1463, the rivers and lakes have you (35) three in one
Jianghu has you (35)
After the place was decorated, this was Lin Yutong's first time here. The last time he arranged the formation, he was pressed for time. He came and went in a hurry, and there was no time to go inside and look around. This is the first day of junior high school, let alone...
It's really cool. What's even more rare is that everyone obeys the rules. Of course, it's not completely smooth when you go in. Isn't there class everywhere?
You need to get a sign. There is a file here for those who have come in. After registering, they will give you a voucher when you come out after the first time. If you come here again, you don’t need to register. You can go through the direct lane and go in. Is there anyone who hasn’t come?
Yes, don’t you still need to register? And among the people here, there are also levels. For example, if they come from the same master, and the master is in office, should the master handle this kind of thing personally? If there are masters and apprentices traveling together, can it be
Aren't disciples obliged to do their work? Even if a rich man goes out, doesn't he have to take care of himself with his entourage?
And these people, relying on their status, would never go there in person. Therefore, there was inevitably a congestion at the door. A bunch of people blocked the door, and there were a few juniors running in and out.
The people who registered asked detailed questions, but some disciples or juniors in the same sect didn’t know everything, so they had to ask questions back and forth.
Guo Jing also encountered the same problem. His masters wanted to go in, so he helped with these trivial matters.
Guo Jing told others: "My master..."
Of course they have to ask: "Who is your master? What is your name, where do you live..." This is the process, and it is the same for everyone. Everyone follows the rules.
But Ke Zhen E really couldn't stand this. He was standing outside without going in. Even though the surrounding environment was so noisy, people could hear clearly. I asked Jing'er who his master was? Guo Jing wasn't it.
Are you an acquaintance? Don’t you know who his mentor is? So, what do you mean by asking now? There is no one in your eyes! We, the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, are so famous, but you actually don’t listen.
The way you live. Who is this deliberately humiliating?
He immediately became furious and shouted loudly: "Jing'er, come out! Why do you need to humiliate yourself!"
Guo Jing was about to tell someone, but he was confused by the scolding. What happened to this good guy? There were so many people waiting to register. Or he had seen the girl from the Women's Camp registering inside, who was originally the supervisor.
I don’t know how to do these things personally. I saw that I had arrived, so I was embarrassed to ask myself to jump in line, but I asked someone to step aside and I could do it first without queuing. I was quite embarrassed, so why wasn’t I satisfied?
Ke Zhen'e yelled like this, "Hey guys, people who were impatient to wait and impatient to be asked finally found an excuse to vent their anger."
This person said: "What Master Ke said is reasonable, but these people are too arrogant."
The one said: "That's right! You're looking down on the world's heroes."
And there was another person who said: "We really treat us as if we are a gangster and have no respect at all!"
Everyone has face, so what you do is not giving everyone face. If you don’t give everyone face, don’t blame others for not giving you face.
As a result, what was originally an orderly order immediately became more noisy.
Qiu Chuji also wanted to speak to support Ke Zhene. Ma Yu stopped him with his hand and shook his head gently, but said nothing. Qiu Chuji, however, was a little aggrieved, so he just rolled up his sleeves, snorted, and turned away.
Ma Yu looked at his junior brother and shook his head. In this world, if people dare to set such rules, and there has been no commotion before, then there must be someone who is outstanding. They don't have diamonds, and they don't do this porcelain work.
Those who made a fuss have never been here before. Those who have been here before, whether they are chatting or laughing, have they all gone in?
In fact, if one queues up to register one by one, it will only take a moment for one person to pass. Now this is just a matter of sects standing next to each other, and they still maintain their own identity and refuse to go in person. They only ask the disciples to do it for them. This is a simple matter.
I'm surprised it's not easy to do.
Ma Yu is the leader, and it is not easy to take charge of the congregation and the land and property under Quanzhen's name. He can quickly see the secrets inside, and he has a general understanding of the benefits of doing so.
In this way, he has a little too much to think about. After this matter, unless these people in the world are not under the jurisdiction of these two nobles, everyone's actions will be under the attention of others. If he doesn't make a fuss, he doesn't feel bad in his heart.
