Chapter 38: Great Victory in Pass

　　Looking at the booklet, Yang Guo thought it would be a lie to say that there is no wave, but he didn't reach out to take it.

　　"Master Zhang, this junior doesn't think that he can reach the peak of martial arts without relying on Master Chongyang's experience, so... this junior doesn't need it."

　　After speaking, Yang Guo was about to leave.

　　Zhang Sanfeng didn't look surprised, as if he had already expected Yang Guo's answer.

　　"Yang Xiaoyou might as well stay and have a meal before leaving."

　　Yang Guo was about to refuse, when a "gu-gu-gu" sound came from his stomach.

　　Kachichi...

　　Zhang Sanfeng came to Yang Guo suddenly, with a kind smile on his face, he stretched out his hand and opened the stone gate mechanism.

　　"Let's go, Yang Xiaoyou."

　　Yang Guo nodded slightly, "Then this junior will have the audacity to have a meal."

　　"Master, you have left the customs."

　　Yin Liting, who had been waiting outside the door, came up with a bright smile.

　　"Li Ting, wait in a hurry."

　　"Hey, let Master see it."

　　Yin Liting scratched his head, his cheeks blushed.

　　This Wudang Yin Six Hero has a simple mind and a weak personality, and he is usually the most loved by everyone in Wudang.

　　Seeing his expression, Zhang Sanfeng showed a kind smile.

　　"Come on, let's go have dinner together."

　　"Brother and master have already prepared, just wait for Master and Yang Shaoxia to come out."

　　"Oh, is it so?"

　　"Of course, senior brother prepared your favorite frozen tofu for Master early today..."

　　"Yuanqiao has a heart."

　　The two chatted from time to time, and walked towards the dining room at a leisurely pace.

　　Seeing their deep affection, Yang Guo didn't say a word, just listened silently.

　　As soon as he arrived at the place, Yang Guo saw Song Yuanqiao and his son and a middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair with a gloomy expression——Yu Daiyan.

　　"Daiyan has been feeling unwell recently."

　　"Trouble master, my disciple is not bad, and the food is delicious."

　　It has been ten years since Yu Daiyan's limbs had been crippled, but after seeing Zhang Sanfeng, he still smiled brightly, but there was a bit of unnoticeable bitterness hidden in this smile.

　　"That's good, that's good, by the way, let me introduce you to Dai Yan, this is Yang Guo, Yang Xiaoyou."

　　Hearing Zhang Sanfeng mentioning himself, Yang Guo stepped forward to greet everyone, and then Song Yuanqiao.

　　"Senior Song, I don't know the junior's companion, why didn't I see her."

　　Song Yuanqiao explained: "Yang Shaoxia, that Miss Lu said that she went to Jiaxing to find her sister in Jiangnan, so Yang Shaoxia didn't have to worry about it."

　　Yang Guoran knew that Lu Wushuang wanted to find his cousin Cheng Ying, so he didn't ask any more questions.

　　"Come on, let's eat, eat, and chat while eating."

　　Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hands and pressed twice, motioning everyone to sit down.

　　Everyone naturally agreed, and the dinner was full of laughter and joy, only Yang Guo and Yu Daiyan were the listeners who didn't talk much.

　　After a while, Yu Daiyan said that he had eaten and was sent back to his room ahead of schedule.

　　Looking at his back, Zhang Sanfeng stopped his chopsticks and sighed insignificantly.

　　…

　　…

　　After politely rejecting Song Yuanqiao and others' persuasion, it was dusk when Yang Guo left Wudang Mountain.

　　On the ancient road, the setting sun was warm and the autumn wind was cool. Yang Guo, who was in a mess of thoughts, gradually stopped, raised his head slightly, and looked at the sunset on the western mountain.

　　The crimson sunset glow in the sky was reflected in his crystal-clear eyes, Yang Guo muttered to himself, "Should... still go to Dasheng Pass..."

　　The setting sun fell into the deep valley, Yang Guo slowly came back to his senses, and saw a black crane that was as black as black jade playing with the yellow circus.

