Chapter 221: Lin Wuyuan Who Wants to Usurp the Throne
When Wu Liang returned, Wujia Village was peaceful...
If it weren't for feeling the smell of blood in the air, Wu Liang would have thought that Longhua Pavilion hadn't sent anyone to Wujia Village at all.
Wu Liang was not too surprised. As long as Longhua Pavilion did not have the three flowers strong men personally arrived, some of the minions could not do anything to Wujia Village.
At that time, the Wu family had few innate births, and the Yushuimen had attacked Sanhua. In the end, if Liu'er hadn't caused trouble, those guys would have been exhausted.
Now the Wu family has hundreds of innate masters and dozens of masters. Although most of them have been taken away by themselves, there are still a few masters left by the Wu family. With that stupid dog, even if the three flowers in Longhua Pavilion are in full bloom, they will be covered with all their nests.
It may not be able to move Wujia Village.
After patrolling around, I couldn't find the Zangtian Sword. Wu Liang knew that the old guy had probably left, and did not deliberately sense where the old guy was going. Anyway, this guy would come to find him sooner or later.
Now Wu Liang has publicly turned against Longhua Pavilion and has also made a great revenge. According to his agreement with Zangtian Sword, the two will definitely join forces when they fight against Longhua Pavilion.
Not only Wu Liang, the Zangtian Sword may not be able to wait. The Divine Martial Arts replaces Longhua Pavilion, and the Zangtian Sword will not give up on such a great benefit.
After entering the village, Wu Liang did not go home first.
Instead, he walked straight to the third master's house. In the open space at the door of a three-tile old house, Wu Liang found the third master who was bathing in the sun.
Third Master’s house seemed a bit old and dark. Last year, Wujia Village built a large-scale construction project. Many people advised Third Master to push the old house to build a new one, but most of them were bombarded by Third Master.
The old man is old and always feels a little nostalgic, and he is reluctant to leave, so he adapts to the old house. Instead, he doesn't like this new and bright small foreign house now.
Every day, I have nothing to do, such as cup of bitter tea, a few sips of dry tobacco, and moving a lounge chair to bask in the sun, this is the happy life of the old men.
Tranquil and peaceful, the third master squinted his eyes and enjoyed the sunshine. There was no violence or discomfort as he had just killed someone, but there was only a faint satisfaction and happiness on his face.
The old man is sometimes very content, but now the third master of Yuzi likes it very much. He doesn't want anyone to break this happiness.
If you kill someone, the old man may not have done it for many years, but if you kill a few bad people who ruin the happy life of the Wu family, the old man will not be disgusted.
The dusty hatchet was born again and returned with blood stains. This is the protection of the Third Master.
For the Wu family and for those children who are filled with youthful joy, the third master doesn't mind being a resigned person, maybe more than once or not.
Wu Liang did not make a sound, and quietly moved a small stool from the Third Master's house and sat down next to the Third Master, squinted his eyes and stared at the Third Master's old face in a daze.
This is an ordinary mountain old man, and this is an old man with blood in his bones.
Sometimes Wu Liang admires the Third Master very much, including several other old masters. Such old men must be full of stories when they were young.
However, they are willing to live a poor and arduous life in the mountains. As time goes by, time still cannot erase the blood in their hearts. I don’t know what kind of persistence and belief can support them for decades.
They always silently support the next generation of the Wu family behind their backs. No matter what kind of danger or what kind of enemy they are, no one seems to be afraid of.
Wu Liang stared at the third master's loose skin, and the wrinkles seemed to be stories, which made him feel a little immersed in it.
For a long time, he had been wondering why the Third Master and the others believed in him so much.
No matter what he did outside, the old men seemed to care. They only knew to support him and trust him, and never complained.
Wu Liang was a little moved and confused. Is the blessing or disaster he brought to the Wu family?
From the day he appeared, the Wu family had embarked on another completely different path, and his existence broke the peace of the Wu family for decades.
With a gentle sigh, Wu Liang held his chin and continued to stare at the third master, thinking in his heart that this old man was so good to have a surname. Could it be that the old man really had nothing to ask about himself?
Lin Wuyuan, who was following Wu Liang, looked confused and didn't understand what this guy was doing. Just an old guy with low strength. This cold-blooded and ruthless guy is so well-behaved?
In the martial arts world, whether it is old or young, it is about strength rather than seniority and age.
