The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 385 Automatically Becoming Friends (Happy Birthday to Mo Yan)
Mu Lin was pushed out. The young man also had self-esteem. After the blow, he snorted, threw down his umbrella and was about to leave in the rain alone.

"Hey!"

Pan Jun waved his hand, and the umbrella he had just dropped floated back steadily over his head. He said, "It's your own fault if you're sick!"

Mu Lin looked up at the umbrella floating above his head, and his anger disappeared immediately. He reached out and grabbed the umbrella handle, then turned and left.

He pushed open the door and returned to the temple. Just as he walked around the sculpture and came to the front, he heard the neighing of a horse.

He paused and looked up, and saw a dozen people wearing straw raincoats coming outside the temple.

Under the rain curtain, he recognized at a glance that the person riding in the lead was Uncle Jin from the Duke's Mansion, and the person who jumped off the horse alongside him was a stranger. In the rain, a slightly bright color caught his eyes.

It’s the Embroidered Uniform Guard!

Mu Lin's pupils shrank, and he immediately took two steps back, put down the umbrella, and quietly hid the umbrella behind the sculpture. Then he turned his head to glance at the half-open courtyard door. After thinking about it, he decided to quietly step back before anyone entered the temple, walked forward to tighten the half-open courtyard door, and then picked up a wooden stick and stuck it into the door.

After doing all this, he immediately walked forward. Coincidentally, a dozen people had already pulled the horses to the shed next to them to shelter from the rain, and strode into the temple wearing straw raincoats.

The people in the mountain temple felt a little uneasy because of the sudden appearance of a dozen people, which gave them a very oppressive feeling.

Why are there so many people hiding from the rain in the mountain temple today? They all look so strange.

As soon as Mu Lin came over, the middle-aged man walking in front of him relaxed his tense body and immediately came forward, "Young Master, are you okay?"

Mu Lin said with a straight face: "What can I do?"

He looked at the three Jinyiwei in the team and frowned, "Uncle Jin, why are there still Jinyiwei?"

Uncle Jin whispered, "His Majesty has agreed to let you return to Yunnan. This is the Jinyiwei sent to escort you back."

Cao Ye untied his raincoat, took out the warrant and handed it to Mu Lin, "Don't worry, young master, we will definitely escort you safely to the Duke of Yunnan's mansion."

Mu Lin took the order and thanked the emperor first, then pulled Uncle Jin aside and asked, "Uncle is not angry, right?"

Uncle Jin whispered, "I was angry, very angry. That night, the Duke sent many people to chase you. You also went to the palace to plead guilty. His Majesty knew that you were worried about the prince, so he didn't ask you. Otherwise, you would have been charged with a serious crime for leaving the capital and returning to Yunnan without permission."

Uncle Jin saw that Mu Lin looked unhappy, so he whispered to comfort him: "That's good now. With the order from His Majesty, you can return to Yunnan openly."

Mu Lin's eyes could not help but drift back, "Uncle Jin, the imperial physician sent to Yunnan couldn't cure my father?"

Uncle Jin sighed and said nothing.

Mu Lin pursed his lips and said, "The world is so big, there are so many extraordinary people, so many powerful people, the palace can't do it, but people outside may have a way."

Uncle Jin saw him mention it again and again, and couldn't help but doubt, "The most talented and virtuous people in the world are working for your majesty. Even the Imperial Hospital can't do anything, let alone people outside. Young Master, have you been deceived?"

Mu Lin was not fooled. His mind was filled with the scene of the battle between him and Pan Jun.

She is so young and has such high martial arts skills, how can she not be considered an extraordinary person?

Although Wang Cong said there was nothing he could do, he hadn't asked Pan Yun yet. Wang Cong could see from the first glance that Pan Yun was not as capable as him, but what if she was?
She doesn’t have it, but what if her master does?
Mu Lin wanted to go back and ask her, but he couldn't help but glance at the Jinyiwei standing not far away.

There were three people lying in the yard, and one of them was dead.

Although he didn't know what grudge there was between them, the two men in black and withered clothes were obviously bad guys. They were foreigners, and they dared to commit crimes in the territory of Ming Dynasty!

Mu Lin hesitated. Rationally, he thought that these matters should be handled by the government, and the government should decide right and wrong.

But his reason also told him that if an ordinary person came into contact with the government or the Jinyiwei, he would have to suffer three layers of pain, not to mention these gangsters who looked like gangsters at first glance.

After all, they had experienced life and death together, and Mu Lin didn't want Pan Yun and others to fall into such a situation.

Although, he is the only one who recognizes this experience of life and death.

Mu Lin stood there sullenly. Uncle Jin had already brought people to clean up a place and asked Mu Lin to sit down.

Cao Ye walked around the mountain temple with a knife. When he passed the backyard door, he stopped. He frowned and looked for a while, then walked forward and pulled out the wooden stick.

Mu Lin was startled and shouted, "Captain Cao."

Cao Ye turned around.

Mu Lin suppressed his emotions and tried to speak calmly: "Let's discuss how to get back to Yunnan. Should we go by land or by water first?"

Cao Ye frowned and asked, "What path do you want to take, young master?"

As he asked, he pushed open the gate.

Mu Lin's heart was in his throat, but Cao Ye just stuck his head in and took a look at the weed-covered yard.

Maybe because the wind and rain were too strong, rocks and broken branches kept falling from the mountain, but they were not big.

Mu Lin also came up at some point and said, "They said that the mountain temple was abandoned because of the constant rockfalls on this cliff. The backyard is always closed to prevent people from getting hurt."

Cao Ye's eyes swept over the weeds that were bent over by the wind and rain, but because the rain was heavy and the mist was thick, he only glanced at them.

