A cool moon rises, and the temperature in the mountains seems to be getting lower.

Under the frosty moonlight, the endless Lianyun Mountains look like a dark green turtle fish.

The highest mountain is the tallest mountain where the fish raised its head, looking at a vermilion-red spirit bead in front of it, as if it would pounce on the air at any time and swallow the spirit bead completely.

Although it is already late autumn, the pine and cypresses in the mountains are still lush and lush, and they do not give the sudden cold wave at all. They still face the cold wind alone and sway the pine needles and cypress leaves arrogantly.

However, the red mountain with a wide cliff is covered with maple trees, and the red leaves on the mountain have begun to fall, and the ground is covered with thick layers of fallen leaves.

The vermilion fallen leaves have even begun to ferment, occasionally revealing a sweet and drunken fragrance.

Between the red and green cliffs and valleys, cliffs stand and twisted branches grow, looking like a complete mountain range, but they are cut into two pieces by a sharp sword, which makes people sigh at the wonders of nature.

On the edge of the green cliff, a vast ancient road winds up the mountains like a giant python. From a distance, it seems to be a yellow ribbon inlaid on the green head of the fish.

Mo Hanshan was on the edge of the ribbon, looking at the vermilion mountain opposite the cliff, slightly ecstatic.

Lianshan Town in the distance was like strange spiders with four legs, lying quietly in the red and yellow field, waiting for the arrival of prey, and then swallowing it into the belly.

The lights gradually faded away, and even the mountain town slowly fell into darkness. After the last few batches of "prey" entered the spider's belly with the moonlight, no one was entering and leaving the town.

"The cold tree cuts the clear moon, and the road is full of darkness and silence. (Note 1)" Looking at the rising moon in the sky, cut into several shapes of different sizes by the branches on the hill ahead, Mo Hanshan couldn't help but mutter casually.

"Senior brother is very interested and can recite good poems." A hoarse and soft voice sounded, and a figure wearing a cloak appeared on the edge of Mo Han Mountain. It was his extremely beautiful wife Yan Xi.

Then Yan Xi took Mo Hanshan's arm intimately and looked at the roads leading to Lianshan Town in the distance. It was indeed deserted. He immediately said with a smile: "And it is also very suitable."

Mo Hanshan smiled a little honestly, turned to look at his wife, with a look of reproach in his eyes and said, "Junior sister, why don't you rest well in the tent? The night in the mountains is very cold, be careful not to hurt your body."

"It's still early now, and it's boring to stay alone. Wouldn't you be fine if you come out to accompany you for a while?" Yan Xi frowned and made an expression that only a little girl would have.

Then he might also feel embarrassed. He looked at Mo Hanshan with a hint of amazement and couldn't help but turn red. He immediately changed the subject and said with a serious expression: "Senior Brother, hasn't Master Ye come out yet?"

Mo Hanshan chuckled, moved his right hand, as if he wanted to pull his wife's nose again.

However, Yan Xi seemed to be on guard, and immediately covered his pretty nose with his left hand. At the same time, his charming eyes gave the senior brother a fierce look, but a look of pride appeared on his face.

Mo Hanshan had no choice but to put down his arm embarrassedly and said softly: "I haven't come out yet. I guess Mr. Ye was traveling too fast a while ago. I want to have a good rest in the town and consider the itinerary later."

Yan Xi nodded, thought for a moment, and said in a deep thought: "Senior Brother, I have never understood why you, Master and Uncle Jin and others agreed that Uncle Ye would definitely go north?"

"Oh, you are pregnant with Liujia, why do you still think about these things?" Mo Hanshan said helplessly.

I could not twist my wife's eyes, so I had to explain: "This is about the distribution of various forces within the territory of the Great Chu. You know that although there are gangs of all sizes in Jiangnan and military officials stationed by the imperial court, it is actually the sphere of influence in our Yunyan Valley.

The same is true for Chu Nan. The actual control belongs to Qianshan Pavilion, the East China Sea belongs to Daming Temple, Yanbei belongs to the Pang family of Beifengbao, and Yuexi belongs to the Tang family."

Speaking of this, Mo Han paused for a moment before continuing: "Although local officials everywhere are appointed by the court, in fact, if there are no three major sects in the secret realm and two major families, those officials will not stand firm at all.

In addition, the South China Sea is an area affiliated to the Great Chu, but in fact it has always been in a semi-independent state. The Yue tribe has always done their own things and does whatever they want. The court turned a blind eye.

As for the barbarians in the 100,000 mountains, I don’t need to talk about them anymore. I don’t even want to do superficial skills.”