Wu Liang did not speak, Lin Wuyuan kicked the small stone on the ground boredly. After waiting for a while, she felt that the old and the young seemed to be asleep. She suddenly turned her eyes and tiptoed to move around.
"Be more at ease, don't make trouble."
Just as she turned around and left, Wu Liang's voice that disgusted her gently sounded in her ears.
Lin Wuyuan bulged his mouth and muttered, "I understand!"
After the words came to an end, Lin Wuyuan had already run away quickly and disappeared in front of Wu Liang's eyes.
Wu Liang laughed, and at this moment, the old laughter of the Third Master sounded in his ears.
"Hahaha, boy Liang, I have you, I have found another granddaughter-in-law for Grandpa. It seems that the old man can hold a great grandson." Grandpa's eyes were almost narrowed into a line, and I don't know that the old man was sleeping all the time.
I don’t know, but I am still sober and I don’t want to pay attention to Wu Liang.
"All right, my mother is enough to chat all day long. When do you become nagging?" Wu Liang curled his lips, feeling that these older generations of the Wu family are more feudal than themselves, with sons and grandchildren all day long, and the Wu family hundreds of them.
There is no shortage of this one of me.
As for Lin Wuyuan, Wu Liang was too lazy to explain, and the more he explained, the more he explained, the more he felt more troublesome it became.
The third master grinned and picked up the gun beside him. Wu Liang hurriedly helped him light it. After the third master took a sip of satisfaction, Wu Liang smiled and said, "Third master, did you use the knife today?"
"I'm old, not as good as when I was young." The third master did not deny it, and said with some emotion: "I haven't used a knife for decades, and the third master's old bone is almost rusted."
Wu Liang smiled and didn't respond, while the old and the young sat quietly and silently.
There is something to say, just understand each other. Wu Liang understands it, and the third master understands it too.
The sun gradually sets, and the calm mountain village is playing. Wu Liang stretches and chuckles, "San Master, don't pretend to be deep. It's time to go home for dinner. I didn't see Grandma San coming over with a broom."
"where?"
The third master, who was squinting, exclaimed, jumped up from the recliner, and hurriedly looked back.
There is no one in the empty door.
I wanted to turn around and scold Wu Liang for a few words. When I saw that the boy's back was almost gone in front of me, the third master was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at me.
After muttering a few words, when Wu Liang's back completely disappeared, the third master showed a smile on his face and whispered: "Boy, the few hundred members of the Wu family will be handed over to you..."
...
When I returned home, although I had only been back for a few days, it seemed like a century had passed.
Wu Liang looked slightly excited, regardless of everyone's surprised eyes, and went straight forward and hugged Cuiyu. He said excitedly: "Girl, do you think of me?"
Cuiyu's face was red and her ears were red, and her white neck was shiny. She gently hit Wu Liang and said coquettishly: "Let go quickly! I'll just go out for a few days, so I don't miss you!"
"cut!"
As soon as Cuiyu finished speaking, Han Cuihong and Liu Er both looked contemptuous.
Even Niu Niu couldn't help but cover her eyes and shouted, "My third aunt is lying. She also said in the morning why isn't my uncle coming back yet?"
"Damn girl! It hurts you in vain!" Cuiyu was touched by the little girl, and her pretty face turned red. She hurriedly pushed Wu Liang away, hugged Niu Niu and left the front hall.
The little girl wanted to struggle, but Cuiyu hurriedly ran out with her little mouth, which made everyone burst into laughter.
Wu's mother and Han's mother also exchanged a few greetings with Wu Liang. When Cuiyu entered the door again, Wu Liang stopped joking about Cuiyu. The whole family had dinner with a smile.
After dinner, the family and the young and old sat together for a while. Wu Liangzheng talked about the prosperity outside with everyone, and suddenly stopped talking and said, "You guys are chatting, I'll go out and have a look."
Cuiyu's eyes showed a little worry, and the Han sisters stopped laughing and looked at Wu Liang.
"I'll be back later, what are you thinking about?" Wu Liang smiled helplessly. Is it necessary to do this? These women are too worried about themselves.
"Come back early."
Cuiyu reminded her, and saw that Wu Liang didn't look like she was going to go far, so she breathed a sigh of relief. Every time Wu Liang went out, she was worried, afraid that something would happen.
Although she didn't know what Wu Liang was doing outside, she was not a fool. She could see the changes in Wujia Village now. The young and young men of the Wu family were all murderous, and this time the Wu family went out dozens of times.
