Zeng Yi wished he could slap both of them, "Why didn't you take a closer look at that time!" At that time, all he could think about was the joy of getting the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", and he had no other thoughts at all. He only succeeded in deceiving Jiumozhi.
He is so arrogant. He never thought that Jiumozhi would hold back.
Jiumozhi is indeed a legendary master who is very talented, has reached a very high level of skill and knowledge, and possesses great wisdom. How could he be easily fooled by Zeng Yi? He will definitely keep a secret in everything he does!
At this time, Zeng Yi no longer had any intention of leaving. He originally wanted to return to Dali directly after obtaining the "Little Wuxiang Gong", report their goals, and receive another reward, but now he has no choice.
After changing his clothes and taking off his human skin mask, Zeng Yi hurried back to the town, comforting himself in his heart: "Fortunately, I just left the city and took a look at the Little Wuxiang Gong. It would be funny if I returned to Dali and watched it again!
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He quietly returned to the Yuelai Inn and found the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was already scared to death. Zeng Yi knocked on the door for a long time before he opened it. There were two groups of people living in the inn, and they were shouting. The shopkeeper was a little more understanding.
People with superficial skills naturally dare not show up.
At this time, Jiumozhi had untied Duan Yu's body and woke him up, and was making the final struggle. Duan Yu sat up with a groan and said, "It's useless for you to claim to be an eminent monk.
"Is this how the eminent monk attacks people?" He just felt sore all over, and thought he was being abused by Jiumozhi when he was unconscious. Little did he know that when he was unconscious, he had already been used by his respected elder brother.
Once.
Jiumozhi said sharply: "Are you serious that you don't want to write?"
Duan Yu really didn't want to go through another torture, so he spoke out: "If I can't be forced, I have to write some random things, it may not be completely right. If you maim my limbs, I hate you for cutting the bones and writing the sword manual."
I'm even more confused. Well, anyway, you want to take the sword manual I wrote and burn it in front of Mr. Murong's tomb. You said you would seal it immediately and never take a second look at it. Whether it is right or wrong has nothing to do with you. I
Writing indiscriminately is just because I deceived Mr. Murong’s ghost. He practiced in the underworld to become possessed, and even if he cuts off his ghost veins, he won’t blame you." After saying this, he walked to the table, picked up the pen and spread the paper, and started writing.
Jiumozhi was so furious that he swung out the "Flame Knife", and with a soft hiss, the pen barrel in Duan Yu's hand broke into two pieces.
As Duan Yu laughed loudly, Jiumozhi shouted: "You thief, the Buddha kindly spared your life, but you are paranoid and ignorant. The only choice is to burn you in front of Mr. Murong's tomb. The sword manual you remember in your heart can't be fake, right?"
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It was already dawn. Jiumozhi said nothing and took Duan Yu downstairs. The shopkeeper was a little scared when he saw the two of them, but he did not dare to come forward. When Duan Yu got downstairs, he saw someone pretending to be a staff member next to the shopkeeper.
Zeng Yi was about to call out, but Zeng Yi glared at Duan Yu. Duan Yu understood the meaning and dared not say a word. Jiumozhi said with a kind face: "Donor! The young monk accidentally destroyed some furniture while practicing martial arts last night. These silver coins
Take it as compensation!" As he handed over the silver coins, Zeng Yi took it without waiting for the shopkeeper to say anything, "Master, you're welcome!"
Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Amitabha! Let me ask the monk and the donor! Where is the Shenhe Village?"
The shopkeeper thought for a moment and said: "Our place is small and sparse and there are no big Zhuangzi. There are some big Zhuangzi in Suzhou City not far away, but I have never heard of one called Shenhezhuang! Master, did you hear it wrong?"
Jiumozhi said: "There is a big village owner named Murong. Where does he live?"
The shopkeeper said: "In Suzhou city, the surnames are Gu, Lu, Shen, Zhang, Zhou, Wen... They are all big village owners. I have never heard of anyone named Murong!" After saying this, the shopkeeper looked at Zeng. Yi said: "Master! Have you ever heard of this Dazhuangzi in Suzhou?"
Duan Yu was very surprised. When did his sworn brother become the shopkeeper of this inn? Wasn't he a servant of the imperial court?
Zeng Yi pondered for a moment and said: "I heard that the Murong family lived in Yanziwu, thirty miles west of Suzhou."
When Jiumozhi heard Zeng Yi's words, he immediately smiled and said, "I wonder if I could trouble the donor and take the young monk to find Yanziwu?"
Zeng Yi would naturally agree. He designed the shopkeeper to call him boss in order to infiltrate the enemy. However, agreeing like this seemed too casual, so he made a gesture, pinched his middle finger with his thumb, and poked it!
Jiumozhi understood and said with a smile: "Easy to say, this is the little monk's idea, please accept it!" Then he took out dozens of taels of silver and handed it to Zeng Yi. Zeng Yi accepted it without missing a beat and said : "Hey! Master misunderstood, I'm just trying to figure out whether it's a good time to go out today!"
"Then I wonder if it's suitable?"
Zeng Yi's face was neither red nor white and he said: "The weather is fine today, it's the best time to go out!"
This is the first time Duan Yu has seen this side of Zeng Yi. In the past, Zeng Yi gave him the impression that he cared about others and was upright. He didn't expect that there was this side, and he couldn't help but think: "Big brother must be You are just pretending to be like this to save me, yes! It must be!" I was deeply moved.
Zeng Yi had already inquired about the location of Yanziwu from the shopkeeper, and took the two of them to Suzhou non-stop. Suzhou is a famous historical and cultural city in China. It has always been famous for its beautiful mountains and rivers and elegant gardens. It is known as the "Jiangnan Garden" It is said that Suzhou gardens are the best in the world and the gardens south of the Yangtze River. Without having time to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Suzhou and take a rest, Zeng Yi took the two of them out of Suzhou City and rushed to the west of the city.
After walking for more than thirty miles, we came to a lake, which is the Dongting Reed Pond. Shenhezhuang was located here. It was built by the Murong family, descendants of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom of the Xianbei people. In the past, the Battle of Shenhebei in the Later Yan and Northern Wei Dynasties "The Murong family was ashamed, so when the village was built, it was named "Shenhe", which was intended to inspire and avenge the shame.
At the end of the Five Dynasties, Murong Longcheng, the previous owner of Shenhe Village, invented the unique skill of "turning around and moving around the stars" and used it to travel across the rivers and lakes. After that, the Murong family in Gusu passed down the skill of "turning around and moving around the stars" from generation to generation, which shocked the martial arts world. .Because the Murong family of Gusu is famous in the world, Shenhe Village is also quite famous in the martial arts world. However, due to its hidden location, ordinary people cannot know its location. There is a "Huanshi Water Pavilion" in the village, which contains the history of the Murong family of Gusu. The many martial arts classics collected by our ancestors are as fascinating places for people in the martial arts community as the "Langhuan Jade Cave" in Mantuo Villa.
For the Murong family, Zeng Yi felt that they were a group of whimsical lunatics. With their little people, they were always thinking about rebellion and restoring the glory of their ancestors. They didn't even look at the strength of the imperial court. With their little manpower, let alone rebellion. Not even Jin Yiwei can resist! (To be continued.)
