Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1291 Keeping People

Geng Nan's words were tantamount to an admission of guilt, and immediately more and more people in the martial arts world drew their swords and prepared to attack.

"Seeking justice for them?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly and said coolly: "If you are not a relative or an acquaintance, why should you?"

"Then what are you doing here?" Geng Nan's voice trembled violently, and Fang Zilan said loudly: "I'm here to offer incense. I made it very clear just now at the foot of the mountain."

"Shang Xiang?" Geng Nan looked at Fang Zilan suspiciously, obviously not believing it.

"Amitabha." The old monk who led the way clasped his hands and said to Fang Zilan, "If the donor wants to offer incense, you might as well come with me."

"Thank you." Fang Zilan sheathed the sword in full view of everyone, but did not forget to muddy the water. "Speaking of which, when you come to Zhongling Temple, are you invited by the abbot Ran Deng Master, or are you deceived by Geng Nan?"

"Shut up!" Geng Nan yelled, but Fang Zilan remained unmoved. "Buddhism emphasizes the cycle of cause and effect and retribution. It really suits the situation."

After she said that, she followed the old monk to the door of Zhongling Temple. Before she could step into the threshold, a sword was placed in front of her, "Zixiu, what do you say to Jiang Hu for your life?"

"Can you represent Jianghu?" Fang Zilan flicked the sword in front of him, and the sword broke into two pieces. The owner of the sword took a step back and did not dare to step forward.

"Zixiu is here today to make an end." Fang Zilan said loudly, "It won't be too late to start with you after I finish burning this incense stick."

The many Jianghu people behind her exchanged glances with each other, then slowly stepped forward and approached her as if in tacit agreement.

Hongtai turned around, turned his back to Fang Zilan, and said in a deep voice: "I'll guard it for you, just go ahead."

"How long can you guard?" Fang Zilan looked calm, while Hongtai said resolutely, "At least one stick of incense."

"What happens after one stick of incense?" Fang Zilan turned around and stood side by side with Hongtai, "If I fail to come out, how will you treat me?"

Hongtai remained silent, and Fang Zilan unsheathed his sword, "I would rather see you live well than avenge you."

"You can't trust me so much?" Hongtai raised his eyebrows and raised his lips, still looking cynical and unruly.

"I can trust it, but I can't let it go." Fang Zilan said, took Awan in his arms, pushed her to Hongtai, and then stood in front of them, looking at the many people in the world just a few steps away from her with an almost arrogant look, with a cold voice. Said: "It seems that you want to have sex together?"

Before she could finish her words, she heard the sound of clashing swords and knives, which suddenly rose up like a tide, rushing towards her from all directions, engulfing her in it, and would not stop until she was crushed to pieces.

Seeing this, A Wan couldn't help but frown. After observing carefully for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Even the packages they carry with them have to be opened for inspection. They are guarding so strictly. What happened at Mushan Pass?"

Fang Zilan ignored her words and just whispered, "Sure enough, no one passing by rides a bicycle."

"What?" Awan looked at the person standing by her in confusion. She was about to dismount when she was stopped by her. "Sit still."

Ah Wan obeyed and did not act rashly. She lowered her eyes and asked softly, "Why are there no riders passing by?"

Fang Zilan said calmly, "There are three possibilities. Either Mushan Pass does not allow people from far away to pass through, and the people passing through are all from nearby. Or Mo Bin secretly changed the order to strictly control the horse riders to prevent people from sneaking into the army."

She suddenly stopped talking halfway, and A Wan couldn't help but ask: "What about another possibility?" "There is another possibility, and it is the worst one." Fang Zilan tightly grasped the whip in her hand and said in a deep voice: "The so-called pedestrians we see now are all people sent by Mo Bin to pretend to be people, in order to create the illusion that Mushan Pass can still be entered and exited."

"What?" Awan exclaimed, "If this is possible, we will be detained when we pass the customs and will not be able to get in at all."

She stole a glance at Deputy General Cao who was walking not far behind them, and said anxiously: "Then we..."

"Just wait and see." Fang Zilan adjusted the reins in her hand and said comfortingly, "Since they are going to open the package for inspection, it may not be a show if they go to this extent."

"But..." Awan was about to say something when she saw someone walking towards them.

The man who came was one of the soldiers guarding the city. He looked at them warily and asked loudly, "Where are you two from? Why are you standing still in front of our Mushan Pass?"

"Sir, we are distant relatives of Lord Mo Han. We have come here specially to seek refuge with Lord Mo Han." Fang Zilan spoke without hesitation, and Awan, who was sitting on the horse, was startled.

"A distant relative of Lord Mo Han?" The soldier guarding the city looked at the two of them suspiciously, and finally his gaze fell on Fang Zilan, asking, "Do you have any evidence?"

"I am the cousin of Lord Mo Han's aunt's second uncle's third uncle's fifth son's great-aunt's family." Fang Zilan listed a long list of relationships in one breath, then smiled awkwardly, "It's a little distant..."

The soldiers guarding the city were confused by her long list of relationships and looked impatient. "I asked if you had any evidence, not what your relationship with Lord Mo Han is?"

"Does the warrant given by Lord Mo Han personally count?" Fang Zilan quickly took out the Mo Bin warrant that General Shen had given her before and handed it to the soldier guarding the city obediently.

The soldier guarding the city carefully checked it and said with a relaxed brow, "There is nothing wrong with the warrant, but you..."

He raised his head and motioned for the two to look up at the tower. "It just so happens that Lord Mo Han is on the tower. I'll take you to see him. Whether we are relatives or not, Lord Mo Han will decide."

Upon hearing this, Awan broke out in a cold sweat and thought to herself that if she met Mo Han, she would be exposed immediately.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zilan nodded indifferently and said politely, "Then I'll trouble you to lead the way, sir."

"No problem." The soldier guarding the city said, glancing at their horses. "Your horse..."

Fang Zilan quickly interrupted the soldiers guarding the city and said, "My sister really can't walk anymore. We sold all our valuable belongings to buy this."

As expected, after hearing her words, the soldiers guarding the city's attention were drawn to the horses.

She nudged Awan with her elbow and smiled flatteringly at the soldiers guarding the city. She changed her tone quickly, "But if the officer likes her, you can take her away."

Ah Wan understood what he meant and quickly jumped off the horse. She hugged the horse's neck and cried, "Sister, we are penniless now. This horse is the only thing worth money. How could you let someone take it away?"

Her appearance of throwing tantrums and playing tricks was so realistic that the soldiers guarding the city said with disdain: "This broken horse is worth a treasure."

"You are going too far!" Awan's eyes turned red and she was about to cry. Her cry attracted the attention of the soldiers guarding the city and passers-by, and for a moment, the soldiers who were checking and letting people pass did not look so carefully.