The world started from mixing in the courtyard

Chapter 247 Building a Tribe
This day.

Yue Buqun and Liao Yuejun rode their horses and saw a simple campsite on the grass in front of them. It stretched for dozens of miles and was bustling with people, just like a small city.

There were grassland people dressed like herdsmen, merchants dressed like Han people, people from the martial arts world holding weapons, and soldiers and officers riding tall horses and patrolling back and forth.

"I didn't expect this place to be so prosperous!" Liao Yuejun's eyes moved, and she seemed to be unable to leave Yue Buqun in her heart anymore. In recent days, she spoke gently and had a tender look on her face.

Although she had promised not to develop feelings for Yue Buqun, once they had feelings for each other, it would not be so easy to suppress them.

There weren't many people in the martial arts world who knew their identities here, let alone people from Emei or Huashan. She let down her guard and spent the whole day with Yue Buqun, secretly hoping that this day would last forever.

Yue Buqun naturally knew what the shyness that Liao Yuejun often revealed meant, and he also wanted to strike while the iron was hot. After all, Liao Yuejun was not like Pei Xiuzhi. Once her emotions faded, she might regain her rationality. If he wanted to conquer her again, he didn't know how much effort it would take.

However, as he had been traveling a lot recently, he also found time to raid the new branch of the Demon Cult in Qinbei.

There is no time at all.

Fortunately, we arrived at the transaction location.

Not only are there soldiers protecting this place, but there are also some vested interests, underworld and unorthodox figures guarding this place. In this area, even the Sun and Moon Sect may not necessarily come to cause trouble.

It’s not that the Sun and Moon Sect is afraid of these people, it’s just that their mentality is different. The Sun and Moon Sect doesn’t care about this little bit of benefit, but for the people here, this is the fundamental interest and the foundation of their existence.

When they fight, one is bored and the other is ready to risk his life, which is naturally different.

They found an inn in a small settlement next to the camp.

Although it is called an inn, there are actually many tents inside.

The caravan went out to trade, and Yue Buqun took Liao Yuejun for a horseback ride.

The grassland is vast and the sky is blue with white clouds.

Yue Buqun suddenly thought of the scene where the cattle and sheep on the frontier were just empty boasting. His face darkened and he sighed.

Liao Yuejun immediately caught Yue Buqun's mood and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"There was a man who had unparalleled martial arts skills and had made great contributions to the martial arts world. However, he was misunderstood by the people in the martial arts world. When he was disheartened, he met the love of his life. He wanted to go to the frontier with that woman to herd horses and sheep, but he accidentally killed his beloved. It was really heartbreaking!" Yue Buqun looked up at the sky, with white clouds, and his expression was sad.

Liao Yuejun was emotionally sensitive at the moment. Although it was just a few words, her eyes reddened: "Misunderstood for making meritorious contributions, and accidentally killing your beloved? Is it so pitiful?"

Yue Buqun said: "Fate plays tricks on us! No one knows what the future will be like, which will come first, tomorrow or an accident! Some things should be explained early, otherwise, there will be endless regrets!"

Originally, Liao Yuejun hoped to stay with Yue Buqun like this forever, spending every day together. Suddenly, she felt sad when she heard these words. If they returned to Huashan or Emei, how could they still get along like this?

suddenly.

Yue Buqun rode his horse wildly.

Liao Yuejun hurried to follow.

The two of them galloped across the grassland.

After an unknown amount of time had passed since the horse had been running, Yue Buqun suddenly stopped the horse, dismounted, and looked at Liao Yuejun with fiery eyes.

Liao Yuejun seemed to have a premonition of something, and her body and heart trembled.

“Uncle-master Liao, just as Uncle-master Feng expected, Xiaoke, Xiaoke has feelings for you!” Yue Buqun said, turning his head slightly and watching the setting sun.

Liao Yuejun looked at the setting sun, the golden light attached to Yue Buqun. Yue Buqun's elegance, erudition, patience, good sense, and superb martial arts, scenes of their interactions came into view.

Liao Yuejun jumped off the horse and walked behind Yue Buqun.

“Now that I have mastered the practice of Nine Yang Gong, Uncle Liao should go back to Emei first. This way, I will not do anything bad!” Yue Buqun said deliberately.

Liao Yuejun's beautiful eyes trembled when she heard this, and she hurriedly grabbed Yue Buqun's arm: "No, I want to wait until we return to Huashan before saying goodbye to you!"

