Chang Geng replied calmly: "Wait a moment."

After saying that, he slammed the wooden door expressionlessly, leaned against it, took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and gestured to Gu Yun: "Foster father, the rebel leader wants to see you, what should I do?"

Ge Pang was so frightened that he subconsciously held his breath, and soon his face became as thin as an eggplant.

Gu Yun's reaction was strange.

Chang Geng saw that after he was stunned for a moment, he actually laughed, as if he was sure of victory and had a tacit understanding with someone.

"It's really amazing that someone gave me a pillow just when I was about to fall asleep," said the Anding Marquis, who was always looking for chaos in the world. "I haven't seen a living rebel leader for many years."

Fatty Ge was very easy to fool. Seeing that Gu Yun didn't take it seriously, he immediately relaxed without any guard, as if the person he was about to see was not a rebel leader, but a rare treasure!

Chang Geng refused to listen to his nonsense. His face was tense, and all the doubts that had accumulated in his heart for the past few days suddenly emerged. He gestured silently, "Where are the Jiangnan Navy and the Black Iron Camp?"

At this time, even someone as blind as Gu Yun could see the dark blue color on Chang Geng's face.

Although Chang Geng didn't know what "Linyuan Pavilion" was, he knew that the feud between General Gu and Huguo Temple was known to everyone. Putting aside other things, if Gu Yun had someone on his side, why would he bring Monk Liaoran to be an eyesore?

Last time in Yanhui, there was a secret order from the emperor. This time, Gu Yun came to Jiangnan purely because he was absent from his post. It was great that he had a few Black Eagle guards around him, but where did he get the soldiers?

And just now, why did Gu Yun always pause for a moment before speaking before interrupting Ran rudely?

It was as if he was deliberately making things difficult for Le Ran. Although Gu Yun was quite hateful in private, he should never get so angry unnecessarily when it came to serious matters.

For a moment, a terrible guess even flashed through Chang Geng's mind: Could it be that Gu Yun was not pretending, but really couldn't hear what they were saying, and only inferred what others said by looking at the sign language?

As soon as this thought flashed through Chang Geng's mind, he found it unbelievable at first, and all the strange details from the past few days came to his mind.

First of all, Gu Yun was not a taciturn person, but in the past few days, whether they were together in private or together, Gu Yun had never "spoken" to him. All necessary communication was almost through sign language. Were the Japanese so vigilant along the way? That's right, unless the monk who could only use sign language was present.

Second, Gu Yun sneaked onto the merchant ship as a perfumer. There were many inferior perfumers in the world, so why did he pretend to be a "perfume master"? Thinking about it carefully, this not only did not have any good effect, but also added a lot of trouble, and it was very likely to expose himself. Chang Geng did not believe that Gu Yun was just doing this to hone his acting skills.

The third is a detail. Monk Liangran entered Gu Yun’s room without knocking on the door - was the monk so bold that he didn’t know etiquette... or did Liangran know that knocking was useless?

Chang Geng should have thought of these doubts earlier, but General Gu had been in charge of the central army for a long time, and he had an indescribable aura that made people inexplicably believe that he had everything under control and that others just had to follow his orders. They unknowingly ignored many unnatural things.

Fat Ge noticed that Chang Geng looked strange, and looked at this and that in confusion.

Outside the door, Zhai Song knocked gently again and said loudly, "My general is waiting, please hurry up, Mr. Zhang."

Gu Yun patted Chang Geng's shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "The Black Iron Camp is here, don't be afraid."

After saying that, he took out the black blindfold and handed it to Chang Geng, motioning him to put it on for him.

Chang Geng took the cloth, his expression uncertain for a moment, and covered Gu Yun's eyes with it.

Where Gu Yun couldn't see, Chang Geng first shook his head at Fatty Ge.

Before Fatty Ge could react to what he meant, Chang Geng said to him in a nonchalant tone, "Adoptive father, if you do this again, I will not recognize you."

Fatty Ge widened his eyes: "Huh?"

Gu Yun smiled and waved in the direction of Fatty Ge: "You two stop chatting, follow me, don't leave my side for a while, it's good to come here to gain some experience."

Fat Ge was once again stunned by this nonsensical conversation.

Chang Geng's heart sank - he really couldn't hear, he just knew through some method that he was talking to Fatty Ge, so were his eyes also...

