Focusing on the falcon, Bai Xiaosheng narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the falcon's foot that was dyed purple. Then he spread out the long whip of infuriating energy condensed in his hand and took out the bamboo tube on the falcon. down.
After a few breaths, as the note was pulled out from the bamboo tube, a smile appeared on Bai Xiaosheng's lips as he looked at the few dozen words on it.
At the same time, the real energy in Sun Baifa's body, which was tied to the ground, broke, and he broke the hemp rope that bound his body. When he stood up, he wiped his nose with the corner of Bai Xiaosheng's gown and stood up. Come.
He glanced at the falcon and noticed that the falcon's feet were dyed purple and said, "Purple, what's the news from the Great Song Dynasty? What about the little fox?"
Faced with Sun Baifa's inquiry, Bai Xiaosheng said softly, "Hmm," "Little friend Chu's autograph letter."
While talking, Bai Xiaosheng handed the note in his hand to Sun Baifa.
After taking the note, Sun Baifa looked at the words on the note and asked doubtfully: "Great Song Dynasty, Gusu Murong, thirty days, what does it mean?"
Hearing this, Bai Xiaosheng responded: "Little friend Chu wants to ask me if I have any relationship with the Murong family in Gusu. If not, we will take action against them in thirty days."
Sun Baifa touched his chin and said: "For a Murong family to take the initiative to ask you, could it be that that boy met Murong Longcheng from the Murong family?"
Bai Xiaosheng nodded and said: "Looking at the situation, this should be the case."
After saying that, Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Little friend Chu is as smart as ever. Just because he saw Murong Longcheng, he discovered that we helped Murong Longcheng fake his death."
Sun Baifa curled his lips first, then looked at Bai Xiaosheng and said, "But Murong Longcheng is still in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm. Do you think that kid can solve Murong Longcheng?"
Bai Xiaosheng pondered for a while and then said: "The possibility is very high. Although Murong Longcheng is in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, its strength is much lower than that of Ren Tianxing, who is also in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm. That Chu Xiaosheng You can even kill Ren Tianxing, if you really do it, let alone Murong Longcheng."
After saying that, after a pause, Bai Xiaosheng continued: "Furthermore, with Chu Xiaoyou's behavior, he has always made decisions before taking action. If he was not absolutely sure, he would probably not send me a message asking whether Murong Longcheng Will it have anything to do with us?”
Sun Baifa asked: "What do you think?"
Hearing this, Bai Xiaosheng smiled softly, then walked to the side and also took out a piece of paper.
After the pen and ink were lightly dipped, the four words "a casual acquaintance" were left on it.
Seeing this, Sun Baifa frowned and said: "After a while, the Magician Palace will lead the people from the Great Yuan Kingdom to Northern Shaolin. This Murong Longcheng is also cooperating with the Great Yuan Kingdom. If we directly deal with the Murong family, don't you?" Are you worried that it will affect the situation in the Song Dynasty?"
Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile: "So the time limit left by Chu Xiaoyou is thirty days."
Listening to Bai Xiaosheng's words, Sun Baifa was stunned for a moment, then he thought about it and said, "You mean that little fox has already guessed what the Yuan Kingdom was doing against the Song Kingdom? That's why the time limit was set at thirty days. ?”
Bai Xiaosheng nodded and said: "If it weren't for this reason, why would little friend Chu have to pass the news to me? I think he felt that there was a shadow of my Bai Xiaoge in the affairs of the Yuan Kingdom and the Song Dynasty. Ask me first. That’s all.”
Listening to what Bai Xiaosheng said, Sun Baifa said with a strange look on his face: "It's quite particular. I want to ask you for permission before messing with someone."
After hearing the voice, Bai Xiaosheng nodded and said, "It's quite particular, but it's not a good thing that little friend Chu is so particular!"
While talking, Bai Xiaosheng suddenly felt an itch on his index finger, and the tip of his thumb subconsciously pressed lightly on the itchy spot on his index finger a few times.
Seeing Bai Xiaosheng's movements, Sun Baifa also felt itchy on his right index finger for no reason at this time. He also used the tip of his thumb to press a button on his index finger, and at the same time asked: "Do you feel that the little fox took the initiative to pass it on to you?" Does this news have other purposes?”
Bai Xiaosheng smiled softly and said: "What's there to worry about? The affairs of the Song Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty have nothing to do with me, Baixiao Pavilion. I will inform you about the martial arts conference held in the Northern Shaolin over there in the Song Dynasty." It was just for Little You Chu to take advantage of the opportunity to watch a play, but I just felt a little pity for Murong Longcheng."
