Late at night on the same day, the lights on Wuyun Villa were bright, and as Feng Jueyu expected, he wanted to catch Wuyunshan off guard, and Wuyunshan was also seizing the time to prepare intensively.
Following the flying pigeons from Tiannan who received the message the day before, that afternoon, the heads and deacons of the various hall masters in West Green Forest came one after another. Until dusk, there were many martial artists gathering at the foot of Wuyun Mountain.
More than thirty people rushed to the top of Wuyun Mountain one after another, and it was not until late at night that they calmed down.
At nightfall, a procession of people and horses walked out from the official road east of the imperial capital to a desolate old mountain path thirty miles east of Wuyun Mountain.
There were only a few people in this group, five or six of them, including the coachman, three attendants, and Xu Zixiong and Mogude in the car...
They set off a few days after Wanfeng Jueyu and others, and finally arrived at the foot of Wuyun Mountain after half a month.
Opening the curtain and looking at the mountain shadows under the dawn night, Xu Zixiong tightened the cloak around him and asked, "Mr. Mo, when will the person on the other side arrive?"
Mogude's face was pale. He thought it was Feng Jueyu's sword that injured his muscles and bones, and he was severely injured. He has not fully recovered yet. He coughed a few times and replied: "We are almost there, just wait...
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Xu Zixiong nodded and joked: "This bastard Feng Jueyu is finally going to fall into my hands. This time I must make him unable to live or die."
Mogude raised his eyebrows and swept them away with disdain, and said in a deep voice: "The eldest son and the master said when they came here, no extraneous matters should be allowed, and the young shopkeeper should not mess around."
Xu Zixiong waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, you're just being wordy. We'll wait until we get the evidence and arrest the person."
Mogude looked at Xu Zixiong speechlessly and said to himself that this pustule has never been known to be serious or serious. No wonder it made Feng Jueyu play around and was almost punished as a prostitute.
After the carriage had waited for a short time, several figures walked out of the woods on the mountain. A hundred meters away on the left were two tall, thin men dressed entirely in black. One was about seventy years old, and the other was in his thirties.
There is only one person on the right, with a slightly bloated figure and steady steps. He is wearing an unobtrusive blue-gray gown and slowly staggers over.
The two groups of mysterious people who appeared at the same time each discovered the other's presence. The old man on the left was startled for a moment, then took a few breaths and then started walking again. However, as he walked, he reached out and pointed towards Xu Zixiong's carriage.
The chubby mysterious man understood and walked towards the carriage, until it stopped more than 20 meters in front of the carriage...
"Pop."
The young man next to the old man clapped his hands. Mogude in the car was delighted when he heard the sound, and at the same time he clapped his hands three times rhythmically. Xu Zixiong's eyes lit up and he asked: "Is the person here?"
Mogude did not reply, but nodded silently, and then whispered to him: "Young shopkeeper, remember not to talk for a while. The visitor doesn't like us talking too much."
"Who is so arrogant?" Xu Zixiong was slightly dissatisfied.
Mogude shook his head helplessly and said, "Remember it." He sighed and got out of the car, followed by Xu Zixiong.
Although Xu Zixiong always had the greatest pride in his heart, he also understood that the two people he met tonight were definitely experts he had never seen before in his life, so he couldn't be careless in the slightest, so he felt a little more cautious.
After getting out of the car, Xu Zixiong and Mogude saw three mysterious people standing on the left and right, including their carriage and the entourage, about 20 meters apart from each other. For this distance,
Said, Xu Zixiong can certainly distinguish a person's cultivation level.
Tianwu Realm...
At least the Tianwu realm...
When two unfamiliar Tianwu realm masters meet, they will usually stay about twenty steps apart to prevent the other party from making a sneak attack. This has almost become an unwritten rule in martial arts.
Two Tianwu Realm? Xu Zixiong shuddered first. Two Tianwu Realm masters appeared together. The meaning no longer needed to be described in words. Although he was a little uneasy, he was even more happy. After all, this operation was aimed at Feng Jue.