It’s not that I could have built a good relationship with those two noble people. In terms of closeness, I did my best to save them. With such good karma, why couldn’t we get together in the end?
It was related to Junior Brother Qiu's self-assertion at that time, and it was also related to Quanzhen's failure to follow the wishes of those two people. He only wanted to destroy the Jin Dynasty and restore the Song Dynasty, but this... the people in power would not think so at all.
No one can take the country they have conquered and surrender it to others, and then face the end of losing their lives. No one can take it calmly.
Now that I think about my own practice, I can really use that sentence, which is called: Standing and talking does not hurt your back.
Therefore, not only did he not make a fuss, he also took the lead in entering. With so many people watching the excitement, when no one was paying attention to them, he quickly went in to register and then entered the venue.
In fact, it is really fast. As soon as people ask him questions and answer them, their information has been prepared here. For those who are famous in the world, they prepare the collected information first. When they arrive, they have to ask, and after asking
If the things prepared in advance are correct, then keep them and go directly to the next question. If there are some gaps, fill in the discrepancies in the reserved blanks. The greater the reputation, the more complete and accurate the collection will be. Then
Ma Yu personally experienced that it only takes a few words. Just give a card with both hands and please come in.
There are seven Quanzhen Seven Sons in total, and it takes less than a cup of tea before and after.
There were so many people surrounding the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, some of them booing, and they were just joining in the fun. Ke Zhen'e became more and more majestic and said to Guo Jing: "Don't you recognize the master? Please come and see me. I want to see him."
Who do we think the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan are?"
The Fourth Master not far away: "..." Who do you love? Li Mochou had given her a few wooden signs before, telling her family that they could come and go freely. If they hadn't come to see the excitement outside, they would have gone in early with their children.
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Lin Yutong saw Mochou leading the people over, and pulled Fourth Master to stop temporarily, "Wait a minute... let's see what else the six people can do."
The fourth master also stopped and whispered: "Have you noticed? The confrontation between the north and the south is serious!"
That's the problem!
Not to mention ordinary people, even the most unruly Jianghu people have this concept of southerners and northerners. Most of the people who followed the Jiangnan Seven Heroes were southerners.
The Fourth Master hit the nail on the head, and this really got to the root of these people. Zhu Cong was now dissatisfied with the people of the Quanzhen Sect. In order to support them before, his eldest brother stood by them without hesitation.
What about the people around me now? I was talking about this at home, but the other party didn’t even say hello, they just went in to register, and then entered the venue one by one.
What does it mean?
After all, it’s not like you look down on your own family!
For a moment, I felt so angry that I couldn't help but snorted coldly.
Ke Zhen'e was in high spirits because he spoke out alone and everyone responded, but he didn't want to hear his second brother snort, so he immediately asked: "Second brother, what's the matter?"
Zhu Cong whispered: "The Seven Quanzhen disciples have gone in..."
As soon as these words came out, Ke Zhen E felt filled with anger: "...They can go in, why can't we go in?"
They went to register.
Before Zhu Cong could say anything, Ke Zhen'e said: "The martial arts community in the North actually regards us in the South as nothing?"
These words made the crowd even more excited.
At first glance, everyone who entered seemed to be from the North.
Guo Jing hurriedly said loudly: "It's not like this... It's not like this... The land is far and near, but the people are not far or near! The news naturally spread from north to south. The people in the north got the news first, and the people in the north are far away from Zhongdu.
It's much more convenient than in the Southland. We came as soon as we got the news. Many people have been here for a long time. They have already registered before, so we can just go as usual with the tokens. We Southland people, because we got the news late,
The journey is late, and many of them have only arrived in the past two days. I haven’t been here yet, but now that everyone is pouring in, it will naturally be slower. There are also sects further away that have not arrived yet because of the distance.
!How can we say this? Could it be that people are chosen according to the place?"
This is actually very pertinent.
You can't say that you are in the south, I will send you to the south first. When you arrive in the north, I will tell the people in the north. This is not something to be done in a hurry, and there is plenty of time to travel. Just because of this matter, I made a fuss.
It's ugly.
Huang Rong felt that Guo Jing was really impressive when he spoke like this in the crowd. So she hid behind and disguised her voice and shouted: "Is this the way it is? I have never seen such an unreasonable person! What kind of hero is this? He is clearly a monster.