But it was clearly fine a few days ago.

Before he could think about it, Gu Yun had already opened the wooden door and walked out.

Chang Geng's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed over to support him in a panic. This time he didn't care about being shy or awkward anymore, and nervously grabbed Gu Yun's arm with one hand, and put the other hand around his back, half-holding him as he walked forward in fear.

Gu Yun thought that Chang Geng was uneasy because of the sudden change, so he patted Chang Geng's arm nonchalantly.

Chang Geng: “…”

In view of Gu Yun's real and fake tactics towards his own people, he could no longer tell whether his foster father was genuine or just pretending to be fearless.

Zhai Song, who was waiting at the door, saw Chang Geng and Fatty Ge following Gu Yun, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, please come this way. Hey? Aren't the master and the girl here?"

"The girl is not used to the local climate, so the master stayed to take care of her," Chang Geng glanced at Zhai Song, and with all his attention on Gu Yun, he still found time to smile with a hidden needle, "Why, does the general want us all to come together to check on him?"

Zhai Song said politely, "What are you talking about, sir?"

These were originally a few desolate islands, scattered like sheep dung balls on the surface of the East China Sea. The largest one could be walked around in a day, and the smaller ones were only about one acre square. They were filled with sea dragon warships, and were connected to each other by iron cableways with white steam coming out of them. From a distance, it looked like a city suspended on the sea.

As Chang Geng walked, he briefly wrote down what he saw and heard on Gu Yun's palm. At the same time, the young man couldn't help but wonder - the location of this small island is indeed hidden, and it is probably not easy to be discovered if some purple gold is smuggled here, but this is almost like building a Penglai fairy mountain, is the Jiangnan navy dead?

Or are there people like them in the Jiangnan navy?

Just as he was daydreaming, Zhai Song, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.

A group of people who looked like dancers walked past them with light lotus steps. They walked on the swaying cable car as if their feet were not touching the ground, and they looked like a group of fairies in the misty white smoke.

The leader was a woman in white holding a zither in her arms. When she saw Zhai Song, she stopped and bowed to greet him. She couldn't be said to be very pretty. Her facial features were plain, as if covered with a layer of gauze. There was nothing eye-catching about her body. She looked very comfortable. But when he turned around, he couldn't remember what she looked like.

Zhai Song: "I dare not. Miss Chen, please go first. Don't keep the general waiting for too long."

The woman did not refuse. She nodded, hugged the zither, bowed, and floated away. A soothing scent filled her face.

Chang Geng saw that the corners of Gu Yun's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was smiling.

At the same time, Madam Cao, disguised as a Japanese boy, ran all the way to a very inconspicuous boat where the guard was sleeping. Madam Cao put her hands behind her back, holding an iron rod, and approached.

He was thin and his hands and feet seemed lighter than others. When he approached the guard, he didn't respond. Lady Cao looked at the snoring man in the moonlight over the sea and saw that his drool had even reached his neck. She felt relieved and thought, "How shabby."

A wave gently brushed past, causing the boat to tremble slightly. The guard turned over and nearly fell off the wooden chair. He woke up with smacking his lips and realized that there was someone next to him. The guard turned over and sat up, and saw a Japanese boy who could not be distinguished as a man or a woman standing in front of him. He greeted him in crisp Japanese.

The guard relaxed, rubbed his eyes, and was about to take a closer look at the person in front of him when Madam Cao swung her stick down and hit him on the back of the head.

The guard lay down without a word.

The murderer patted his chest and said repeatedly: "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."

Madam Cao looked frightened, but her hands were not vague. She quickly took a bunch of keys from the guard's waist and went into the cabin. As the person who showed her the way said, there was a cell with 20 to 30 craftsmen locked up inside. As soon as Madam Cao showed up, a startled cry came from inside: "There are pirates!"

"Hush..." Madam Cao said in a low voice, putting a big hat on her head, "I am not from Japan. I was brought here by Marshal Gu, the Marquis of Anding, to suppress the rebellion. Let you go first."

The night grew darker, and a thin layer of mist rose above the waves on the sea.

Liaoran and a nimble man in black got into a cabin where dozens of suits of steel armor were neatly arranged.

Liaoran was carrying a bag, took out a bottle from the middle, turned around and threw it to his companion. The two looked at each other and started spraying ink on the steel armor at the same time.

