The first thousand two hundred and seventy-eight chapters Wu Fu's death
Wow!
The flowing water was gurgling, and the ferry was moving forward slowly, passing through the clouds and mist. Wu Ming stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, looking calmly ahead.
The wharf and dock are vaguely visible, gradually overlapping with those in memory, without any changes.
"Senior brother, could you please turn around? I suddenly remembered something urgent!"
Seeing that he was about to dock, Wu Ming's eyes jumped a few times for no reason, and he tried to act naturally.
"Okay, stand still!"
The boatman smiled cheerfully, swung the bamboo pole, and turned the boat around, as if he had long been accustomed to the strange thing.
In fact, as a disciple of Shigu Academy, serving as an errand here, even just being a boatman, is part of my own practice. I will never show dissatisfaction due to the weird requests of my fellow apprentices, let alone inquire about the root cause.
About as long as you pay enough shipping fare!
Wu Ming took a deep look back at Shigu Academy behind him, and his heartbeat gradually returned to normal, as if that was not where Yin Yin students were studying, but the mouth of a vicious beast that could swallow everything!
At that moment, his instinct told him that he must stay away from this place!
After leaving Zhenze Lake and settling in a nearby town, Wu Ming changed his appearance, observed in secret, and obtained all information through hidden channels.
In just half a month, I changed my identity seven or eight times in a row, stayed in my home for less than two days at a time, received no less than a thousand pieces of information, and all the feedback I got was nothing unusual.
“So peaceful!”
Out of caution and his own instinctive judgment, Wu Ming did not show up rashly, but still observed secretly, even if Wu Fu or the elderly from Prince Wu's residence appeared in the town several times during this period, just to meet their daily needs.
"See or not see?"
Wu Ming was decisive in killing and resolute, and he had never been so hesitant.
But for some reason, there seemed to be a special force that was invisibly interfering with his judgment.
"Is it because my uncle entered the devil's cave, or because Jin Lin is about to be canonized?"
Wu Ming was not sure what affected him.
Unable to find the key factor and unable to think clearly, that depressed feeling came to his mind again, and his intuition told him that something big had happened.
Moreover, he is someone very close to him, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a personal experience.
This instinctive sense goes beyond whim!
Thinking of the old man's care for him, even if this feeling was for his predecessor, Wu Ming felt the same. After all, without the support of the old man in those years, even if he could survive, the price he would have to pay would be extremely high.
big.
"Must meet!"
Wu Ming made a decision, and his huge spiritual consciousness spread out silently. In a moment, it covered the entire town and conducted a carpet-like investigation.
What gave him some peace of mind was that he found nothing in the end, or in other words, no possibility of any abnormality or danger was found!
In fact, I had seen several elderly people from Prince Wu's house before and had secretly observed them, and there was no problem.
As early as many years ago, Wu Ming also quietly went in to observe the location of the ant nest hidden in the town, and even read the files hidden in it. There was no abnormality from beginning to end.
Although he is only a third-level soul, Wu Ming is very confident that unless it is hidden by a saint, even the most powerful semi-saint cannot hide it from his own perception.
And even if the top half-saint locked on him, it would be impossible to keep him, unless the saint took action himself.
But the premise is that the saint can lock it, after all, his heavenly secret and his own qi have already been blocked by the double insurance of the lotus lantern and the world bead!
What's more, no matter whether it's a semi-saint or a saint, it's impossible for them to stare at it every day.
Finally, I even used a sea-viewing goggle to take in a panoramic view of hundreds of miles around, but still found no problems.
Instead of sending a message rashly, Wu Ming just waited for another five days. It has been one month since he returned from Haihuang Island.
Finally, Wu Fu showed up!
Seeing the familiar figure appear, Wu Ming did not show up immediately. He was still observing secretly. He didn't get closer until he saw the code words and various gestures agreed between the other party and himself, one by one, without leaving any trace.
However, there was still no contact, or even a sound transmission.
In the past month, ever since he met with Ao Qingli, the Empress of the East China Sea, he has been feeling uneasy. Even while practicing, he was awakened by inexplicable whims several times, and he could not tolerate being careless.
Whether you are suspicious or paranoid, in short, there is absolutely nothing wrong with having multiple eyes at this time!
Seeing Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing in front of each stall, bargaining like an ordinary old couple, and even blushing over a few pennies, Wu Ming's tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little.
"Perhaps, I was really shocked by the two pieces of news about the emperor and empress!"
Thinking of this, Wu Ming laughed to himself, and after a moment of pondering, he went to the open-air tea shop on the corner two streets away, ordered a bowl of rough porcelain sweet tea, and drank it one sip at a time.
This was one of the meeting places agreed between him and Wu Fu.
This is one of the reasons because seven or eight places have been selected in the town, some are light and some are dark, and there are special places arranged at various times.
Unless someone is soul-searched by secret techniques, no one can follow him secretly without discovering any abnormalities.
Not to mention, this is the boundary of Shigu Academy, and no one dares to act arrogantly here. Even if a semi-saint strong man sneaks up and kills a great master like Wu Fu who has experienced many battles, it is impossible not to cause trouble.
If you do this, you will expose yourself, and you will inevitably face the pursuit of the strong men from Shigu Academy!
