Chapter 2831: Old Immortal in the Ten Thousand Mountains

Just from Wu Feiyan's act of turning back, it is difficult for Ye Chen and Lin Wan'er to judge her intention.

Especially Lin Wan'er, who is worried that Wu Feiyan's leaving here is not really wanting to leave the Ten Thousand Mountains, but needs to find a new destination.

So, she said to Ye Chen: "Master, my father once said that the stone room where the Master's Master passed away later disappeared out of thin air and became traceless. He guessed that the Master's Master must have used great supernatural powers to hide that stone room or move it elsewhere. Wu Feiyan came to the Ten Thousand Mountains this time, most likely to find the whereabouts of that stone room."

Ye Chen nodded: "I also think it is unlikely that Wu Feiyan will leave the Ten Thousand Mountains so quickly. Perhaps she has already found some new clues."

Lin Wan'er said with some worry: "If Wu Feiyan can really find a way to make herself stronger from the relics left by the Master's Master, or find some pills and magic weapons useful to her, wouldn't her strength be even higher?"

Ye Chen said: "Meng Changsheng must have known what kind of character Wu Feiyan was before he died, so he must have tried his best to guard against it."

As he spoke, Ye Chen added: "Wu Feiyan didn't get the relics and inheritance left by Meng Changsheng back then. Now, although three hundred years have passed, I believe she still cannot break through the shackles left by Meng Changsheng to guard against her."

Lin Wan'er nodded gently, muttering to herself: "I hope so..."

At this time, Wu Feiyan was still heading west, with no intention of stopping at all.

At the same time, Ye Chen received news that the Boeing 777 Wu Feiyan took to Myanmar had taken off in Myanmar. Civil aviation software showed that the destination of this plane was Yongzhou Airport, about two hundred kilometers away from the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Combined with the fact that the van Wu Feiyan took was also driving in the direction of Yongzhou, Ye Chen suddenly exclaimed: "Wu Feiyan is leaving China!"

Lin Wan'er asked in surprise: "Why is she leaving so hastily? Could it be that she has already found what the Master's Master left behind?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "I don't know either, but Wu Feiyan left in an embarrassed and hasty manner, which doesn't look like a normal performance after a great harvest."

As he spoke, Ye Chen added: "And just like I said, Meng Changsheng must have been guarding against her when he was alive. There is no reason for her to find his relics so quickly, so I think Wu Feiyan suddenly wants to leave, and there should be hidden feelings."

Lin Wan'er couldn't figure it out, muttering: "Master, I always feel that there are some things that are not reasonable, and there are some places in logic that cannot be self-consistent."

Ye Chen said: "We are just sitting here discussing, it is impossible to figure out the real context of the matter. The best solution is to go there in person and find the clues we don't master."

After speaking, he stood up and said impatiently: "Since she wants to leave, then let's go! Her plane will arrive in Yongzhou in about two hours. We will go to the airport now and fly to Yongzhou! Maybe we can brush shoulders with her again at the airport!"

Seeing Ye Chen's urgent expression, Lin Wan'er said without hesitation: "I listen to your arrangements, Master!"

Ye Chen said: "I will notify the plane to get ready now."

An hour later, Ye Chen and Lin Wan'er took a plane to Yongzhou.

This time, he didn't ask Chen Zekai to change the shell to rent a business jet, but directly called the Ye family's private jet in Jin Ling.

The reason why he didn't cover it up anymore is because Ye Chen felt that this situation didn't need to worry about being discovered by Wu Feiyan

At this very moment, Wu Feiyan passed through security and customs using a Chinese passport she had prepared long ago, and sat in the VIP lounge, waiting for her plane with a heart full of trepidation.

Tension and panic caused the muscles in her legs to still be twitching even now.

And in her mind, those four deafening words from Meng Changsheng kept looping repeatedly: "Get out at once!"

These four words caused the depths of her soul to be shrouded in a profound fear.

She could not help but review the whole matter in her heart, racking her brains to analyze the possibility that Meng Changsheng was still alive.

She recalled the bits and pieces of when she became Meng Changsheng's disciple, and thought to herself: "Actually, thinking about it now, the Master never really thought much of me and my Senior Brother back then. If it weren't for us being hunted by the Qing army, I suppose the Master would not have appeared before us..."

"Thinking about it now, the Master taking the two of us as disciples was half to learn about the outside world from us, and half in the hope that we could do something for the Han people's empire. As for himself, he seemed to have never truly regarded us as his disciples..."

At this thought, Wu Feiyan's mind was pulled back more than three hundred years, and the situation when she and her Senior Brother Lin Zhulu were chased into the Ten Thousand Mountains by the Qing army surfaced in her mind.

Outside the Ten Thousand Mountains, tens of thousands of Qing cavalrymen raided overnight, hunting down the remnants of the Southern Ming and the Anti-Qing Society that fought side-by-side with them.

These cavalrymen wore Qing armor, held the Qing army's great banners, and wore the money-rat-tail braids that were vastly different from the Han people of the Southern Ming, forcing the group of remnants into the Ten Thousand Mountains all the way.

The Southern Ming remnants and the Anti-Qing Society suffered heavy losses; they fought and retreated all the way, and their casualties became increasingly severe, to the point that in the end, there were no other comrades left beside Lin Zhulu and Wu Feiyan.

