I have many teachers

Chapter 123

An hour ago, on the official road.

Wang Anfeng galloped his horse.

Just because there was something in his heart, his face was a little serious, not like usual, just now he left the dense forest less than a moment ago, when he heard Qingyue's cry in his ear, his expression was slightly startled.

Subconsciously looking up, he saw a silver-feathered eagle coming from far away, looking very happy, and above him in the clouds and mist, there was also a flying eagle hovering out, playing with another silver-feathered eagle for a while, Then I saw the newly arrived eagle hovering above the clouds, while the original eagle flapped its wings and headed towards the north with a whistling sound. It was so fast that it was no longer visible.

It seemed normal, but Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly. With a pull of his right hand, the green horse slowed down, stopped aside, turned back to look at its master in a little puzzlement, and neighed softly.

The young man raised his right hand and patted the steed lightly. He raised his eyes, and his peaceful eyes became sharp. He saw through the clouds that were not thick, saw the hovering eagle, saw the sharp gaze, and his pupils shrank slightly. .

In my mind, I remembered what the two warriors said a moment ago.

They followed the trail of domesticated eagles.

This flying eagle is not just one, but a pair. This flying eagle has been following me. It is said in the book that the eagle trainer can communicate with the flying eagle.

In other words, the traces have been exposed.

Wang Anfeng understood clearly.

In order to confirm the guess in his mind, he deliberately changed direction, drove the horse towards another direction for a distance of about several miles, then looked up again, and sure enough, he saw that the flying eagle was still flapping its wings and circling above his head, enclave extremely high, If he hadn't been in Shaolin Temple, staring at the distant clouds and mists every day, and practiced his extremely strong eyesight, he probably wouldn't be able to notice this eagle at all.

The young man stopped his horse, his brows were furrowed, and his thoughts were spinning.

With the speed of this flying eagle, it will definitely not take an hour to reach Guancheng, and no matter whether it is a seventh-rank warrior or an eighth-rank warrior, he is by no means an opponent.

If you follow the original route, you will definitely be caught.

To escape into Shaolin is to trap Bailifeng and others in danger.

The boy stopped in place, his expression changed again and again, finally he gritted his teeth, pulled the rein with his palm, the green horse neighed, jumped up and turned around, tapped the horse's belly lightly with his right foot, and headed towards the nearby county town.

The horse's foot strength is so strong that the young man has never met the limit. At this time, he drove it with all his strength, and it took almost a stick of incense to reach the middle of the county town. When he looked up, the flying eagle was circling, still following leisurely. up in the air.

Wang Anfeng exhaled.

Entering the city, he entrusted Qingcong Ma to the horse shop temporarily, got the number plate, and strode into the inn on the other side of the county, paid three times the money in advance, and asked for a room, and the shopkeeper He said nothing to bother him, and went straight into the room, pushed open the window, and saw that the flying eagle lowered its altitude, it seemed to be only hovering above the inn, and his heart was slightly settled.

After closing the window, he returned to Shaolin Temple with the rosary in his hand.

On Shaoshi Mountain, Mr. Ying was playing chess with Yuan Ci, and he didn't seem surprised by Wang Anfeng's appearance, so he said slowly:

"Finally know that you came back and waited for me?"

The young man exhaled, clasped his fists and said, "I've seen Master, I've seen Mr."

Yuan Ci nodded slightly, and just about to speak, Mr. Ying raised his hand to stop him, looked Wang Anfeng up and down, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Looking at you, it seems that you already have a plan?"

"Tell me?"

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A moment later, a figure dressed in black walked out of the inn slowly, and the waiter in the inn habitually yelled:
"Guest officer, please go."

The man nodded and didn't answer. Xiao Er looked at his back and scratched his head in confusion.

Just now, this guest officer has entered our store?

It's so strange.

This doubt only flashed in my heart, and in a blink of an eye, with a warm smile on my face, I greeted the next guest.

The man in black looked calm, walked through several streets, turned around and looked at the flying eagle hovering above, his eyes were deep.

Went to Masi to retrieve the green horse with the number plate, left the county town through the other side door, drove the horse galloped away, tapped the face with the palm of his hand, and dropped a mask, revealing a clean young face.

A ninth-grade mask can change one's appearance.

Mr. Ying's New Year's gift.

The boy folded his hands and put the mask into the wrapping behind his back. When he touched the black clothes, he felt a strange smell of medicine. Even though he was protected by his internal strength, he couldn't help but sneezed.

The silver-feathered flying eagle, a strange beast, has a voice as clear as jade, and has been heard for several miles.

It can be eyes and ears, good at tracking, and can detect odors.

If it wasn't for the fact that this strange beast was recorded in the books that Mr. Ying had read, he couldn't hide it if he thought about it. How would he know that this flying eagle not only has strong eyesight, but also has a strong sense of smell?

The young man exhaled, and was about to continue towards Guancheng, but saw the unusually conspicuous green horse under him, and frowned slightly. He originally planned to get away and go directly to look for Gong Yu, but at the speed of the flying eagle, If the target is locked on the Qingcong horse, he will be locked again within half the distance.

Even if he hid in Shaolin Temple, he could only escape for a while, he couldn't stay in Shaolin forever, once he came out, he would still be found.

Even, as long as you lock the people who are going to Guancheng, you can block yourself.

Given that the other party is ruthless and crazy, it may not be impossible to do such things.

He hadn't thought about it before, but at this time Wang Anfeng realized that he was caught in a huge net that he couldn't break free from. Flying eagles were his eyes and ears, and his masters far surpassed him rode their horses to track them. Since leaving Gong Yu and his party, he has already fallen into this giant net.

If the other party hadn't miscalculated his own strength, he might have been arrested at this moment.

How?
The teenager's heart beat gradually accelerated.

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The county seat is Yishan.

The flying eagle hovering over the inn suddenly heard a familiar voice, fluttered its wings and flew up to the sky, with a clear and short cry from its mouth, in the distant clouds, the flying eagle broke out of the cloud, and the two silver-feathered flying eagles came to the sky. Playfully hover over the inn.

After a while, a kind-looking scribe stepped into the inn.

Shaking the jade fracture fan in his hand, he walked slowly to the shopkeeper of the inn, cupped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile:

"Dare to ask the shopkeeper."

"Is there a young man in the age of fourteen or fifteen, wearing a blue shirt and holding a sword?"

The shopkeeper is a rich middle-aged man, but his face is very square. Hearing this, he frowned, arched his hands, and said:
"You two guest officers, don't tease me..."

"The rules of Daqin, we can't talk about these things casually, otherwise who would dare to come and live here?"

The voice was rather unpleasant, but the scribe did not get angry, just nodded with a warm smile, and said:
"The shopkeeper is right."

The folding fan shook slightly, the voice paused, and said:

"Si."

The big man behind him stepped forward, took out an ingot of silver from his pocket, and put it on the counter of the shopkeeper. The latter's expression fluctuated, and he saw that the big man pressed the silver lightly, and directly pressed the silver into a cake. The counter below instantly cracked and fell to the ground with a bang. The loud sound made the entire inn floor dead silent. The shopkeeper's heart suddenly stopped, and then it started beating wildly, his face pale.

The scribe still smiled gently.

However, the sun was blocked by the strong man behind him, casting a shadow on the face, the light and shadow intertwined, the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, and the originally gentle smile was full of gloomy danger, which made the shopkeeper's back feel cold.

Struggling in his heart, his lips parted, and finally pointed weakly at a guest room on the second floor, saying:
"Here, right there..."

"Since I came, I have never come out."

(End of this chapter)