Chapter 137 Qingyun Temple

Although they captured He Yun and the Headless General, neither of them spoke a word. Zhao Ji and Di Renjie felt a little disappointed.

However, the purpose of this trip was achieved, and Di Renjie and Zhao Ji were preparing to escort He Yun back to Enji Manor.

Tomorrow morning, after exposing the lies of the Headless General to the villagers, I can return to Beijing to report.

"Let's go back to Enji Manor." Di Renjie ordered.

But Li Yuanfang looked around and suddenly found something wrong, so he asked, "Sir, where is that hybrid horse?"

Zhao Ji and Di Renjie also reacted. They were so focused on catching He Yun that they forgot about the horse that was leading the way.

"Sir, why don't you take He Yun back to Enji Manor first, and Yuan Fang and I will stay here to look for it." Zhao Ji suggested.

Di Renjie frowned, as he remembered the previous experience of tracking horse footprints. The horse footprints always disappeared inexplicably in Mangshan. Perhaps he could discover something this time by following the horse tracks.

"I remember Hun Qing'er went all the way north. Let's follow this road north and see what we can find. Zeng Tai, you take people to send He Yun back to Enji Manor and make sure he is safe." Di Renjie made a decision.

"Yes." Zeng Tai agreed quickly, and the two groups went their separate ways.

Zhao Ji, Di Renjie and his party carried torches and followed the horse hoof prints, chasing all the way north. Soon they caught up with the leisurely strolling Hun Qing'er.

"Sir, I found it. I'll catch it back." Li Yuanfang said anxiously.

Di Renjie stopped Li Yuanfang and shook his head, saying, "No, let it go on and we'll continue to follow it."

Li Yuanfang was confused by Di Renjie's decision, but Zhao Ji seemed to be thinking about it. Perhaps Hasnul's hiding place could bring some surprises.

Hun Qing'er soon came to a shallow river with gravel beaches on both sides.

It crossed the river easily, but blocked Di Renjie and his companions on the other side.

"Sir, we seem to have walked near here before. Because of the terrain around here, the horse hoof prints disappear every time we get here." Li Yuanfang barely recognized this place with the light of the torch.

Di Renjie looked at Hun Qing'er who was still walking slowly on the other side of the river, and the mountains not far away, and thought: "Is Mangshan not far away?"

"Yes, it seems to be the highest peak of Mangshan, Shouyang Mountain." Zhao Ji took a look and replied.

Di Renjie estimated the width of the river, which was about 40 to 50 feet wide, and asked, "Chengyuan, Yuanfang, can you cross the river?"

Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang estimated the width of the river and answered in unison: "It is crossable."

Di Renjie nodded and said, "You guys continue to follow Hunqing and see where it is going. I will go back to Enji Manor and wait for you."

"Yes." Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang obeyed the order. They both flew up and crossed the river using light skills.

Di Renjie watched the two men cross the river and saw their backs disappear before he led his men back to Enji Manor.
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Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang followed Hun Qing'er all the way and slowly entered Mangshan, and unexpectedly came to a Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is not big and is located in a remote area, as if it has been uninhabited all year round.

Hun Qing'er stopped in front of the gate of the Taoist temple and cried softly, apparently he had reached his destination.

It was already dawn, and Li Yuanfang carefully identified the words on the plaque on the door of the Taoist temple.

"Qing...Yun...Temple." He recited the name of the Taoist temple word by word.

"It seems that this is the hiding place of the Headless General." Zhao Ji said in a deep voice.

"Chengyuan, shall we go in and take a look?" Li Yuanfang suggested.

Before Zhao Ji could answer, an accident happened.

It was not known whether it was the sound of Hun Qing'er's horse hooves or his neighing that had disturbed the people inside the temple. Two young Taoist priests in Taoist robes pushed open the door and came out to check the situation.

Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang quickly dodged and hid behind some old pines. "Strange, why is there only one horse back? Where is the Hasnuer?" a Taoist priest muttered in confusion.

Another Taoist priest seemed more alert: "The people are gone, only the horses are back, something must have happened."

While whispering, the two of them took Hun Qing'er into the Taoist temple and quickly closed the door.

Li Yuanfang frowned and turned to Zhao Ji to discuss: "They seem to have noticed something. Should we report to the Lord first and ask him to lead people to surround this place?"

Zhao Ji thought for a moment and shook his head: "It's too late. They have already discovered that Hasnul is in trouble. If we go back to inform the adults, they would have passed the news to the master long ago."

"What should we do then?" Li Yuanfang asked.

Zhao Ji observed the size of the Taoist temple from front to back and estimated that there wouldn't be too many people inside.

So he made up his mind: "There is only one way now. The two of us must control these people in the Taoist temple, and then go back to inform the adults."

Li Yuanfang nodded: "We have no choice but to give it a try."

Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang quietly moved to the corner of the back wall of Qingyun Temple, and then they jumped into the temple.

As luck would have it, they fell right behind the two Taoists who were leading the horses. The two Taoists came to the backyard and were about to tie the horses in the stable.

The two Taoists heard the noise behind them, and when they turned around, they saw Zhao Ji and Li Yuanfang had swords at their necks.

"If you want to live, don't scream. How many people are there in your temple?" Zhao Ji said half threateningly and half asking.

If ordinary monks or Taoists encountered a similar situation, they would inevitably scream or beg for mercy loudly.

The two Taoists seemed unusually calm, not afraid at all, and even mocked Zhao Ji: "Where did these thieves come from? How dare they come to Qingyun Temple to cause trouble."

As they were talking, one of the Taoists, relying on his martial arts skills, actually wanted to turn the tables and capture Zhao Ji.

He suddenly shrank his head, dodged the sharp blade that Zhao Ji had placed on his neck, and swept his leg towards Zhao Ji.

In fact, when the Taoist priest dodged, Zhao Ji could easily kill him with his sword.

But Zhao wanted to leave the Taoist alive, so he did not kill him. He just dodged the Taoist's attack and hit him on the back of the neck with his elbow, making him faint.

Just as the other Taoist priest was about to move, Li Yuanfang grabbed his arm and he was unable to move.

Zhao Ji sneered: "Still two martial artists."

Then, he leaned over to check the left arm of the fainted Taoist priest, and indeed found a plum blossom tattoo, which meant he was an inner guard again.

When Li Yuanfang saw Zhao Ji's actions, he also found the plum blossom on the left arm of another Taoist priest.

When the Taoist saw Zhao Ji's movements and skills, he knew that the two people in front of him were not ordinary people.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Ji walked up to the man and said coldly, "I should ask you, how many of your internal guards are still here? What is your mission here?"

The Taoist priest hesitated and did not speak. Zhao Ji saw this and drew his sword to his neck.

Zhao Ji threatened expressionlessly, "Just now I was afraid of accidentally hurting a good person, so I showed mercy. Now that it is confirmed that it is an internal guard, it doesn't matter. I will count to three. If you don't tell me, I will send you to death."

As he spoke, Zhao Ji exerted a little force with his hands and seemed to accidentally cut the skin on the Taoist's throat.

The Taoist priest quickly begged for mercy: "Don't do it, I will explain, I will explain."

(End of this chapter)