"No way? Why have I never heard of these things?" Yan Xi opened his mouth in surprise, and finally he could only sigh, "Why is the only thing that the imperial court can really have the final say is the Central Plains?"

Mo Hanshan smiled, gently held his wife's hand and said, "You have never liked to care about the world, so naturally you won't know these things, let alone what's the use of knowing it? It's just a laborious effort."

"Although I always thought that the secret realm was very powerful, I never thought that there would be such a large force that could actually compete with the court." Yan Xi looked surprised and said with a tongue.

Mo Hanshan shook his head and said softly: "Junior sister, you are wrong. You are not fighting with the court. In fact, it is effective wherever the court speaks. Our secret realm is just fighting with the Jing family royal family."

"Is there any difference? Isn't the court the Emperor of Chu?" Yan Xi opened his eyes wide and looked at his senior brother with confusion.

Mo Hanshan was speechless and didn't know how to explain to his wife. What are the differences? After all, there are too many secrets involved, and he didn't want his wife to stay on the edge of the cliff for too long.

After looking at the moon that had passed through the treetops, Mo Hanshan hugged his wife with some doting and said, "In fact, the innate masters have too strong destructive power and have long been able to threaten the survival of the emperor, so the court does not belong to the emperor only. As for the relationship and difference between them, I will tell you when we go back, okay?"

Then, fearing that his wife would object, he immediately continued the topic just now: "So, after Uncle Ye stole the sad bird from Qianshan Pavilion, he actually had no place to stand in Da Chu. He had the following four places to go, the Yue tribe in the South China Sea, the barbarians in the 100,000 mountains, the grasslands in the north, and the mysterious plateau Buddha kingdom.

However, the Yue tribe and the 100,000 mountains in the South China Sea are still a Qianshan Pavilion, which is too close to our Yunyan Valley. Although the Yue tribe and the barbarians do not sell our Chu people’s accounts, as long as the interests are sufficient, they are not unable to cooperate. Therefore, these two places are actually unsafe.

What's more, there are often hurricanes and waves in the South China Sea, and it is really difficult to survive on those small islands; and in the 100,000 mountains, there are snakes and insects, and miasma. Except for the barbarians, others cannot survive for a long time."

"So the only choice between Master Ye is to go north to the grassland? Then go west through the grassland and head west to the mysterious plateau Buddhist Kingdom?" Yan Xi asked for a moment of thought.

"It's probably the only way. Anyway, if I were Uncle Ye, it seems that only this road can be taken." Mo Hanshan nodded and said, "You can't go to the unknown place in the west, right? That's even more of a desperate situation."

Yan Xi frowned and suddenly chuckled, "I also thought of a way out, that is, find a place to hide, and from now on, you can't hide your name. You can't do anything, right?"

"Haha, junior sister is really smart. You have come up with such a good way." Mo Hanshan exclaimed very well, and a rare naughty look appeared on his honest face.

Looking at the sarcastic look on his senior brother's face, Yan Xi couldn't help but twist Mo Hanshan hard on his thick arm, which made Mo Hanshan take a breath of cold air and beg for mercy loudly.

The slightly exaggerated expression shows that he doesn't care at all.

Looking at his wife's hatred eyes, Mo Hanshan smiled and said softly: "Uncle Ye steals Xuexin Bi. Since it is not for our Yunyan Valley, it can only be for Qianshan Pavilion. Although I don't know what benefits does this have for Qianshan Pavilion, at least in a short period of time, Uncle Ye does not want Xuexin Bi to return to Qianshan Pavilion again.

And he definitely hopes to steal the aftermath of Sadness Bi and calm down as soon as possible, so that he can send Sadness Bi back to Daoqianshan Pavilion at the right time. But if he stays in Chu Nan and doesn't leave, then this matter will continue to be in full swing. Even if the major forces fear the power of Sadness Bi, they will definitely continue to pursue it in secret."

"That's right, if you can't find Uncle Ye, let's not talk about other forces, we alone in Yunyan Valley wouldn't let it go, right?" Yan Xi thought for a while, "And if Uncle Ye runs to Yuexi or hides in the Central Plains, those who are not familiar with the place will probably be exposed soon."

A cold wind blew, causing the two of them to rush into their cloaks. Yan Xi seemed to feel a little cold and couldn't help but shrink his neck, but he reluctantly left Mo Hanshan, so he had to wrap the cloak tighter.

Mo Hanshan was about to speak, but saw Yan Xi say first: "Senior brother, don't rush me back. I'll go back after I finish talking about this, so you have to say it quickly."

"Okay OK, I'll continue to say." Mo Hanshan looked helpless.