Zhai Song led Gu Yun and the others all the way to an inconspicuous sea dragon.

The cableway had not yet reached the end, but laughter and music could already be faintly heard in the cabin. The moment Zhai Song stepped onto the deck, something strange happened.

Suddenly, a roar that Chang Geng was very familiar with was heard from the corner. Then, white steam rose up, and an iron puppet hidden in the darkness suddenly stepped out and swung its sword towards Gu Yun.

Even Zhai Song was caught off guard. He screamed in fright and sat down on the ground.

Chang Geng reflexively tried to draw his sword, but someone pushed his hand unexpectedly, knocking the sword back.

The next moment, his arms felt empty, and Gu Yun, who was blind and hearing impaired, actually flipped over from behind the iron golem's knife. His body was almost freehand, and his instep casually tapped the monster's shoulder. In an instant, the bright knife light in the iron golem's hand illuminated a thin strip on his face.

Chang Geng's pupils shrank - wait, isn't he blindfolded and can't hear?

The knife light disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, Gu Yun disappeared behind the iron puppet. Screams suddenly rose in the night sky and then stopped abruptly.

Zhai Song shuddered violently.

The Iron Golem's movements got stuck in mid-air, and then a Japanese corpse was thrown over. Gu Yun's robe fluttered up and down in the sea breeze. He stood on the deck, holding the Japanese sword in his hand, wiped it with a handkerchief in disgust, then raised his head slightly and stretched out a hand as if no one was around.

Chang Geng's throat moved slightly, his heart beating like a drum, and he immediately stepped forward to support him.

Gu Yun said, "If this is the general's sincerity, we really shouldn't come."

Zhai Song wiped the sweat from his cheek and was about to speak, but was stopped by Gu Yun.

"No need to explain," Gu Yun said calmly, "The deaf can't hear it."

After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, the door of the cabin that was filled with singing and dancing suddenly opened.

Two rows of private soldiers came out side by side, making way for a passage. Chang Geng turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard in the cabin. He stared at Gu Yun's back and said loudly, "Mr. Zhang, please stay!"

Gu Yun turned a deaf ear to him, and Chang Geng wrote on his palm: "The thief leader has come out."

Gu Yun thought to himself: "Son, he is not the leader of the thieves."

The middle-aged man stood up and said, "I have heard of Mr. Zhang's name for a long time. That dog emperor has such a talent but doesn't know how to use it. His luck is really over."

The more Fatty Ge listened, the more confused he became. He thought, "Isn't Mr. Zhang just a pseudonym that the Marquis randomly picked? How can he have heard of your great name for a long time? This polite remark is so fake."

Gu Yun did not shy away from people, and turned his head to ask Chang Geng: "What did he say?"

"I have heard of your great name for a long time. If the emperor does not use you, you are courting death." Chang Geng wrote briefly. In a flash, he pieced together the cause and effect.

By the way, Gu Yun initially just pretended to be a perfumer and got on the merchant ship.

The incense master is just like those boatmen and the Japanese guards. Although he also needs his own people, he is a small figure after all. Why did the bandit leader specifically ask to see him?

Either their identities were exposed, or the monk's people had forged a fake identity for Gu Yun through some method!

Then, Chang Geng recalled the smile that Gu Yun showed after a brief pause when he heard that the thief wanted to see him, and he felt bad again - did he know it at that time?

After a year, he no longer had to look up when he looked at Gu Yun. The iron wrist buckle specially made by the young man seemed to be no longer able to hold him. He even felt that Gu Yun, who was not wearing armor, could be embraced with one hand.

However, the feeling of being unable to catch up with the long distance once again surfaced in the boy's mind.

Gu Yun didn't look back and nodded coldly.

The middle-aged man bowed and said, "Although the Japanese barbarian just now did not know the etiquette, I have never met Mr. Zhang before, and I see that you are not easy to see. Although I have already received the recommendation letter, I am afraid I still don't know how wise you are. Haha, this time I have learned a lot - Qingxu, quickly pour Mr. Zhang a glass of wine and apologize for me."

Chang Geng briefly conveyed the middle-aged man's nonsense to Gu Yun. Before he finished writing, he saw someone standing up at the table. It was the woman in white that he had just encountered on the way.