.They call you the Jiangnan Seven Freaks, and indeed they are right. I advise everyone to disperse and stop crowding around. Don’t follow this old blind man and start making noises. Just line up and go inside. The Quanzhen Seven can do it by themselves.
Go register, what can't you do?"
Don't look at it, the relationship between Guo Jing and Huang Rong is a familiar relationship, but Huang Rong disguised her voice, and the upright young man Guo Jing just didn't know that this was his Ronger. No one else thought about it! But Ke Zhen'e
It's different, the eyes can't see, but the ears are much sharper than normal people. No matter how disguised, the voice is always there. Listening to the tone of the voice again, it sounds like an old blind man, he suddenly trembled with anger, and raised his head.
His hand slapped Guo Jing on the face: "If you still recognize me as your master, capture that witch for me."
It didn't matter that Guo Jing was knocked down. It was normal for the master to beat and scold him. But after hearing what the master meant, he actually said to Ronger again, "What does this have to do with Ronger?" He looked around specifically, but where was Ronger anywhere?
Huang Rong's Qinggong movement technique was exactly like Yun Zhonghe's. It was really as light as smoke, and she was disguised. She lowered her head and hid in the crowd. Where could she find her? As long as she didn't speak, Ke Zhen would
It’s really impossible to find evil.
Han Xiaoying also felt that maybe the eldest brother had heard wrongly: "There is no Miss Huang, eldest brother heard wrongly."
The magic wand in Ke Zhen E's hand hit the ground with a thud: "I'm not that old yet."
Zhu Cong also said: "Brother listens to the wind and discerns shapes. When has anything gone wrong?"
After such a question, Han Xiaoying stopped talking and looked at Guo Jing with a hesitant expression: "Jing'er, that Miss Huang is cunning by nature, and you are straight-tempered, and you don't even realize that you are being played around by others...
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"...No...Seventh Master..." Guo Jing wanted to explain aggrievedly, but he didn't expect that Li Mochou and others were already approaching.
"Everyone!" Li Mochou stretched out her hand to the side, and the little girl following behind handed her a stack of paper and a strange pen, "Can you all come in?"
"Of course I want it." Ke Zhen'e didn't say anything, but other people gathered around said, how could you miss such a grand event?
Li Mochou turned over two pages: "Those who intentionally stir up trouble will be given a yellow card for the first time, and will be expelled for the second time!" After saying that, he closed the stack of bound papers with a snap, "Everyone
Please do whatever you want."
With that said, he took out another yellow sign and handed it to Zhu Cong, then nodded and left directly with his head.
But as soon as the yellow cards were issued, no one stopped arguing, but the atmosphere became even more rigid. The thinking mode of these people is: you don't show any face to others.
Then this is not giving face to the martial arts people from the South.
Someone snorted coldly: "Even the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan are treated like this, let alone us."
"Then you won't go?" someone asked.
"Go! Of course you have to go. You have to let the barbarians in the north know that there are heroes all over the south of the Yangtze River."
After saying this, the responders gathered, and no matter what else, just register when you register, queue when you queue, go in first, and then talk. After entering, those northern barbarians can learn a lesson.
Fourth Master glanced at Mochou from afar, who seemed to be just watching the excitement, and raised his eyebrows and asked Tongtong: "What did you tell that girl? What she understood is..."
Not only did it provoke gang wars, but it also provoked a war between the north and the south.
The result of this kind of fight is that unless there is a particularly amazing and talented person who wants to unify the world, it is a fool's dream. The more fierce the fight, the more important the arbiter is highlighted. What Mo Chou is doing is
this.
Lin Yutong also raised his eyebrows at the fourth master: "Smart people can get through with a little bit." It's a normal official order to manage so many people. Mo Chou's salary is the same as that of a fourth-grade general outside.
It is said that the butt determines the head. Her position has changed, and the way she thinks about problems has changed.
Lin Yutong was no longer interested in the excitement outside, so he took the fourth master and the children and went straight in.
Of course I didn't need to pick up the bench, but in order not to look different, I still took the bench from the entrance. After bringing it in, I went directly to the viewing platform.
The viewing platform was built recently. It is paved with logs and has seats one above the other. These are the referee's positions.