"After all, we have been planning for so many years. Seeing that there is hope of reviving the Yan Kingdom, we just provoke that little friend Chu."
"With Chu Xiaoyou's methods and habits, I'm afraid that in thirty days, there will be no more Gusu Murong in this world."
After a while, after stuffing the note with the words "a casual acquaintance" into the bamboo tube and tying it to the falcon and letting it fly away, Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the smear of yellow snot on his clothes that had just been wiped by Sun Baifa. , and then slowly walked aside.
The next second, in Sun Baifa's astonishment, Sun Baifa was tied up again.
"No, it's my turn to whip you, right?"
Bai Xiaosheng chuckled and said: "You are senior brother! Of course, you have priority, not to mention that the erysipelas of the Dahuan Dan will have a greater impact on you. It would be better to expel the erysipelas from your body bit by bit through external force as soon as possible."
With that said, Bai Xiaosheng condensed his true energy into a long whip and whipped it towards Sun Baifa.
The infuriating long whip even made a "whooshing" sound when it broke through the air.
Obviously, this whip is more or less mixed with some personal grudges.
And the moment the zhenqi whip fell on Sun Baifa, the burning pain instantly made Sun Baifa scream out.
The sound of screams instantly echoed over the bamboo houses.
Song Dynasty.
Yanziwu.
An old man stood quietly outside a secret door made of fine iron.
The old man was dressed in black and looked to be in his sixties, with an old complexion and gray hair.
But there is a bit of sinister feeling between his eyebrows, and paired with those tiger eyes, one can tell at a glance that he is not an easy person to deal with.
If there were an older generation of martial artists here, they would definitely be able to identify this person. He was clearly the head of the Murong family in Gusu twenty years ago, Murong Bo.
At this time, a servant walked through the long and narrow secret passage to Murong Bo, bowed and said: "Master of the family."
Seeing the person coming, Murong Bo asked, "Have you found out the situation?"
Facing Murong Bo's inquiry, the servant replied: "Go home, my subordinates have already inquired. During these times, only a very handsome young man in the city rented a boat with several equally stunning women. Heading to Taihu Lake, according to the owner of the big boat, those people have been to Mantuo Villa."
"Although nothing else was found, according to the servants who stayed at Yanziwu at that time, when the old master and the young master came back, the young master looked gray. From the subordinates' opinion, the young master was afraid that he was seriously injured, so The old master is currently in seclusion to heal the young master’s injuries.”
Hearing this, Murong Bo suddenly snorted coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent.
After a while, Murong Bo asked: "Has Li Qingluo asked?"
In response to Murong Bo's question, the servant replied: "Master, I have already asked, and it has been confirmed from Mrs. Wang that the young master's name is Zhao Shanhe, and he went to Mantuo Villa just to ask for two camellias." , It’s just that the subordinates made insinuations, and Mrs. Wang’s words were quite resentful, and it doesn’t seem like she knew about the conflict between the young master and Zhao Shanhe and the others.”
Taking this scene into his eyes, Murong Bo's face was solemn: "To be able to seriously injure Fu'er requires at least the strength of the Grand Master. How could there be so many people in the Song Dynasty who could injure Fu'er? ?”
However, at this moment, another servant quickly entered the dark room.
"The head of the family, Master Jiumozhi from the Great Yuan Kingdom has come over and is waiting in the hall now."
Murong Bo frowned after listening to this servant's report.
"Jiumozhi?"
But after thinking for a while, Murong Bo's eyes flashed, and then he said to the two people in front of him: "You continue to guard outside this secret room. If father and Fu'er come out of seclusion, notify me as soon as possible."
The two men quickly bowed and signaled: "I obey my orders!"
Seeing this, Murong Bo glanced at the closed secret room in front of him and quickly turned around and left with his true energy running.
After a while, as Murong Bo entered the main hall, Jiumozhi, who had closed his eyes lightly before, quickly opened his eyes as if he had something to say.
When the two people's eyes met, Murong Bo squeezed out a hearty smile and said: "Long time no see, the master is still as charming as ever."
Hearing the voice, Jiumozhi slowly stood up, clasped his hands together and saluted: "Murong, old benefactor, you are well."