She poured a bowl of wine expressionlessly - not a cup, but a bowl.

The woman walked over slowly, without saying a word, and handed it directly to Gu Yun.

The soothing fragrance that I smelled just now came towards me with the sea breeze. Although she was just an actress or a geisha, there was no coquettishness in her appearance and behavior. Instead, there was a hint of coldness and indifference.

Gu Yun reached out and took the wine from the woman's hand, and seemed to take a low sniff.

Then he smiled for the first time and whispered his thanks. Before Chang Geng could stop him, Gu Yun had already picked up the bowl and drank it all.

The woman lowered her eyes politely, bowed slightly, and stepped aside. The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Mr. Zhang is so straightforward. I just like such straightforward people."

Chang Geng got anxious on the spot, grabbed Gu Yun's hand, and wrote in his palm: "What if it's poisonous?"

For a moment, Gu Yun thought that it was the blind thief leader who asked the question, and replied calmly: "To poison Mr. Xiang who can neither see nor hear, you may have to spend some effort to find some tasteless medicine."

Chang Geng: “…”

Fortunately, Gu Yun's original attitude was very arrogant, so although this sentence sounded a bit stupid, it didn't seem particularly wrong.

At the same time, he became more and more certain that Gu Yun really couldn't hear and was not pretending at all.

The middle-aged man said, "Please come in and take a seat."

This time Chang Geng didn't dare to do anything weird and told Gu Yun everything.

The group walked into the cabin, and the indifferent girl began to play the piano.

Middle-aged man: "Fortunately, the tyrant emperor lost his virtue, so we can gather together with heroes from all over the world. It is really a blessing in my life."

Gu Yun sneered and said, "I don't think it's a blessing to be in the same room with a bunch of Japanese pirates."

Every word he said was full of thorns, and this sarcasm somehow brought out a bit of his otherworldly popularity.

The middle-aged man did not take it as an offense. It was obvious that he was willing to go all out to meet all the freaks in the world for the sake of rebellion. He smiled and said, "Those who accomplish great things do not care about trivial matters. Your words are biased. Since Emperor Wu opened up the sea transportation, many foreign things have poured into our Daliang. The farming puppets sent down from the south of the Yangtze River alone have foreign shadows behind them. As long as we can accomplish things, who cares whether they are Easterners or Westerners?"

As he spoke, he began to sigh and enumerate the various ills among the people since the Yuanhe period. Chang Geng and Ge Pangxiao usually dealt with either the mysterious monks of the Huguo Temple or the contemporary great scholars hired by the Marquis's Mansion at a large expense. When they first heard his well-reasoned arguments, they found them very fresh - not a single word of them could stand up to scrutiny. It was really full of nonsense and made no sense.

Gu Yun remained silent and just sneered.

After sitting for about an incense stick of time, he suddenly seemed to lose all his patience and interrupted the middle-aged man, saying, "Zhang came here sincerely to seek refuge, but the adults found a puppet to talk to me. It's really disheartening."

The middle-aged man's expression changed.

Gu Yun said nothing and pulled Chang Geng to his feet: "In this case, let's go."

The middle-aged man shouted, "Stop! Mr. Zhang, please stop!"

Gu Yun turned a deaf ear to it.

At this moment, the guards at the door suddenly separated and a tall, thin man in a cloak strode in and said in a loud voice, "Mr. Zhang, do you think Huang is qualified to talk to you?"

The middle-aged man rushed over in a few steps, came to the side of the tall and thin man, and said to Gu Yun: "This is my master Huang Qiao. This matter is serious, and I must verify your identity. I hope you will forgive me."

Chang Geng frowned, thinking that the words "Huang Qiao" sounded familiar. Just as he was about to write on Gu Yun's palm, Gu Yun gently pinched his fingers.

Gu Yun, who was completely deaf just now, somehow heard what Zhai Song said.

"Sir Huang." Gu Yun whispered, "The admiral of Jiangnan Navy and Land Forces, from the second rank... I am really surprised."

As he spoke, he slowly removed the cloth covering his eyes. His eyes were like cold stars. How could he be blind?

He pulled his arm out of Chang Geng's hand, waved at the worried-looking young man, and said with a somewhat frivolous smile, "Hey, Mr. Huang, when I followed General Du, you were still a lieutenant general. It's been so many years since we last met, do you still remember me?"