When the two arrived at Xiangyunju, Taoist Mu and Gusong were already waiting at the door of Xiangyunju.
The Mu Taoist had a head full of silvery white hair, but he was wearing a torn Taoist robe. It seemed that he had not washed himself for many years. Behind him was an old man with a thin and neat face, who was the layman Gusong.
When Mu Taoist saw Feng and Lu, he couldn't help laughing. He stepped forward and said, "I have met Mr. Feng."
Feng Zhou quickly supported Mu Taoist and said with a smile, "Taoist Master, you're welcome!"
"Although Pindao is an outsider, he will naturally bow to high officials when he sees them!" Mu Taoist laughed. Although his words were modest, he was very satisfied with Feng Zhou's attitude.
Facing a senior Wudang sect master like Mu Daoren, Feng Zhou did not test his martial arts skills at all.
Speaking of which, although the other party is a tycoon, he is also a tycoon within the Wudang Sect. He has also recruited a group of evil thieves to serve as thugs, but his ultimate goal is to kill them after they are used up.
It doesn’t hurt to say it this way!
Therefore, there is no conflict between Feng Zhou and Mu Daoren, the hero.
"Taoist Master is a famous figure in Wudang and a disciple of Emperor Zhenwu. From Emperor Taizu on down, all the emperors and ministers of the Ming Dynasty have respected Wudang Taoist Master, and Taoist Master Mu is the leader among them. I dare not accept the courtesy."
Feng Zhou replied with a smile, nodded to the layman Gu Song, then pointed at Lu Xiaofeng and said: "This great hero Lu Xiaofeng, the two seniors must be very familiar with him!"
Mu Taoren smiled and nodded, looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said:
"As expected, you are here, I knew you would come!"
Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to smile and said, "I also know you will definitely come."
Mu Taoist laughed. Although this Wudang elder is nearly 70 years old, he is still full of energy and full of energy. He is also a gamer and has no trace of his appearance. Few people can tell that he is one of the three most famous swordsmen in the contemporary era.
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He laughed and said: "Of course I don't want to miss this battle. Even if I am really too old to walk, I will still crawl here."
Lu Xiaofeng said calmly: "Do you want to see if there are any flaws in their swordsmanship and then have a fight with them?"
Mu Taoist was not angry either, but sighed and said: "I am already old. I don't want to find anyone to fight with swords or compete with others for drinks. If someone wants to play chess with me, I would be willing to accompany him."
Lu Xiaofeng glanced at Feng Zhou and remembered what he just said in Chunhe Building.
The Feng Shilang believed that Mu Tao Cai was the best swordsman in the world. He not only stirred up dissension, but also had real intentions.
Feng Zhou naturally understood the look in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes and said with a smile: "To be honest with Taoist Priest, I just met Ye Gucheng and told him that I believe Taoist Priest Mu is the best swordsman in the world, and the second and third ranked ones are
The duel between swordsmen in this world is really funny!"
Mu Taoist was startled, then shook his head and said: "I'm old, I'm old! It's no longer useful."
Several people chatted and laughed as they entered Xiangyun Residence and arrived at the room Feng Zhou had booked.
The turtle grandson is waiting inside.
Just a little drunk.
Although Mr. Sun can no longer stand up, fortunately he can still sit up.
Now he was sitting upright in the chair in the room, his eyes straight, glaring at Feng Zhou, Lu Xiaofeng, Mu Daoren and others who were looking at him, and said: "This official, even if he is in a hurry to find those two old men,
Monster, you should at least have a drink with me first."
Feng Zhou smiled and said: "I'm not looking for Datong, and I don't want to look for Dazhi. I just need you here."
"Oh? Without them, who would you ask questions to?"
"What's the problem in the world? I just don't want you to be assassinated."
Feng Zhou smiled faintly, and then gently clapped his hands.
Immediately someone came in from outside, holding a plate in his hand.
There is a snake on the plate.
Red snake.
It's just a dead snake.
And next to this dead snake, there is a whistle.
Feng Zhou said: "What do you think of this snake?"
The Mu Taoist mused: "It looks like this is a strictly trained red snake."
Lu Xiaofeng nodded in agreement and said, "Could it be that as soon as the whistle blows, this snake will attack the target?"
Feng Zhou smiled and did not answer. Instead, he looked at Master Sun and asked: 'Master Sun, what do you think of this?'
Mr. Sun's eyes suddenly became clear when he looked at the snake.
But then he lay down on the chair again and murmured: "You brought a snake, why don't you make snake soup and drink a glass of wine?"
Feng Zhou smiled and asked his opponent, "Tell him, where was this snake caught?"
The subordinate put down the plate, handed over to everyone, and said: "Taoist Master Mu and Master Sun agreed to meet in a broken kiln in the south of the city. This poisonous snake was hidden in the kiln, and there was another person waiting a hundred feet away with a whistle.
Go down and kill the man, and then kill the snake."
As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Mu Taoist invited Mr. Sun to a broken kiln outside the city today to exchange money for information. He did not do it secretly. Anyone who is interested can find out after checking it, which is enough to make preparations calmly in advance.
Only Mr. Sun still didn't care, lying on the chair and muttering: 'Without wine, what's the point of living! It's better to die!'
Feng Zhou ignored him and looked at Lu Xiaofeng: 'Master Lu, do you think this big gamble between Li Yanbei and Du Tongxuan is worth killing Mr. Sun?'
"Of course it's not worth it."
Lu Xiaofeng shook her head.
A big bet was just a gamble between two gangsters using their own wealth. After all, it had little to do with anyone else.
There is absolutely no need to kill a bad old man who is drunk all day long.
If he must be killed, it means that Mr. Sun must know something inside.
Thinking of this, everyone in the room looked at Mr. Sun.
Mr. Sun sighed and said, "Why did Mr. Guan want to save my life?"
Feng Zhou looked at Master Sun, shook his head and said: "If you are a nobody, even if you are killed, only Shuntian Mansion will investigate the case and clear your name. But you, Master Sun, are a well-known big shot in the world. Naturally, the Ministry of Punishment
Pay more attention to it, so I can nip it in the bud.”
"I am saving you because you are a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, that's all."
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask: "Who wanted to kill him? Why did he want to kill him? Who sent the person who blew the whistle?"
Feng Zhou still looked at Mr. Sun: "Master Sun may know who wants to kill him, but Dazhi and Datong definitely know. Presumably the other party is too powerful, Mr. Sun dare not say anything?"
At this moment, everyone in the room looked at Mr. Sun again.
Mr. Sun sighed: "Since Dazhi and Datong know, why don't you just ask them?"
Feng Zhou smiled faintly, not bothering to play riddles with the other party, but looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "Does Master Lu know where Ximen Chuixue is?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook her head.
Feng Zhou said: "According to intelligence, Ximen Chuixue is from Jiangnan. His family opened a pastry shop in the capital thirty years ago. It is considered a time-honored brand in the capital. The shop on the street is not big, but there is something unique inside.
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"He became the owner of a pastry shop?" Lu Xiaofeng jumped up.
"That store is outside the sea, and its name is He Fangzhai," Feng Zhou continued calmly.
Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath and felt Feng Zhou's control over the capital.
A thirty-year-old brand, a pastry shop from decades ago.
Who would have thought that the peerless swordsman Ximen Chuixue would be hiding there!
But even so, he was still controlled by Feng Zhou, the left minister of the Ministry of Justice!
This person is truly terrifying!
"If you go, please send me a message to Ximen Chuixue." Feng Zhou continued.