Wu Sheng gently stretched out a branch and pierced the top layer of soil. He looked out through the finger-thick hole and saw a faint patch of stars above.
After listening for a moment, he sensed that there was no one outside. A bush appeared above his head. After listening for a while, there was still no movement. He carefully opened the hole, quietly got out, and hid in the bush. Check.
There was silence all around, except for the gentle mountain breeze. He made the right hole and reached the top of the mountain, but he didn't know which mountain it was.
Seeing the peak not far away, Wu Sheng took advantage of the cover of the bushes to quietly walk over and look down the mountain.
The south is a field of lights.
Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and before he knew it, he dug it home. Even if he came back before, he had never been even half a step closer to Mangdang Mountain. It had been two years since he left his home. Wu Sheng couldn't help but stare at the lights over there in a daze, his eyes slightly moist.
After looking at it for a long time, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. The originally sparse lights gradually became denser, which meant that many people were lighting up.
What happened?
Wu Sheng felt uneasy, hesitated for a moment, and lurked towards Mangdang Mountain.
At the foot of Mangdang Mountain, more and more people lit up their lights, including several Chinese villages, which woke them up.
Commander Yongjia sounded the alarm, and dozens of strong men immediately gathered around him, each armed with a sword, waiting for his order.
Chief Yongjia shouted: "My fellow villagers, I'm afraid that the people from Chu have gone against their promise and attacked me in Mangdang Mountain. Everyone, please follow me to the city to protect..."
"Dad!" A man walked out of the crowd, it was his son, Uncle Yong. Behind him were several monks in black clothes, who walked in through the passage from the crowd.
"What?" Chief Yongjia shouted: "Son, if you don't go out with the officials to fight against the Chu people, what will you do when you come back? Your father is here, so you can't lose your headgear!"
Uncle Yong said in a deep voice: "Dad, I am not from Chu, but from Xuegong."
"What academy?"
"Jixia Academy, they are here to recognize someone. Doctor Lu told everyone to obey orders and not to move."
"We are under the rule of Dr. Jin..."
"Doctor Jin went to the wilderness to collect herbs. Now he is listening to Dr. Lu's orders. Dad, don't..."
Seeing his son shaking his head, his eyes full of worry, as if he had something to hide, Chief Yongjia nodded slowly: "Who do you recognize?"
Uncle Yong said: "This is Jixia Academy Walking with the City..." Before he could finish, a person behind him stepped forward and said loudly: "The Academy is investigating the case, don't move around, just stand still!"
There was a commotion among the people of the country, but after the dissuasion of Chief Yongjia and Uncle Yong, they still calmed down and allowed the black-clothed monks from the Academy to inspect. They were also checking to see if there were any hidden people in various buildings.
After a long period of inspection, ordinary Chinese people were sent home and asked to stay behind closed doors. Five monks who had entered the practice were taken away.
Chief Yongjia stopped him: "Where are you taking them?"
Uncle Yong said to him: "Dad, it's okay, don't worry."
Then Yue escorted Old Uncle Yong and the five monks in the armor to the foot of the main peak and joined the waiting crowd. All the monks here were Mangdang Mountain monks, including the disciples of Yuan Sima. They all gathered here, and there were more than two hundred people. .
Mai stood in Wu Sheng's spacious meeting hall, her appearance was very miserable, her left hand was trembling slightly, as she was trying to endure the pain. Although there was no rope to restrain him, the air sea was sealed. He knew that he could not escape, so he just looked at Zuo Jian in front of him and sneered.
Grain trunk
Zuo Jian couldn't help but slapped her again, causing Mai's face to turn black and blue.
Luo Lingfu stopped him: "Jiuwan, don't fight anymore..."
Zuo Jian turned around to protest: "There is no Jiu Xian in the world, only Jian Zong Zuo Jian!"
Luo Lingfu smiled but said nothing.
After all, Zuo Jian stopped fighting as Feng Xing said, and just glared at Mai hard.
Mai smiled again. Being able to seriously injure the right sword under the joint efforts of the famous sword sects Zuo Jian and You Jian, if such an achievement is spread, he will live up to Mai's name!
Squinting his eyes, he reminisced about today's battle. He really showed his best, especially the last sweep of Yanliu's fly whisk. The right sword seemed to be unable to escape, being shrouded in the fly whisk silk and frightened. There was no dodge at all, and he was seriously injured on the spot.
Rejoice!
It's a pity that Wei Fushen is unwilling to join forces with him, otherwise how would Zuo Jian's life be possible? It was just a matter of killing a school boy, but he didn't even have the courage to do so, so he parted ways with himself. For such a rat, he might as well die!
Mai knew that he would definitely have no way out, but even so, he was willing to cooperate with the academy to identify Wu Sheng's colleagues and disciples.
Damn Wu Sheng, everything that happened to him was caused by him. If he had been killed earlier, how could the case of destroying the Longquan Sect be exposed? Where will there be so much going on later?
No matter what, he finally led the academy to Mangdang Mountain, and even if he died, he would die a worthy death.
Mai looked to the north and thought to herself, Zuo Shenyin, I can only complete half of your request, but I, Mai, repaid you with my life for saving your life back then. I will owe no one to anyone in the next life!
Zhufeng was brought in from the nearby bamboo house with a bruised nose and swollen face, and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. Although he was injured, he was overjoyed at the moment. He came to Mai and bowed to him: "Thank you."
Mai sneered, Ruiniang was tied up by herself, and now she just told her whereabouts, so what's there to thank her for?
The monks from Mangdang Mountain had already gathered outside. Luo Lingfu signaled to start. His linen clothes were carried out and he stood under the wooden corridor of the meeting hall. He looked at the black crowd of more than 200 people below and felt a little lost for a moment.
That little alchemy master back then had so many monks under his command without even realizing it!
The lights below were bright and crowded. Mai just glanced at them and couldn't help laughing. There were so many familiar people!
Master Dongzhan was wearing a leather hat, with a twitching beard. He looked through the brim of the hat and stared at Mai who came out. Next to him were Ah Nuo, who was holding the magic formula, and Dongxue, whose eyes were vague.
The Ying brothers lowered their heads slightly and looked around, looking at Master Dongsun, then at the Master of Wantao Valley next to him, and then at the Six Friends of Matoupo. The Master of Wantao Valley and the Six Friends of Matoupo moved to Mangdang Mountain after being persuaded by their brothers. They didn't know whether they could survive this experience, and the two brothers were full of uneasiness.
Valley Master Wan Tao still held the paintbrush in his hand, staring blankly at Zuo Jian in the hall, the tip of the pen still lightly tracing.
The six friends of Ma Tou Po lowered their heads, opened and closed their lips, and muttered something silently.
Jin Wuhuan stood in the back row of the crowd, wearing the clothes of an ordinary customer. Madam Shen held his hand tightly. Her daughter Han Zi hid behind Jin Wuhuan, grabbing the corner of her father's clothes and sticking out half of her face. Come, look curiously at the Yiqian Academy walking on the steps.
Yongzhi, Xiaohuan and his daughter said nothing, holding the sword hilts on their waists, their knuckles turning white. He looked at Lu Kuang, Dong Da, Ding Ran and others around him, and then looked at his daughter Xiaohuan. Today he finally understood why the doctor sent Mangdang Mountain away two years ago and why he said that Shen Wu had no scholars.
The doctor really worked hard.
It's just that a doctor can have no scholars under his sect, but he can't be without a master. He, a straight man, will always regard Doctor Shen as his master. This has never changed!
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