The story of silver lock and golden bell gl

Jin Ling rushed down from the mountain, and the flames below were shining brightly. Xiang Suiyu stood in the formation, surrounded by his generals, and kept giving orders.The subordinates moved accordingly, and after a while, the army pulled out of the camp and marched to Wubao with the prisoners.

Xiang Suiyu was lifted by someone lightly, and it was much easier. Wang Caoqin followed beside him, holding a mace, and waved at Jinling.

Jin Ling followed and said in a low voice, "Master."

"feel better now?"

Jin Ling said: "Skin wounds have stopped bleeding and scabbed."

Xiang Suiyu nodded and said: "Xiang Wulang ran away, you should be more careful from now on."

Jin Ling wondered: "Be careful of him? Why?"

Xiang Suiyu said: "Since ancient times, women have always been the easiest to take revenge. Although you are good at martial arts, most people can't get rid of this idea. Who knows what methods he will use to plot against you?"

Jin Ling nodded, followed half a step behind him, and asked: "Master... just asked me to kill the envoy, but you suspect that he is the real Po Dolan?"

Xiang Suiyu snorted, slightly displeased, and said: "In the end, I guessed right, he is Po Dolan."

"He is so bold that he went to you alone."

Xiang Suiyu said: "That's right. It's really bold..."

"How did master see the flaw? I... I have been in the Xianbei camp several times, but I have never seen it."

Xiang Suiyu said: "I can't blame you for this matter. Po Dolan used to guard the border in the north, and only I had heard of him. When I went to their camp, I suddenly remembered something, so I saw the flaw. "

"what's up?"

"You should know that Gao Huan, the prime minister of the Eastern Wei Dynasty, was also called He Liuhun, right?"

"know."

Xiang Suiyu smiled slightly, and said: "Many high-ranking officials in the Eastern Wei Dynasty catered to He Liuhun's taste, and thought of a Xianbei surname for themselves, and gave themselves a Xianbei name to show a clear line between them and the Han people."

"Hmm... and Manzi's surname."

"That's right, and Manzi's surname, counting the ancestors. But if it is not like this, Gao Huan will not like it. If you want to get ahead, you must forget the ancestors. The ancestral tablet is not edible, but being famous is a real benefit. So this Po Dolan , is such a Han with a Xianbei surname. But I have never seen Po Duolan before, so I am not sure if he is of mixed race."

"I see……"

Xiang Suiyu nodded slightly, and said: "And that General Xianbei may be a warlord, maybe a staff officer, maybe just a general. But I'm not sure, I'll kill them all... Fortunately, you came."

Jin Ling shook her head slightly, and said: "Master's move is too risky. What if we kill Po Dolan but can't get out of the enemy line?"

Xiang Suiyu seemed to hear something funny, couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, good question, then what are you doing here?"

Jin Ling frowned slightly, and said: "Master is the master of Wushan, guarding one side. I'm just a ranger."

Xiang Suiyu sighed: "Forget it... It's good or bad it was killed, and it couldn't be killed. It's just that we two died together in the rebellion..."

"I remember it was the second uncle who threw me out, did Master find the second uncle?"

Shaking his head to Suiyu, he said, "I've sent someone to check on the corpse... Huh, it's best not to."

"Disciples can check in person."

Xiang Suiyu reached out his hand to stop, "No, the disaster will probably last for thousands of years, this guy will probably run away first by himself, you should rest well, after two days... I must send you to thank you in person, sending someone else is not enough courtesy."

When did Mr. Wangchuan make his words so clear, now he has to explain every sentence, as if he wants to clear the relationship.

After hearing this, Jin Ling was secretly happy, thinking that he would be able to meet Yin Suo in person.She bowed and said: "Yes, I must personally thank the Second Martial Uncle for saving my life."

After the most ugly time, the wooden bridge by the river was reconnected, and the prisoners were escorted back to Wubao to be imprisoned. Jin Ling wanted to stay and help, but was stopped by Han'er Lian'er, who rushed forward crying.Taking advantage of the situation, Xiang Suiyu asked the two to take Jinling back to rest.Han'er and Lian'er begged and procrastinated, and finally put the golden bell on the bed to sleep peacefully.

Jinling still remembered the agreement between Maoshi and Aman, and woke up on time.Han'er and Lian'er were still guarding outside, both of them seemed to be asleep, when Jin Ling woke up, she heard Ye Xiao's mournful cry, she immediately followed out.

Not surprisingly, she saw Oman who was similar in shape to Yinsuo.She didn't wear a face scarf today, so Jin Ling could see her face clearly.She looks a bit like Xiao Sanmi, with big blue eyes, deep-set eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and a very flamboyant beauty.She remembered that Aman was Helian's lover, and she couldn't help feeling a little fonder again.

"Oman."

"Subordinates are here."

Jin Ling took out the torch from his bosom, and said, "Fortunately, I'm still alive, otherwise I would have to trouble you to rummage through the pile of corpses."

Aman raised his head and said, "Where will I let you die? I was about to rush in yesterday, but I seemed to see the leader... I didn't dare to move, and the leader really rescued you."

Jin Ling smiled slightly, handed the torch order into her hands, and said: "I will come to thank the leader of your sect someday."

Aman was slightly surprised and blinked.I'm used to being called "Demon Cult" by southerners, but I'm still a little unaccustomed to hearing the honorific title suddenly.

Seeing that she didn't leave, Jin Ling wondered, "Why?"

Aman hesitated a little, and said: "The clothes you wore before are the clothes of the young master."

Jin Ling said: "Of course yes, do you have any questions?"