But he couldn't twist his wife, so he had to continue saying: "In fact, in addition to what we just said, there is another thing that Mr. Ye has already started a family and established a career in Qianshan Pavilion. If he had no choice, he might go back to see his family secretly, which would greatly increase the risk of being discovered.

The most important issue is that the direct disciples of Qianshan Pavilion are said to have a special ability, which can produce a mysterious response to Sadness Bi within a certain range based on the depth of personal skills."

Looking at his wife's curiosity, Mo Hanshan quickly said, "Don't ask me, I don't know what it is. I just heard my father say a few days ago. He is not very clear, he only knows that this is the case."

"I understand, so Uncle Ye can only run far away." Yan Xi said with a chuckling.

Mo Hanshan turned his head to look at Lianshan Town in the distance, and sighed softly, "No, so Uncle Ye can only run north. As long as he runs north, he will definitely enter Yuexi, and finally escape into the grassland from Qiyun Pass at the junction of Yuexi and Yanbei.

Because compared with Zhongyuan, the rise of the Tang family in Yuexi was only a few decades, and it was not enough to control the entire Yuexi, so it would be much safer. But Uncle Jin..."

Speaking of this, Mo Hanshan shook his head again, as if he was reluctant to mention "Uncle Jin", but instead turned around and said: "I believe that if Uncle Ye can arrive at Qiyun Pass safely, he will definitely expose his whereabouts so that all major forces in the Great Chu will understand that he has gone to the grassland or plateau Buddha Kingdom. In the end, everyone had no choice but to stop."

Yan Xi's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. He didn't understand why the senior brother was unwilling to talk in depth every time he mentioned "Uncle Jin". However, he also knew that the senior brother must have his own reasons. He smiled and said, "When it comes to Yuexi, I really want to meet Aunt Tang. As a woman, she can not only enter the innate realm, but also build a huge family, control Yuexi, and become one of the two major families in the secret realm. She is really a heroine."

"Haha, that's natural. The secret method of secret weapon "Cai Lianqu" created by Aunt Tang is recognized as the top martial arts that is not inferior to the secret martial arts of several major secret sects. Even Master Yun, who has always been arrogant, admires Aunt Tang very much when talking about Aunt Tang." Mo Hanshan looked agreeable, as if he admired Aunt Tang very much.

Yan Xi seemed to be interested, and despite the opposition in Mo Hanshan's eyes, he continued to ask: "There are people who admire you in Master Yun? This is really rare. Could it be that Master Yun is celebrating Aunt Tang..."

"Junior sister, be careful of your words, be careful of your words." Before Yan Xi finished speaking, Mo Hanshan covered his mouth and looked around, as if he was worried that "Uncle Yun" would suddenly jump out of the woods.

Seeing his wife rolling her eyes, Mo Hanshan felt that he was overly worried and let go of his hand awkwardly: "Junior sister, you must forget this, you must not go back. I said something on a whim, you must not... Alas, you must not have such thoughts anyway, and you must not have such thoughts, and you cannot have them in your heart, otherwise Uncle Yun will find out and he will kill people."

"It won't be that serious, right?" Yan Xi said with a look of surprise, "Can you really kill someone?"

Mo Hanshan nodded seriously and said with great certainty: "You will definitely kill people. Even my father dared not tell such jokes in person, let alone us juniors? It is said that Uncle Feng accidentally said it once, but he was seriously injured by Uncle Yun. In the end, if it weren't for the fact that several Uncles stopped him at the same time, Uncle Feng might have been beaten to death."

After saying that, Mo Hanshan's face twitched again, and he seemed to say in fear: "Even so, Uncle Feng finally lay on the bed for more than half a month before he could barely get off the ground, and his skills have regressed a lot. And you also know the relationship between Uncle Feng and Uncle Jin, but Uncle Yun did not give him any face... Hehe..."

Seeing that the senior brother was saying so seriously, Yan Xi immediately said obediently: "I understand, senior brother, don't worry, I didn't say anything just now, I just woke up and accompanied you..."

Mo Hanshan immediately showed a doting smile, and was about to praise his wife, and when he drove her back to sleep, he saw a blood-red trace suddenly slipped through the mountain covered with red leaves in the distance under the moonlight.

A blood-red object was shooting towards Mo Hanshan at an extremely fast speed.

Note 1: Revised from an inexplicable poem in "Xia Tan Lu" - "Zhu Ye", the original poem is as follows:

The blue frost cuts the moon,

The road is full of darkness and silence.

The fallen cloud steps like water,

The drunken fragrance has penetrated the red color.

Mud like red,

Mud is like red and red,
Chapter completed!