It was the fourth day, and everything he should do in the poor village where Beishui lived. During this period, not only did he build beds for each household, but Chu Xunyu also captured several wild boars and piglets to eat and keep the villagers. Wangchen spent two days writing many poems and document manuscripts for the village based on his memory of studying for many years, hoping that someone could teach them knowledge. Muyuan was not idle either. The fields here were not well planted. After all, they were not able to do it, and Muyuan would still be able to farm. Don’t forget that he was punished by Master Huitan to work all the way to Zhongnan Mountain, so he cleaned all the weeds and stones in the fields, and also took out many pastries that had been kept private for many years to share with the children, which made them very happy.

These days, Beishui came to each household with his back to repair doors, windows, eaves and other things. The people who stayed here were elderly and children. They were physically limited and could not do heavy work. Many houses had serious damage to the roofs of doors, windows and roofs, and it was leaking when it rained. They needed to get a bucket or a basin to collect water from below. Beishui guys repaired them one by one. There were not so many things for Gatong. Chu Xunyu asked him to stay and take care of the people and horses and rest. It had been four days since they were finished. At night, Muyuan moved his shoulders and sat with the other two in a tent while drinking tea and resting. While discussing the issue of going to the Central Plains early tomorrow morning, the main thing was to convince people with virtue and try to understand the reason and move them to their saviors as much as possible. Unless they had to do it, they would never implement the strategy of "knocking and running away if they were knocked out."

Early the next morning, Chu Xunyu and the other two knocked on the small wooden house where Beishui lived, but unexpectedly, Beishui did not invite them in. Mu Yuan stretched his head and looked at it. He was surprised that Beishui was a very particular person. The house was cleaned clean. Although the furnishings were simple, it was spotless. Beishui led them to the door and sat on the pile of firewood to talk. When Wangchen took the initiative to ask what Beishui planned to do next, Beishui asked in surprise: "What should I do? What should I do? Your affairs have already ended long ago. What else do I want to do? I have thanked you for helping the elderly and children in the village these days. You can go wherever you want, why do you come and ask me?"

Chu Xunyu took the initiative to express his thoughts on going to the Central Plains, and also stated that this was the last wish of the old senior. He hoped that Beishui could leave here and he would write a book to him, ask him to take him out of the southern border, find Sun Mengqing, and then settle in the Central Plains. But unexpectedly, after saying that, Beishui neither agreed nor refused, but instead lowered his head and kept silent, as if he was thinking about something. This was unexpected by the three of them, because they had already made plans for Beishui's rejection and agreement, but he didn't expect that he remained silent and fell into a deadlock.

In the end, Beishui broke the deadlock first, but his answer was beyond the expectations of the three of them. He raised his head and said slowly: "Actually, I know that you three are all cultivators in the Central Plains, so don't hide it from me. I have seen some tricks with the old man for so long, and I also know that you three have to do something extraordinary when you come to southern Xinjiang. I have a suggestion that I will be your guide and replace Gatong. You can let him settle in the Central Plains in advance."

"Don't worry, wait until I finish talking." Beishui signaled the three of them to rest assured and continued, "Actually, I have thought about doing this for a long time. I have more advantages than Gatong. You can use me. First, I have lived in various parts of southern Xinjiang for a long time and make a living by opening a gambling shop. Therefore, I know all kinds of people and all races of all races. Gatong only knows the customs and conditions of Miao people and Dai people. They are a little unfamiliar with other people. And I know the language of several tribes. After all, this is my cost of eating, and I am better than Gatong. Second, I can protect and help you more than Gatong. Over the years, I have learned some crude cuckoos and surrender techniques with the old man, and have also seen some methods of cultivators. Therefore, not only can I protect myself and not cause trouble for you, but I can also simply remove some cuckoos and surrender, which can help you more. What do you think?"

These remarks really surprised the three of them. I didn't expect him to say this. In fact, when I turned around and thought about it carefully, Beishui was indeed more suitable to be my guide than Gatong, but one thing was not good, that is, if the situation was urgent and Beishui was not protected, how could he explain to the old man under the Nine Springs? Beishui smiled and asked Wangchen: "Brother, you just said that all races in the world should be the same, treat them equally. You have promised Gatong's uncle to protect him and also promised the old man to protect me. So if there is a mistake under your hands, you are also ashamed of his uncle? Do you treat me differently because the old man saved you? Discrimination against Gatong is your original intention?"

"No, no, no, we have never been treated equally." Wangchen quickly denied that the three of them had never thought like this before.

