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Far mountains, setting sun, a winding path snaking through the twilight hills. A slightly dilapidated inn stood at the edge of a wooded slope. Remember [Complete Book Divine Station] for a second. Mobile users enter the address:

A man now named Mu Yi stood in the open space near the inn's entrance, splitting firewood that resembled a small mountain. The split wood was piled up in a similar, mountainous fashion. He was tall and worked in silence, showing no signs of sweat. His face was originally tattooed, but later covered in scars, turning one half of his handsome face into a terrifying and ferocious sight. At first glance, he often appeared frightening.

This small mountain range was called Jiu Mu Ridge. A small inn and three or five families comprised everything around it. When the Jurchens marched south, this area was affected. The surrounding people either left or scattered. Jiu Mu Ridge was remote, so the original inhabitants didn't leave, thinking they could escape unnoticed. However, a small Jurchen scouting party visited and killed everyone. Later, some displaced people came to live here. Mu Yi and his wife, Xu Jinhua, were the first to arrive and clean up the small inn.

Amidst the dangers of war, the desolate mountains occasionally saw some traffic: merchants taking risks, and wandering martial artists. They would stop here, have a quick meal, and leave a few coins. Mu Yi was tall, and the tattoo marks under the scars were still vaguely visible. Those seeking peace didn't cause trouble here.

Days passed like this. When the Jurchens moved north, they didn't choose this route. Living on this small mountain range, one could occasionally hear news from the outside world. Now, in the heat of summer, it even gave people the feeling of living a quiet life. He split the wood, and as he was about to carry a bundle inside, the sound of hooves came from one end of the road.

A group of five people were coming along the mountain path, all dressed as martial artists, carrying sticks, knives, and spears, and covered in dust. Seeing the setting sun, one of them on horseback said, "Brother Xu, it's getting late. There's an inn ahead. Let's rest here!"

Others echoed in agreement. These five had been traveling for a day and were already tired. One of them was breathing erratically, while only the leader had a long, steady breath, and his martial arts could barely be considered entry-level. Mu Yi glanced at them and, when the five looked over, carried the firewood inside silently with his head down.

It was only shortly after the war. On such wild and desolate mountains, travelers feared encountering black-hearted inns, and innkeepers feared encountering bandits. Mu Yi's physique and scars made him look like a bad guy. The five discussed it outside the inn for a while before finally entering. At this time, Mu Yi came out again to carry firewood, and his wife, Xu Jinhua, greeted them with a smile: "Ah, five guests, are you here for a meal or a stay?" On this kind of desolate mountain, one couldn't rely on running an inn to make a living, but the arrival of guests always provided some supplement.

The men had Mu Yi lead the horses to feed them grass and told Xu Jinhua to prepare some food, wine, and meat, and also requested two rooms. During this time, the Xu-named man stared at Mu Yi's figure, and after a moment, turned to his companions and said, "Just an ordinary man with some strength, no martial arts." The other four were relieved.

Without worries in their hearts, the men went upstairs to put away their luggage, and when they came down again, their voices had become louder, and the small space of the inn had become a bit more lively. Mu Yi's current wife, Xu Jinhua, was already cheerful and lively. When serving wine and meat, she inquired about the men's origins. These martial artists weren't secretive. They were all from Jing Prefecture and had come out together to participate in a grand martial arts event. Judging from their expressions, it wasn't anything unsavory.

At this time, the country was in difficulty. Although most people were mediocre, there were also many passionate people who hoped to do something through various actions. Seeing that they were this kind of martial artists, Xu Jinhua was somewhat relieved. It was already late, and the stars and moon had risen outside. In the mountains, the howls of animals could be faintly heard. The five men discussed while eating, and at some point, the sound of hooves rang out outside the door again. The men frowned, hearing the hooves stop outside the inn.

The newcomer dismounted, pushed the door open, and Xu Jinhua, sitting at the counter, turned to look. This time, three men in tight martial arts outfits entered. Their clothes were somewhat old, but at a glance, those three figures were not easy to deal with. The leader was also tall and straight, somewhat similar to Mu Yi, with bright eyes and sharp, solemn gaze. There were a few small scars on his face, and a mixed copper long staff on his back. It was clear he was a martial artist who had experienced battles.

These three came in, exchanged glances with the Xu-named five, and the man with the long staff turned to Xu Jinhua and said, "Landlady, a meal, a stay, two rooms. Help feed the horses too." He directly put down a piece of silver.

Looking at the piece of silver, Xu Jinhua nodded repeatedly and said, "Husband, husband, go help these gentlemen feed the horses!"

As she spoke, a low voice came from the side door: "Okay." A figure went out from the side door. The woman frowned, then quickly arranged rooms for the three. One of the three carried their luggage upstairs, and the other two found a square table to sit down. Xu Jinhua ran to the kitchen and brought out some rice wine, and when she went back inside to prepare food, she saw her husband was already there.

"Husband, three more people have come. Aren't you going out to take a look?"

