Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 601 Your sister, I have practiced

"It's time to inform her in advance, and I'll go ahead and tell the adjutant to let him take a look at the fourth lady later." Mo Junli nodded in response, then lightly raised his horsewhip, and caught up with the supervisor in charge of leading the way in a few steps. Adjutant Yun.

The adjutant was originally a not-so-big or small member of the Mu family's army (official name, about equal to the current regimental level, and there are several levels in the upper and lower levels), who fought with Duke Mu for nearly ten years, and was also stationed before. Passing Yanguan can be called experienced and highly skilled in martial arts.

This time, he led the way to transport grain to northern Xinjiang, which really saved them a lot of time, and also saved a lot of effort.

Therefore, if they really got into a fight with others later, with him helping to take care of Mu Shiyao and those grain trucks, he would have less scruples and be more free when fighting with his own little national teacher.

Well, this is indeed something that should be mentioned to the adjutant in advance.

Master Mu thought it was true, and then reined in his horse slightly, turned around and looked for the carriage that was guarded in the middle of the convoy.

"Hey, miss three, you're here to see miss four again." The soldier driving the grain cart casually greeted Mu Xici, who smiled and nodded slightly: "Well, I'm afraid this girl is sitting down again. Get dizzy, come and talk to her."

"Haha, okay, let the little one make room for you." The soldier responded with a big laugh, and he moved the horse to make a gap about three feet wide, so that the little girl could approach the guarded car. A solid little buggy.

Before setting off, he heard that it was His Royal Highness the Seventh Highness and the two young ladies from the Mu family who rushed to Yanguan with the team, so he was still worried for a long time.

——After all, in his impression, the prince of the Tian family and the lady of the aristocratic family are delicate characters who can't bear hardships.

He was afraid that these people would delay the food delivery trip, and he was also afraid that he would accidentally offend the nobles in the capital and be sued by the Duke or the young prince later. He would have to walk around if he couldn't eat .

Unexpectedly, including the seventh prince who was born in the Tian family, these three nobles are all easy-going and very easy-going.

These days, they not only ate and lived with ordinary soldiers like them, but also told them interesting stories about Beijing that they had never heard before.

However, among these three nobles, the one they like the most right now is Miss Fourth.

Although she is a bit timid, she has the most friendly temper, and she is also good at cooking. Most of their lunches these days are mostly cooked by her—this is comparable to that in Huotoujun (cooking class) Those guys made much better food.

Thinking so, the little soldier patted the layer of snow on top of his hat.

Mu Xici rode to the side of the carriage, leaned over and knocked on the window sill, and Mu Shiyao, who was sitting in the carriage and was knocked up, lifted the curtain, revealing a slightly pale and delicate face.

"Third Sister, what's the matter?" The little girl grinned and forced a smile. Although the two medicines that Mu Xici gave her could stop her desire to vomit and cure her dizziness, they couldn't stop the carriage. The ups and downs and her physical tiredness.

"It's okay, let's come to see you, and let me tell you by the way," Grand Master Mu frowned, and raised his hand to stroke Mu Shiyao's hairy head, "We will arrive at Yanguan in at least two hours. "

"But before we enter Yan Pass, we still have to pass through an old official road outside the pass. The place is sparsely populated and it is very convenient to set up an ambush. In addition, our journey is really smooth. Therefore, His Highness and I speculate... ..."

"Third sister, do you speculate that someone might have set up an ambush there?" Mu Shiyao's dark round eyes lit up on the spot when she heard this.

She was a little nervous in her heart, but at the same time, she was full of unstoppable desire to try.

"Yes, Ayao is very smart." Mu Xici laughed, and the little girl raised her head after hearing the words: "That, that, third sister, do you need me to do something?"

"You don't have to do anything." Master Mu withdrew his hands, wearing black men's clothes, which made her look a little more heroic, "Just sit in the carriage obediently and don't be scared. "

"Protecting yourself is your greatest task."

"Okay, Shiyao remembers, I will wait safely in the carriage, and I won't cause trouble for you." Mu Shiyao nodded solemnly.

Although she really wanted to see how Mu Xici and the others dealt with the enemies ambushing on both sides of the official road, but she knew that she was not physically strong and had never practiced martial arts. It's cumbersome, so I won't do that a disservice.

This is not the time to be petty, she can tell which is more important.

"But having said that, third sister, can you stay outside with everyone? Will you get hurt?" The little girl was worried.

It's not that she doesn't believe in her elder sister's ability, but she only knows that she has good skills, but she has never heard that she has also practiced martial arts!

Warlocks should... not practice martial arts, right?
"It's okay, don't worry, I have practiced your sister." Master Mu smiled playfully, and raised the two-foot dagger in his hand, showing the three-inch sword edge with a snap of his fingers.

The sharp blade came out of its sheath with a clear and crisp sound, causing the accompanying soldiers to look sideways.

Good guy, it turns out that the sword is real.

Mu Shiyao blinked. She had seen the scabbard carved with flowers and inlaid treasures before, it looked very delicate, and she always thought it was used by her third sister for decoration, but who knew it was a real thing!
Well, that's all right, she retreated back to be her quail.

The little girl shrank her neck, An Sheng lowered the soft curtain of the car window, Mu Xici told her, and then turned her head to meet Mo Junli again.

The group of people walked for more than an hour, pulling food and grass, and saw Yanguan five miles away.

After continuous heavy snowfall, the majestic and rough shadow of Yanguan faintly appeared. Mu Xici looked at the familiar border town a few miles away, and called out "Ayan" in a low voice.

"Did you feel it?" Master Mu raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice, "There really is an ambush."

"Well, I heard the sound of their breathing, but the wind was so strong that I couldn't tell how many people there were." Mo Junli closed his jaw slightly, "A Ci, can you estimate how many people there are?"

Breathing under the snow was not as good as on the ground. Those assassins didn't want to suffocate, so the strength of their breathing would inevitably be slightly stronger.

It's a pity that the wind and snow in northern Xinjiang are usually fierce, the wind is so loud that it covers the breathing of the assassins, so he can't tell how many 'guests' are lying on the ground.

"More than 30, less than forty, the aura of a stranger is very obvious." Mu Xici raised her lips and sneered, "It's hard for them, such a small place, without trees, can hide so much."

"They don't want to give up this rare opportunity." The young man smiled lowly, "Let's pretend we don't know before moving forward?"

"If we want to catch everything at once, we have to throw some bait first."

"Of course we have to keep going," Master Mu said softly, "Just let me set up a formation first."

　Gentle ×

　　nuclear good √

　　
　
(End of this chapter)