The old naughty boy is here today, but Master Yideng hasn't come yet. Hong Qigong has probably arrived, but I don't know where the cat is, but he is deliberately not showing up. Huang Yaoshi is not interested in this level of competition at all, but he is interested in the forest.
I am interested in the formation, and recently I avoided crowded places and went to the woods farthest outside the competition venue to study the formation.
On the martial arts arena, both sides already had people on their feet.
On one side are the Quanzhen Seventh Son, and on the other side are Wu Santong.
The unlucky Zhao Zhijing was taken back by other disciples for treatment, but He Yuanjun was always by Wu Santong's side.
There was an old naughty boy on the viewing platform. As soon as this guy saw the Quanzhen Seventh Sons and their nephews, he hid under the table. As soon as Long'er arrived, he laughed when he saw him hiding, ran over to him, and squatted down too.
There, I came face to face with the old naughty boy: "Why are you hiding here?"
The old naughty boy looked in the direction of the competition ring: "Don't let them see me...or else they'll have to talk about me again...it'll make me sick..."
Long Er took a look and said, "Do those Taoist priests know you?"
"Yes... yes... those are the annoying Taoist priests..." He was very annoying. As he said that, he smiled, looked at Lin Yutong, and made two "bah" sounds in his mouth, which was to tell her to come over and have something to say.
Lin Yutong laughed: "You are an old man, what are you doing?"
The old naughty boy shushed: "I'm not on duty today... call Huang Laoxie... Anyway, you won't be on duty if you beat me to death..."
Lin Yutong laughed: "No one can beat you to death, but you are not afraid that your seven nephews will be beaten to death?"
Um?
Have these seven trashes reached this level of waste? Oops! Even though they are so annoying that they want to be stuffed into the urinal, if they are beaten to death by chance, I will not be sorry for my senior brother.
The old naughty boy stuck his head out: "Who can kill seven of them at once? You are lying!"
As long as all the co-authors are not dead and only one or two remain to retain their incense, it's not that big of a deal, right?
Lin Yutong didn't say anything, and he and Fourth Master found a corner to hide away from others. As for Long Er, feel free to do whatever you want. As long as you are on the viewing platform, you can play whatever you want.
After speaking like this, the old naughty boy scratched his head and looked at Wu Santong secretly. Where had he seen this person before? Why didn't he turn around and ask me to see his face?
Wu Santong was calming He Yuanjun in a low voice: "Ayuan, please don't feel wronged. I will definitely seek justice for you."
He Yuanjun only smiled, but dodged a bit, turned his face and met Li Mochou's eyes, and she became even more panicked.
Wu Santong took her and sent her directly to Li Mochou: "Miss Mochou, the sword will be blind for a while, and Ayuan will be left to you to take care of..."
"No need!" He Yuanjun said hurriedly: "I am plundering the formation for my adoptive father. My adoptive father just needs to be at ease. This is not a private fight. Those Taoist priests in Quanzhen cherish their reputation the most, and they will never do anything to me in public again."
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This also makes sense.
Wu Santong glanced at Li Mochou: "Girl Mochou is by the side, so nothing will happen to her. Since you insist, Ayuan, I will listen to you."
He Yuanjun clenched his purse with his hands and slowly lowered his eyelids: "Is the foster father ready for dinner?"
"Are you hungry?" Wu Santong asked hurriedly.
With that anxious expression, she didn't know what happened to Mr. Yuan. Li Mochou felt her tooth hurt, and she happened to see Long Er jumping up and down on it. She originally wanted to go there, but someone said that Jiangnan
The seven monsters were causing trouble at the leadership bench again, but she couldn't explain the details, so she had to go over and deal with it again.
These people really want to kick them out, but they can't. The result of that is that Southland and Northland will fight to the death. As my aunt said, you have to grasp this 'degree' well.
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Watching Li Mochou walk away, He Yuanjun took off his purse: "I'm not hungry, but I'm worried that my adoptive father will be weak when he comes on stage... I have dried meat here, please eat some of my adoptive father's..."
Wu Santong only needed to look at He Yuanjun, and whatever she said was what she said. He didn't even look at the things handed over to him. He just stared at He Yuanjun's face. He reached for the dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth. His silly expression looked like
It is to eat dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder.
