"What!" Leng Mofeng was shocked and his loud voice made Meng Chan tremble. He was calm just now and suddenly burst like a silver bottle. It was really hard to guess what was in his heart.
Seeing her expression change, Leng Mofeng knew that he had lost his temper and couldn't help but apologize, "I heard it from someone, what is the purpose of gathering these martial arts people together in such a deliberate manner? To be honest, I went to Songshan Mountain and found a group of so-called... Martial arts practitioners were digging some fortifications in secret, but they didn’t know their true motives. They wanted to get inside to gain insight, but they were discovered by the defenses as dense as the Iron Bucket Gang and were kicked out.”
Meng Cheng saw that everything he said made sense, and it didn't look like he was wandering or deceiving. All right! If you talk about the so-called martial arts people, who are they? They are not people from the imperial court. Now the Ming Dynasty is fighting with the Hou Jin Dynasty outside the border!
Houjin! What kind of tribe or sect is this? Why have I never heard of it?
The so-called Hou Jin refers to Nurhachi of the Jurchen tribe in Jianzhou, Manchuria. Because his grandfather and father were accidentally killed, the thirteen armored soldiers rebelled and gradually unified the originally divided tribes. Now he has proclaimed himself the emperor in Shengjing and founded the country. Is it possible that the fate of Daming Yu has been broken? Are you living in Changbai but unaware of the current situation and situation in this world?
Leng Mofeng shook his head. I have lived in Changbai for a long time, but I have turned a deaf ear to the world's affairs. I have never heard my father talk about the current situation. Everyone calls my father a master from the world, but I think he is just a mountain villager running away and hiding.
It's no wonder that no matter how powerful Hou Jin is, it is really difficult to stop the strong soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty. If we use the method of reasoning, who do you think will prosper and who will be destroyed.
Leng Mofeng didn't even think about it and simply said: "They are just primitive people from the tribe. How can they withstand our offensive with firearms and artillery?"
Meng Cheng didn't say anything and just said calmly: "I won't say much since the inn is right in front of me. I'm also a little tired and I'll go upstairs to rest first."
In the past few days, the Four Seasons Meng brothers who lived in Room C often returned to the guest room in the middle of the night. This inevitably aroused the shopkeeper's curiosity and followed them on the dark long street, but he did not dare to follow too close for fear of being caught. They found out and silenced them.
These four people were not walking side by side, but two in front and two behind. The two behind them looked back from time to time, but they didn't realize that anyone was following them. Only a black shadow said in a sad and terrifying voice behind the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper Wu, thank you for your hard work!" When looking at Shopkeeper Wu, his eyes were already filled with confusion and his body was limp and trembling on the ground. The black shadow stretched out his hand under the candlelight of the street lanterns, picked up the shopkeeper by his neck and threw him heavily to the ground. At this moment, the black shadow It flashed by as if there was no shadow at all.
Ren Chunshen and Xia Lei recognized the black shadow at a glance and said respectfully: "I didn't expect that you have improved your martial arts after not seeing the castle master for many days." The black shadow just smiled and said, "You have regressed a lot." What's the use of you if you follow a person as young as an ant and find bad things!"
Feng Qiuyan said with complete contempt: "The relationship between the Four Seasons Alliance and your Ghost Ling Fort is only a profit relationship, not your subordinates, and you cannot let you come and go! Don't forget that the Lord of Hulu Fort and our brothers are also here. Shanxi Southwest saved your life and helped you, which shocked Ghost Lingbao. Without us, you would still be living like a tribal refugee in the desert or Jiliao."
The shadow was silent and said nothing. Xue Modong raised his orchid finger and said: "Brothers like Hu Ludu have been extremely kind to you! Many years ago, the imperial court and those martial arts people in Ghost Lingbao jointly captured your eight protectors of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, rain, fog, frost and snow. They are dead. Death, your only descendant, Hu Luyan, was rescued by a mysterious man and sent to Liaodong to save your Hulu clan. Without us and my brothers, you would still be here today. As the saying goes, if you receive a favor from someone, you must repay it with a spring."
Hu Lu folded his arms and said nothing, just listening to the opera and letting the four brothers talk. He turned his head and disappeared into the night.
The four of them looked at each other and smiled. Xia Lei didn't put Hu Lu in his eyes at all, and his words were full of ridicule. If it weren't for the fourth brother, I would still be spending time with the people of Ghost Lingbao!
Feng Qiuyan was a little impatient; "Brother! I will help him with his affairs, and I will accomplish my own affairs. Am I going to be led by the nose like this?"
Ren Chun took a deep breath and said, "Now that the shopkeeper has been killed, I'm afraid he will get involved in a lawsuit. It's better to leave here first. I want to talk about something at the inn."
Wu Changkong also heard the word "Ghost Lingbao" in the inn. Could it be that Si Migui, whom the senior sister killed before, was just a stand-in for "Ghost Lingbao"? Let's take a look first!
Wu Changkong was still a little happy in his heart. He had stayed in this inn for almost ten months. But when he saw the innkeeper being killed, he was so happy that he didn't have to pay for his expenses. He was still complacent in his heart, but he didn't know that half of him I have been wasting my time in the past month, and I have also heard some things about Ming Dynasty and Hou Jin, as well as some grievances in the world, but my obsession is very deep. At present, except for Tuhe's sentence "Destined Son", everything else is in his heart. I won't take it into consideration at all.
The four of them walked together. Xue Modong kicked the dead body and said coldly: "This shopkeeper Wu is the owner of the inn and was strangled to death by Hu Lu alone. If the government investigates and investigates and interrogates you and me, how can we deal with it?" I will really confess that guy!"
Ren Chunshen looked at the dead body and wondered whether there were any pinch marks on the neck or any broken bones. Hulvdu's ghost-curtain floating hands used the Yin bird's internal energy to coagulate the arterial blood of others, causing him to die of insufficient blood supply.
I didn't expect that this man was so young in martial arts but he could do everything right. He tried his best to come to the government to investigate, but it was difficult to find the murderer for a while.
When she met Jing Zhongyue at the top of the stairs, she glanced at the man holding the sword in his hand, and said in her heart: "He is from Kunlun, but he doesn't look like it from his clothes, but this sword is a good sword. This man's expression is unstable, as if Something is on your mind."
Bai Yingxue also saw it. When the two of them left the inn, Bai Yingxue whispered: "He is a disciple of Kunlun. You can confirm it from the sword."
Jing Zhongyue nodded: "Also, the baggage on his back doesn't look like a weapon, it should be a painting."
The Kunlun sect will basically not participate in the affairs of the Central Plains. This disciple looks like a northerner. The sword is called Fu Sheng Ru Meng, which is used by Kunlun goddess Ning Yanye. Have you heard of the Moxian Valley in Kunlun?
Jing Zhongyue shook her head when she heard the unfamiliar name, "I only know about the Kunlun Sword Sect, I have never heard of any branches!"
It’s no wonder you, looking at that swordsman, you probably don’t have much money left and are short of money.
You can see this too! Bai Yingxue couldn't believe it.
Not only can I see it, but I can also see that he has a deep obsession. He should have been in the world for a while. Very rarely experienced.
