In the blink of an eye, the month was up. Gu Hui, Feng Buping, and the others led the Mount Hua disciples down the mountain in a great procession.
Gu Hui was in no hurry. They had plenty of time.
They traveled at an easy pace. Whenever they came across an injustice, he simply told the disciples to handle it.
Unfortunately, perhaps because their numbers made them look so formidable, the outlaws kept their distance. More than ten days passed without a single injustice to set right.
"Hey, senior brother, is there a wedding up ahead?" Lu Dayou exclaimed.
They had spotted the wedding, and the people there had spotted them too.
"Well, guests from afar! Your timing couldn't be better. We're holding a wedding here. Why not come in for a drink and share in the good fortune?" A man came forward to greet them.
Gu Hui smiled and nodded. "Thank you for your generosity.
There are quite a few of us, though. Don't worry, we won't take advantage of your hospitality."
With that, he took out some money, more than enough to cover their meal, and handed it to the man.
The man led Gu Hui and the others inside, where it took several tables to seat them all.
Not far away, a man in red was chatting with a blue-clad man. By the look of him, he was the groom.
The groom glanced their way. Gu Hui nodded and raised a hand in congratulations.
"They're travelers passing through. They're worn out, and there's nowhere else to stop for miles.
They offered to pay for a meal here." The man handed the money to the groom.
Gu Hui was surprised. So was the Blue-Clad Man. What a small world.
"Never mind all that. I'm going to my bridal