Yang Chengye glanced at Song Huiyun and thought to himself: "It can't be that coincidental, right?"

  "And besides, I've saved her twice already, maybe..."

  Yang Chengye thought about it and couldn't help but be a little wary of Song Huilin.

  "Sir, is there something on your mind?"

  Song Hui Lin asked Yang Cheng Ye.

  Yang Chengye shook his head and said, "Nothing, let's hurry up and save your father, I also want to get that jade Buddha."

  "Alright, young master, let's go."

  Song Hui Lin said as she turned her horse's head around, a faint mysterious smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

  Yang Chengye followed closely behind, galloping north towards Yanmen Pass.

  Yanmen Pass was originally an important pass of the Northern Song Dynasty, and it was once occupied by Yang Jiajiang to the north of Liao State. In his lifetime, Liao State did not set foot in Yanmen Pass.

  At that time, Yanmen Pass had been captured by the Jin Dynasty, and at that time, the Mongolian tribes were still very weak, so the Jin Dynasty did not take it seriously.

  Nowadays, various tribes in Mongolia are gradually becoming stronger and constantly at war with each other.

  Jin Guo was also afraid that the Mongolian tribes would attack Yumen Pass, which would put them in a precarious position of being attacked from both front and back. Therefore, they deployed heavy troops, lying in wait with swords drawn, ready to battle the Mongolian tribes at any moment.

  Song Hui Lin and Yang Cheng Ye had their own purposes, so they were not afraid of the defending soldiers. The two horses rushed towards the Yanmen Pass one after another, ignoring the warnings from the Jin army.

  Just as the city gate of Yanmen Pass was about to close, Song Huilin swung her long whip and sent the Jin soldiers at the side of the gate flying. Immediately after, two horses squeezed through the gap in the door.

  Seeing Yang Chongyi and his men rushing into the pass, the Jurchen general hastily gave orders: "Release arrows, release arrows, absolutely cannot let them break through the pass."

  The order of Jin Bing's command had just been issued, and countless arrows shot from the city wall, targeting Yang Chengye who was following behind Song Huilin.

  Yang Chengye didn't turn around, drew out his long sword and swung it behind him, deflecting all the arrows. However, one of them hit his shoulder blade, the arrowhead entering his flesh, and bright red blood stained half of his shirt.

  Yang Chengye galloped his horse while pulling out the arrow from his shoulder blade and then wrapped the wound with a cloth strip.

  Not until the two horses had galloped through the northern city gate of Yanmen Pass and run for over ten miles did they finally come to a stop.

  "Sir, after crossing the mountain pass ahead is the Wild Goose Temple, we..."

  Song Hui Lin said up to here, suddenly saw Yang Cheng Ye's shoulder was all blood, instantly exclaimed: "Young master, you are injured?"

  Song Hui Lin jumped off the horseback and came to Yang Cheng Ye's side to check his injuries.

  Yang Chengye said lightly: "It's nothing, just a minor injury, it doesn't matter, let's continue on our way."

  Song Hui Lin applied the golden wound medicine to Yang Cheng Ye, then re-bandaged the wound before mounting their horse again and galloping towards Yanmen Temple with Yang Cheng Ye.

  An hour later, the two of them rode over a hill and looked down at a temple from above.

  The temple is located in a mountain valley, with grand architecture and vast grounds. Outside the temple are large tracts of farmland.

  According to Song Hui Lin, the monks in Yanmen Temple make a living by farming, and there are very few pilgrims, after all, this place is relatively remote. The abbot of Yanmen Temple, Kongming Dashi, has been friends with her father, Song Jindao, for decades, and her father is currently being taken care of by Kongming Dashi in Yanmen Temple.

  Down the hill, the two came to the front of the temple, and the collapsed temple gate was imprinted in their eyes. Even the walls were badly damaged, and weeds grew wildly on the ground.

  Seeing this scene, Song Hui Lin suddenly became anxious and exclaimed: "This is bad, something has happened."

  Song Hui Lin finished speaking and rushed into the temple, with Yang Cheng Ye following closely behind.

  At this time, the temple buildings of Yangmen Temple collapsed, the ground was overgrown with weeds, and there were ruins everywhere.

  "How could this be?"

  "What about my father? What about Master Kongming?"

  Yang Chengye walked into the collapsed house and saw that the Buddha statue had fallen, the offering table was shattered, and there were black bloodstains all over the wall, as well as marks of being hacked by swords. It was clear that a fierce battle had taken place here, but there wasn't a single corpse.

  At this time, Song Hui Lin was still standing in the courtyard with a blank expression, her face covered in tears.

  Yang Chengye walked out and was about to say something to Song Huilin when he suddenly saw a figure flash by outside the temple.

  Yang Chengye's body moved and he chased after him with his agility technique.

  Yang Chengye stood outside the temple and saw a robust man wearing a beast skin hat, a tiger skin cape, and carrying a long bow running wildly towards the north.

  Yang Chengye took a deep breath and stepped out, using his lightness skill to chase after the man, who was like a thunderbolt, and caught up with him in an instant.

  He immediately followed up with a light flick of his finger, and a surge of energy struck the man's leg crease. The man let out a pained cry and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Yang Chengye stepped on his back, and the man let out another pained cry.

  Yang Chengye asked in a cold voice: "Speak, who are you? Is it your people who destroyed the Wild Goose Pagoda Temple? Where are the monks inside now?"

  At this time, Song Hui Lin also rushed over and looked at the man with Yang Cheng Ye.

  After hearing Yang Chengye's question, the man gritted his teeth and said, "What you're saying, I don't understand."

  "I'm just a hunter here, chasing after a fleeing rabbit, didn't expect to be beaten by you guys, who did I provoke?"

  Yang Chengye sneered and said: "Hunter? Wild rabbit?"

  "You're quite a storyteller! I've already looked around and there's not even a rabbit, let alone a bird in sight."

  "There must be many people hiding around here, and you're just a scout who came to explore the way."

  "You're talking nonsense!"

  Yang Chengye's words suddenly shocked the man, who stuttered and said: "There is no one hiding here, don't wrong people!"

  Yang Chengye picked up a stone and said, "If you have been wronged or not, try it out and you will know."

  Yang Chengye said, his wrist flipped over, and the stone in his hand shot towards a nearby forest.

  The stone enters the forest as if a clay ox had entered the sea, without a sound.

  Yang Chengye looked at the man with a pale face and said: "How about it, is there anything else you want to say?"

  At this time, Song Hui Lin said: "I know that there must be birds in the forest. Now you throw stones, but not a single bird is frightened and flies out. That's definitely because someone is hiding inside and has already scared away the birds."

  Yang Chengye nodded and said to the man: "How about it? Are you going to say something or not?"

  Yang Chengye exposed his own lies, and the man also became tough, stretched his neck and said: "If you want to kill, just kill, why bother talking? Anyway, I'm a prisoner of war, going back is also a dead end, it's better to let you kill me!"

  Yang Chengye sneered: "Want to die? It's not that easy. Let you experience the power of separating muscles and bones."

  Yang Chengye said as he stretched out his hand and quickly pressed a few times on the man's back.

  At first, the man could still bear it, but gradually his forehead was sweating like rain, his body trembling like a sieve, his teeth were chattering "heh heh" loudly, and his face was slightly distorted.

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