30. Let the tiger go back to the mountain. Let me go
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He swept all the old bedding on the bed to the floor, and then with his curved claws like hooks, he lifted up the entire bed board at once. What he saw was a four-foot-square iron plate underneath. It was dark and looked extremely heavy.
Gathering his inner strength in his arms, Liu Meng gently lifted the iron plate and put it aside. Then he looked at the exposed hole and was about to jump down.
In the flash of lightning, Liu Meng suddenly had a strange idea.
Sending four first-class masters to guard the place shows how much Dongfang Bubai attaches great importance to Ren Woxing. This dungeon must be full of traps. Maybe if you get halfway through, the engine will shut down outside and trap you to death.
What's more, the dungeon is at the bottom of the West Lake. As long as a little mechanism is set up to divert the water from the lake, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you will be dead.
No! It’s better to be cautious in everything. You don’t want to capsize in the gutter.
At that moment, Liu Meng turned around and returned to the house. Seeing Huang Zhonggong still sitting there stupidly, he stretched out his fingers to stun him, searched carefully, and found four copper keys. Then he spread out his body skills and quickly surrounded him.
Search everywhere in Meizhuang. If you see a living person, no matter if you have martial arts skills or not, you will tap their acupoints to restrain them.
Although Meizhuang is large, its population is very small. Including Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei, there are only six or seven servants and servants. After Liu Meng restrained all these people, he returned to the stone house with confidence and started again.
He lifted up the iron plate and jumped in.
There was an oil lamp lit in the dungeon passage. Although the light was dim, it was enough to see clearly what was going on inside. There was a stone door six or seven meters ahead. Liu Meng took four copper keys and tested them one by one before opening the stone door.
The tunnel slopes downward all the way, and after walking for nearly a hundred meters, there is another iron door. It is still opened with a key, and I continue to enter, but I see that the terrain continues to slope downward, and it is estimated that it is more than 300 meters deep into the ground. I will turn a few more times.
Turn around and finally come to the last door.
This third door is a composite door, with two iron plates each sandwiching a wooden board covered with cotton wool. This is exactly what the major sects use to prevent internal force masters from forcibly breaking down the door.
After passing this door, the road gradually narrowed, and finally I could only bow forward. After walking another sixty or seventy meters, the oil lamp in front of me was extinguished, and it was pitch black. Liu Meng took out a fire stick and lit it, and saw that at the end of the tunnel was
An iron wall with only a hole the size of a vegetable basin in the middle.
Inside, there should be the former leader of the Sun Moon God Sect. Is it okay to leave a generation of vicious demons to my own devices?
Liu Meng suppressed his excitement and lit up all the oil lamps on the cave walls on both sides. Then he turned the hilt of his sword upside down and knocked on the iron wall a few times, making a dull echo.
"Knock on something! I'm not deaf yet!" A hoarse and rough cry suddenly came out, followed by a series of dirty words cursing his father and godmother.
Being locked up in a dark place for twelve years, facing the cold prison wall every day, Ren Woxing did not go crazy, which is enough to prove his extraordinary tenacity. Once such a person is released, the resentment that has been accumulated for a long time will definitely be destroyed.
Detonate the entire world!
Liu Meng did not disturb him, and waited for the other party to scold him enough before he said loudly: "Mr. Ren, I'm Liu Meng of the Hengshan sect. I have something important to discuss with you."
There was silence behind the iron wall. After a while, there was the sound of dragging iron chains, but the voice shouted angrily: "Bullshit Hengshan faction! What tricks do the traitors from the East want to play again? I don't listen to any shit, go back and follow Dongfang."
The traitor said, just tell me what I said, let him touch his balls to see if they are still there! Haha!" Then there was a burst of extremely proud laughter.
Liu Meng was quite speechless. In the past twelve years, Ren Woxing must have seen all the deceptions. If you want to convince him easily, you must show something genuine.
Immediately he stretched out his left palm and pressed it against the iron wall, exerting 80% of his internal energy to shake it violently. The iron wall made a loud bang, deafening, all the dust on the wall was stirred up, and the dust and smoke lingered for a long time.
"Mr. Ren, the Four Friends of Jiangnan have been restrained. I will try to find a way to let you out, but before that, please agree to something." Liu Meng did not speak loudly, but secretly used his inner strength to stand on the iron wall. Under the echo of the cave wall, there was actually the sound of golden fighting.
Ren Woxing, who was behind the iron wall, was silent for a moment. He was obviously doubtful about Liu Meng's words and asked in a deep voice: "Are you from the Hengshan sect? How come I haven't heard of such a famous person? Then who is the poor guy who likes to play the Huqin?" Who are you?" Mr. Mo Da of Xiaoxiang Yeyu was called a miserable ghost by him? Liu Meng smiled bitterly and said, "That's my senior brother."
"Is he your senior brother? I'm afraid your internal strength is much higher than him." Ren Woxing was very suspicious and continued to ask.
Well, facing a paranoid who is always guarding against being deceived, no matter how hard you argue, it’s useless, so it’s better to get straight to the point.
Liu Meng cleared his throat and said: "I would like to ask Mr. Ren to promise one thing. After coming out, he will not be the enemy of my Five Mountains Sword Sect within three years."
The reason for letting me go out is to disturb the muddy waters of the Sun Moon God Sect and attract the attention of Dongfang Bubai, Yang Lianting and others, instead of letting out another fierce tiger to make things difficult for me.
Three years later, even if Ren Woxing returned to take charge of the Sun Moon God Sect as in the original book, with great power in his hands, at that time he had already unified the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and even if he did not come to cause trouble, he would take the initiative to destroy it. he!
