The arrival of Master Ba attracted everyone's attention. Nanfeng did not shy away from everyone and jumped directly from Master Ba's back and landed in the backyard of the inn.
The horses and camels were very afraid of Mr. Ba, and they were neighing, restless, and anxious. The grooms and cargo owners were busy controlling them, and the situation was very chaotic.
Nanfeng walked quickly from the backyard under everyone's doubtful and fearful gaze, looking around anxiously, searching.
The backyard of this inn covers an area of more than ten acres. There are a lot of cars and horses parked and a lot of goods piled up. The view is often obstructed. For fear of missing something, Nanfeng starts to shout loudly, "Mo Li, Mo Li..."
These merchants traveled all over the country and were well-informed and sophisticated. They knew what kind of people they should not mess with. The south wind fell from the sky and they rode huge birds of prey. They obviously belonged to the type of people who should not be messed with. Naturally, no one would come to stop them.
The arrival of Nanfeng and Ba Ye made the camel team and horse team restless, and they were not allowed to load and unload normally. The inn's waiter had no choice but to come up and greet him, "Hero, are you looking for someone?"
The man who came up was a man in his thirties, holding a large fork in his hand. Nanfeng had raised mules and horses in the Taiqing Sect, and knew that this kind of fork was used to fork grass and feed the horses.
Seeing Nanfeng looking at the fork in his hand, the waiter hurriedly threw the fork away and apologized from a distance, "Hero, who are you looking for?"
"Is there a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old who feeds the horses here?" Nanfeng asked in a deep voice.
Seeing Nanfeng's gloomy expression, the man was frightened and said anxiously, "The men who take care of the livestock here are all the age you mentioned. There are more than a dozen. Which one are you talking about?"
Recalling Hou Shulin's previous words, Nanfeng said, "That young man's legs and feet are not very convenient."
The waiter frowned when he heard this and recalled. After a moment, his brows relaxed, but then he timidly looked at Nanfeng out of the corner of his eye.
He was born as a beggar in Nanfeng and was very good at observing people's emotions. Seeing the look on this guy's face, he knew that he knew Mo Li's whereabouts, and the timidity he showed unintentionally showed that Mo Li was not treated well here.
"Where is the person?" Nanfeng's face was very ugly.
"He...he..." the man hesitated.
"Say!" Nanfeng stepped closer.
Seeing that he was about to take action, a middle-aged man who looked like a steward tried to step forward to speak. At this moment, a frightened camel ran away and was swung several feet away by Nanfeng. The steward was stunned when he saw this. Dare to step forward.
Seeing him approaching, the guy turned pale and backed away, "Hero, you're late. The person you're looking for has already left."
"When did you leave and where did you go?" Nanfeng asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know, I really don't know," the waiter said, fearing to offend Nanfeng, he turned back eagerly, "Counter, do you know where the cripple has gone?"
The middle-aged man who wanted to come forward to persuade him waved his hands repeatedly when he heard the sound, "I don't know, I don't know."
Nanfeng didn't want to make things difficult for these coolie guys, but it was related to Mo Li's whereabouts and safety, so how could he be nice and friendly? The two people hesitated to speak, and it was obvious that they had something to hide.
At this moment, a shirtless boy of sixteen or seventeen years old said from a distance, "Hero, I know where the little cripple is."
Nanfeng heard the sound and walked quickly towards the young man. When he got close, he asked eagerly, "Do you really know?"
"I really know." The young man took off the sweat towel on his shoulder and wiped his face. "He lives not far from here. I will take you there."
"Thank you." Nanfeng raised his hand.
The young man greeted the person in charge and led Nanfeng out of the inn through the back door. After going out, he walked east along the street and at the same time told Nanfeng about Mo Li's situation.
The young man didn't know what Mo Li's name was, he just called him little cripple. According to him, Mo Li had been feeding horses at the inn from last year to now. He had a cough and asthma not long ago, which later worsened into tuberculosis. The owner was worried that he would pass on tuberculosis to others. , and drove him away.