After the two parties greeted each other, Murong Bo looked at Jiumozhi. After feeling the faint fluctuations of true energy reverberating in Jiumozhi's body, a flash of surprise flashed in Murong Bo's eyes.
After a few breaths, Murong Bo just spoke: "When I met the master last year, the master's cultivation was still at the master level. I never thought that in one year, the master's cultivation would have reached the middle stage of the grand master realm. Such a breakthrough speed , it’s really surprising!”
Listening to what Murong Bo said, a smile flashed in Jiumozhi's eyes.
Then he said slowly: "It happened that this year I broke through to the early stage of the Grand Master Realm, and a Grand Master Master in the Tantric Sect was about to pass away. I was gifted by the Master to transfer the uncle's skills to the junior monk with a secret method. This is how the Junior Monk My cultivation level has successfully entered the middle stage of the Grand Master Realm. Now my cultivation level is not yet completely stable, and my true energy is difficult to hide, which makes old benefactor Murong laugh."
Listening to what Jiumozhi said, Murong Bo suddenly said: "Master Ba Shiba is indeed one of the three masters of the Great Yuan Kingdom. His skills are so profound that he can actually transfer other people's skills into the master's body using such secret techniques. "
Then, Murong Bo smiled and said: "The master has a profound background, and the skill of the flame sword is extremely mysterious. Now that he has broken through to the middle stage of the Grand Master Realm, I am afraid that his strength has surpassed me."
Hearing this, Jiumozhi said with a smile: "Murong old benefactor's "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan" and "Shen He Zhi" are so profound. At the same level, the young monk may not necessarily be Murong old benefactor's opponent, let alone a different level. Murong old The donor’s words were too modest.”
After a few simple greetings, Jiumozhi said: "This time, the young monk came here because he was ordered by the magician to ask Murong, the benefactor, whether things in Northern Shaolin are ready."
Hearing this, Murong Bo's face straightened and he said: "As long as things in Shaolin go well this time, the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty will be under my control. When the time comes, under my order, the people of the Song Dynasty will never There were warriors involved in the battle between the Yuan Kingdom and the Song Dynasty."
At this point, Murong Bo changed his words and said: "But when the time comes, we will also look to the Great Yuan Kingdom, and don't forget to promise me the Murong family."
Jiumozhi nodded and said: "Don't worry, the magician has told me that as long as things go well this time, after the Yuan Kingdom annexes the Song Kingdom, Dali, a subsidiary country of the Song Dynasty, will be sent to Murong Donor and changed to the Great Song Dynasty. Yan."
However, during the conversation between the two, he noticed that Murong Bo frequently looked in the direction of the side door of the hall, and Jiumozhi couldn't help but wonder: "Does the old benefactor Murong have something on his mind?"
Listening to Jiumozhi's question, Murong Bo suddenly sighed softly, and then said slowly: "Master, I don't know something. A few days ago, the child was injured for some unknown reason, and now he is seriously injured. I am concerned about the child's safety. When the master comes, I have been doing Qigong exercises to heal children’s injuries.”
Jiumozhi said in surprise: "Donor Murong, who is already at the early stage of the Grand Master Realm, was actually hurt by others. Who did it? Qiao Feng from the Northern Beggar Clan?"
Murong Bo shook his head and said: "It's not Qiao Feng. I don't know the specific details. I only know that the other party is a man and five women. The men are extremely handsome and the women are all beautiful and fragrant."
Jiumozhi searched the situation of the warriors in the Song Dynasty in his mind, and then asked: "It is said that the Xiaoyao Sect in the Song Dynasty has unique rules. Those who are not outstanding in appearance are not allowed to enter, and those who are not talented are not allowed to enter. Could it be said that they were injured? Is the person who calls Young Master a member of the Xiaoyao sect?"
Murong Bo said in a deep voice: "I don't know this either."
After saying that, Murong Bo looked at Jiumozhi and said, "There is still some time before the incident in Northern Shaolin. I wonder if Master is free to help with the next one?"
Listening to Murong Bo's words, Jiumozhi asked: "Murong, the old benefactor, wants the young monk to help investigate the people who seriously injured Mr. Ling?"
Murong Bo nodded and said: "Yes! The child is seriously injured now, and I can only use my true energy to heal him. It just so happens that the master appears now, so I want to ask the master to help me with this favor."
After learning what Murong Bo meant, Jiumozhi pondered for a moment and then shook his head and said: "The incident in Northern Shaolin is imminent, and the young monk also needs to meet up with the people of the Great Yuan Kingdom as soon as possible. I am afraid that the young monk will not be able to help with the old benefactor Murong. .”
