Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 67 Little Matchmaker

After daybreak, Luo Chaoyan took out several bottles of unknown potion and rubbed them on the three horses. Under the effect of the potion, the body color of the three horses changed. Then he let them smell something, and the three horses became a little listless... Now, at a glance, unless you are an expert in identifying horses, no one would think that these are extraordinary and handsome horses.

"This potion can only make them look listless, but it actually has no effect. It is usually a gadget specially developed to show weakness to the enemy." Luo Chaoyan put away the small porcelain bottle and put it into the small bag he carried with him.

Zhao Wumian touched the place where the potion had been applied. The color was as natural as it could be. There was nothing unusual about it. He exclaimed, "You Gui Xuan Gu know too much. If you bring a junior sister from Gui Xuan Gu with you when you travel around the world, you can save yourself a lot of trouble along the way."

"If you want to return to Xuan Gu, then return to Xuan Gu. Why do you ask for my junior sister by name? Are you planning something bad?" Guan Yunshu glanced at him.

"Your Majesty is younger than me and a woman, so I said this. It's you, a nun, who has too much dirty thoughts. I suggest that you recite the Pure Heart Sutra while beating the wooden fish when you return to Xiaoxitian."

"The Heart Purification Technique is one of the essentials of Wugong Mountain. Our Little Western Paradise's essentials are the Tripitaka, which we have to recite every morning. It seems that you really have lost your memory and don't even know this kind of common sense that even children know."

"I have to recite the morning lessons every day? My determination to become the leader of the Sword Sect has become even stronger."

Luo Chaoyan was almost used to the bickering between the two, so she just sighed and said, "According to the time, Qingqi should have left Jin by now... I hope nothing happened to her."

Su Qingqi had already left, so Luo Chaoyan naturally wouldn't be angry about why Zhao Wumian didn't stop her, or why he didn't wake her up... Focusing on the present is the most mature approach.

Guan Yunshu glared at Zhao Wumian, then snorted coldly, hugged her chest and said indifferently: "She is the leader, not a third-rate warrior. She has a thousand-mile horse. As long as she doesn't meet a master, she can run away from anyone... Rather than worrying about her, it's better to worry about whether you will encounter any accidents when you go to the Xu family."

This is indeed the truth, and there is no point in worrying. Seeing that the disguise is almost complete, everyone cleaned up the traces left by the ruined temple and rode straight to Pingyang.

This place is about 350 miles away from Pingyang. They took the official road. With a thousand-mile horse, why would they go into the woods or take the small road? It is wise to rush directly to Pingyang as soon as possible.

Along the way, you can also meet many martial artists or bandits who "happened to pass by", but whenever Guan Yunshu shows the Xiao Xitian token, no one dares to stop him.

"If the person you met in Qinfeng Village was Miss Guan, you probably wouldn't have to hide from me." Zhao Wumian looked at Luo Chaoyan and said with a smile.

"Miss Guan is helping you, not me." Luo Chaoyan shook her head slightly, knowing it very well in her heart.

"I didn't help him, I just traveled with you. I can't let this group of people ruin my good mood." Guan Yunshu said lightly.

Luo Chaoyan wanted to laugh, but didn't say anything.

These wuxia heroes and "mountain bandits" were blocking the main roads just to capture Luo Chaoyan, but as the number one sect in Jin, Xiao Xitian's words were obviously very effective in this land. As soon as the token was shown, they immediately became friendly. Zhao Wumian even heard many of them mention that there were traces of the legitimate princess somewhere... It was obviously the work of Yan Jiu or his uncle and others.

There were many people chasing them, but there were also many people helping them secretly.

Now with the addition of the thousand-mile horse, it would not be difficult for them to go straight to the capital. However, just to be on the safe side, they planned to go to Pingyang to contact their uncle first.

It had only been one night since they robbed the horse, and the news was probably just spread from Taiyuan. Those who blocked the road obviously didn't know that the three people in front of them had just robbed a horse from Prince Jin... Besides, even if the news got out, it wouldn't matter. Lady Canghua had already proved that Zhao Wumian was a traitor to Huanzhen Pavilion. It would be impossible for these gangsters who only relied on hearsay to guess their true identities.

Therefore, they had a safe journey. They set out in the early morning and arrived in Pingyang in the afternoon... This was because Jin was mountainous and taking the official road often required crossing mountains and ridges, otherwise they could have gone faster.

The three little horses were emitting white steam in the middle of winter like they were smoking opium. Even if they could run a thousand miles a day, they would still get tired. But even though they were panting, judging from their condition, they could probably run another hundred miles.

As expected, there are less than twenty good horses in the entire Dali Dynasty. It is worth it that Zhao Wumian has spent so much effort on them.

Zhao Wumian dismounted, patted the horse's neck gently, and looked up. The first thing that caught his eye was a glazed tower that was much taller than the city wall. Its outline gradually contracted from bottom to top, shaped like a cone, and was extremely luxurious.

Zhao Wumian pointed at the Glazed Tower and said, "Scripture Tower?"

"It is also a treasure pagoda." After returning to Pingyang, his hometown, Guan Yunshu's expression softened rarely. He led the horse forward and answered.

"Is that where Tu Ziling stole the things from?"

"not bad."

"Then the spy in your temple must be quite capable. He was able to help Tu Ziling sneak into this unobstructed building... Did you find him?"

"I haven't received any news from the abbot yet." Guan Yunshu shook his head slightly.