Yue Buqun's body trembled, and he turned back suddenly, looking at her affectionately: "Jun'er, do you know what I feel?"

The name "Jun'er" made Liao Yuejun's heart soften, her body softened, her face blushed, she turned her head slightly aside, and trembled and stuttered, "I, I feel the same way..."

Yue Buqun's eyes first lit up, and then he said in a trembling voice: "If I kiss you, you will not avoid me."

Liao Yuejun let out an "ah", her beautiful eyes struggled for a while, and then she closed her eyes.

Looking at the delicate face so close to him, Yue Buqun immediately kissed her and naturally held Liao Yuejun in his arms.

Liao Yuejun groaned and felt that she had no strength left and could not even stand steadily.

Feeling the soft jade in his arms, Yue Buqun pondered for a moment, then slowly sat down and lay on the ground, but he never let go of Liao Yuejun. Only after he lay down did he relax and let go.

Liao Yuejun raised her head slightly and looked around.

"The sky is my quilt and the earth is my bed..." Yue Buqun had a happy smile on his face, feeling cheerful and happy.

Liao Yuejun, who had been frowning just now, immediately relaxed her brows. We are all people of the world, why should we care about so many things?
While she was still thinking, Yue Buqun suddenly turned around, hugged Liao Yuejun, and confided his true feelings: "The first time I saw Jun'er, my heart was pounding. There is no woman in the world as beautiful as you. I also heard you praising Emei martial arts. After the internal strife in Huashan, the leader was taken away. How similar our moods are..."

Start wholesale love words, how two people share the same interests.

Liao Yuejun was so dizzy after hearing this that she started to cry: "It would have been great if we had met earlier!"

Yue Buqun's hands have already begun to move.

It's like peeling a bamboo shoot, and underneath the layers is a fresh and delicious delicacy.

Liao Yuejun was a little resistant again, but Yue Buqun was determined to do it today, so he naturally wouldn't let Liao Yuejun say anything and immediately kissed her again.

Liao Yuejun had been practicing martial arts diligently and had never had any thoughts about matters between men and women. She knew nothing about it and was even worse than Pei Xiuzhi, who had only studied intensively for a few days.

Under Yue Buqun's superb skills, he had already fallen, his brain was like a paste, his body was filled with uncontrollable happiness, and he completely forgot everything.

I no longer have the slightest thought of resisting.

That night.

Star bright.

Heaven and man are one.

The next day.

At dawn, Yue Buqun looked at Liao Yuejun who had fainted and woken up in his arms and smiled slightly: "It's time to go back."

Liao Yuejun's face was startled, then gloomy, then happy, and finally nodded shyly: "Yes, it's time to go back."

"Since it is inconvenient for you to ride a horse, how about I hold you in my arms?" Yue Buqun didn't say anything, he jumped with Liao Yuejun in his arms and sat on the horse.

Liao Yuejun was stunned and asked, "How do you know that I can't ride a horse?" Suddenly, the action of jumping on the horse pulled her thighs and a pain came over her. She couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed, and her expression became extremely complicated.

Yue Buqun caught Liao Yuejun's emotions and knew that this woman was about to regain her senses.

Of course, he still pretended to be affectionate and said, "There are fights in the martial arts world, and killings all over the place. If one day, even if we don't come to the grassland to graze the Trojans, we can still live in a hut and not worry about worldly affairs..."

"It would be wonderful to be a pair of immortal lovers."

Liao Yuejun was attracted by these words again and sighed sadly.

She was actually much more rational now, so why did she suddenly lose her virginity to Yue Buqun?

Yue Buqun is really something. He already has a wife and a concubine, but now he wants to live with her?

How ridiculous!

It seems that Yue Buqun is in deeper trouble than she is.

Thinking of this, she seemed to feel a little better, but this matter must not be known by the people of Emei, otherwise, she would never be able to clear herself of her true intention of letting Yue Buqun practice Emei Nine Yang Gong.

Is it for Emei?
Or for your lover?

Ride slowly on horseback.

Yue Buqun just keeps talking nonsense.

Seeing that things had come to this point, Liao Yuejun could only put her worries aside and enjoy herself.

When the sun was high in the sky, Yue Buqun jumped off his horse, put Liao Yuejun down, and the two of them led their horses back to the inn side by side.