In this regard, Murong Bo said: "I know that the master has always wanted to enter the martial arts treasure house of my Murong family to watch hundreds of martial arts schools in the Song Dynasty. If the master can find out the identities of the people who injured my son, I am willing to let the master How about entering my Murong family's martial arts library and staying there for three months in return?"
Hearing Murong Bo's words, Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, "Murong, the old benefactor, are you serious about what you said?"
Murong Bo nodded and said: "Of course."
Seeing this, Jiumozhi nodded and said: "In that case, the young monk will help old donor Murong this time."
Later, after Murong Bo told Jiumozhi that his servants had discovered the direction in which Chu Qinghe had left, Jiumozhi quickly left.
After Jiumozhi left, Murong Bo slowly turned around and stood up to leave.
The fifth day of the lunar month.
The land in the southwest of the Song Dynasty.
After a day of light rain, even if the sun was shining brightly, there was still some moisture in the air, and the rolling wheels of the carriage would still stick to some moist soil.
Outside the carriage, Qu Feiyan was rushing to the workshop and occasionally chatting with his true energy.
In the carriage, Chu Qinghe was lying on Jellyfish Yinji's lap and holding Huahua with his eyes lightly closed. He seemed to be taking a nap, but in fact he was addicted to the simulator battle.
Next to him, Lian Xing closed his eyes as the zhenqi in his body continued to flow.
The newly arrived Wang Yuyan raised the car curtain and immersed herself in the suburban scenery at this time.
However, just as the carriage was driving along the official road, Qu Feiyan outside the carriage suddenly let out a sigh.
"Strange, why are there so many beggars around here?"
Hearing the sound, Lianxing in the car also opened the curtain and looked outside.
In Lian Xing's sight, there were indeed some beggars on both sides of the official road.
An hour later, Xingli Town.
As the carriage slowly drove into the city, when the people in the town looked at the three women of Qu Feiyan who were sitting in front of the carriage driving the carriage, they were all attracted by the beautiful faces of the three women.
When the carriage drove into a restaurant in this town, it slowly stopped.
When Chu Qinghe and the others got off the carriage, the waiter who came up couldn't help but froze in place when he looked at the Chu Qinghe and the others who got off the carriage.
Fortunately, the waiters in this profession are all discerning people.
After being stunned for a moment, the waiter who came back to his senses quickly lowered his head slightly and came forward.
After a while, under the attentive guidance of the waiter, several people slowly entered the second floor and sat down next to the railing.
Almost as soon as they sat down, Chu Qinghe and others couldn't help but glance at a location on the second floor.
Compared to the other tables, where people were seated in twos and threes, there was only one person sitting on the table that was in the sight of several people.
The man is very tall, about thirty years old, and is wearing an old gray cloth robe that is slightly tattered. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth. He has a square face with a weathered look, and looks very powerful when looking at him.
What attracted people's attention was that there was no other food in front of the man, only a wine jar that could hold twenty kilograms of wine.
And when the man drinks, he drinks one bowl after another, looking bold and bold.
After a few breaths, after retracting his eyes from the man, Lianxing glanced at the street below.
When his eyes glanced at the beggars who were either in tatters or neat but patched, Lianxing's eyesight could not see that although these beggars walked casually, their pace was not as ordinary as usual. The vanity of people walking like that.
Astonishingly, they all have martial arts skills.
Moreover, in Lianxing's sight, the number of beggars in the city was also much greater than those seen on the official roads outside.
After thinking about this for a while, Lianxing looked at the waiter and said, "Why are there so many beggars in this town and outside that town?
Facing Lianxing's question, the waiter Erdui smiled and said: "My guest does not know, it is said that the beggar gang will hold a beggar gang meeting in the apricot forest twenty miles outside the town today, so in the past few days, many people Beggars are rushing to Xingli Town one after another."
"Beggars' Conference?"
Hearing what the waiter said, Chu Qinghe, who originally looked a bit lazy, also had a bit of surprise on his face.
Obviously, he didn't expect to be so lucky that he happened to encounter something like the Beggar Clan Conference when he came here.
But the next second, as if he thought of something, Chu Qinghe's eyes flickered and then turned to the man beside him who was drinking bowls of wine.
After a few breaths, Chu Qinghe chuckled in his heart: "Ha! What a coincidence."
(End of chapter)