A brother from the Wu family must have been traveling anyway.
Wu Liang didn't explain much, nodded and put on a coat and went out.
After leaving the courtyard, Wu Liang turned left and right, stopped by a huge rock on the east side of the village. Looking at the figure of the calves shaking on the huge rock, Wu Liang couldn't help but smile and said, "Have you been here for an afternoon?"
"What do you think?" Lin Wuyuan rolled her eyes and said with a little resentment: "You are loving and loving dinner, and there is also my sister-in-law teasing me next to me. This girl is talking here, besides drinking the northwest wind.
No one can see it."
"I'm stopping you? If you want to eat, go and eat. Our little white family has a round stomach and can still lose your bowl of rice."
"Who is Xiaobai?"
"I have a dog..."
"Go to the death! The surname Wu, do you believe it or not, my aunt will not serve you!" Lin Wuyuan snorted angrily, but in a flash he burst into laughter, and he became happy for no reason.
Wu Liang was a little stunned. This woman's mind was changing too quickly, so she was so happy that she didn't see her picking up money.
Lin Wuyuan didn't explain to him, waved to signal Wu Liang to sit next to him. Wu Liang did not feel pretentious, and jumped onto the bluestone and sat down close to Lin Wuyuan.
A faint fragrance came from his nose. Wu Liang shook his nose and said softly: "It smells quite fragrant, have you applied perfume?"
"You're just applying perfume. This girl is naturally beautiful and can use perfume." Lin Wuyuan said with a slight smug look on her face and said with a smile: "Wu Liang, why don't you leave your family and I'll just treat you as a pretentious person."
Forget about the room?"
With her strength, Wujiacun's every move could not be hidden from her. She knew Wu Liang's little wife as soon as she came.
She could even hear every word Wu Liang said at home clearly, otherwise she would not have said anything about Wu Liang teasing his elder sister-in-law before.
"You seem to be braver?" Wu Liang glanced at her with a smile, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
Lin Wuyuan's scalp was slightly numb and she smiled dryly, "Just kidding, I don't care about it either."
She was really moved. She said that she was decisively killed by Wu Liang before. However, after seeing Wu Liang kill Long Yi with absolute strength, Lin Wuyuan's unwillingness and resentment gradually faded.
If such a monster could really become his wife, Lin Wuyuan wouldn't mind, and he might not even be happy.
Not to mention secularism, even among the thirty-six sects, it is not necessarily possible to find a younger generation who can compare with Wu Liang.
Even though Lin Wuyuan has never seen some young heroes in one palace and one palace, he has heard of some rumors, but no one can compare to this guy.
But that was his wife's wife's wife's lover. If she was a maid's lover, Lin Wuyuan would have to follow this bastard for nothing.
With her strength and talent that is now comparable to a genius, and her appearance is considered a natural beauty, some people are chasing her and begging her. Even if she is rebellious by Yunzong, she is still not worried about not being able to find an excellent man.
However, Wu Liang's tone made her know that it was impossible. Although she felt a little disappointed, Lin Wuyuan was not too sad. She had not yet reached the point of loving Wu Liang's love.
Speaking of which, the relationship between her and Wu Liang is quite complicated. Logically, she should hate this guy, but now she has less hatred, and her previous fear has gradually become thinner.
Lin Wuyuan no longer confused about this topic and asked, "What are you going to do next?"
Now that Long Yilong and San are dead, Longhua Pavilion will definitely not give up with Wu Liangshan. The master of Longhua Pavilion is a strong man in the realm of the ceiling. Although Lin Wuyuan saw Wu Liang's power, he didn't think Wu Liang would be strong in the ceiling.
The opponent of the person.
The three flowers are strong. One flower is stronger than the other. It is possible to fight the field flowers with human flowers. It has been rarely heard of using human flowers to fight the small flowers for hundreds of years.
Wu Liang was slightly silent for a moment. Although he was confident but not arrogant. With his current strength, he might be able to escape under the hands of the strong smallpox, but it is almost impossible to kill the strong smallpox.
Unless he has all his trump cards or even uses several abilities at the bottom of the box, he may still pay a certain price to kill the Lord of Longhua Pavilion.
But he couldn't do that. Now he has to face not only a leader of the Longhua Pavilion, but also a sect and those secret enemies.
Once he exposed all his capital, he might face his death the next moment, along with the destruction of Wujia Village.
