In the quiet night, Moss Village is like a monster with a huge mouth, waiting to devour anyone at any time.
Although the breeze was gentle, it was all-pervasive. It could feel quite chilly along the collar. Coupled with the chirping of birds from time to time, this environment was definitely scary enough.
Zhang Ren swore that if the moon hadn't been pretty good tonight, covering the earth with a shallow layer of silver light, he would have turned around and left. Even an atheist like him was afraid of such a dark environment.
Zhang Ren tightened his collar and jumped over the low wall of Qingmaoshuang. Wu Peng naturally followed closely behind.
Zhang Ren has been to Qingmaoshuang several times, but he only went to the backyard, which is where beggars like Yuan Bao and the others live. Yuan Bao has mentioned before that the front yard is a resting place for senior members of the beggar gang, and is sometimes used for entertaining. Distinguished guests.
Think about it, the Beggar Clan is considered a big sect after all, so interpersonal relationships are indispensable. It is normal to welcome and send guests to and from them. If you have guests coming to visit, you can't let the guests squeeze into the same bed with the beggars, right?
This is Zhang Ren's first time to the front yard. Although it still has nothing to do with luxury, it is much cleaner and tidier than the backyard.
Zhang Ren hid his body in the darkness. He looked over and confirmed that he was still safe.
Wu Peng, who was next to him, said softly: "Donor, please come with the poor monk."
Wu Peng had just taken two steps when he was pulled by Zhang Ren. Zhang Ren couldn't help but asked: "Monk, have you been to Moss Village?"
As soon as he asked the question, he then thought that Wu Peng was a Shaolin disciple in the past, so it was normal for him to be a guest at Qingmaoshuang.
Unexpectedly, Wu Peng shook his head and said, "The poor monk has never been here."
Now Zhang Ren was puzzled and asked, "Then do you know the way here?"
Wu Peng shook his head again and said: "Of course I don't know him, but the poor monk's nose is quite sensitive. There is some medicinal smell in the air here. Some of the herbs were used by the poor monk when he was beating his bones. Yu Zhaosen said that on that day He suffered serious internal injuries in your hands, and his meridians and bones must have been shattered a lot, so these injuries are definitely effective."
Zhang Ren tried his best to smell it, but after trying for a long time, he couldn't smell any medicinal smell in the air. He shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that a monk like you is still a dog."
Wu Peng quickly turned his neck and squinted at Zhang Ren, "The donor is scolding the poor monk?"
Zhang Ren quickly waved his hand. Now he was in urgent need of Wu Peng's nose. What if Wu Peng got angry and gave up the job? Just listen to Zhang Ren say: "No, absolutely not, I am complimenting you, but I am not very educated. Praising people sounds like swearing. I will change it next time. I really can't think of any good words to say directly. Just replace it with something like, "It's so damn awesome."
Wu Peng clasped his hands together and shook his head without saying anything, but walked forward directly.
Zhang Ren naturally followed him.
The two of them walked around and finally stopped outside the door of a wing. Wu Peng turned to look at Zhang Ren and said, "This should be it."
Zhang Ren nodded, walked to the door, and pushed the door open with just a slight push. The smell of medicine in the room was strong, and it was also accompanied by the smell of blood. Even though Zhang Ren's sense of smell was not as good as that of Wu Peng, he could still He could clearly hear that there was no moonlight in the room and it looked even darker. It took him a long time to adapt before he could roughly see the situation inside the room.
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Zhang Ren gently passed the table in the room and walked to the back room.
There was nothing permanent in the back room except a bed, and there was a person half-lying on the bed at the moment.
This man didn't seem to be asleep, and he didn't seem too surprised when Zhang Ren and Wu Peng broke into the house. He coughed twice and said, "Ahem, alas, I still can't escape."
Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, the voice was extremely familiar. It was Yu Zhaosen. Even though Zhang Ren was wearing a mask, Yu Zhaosen still recognized him, not to mention that Wu Peng was with him.
Zhang Ren did not take action immediately, but said: "Sooner or later, you have to pay back if you come out to fool around. Your hands are stained with blood, and today is the day to pay back."
Yu Zhaosen sighed, leaned his head on the wall, and said, "Even though I was wrong in all kinds of ways, that was all in the past, and now
I have lost all my meridians and martial arts, and am now a useless person. Isn’t this enough? "
Zhang Ren laughed angrily at Yu Zhaosen's words, "Oh, you think this is enough? How many people have lost their lives because of you? How many women have lost their innocence because of you? You sell arms, how many soldiers at the border are there because of you? You lost your life because of your actions? You trafficked people. How many families were separated because of you? Do you think it’s enough? There are many disabled people who have lost their arms and legs in the backyard of Qingmaoshuang. They were all from the slaughterhouse. Those who were rescued by the door, ask them, is this enough? Let me tell you, of course not! Even if you have ten lives, you still can't pay off your sins in this world!"
Yu Zhaosen coughed twice more, and then said confidently: "So what? Zhang Ren, this is Moss Village, where the Beggar Clan belongs. I am the master of the Nine Sects and a member of the Beggar Clan. Do you think you can Take me away from here? Why don't you just kill me here? I promise you, you won't be able to get out of Moss Manor. Even if you are lucky enough to get out of here, there are tens of millions of beggars in the world. You Do you think you can live a stable life?"
Zhang Ren didn't say much, but gritted his teeth angrily, picked up Yu Zhaosen's collar and pulled him out.
Today, Yu Zhaosen has long lost the strength to resist. Now it is difficult for him to even walk, let alone use force. He was dragged out of bed by Zhang Ren. Maybe he touched the injured area, and he couldn't help but howl. .
Zhang Ren secretly thought that it was not good. In such a silent night, Yu Zhaosen's miserable howl could be heard so clearly. This might attract the masters of the Beggar Clan.
But when Zhang Ren walked out of the door, he didn't see anyone coming to chase him.
This made him feel strange. He lowered his head, looked at Yu Zhaosen, and said, "Did you see it? Those who have attained the Dao have more help, and those who have lost the Dao have few. Just now you made such a loud voice and no one came to save you. You must be begging." Are you not doing well in the gang?"
Yu Zhaosen tilted his head to one side and didn't say much. He neither begged for mercy nor called for help. At any rate, he was considered a figure at the beginning. If he spoke out at this time, it would be a disgrace to his long-standing reputation.
Zhang Ren dragged Yu Zhaosen forward like this, all the way through the corridor. As long as he passed the front yard, he was out of Moss Villa.
Just after leaving the corridor, Zhang Ren discovered by the moonlight that many members of the Beggar Clan had gathered in the front yard. It seemed that they were not unwilling to save Yu Zhaosen, but had deployed all their strength here to ensure nothing went wrong.
Night rivers and lakes.
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