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The four of them continued their journey until the sky started to brighten. Under the rays of the morning sun, it seemed as if a blood-red egg yolk was rising from the horizon.

The three people walking around were already exhausted. Huang'er walked in front with her head down, dragging her swollen legs. She muttered under her breath, "Martial Uncle, why haven't I seen any farmers in such a long time?"

Wu Zhengdao was also starving. He had drunk a lot of water, but his lips had started to dry up like fire again. He looked around and saw a hill in front of him. He pointed at it weakly and said, "Maybe after we cross this hill, there will be a family!"

Zhang Lin Xuan carried Murong Feng on his back as he shielded himself with his hands. He glanced at the nearby hill, then used his hands to support Murong Feng. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and moved his lips.

Huang'er turned her head and glared at Wu Zhengdao, complaining, "It's always a lie. You said the same thing on the mountain in front. You can't keep repeating the same trick to stop thirst!"

Wu Zhengdao smiled helplessly, and let his body sway as he said: "Okay, how about I give you a picture cake to satisfy your hunger?! "No, it seems to be more or less the same as thirst for the Plum Blossom!"

Huang'er didn't even bother to turn her head and said to the road in front of her, "Why don't you just lie to yourself there!" As he finished speaking, he walked a few steps forward in a huff, then waited on the spot for Zhang Lin Xuan to catch up.

After repeating this a few times, the four finally passed a hill.

When Huang'er reached the top of the hill, she suddenly jumped up and shouted to Zhang Linxuan, who was struggling to climb up, "Brother Xuan, there's a house down there!"

When Zhang Lin Xuan heard Huang'er say that there was someone else down there, he used the last of his strength to quickly reach the top of the hill. He saw smoke curling up from the ravine and the occasional barking of a dog.

Wu Zhengdao, who was walking at the back, looked at the two men, saw their delighted expressions, and jokingly said, "Martial Uncle, I already said that I have a family here, but Miss Huang just doesn't believe me. See, the old Daoist is right, right?" As he spoke, he continued to climb upwards.

Huang'er couldn't wait to tell Wu Zhengdao, "Martial Uncle, please hurry!"

Wu Zhengdao panted and said, "What are you panicking for? It's right in front of you. Are you afraid it will run away? Can you just let me breathe? Do you think I'm a young man like you?"

Seeing that Wu Zhengdao had not come up yet, she took Zhang Lin Xuan's hand and ran down the stairs like a wisp of smoke, leaving only Wu Zhengdao shouting loudly behind her, "You guys slow down a bit. Xuan'er still has a patient behind her!"

The two of them ran to a place not far from the village entrance and stopped.

Huang'er turned around and saw Wu Zhengdao walking down the mountain at a steady pace. She shouted, "Martial Uncle, please hurry up!"

Wu Zhengdao looked at the two of them, dusted off the mud on his feet and softly said to himself, "Youngsters can't hold it in at all!" With that, he looked at the uneven surface of the road and answered loudly without even raising his head. "Alright! They'll be here soon! "

The two of them stood at the same spot. It seemed as if they had waited a long time for Wu Zhengdao to arrive. Huang'er impatiently pulled Zhang Lin Xuan into the village.

The so-called village entrance was actually carved with three words, "Stone Village", crookedly onto a vertical stone!

Huang'er curiously walked into the village and looked at the houses inside.

The house near the village entrance was a three-room thatched cottage. The thatched roof of the house, where the grass had fallen, swayed gently in the morning breeze, and outside was a fence surrounded by branches. Inside the fence, a few little hens were pecking at the grain that had been scattered on the ground by their owners.

He saw that the small door of the fence had been opened, and there was smoke coming out of the chimney. All the doors were open, except for the sound of people talking. People outside could hear the sound of burning firewood in the kitchen.

The four of them came to the fence, and Huang'er called into it: "Is anyone inside?"

No one answered for a long time. Just as Huang'er was about to say something, a burly man walked out from the door.

He saw that the person was holding a chicken leg and his mouth was covered with oil. He stood in front of the door and spoke in a crappy official's voice, "Who are you people? You are wailing like a ghost here in the early morning! "

Huang'er took a closer look and saw that this person was one of the three vassals that had been tailing her the entire way out of Lin An City this morning.

Behind him, Zhang Lin Xuan also recognized him. He was about to go up and teach him a lesson when he was stopped by Huang'er.

That vassal also seemed to recognize Zhang Linxuan and was instantly petrified. The chicken leg in his hand dropped onto the surface of his shoe with a 'pa' sound. At this moment, he was slowly recovering his body. He hurriedly turned his head around and shouted a command to the inside.

Immediately, the other two vassals also jumped out from their rooms.

Seeing that the three vassals were all here, Huang'er put her sword by her waist and snorted. "Ouch! Since when did your vassals become Chinese?!"

The first one to come out continued in his crappy official language: "What did you say in Chinese? Get what you want and put in a lot of effort! "

Huang'er disdainfully said, "Really? If that's the case, why don't you ask me if the sword in my hand agrees?! " As he spoke, he waved the unsheathed sword in his hand.

The three vassals looked at each other, then the one who spoke waved his hand and the three walked out with their legs spread wide.

When Huang'er saw the three of them coming towards her, she turned her head to look at Zhang Linxuan, gesturing for him to move away from her. Zhang Linxuan slowly stepped back. As Wu Zhengdao stepped forward to help Huang'er, she said, "Uncle-master, why do we need to use our butcher-knives to kill pigs!? I alone am enough to deal with them! "

Wu Zhengdao glanced at her and then stepped back as well.

The three vassals walked up to the gate and uncoincidentally unfurled their thick iron arms. One of them ripped open the gate, and the three of them formed a triangle, surrounding Huang'er in the middle. One of the vassal lords spoke a vassal language, and the three of them suddenly rushed towards Huang'er.

When Huang'er saw that the three of them had arrived, she used her scabbard to forcefully poke at one of their acupoints. The man took a step back in pain.

Huang'er grabbed the gap and turned around, using her scabbard as a stick to sweep their faces. The vision in front of both of their eyes blurred as they retreated a few steps back before reacting. They hurriedly stabilized their bodies and did not fall down.

The three of them felt pain and were immediately enraged. They were like gorillas in the forest as they pounded their chests with their hands and then jumped into the air together. The three of them held their hands and landed on the ground like a huge mountain.

When Huang'er saw this, she jumped out of the way before the three vassals could press down on her, skilfully avoiding them. When the three vassal lords saw that the attack had failed, they fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, surrounding Huang'er.