However, Chu Xunyu will always be wary. He hit the nail on the head and asked Beishui: "Why are you following us to explore southern borders? You know more about the dangers in this place than Gatong. If you don't say anything else, I have said that I will take care of the village just now, so what else can you be assured?" Chu Xunyu said these last few words very seriously. He must understand the purpose of Beishui following the three of them, because Chu Xunyu vaguely felt that Beishui was not that simple, but he couldn't say why. What else could he do if he was a mortal? What's more, even if the old man was a great master, he had already returned to the dust. Even if he had the ability of the heaven, it would be a memory. Beishui, the owner of the gambling house, had nothing to do with money throughout his life, not only to make himself live well, but to make the villagers live better. Isn't it contrary to common sense to have Chu Xunyu and his generous and selfless support?

Beishui really thought about it and threw out another amazing grand statement. He asked the three of them: "Don't hide it from me, are you here in southern Xinjiang to find that lost golden city?"

All three were stunned. Unexpectedly, how Beishui understood this matter, Beishui smiled coldly: "You still need to guess this kind of thing? You can find a three-year-old child in southern Xinjiang. Nine out of ten Han people who came to southern Xinjiang were to find the Golden City, and the remaining one was appointed by the court to be an official."

"Then what does this matter have to do with you?" Chu Xunyu obviously didn't understand the barrier. "Do you want to find it too?"

"It doesn't matter whether I want to go or not. What's important is how do you find clues?"

"What? Do you know where you mean?" Mu Yuan heard the meaning of Beishui.

"It's in the ancient songs passed down from word to word of mouth to word of the Miao people." Beishui hit the nail on the head.

"How do you know?" Chu Xunyu sneered in his heart, knowing that this person is not simple.

Beishui pointed to the tomb of the old man on the mountain not far away, "The old man is a Miao man. I was raised by him since I was a child. I have known this secret for so many years. He is old and naturally remembers more lyrics of ancient songs than ordinary people."

"Oh?" Mu Yuan was overjoyed. This old man was a great master. His methods were superb and Miao people. He knew very well and should have asked quickly, "Then, did the old man pass on the secret of the Golden City to you?"

"That's not."

"Isn't this nonsense?" Mu Yuan spread his hands helplessly.

"But I know who he passed it to." Beishui seemed to be planning to speak in shock today. He told a shocking secret for the third time, "I don't plan to hide anything from you today. Let me tell you all. This old man was taught by Baizhong in his lifetime. I don't know the name. Since I can remember, he asked me to call him "Hei Sangweng". Later, I don't know why he defected, but he has a daughter who was not taken away when he ran away and stayed in Baizhong. Baizhong in his sect because the old man was once a big man in charge, so he has always been afraid. Perhaps it was because Hei Sangweng's hands.

There are any important things or secrets of the Baizhong School, no one knows this. In short, the Baizhong School did not kill his daughter "Ou Chan" and stayed in the school. So over the years, he has been thinking about saving his daughter day and night. Otherwise, he would have taken me to the Central Plains long ago. Why did he wait until today, he passed all the content he knew about ancient songs to his daughter? I have seen Ou Chan learn to sing ancient songs with his own eyes several times, so I will take you deep into the Baizhong School and rescue his daughter. Not only can you understand the secrets of the Golden City, but also the regrets he had during his lifetime. How about it?”

"So that's it." Mu Yuan suddenly realized, "I said why did the old man always say 'It's a pity, it's a pity' in the end. It turned out that there was an orphan girl who was still in the world but could not meet. She was guilty, sin."

Chu Xunyu kept his usual calmness, restrained his inner joy, and asked quietly: "Then what does this have to do with you? Do you know how dangerous it is to go deep into the Baizhong School? What are the benefits of this kind of risking life to you?"

"Of course I know how dangerous the Baizhong School is." Beishui lowered his head for a while before he put up the last surprising sentence today, "She...she is my wife... we have been engaged since we were young...it is my wife, so of course I have to save him."

"Ah?" The three of them didn't expect that there would be something happening here. It turned out that Beishui had been engaged to the old man's daughter Ou Chan since childhood. No wonder this kid was unwilling to go to the Central Plains. His wife was detained by Baizhong Sect. Beishui also told the three that the old man had been trying to save people over the years, but his health was getting worse day by day. The injuries on his body were injured by other masters in the sect when he fled. So he was willing but not strong enough. At the same time, he also promised the three that as long as Ou Chan could be rescued, he would leave immediately. In return, he would ask Ou Chan to translate the ancient song into Chinese and teach you all, it depends on whether Chu Xunyu and the others agreed...
Chapter completed!