In the past, when martial artists came to these mountains, Mu Yi would often go out to intimidate them. Even if they couldn't see his depths, with such a tall man with tattoos and scars, they would likely avoid causing trouble. But this time, Xu Jinhua saw her man sitting on the stool at the door, shaking his head wearily. After a moment, he said in a low voice, "You go, it's okay."

Xu Jinhua paused slightly, then nodded.

Lin Chong had been rescued by Xu Jinhua after being seriously injured in the Liangshan incident, and had been away from the martial world and killing for several years, but how could he not recognize him now? The man with the mixed copper long staff was his former brother, "Nine-Tattooed Dragon" Shi Jin.

Xu Jinhua naturally wouldn't know these things. She then prepared food and sent it to the people outside. Inside the inn, it was quiet now. The Xu-named five were looking over here, whispering to each other. The three here didn't speak, burying their heads in eating and drinking. After a while, the Xu-named middle-aged man stood up and walked over here, cupping his fist and saying, "May I ask, is this the Eight-Armed Dragon King Shi from Chifeng Mountain?"

Shi Jin frowned and stood up: "That's me. May I ask who you are..."

"My name is Xu Qiang, and my brothers and I are from Jing Prefecture. We've long admired the name of the Eight-Armed Dragon King. When the Jurchens were here, Brother Shi always fought against them. Not long ago, when the Jurchens retreated, I heard that Brother Shi led people straight into the Jurchen camp, personally killing dozens of Jurchens, and then fought his way out in a bloody battle, making the Jurchens tremble with fear. After hearing this, I wanted to meet Brother Shi, but I didn't expect to meet you here in this wild and desolate place."

Some news in the martial world may never be known, and some news, due to the spread of information, can quickly spread hundreds or thousands of miles. He spoke of this heroic deed, but Shi Jin's expression was not happy, and he waved his hand: "Brother Xu, please sit down."

Xu Qiang sat down generously: "I wonder where Brother Shi and these two good brothers are going."

"Just going back to the mountain to meet someone," Shi Jin said. "Brother Xu, is there anything you need?"

Seeing that he was getting straight to the point, Xu Qiang's face slightly froze, but then he smiled: "My brothers and I want to go to the Northwest to do something big." As he spoke, he pinched a few hand gestures, which were martial arts slang, implying that this event was a grand event summoned by a certain big figure. Those who understood would more or less understand the general idea.

Shi Jin nodded and didn't speak. The other party waited for a moment and said loudly: "Now the Jurchens are marching south, and my dynasty is in turmoil. The city of Bianliang has fallen, and the emperor has been captured by the Northern Kingdom. It's an unprecedented shame. But the reason for this unprecedented shame is that there is one main culprit. Do you know who?"

"I don't know who Brother Xu is talking about..."

"It's that shocking rebel, the great devil known as the Heart Demon, Ning Yi Ning Liheng!" Xu Qiang said this name through gritted teeth. "This person is not only an enemy of the martial world, but also worked under the traitor Qin SiYuan. To seek merit, the traitor allocated all the good weapons and armaments to his son Qin Shaoqian's account when the Jurchens first came south. At that time, the situation in Bianliang was critical, but millions of my Wu Dynasty people in the city united as one and drove back the Jurchens. After this battle, the late Emperor saw through his treachery and dismissed the traitor's faction, but he did not expect that this traitor had already seized the only army in the court that could fight. After the Western Army was disbanded, no one could control him, and he eventually committed the treasonous act of assassinating the emperor in the Golden Palace. If not for this, even if the Jurchens came south a second time, the late Emperor would have revived and clarified the bureaucracy, and Bianliang would have been able to defend! It can be said that my dynasty's hundreds of years of national fortune and tens of thousands of people in Bianliang were all lost at the hands of this rebellious traitor who deserves to be killed a thousand times!"

His words were passionate and resounding. In the end, he tapped the wooden table twice with his fingers. The four men at the nearby table nodded repeatedly. If not for this thief, how could Bianliang have been easily breached by the Jurchens? Shi Jin nodded, already clear: "You're going to kill him."

"The hundreds of millions of people of the Wu Dynasty all have an irreconcilable hatred for him! This demon is now hiding in the desolate mountains of the Northwest, and he is facing a dilemma as the Western Xia people are coming south. We can take advantage of the situation when we go there. At that time, we will either kill this demon, or capture his family and take them to Jiangning to be executed to celebrate the new Emperor's enthronement!"

Zhang Bangchang, who was forced to be a false emperor by the Jurchens, dared not act rashly. Now the Wu Dynasty court has moved to Jiangning, and the news of the new Emperor's succession has spread. Xu Qiang said here, cupping his fist: "The martial world all say that the Eight-Armed Dragon King Shi is highly skilled in martial arts and hates evil. Today, it's just a coincidence that we met. If Brother Shi can come along with this grand event, with Brother Shi's skills, the possibility of this demon being captured will definitely increase. If Brother Shi and your two brothers are interested, we might as well go together."

Xu Qiang looked at Shi Jin. His martial arts were not bad, and he was considered a master in Jing Prefecture, but his reputation was not prominent. But if he could find this Eight-Armed Dragon King who charged into the Jurchen camp to travel with him, or even become friends or brothers after sparring, his reputation would naturally greatly increase. But he saw Shi Jin also looking over, looking at him for a moment, and shaking his head.