Lin Yutong glanced over there and frowned: He Yuanjun's attitude towards Wu Santong is really strange. It was too late to avoid taboos, but why did they become so close together?
Something is wrong with this!
Before he had time to ask someone to check, Long Er was playing with Zhou Botong when he pulled out a handkerchief from Zhou Botong's sleeve. Zhou Botong didn't even bother to hide it anymore. When he saw the handkerchief, he rubbed it and jumped out.
He snatched it from Long Er's hand and quickly stuffed it into his arms, "You little girl, you have sharp eyesight and quick hands..."
Before he finished speaking, the Seven Quanzhen disciples over there had already come over and shouted in unison: "Uncle Master!"
As soon as I arrived in Zhongdu, I heard the news about my uncle. Many people suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared. I was originally looking for them, but before I could care about them, I met them here.
As soon as Zhou Botong saw these seven, he wanted to run away: "Don't come here... don't come here... I can't do Quanzhen... What's so fun about Quanzhen? Don't talk to me, I won't go back..." He turned his face and looked
Lin Yutong: "You see, my nephew has entered the ring, and I am no longer suitable to be a referee..."
The voice was not quiet at all, and everyone who was paying attention could see and hear it.
He Yuanjun said: "This Quanzhen sect is really shameless. In such a competition, it is actually decided by the supernatural power. Isn't this biased? I think... otherwise, forget it..."
Wu Santong immediately blushed: "How can we forget it? A Yuan is my treasure, no one can bully him. It's just Zhou Botong, maybe I'm afraid of him..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped onto the ring and sneered: "Today I have to see what kind of partiality this ruling is... What kind of decent people are just shameless villains who are just trying to gain fame..."
"What did you say?" Qiu Chuji immediately flew into a rage, his moves were faster than his mouth, and he immediately faced him.
In this way, the scenes of you coming and going, high and low, are more enjoyable to watch than what is shown on TV. The Fourth Master was quite reserved before, but now he is also very lively, following other people's movements with his fingers and arms,
Those who learn one move from the left and another from the right are quite interested.
Lin Yutong only looked at the fourth master and did not pay much attention to the situation on the field. She suddenly heard a scream, and then the fourth master's expression changed. She turned around and saw Qiu Chuji's sword already on Wu Santong's chest.
Ma Yu shouted: "Junior brother, please show mercy."
Lin Yutong didn't care much, he flew up, kicked Qiu Chuji away, saved Wu Santong from the opponent's sword, and then quickly tapped his acupuncture points to stop his bleeding. There was no fear for his life for the time being, but Wu Santong was hit by a poison.
Yes, it was a drug other than the slight dose given by Mochou at that time. Judging from the symptoms, it turned out to be a kind of drug that made people feel exhausted.
She saved Wu Santong not because she thought he didn't deserve to die, but because he really couldn't die in the ring. This ring must be able to guarantee everyone's life after entering the arena. It cannot be a place to vent personal anger!
Moreover, she didn't think that Wu Santong was so inexperienced that he was stabbed without even taking a hundred of Qiu Chuji's moves. Now it seems that someone wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
Others didn't know about the poisoning, so they only looked at He Yuanjun who screamed just now. I have to say that He Yuanjun was smart. He screamed when Qiu Chuji stabbed him with his sword. That move seemed dangerous, but in fact it was harmless.
When she yelled, Wu Santong was distracted. In addition, Qiu Chuji probably didn't expect that he couldn't avoid it, so he stabbed him. The sword was not light, and his heart and lungs were still damaged. In the future... I'm afraid it will happen again.
It's a bit difficult to use force. Unless Lin Yutong personally helps him restore his meridians, why should she help him!
She stood up and looked at He Yuanjun. Before she could say anything, she saw Master Yideng coming step by step, chanting a Buddhist chant, and then glanced at the rescued Wu Santong, saluted Lin Yutong, and thanked him for saving his life. Then she looked
Xiang Qiu Chuji: "I, Duan of Dali, have a close relationship with the Quanzhen Sect. I don't know why Taoist Qiu killed my disciple today!"