Liao Yuejun was covered in filth, stickiness and discomfort, so she went upstairs immediately to take a shower.

Yue Buqun was stopped by someone.

"Sir, that man wants to see you by name!" said the caravan member.

Yue Buqun nodded and glanced at the other person, only to see a mighty man wearing a bamboo hat with his back to him. He walked towards him, came to the front, took a look, but did not recognize him.

“May I ask who you are?” Yue Buqun bowed.

The man opposite raised his head. He looked a bit old, but also very strong. A sneer appeared on his rough face. He said weirdly: "Brother Dongfang asked me to tell you that Elder Wen Keding has been expelled from the Holy Church. Brother Dongfang also said that it would be better for you to capture Wen Keding than to let you hypocrites surround and kill Wen Keding. This will stimulate Ren Woxing more!"

Finished talking.

Yue Buqun knew the other party's identity immediately, and immediately sat down with a smile, picked up the wine glass, poured himself a glass, took a sip, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Tong Baixiong!"

Tong Baixiong was shocked, his eyes widened, and he asked in astonishment: "We have never met before, how do you know me?"

"Has Dongfang Bubai started to eliminate those diehard followers of Ren Woxing who disobey him?" Yue Buqun picked up the chopsticks, picked up a peanut, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Tong Baixiong was horrified. "How do you know this?"

"Brother Dongfang just said that you are not an ordinary person, how come, how come he told you all this?"

Yue Buqun smiled, but still didn't answer. How should he answer? Did he say that I had read the script? Instead, he said, "Qinbei Territory, please don't send any more people, okay?"

"The tragic deaths of four elders and nearly a hundred core members of the church, don't these explain the problem?"

Although Tong Baixiong approved of the cooperation between Dongfang Sheng and Yue Buqun, he did not expect that Dongfang Sheng would tell Yue Buqun about his plan to usurp the leader, and he was very angry.

They were dealing with Ren Woxing, not the Sun and Moon Sect.

How could such a secret, which concerns the dignity of the Holy Religion, be told to Yue Buqun?

He was angry, and when he heard Yue Buqun asking the Sun Moon Sect to give up Qin Bei, his face naturally turned ugly, "Humph, I remember this grudge. If it weren't for Brother Dongfang being suppressed, with his great talent and strategy, he would definitely be able to wipe out your so-called righteous path!"

"Qinbei's territory does not belong to you, Huashan. I won't give it up!"

“You won’t let him?” Yue Buqun sneered. No wonder Tong Baixiong was killed by Dongfang Sheng in the end. He never understood one thing: the Sun Moon Sect did not belong to all of them. First it belonged to Ren Woxing, and later it belonged to Dongfang Bubai, also known as Yang Lianting.

"Mr. Tong, please go back and ask Dongfang Sheng what he has to say!" Yue Buqun said calmly.

Tong Baixiong had a strong sense of ownership. He could tell that Yue Buqun looked down on him, and he immediately became furious. He said, "Don't ask, this is impossible!" "You think that because you have the Dugu Nine Swords and the Purple Clouds Magical Art, others are afraid of you, but I, Tong, have long wanted to learn from you!"

Yue Buqun's face darkened and he nodded, "Let's go outside!"

The two left the inn.

Tong Baixiong was quite respectable. Before leaving, he took out a few taels of silver and threw them on the table.

Yue Buqun nodded slightly.

Not bad.

This is considered a heroic mage.

But you can’t become sworn brothers with Linghu Chong, because that’s not free and easy enough!

He stepped out of the door and rode out of the town.

The two stood in the wilderness.

A group of herdsmen were passing by with their cattle and sheep, but they were not surprised. In places like this, people came out to duel every day, and they were too lazy to even watch.

Of course, if Yue Buqun and Tong Baixiong revealed their identities, many people would come out to watch the battle.

"Yue Buqun, I don't care what kind of friendship or plan you have with Brother Dongfang, but you must remember that you and I belong to different groups. Even if we cooperate temporarily, don't expect my Holy Church to let you, Huashan, off easily!" Tong Baixiong shouted arrogantly.

Yue Buqun shook the sword in his hand and immediately stepped forward.

Seeing that Yue Buqun did not answer him but took action directly, Tong Baixiong gathered his true energy, clapped his palms, and ran away.

"Let me see how powerful you are! You actually killed so many people from my Holy Church!" While Tong Baixiong was speaking, the palm wind had already struck out.