After pondering for a while, Wu Liang glanced at Lin Wuyuan with a smile on his face and said a little interested: "What suggestions do you have?"
"The enemy's enemy is a friend." Lin Wuyuan gave Wu Liang an answer very charismaticly.
Before Wu Liang could ask, Lin Wuyuan slowly said: "You may not know that the existence of Longhua Pavilion is comparable to a sect. Over the years, has there been no enemies in Longhua Pavilion?"
"You mean..."
"Do you think the rise of Longhua Pavilion is smooth sailing? Whether it is a sect or a variety of forces, their rise cannot be separated from blood. Compared with sects, Longhua Pavilion is even more serious. According to Guangyun Sect, no less than a hundred schools of thought were destroyed in the history of Longhua Pavilion.
Strengths of big and small.”
Wu Liang nodded thoughtfully and said softly: "Are you saying that the enemy of Longhua Pavilion has a strong man who can compete with the Lord of Longhua Pavilion?"
At this moment, Wu Liang thought of the man who came to Beijing to sense, the old man hiding in the antique street, a strong man whose breath was better than the Tibetan Sword.
It’s not that there are no strong people in the secular world, but these strong people cannot see them at all, either living in seclusion in the mountains or free and easy world. They broke through the Three Flowers under various opportunities, but did not reveal themselves in front of others, but chose.
Obscurity.
The life span of Sanhua is as high as five hundred years, and it is difficult for these strong people to die easily. I am afraid no one can tell how many strong people there are in the secular world over the years.
However, Yun Sect is one of the seven sects, with many strong people, and it is possible to have some records of secular martial arts powerhouses.
"I don't know this, but I know that eighty years ago, the representative of the Longhua Pavilion was not dead yet, and there were several forces in the secular world that could compete with the Longhua Pavilion. However, the representative of the Longhua Pavilion was very talented and wise.
In just twenty years, those forces were swept away, and maybe some strong people could escape."
Lin Wuyuan's meaning was not clear, and she was a little unclear, but Wu Liang didn't care, and frowned and said, "So what?"
He didn't believe that Lin Wuyuan would say these nonsense for no reason. If he was not sure, this woman would probably not say it.
Since I said that, it means that Yun Sect or Lin Wuyuan himself has at least mastered the whereabouts of some secular powerful people.
And these strong men must have a grudge against Longhua Pavilion. Lin Wuyuan kept half of the words, probably because he wanted to sell him a good price.
Wu Liang was also thinking in his heart that what he was thinking about now was not to find these strong men, but to the old ghost of Zangtian Sword.
Wu Liang has never guessed how much strength this guy Zangtian Sword hides, and how strong he is. However, Wu Liang is sure that the old guy should be not weak, and even if he is not as good as smallpox, he may not be very different.
Otherwise, with the old ghost's forbearing surname, he would not have joined forces with him at the beginning, nor would he directly give Longhua Pavilion any face.
I joined forces with this old ghost to be sure to kill the Lord of Longhua Pavilion? All this depends not on myself, but on the Zangtian Sword.
If that guy is not much different from his own strength, Wu Liang thinks that the two of them join forces will be enough to solve the problem of the Lord of Longhua Pavilion.
As he thought about it, Wu Liang calmed down. Lin Wuyuan next to him kicked her tender white feet and couldn't help but cough and said, "Don't you want to know where the enemy of Longhua Pavilion is?"
"So what if you know? If you want to take action, we will show up without looking for them. If you don't want to take action, what can you do if you find it?"
"You are so boring!" Lin Wuyuan muttered, poked Wu Liang in the waist, and laughed: "I'll help you find a very powerful expert. How about you promise me something?"
"Don't do it!"
"Not powerful!" Lin Wuyuan was really angry and said, "I know you are powerful, but you definitely don't know how strong the smallpox power is. Just you and the Zangtian Sword, no matter how powerful you two are, you must be.
Instead of the opponent of the Lord of Longhua Pavilion, she will find it soon.”
"It's not the two of us, it's the three of us!" Wu Liang corrected with a smile, staring at Lin Wuyuan's face and chuckled gently.
"Shameless!"
Lin Wuyuan was shocked by Wu Liang's shamelessness, jumped off the boulder hatefully, and disappeared in front of Wu Liang in a few steps.
"I'm going to find someone, remember to divorce your wife, remember..."
A crisp laughter came from afar, and Wu Liang curled his lips. If you want to get to power, you have to see if your master agrees...)