Zhou Fengjia's condition was that the plum blossom seal jade be delivered, and he had no other requirements. Ji Ruge was too lazy to argue with him and just did it.
Ji Ruge raised his sword and lowered it, stepping up the wall, stabbing down the wall, attacking with every move, with a fierce momentum, aiming to kill the enemy quickly and take the person's head.
Ge Changshou was good at using swords, but he was not a top-notch master. He was incapable of catching a sword with his bare hands. After only six moves in one round, he was hit by several swords.
When your life is at stake, how can you have the leisure to ask the person what his purpose is! Just fight for your life.
The boy on one side was so frightened that he shouted, "Come here, someone wants to kill the master!!"
Ge Changshou cursed: "Go get my sword quickly!!"
The boy ran and shouted.
Another round, three moves, Ji Ruge's sword smoothly passed through Ge Changshou's throat, sheathed the sword, reined in the horse and ran towards Yuelai Restaurant.
Wait for the boy to go to the sword that Ge Changshou often used to practice from the inner hall and then come back.
Ge Changshou's fat body had fallen into a pool of blood at the door of the backyard, letting the rain wash over his body.
The Ge family's birthday banquet turned into a funeral banquet in just half a stick of incense.
At this time, it happened to be three o'clock.
Huatan Temple.
Back mountain.
The young monk hurried to the water stack wearing a bamboo hat.
"Mr. Liu, everyone asked me to inform you that you are going to Gejiazhuang for a banquet. It's time to go."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Liu stood up and nodded.
"Let's go."
Huatan Temple, Zhike Hall.
Uncle Liu carried the fishing rod and glanced around. He could not see Ge Ming of the Mingyi Sword Sect, nor Lu Wei or Lu Fang of the Luo Yue Sect.
Uncle Liu was shocked and immediately asked everyone in a deep voice: "Where is the leader of Ge Mingge??"
The voice was surprisingly loud. Liu Bonai was very powerful and his voice was loud, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone in Zhi Ke Hall.
Abbot Kongyata, who was standing to the side, put his hands together and said:
"Amitabha, the old monk heard from the guest monk that Master Ge, Master Lu, and brothers Lu Fang received the letter from Master Ge at the end of Chenshi and hurried down the mountain.
I heard that there was something going on in the village, and they left a message asking us to take you there later. "
Uncle Liu frowned and sighed, "Why didn't you inform me earlier?"
Abbot Kongxing replied: "At this time, only three or four quarters of an hour has passed. We thought it didn't matter and we didn't want to delay the matter, so we didn't inform you!"
After hearing this, Uncle Liu asked, "Who sent the letter?"
Kongxing replied: "The boy at the inn at the foot of the mountain."
After hearing this, Uncle Liu said angrily: "What happened!! Leave quickly!!"
Everyone was talking about it after hearing this. For some reason, Xu Dingshan frowned and asked, "Isn't it just a banquet? Is there any problem? Mr. Liu?"
Uncle Liu snorted and replied: "You are careless, Ji Ruge! What if Ji Ruge lured them down the mountain!"
After hearing this, Xu Dingshan replied: "The martial arts of the three of them are not low, so they shouldn't be that bad, right?"
Uncle Liu shook his head and replied: "He is the number one killer on the seventh floor. In the past few years, countless powerful characters have died under his hands. The more arrogant you are, the easier it is to get into trouble!!!!"
"Come on, hurry up!" Uncle Liu picked up the fishing rod and ran out of Zhi Ke Hall, heading straight for Gejiazhuang.
Li Kun, Kongxing, Xu Dingshan and others followed, many wearing raincoats and hats, many riding horses and holding umbrellas, and they all felt that Uncle Liu was making a fuss.
Xu Dingshan thought to himself: It's already April and Ji Ruge is nowhere to be seen. Maybe the devil is no longer in Jiangnan?
Uncle Liu's donkey was still tied in the temple. At this time, in order to catch up with Ge Ming, he directly used Qinggong and walked on the leaves at an extremely fast speed.
Everyone saw Uncle Liu leaning on a leaf, pressing down on the rock steps, jumping down a few times, and already going down the mountain. They all applauded his great Qinggong.
Li Kun secretly thought: This river and lake is exactly Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. An old fisherman, who looks old and frail, is so powerful. I'm afraid only Dad and Uncle Qin can compete with him in kung fu.
