Several people quickly arrived at the main tent, but before they entered, they heard a voice coming from inside saying: "King Youxian, I heard that you have taken in a few outsiders, which makes me confused. Aren't you always hostile? Are you a foreign monk? Why do you want to make an exception this time?"
King Youxian snorted coldly and said, "I will let you know when I need to do something."
The voice added: "That's not what you are saying. We had a small incident a few days ago, and several traitors escaped. I came here to confirm whether the outsiders you took in are the traitors of Wuying Tower. "
Tuomu and Cheng Ling looked at each other, obviously because of the cave matter. Takumu's identity was special, and there were many people who knew him. That prison robbery was probably regarded as a provocation against Wuying Tower by the Youwang tribe.
Zhang Hu also heard the voice inside, his expression changed, he took a step forward and said, "Master, the owner of that voice is the man in black who captured Yingjie and me at that time!"
Cheng Ling was startled and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Confirm!" Zhang Hu said with his teeth itching with hatred, "It's not wrong, I can remember this voice even if I'm a ghost!"
Cheng Ling's heart moved and he said: "In that case, you go back to the camp to rest first and don't come out easily!"
Zhang Hu agreed and left.
The three of them listened outside the tent for a while, and saw that the voice was urging, wanting King Youxian to hand over Tuomu and the outsider. King Youxian also kept silent for some reason.
Cheng Ling thought for a while and then said: "Tuomu, after you go in, remember to deny leaving the tribe no matter what. Just pretend you don't know! One more thing, what is the tribe leader's attitude towards your father and King Zuo Xian?" ?”
Tuomu said: "Actually, I don't understand. Normally, the clan leader seldom speaks. If anything happens, as long as it doesn't harm the interests of the Sword Tiger tribe, they can let them go. There's just one thing. No matter how my father and Zuo Wang fight, We cannot hurt the harmony between the two tribes. After all, separation makes us weak. If the dispute gets out of hand, it will still be the strength of the Sword Tiger tribe that is damaged."
Cheng Ling nodded slowly. In this way, the elder of the Sword Tiger Tribe is old, but not so old and confused. He thought for a while and then asked: "What is the patriarch's attitude towards foreign monks?"
"I can't say anything about this. Almost every tribe of the four major tribes has some outside monks. They serve as worshippers, advise the tribe, or help the tribe become stronger. Generally speaking, the tribe leader does not reject outsiders, but he also Not very trusting.”
Cheng Ling was determined. In this case, there was no need to be too polite when dealing with King Zuo Xian. As long as he killed Tuomu and never left the tribe, they wouldn't be able to produce any evidence, so they might be able to take the opportunity to suppress him.
He thought for a while and then said: "That's it, Brother Tuomu and Senior Sister, let's go in and meet them. Remember to look at my eyes and speak as little as possible."
Takumu agreed and led the two of them into the tent.
Cheng Ling glanced around and saw five people in the tent. One of them was as majestic and solemn as King You. He must be King Zuoxian of the Sword Tiger Tribe. His hair was combed very carefully, without any mess, but that one A silvery white hair is still clearly visible among the black hair.
The slightly sunken eye sockets and a pair of dark brown eyes quietly recount the vicissitudes of time. He looks much older than King Youxian.
The other four were his bodyguards, one of whom was dressed similarly to Takumu and looked like a young hero from the Zuo Wang tribe. The remaining three people were all dressed in black robes, but unlike the men in black they had seen before, at least their faces were not covered in it.
The three of them were all middle-aged monks. One of them had a very pale complexion and a long five-strand beard. He looked tall and tall, with a good appearance and a pair of eyes that shone coldly from time to time.
Seeing the three people walking into the tent, they immediately became energetic and said in a strange tone: "Yo~! The young patriarch of King Youxian is here. I received news before that the young patriarch seems to have been active on Fu Mountain. Why do you have free time to stay here today? Among the tribes.”
"There are these two people, they are very kind-hearted. I don't know their identities. Why don't you introduce them?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Cheng Ling knew that it was the man in black that Zhang Hu mentioned and the one who poisoned Zhang Chu. His eyes glanced at his palm. The fingers were long and rough, as if they were covered with thorns. The waist was tightly wrapped in a black robe, and it was impossible to see where the dagger was hidden.
Tuomu remembered Cheng Ling's instructions and did not answer. He just said politely: "Master Yuan is a rare visitor. Why did he come to the Youwang tribe today?"
The monk did not answer, but stared at Cheng Ling and Yin Luoyao looking up and down. Seeing that the two of them were refreshed and full of energy, not looking like they had just escaped from prison, he immediately said: "Young Patriarch, you went to the back mountain of my Wuying Tower a few days ago."
Tuomu looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "No, who saw me gone? Haven't I been practicing hard in the tribe to prepare for the competition with Master Yuan in a year's time?"
"Don't make excuses there. Everyone in our Wuying House has seen the young patriarch appear there. If you have any objections to our Wuying House, you can just show off your carriages and horses and draw a line. How can it be so sneaky? It’s what a hero does.”
Another monk beside him was impatient and opened fire.
Cheng Ling took a step forward and said, "My friend, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. In the past few months, we have been with the young patriarch and have never been to the back of Wuying Tower."
