The moonlight is like silver, shining on the earth.
Li Muchan sat on the boat, looking at the moon in the water, lost in thought for a long time, as if thinking about something.
The pursuers on the north bank had disappeared, but he did not feel at ease. Instead, he felt that there was an oppressive feeling of impending rain approaching.
It seems that there is nothing wrong with showing off some of your strength.
They all say that if you don’t let go of your shoes, you won’t be able to trap a wolf. Now that he is willing to let go of himself, who knows what kind of behemoth he will trap?
The minor characters have all receded, and it’s finally the big shot’s turn to appear.
What's more, he was injured, and the big fish that had been dormant for many years would definitely be unable to hold back those existences that were secretly waiting around and ready to move.
But what Li Muchan is most interested in now is not the Qinglong Club, but Bai Yujing.
This Tianhuang nobleman who walked out of the temple is very ambitious, and there must be someone behind him. He will never give up willingly. After suffering this setback, he will definitely take action.
I just don’t know if that person can sit still. It would be more interesting if he could be lured out.
Li Muchan couldn't help but feel a little scared when he thought of this.
He hadn't thought before that he and Qinglong would fight to the death and fight with all his strength, but after thinking about it again, he still felt it was not safe.
What people are most afraid of is that once they gain power, they will compare themselves to others, and as soon as they have some confidence in their ability, they will forget about it, become arrogant and self-righteous, and feel that they are invincible. Such people often end up defeated by their own arrogance.
If he really does that, I'm afraid he will either become a prisoner and suffer torture, or he will die with his eyes open and without a burial place.
Moreover, he was very passive in Jinling. No one knew how many secret agents the Qinglong Society had planted, and he had no subordinates who could confide in him. Once he made a move, he would capture the thief first and capture the king first. No matter how powerful he is then, facing a group of men waiting to stab him in the back, plus a group of masters surrounding him and ambushing him, ten lives will not be enough to kill him.
What's more, once the details of the "parting hook" were revealed, he didn't dare to be careless, and he was always taboo about that "temple".
Now it seems that it is really not simple...
"Um?"
Suddenly, Li Muchan thought.
Because he felt a strong energy.
I saw not far away from the river bank, there was a vigorous and gnarled old tree growing a fork, which stretched diagonally across the river surface, as if it was about to penetrate into the moon palace.
And on that tree branch, there was a person who had been waiting for a long time, standing with his arms folded, his body as light as a feather, as light as if he was slowly rising and falling with the river wind, as if he was about to fly away at any time.
This man is tall and capable, with a green face and cold eyebrows. His clothes are tight and he has double hooks on his waist...
It turned out to be the person he had just remembered.
Parting hook.
According to rumors, this hook looks like a sword but not a sword, and looks like a knife but not a sword. There is only one hook.
Now that they are a couple, I just don’t know if they will be more powerful.
Fortunately, this man only had coldness and no murderous intentions.
Li Muchan was a little curious about what the other party would say. Since he had no intention of taking action if he disagreed, then this person might belong to a different camp than Bai Yujing.
When the rivers and lakes are fighting, the temple will never be peaceful, and it will even be more dangerous.
Bai Yujing wants to seize Qinglong, and since there are people behind him, there will naturally be opponents.
As for a person like Li Muchan, who is extremely powerful and possesses wealth that is unparalleled in the country, some people want to deal with him, and some people will of course want to be friends with him.
This was also one of his reasons for withdrawing from Jinling City and risking his own life. He just wanted to see if there was anyone in the rapids besides the Money Gang and Shenjian Villa who dared to stand out and form an alliance with him.
The green-faced man's eyes were bright and dignified. Before he could speak, he suddenly shook his hand and hit two stones on the necks of the two bodyguards who were looking around in the boat.
The two of them were full of surprise, exclaiming, and then fell down without saying a word.
The green-faced man said in a cold tone: "Have you guessed something?"
Once the boat was stable, Li Muchan grinned and said, "Then are you the one I want to wait for?"
The green-faced man's eyes flickered: "Originally, I chose Excalibur Villa, but I suddenly changed my mind. You seem to be a better choice. Can I trust you?"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "This is actually what I want to ask. It seems that none of us have a choice."
Suddenly, his eyes flickered, as if he noticed something: "Is there a big fish coming?"
The green-faced man's cheeks tightened and he said solemnly: "It's not just big, it's a big fish that can swallow the whole world. Moreover, he has noticed you. Maybe he will make a move soon, or maybe he has already made a move. On the way here, together with the masters of the 'Blue Dragon Society', can you escape?"