Yue Buqun immediately felt Tong Baixiong's strength.

Probably slightly worse than Xiang Wentian.

Moreover, Tong Baixiong seems to be in his fifties or sixties now. This is the period in the martial arts world when his body and martial arts are the strongest, so his attack is fierce and natural.

He misstepped and spun like a top, allowing Tong Baixiong's several clapping attacks to fall behind him.

Tong Baixiong laughed: "Is this all you have?"

But at this moment, Yue Buqun suddenly turned around and stabbed out with a sword, hitting Tong Baixiong's wrist!
Tong Baixiong was not expecting this sword to come, so he was naturally stabbed. His arm trembled, and he immediately retreated. His pupils shrank slightly, and he looked extremely shocked: "Dugu Nine Swords are indeed magical. How did you get this sword?"

Yue Buqun was still too lazy to answer. He couldn't kill Tong Baixiong anyway. If he killed Tong Baixiong, it would be difficult for Dongfang Sheng to take the position.

With a tap of the foot, your body will fly into the air.

Tong Baixiong shouted angrily, "Boy, are you so arrogant?" He clapped his hands again without caring about his still bleeding wrist.

Yue Buqun swung his sword in mid-air and suddenly dropped it.

There was a dazzling white light. Tong Baixiong didn't dare to meet it with his palms, so he could only lean back. However, his feet were in a hurry and his body leaned back, and he fell to the ground.

Tong Baixiong's face was full of anger. He slapped the ground with both hands and was about to stand up when a cold light flashed in front of his eyes and went straight to his throat.

"Mr. Tong, let's stop here." Yue Buqun said lightly.

Tong Baixiong was lying on the ground, his face gloomy and complicated. Is Yue Buqun really that powerful? !
He couldn't even last a few rounds against Yue Buqun? !
"You, you——" Tong Baixiong was angry, ashamed and furious, but he didn't know how to relieve it. He glared with anger and veins on his forehead were exposed.

Yue Buqun retracted his sword and said calmly: "With my current martial arts, only Dongfang Sheng and Ren Woxing in your Demon Sect can match me, but the two of them are wary of each other, guarding against each other, and plotting against each other. It is impossible for them to work together to kill me!"

"Even if they come together, I still have my master and Master Feng in Huashan."

"You can kill all my other Huashan disciples, but you can't do anything to the three of us!"

"Tell Dongfang Sheng, to the west of Tongguan, Huashan is the most majestic!"

Tong Baixiong was furious, but he could do nothing. He got up from the ground and said sternly, "I will tell Brother Dongfang about this, but Yue Buqun, you are too arrogant. Do you think my Holy Church only has Ren Woxing and Brother Dongfang?"

"There are many masters in the Holy Church who are not inferior to the two of you!"

"It's just that you outsiders don't know it!"

Yue Buqun was startled when he heard this, and quickly bowed and said, "Thank you Mr. Tong for your advice. I'll remember it." But the expression on his face showed that he didn't take it seriously.

Tong Baixiong widened his eyes and looked at Yue Buqun in a helpless manner, wondering whether he was afraid or not.

"You, you hypocrite, you make me so angry!" Tong Baixiong stomped his feet and cursed.

Yue Buqun said sternly: "Mr. Tong, I will treat you with courtesy. If you continue to speak nonsense, I will be angry!"

Tong Baixiong was shaking with anger when he saw Yue Buqun's expression. In the end, he was defeated by Yue Buqun again. He said in hatred: "Wen Ke will be here soon. See you later!"

After saying that, he turned around, jumped onto his horse, and rode away.

Yue Buqun naturally would not force him to stay. He squinted his eyes and looked at Tong Baixiong's back and shook his head. If this guy could be recruited, he would be a helper.

It’s a pity that at such an old age, it’s impossible for him to leave the Sun and Moon Sect.

After looking for a while, he calmed down and observed the area carefully.

There is a group of people farming near this small town.

Thinking about the big plan in my heart.

Yue Buqun walked over.

After asking around, I finally found out.

These farmers turned out to be Han people who were captured.

When he approached to talk, a few grassland men holding machetes looked at him warily.

This made Yue Buqun very unhappy.

After pondering for a moment, Yue Buqun returned to the inn.

At this moment, Liao Yuejun had already washed and dressed, lying on the couch, as if entering sage time, thinking about what happened last night.

