The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Chasing the wind and stepping on the lotus steps of Lingbo, my figure is like stepping on flying clouds and flowing wind.

The black-tiled and white-walled Zhulou Qihu under his feet was like a clip from a movie, with each scene quickly receding.

Wearing the evening star all the way, we rushed straight to the north of Jinghua City.

Soon, he entered the land of continuous waves and flags.

This is the boundary of Caobang Chief Rudder.

The large and small overlapping courtyards look like a huge gourd when viewed from a high place.

The gourd-like landscape has rivers and channels running through it, making it look like a living water hyacinth.

There is flowing water carrying their boats with overflowing oars and sails, and their wealth is endless.

Zhui Feng was on top of the tallest tower at the Caobang helm, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around to take a break.

Then, he took out a map from his pocket.

That was the layout plan of the Caobang helm sent by Wu Jingmo, and it should have been drawn up by Feng Sixi, the old manager of the helm.

Zhui Feng shook the map open and saw an eye-catching red circle.

There is the residence of Ma Rulong, the leader of the Cao Gang.

Zhui Feng looked at the large and small courtyards below him, and compared them carefully with the map. After searching for a long time, he found the corresponding place drawn in the red circle.

How strange! The place where the leader of this majestic gang lives is neither high above the crowd nor a magnificent place, but is actually just an ordinary small courtyard!

This courtyard looks no different from the courtyard house of ordinary people, and it is not shady at all.

After Zhui Feng narrowed his eyes and confirmed again, he turned into a flying swift and danced gracefully to the eaves of the small courtyard.

Although this small courtyard is unremarkable, it adds a bit of elegance and tranquility because of the bamboos in it.

He looks a little less chivalrous and doesn't look like the leader of a big gang in the world.

It also lacks the meaning of wealth and prosperity, and it is completely different from the residence of a leading water transport merchant whose reputation for wealth has spread thousands of miles.

The small courtyard is surrounded by bamboos and stones, giving it an artistic conception of a literati and a gentleman like bamboo.

Curious, Zhui Feng quietly climbed onto the roof, swiftly and silently uncovered a piece of black tile, and peered into the room.

I wonder who Zunrong is, Ma Rulong, the famous leader of the Cao Gang?

Under a solitary lamp, I saw a tall figure dressed in a green shirt, holding a book, standing by the window lattice.

The moonlight casts a mottled silhouette of Xiuzhu on the paper window lattice, forming a natural ink painting.

Zhui Feng was about to fly off the tile, but as soon as he started, the figure by the window suddenly turned around and scanned every corner of the room vigilantly.

The man's face already had a weathered look, but his brows were filled with heroic spirit. If it weren't for the book he was holding in his hand, Zhui Feng would have thought that he looked like someone who could use a big weapon to kill him at any time.

Master!

Zhui Feng shouted in his heart that it was bad, he was careless and underestimated the enemy again!

He quickly took out the master's secret incense from his pocket and quickly inserted it into the hole!

A cloud of smoke curled down, just in time to meet the sharp gaze of the man in the room as he raised his head!

His gaze was like lightning, unstoppable, and filled with a sense of deep defensiveness.

The man was about to use force, but as soon as his fists and legs stretched out, they were as weak as mud, his eyelids sank, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

Zhui Feng secretly rejoiced and looked around at the silence.

Quietly, or even blatantly, he jumped down from the black tiled roof and broke through the roof. It was so uncomfortable!

"Small! This is the soul-enchanting incense of our Tantric Sect! But can ordinary incense be comparable to it? Even if you are the leader of the Cao Gang and have great martial arts skills, I can still take care of you!"

Zhui Feng patted the man's cheek and said jokingly.

That playful and teasing hand was suddenly grabbed by the man!

"Why didn't you faint?!"

Zhui Feng was shocked and said, he quickly pulled his hand back and stood up.

The man also stood up abruptly, patted the dust on his green shirt, his face was relaxed, and he smiled lightly:

"Young man, you've drugged the wrong person!"

Zhui Feng was even more shocked:

Did you kill the wrong person? Could it be that the person in front of you is not Ma Rulong, the leader of the Cao Gang?

This damn fourth child! Could it be that he deliberately lured people into the house so that he could catch them all?

Lao Si and Ma Rulong are both members of the Cao Gang!