"I'm sorry, I still have important matters to attend to. I can't go to kill the Heart Demon. I can only wish Brother Xu success and kill the rebellious traitor." After saying these words, he added after a while, "But the Heart Demon is full of tricks, Brother Xu, and all of you must be careful."

Xu Qiang was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Of course, of course, no forcing, no forcing. However, no matter how tricky the Heart Demon is, he is not a god. When we go, we have already put life and death out of our minds. This person is going against the tide, and we are acting on behalf of heaven, so we are not afraid of him!"

When he said the four words "acting on behalf of heaven", Shi Jin frowned. Then Xu Qiang and the other four laughed and said some passionate words. Soon after, this dinner ended, and everyone returned to their rooms. Speaking of the Eight-Armed Dragon King's attitude, Xu Qiang and others were still somewhat puzzled. By the time the second day had not yet dawned, everyone got up and set off. Xu Qiang invited Shi Jin once again, and then left the meeting point. After both sides left this small inn, one of the people next to Xu Qiang looked over here and spat.

"Bah, what Eight-Armed Dragon King, I think he's just trying to gain fame!"

On the other side, Shi Jin's horse turned a mountain road, he frowned, and looked back. The brother next to him couldn't stand the attitude of Xu Qiang and the five others and said: "These guys don't know the immensity of heaven and earth! Brother Shi, do you want me to chase after them and teach them a lesson!"

Shi Jin shook his head: "I also have some grudges with that Heart Demon, but I can't tell if he's good or bad now." He took a long breath, "These people aren't bad people, I'm just afraid they won't come back..."

All the horses ran far in both directions. In front of the small inn, Lin Chong came out from the darkness. He looked into the distance. The sky outside the east was already showing a faint white. After a moment, he also sighed a long sigh.

Beyond the far mountains, there are countless far mountains...

While Xu Qiang and others, including more martial artists, quietly came to the Northwest, north of Lüliang, the Jin general Ci Bushi had completely cut off several smuggling trade routes leading to Lüliang--now the Jin emperor Wu Qimai was very taboo about this kind of collusion between Jin people and Han people privately. Now it was in the limelight, and it was not difficult to cut off this already difficult route in a short time with high-pressure policies.

On the southwest side, the Western Xia general Ji La Seile also adopted high-pressure policies against refugees and merchants coming and going in the mountains. Once caught, they would definitely be beheaded and displayed to the public. It was already June in the lunar calendar. Li Qianshun had taken Yuanzhou and was also clearing Huanzhou to block the activity base of the Western Army Zhong Lie and cut off all his retreats. Within Western Xia, more troops were being transported here. The Western Xia army at this time, excluding battle losses, had reached 130,000. Coupled with the Han army that had been incorporated after stabilizing the situation during this period, the scale of the entire army had already reached more than 200,000.

This was a number that even the Jin people would find difficult to shake easily.

The grain reserves in places like Little Cang River and Green Wood Stronghold were almost exhausted. Although the wheat on the river beach was gradually ripening, everyone knew that these things would not last long. Green Wood Stronghold also had wheat, but it was still a long way from feeding the people of the stronghold. With the reduction in each person's food ration and the severance of trade routes, both sides were already under great pressure.

In the morning, in the courtyard on the hillside, Ning Yi brought thin porridge and pancakes into the room and ate breakfast with Su Tan'er, who was lying in bed, with some pickles. Su Tan'er had fallen ill. In the past six months, she had lost twenty pounds in charge of the entire valley's supplies, especially as the grain reserves gradually ran out, she had little appetite. Every day, if Ning Yi didn't come to accompany her, she would find it extremely difficult to swallow food.

Ning Yi couldn't say much about Su Tan'er's lack of appetite. The couple shouldered many things together, and the enormous pressure was not something ordinary people could understand. If it was just psychological pressure, she would not have collapsed. It was only in the past few days that she had her period, and her resistance was weak, so she had some illness and fever. During breakfast, Ning Yi suggested transferring her responsibilities to him, anyway, there were not much materials in the valley, and the uses had been distributed long ago, but Su Tan'er shook her head and refused.

She said with a smile: "I remembered the matter of the family seizing the royal merchant in Jiangning."

At that time, she was shouldering the affairs of the entire Su family, and she was exhausted and eventually fell ill. Ning Yi took on everything for her. This time, she fell ill again, but she was unwilling to let go of the things in her hands.

Far away from the window, Little Cang River wound by, and on one side of the river beach, large fields of wheat waves were gradually turning yellow.

In the sixth lunar month, the wheat was about to be harvested.

An atmosphere of high pressure and unbearable summer heat was shrouding the Northwest.

"The time is almost here, right?" After drinking a small mouthful of porridge, she looked out the window, and Ning Yi also glanced over.

"...Yes, almost."

The couple chatted idly. After a while, Ning Xi dragged a small basket and ran in, showing them a few wild vegetables she had picked in the morning, and at the same time applying to go out to find food with a little girl named Min Chuyi in the afternoon to subsidize the family. Ning Yi smiled and agreed.

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