Qiu Chuji frowned, this is strange. It’s not that he wants to kill or hurt others, but that he refuses to avoid them. When faced with masters, they won’t avoid them. You don’t know if there are other trump cards when you get close. How can you dare to keep them?
Hand. As a result, wasn’t this a miss?
He didn't know about Wu Santong's drug addiction, so he only looked at He Yuanjun: "Why did this girl scream for no reason before?"
Wu Santong lay there panting, and said: "Don't blame A Yuan, you stinky Taoist priests insulted A Yuan first, framed A Yuan behind, bullied a weak woman, what a villain..."
Master Yideng frowned and glanced at his disciple before joining hands. There was no doubt that he had been fooled.
He looked coldly at Qiu Chuji and the sword still stained with blood in Qiu Chuji's hand: "Can you take the sword for a look?"
Qiu Chuji is also a person who is proficient in Huang Qi's art. How can he not understand the meaning of Master Yideng, "Master suspects that I am cheating?"
Whether you are going to hit or not, you will know by looking at the sword!
Qiu Chuji sneered and handed the sword over. Master Yideng took it and handed it directly to Lin Yutong in front of the public: "Madam is a master of medicine, and there is no one like her in the world! Madam's words, I
letter."
Lin Yutong took the sword, glanced at it twice, and then put it under his nose to smell it. His brows furrowed even more. There was really a poison on this sword, but the strange thing was that the poison was different from the two poisons on Wu Santong.
Her eyes fell on the tip of the sword. She was afraid that the person who applied the medicine in a hurry did not apply the medicine on the front end of the sword, but only a part of the sword at the back end. But it would not make sense to say that Qiu Chuji applied the medicine himself.
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Lin Yutong looked at the swords of the other six people and asked, "Have your swords ever left your side?"
All three of them shook their heads: "No."
Lin Yutong asked Qiu Chuji again: "Where is Taoist Qiu?"
"What do you mean?" Qiu Chuji looked at the sword in his hand, and his expression changed drastically: "There is something on my sword..." His expression immediately turned gloomy. His sword had left his side before, and he was busy treating Zhao Zhijing, so he put the sword away.
I gave it to others to take a short while.
But I can’t remember who the person next to me is.
This incident was also unexpected by Lin Yutong. He thought it was Zhao Zhijing who did it before, but that was wrong. Zhao Zhijing should have been unconscious due to his injuries at the time. Even if he was still conscious, he would not be able to do such a thing.
Moreover, what is embarrassing is that whether it is the poison on the sword or the poison on the body, it must have come from Zhong Nanshan.
Lin Yutong was surprised, where did the things He Yuanjun brought with him come from? Who could stretch his hands so long and have the opportunity to tamper with Qiu Chuji's sword?
Lin Yutong felt that what was going on here was not simple, but the old naughty boy came over to look at this and that, and then raised his hand and hit Qiu Chuji: "You bastard! This is what your master taught you, my senior brother! Use this to be abusive.
The method..."
Before Master Yideng could say anything, the two fishermen and woodcutter jumped onto the ring first: "Don't be pretentious, today our brothers will learn some clever tricks." They had no good impression of Zhou Botong. In their opinion,
He was just a clown, but ended up having an affair with a concubine in the harem. What kind of character is this?
For a person with this kind of character, what kind of disciples can his master teach?
Lin Yutong stretched out his hand to stop him, "Don't be impulsive, there's something fishy about this. No matter what the Quanzhen Sect is... they just want to attack people sneakily, so why use this kind of poison that anyone can contact them with?"
Qiu Chuji's expression softened, but fortunately this man was still willing to speak a fair word.
At this time, the people watching the battle below also agreed: "We can still trust the character of the Quanzhen Seventh Son."
As soon as this word came out, there were many people who responded.
Lin Yutong thought to himself: After all, it has been a big gang for so many years, and it does have some background.
She raised her hand and pressed it down, looking at He Yuanjun: "Miss He, please pass me the purse in your hand!"
He Yuanjun's hand suddenly grasped the purse. She hadn't finished eating the dried meat in it. She didn't know what would happen to it after eating it. It was given to her by a white-haired old woman. When she entered here before, there was a special
A place where a woman was changing clothes. She went in and out to clean herself up. When she was about to come out, someone tapped her acupoints from behind. A female voice whispered: "Do you want the man who harmed you to die? Then give this to him!" So!