Li Muchan pondered for a moment, then asked instead: "You haven't asked for advice yet?"
The man said solemnly: "My surname is Yang, and I am a policeman in the capital."
Li Muchan narrowed his eyes slightly and said warmly: "Well, let me give it a try. There should be no problem."
"I'll come back to you."
The man surnamed Yang stared at him, suddenly rose into the air, and flew into the mountains in the blink of an eye, as if he came here just to say a few words and meet him.
Li Muchan looked at the other party's back, pondered for a long time, and then said to himself: "The water is getting muddier."
Suddenly, he flicked his finger, and the moon in the water became blurry and rippled. Suddenly, a ball of blood spread out, and then a corpse emerged.
…
The next day.
"Sir, the Sanjiangkou is ahead."
The old escort was wrapped in a newly-taken-off coat and looked at the boats coming and going on the river, his tense expression relieved a lot.
Even if he has traveled around for most of his life, the total sum of it is probably far less thrilling than the past few days. It is just like a dream.
Sanjiangkou refers to the confluence of Shengshui River, Minjiang River and Yangtze River.
The three rivers and six banks are full of wonderful scenery. The mighty river water is now divided into two parts: clear and turbid. They are obviously in the first class, but the two are incompatible and distinct.
On both sides of the river, the mountains are rolling and green, full of vitality.
There is also a market on the shore, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with noisy people shouting all kinds of obscure dialects and slang.
The old escort lowered his voice and introduced: "Master, please don't be careless. The location here is unique. It is not only where the three rivers converge, but also where the three regions of Sichuan, Guizhou, and Yunnan meet. Therefore, there is a mixture of fish and dragons. And the most people here are actually from all ethnic groups in the southwest." Strangers can sometimes be seen coming in and out of tantric lamas and demonic demons. It can be said to be a no-nonsense area and very dangerous."
With a flick of his sleeves, the boat docked, and Li Muchan said warmly: "It's really dangerous."
The old escort was stunned at first, and then smiled in embarrassment. Then he remembered that the man in front of him was the water channel co-master in today's martial arts world. How could he not know this?
The three of them walked ashore for a while and arrived at a nearby market. However, when they glanced around, they saw that some of the products on sale were mountain products or game, as well as some exotic flowers and plants, strains of poisonous insects and strange insects, each one bigger than the other. Strange, each one is weirder than the last.
Moreover, the vendors in the market are also a bit unusual. There are few Han Chinese, and most of them are from southwestern ethnic groups. We can also see a few red-clothed lamas and even monks from the Western Regions.
Li Muchan suddenly said: "You two should hide for the time being and stay out of the way."
The old escort was stunned. Before he could understand what he meant, a group of traveling salesmen suddenly crowded over.
These people were either carrying large bulging baggage, carrying backpacks, or cargo boxes, with many bells hanging on them, as well as small objects such as rattles. They were all tall and strong, strong and strong, and there were about ten of them.
By the time the salesmen passed by one by one, the two escorts had disappeared.
Li Muchan turned around and stared at the river, stretched out her hand and pressed the knife on her waist, and suddenly threw the baggage with the green jade wand into the air. However, she saw a flash of knife light in the air, and the baggage exploded with a "boom".
The hidden mechanism is obviously fake.
Li Muchan seemed to have expected it and was not alarmed. Beside him, he saw several tantric lamas and monks from the Western Regions approaching.
"I'm so sorry to meet you all in a place like this. It's such a waste of time."
He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the river, and saw a total of six people beside him, four men and two women. Although they looked kind-hearted, they were all ruthless and unscrupulous murderers from various countries in the Western Region.
Some are strong men who practice foreign martial arts, some are Tantric rebels, some are masters of the Peacock Kingdom, some are extremely vicious, some bully their masters and destroy their ancestors, each one is more ruthless than the other, and each one is more vicious than the other.
These are all killers he hired with huge sums of money.
Qinglonghui dominates the martial arts world in the Central Plains, so he will start from the west.
It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating, so of course you have to fight back.
At first, a skinny lama spoke in broken and blunt Chinese: "Young Master is too polite. The leader asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."
Li Muchan said in surprise: "You actually established a religion?"
The old lama rolled his eyes and said dullly: "Rakshasa Cult!"
Li Muchan's eyes flashed with light, then he smiled and said softly: "First destroy the Tang Sect in Shuzhong for me."
(End of chapter)