Aman said: "The clothes are in tatters now, and this subordinate wants to take the clothes back, so as not to let others handle them."

Jin Ling wondered, "You can't handle it?"

Aman shook his head and said: "Even the weapons of this religion are polished by the members themselves. It is not easy for my religion to gain a foothold. I hope you will understand."

"But……"

Aman smiled and said: "If you think this dress is good, you can ask Yingyue Youshi for another one. She has a lot of clothes."

Jinling thought for a while, then agreed, went back to the house and gave Aman the clothes that hadn't been washed yet, and said, "I'll go find the silver lock in two days."

Oman lowered his head and said, "Yes, my subordinates will leave."

Jin Ling went back to the bed, lay down for a while, asked Han'er and Lian'er, and found out that Xiang Suiyu had been in Wubao last night and hadn't come back.She walked slowly into Wubao from the back mountain, and along the way, people bowed and called her "Young Master", which made her think of Hu'er who was a hundred miles away.

She found Xiang Suiyu and saw that he was talking to a young man, so she said: "Master."

Seeing her coming, Xiang Suiyu smiled slightly and said, "Jinling, you're up. Come and see, this little brother is Wen Qi. I asked him to pretend to be me and hold my elder brother back, and he escaped by himself. I heard from Caoqin that he saw through my elder brother's retreat and knocked him out, which is a great achievement."

Jin Ling bowed slightly, "Congratulations to Master for winning a young hero."

She raised her eyes to look at Wen Qi, and saw that this person was quite familiar, she frowned and thought for a while, but found that Wen Qi looked at her not very friendly, and when she looked closely, he had already lowered his head.

"Wen Shaoxia, have we met?"

Yu Wenyou was taken aback, and tried hard to remember whether Jinling had seen him in Jianye City, but he couldn't remember.Yuwen is getting older, and he is no longer the child he used to be. He is quite disturbed, and he hopes that Jinling will remember him and share with him the whereabouts of his brothers, and he hopes that Jinling will not remember his face at all. , so that he would have a chance to vent his anger on behalf of the little dragon king.

"No... how is it possible? I am a refugee, how could I have met Young Master Wushan?"

Jin Ling didn't want to say much, she nodded and said, "Master, what can I do for you?"

Xiang Suiyu said: "I have ordered everything that should be ordered. I am going to rest. There is nothing left and right, so you can go around."

"Yes."

Wang Caoqin pushed Xiang Suiyu into the inner room, came out after a while, and said: "Young Master, Wen Qi, Master Xing has fallen asleep, let's go out."

Jin Ling nodded and walked in the front, followed by the others.Yu Wenyou was dragged around by Wang Caoqin and met many people. He suddenly felt embarrassed, and then remembered the tasks assigned to him by Kang Luhe, and remembered that he was still a spy. Perfunctory with Wang Caoqin.

Among the many people he saw, there were no friends from his past. After saying goodbye to Wang Caoqin, he couldn't help but feel lost.

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Yuwen."

He widened his eyes and said happily, "Who is it?"

But when he saw who was coming, his heart suddenly turned cold, "Young master, young master...?!"

Jin Ling sneered, "Yu Wenyou, I knew it was you."

Yu Wen didn't know what secrets he had leaked, he gritted his teeth and said, "What advice does the young master have?"

Jin Ling said: "I don't dare to be taught. What are you doing in Wushan?"

Yu Wen said: "There is no way out, let's just eat."

He didn't know what Jin Ling knew about him, he raised his eyes to look at her, but seeing her indifferent face, he didn't know what to think in his heart.

"I remember that you hate me very much, you came to Wushan...what are you planning?"

Seeing that the matter was brought to light, Yuwen made a decision in an instant, risking being kicked out of Wushan, and sneered, "The young master still remembers me as a pawn, so do you still remember the little dragon king?"

Jin Ling said lightly: "Of course I remember."

"I came here to see for the little Dragon King, how her little benefactor, whom she has been thinking of so much, can produce a good law."

Jin Ling was hesitant, and wanted to tell Yu Wenyou that the little dragon king was fine, not only was there nothing wrong with it, but he had already avenged his "little benefactor" with her, and the two had formed many new "grievances".It's just that this is Wubao's sphere of influence, and her ears and eyes are everywhere, she must be extremely careful when she speaks, and she must not expose the traces of Yinsuo.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Yu Wenyou didn't know how to continue.

Jin Ling hesitated and said, "Do you know that Ah Qi worships under my Third Master Uncle?"

He was about to say he knew, when he suddenly remembered that he knew about it during the battle of Shangyong, and Jin Ling must not let Jinling know about it, so he pretended to be surprised and said: "Then, how did I find him?! "

Jin Ling shook her head and said: "When I see Third Martial Uncle, I will tell you the story."

Yuwen couldn't get angry for a while, and said in a low voice: "Oh... oh... thank you, young master..."

Jin Ling was about to leave, but suddenly lowered her voice and said: "Little Dragon King...she is still alive."

"What?!" Yu Wenyou took two steps forward and asked, "Have you seen her? Is she okay? Where is she? Did she suffer? Did she see you? Is she happy? You... You... where did you put her?"

Jin Ling glanced at him and said: "I don't know anything else, if my master finds out about this, the Little Dragon King might die immediately."

Yuwen hurriedly shut up, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I will forget about it immediately."

Only then did Jin Ling nod, "I'll help you find Ah Qi, don't mention her in Wushan again."

Yuwen was still waiting for a guarantee, but Jinling disappeared in a flash, leaving him alone, happy and worried at the same time.

The author has something to say: Boss Xiang is doing amazing assists again and again without knowing it√