As they were talking, many ascetics could be seen passing by the three men. They bowed their heads every three steps and prostrated themselves every five steps. Their movements were slow, but their eyes were determined as they walked towards Pingyang.

"Have you ever practiced as hard as they did?" Zhao Wumian looked at the ascetic monk and asked Guan Yunshu curiously.

"When I was young, I practiced martial arts for eight hours every day. It was more tiring and boring than theirs." Guan Yunshu said calmly, "Now, I have been practicing hard and working behind closed doors. It is difficult to make much progress. That's why I entered the martial arts world." "Then you met me?"

"Don't talk like we're the male and female protagonists in a picture book." Guan Yunshu's tone was a little cold, but he didn't deny it.

“No matter how big or small the story is, or how deep or shallow it is, it is eligible to be published in a picture book… it’s just that the audience is different.”

"Do you want to enter Taoism through literature? If so, I advise you to recite all the Tripitaka in my temple. It will definitely be beneficial to your Taoism." Guan Yunshu said with a hint of mockery, "Of course, even if you recite the Tripitaka, it will be difficult for you to understand it. You can come to me to answer your questions, but by then, you will have entered my Taoism."

There was something wrong with this statement, but considering that Guan Yunshu was too pure, Zhao Wumian did not respond.

As they chatted, the three of them entered the city. Pingyang was as prosperous as Taiyuan, and there were far more people from the martial arts world than in Taiyuan, many of whom were carrying swords and knives. The three of them led their horses, dressed in straw raincoats and straw hats like ordinary people from the martial arts world, and did not cause any unusual movement.

After crossing the city gate and walking forward for a distance, Guan Yunshu handed the reins to Zhao Wumian and said, "I'll return the horse to you. I'll go back to the temple first. If you need me, go to Xiaoxitian and tell me Su Yanran's name."

She was helping Zhao Wumian snatch the horse from Prince Jin, not helping herself to snatch the horse... In her opinion, the horse was not hers.

I originally wanted to continue using 'Wang Changzhi', but when traveling around the world, it would be fine to let Luo Xiangzhu pick up the letter. After all, only a few people know about it. But if I want to visit Xiao Xitian, it would not be appropriate to use the name of the leader of Qinfeng Village. After all, with the current situation in Jin, the birthday of the dog at the gate of Qinfeng Village can probably be dug out.

Luo Chaoyan glanced sideways. Was Su Yanran some kind of unique secret code for these two people?
Zhao Wumian didn't take the reins, nor did he pay attention to Su Yanran's secret signal. Instead, he said, "I can give you this horse, but you have to help me in Pingyang... Considering the preciousness of this horse, it is enough for us to have another fair trade, okay?"

Guan Yunshu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile, "Is there anything specific you need my help with?"

"You are a local tyrant in Pingyang, are you afraid that there is nothing you can do to help?"

Guan Yunshu pondered for a moment and said sharply, "If I take the horse and King Jin finds out about it, then I will have no choice but to follow you till the end, right?"

She did not reveal her identity when she stole the horse. If someone recognized that the horse was stolen from Taiyuan, she would not be able to escape responsibility.

"If you don't want to bring trouble to the sect, why don't you return to secular life?"

"Why do you always want me to return to secular life?"

"Hmm... I've never eaten meat in my life. Isn't that pitiful?"

Guan Yunshu shook her head lightly, but put down the hand that had handed over the reins, and a smile appeared on her cold face. "Since you are so honest, I'll take it."

After saying this, she led the horse and walked away on the snow. Her slender back was covered by the wide straw raincoat, but her long hair as black as night was not visible... I guess she tied her hair into two buns again.

After Guan Yunshu walked away, Luo Chaoyan blinked, tilted her head to look at Zhao Wumian, and asked, "Who is Su Yanran?"

"When you go out, you just use a few more pseudonyms, like Wang Daozhong, Li Feiyu, etc."

"Oh..." Luo Chaoyan pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to marry her?"

"Huh?" Zhao Wumian looked at him in surprise, and then said, "Miss Su is not here, so I am your personal master. Don't run around."

"I'm not a child, I'm not stupid." Luo Chaoyan led the way for Zhao Wumian while holding the horse, and kept asking questions: "You haven't answered my question yet. If everything goes well, I can arrange a marriage for you afterwards, even if she is a nun."

Zhao Wumian was surprised and asked, "Why are you still interested in being a matchmaker?"

"Guan Yunshu has a very high status in Xiaoxitian, so from a utilitarian point of view, if you marry Guan Yunshu, isn't it equivalent to Xiaoxitian also supporting me?" Luo Chaoyan said seriously: "But this matter naturally depends on the wishes of the two of you. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look at her, sized her up and down, and then said, "To put it another way, even if I marry her, Xiao Xitian will only support me, not you."

Luo Chaoyan was slightly stunned. Yes, after she succeeded, Zhao Wumian could only be regarded as her loyal minister, but they did not have a close relationship after all. And if Xiao Xitian really supported her because of Zhao Wumian, it could only be because Zhao Wumian and her had some special identity... such as Queen Zhao or something like that.

Thinking of this, her face suddenly turned red, and she cursed herself for being too relaxed and letting down her guard.

She didn't dare to let Zhao Wumian notice anything unusual, so she quickened her pace and said fiercely, "Now that it has come to this, I naturally trust you more than anyone else, so I naturally treat you as my own... I was negligent for not noticing this."

Zhao Wumian followed behind her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled a little... She was too thin-skinned.

(End of this chapter)