She started to look at Yue Buqun with a new eye, then developed feelings for him as they spent time together day and night, and then had sex last night. It was a similar process, just like the kissing and caressing she had when she was having sex.

Therefore, the time of this sage is also particularly profound.

"Could it be that Yue Buqun had been plotting against me long ago?" Liao Yuejun even had such a ridiculous and unrealistic thought.

Just as he was thinking, Yue Buqun pushed the door open and came in. He took a look and saw that Liao Yuejun had finished her bath. He hated Tong Baixiong for delaying his bath with the beauty, but he still walked over with a gloomy and painful expression: "Jun'er, this is really frustrating!"

Liao Yuejun was startled, her heart softened unconsciously, and she asked hurriedly, "What's wrong?"

“The farmers who farm outside are all Han people who were abducted here, and some are even from my hometown in Qin!” Yue Buqun’s face was full of resentment and melancholy.

Liao Yuejun sighed: "Even the imperial court doesn't care, what can you do?"

"No, I can't just sit there and watch!" Yue Buqun had already made up his mind that Qinbei should open a branch base.

This base is used to hide and maintain troops.

I just don’t know who to find to host it.

This Wen Keding seems to be possible.

So, he decided to move his plan forward.

Liao Yuejun didn't expect Yue Buqun to be so touched by the plight of a group of ordinary people. She sighed in her heart, thinking that Yue Buqun was indeed a kind-hearted gentleman and should not be that kind of person. She continued to persuade him, "There are frequent wars here. What can you do?"

Yue Buqun pretended to ponder for a while, then slowly said: "I want to establish a Han tribe here!"

Liao Yuejun was even more confused and asked, "What does Han people's tribe mean?"

"They are a group of Han people living on the grassland, just like other grassland tribes. We will serve and cooperate with them. In the future, the caravan's goods will be sold exclusively to them, allowing them to make a profit from the price difference. They can then use the goods to trade with those grassland tribes for the abducted Han people." While Yue Buqun was speaking, he naturally lay down on Liao Yuejun's couch and hugged Liao Yuejun in his arms.

Liao Yuejun used to think in martial arts and knew nothing about these things. She was thinking and suddenly forgot to react. When she reacted, she was already hugged tightly in Yue Buqun's arms.

“The rescued Han people with families can be sent back, and I don’t know if it is feasible to keep those without families in the Han tribe, but we can’t just watch them become slaves of the Tartars!” Yue Buqun gently stroked Liao Yuejun’s freshly washed smooth skin while speaking with compassion.

Liao Yuejun was confused for a while, and her thoughts were not so clear. Instead, she lay in Yue Buqun's arms and said, "You are so kind that you actually found a way out for these people."

"But will the merchants in Guanzhong agree? Will the nobles of those tribes agree? Will the garrisons here agree?"

Yue Buqun laughed loudly: "Everything depends on human effort!"

Seeing that the temperature was almost right, Yue Buqun immediately turned over and pressed down.

"Don't touch me, you haven't showered yet!"

"Jun'er, if we return to Huashan, will you marry me?"

"..."

……

That night.

Yue Buqun finally took a bath with Liao Yuejun.

Water is very precious here, and some people who don't know Yue Buqun's identity even have many complaints.

What kind of status and status does he have to take a bath twice a day?
When they got here, they never took a bath.

"Sir, I have something to discuss with Mr. Zhou!" The leader of the caravan led Yue Buqun to a courtyard to pay a visit to the big boss there.

Mr. Zhou's residence is, on the contrary, no different from the residences of wealthy people in the mainland. It is not luxurious, but it is well-organized and presentable.

As Yue Buqun walked along, he had something in mind.

Mr. Zhou sat on the armchair with an indifferent expression. He glanced at Yue Buqun and said calmly, "People under Yue Buqun?"

Yue Buqun smiled slightly: "I am Yue Buqun!"

Mr. Zhou was holding the tea bowl, and his pretentious posture was disrupted by a start. He almost threw the tea bowl out of his hand. He immediately stood up and said anxiously: "You are indeed caught in the caravan!"

He took a deep breath, straightened his face, put on a tough attitude, put down the tea bowl, bowed and smiled, "Next week, Hucheng will meet Master Yue of Huashan."

Yue Buqun smiled slightly, bowed and said: "Yue Buqun greets Mr. Zhou."

(End of this chapter)