Wu Ming drank herbal tea while waiting, stroking his eyebrows from time to time. His somewhat stiff face became more natural.
Lotus Lantern did not warn, this is his biggest trump card!
It didn't take long before Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing arrived. Just like they had done occasionally when drinking tea in recent years, everything was so natural and nothing unusual.
Wu Ming didn't speak until the two of them drank more than half a bowl of sweet tea and were about to stand up to pay the bill, then he smiled slightly and transmitted the secret voice: "Uncle Fu!"
"Wang...young master!"
Wu Fu's hand holding the copper coin froze, and his face showed excitement.
"yes……"
Wu Minggang was about to agree, but his heart skipped a beat and he stood up to pay the bill without hesitation.
Wu Fu never called him prince or prince. In his eyes, he was still the young master who was toddling and babbling.
This is a habit that has been integrated into the bones for a long time and will never change. It is just a wrong word!
There is a problem!
Fortunately, he only transmitted the message into the secret. Even if something went wrong with Wu Fu, based on his secret observation, not to mention the second-level Yang Shen, even the semi-saint would not be able to detect his exact location.
Buzz!
But before I could get up, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the fierce wind brought about a breathtaking buzzing sonic boom. It was really too fast!
Even so, it was just an ordinary grandmaster using all his strength. Even a sneak attack, even an unexpected attack, would not be able to hit the current Wu Ming.
"throat!"
But just when Wu Ming was about to dodge, and when he expected to be able to dodge this blow easily, his vision suddenly went dark, and his heart felt a twinge of pain, as if his soul had been instantly pierced, leaving him in a daze for a moment.
At the critical moment, I could only barely move my heart, but I couldn't mobilize any strength to resist the sharp edge behind me.
In fact, with his current physical strength, even if the Grand Master uses the best treasure weapon to strike with all his strength, it will hardly cause direct damage, and will more likely shock his internal organs.
Poof!
But reality and cruelty gave him a head-on blow, the sharp blade penetrated his flesh, blood suddenly appeared, and the sharp light grazed his heart and passed through his chest.
"Dragon...Long Miao Spear!"
Wu Ming lowered his head and recognized at a glance that it was Wu Fu who had never left his body and was passed down from his grandfather Wu Xiong. It can be called the ancestral treasure of the Wu family.
But at this time, not only did the tip of the gun have a very faint pattern, but there was also a fleeting special light, indicating that this precious gun had not only undergone special treatment, but was also poisoned!
However, Wu Ming's physical strength and his own skills were able to resist the poison. In an instant, he felt an unusual feeling of weakness, which went straight into his heart and spread quickly throughout his body.
"Oh!"
Even so, Wu Ming still shouted low, exerted all his energy, held the Long Miao Spear between his chest muscles, and stepped out instantly.
Normally, if I exerted my full strength, I would be able to take a step of a hundred feet, but now it was only a few feet, and my dizziness was getting stronger and stronger, so much so that when I stopped, I stumbled a few times and almost fell to the ground.
He didn't rush to pull out the gun. His intuition told him that he couldn't pull it out!
Under the erosion of the poison, not only his disguise was instantly destroyed, but it also had the power to cause bad blood!
"Ah, murder!"
A panic broke out, and the tea stall owner screamed, knocked over the stall, and fled in panic.
Immediately afterwards, the whole street became chaotic!
"Miscellaneous... everything is confusing!"
Wu Ming shook his head and took a deep look at Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing, who looked like strangers.
Only at this moment did I truly realize that the terrifying power of this supreme secret technique passed down from the Za family can invisibly change a person's will and will not be manifested by any external force.
Such a method is almost extraordinary and holy!
This was one of the reasons why he didn't notice any problems.
But what's more, it's not just that Wu Ming's current strength and vision cannot reach this level, but also because the great power that can isolate the perception of the lotus lantern has not yet appeared!
You know, even the ancestor Xuan Sheng, the holy king Shan Kui, the holy monk Dao Ye, and the saint fan have never noticed the lotus lantern, but the latter can avoid the other party's perception, which is enough to explain everything!
But now, the lotus lantern shows no response!
It’s a long story, but in one breath, Wu Ming made the decision that he must leave here!
boom!
But at the moment of thinking, Wu Ming turned around and struck out with his palm, but was knocked back and rolled by a huge force pouring into his arm.
"Why!"
There was a sigh, light and shadow flickered, and an independent and outstanding figure appeared.
"Zhao Shuhang!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank and his heart sank.
I never expected that the other party would appear at this moment!
"Little...young master?"
At this moment, a dry exclamation came from behind, but he saw Wu Fu staring at the Long Miao Spear on Wu Ming's chest, and then looking at his own hands, as if he couldn't imagine how he could use this precious spear to pierce
I swore to protect my little master for the rest of my life!
"No problem!"
Wu Ming forced a smile, his eyes were clear, without any blame, but his heart became heavier and heavier.
If possible, he really didn't want Wu Fu to wake up at this time, fearing that the old man wouldn't be able to bear the blow!
Wu Fu's eyes showed despair, and his pupils reflected countless shadows of strong men under the sky. He stroked Sang Jingjing's cheek with nostalgia and reluctance, smiled miserably at Wu Ming, and slapped his forehead with a palm. (Unfinished)