The white-faced monk's eyes narrowed and he asked: "Who are you? When will it be your turn to speak!"
King Youxian snorted and said calmly: "He is the protector of my King Youxian tribe. Why is he not qualified to speak? His status is still higher than yours!"
The white-faced monk's expression changed, and he didn't know what to say. Because Wuying Tower and the Jianhu Tribe only had a cooperative relationship, he didn't bother to gain any power. Therefore, in King Zuoxian's department, he can only be regarded as a guest minister, which is far from the position of protector.
King Zuo Xian couldn't bear it now. Why did he say that everyone brought him here by himself? Even if you beat a dog, it depends on the owner. Moreover, the Zuowang Department has a close relationship with Wuying Tower. They were not given corresponding positions because the other party did not ask for them. It was as if they were being neglected.
He coughed dryly and said coldly: "King Youxian, today the king brought Mr. Yuan here just to find out the truth. This man holds a high position in the Youwang tribe at a young age. Why haven't I seen him before?" I have always believed that Dharma protectors should be mature and prudent, and it is not a good thing for young people to be too showy."
These words are a bit of a scolding of Sang and Huai. On the surface, they criticize Cheng Ling for speaking openly, but secretly they are mocking King Youxian for not knowing people well. How can such a boy with no hair growing up hold the high position of a protector?
Cheng Ling smiled calmly and said: "This must be King Zuo Xian. This junior has just arrived. King You Xian never gave up and entrusted him with the duty of protecting the law. This is the internal affairs of my right king's department. When will it be King Zuo's turn to intervene? , could it be that the patriarch has other instructions?"
As soon as he said this, the old man Zuo Xian Wang was so angry! He stretched out a finger and said: "You..., you idiot, how dare you speak to me like this. Don't think that you can act boldly with the protection of You Wang. It's really too arrogant and domineering."
"Arrogant and domineering? I'm afraid it's not a junior! The three of us entered the tent and didn't say much. Then this pretty boy openly attacked me, falsely accusing me, the young clan leader of the Right King's tribe, of having evil intentions. This is simply fabricated. If you have the ability, you can come up with evidence. ah!"
"Furthermore, I respect you as King Zuoxian and as a guest, so you have to tolerate it again and again. Who knows that there is no evidence that you are still relying on your old age and condemning me face to face for being arrogant and domineering. In this case, why don't we go to the clan leader? Let him judge!"
King Zuo Xian frowned. Cheng Ling was afraid that the matter would not be big enough. Under the patriarch's seat, the two kings on the left and right have always been on an equal footing and have their own affairs. If there is really trouble with the old man, don't say much. As long as the right king repays the truth, he will not get any favors.
In other words, I appointed you two kings to manage the trivial affairs of the tribe. For the sake of a few outsiders, it involved a power struggle and interfered in the personnel appointments of other tribes. What do you want to do? I'm not dead yet, the clan leader of the Sword Tiger Tribe still exists!
Cheng Ling comes from China in the 21st century, and has been exposed to all kinds of intrigues and intrigues in the court and palace dramas. With just a few fleeting thoughts, he captured the heart of the old patriarch, and by the way, he also knocked King Zuo down, and his majesty was exposed to his face. The moves are eliminated and struck, making it very smooth.
King Zuo Xian was sulking for a while. The white-faced monk wanted to say more, but he stopped him. He turned to King Youxian and said, "King You, are you really going to bring trouble to the clan leader for today's matter?"
King Xian of the Right laughed. Seeing King Xian of the Left deflated, he felt extremely happy. Cheng Ling is really a good guy. His words are sharp and well-founded. He can corner people in a corner with just a few words. It's really great.
But King Zuo Xian had to reply to his question. After a short pause, he said: "King Zuo Xian, this is a small matter. It is understandable that you suspect that I have released the monks imprisoned in Wuying Tower. But my right The royal family is not easy to bully. If you have the ability to provide evidence, get out of here immediately if you don’t. There are many things in the clan, and I don’t have the energy to waste it with you!"
"You...!" King Zuo Xian stretched out a trembling finger and almost vomited blood. Unexpectedly, King Youxian was so disrespectful that he even said to get out on the spot.
"What are you doing? Do you really want to go to the clan leader to distinguish right from wrong? King Zuo must know that I have always hated these outsiders, so there is no need to cause trouble in the tribe. If the facts are reported, I'm afraid the clan leader's attitude will also change! "
After hearing this, Cheng Ling secretly gave the old man a thumbs up. Sure enough, he was getting stronger with age. He immediately realized the connotation of his words, and took advantage of the situation to use his strength to make King Zuo Xian angry again!
King Zuo Xian's lips were trembling, and his old face was flushed. This was the first time that the old man and the young man threatened him by pointing at his nose. Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to suppress the Youwang tribe, but the other party made serious remarks and refused to admit it. In addition, Mr. Yuan and others could not produce evidence, so he had no choice but to shoot himself in the foot.
He no longer wanted to be entangled, waved his sleeves, and walked out of the tent first.
The monk surnamed Yuan glanced at Cheng Ling coldly. It was this boy. After he appeared, even King Youxian's attitude became tougher. He suffered a setback today, but don't worry, if you have the chance, he will be wiped out!