This young man had a good relationship with Mo Li. After Mo Li left the inn, he would visit Mo Li every now and then. Mo Li was suffering from tuberculosis. No inn dared to let him stay, so he could only live in a broken house in the west city.
Nanfeng was very familiar with Chang'an and vaguely guessed where Mo Li lived based on the location the young man mentioned. However, just to be sure, he did not rush there first but went with the young man.
After half a stick of incense, the young man led Nanfeng to a dilapidated house. Nanfeng was also familiar with this dilapidated house. Previously, in order to get out of Chang'an, he and the fat man knocked out an oil seller. Change out of the oil salesman's outfit.
As soon as he reached the door of the broken house, a rapid and dull cough came from the house.
Hearing the cough, Nanfeng was relieved, which showed that Mo Li was still alive, and as long as he was alive, no matter how serious his condition was, Zhuge Chanjuan could cure it.
While feeling relieved, he was also secretly worried. It had been eight years since he and Mo Li separated. At that time, Mo Li was still a child. Now, just by listening to the coughing sound, it was difficult to tell whether the person in the room was Mo Li.
When Nanfeng was stunned, the young man rushed into the broken house first and said, "Little cripple, someone is looking for you."
"Who?" Although his voice was weak, there was obvious tension.
Nanfeng stepped through the door. The broken house was very dilapidated and empty. There was only a pile of straw in the northeast corner. A thin young man was standing up from the straw with the help of the boy who was leading the way.
Although this man was in ragged clothes and was as thin as withered, Nanfeng still recognized him at a glance, and with a trembling voice, he shouted excitedly, "Mo Li."
He didn't know what Li Li had experienced before. At this moment, he was like a frightened bird. Hearing someone calling his name, he shivered with fright. He looked at Nanfeng timidly until he could see Nanfeng's face clearly. The fear slowly receded, replaced by surprise, excitement, surprise, and with trembling lips, he nervously confirmed, "Are you Brother Six?"
After seeing each other again after a long absence, Nan Feng had mixed feelings in his heart. Hearing Mo Li's call, he didn't know how to respond. He just nodded heavily, "It's me."
Seeing his brother was like finding a relative. All kinds of sufferings and grievances came to his heart in an instant. Li Qiye sobbed and cried, "I knew you would come back. I have been waiting for you."
In front of the master's wife, Nan Feng is the junior, but in front of Mo Li, he is the elder brother. Hearing Mo Li's words, he felt sad and quickly stepped forward and held his arm, "Don't be sad. It's a happy event for brothers to reunite. Don't be sad." "
Li Qiye just cried, "If you come a few days later, I won't be able to wait for you."
"Don't cry, don't cry. Tuberculosis is not a terminal disease. I will ask the Holy Hands of Qihuang to treat you. The medicine will definitely cure the disease." Nanfeng comforted her repeatedly.
The young man also helped by saying, "Yes, yes, little cripple, don't cry. Your brother is very powerful in martial arts. He is a man of great ability. If he says he can cure you, he will definitely be able to cure you." "
Even though he knew that Nan Feng would not lie to him, Li Qiye still couldn't stop crying. He was filled with endless joy and sadness, with so many mixed feelings that he couldn't control himself.
Nanfeng always comforted him with words, and after a long time, Mo Li stopped crying and talked to Nanfeng.
It was late autumn when everyone dispersed, and it has been eight years now. Many things have happened in these eight years, and it is impossible to describe them all at once. This is not the place to talk, and Mo Li's situation is not suitable for long talks. , so Nanfeng asked him if he had been bullied since he returned to Chang'an.
Hearing Nan Feng's question, Li Qiye actually took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms and said, "How could it not be there? I was afraid that I would die of illness before you could come back, so I wrote them all down one by one, just to send them before I die." If you see me in the temple, you can help me take revenge."
