man followed, "If there was a back door to the secret room, he would have run away long ago. Why should we wait for us to find it?"
"It's not the back door, it's the vent. There must be a vent in the secret room, otherwise how can we get air from inside?" Nanfeng said.
The fat man thought for a while and felt that what Nanfeng said made sense, so he didn't ask any more questions.
The two of them came from the east mountain to the back mountain. The back mountain has lush vegetation and the vents are definitely not very big. Looking for the vents in such a large area is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"How can I find this?" The fat man was worried.
"It took no effort at all. Someone has already found it for us," Nanfeng pointed to the northwest, "next to the bluestone fifty feet away."
The fat man followed the direction of the south wind and looked northwest, "I saw that man by the river."
"He is Li Chaozong's minion." Nanfeng squatted down.
The fat man also squatted down, "How do you know where he is sitting is the vent?"
"It's not the vent, why is he guarding there..."