　　"Old Huang, is this your friend?" Yang Guo asked with a smile.

　　"Pfft~"

　　The yellow horse let out a loud cry, lowered its head, Yang Guo took out the cowhide bag from the horse's belly, and fed it wine.

　　"Cry, blah..."

　　The black crane chirped softly, walked gracefully, and moved to Yang Guo's side.

　　"Brother He also wants some wine?"

　　"Jee--"

　　The black crane let out a long cry, spread its wings, and shook its pitch-black feathers twice.

　　Yang Guo was slightly stunned, and smiled, "Okay, brother He will drink some too."

　　Yang Guo poured out the wine and put it in his palm, Hei He drank it down with his head down.

　　After weighing the leather bag, Yang Guo raised his head to drink and hiccupped.

　　"call..."

　　Taking a long breath, Yang Guo got on his horse, "Lao Huang, let's... let's go."

　　"Hey hiss..."

　　The yellow horse neighed cheerfully and started to run, while the black crane spread its wings and flew high in the sky, following from afar, as if it had found a long-term meal ticket.

　　…

　　early spring.

　　Near Dasheng Pass.

　　an inn.

　　The sky and the earth are white.

　　The snow is falling, falling into thousands of miles of mountains and rivers one after another.

　　Several snowflakes remained in Yang Guo's warm palm, the falling snow did not melt within a few moments.

　　Feeling the water and milk blending in the dantian, the two integrated internal forces, Yang Guo thought, and the snowflakes melted.

　　Boom, boom, boom...

　　There was a knock on the door.

　　"Guest officer, here comes the hot water you asked for."

　　Squeak——

　　open the door,

Glancing at the bustling lobby on the first floor, Yang Guo looked indifferent, "Okay, let's put it here."

　　"Good job, officer."

　　Seeing the black crane walking around in the room, Xiao Er turned around and said in his heart, "What a weird person."

　　Naturally Yang Guo didn't know what was going on in his heart, he closed the door and began to take a bath.

　　a long time.

　　Yang Guo stood up with the sound of rushing water, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room.

　　"Xiao Er, bring me some wine, and UU Read Book www.uukanshu.com will prepare a table of food and send it to the room. Remember to call me when the time comes."

　　Xiao Er hurriedly sent a jar of sorghum wine to Yang Guo's side.

　　"Okay, sir, take your wine please, and the food will be brought to you later."

　　Yang Guo nodded, walked out of the inn gate from the noisy crowd in the lobby, and came to the stable.

　　"Old Huang, I brought you wine."

　　Seeing Yang approaching, Huang Ma left the filly who didn't know who it was, and came to Yang Guo's side, rubbing his big head against Yang Guo's warm palm.

　　"Jee--"

　　With a cry of the crane, the black crane flew out of the window, spread its wings, and came over.

　　Yang Guo smiled, and after feeding the two guys, he sat down on the snow, drinking wine, looking at the snow-covered land, in a trance.

　　Plop, plop, plop...

　　In the wind and snow, there was a rush of horse hoofbeats, and Yang Guo looked over.

　　The visitors were a group of Mongolians dressed in brown cotton robes, riding boots, and snow caps.

　　Dashengguan is located between Henan and Hubei, and the north of this place is the territory of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty. You can often see Mongolians, so Yang Guo is not surprised.

　　It's just that there are such groups of Mongolians who are still riding horses, which is rare.

　　Yang Guo got up, patted his buttocks, and continued to tease the horse.

　　"That groom from the Song Dynasty took the old man's horse down and took good care of him."

　　A group of Mongols got off their horses, the leader pointed at Yang Guo with the general's belly upright, and ordered arrogantly.

　　Yang Guo turned around slowly, his eyes were indifferent.

　　"You Mongolian uncles misunderstood, this guest officer is not a guy in our shop.

　　San'er, come here quickly, and take down your BMWs. "

　　When the innkeeper heard the movement, he trotted out with a respectful smile.