Ren Woxing's silence was a bit long this time, almost two quarters of an hour.
But Liu Meng was patient enough and just stood still, waiting for Ren Woxing to make a decision across the iron wall.
"Why?" Suddenly, Ren Woxing ended his silence and asked in a hesitant voice.
"It's very simple." Liu Meng slowly said a reason that convinced the other party. "Dongfang Bubai is also our enemy. No matter what means we adopt, we will kill him quickly!"
I believe that Ren Woxing's hatred for Dongfang Bubai has reached the extreme. As long as he can be released to seek revenge on Dongfang Bubai, that is, let him eat shit. He will not hesitate at all and will lie on the ground and devour it without hesitation. .
Sure enough, Ren Woxing laughed so loudly that the iron wall buzzed, and said: "Okay! As long as you let me out, I won't cause trouble to your Five Mountains Sword Sect for three years!"
How can a verbal agreement be guaranteed to be binding? After all, Liu Meng has been in the world for so many years, and of course he understands that only with equal strength can he gain the respect of the other party and be binding.
So he drew out the long sword of Yitian, walked to the iron wall, used all his internal strength to thrust out with the sword, and the iron wall about a foot thick penetrated with a sound. Then the sword came out like the wind, and with more than ten swords in a row, the iron wall had been punched out. It's a narrow hole, and it's enough for one person to get in and out.
First, he carefully put an oil lamp in, then held a sword in one hand and a golden snake awl in the other. Then Liu Meng ducked in. The space inside the iron wall was not big, only four meters square, except for a bed. , nothing else.
There was a man sitting on the bed, with extremely long beard and hair, and his face could not be seen clearly. Liu Meng cupped his fists at him and said: "Mr. Ren, I must cut off the chains on your hands and feet." When the other party gave a low hum as a signal, After knowing this, he stepped forward with his sword and struck out four times in a row.
These four swords had no moves at all. They seemed to be done casually, but they were extremely precise. Coupled with the unparalleled sharpness of the Yitian sword, the four small iron chains were broken almost at the same time.
"Good swordsmanship!" Ren Woxing was an expert in swordsmanship. Seeing that the opponent was still extremely accurate in the dark, especially when the four swords seemed to thrust out at the same time, he couldn't help but cheered, and then shouted: "What a sharp sword."
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The simple four swords deliberately displayed, but the sword intention of winning without any moves, is exactly the product of Liu Meng's fall into the devil's path last time. Although it is only a semi-finished product, if he turns his face, Ren Woxing will not be able to resist it.
live.
Ren Woxing's eyes were filled with brilliance, he waved his arms, feeling the ease of taking off his restraints, and then said to Liu Meng: "When will the Hengshan sect be able to teach a master like you? The two of them combined can't compare.
Your sword skills!"
Liu Meng smiled proudly and said: "Our Hengshan Sect has been inherited for hundreds of years, and we have our own exquisite swordsmanship that we don't easily show to others. What's more, the Wuyue Sword Sect has always been based on swordsmanship, and it is not worthy of praise in front of outsiders for its swordsmanship."
After being startled, Ren Woxing nodded and said: "It is true. For example, Old Man Feng of the Huashan Sect has very powerful swordsmanship. It's a pity that he is probably no longer alive." Then he suddenly said with a hey, "Did you know?
If you let me out, it will be like letting a tiger return to the mountain. If I turn your back and deny you, wouldn't you have been busy in vain?"
Shaking his head, Liu Meng chuckled and said: "With Mr. Ren's identity, would you do such a thing? In this vast world, how many people can match your identity and martial arts? If you can't keep your word,
Are you all still clamoring about letting the world take your own pleasure? Let's just wash our hands and go do whatever we have to do."
Laughing loudly, Ren Woxing knew that the other party was giving him a high hat, but he still felt very satisfied. He was not humble at the moment, waved his sleeves, and got out of the hole first, without any precautions that Liu Meng would sneak attack behind him.
Within a moment, the two of them came out of the tunnel one after another and came to the outside of the stone house. Ren Woxing looked up at the clear blue sky and remained silent for a long time. When he turned around again, the true character of the traitor of that generation had returned to his face.
"What a boy! You are so young! It seems that the Hengshan Sect is about to revive!" Ren Woxing couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Liu Meng's age. Then he loudly said: "I should remember the love of saving each other, and there is no need to say anything else.
He said that after three years, I will fight with you with all my strength!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Woxing stood up. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the shade of the trees outside the courtyard wall. At the same time, a long roar came from near and far, like rolling thunder, rumbling away.
When the evil tiger returns to the forest, it will surely cause another bloody storm.
Liu Meng was stunned for a while, with unspeakably complicated emotions. Then he turned and left, but he searched around the Meizhuang, with the attitude of not returning home in time, and started searching carefully.
The four friends from the south of the Yangtze River were fond of playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and collected a lot of calligraphy and painting antiques, all of which were valuable. Liu Meng took out all of them regardless of how precious they were, packed two large bundles with sheets, carried them on his hands and shoulders, and returned home with a full load.
After returning to the inn, Liu Meng didn't stay much. He asked his assistant to hire a carriage and followed him on a black horse with the collected treasures. He left Hangzhou and turned around to Hengshan Mountain.
Not long after, I arrived at a small town on the border of Quzhou. I saw that the sun was setting and I was looking for a place to stay. However, I saw a commotion at the intersection in front of me. More than ten beggars with sticks ran out and rushed to the street.
He blocked the carriage and shouted: "Stop the carriage in front of you, gentlemen!"
