Chapter 118: Act upon what you have seen

Yihe City is located in the central area. According to the current situation, it is a place under the jurisdiction of the eldest prince, and there are many forces in it.

The north-south line was once located in Liangyi City. It experienced a battle between good and evil, and now the world is in chaos. I don't know if Shalou is still there.

Different from the deep-rooted traditional forces, many forces in Zhongcongsheng are mobile and their headquarters can be moved at any time, which to a certain extent avoids enemies from provoking provocations and uprooting the family.

Not long ago, I passed through a village and went in to replace some dry food and water bags. I also asked the village doctor to get a small pack of anti-inflammatory and anti-clogging herbs.

Mo Yu felt melancholy as he looked at the simple customs of the villagers. This place has not been affected by the war, and more than a dozen families live and work in peace and contentment and are self-sufficient.

The braid of the general horn, the old man, enjoys the happiness of family, but the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers. Sooner or later, the war will come, to recruit the strong men to join the army, to collect food...

After bidding farewell to the villagers, we continued on our way. At dusk, we found a low hill to rest, ate and drank, gathered dry wood and made a fire, and spent the night.

The next day, when I set out at dawn, the wound on my left shoulder began to itch faintly, which was a sign of recovery. Affected by this, I was not allowed to go all out and stopped walking.

At noon, I changed the gauze and applied medicine. The wound had already scarred and the surrounding areas were red. The reason why it healed so quickly was due to the high-quality medicine Leng Shinan used, otherwise it would have taken at least several months.

This is the first permanent scar left on the body, and it cannot be removed even after healing.

The shape of the gun head was very obvious, but Mo Yu didn't have much emotion about it, because there would only be more and more scars like this in the future.

In the afternoon, I encountered two groups of Jianghu forces fighting each other. They were not big sects. The two sides were fighting to the death for territorial reasons. The highest level was only three or four and the third level.

Mo Yu did not avoid either side of the battle, and there was no need to dodge. He just walked through the center of the field with an expressionless face.

Everyone stopped fighting and felt a cold murderous aura from Mo Yu's body. They all had stern expressions on their faces and thought they were not easy to provoke, so they let Mo Yu pass.

But not everyone is self-aware, there are always one or two people who don’t know what they mean and want to show themselves off.

Mo Yu had already walked away from the fighting site, and a young man in linen clothes shouted from behind with a knife: "Where is this young boy from? He is too arrogant!"

This person probably had a low status and did not get much support. His leader looked ugly and glared angrily, while the other forces were gloating over the misfortune and watching from the other side.

The young man didn't know why, but he wanted to show off, and he immediately chased Mo Yu carelessly: "Hey, kid, are you deaf?"

Mo Yu remained silent and continued to move forward at the previous speed. When the young man came within two meters, his right hand quickly brushed the hilt of the Youwei sword.

"Buzz~"

The sword roared softly, and everyone saw a flash of black light. The young man named Xiao covered his neck with his hands and fell down. The blood could not stop flowing out, and he was speechless.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

This was everyone's evaluation of this sword. From unsheathing to retracting it, it only took the blink of an eye. Mo Yu never looked back, didn't even bother to look at the body behind him, and quickly disappeared.

The audience was left with a chill. Both sides lost the desire to fight and retreated, preparing to fight again one day.

As for the young man's body, no one restrained him at all. He was so ignorant that he almost brought a difficult enemy to the sect. Hate is easy.

At dusk, we set up shop in a small town. This town had been affected by the war. The gate was full of potholes and the streets were sparse.

Soldiers patrolling the city passed by one after another, the people closed their doors early, and the inn business was desolate. Before long, the boss had to run away because he was unable to make money.

Mo Yu slept very lightly and would wake up at the slightest disturbance. He could clearly hear the sound of the watchman's gong in the middle of the night.

Not only that, he knew that a few thieves passed by outside the inn room. The world was deteriorating and people's hearts were not the same. This kind of thing could not be stopped, so there was no need to take care of it.

The next morning, I was awakened by a noise. I opened the window and looked out into the street. I saw dozens of young men being escorted by soldiers, followed by a group of old, weak, women and children who were chasing after them and crying.

After listening to those people's words, I realized that these young men were taken away to join the army. After leaving, I don't know when they will come back. Only some orphans and widowed mothers are left in the family to suffer.

"Alas, one general's success can destroy thousands of bones."

With a sigh, Mo Yu closed the window. Meeting such a sad thing so early in the morning made him depressed. He picked up the sword case and went downstairs to eat, then left the town and continued on his way.

In just two days, everything I saw and heard showed the suffering of the people. I really hope those in high positions and positions of power can experience it in person. Their desires are really terrible and they regard human life as nothing.

This day was not smooth sailing either, as we encountered several groups of bandits on the way.

Different from normal bandits, these people were ordinary people who had no way out and gathered in groups to weed. The weapons they carried were hoes, rakes, poles and the like.

Mo Yu would not take their lives, so he gave them a brief lesson with his fists and kicks, and then warned him with serious words: "Knowing people, the people who can be robbed by you are common people with the same fate, how can you bear to do it? And most of the rivers and lakes cannot be robbed by you.

Green forest, how can you survive? This road is not suitable for you, so you should stop running and make a living as soon as possible."