They were originally in the same group! How could Brother Jingmo believe him?

Oh my god, boom, boom, boom, boom, I'm going to fall here tonight!

My reputation as the most handsome man in Piyun Valley is in vain!

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Seeing that this man is tall and straight, with the spirit of a dragon and a horse, when he gets up and moves around, you can tell that he has extraordinary skills, and I am afraid that I am no match for him.

Zhui Feng simply broke the jar, threw it, raised his heart and stretched his neck, and shouted:

"It takes my head and my life. Since I have arrived in your territory today, I am the fish and you are the swordsman. You can kill or cut into pieces as you please! Anyway, young master, I will become a good man again in ten years!"

"Where did this little brother come from? He has quite a character and a strong backbone! He looks like my Ma Rulong when he was young! It's just that your fragrance and the techniques you use are not good enough, hahahahaha!"

The man looked at Zhui Feng with a smile, praised him, and laughed endlessly.

When he looked at it, he seemed to be quite appreciative, and his murderous intention retreated a little, but it made Zhui Feng feel even more unsure. For a moment, he was speechless and confused.

"You said you are Ma Rulong, the leader of the Cao Gang? How is that possible! How could the majestic leader Ma Rulong live in such a shabby house? And he is still wearing a long blouse worn by a shabby scholar? Regardless of whether others believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway!"

Zhui Feng glanced at the simple furnishings in the room and said warily.

"Oh? What do you think, little brother, the leader of the Cao Gang should do?"

The man was amused by Zhui Feng's words, rubbed the scroll in his hand, and asked with a laugh.

"How do I know? Anyway, it's not like you!"

Zhui Feng glanced sideways at the book in the man's hand.

The scroll is a piece of history made of bamboo. In the Dajing Kingdom where papermaking has been popular for decades, it can be said to be quite rare in ancient times!

"Look! You actually stay alone in a room studying ancient books! If you are not a scholar, who else can you be? Tell me, where is Ma Rulong?"

Zhui Feng saw that the murderous intent was gone from the man's eyes, so he changed the topic and asked directly.

"It's Bucai! I wonder why this little brother wants to see me?"

The man laughed boldly and answered unabashedly.

As soon as he said this, Zhui Feng was sure that the person in front of him was indeed Ma Rulong, the leader of the Cao Gang.

However, this person seemed to have a high self-esteem and didn't take juniors like Zhui Feng seriously, so maybe he really wasn't prepared to do anything to him.

"What? Don't you believe it yet?"

Seeing Zhui Feng, Ma Rulong still had an expression of disbelief on his face, and actually took out a delicate and small sapphire seal from his sleeve.

Raising his hand, he waved the seal right under Zhui Feng's nose and said with a smile:

"Little brother, look, what is this?"

I saw that at the bottom of the jade seal, there were four clear small seal characters "Ma Rulong Seal" engraved on it.

Seeing Zhui Feng's stunned look of surprise, Ma Rulong relaxedly sat down beside his desk and began to interrogate him unhurriedly:

"Little brother, I have identified myself and answered a question for you. Now it's your turn to answer a question for me. Why did you venture here late at night to find me?"

"Okay! People in the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets! Let me ask you, did you send your men to set up an ambush on the long street, and paid a lot of money to hire the assassin from the Western Regions to assassinate Lu Chengfeng?"

Zhui Feng asked straight to the point.

"I have only heard a little bit about what you said."

Ma Rulong sat firmly behind the desk and gently flattened the history scroll in his hand without even raising his head.

Just like Zhui Feng's night attack tonight, he had already expected it, but he never thought of doing anything to dodge.

Seeing his unmoving and calm look, Zhui Feng became even more suspicious and quickly asked:

"Who else could it be if it weren't you? That fourth son who hired a murderer to kill someone is a member of your Cao Gang? You are the mastermind behind him, and you can't even think of denying it!"

Ma Rulong listened to Zhui Feng's angry words, but his expression remained unchanged, and he smiled slightly and said:

"I have answered this question just now, and now it is my turn to ask you an answer. Judging from the lightness of the little brother, I am afraid he is not a member of the palace, let alone a soldier of the Jingzhao Palace. So, where did the little brother come from?

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"Young master is born with nature, you don't care where I come from!"
To be continued...