Nanfeng took the yellow paper and read it at a glance. He saw that there were more than a dozen columns of text written densely on the paper. They were all the very serious bullying that Mo Li had suffered. After being bullied, he wrote it down with pen and ink, and waited for his brother and His sister helped him take revenge. This move was somewhat childish, but Nanfeng would never criticize him. After reading it, he carefully put away the yellow paper and said, "I will not let any of these people go. I will take you to eat first. Eat After dinner, they will come to the door one by one."
After helping Mo Li out of the broken house, the young man who led the way said goodbye to Mo Li and Nanfeng and wanted to go back to the inn.
Li Qiye grabbed him and turned to look at Nanfeng, "Sixth brother, Dashan is a good friend of mine. He has no parents, so let him follow us."
Naturally, Nanfeng would not refuse Mo Li's request and nodded in agreement, "Okay."
The guy named Dashan had seen Nanfeng's ability before, and when he saw Mo Li interceding for him and Nan Feng agreed, he hurriedly thanked Mo Li and Nan Feng, then diligently took over from Nan Feng and supported Mo Li.
Considering the safety of the two of them, Nanfeng didn't want to stay in Chang'an for too long, so he took the two of them to have breakfast and then went to the Chengxi Inn. The owner of the inn was ignorant of Mo Li's salary, so he had to help Mo Li vent his anger.
When passing by a pawn shop, Li Qiye stopped and said, "Brother Six, it seems that my jade has been pawned by my eldest brother here. Go and get it back for me."
Naturally, Nanfeng would not refuse. He went in and showed his affection, but the other party ignored him and resorted to violence. The other party just told the whereabouts of the piece of jade. Because the color of Mo Li's jade was emerald green, it was a rare top grade. The shop owner It was never sold and kept as a treasure of the store. Three years ago, the palace officials responsible for purchasing came to ask for it, and the store owner had no choice but to hand it over to them.
The reason why Mo Li attached great importance to that piece of jade was because it was related to his life experience. Seeing that the jade was taken away by the royal family, he felt very depressed.
"Don't worry, I know who took the jade, and that person wanted the jade to give it back to you." Nanfeng patted Mo Li on the shoulder.
Mo Li was puzzled and asked.
Nanfeng smiled and did not answer. He had originally planned to go to Lihuo Palace, and this time he could take Mo Li with him. However, it was not appropriate to tell Mo Li too much for the time being, because Liu Ruyan's attitude was still unclear.
Justice, justice, what is justice? There is no justice in the world. You have to seek justice by yourself, and whether you can get justice depends only on your own ability.
There was an unscrupulous doctor in the city who sold fake medicine to Mo Li, delaying his illness and almost killing him. Nanfeng found him and beat the doctor to his knees begging for mercy.
Then he continued westward to the Xicheng Inn. In front of the innkeeper, he set fire to the inn. It wasn't until the innkeeper cried and kowtowed to Mo Li that he admitted his mistake. After Mo Li calmed down, Nanfeng allowed them to leave. Water save.
There were many people who had bullied Mo Li, but there were only these two in Chang'an, and the rest were on Mo Li's way north. Nanfeng ordered Master Ba to carry Mo Li and Dashan, and he followed them using his body skills, searching for them along the way. Punish one by one.
The reason why he did this was mainly to vent his anger on Mo Li. In addition, he himself did not recommend repaying evil with kindness. Repaying evil with kindness would encourage evil. Bad people should be punished. If bad things are not punished, who would be a good person.
On the way, Nanfeng deviated from the direction and went east to the ruined temple. The note left behind was still there, but Yuan Anning had never been there.
Because he wanted to avenge Mo Li, or rather vent his anger, he stopped and stopped along the way, and he didn't finish his work until the evening. However, among all these people, there was no murderer who injured Mo Li's right leg. When asked, Mo Li Li said it was his adoptive father who shot him. Since he had to rush to meet Fatty and Zhuge Chanjuan, he could not ask for details. The top priority was to get to Jiankang as soon as possible, ask Zhuge Chanjuan to treat Mo Li's patient, and then take Mo Li to Lihuo Palace. Go meet Liu Ruyan...