The leader was a prestigious half-centenarian man with a sallow face and thin skin. He pushed back his long unkempt hair and said: "Young hero, you don't know something. When we go to the city, we will only be captured to work as soldiers. It will be hard to survive."

Everyone behind me echoed with bitter faces. Every word you said to me was a source of bitterness.

Mo Yu shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and said: "Why should I stand still and be content with my own status? Now that the world is divided into five parts and the king and land are divided, it can't work here. There is a place for a wise king. Let's finish it here so that we can take care of ourselves."

After saying this, Mo Yu turned around and left. People are of different ages, and their thoughts may conflict with each other. Older people's vision has been fixed, and they tend to miss many opportunities if they look forward and backward.

Young people are different. They have broad thinking and always want to see further. They are bound to suffer hardships, but there will always be unexpected gains.

It doesn't matter whether those people will listen to his advice or not, as long as their conscience is clear.

After leaving Leng Shinan, we walked a total of four and a half days to Yihe City. All the herbs were replaced, and the wound on my shoulder was almost healed, so it didn't affect anything else.

Yihe City was very large, just like Chiyang City at the time. A large number of soldiers were stationed at the gate of the city, and people had to be strictly detained when entering or exiting.

Mo Yu followed the crowd in the middle of the crowd and looked up at the city gate wall. There were several wanted notices posted there. After a cursory glance, they said they were on the run for murder, for robberies, and for serious thefts...

Those who can be wanted are usually jianghu individuals and some desperadoes. Officials with powerful sects will use other methods to deal with them. For example, asking to kill the building is the most effective one.

On the one hand, he was curious when he read the notice, and on the other hand, the figure in the last notice looked like an old acquaintance. Although he was disguised, Mo Yu recognized at a glance that the lean man with the cheeks was Linglong!

"This girl really can't live in peace for a day. I hope Mo Qi won't be involved in this."

Mo Yu had a headache when he thought of Mo Qi and those grandsons together. Those who were close to red were red and those who were close to ink were black. If Mo Qi stayed with them for three to five years, his appearance would definitely change.

The team slowly moved forward, and soon it was Mo Yu's turn.

At this moment, a group of soldiers came out of the city. The general looked around and shouted loudly: "Everyone who enters the city has bright eyes. Recently, three bandits have sneaked into our city. They killed people, set fires, stole and plundered, and committed all kinds of deceptions and abductions."

! The city lord has issued a special order to arrest you. Anyone who reports will be rewarded with fifty silver coins, and those who arrest him will be rewarded with five hundred silver coins!"

After saying this, the general turned around and took out two portraits, which were posted on both sides of the one close to Linglong. The portraits were of an old man and a young man.

"Look clearly, it's these three people!" the general said once more after posting, and then led the team back to the city.

The crowd was noisy, pointing at the portrait, with a huge amount of money in front of them, which was equivalent to the food and drink that ordinary people would have for a lifetime. They all thought about it and talked to provide clues.

Mo Yu avoided the two portraits with a dark face. They were both deliberately disguised. No one else knew about the old man, but he recognized it as Grandpa Linglong at a glance from his wretched look.

As for that young man, he was very handsome and his eyes were frivolous and shrewd. He was definitely not Mo Qi.

Now that Linglong and his grandson are on the wall, what will happen to Mo Qi being with them? Mo Yu felt worried and full of speculations.

Finally entering the city at half past noon, the city was filled with noise and noise. Mo Yu stood at the street corner and was confused. Where should he go to find Mo Qi in such a big city?

The streets and alleys are criss-crossed, and there are endless crowds of people in sight. Let alone finding people, it is difficult to squeeze into a stall.

"Brother!"

While Mo Yu was looking around in confusion, a surprise call came from the right side.

The familiar voice couldn't be more familiar. Mo Yu turned to look right and responded: "Mo Qi?"

There were a lot of people, and not long after, a man in gray clothes squeezed out from the crowd, looked at Mo Yu, and stepped forward with slightly red eyes: "Brother, are you okay?"

Mo Yu looked Mo Qi up and down, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, and said casually: "What can happen to me, but you, how are you these days?"

Upon hearing the question, Mo Qi's face froze, showing embarrassment, and he said in a low voice: "The grandfather and grandson were restless and asked me to steal and commit crimes many times, but I refused."

Looking at Mo Qi's unnatural smile, Mo Yu guessed that Mo Qi would suffer a lot if he didn't agree to the request of the grandfather and grandson.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Mo Qi doesn't get involved, everything will be fine.

Following Mo Qi towards the place where he was staying, the two of them talked about their experiences on the way.

After Mo Qi got separated in the Northern Mist Forest that day, he didn't meet the armored monster, but the crazy elder Qian Fei did. Not long after walking around, he met Linglong.

Linglong was with her grandfather and a strange young man beside her, saving Mo Qi and walking together. After that, the white mist shook, and a mysterious man in black robe came to stop him, but Grandpa Linglong defeated him with one move.

For some unknown reason, Grandpa Linglong gave up on searching for Mo Yu and took Mo Qi and the others directly out of Beiwu Forest and went all the way north to Yihe City.

Mo Yu already knew the identity of the man in black robe, and what Mo Qi said matched Leng Shinan's words.
Chapter completed!