The leader of a small Qing army unit was leading hundreds of cavalrymen in hot pursuit at this time, but due to the steep mountains and dense forests, they could only dismount and pursue on foot.

The leader shouted loudly, "Listen, you rebels inside! If you come out and surrender, I, Gaertu, can give you a quick death. Otherwise, if I catch you, I will surely send you to the capital to be executed by slow slicing!"

At this time, Wu Feiyan was being dragged by Lin Zhulu, running wildly through the forest, but a broken arrow was still stuck in Wu Feiyan's shoulder; this was caused by a Qing cavalry archer during their retreat.

Because the Qing army was skilled in mounted archery and specifically smeared the arrowheads with rotting corpse water, the arrowheads carried a large amount of viruses and bacteria. Wu Feiyan's wound was already pitch black, and foul-smelling pus kept seeping out. Every vibration of her body brought intense pain to her shoulder, and every time the intense pain struck, it made her whole body go limp, almost uncontrollably collapsing to the ground.

Fortunately, Lin Zhulu held her hand tightly and pulled her with all his might, which kept her from being caught by the enemy.

Wu Feiyan knew that the Qing army's bows and arrows were extremely vicious; after being hit, even if the injury wasn't fatal, the wound would cause systemic rot within a few days, thereby taking one's life.

Therefore, Wu Feiyan knew at this moment that her days were numbered.

Watching Lin Zhulu's speed slow down significantly in order to save her, she couldn't help but choke up and say, "Brother Zhulu, give Feiyan a quick death and escape on your own. Feiyan can no longer live; if you take Feiyan with you, you will only drag yourself down..."

Lin Zhulu said unswervingly, "I promised your brother to protect you safely. Even if I die in battle, I will die with you; otherwise, I will have no face to face Feiyang in the future."

Wu Feiyan cried and said, "Brother Zhulu, the Qing dogs are inhumane and have slaughtered countless people of the Great Ming. If you and I fall into their hands, we will surely wish we were dead. You might as well give Feiyan a quick death; it is better than Feiyan falling into their hands and being tortured and humiliated by them!"

Lin Zhulu gritted his teeth and said sternly, "Feiyan, you don't need to be afraid. If you and I truly have no way to escape, I will give you a quick death and then fight those Qing dogs to the end. I will never let you fall into their hands!"

At this time, Gaertu had led his men closer and closer. Seeing the black bloodstains left by Wu Feiyan, he laughed coldly, "Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, don't blame me, Gaertu, for being ruthless! Once the two of you fall into the hands of my brothers, these brothers of mine will definitely let that little beauty have a good time!"

Wu Feiyan was both shocked and angry, and she hissed, "Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you Qing dogs go! One day, our Great Ming will slaughter you all and drive your dog emperor out of the pass!"

Gaertu said coldly, "Your Great Ming? Your Great Ming is almost completely destroyed by us now! From now on, this will be the world of us Manchus! All Han people like you who do not submit to our Manchu Qing will be slaughtered by us!"

At this moment, a loud voice questioned, "What? You want to kill me, an old man, too?!"

As he spoke, an old man wearing a blue Daoist robe drifted down from above the forest, holding a long silver sword, looking indescribably majestic and solemn.

This person was Meng Changsheng.

Gaertu did not expect that this old man could drift down from the forest more than ten zhang high without any signs of injury, so he asked him vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Meng Changsheng said coldly, "A bunch of Tatars, what qualifications do you have to ask my name? You disturbed my cultivation and spoke wildly; today, all of you will leave your lives here to atone for your sins!"

Gaertu sneered, "You old man seem to have lived too long! Men, kill him for me!"

As soon as the words fell, the group of Qing soldiers drew their bows and arrows, aiming at Meng Changsheng.

Meng Changsheng mocked with disdain, "Mere bows and arrows, and you dare to show off in front of me? Die!"

After saying this, the long sword in his hand shook violently, instantly turning into dozens of spinning sword blades, whistling toward the hundreds of Qing soldiers.

Before these Qing soldiers understood what was happening, they were all decapitated in one fell swoop, and not a single one was left alive.

Not far away, Lin Zhulu and Wu Feiyan were both dumbfounded. Neither of them had ever seen someone with such powerful strength in their lives, and they thought they had encountered an immortal.

At this time, Meng Changsheng put away his long sword, came before the two, and asked, "Why are you two being chased by a group of Tatar soldiers?"

Lin Zhulu was the first to come to his senses and said hurriedly, "Junior Lin Zhulu, I pay my respects and thank the old immortal for saving our lives! My sister and I were resisting the Qing, but our strength was insufficient, and we were chased here by the Qing army. Thanks to the old immortal's intervention, otherwise, the two of us would likely not have survived today..."

Meng Changsheng frowned and questioned, "Don't the Tatars usually operate in the north? This is the Ten Thousand Mountains, already almost at the southernmost end of the Great Tang territory. How could the Tatars come here?"

"Great Tang?" Lin Zhulu blurted out, "Old immortal, it is no longer the Great Tang. The current dynasty is the Great Ming, and the Great Ming has unified China for over two hundred years. It is just that the great Han traitor Wu Sangui let the Qing army into the pass, and now, the Qing army has occupied most of China's territory..."

Meng Changsheng scolded coldly, "The Han people of today can't even defend their own empire?"