Feather, with the help of two Tianwu Realm masters, Feng Jueyu would be unable to fly even if he had wings.
On the left, Xu Zixiong could still roughly recognize the old man and the young man. Although they were wearing ordinary night clothes, the aura they exuded was very familiar. They were members of the Gold and Silver Society.
Xu Zixiong thought for a moment and suddenly remembered two people. There were only two Tianwu Realm masters in the Gold and Silver Society: Supreme, Supreme. Undoubtedly, the seventy-year-old man should be one of them.
Mogude got out of the car, looked around, then chose the old man on the left and gave a deep salute: "Mogude has met the senior."
The seventy-year-old man remained silent, but the young man beside him took a step forward and asked very concisely: "Token."
Mogude took out an ingot of gold from his arms and turned it over. There was a small dent carved on the bottom. The young man took it and looked at it carefully, and then nodded to the old man, indicating that there was no problem.
The old man stretched out his hands from his sleeves and walked towards Xu Zixiong behind his back. His old eyes were as deep as sharp swords, which made Mogude and Xu Zixiong tremble.
After a long time, the old man walked back and said, "You are Xu Zixiong, right?"
Xu Zixiong replied in fear: "This junior is Xu Zixiong, dare I ask senior..."
The old man was not as arrogant as Xu Zixiong imagined, but said calmly: "I am supreme."
"Supreme!"
The chubby middle-aged man on the right looked this way and smiled slightly.
How could Xu Zixiong and Mogude dare to be careless? They bent down deeply and gave a ninety-degree salute: "Mogude, Xu Zixiong has met the senior."
"No gift." Wushang raised his hand, turned to look at the chubby middle-aged man and said: "This mission requires the cooperation of three families, the Xu family, the Gold and Silver Society, and this guy, let me introduce you to him. His name is
Hate Wuji..."
"Hate Wuji?"
Mogude and Xu Zixiong are not idiots. The situation in Tiannan is turbulent, and it involves more than just the imperial capital. The aristocratic families have always liked to control the world's major events, and it is almost the same if they cannot understand some important things or people thoroughly.
The name "Hen Wuji" was not unfamiliar to the two of them. Upon hearing it, they immediately thought of the head of the Xilulin family, the only adopted son of Huangfu Fanyi, the man who dominated the world in the world of Xilulin.
The two of them were terrified, fearing that they would neglect the tall man in front of them, and they became a little shorter.
At this time, Wushang said: "This time the three companies have joined forces to get what they need. Let's take this opportunity today to talk about their respective intentions. Since we have joined forces, I hope that you will not hide anything and try your best to tell everyone what you know."
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After Mogude and Xu Zixiong looked at each other, Xu Zixiong said first: "Two seniors, the Xu family doesn't want many things. The black tungsten armor from Qinghou Villa and the evidence of Shangguan Lingyun's secret army. Apart from that,
Xu dared to take someone's life."
"Feng Jueyu?" Wushang said.
Xian Wuji was also slightly startled.
"Exactly." Xu Zixiong nodded in agreement.
Hen Wuji smiled and said nothing, then Wushang turned and asked, "What does Hall Master Hen need?"
Xin Wuji didn't hide anything and said: "Qinghou Huoxin."
"Oh?" Wushang was a little surprised: "Qinghou Huoxin has arrived at Qinghou Village?"
Hen Wuji nodded and smiled: "Yes, what is very interesting is that the person who holds the fire letter is also called Feng Jueyu. Since Shangguan Lingyun is mentioned, I think that person and the person Mr. Xu mentioned should be the same person.
"
Xu Zixiong raised his head in surprise and asked doubtfully: "It's him again, what is Qinghou Huoxin?"
As soon as these words came out, Mogude was startled, thinking that it was the token of Tiannan Green Forest, the supreme token that represents more than 20,000 disciples, how can you allow you to talk nonsense.
