The next day, it was still dark, and Love walked out of the inn with Mrs. Guo on her back. Gao and Liu's family were already waiting at the door. In addition, Love, a total of fifteen people went to the South City Gate together.

When they arrived at the south gate, everyone felt completely relieved. They saw the Wujia Mule Cart, which was loaded with goods. The black-faced man he saw yesterday nodded at Love and shouted to the handlebars on the mule cart behind him: "Squeeze and let them get on."

The fifteen people got on the five-horse mule cart, and the black-faced man gave a document to the soldiers guarding the city. The soldiers took a look and opened the city gate without asking.

There were no pedestrians on the official road in the early morning, and the mule cart walked very fast. It took half an hour to arrive at Zhangjiawan.

It was not until all the fifteen people boarded the boat and the big boat left the dock that Pearl shook his shoulders and happily went back to hand in the service.

After sending Mrs. Guo away, Yan Xuehuai also came to the day to return to the capital.

She asked Daniu to tell the eldest sister of the Wen family and asked if there was anything to bring with her. When Daniu came back, he brought back two bags.

One bag was brought to Wen Xiu, and the other bag was given two pairs of embroidered shoes, but it was given to Li Qiniang and Yan Xuehuai. Yan Xuehuai sighed, hoping that the person surnamed Geng could care about the relationship between husband and wife and not do it too out of line.

Although she knew that when Li Qiniang left, she had already brought the things that Mrs. Ye brought to Fusheng with her, Yan Xuehuai was a polite and good child. These days she lived in Wending Hutong and came over to ask if she had anything to bring.

The one who came to answer the door was Wu Jie. The young man's nose and eyes were all red, and he obviously had just cried.

Yan Xuehuai was secretly surprised and asked quietly: "Is the old lady okay?"

Wu Jie shook his head and choked his voice: "The old lady is fine."

"What's wrong? If you don't want to say it, I won't ask." Yan Xuehuai whispered.

Wu Jie couldn't help but sobbed again and said, "My third uncle has news."

Yan Xuehuai was shocked. Wu Jie mentioned that the third uncle was Sanwu. Sanwu had the best martial arts skills. He followed Ouyang Zan and then had no whereabouts.

Yan Xuehuai saw that Wu Jie was crying so hard that he couldn't ask any more. After entering the yard, she asked Mrs. Ye for peace. When she looked up, she saw that Mrs. Ye was as serious as usual, but Mo Yu was secretly wiping her tears.

Old Mrs. Ye snorted coldly: "Have you spoken out of Wu Jie?"

Yan Xuehuai... is a grown-up spirit, and this is not false at all.

She smiled embarrassedly: "Just ask, but the one behind has not had time to ask."

Mrs. Ye sneered, but ignored her and said to Mo Yu: "Take her the letter."

Yan Xuehuai was flattered, and Old Mrs. Ye really gave her face.

She quickly took the letter with both hands, and when she saw it, she realized that the letter was written by Dawu.

Dawu said in the letter that he found out the whereabouts of Sanwu in a small village twenty miles away from Yanmen Pass.

There was an old hunter who saved a young man more than ten years ago. The man was seriously injured, lost an arm and bleeding a lot.

The old hunter also had herbs at home, but the man did not improve. He remembered that he had climbed a mountain and there was a stone temple. There was only one old monk in the temple. The old monk knew medical skills. Once, the old hunter was injured in hunting, and it was the old monk who cured him.

The old hunter had no children and lived alone on the mountain. After walking for half a day, he sent the young man to Shitou Temple. The old monk said that the man was too seriously injured and wanted to keep the person. When the old hunter left, he helped the old monk fill the two water tanks with water.

More than ten days later, the old hunter was worried and went to Shitou Temple again. Unexpectedly, the gate of Shitou Temple was closed and the head was locked.

The old hunter waited for an hour, but he didn't see the old monk coming back, so he had to go back.

A few days later, the old hunter came over again, and the gate of the Shitou Temple was still locked. Since then, the gate of the Shitou Temple has never been opened again. The old hunter has never seen the old monk or the young man.

Dawu used to pass through the village at the foot of the mountain, but because the old hunter lived alone on the mountain, he didn't know about this.

This time, Dawu arrived outside Yanmen Pass again. He accidentally heard two mountain goods chatting at the market. One of them talked about the Shitou Temple on the mountain when he was a child, and the other said that the last time Lao Yangtou went down the mountain, he also said that he also sent an injured person to Shitou Temple for treatment that year, but later he didn't know what happened.

Dawu hurried over to inquire. The two people selling mountain goods were from that small mountain village. After Dawu went to the village, he realized that there was a hunter in the village who lived on the mountain all year round.

Dawu invited a mountain citizen to lead the way and found the hunter, known as Lao Yangtou.

Old Yang still remembers this. Over the years, he went to Shitou Temple when he had time. Every time he came back, he would sigh. Old Yang said to Dawu: "I am often injured on the mountain, so I didn't think much about the injured person. I saw that the person was seriously injured, so I just thought about healing him. Later, I left the person in Shitou Temple. When I returned home and thought about it carefully, the more I thought about the person's injury was wrong. It was not the injury caused by hunting, but the injury of the sword.

So, over the years, as long as I think of this, I feel uneasy.

The old monk was a kind-hearted person, and I was afraid that he would implicate him. I thought that the young man must have an enemy. The enemy found someone and found Shitou Temple. Maybe he took the old monk away with him.

Alas, if I hadn't sent anyone that year, there wouldn't be anything wrong with the old monk."

Dawu asked in detail about the young man's clothes and appearance. Old Yang slapped his head on the thigh and said, "Wait, he has something left at my house, I'll keep it."

Lao Yangtou found a peace talisman with a red rope in the broken box at home.

Dawu recognized this peace talisman at a glance. Ouyang Zan's wife Ping asked for one, and he asked each of Ouyang Zan and Sanwu.

When asked about the man’s age and appearance, Dawu must have been the Sanwu, not Ouyang Zan.

Of course, these were perfected by Yan Xuehuai in the past through the content written by Dawu in his letter, and Dawu did not write them in such detail.

Dawu wrote at the end of the letter that he would stay for more days to inquire about the old monk.

In addition, he went to Shitou Temple to see that there were no traces of fighting inside and outside the temple, and there were no corpses, which means that the old monk and Sanwu both left Shitou Temple alive.

Yan Xuehuai folded the letter paper, put it back on the envelope, and said to Mrs. Ye: "This is also good news."

At least, more than ten years ago, Sanwu was still alive.

But at the same time, Yan Xuehuai had to think that Sanwu was alive, and Ouyang Zan.

Three martial arts are a life of death, so is Ouyang Zan, who is protected by him, life or death?
Chapter completed!