A gust of wind blew, bringing with it rain, and Cao Ye closed the door again.

The wind pressed against the door, then yanked it after a moment, causing it to snap against the wall.

Cao Ye then frowned and pulled the door back up, using a wooden stick as a bolt to lock it in place. Cao Ye continued to walk forward, his eyes sweeping over the faces of everyone huddled in the corner, and asked respectfully, "Young Master, do you want to take a boat down the Grand Canal and then change horses, or go directly by car?"

Mu Lin followed behind him, breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound, and replied, "Ride faster, there's no need to prepare a carriage."

Cao Ye nodded. As long as Mu Lin was fine, there would naturally be no problem for them.

He walked around and found nothing unusual, so he stood aside with his arms folded and watched the guards of the Duke's Mansion light a fire, cook and serve Mu Lin, the noble young master.

Mu Lin, who called the emperor brother, his great-grandfather Mu Ying was the adopted son of Emperor Taizu and Empress Xiaoci, and also took the surname Zhu. He followed Emperor Taizu to fight on the battlefield at the age of eleven.

Since Mu Ying, three generations of the Mu family have guarded Yunnan and have always had a good relationship with the royal family.

In the emperor's heart, the Mu family is probably closer than some of his relatives.

Mu Lin is the eldest grandson of Mu Ang, the current commander-in-chief of Yunnan and the left governor-general. In recent years, he has been living in the capital with Mu Bin, the Duke of Qian, and serving the emperor.

In the little emperor's mind, Mu Lin was probably only slightly inferior to the emperor's brother, Prince of Qing, so Cao Ye did not dare to offend him, nor did he dare to let him suffer any grievances.

He said, "We will set off after the rain stops, first go to Jinan Prefecture to rest, and then head south."

Cao Ye paused here and looked at Mu Lin, "Young Master, you have already passed Jinan Prefecture, why did you turn back?"

Mu Lin said depressedly: "I left without saying goodbye, fearing that my uncle would be concerned and that His Majesty would blame me, so I thought I should go back to the capital and ask for His Majesty's favor, so I turned around and came back."

Otherwise, he would have gone south past Licheng long ago and would not have met Pan Yun and others.

Mu Lin became anxious and felt that he should find an opportunity to go to the backyard to meet Pan Yun and ask her if there was any other way to save his father.

No, he wanted to ask everyone there. They all looked very capable. Let's brainstorm. What if someone knew the answer?
Mu Lin looked at Uncle Jin.

Uncle Jin looked at him with a puzzled expression, thinking that the young master was still planning to do something bad. He couldn't help but feel nervous and whispered, "Young master, His Majesty has allowed you to return to Yunnan, so let's not make any more trouble, shall we?"

Mu Lin leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I have a few friends to meet, and I can't let anyone else know. Uncle Jin, please stop them for me..."

Mu Lin glanced at the three Jinyiwei.

The other soldiers are all our own, except these three Jinyiwei.

At this time, Pan Yun in the backyard also sensed something unusual in the temple in front.

When Cao Ye pushed open the door to the backyard, she noticed it immediately and stood at the window to take a quick look.

Through the heavy rain curtain, Cao Ye didn't notice her, but she could see him clearly.

After sighing "What a fate", Pan Jun immediately looked away, fearing that he would notice her if she was looking too intently.

The weeds in the yard showed signs of being pressed down by someone, and there were faint traces of blood. She waited for a while with anxiety.

But it was obvious that Cao Ye was not as sharp as Liu Jing. He noticed nothing and closed the door and left.

Pan Yun breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and stood in front of the man in withered clothes, with an inexplicable expression.

Wang Cong stood up and twisted his neck. He paused when he saw her expression and glared at her. "Master Junior, I just saved the person. You don't want to..."

Pan Yun turned around and asked Miao Zhen, "How long will it take for the rain to stop?"

Miao Zhen glanced outside at the thick dark clouds, felt the wind, counted on his fingers for a moment, and said, "It will rain for another two hours at most."

"At least?"

Miao Zhen: "If the wind gets stronger, it will dissipate in an hour and a quarter of an hour."

After Pan Yun calculated it, he said, "That's enough."

Pan Yun said to Wang Cong, "Wake him up. Miao and Yanbai will take care of Hero Hu over there. Don't look over here."

Tao Yanbai: "What is Junior Master going to do?"

Miao He: "Master Junior wants to interrogate us, and he's afraid we'll be scared."

Wang Cong hesitated for only a moment before taking the needle and stabbing the man to wake him up.

As soon as the man in withered clothes opened his eyes, he met Pan Yun's clear gaze.

Before he could come to his senses, he saw the person looking down at him with a faint smile, but there was no smile in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck and dragged him up, then pressed him against the wall with a bang.

The coldness of the wall continued to seep into his back. Even though he was ready to die, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and his body shivered.

Pan Jun noticed it and the smile on his face widened.

She pinched his neck so that he had to look up, looked him in the eyes and said, "There is a secret technique in the Central Plains. I have seen my master use it before. Through the eyes, you can look directly into the soul and re-evaluate your entire life. Even things that you can't remember can be reproduced in your memory. It is commonly known as the Soul Searching Technique."

The man in withered clothes widened his eyes.

Pan Jun's smile deepened, but it didn't reach his eyes. "It's just that this technique is too vicious. After using it, the opponent's brain will be instantly turned into a pile of paste. If you are lucky, you will die on the spot. If you are unlucky, you will become an idiot, living in this world without knowing anything. We call it - the living dead."

Pan Jun asked him, "Do you want to try it?"

　I missed an update last night, I will make it up tomorrow
　　(End of this chapter)