It’s difficult to walk! The road is bumpy and time-consuming!

Fang Muye rode on the horse and was moving at an unfast speed.

A carriage was walking next to him, and the coffin of Yu Huacheng was pulled on it.

Wu Dashan, a groom who was driving at the shaft of the car, wrapped his neckline with a bit of wind, covered his hands and whispered, turned his head to Fang Muye and said, "God, we will be able to arrive at Jizhou Prefecture at about Shentime. There is a Fayun Temple in Jizhou City, where we can stay there tonight."

Fang Muye nodded, said "Yeah", his eyes fell on the coffin of Yu Huacheng, and said in his heart: Master, you will be home soon.

Yu Huacheng competed with others in his early years, lost his fists and feet, kept his bets, and left his wife and children to wander around in a foreign land. He has not entered Zhili for more than 30 years.

Do you want to ask if you regret it? Do you regret it? Do you want to go back?

That's for sure.

But the people in the martial arts world have the word "No" and the face, which is more worthy than life.

Yu Huacheng was famous for his master. His master was a respected master of Xingyiquan in Zhili Province. He himself became famous at a young age and was a well-known figure. How could he not keep his bets and lose his face and his own face?

So even if you want to go back, you can't go back.

But you can't go back alive, you can go back alive if you die.

Therefore, when Yu Huacheng mentioned the word "regret" before his death, Fang Muye immediately understood what his master meant.

He bought a mourning dress and a good nanmu coffin, restrained Yu Huacheng's body, and went to the yamen to find Tongzhi Lord Li to ask for leave.

"Filial filial piety is the first priority for all virtues", and the admiration for filial piety has continued since ancient times. In addition, in this era, the word "master" is much heavier than later generations. "A teacher for one day and a father for life" is really not a casual talk.

The Tongzhi Lord Li agreed to the return of Fang Muye's body after taking the leave to his hometown.

Considering that he could not drive a carriage and was not familiar with the road, Fang Muye followed a guide to Wu Dashan.

Wu Dashan was a traveler. He ran south and north and visited Jizhou Prefecture several times. Although he was afraid of not wanting to transport the coffin, he agreed, given the identity of the chief commander of Fang Muye Jiaxing Prefecture and the heavy money he promised.

So on the second day after Yu Zhicheng's death, Fang Muye escorted his coffin and embarked on the itinerary to send him back to his fallen leaves.

Because of Yu Huacheng's coffin, Fang Muye and his wife could not stay in the inn, so they stayed in the Yizhuang or the temple every night. If they really couldn't find it, they sought a dilapidated temple to spend the night. They rushed all the way, and finally arrived at Yu Huacheng's hometown, Jizhou Prefecture, on the afternoon of the sixth day.

I first arrived at Fayun Temple and explained the situation to the master in the temple. I donated ten taels of silver to incense money, and I was able to get a place to settle down.

"Master Wu, you have worked so hard for many days. You can rest first. I'll go to the city to find out the news." After everything was settled, Fang Muye said to Wu Dashan.

"Okay, God."

Fang Muye left Fayun Temple and searched for people all the way to inquire. Finally, he found the residence Yu Huacheng had told him when he was in Jizhou City, the Security Hutong on Xinhe Street.

Fang Muye counted from the entrance of the alley, walked to the second house, stood in front of the gate and knocked on the knocker. Soon the door opened slightly, and an old man in his fifties stood inside the door, looking at Fang Muye with a hint of vigilance and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Fang Muye smiled kindly and asked softly: "Hello, uncle, is the owner of this family surnamed Yu?"

The old man replied indifferently: "Not the surname Yu."

Fang Muye asked again: "Did you hear that this person is too divine?"

"No."

Fang Muye bowed: "Thank you, uncle, for disturbing me."

The old man didn't say anything and closed the door directly.

Fang Muye smiled, walked to the next door and knocked on the door knocker.

The person who opened the door was a woman in her forties. When she saw a stranger standing outside the door, she was stunned and asked, "Are you?"

Fang Muye still had a kind smile on his face and said, "Hello, sister-in-law, I want to ask you if you know the family next door's surname was Yu before."

"The family with the surname Yu?" The woman frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly slapped her thighs and said with a little excitement: "You are talking about Aunt Shen, her husband's surname is Yu."

"Does she have a son named Yu Tianci?" Fang Muye's heart moved. The master said that before his master's wife got married, she asked again, to be safe.

The woman thought for a while and replied, "He has a son, who seems to be named Yu Tianci. Aunt Shen has a miserable life. I heard that the man left early, so she pulled the child alone..."

Okay, they all meet, it's the master's wife and the others.

Fang Muye interrupted the woman's nagging and asked, "Then do you know where they went?"

"Oh, they moved away not long after we moved here. It's been more than 20 years. I don't know where they moved. I'm sorry, I can't help you." The woman said politely.

Fang Muye hurriedly thanked: "No, you have helped me a lot, thank you sister-in-law."

After leaving this house, Fang Muye went to several other households in the alley to inquire, but he didn't get any news again.

After all, the master has been away for nearly forty years, and it is probably not easy to find the master's wife and senior brother. It is too wasteful for me to find the bags in the city to find out. There may be some information about the master's wife and the yard when they moved, transferred the yard, and the fangs may have. If it really doesn't work, I can still take the path of the yamen.

Fang Muye was walking on the street, thinking about finding ways to find Yu Shen and Yu Tianci, and a man hurriedly passed by him.

Fang Muye Fu was in his heart and quickly reached out to the right rear, just grabbing the man's wrist.

Fang Muye's subordinate exerted force, and the man couldn't move. He looked at the man's wallet that had just passed from him, and couldn't help but feel happy: Hey, dare to steal my money, don't you know if God has three eyes?

But this place is not Jiaxing Mansion after all. It was very troublesome to treat him as an official. Fang Muye didn't have much trouble. He just took the purse from the man's hand, then kicked him on the waist, and shouted: "Get out!"

The man was kicked a meter away and rolled to the ground. He wanted to stand up, but his waist was incredibly painful and could not exert force for a while. He could only lie on the ground and stare at Fang Muye fiercely.

Fang Muye saw his fierce eyes, but ignored him and walked away with his feet. As a result, after just two steps, more than a dozen people rushed out of the surrounding area, several of whom were holding sticks and blocking him there.

Leading the man in his early thirties, he was burly and bearded, had a scar on his left face, and his eyes were as big as a copper bell, and he looked very cruel.

The big man said gloomyly: "Why, do you want to leave like this when the person who beat me?"

Fang Muye had a smile on his lips and asked happily: "If you don't leave like this, are you waiting for you to carry me back?"

The man said viciously: "Break your legs and someone will carry you back." He waved his right hand and shouted: "Give it to me!"

Fang Muye lowered his head slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He clenched his fist and was about to fight, but a delicate shout came from behind him: "Stop!"

Hearing the sound, both sides stopped at the same time. Fang Muye looked back and saw a very beautiful woman walking slowly.
Chapter completed!