Xu Zixiong had never heard of Qinghou Huo Xin, so he was naturally puzzled. Just when he was about to ask why, Hen Wuji smiled and said: "It's not strange for those who don't know. Mr. Xu, Qinghou Huo Xin is a token of unity for our colleagues in the Green Forest League.
Those who believe in fire regard him as the Lord of the Green Forest, so don’t say it casually next time.”
Xin Wuji seems to have no airs at all, but Xu Zixiong knows that the more this kind of person is, the more terrifying he is. Others may be very dissatisfied and turn against each other, but people like Xin Wuji will never do that. He will only make you die.
Do not know at all.
Xu Zixiong was ashamed, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he kept saying yes.
After Hen Wuji finished speaking, he looked at Wushang and asked, "Brother Wushang, I don't know what the Gold and Silver Society needs to intervene this time."
Na Wushang simply said bluntly: "To be honest, the reason for this is the Xu family's entrustment, and there is also something that Jinyinhui cares about, or a person..."
"Who?" Hen Wuji also narrowed his eyes, and Xu Zixiong and Mogude were also particularly surprised.
The Gold and Silver Society has been notorious in Tiannan for many years, but it is also an extremely powerful sect. There are countless assassins in the society, and all of them are masters of assassination methods. They have used these people to collect a lot of treasures, not to mention rich people.
The enemy country is not far behind, and there are a lot of good things. It must be great to be able to make Gold and Silver care about people or things.
Wushang paused for a few breaths, stared at Henwuji and said, "Jiang Zhouzi, Jiamu..."
When Xian Wuji heard this, his expression changed and he stopped talking for a long time. His harmless and approachable face gradually turned cold.
After a moment, Hen Wuji laughed and praised: "As expected of the Gold and Silver Society, I can even find out the whereabouts of the craftsman Zhou Zi. I admire you."
Neither Xu Zixiong nor Mogude had heard of the name "Jiang Zhouzi", and they looked at each other with confusion. They only heard Na Henwuji say: "Yes, Jia Mu is in my hands, but I don't know if Brother Supreme can find him."
What is Jiamu doing?"
Wushang laughed when he heard this and said sarcastically: "I hate that the hall master is asking questions knowingly. This Jiamu's abilities are extraordinary. Do I need to say more?"
Hen Wuji laughed loudly, clapped his hands and said, "The Gold and Silver Club is a good deal. On the one hand, it accepted the Xu family's commission to collect evidence and kill people for money. On the other hand, it knew that it was inconvenient for Hen to take action against Feng Jueyu.
By seeking, both sides will make profits, and I am in awe of you..."
Wushang said: "Hang Master Hate praised me, I also know that if I just ask Hate Hall Master for Jia Mu, Hate Hall Master will be reluctant to part with it. Otherwise, if Hate Hall Master can lend Jia Mu to me next month
, I will not only offer Qinghou Huoxin with both hands, but also give Hall Master Hen a small gift as a token of my gratitude."
"Oh?" Hen Wuji sneered, glanced at Wushang, and said with great interest: "Then Hen, I want to know first, what exactly is it that can make Brother Wushang so confident that Hen will lend Jia Mu to him?
Your Mightiness?"
Wushang slowly came closer and whispered: "Three taels of green Nan Shuiyu."
"Qingnan Shuiyu?"
As Hen Wuji listened, Gu Jing Wubo's big, round face couldn't help but twitch twice, and he looked shocked: "Is this true?"
"certainly."
"Okay, I hate you for agreeing to it."
In the blink of an eye, the deal was concluded between the two, but from beginning to end, Xu Zixiong and Mogude still didn't know who this Jia Mu was, let alone the Qingnan Shuiyu.
The agreement was reached, and all three parties were extremely happy. After each laughed twice, Wushang asked: "Master Hate, what do you think we should do next?"
Hen Wuji sneered and said, "Of course you can't come in the open. Brother Wushang and Mr. Xu please go to Caishen Village to stay for a while and wait for news about Hen."