Uncle Liu jumped up to the tile roof amidst everyone's exclamations. At this time, he didn't care about his raincoat and bamboo hat. He walked directly on the countless tile roofs in the rain and quickly disappeared from their sight.
In Xinghua Lane, Uncle Liu was carrying a fishing rod and staring at the bodies of Sanju washed away by the rain.
Ge Ming was lying in front of the carriage, and Lu Wei and Lu Fang were piled together.
The rain is not coming, it is light and dense.
The raindrops followed Uncle Liu's pale temple hair, his pale beard, and the head of the fishing rod he was carrying...
Tick, tick...
Fall to the ground.
Afterwards, people who performed Qinggong were followed by Li Luo, Li Kun, Abbot Kongxing, Elder Kongming of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, Xu Dingshan and other people who were better at Qinggong.
Abbot Kongxing struck the ground with his Zen staff and shouted: "What a Ji Ruge, what a devil!!"
Li Kun stood on one side and shook his head helplessly. Fortunately, Ji Ruge did not attract the attention of Li Zong's people. In the past, people said that Ji Ruge was very powerful. Today, when we met, it was true. It was really hard to guard against it. After returning to Lushan, I have to tell my father that Ji Ruge is not an ordinary character and should be treated with caution.
"It's too late, it's too late!!" Uncle Liu sighed.
"Cough cough cough..." A rapid cough came from Uncle Liu's mouth. Uncle Liu suddenly squatted down with the fishing rod on his chest.
Li Luo was very close to him and hurriedly reached out to help him. Uncle Liu waved his hand to signal her not to help him.
Uncle Liu retracted his hand to cover his chest, coughing for a while, and a few drops of bright red blood fell on the ground.
Ge Ming died, and the three highest-paying tasks on the seventh floor of the seventh floor were completed by no one except Ji Ruge.
If Uncle Liu wants to kill Ji Ruge, he has to wait until he takes over the mission next time. He has been fishing in Xiyun Lake for a whole month, but it was all in vain!
He was so angry that he vomited blood. Uncle Liu gritted his teeth and kept patting his chest. Li Luo looked at Uncle Liu from one side and was a little curious as to why the old gentleman vomited blood because of the death of Ge Ming and others.
"Old sir, my condolences." Li Kun thought that Ge Ming and Uncle Liu had an old relationship, so he comforted him from one side.
Uncle Liu sat on the ground in the rain, slowly exercised his energy to adjust his inner breath, took a deep breath, and then stood up with the fishing rod on his shoulder.
Ge Ming is dead, and Ji Ruge can no longer be found.
Uncle Liu sighed again, waved his hand, turned and walked out of the city. He wanted to go back to the tavern to drink and get drunk.
Everyone looked at Uncle Liu's lonely figure, and Li Luo ran forward and asked, "Old uncle, where are you going?"
Uncle Liu replied: "Go back to the tavern and drink."
Li Luo wanted to follow Xiao Yu, but she saw her brother checking the bodies of Ge Ming and others. With such a big thing going on, she didn't dare to run away, so she had to go back in despair.
At this time, a fast horse galloped from the other end of Xinghua Lane.
The person who came was the sword guard of Gejiazhuang Mansion. When he saw the corpse on the ground and the crowd, he immediately reined in his horse and stopped. He glanced at the crowd and saw that Ge Ming was nowhere to be seen. Then he looked at the carriage without a horse. The corpse lying there was none other than Ge Ming.
The sword guard was frightened, his face suddenly lost expression, and he jumped off his horse.
In addition to knowing Ge Ming, he also knew the Abbot of Kongxing of Huatan Temple. He sighed hurriedly: "I have seen Master Kongxing, eh...!" After saying this, he went to help Ge Ming's body, "Master Ge also Gone!! Hey!!!”
Abbot Sunyata put his hands together and returned the greeting, "Who is the donor?"
The sword guard said: "The little guard of Gejiazhuang was about to come for help. My master was killed by a swordsman!! I didn't expect you to meet him too!"
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Xu Dingshan hurriedly took the sword guard's hand and asked, "Where is the swordsman?"
The sword guard replied: "Has already ridden away!"
"When and where did you go?" Xu Dingshan asked.
The sword guard replied: "I have been gone for about half an hour. I don't know where he is going. No one dares to chase him."