, there was an extra purse in her waist. She didn't see the other person's face clearly, she could only see the white hair on his head with her peripheral vision.
She really wanted Wu Santong to die, so she asked him to eat the dried meat in her purse beforehand. Unexpectedly, the lady saw through it at a glance.
She clenched the purse in her hand tightly: "It's nothing..." Before she could finish her words, the things were taken away.
It was Li Mochou who came back. After roughly hearing about the cause and effect, she became very angry. The labor aunt actually took action in this matter. She would really cause trouble for people.
As soon as she took the purse in her hand and smelled it, her expression changed, "Auntie, it's not clean."
Lin Yutong took it, and sure enough, it was the same poison as Wu Santong. She looked at He Yuanjun coldly: "Miss He, do you have anything to say?!"
What does this mean? A daughter wants to murder her father.
Master Yideng paid it back, and the expressions of the two fishermen and woodcutter immediately changed. They looked at Wu Santong, who looked in disbelief, and then at this girl who had almost grown up looking at her. How could she have reached this point?
They couldn't help but ask: "Madam, I'm afraid I made a mistake somewhere."
He Yuanjun immediately said: "...I don't know...I just...an old lady kindly gave me dried meat, and I gave it to my adoptive father as a filial piety. I don't know anything else..."
After others heard this, they just ignored it. Lin Yutong looked at Li Mochou: "Is there such a person?"
Li Mochou shook her head: "There are only a few chivalrous ladies in the world, let alone older ones. If there are, I will definitely remember them." Her expression turned gloomy, and she was afraid that someone might have gotten into it in disguise.
She thought of this, and Lin Yutong certainly thought of this too.
She glanced in the direction of Fourth Master and Long Er, and felt relieved when she saw that both father and daughter were fine. She told the two parties about the matter and asked them to make a temporary truce, otherwise, this would be a trap!
The old naughty boy jumped to his feet: "Who is so despicable! Who is so despicable!" He stood on the ring with his hands on his hips: "Don't let me catch you..."
"How about getting caught?"
Someone in the crowd responded to the old naughty boy, and then he stood up from the ground and jumped into the air. His white hair was flying, he was about forty years old, his face was beautiful, and his linen clothes couldn't hide his beautiful figure.
Lin Yutong thought: Yes! I know who it is. She turned around and went towards Fourth Master and Long Er. She couldn't control these grudges.
After sitting down, Fourth Master asked: "I'm afraid you are relieved too early."
How do you say this?
The Fourth Master then asked: "Can Aunt Ying disguise herself?"
Um?
Logically speaking, she shouldn't have done it. She lived in the palace of Dali in her early years, and then she gave birth to a child. The child died, and she closed herself off. She didn't have much contact with the outside world until Huang Rong and Guo Jing broke into her realm. Such an experience,
She has nowhere to learn. Now, it is different. If she gets the news about such a big event in Jianghu, Yinggu will definitely come. Her obsession is revenge, it is Zhou Botong. This
It comes as it comes, but are there other opportunities along the way?
Fourth Master said: "If I remember correctly, the Persian Ming Cult is very good at disguise."
With such a reminder, doesn’t it mean that we have been contacted?
If Yinggu really meets those people and learns a few tricks from them, she can still get through with basic disguise.
Yinggu hated the Duan family of Dali and used Quanzhen to kill the Duan family's apprentices. This forced the old naughty boy and Master Yideng to show up and even fight. This was her purpose.
And this person who took advantage of her...if it was the Persian Ming Cult, then what was their purpose of consuming the Central Plains martial arts through such things?
Develop their power in this direction?
Thinking about it this way, it seems quite reliable. It seems that Zhongdu is now more mixed up than I imagined!
She asked Fourth Master: "Is it possible that we really want to drive away the wolf and devour the tiger?"
To drive away wolves and devour tigers?
The fourth master placed his hand on the table and shook his head slowly...
The author has something to say: My blood pressure is high today and I have a splitting headache. I have revised half of it but I really can’t hold it anymore. Let’s look at it this way for now. I’ll update it first. Please forgive me.