The night is dark and the wind is silent.
Somewhere outside Pingxiang City, next to a secret courtyard, a man with a grimace suddenly appeared.
Behind him, followed a woman in a demon cat mask. She was a slim figure with soft lines. Looking at her under the moonlight, it made people have many reveries.
As soon as the two of them approached the secret courtyard, four big men jumped out, each holding a long sword, to block the man and woman.
The leader was wearing an ugly mask and his forehead was as high as a hill. The teeth overlap and the nasal cavity turns up, making him disgustingly ugly. It was the madman wearing a Confucius mask that he saw outside the Confucius Temple in Pingxiang City at night.
"Who is the bird man and woman? How dare you trespass into the Wang family's forbidden land outside the city?"
The man wearing the Confucius mask was no longer crazy at this moment. Together with the three people behind him, he raised his sword forward to block the two visitors.
The man with the grimace among the two uninvited guests is Ye Wumian, and the demon cat woman is Chu Yan.
Just now at Wang's house, when Ye Wumian asked about the location of the thieves and men's stronghold, Wang Pandi didn't know very well.
Fortunately, because the Wang family and his wife were deeply involved in the matter, the room contained correspondence with the thief and related account books.
Through these information on paper, Ye Wumian without Wang Zhuo and his wife easily found the specific location, which was outside Pingxiang City, in an extremely secret courtyard.
Of course, with Wang Zhuo's mere integrity, as long as he is willing to work hard and cross-examine "Haosheng", he should be able to find out.
It's just that Ye Wumian is very disgusted with this person. As soon as he hears his voice, the Temple of the Five Internal Organs seems to be turned upside down, so he would rather go look for it by himself than ask him face to face.
After some searching, the evidence of Wang Zhuo and his wife's crimes was nowhere to be found.
Chu Yan notified the Jin Yiwei, and soon a school captain would arrive and take away the couple who had been tied up with ropes, as well as a group of Wang family servants and relatives, until the culprits were determined. torture.
In fact, torture is no longer necessary.
The correspondence between Wang Zhuo and his wife and the thieves and thieves has almost fully "explained" this criminal transaction, and the details are very rich.
Even the identity of the mastermind behind all this has been revealed.
Although the name is not explicitly mentioned in the letter, there are always clues to be found between the lines.
Sleepless Night looked at the man in the Confucius mask, smiled playfully, and said, "Don't ask who we are, but I know that you and others are all disciples of the martial arts master, right?"
The clues in the letter coincided with Ye Wumian's brainstorming inferences in the inn before, and they all pointed to the martial arts mountain man and his disciples.
Now, all it takes is confirmation on the spot.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three big men without masks changed, and their panicked expressions were clearly visible in the moonlight.
The face of the man in the Confucius mask was blocked and his expression could not be seen clearly, but the sword pointed at Ye Wumian trembled slightly.
Obviously, he and the three big men felt the same way.
But he still held on to himself and shouted loudly: "Haha, what are you talking about! This is the forbidden land of the Wang family in Pingxiang in the countryside, and there are no martial arts mountain disciples!"
There seemed to be a hint of disappointment in Ye Wumian's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be talking to himself: "It turns out that I am not a disciple of Wugong Mountain! If that is the case, what should I do with the "Little Spiritual Treasure Sutra" I picked up?"
As he said this, he touched his arms and actually pulled out a book. The cover of this book is yellowed, giving it a mysterious feel.
"What? "Xiao Ling Bao Sutra"?"
"How could the "Xiao Ling Bao Sutra", which Master regards as a treasure, be picked up by him?"
The three big men talked one after another, their eyes shining with uncertainty, and they all looked at the book in Ye Wumian's hand, as if they wanted to read it thoroughly.
However, although the moonlight is round and bright tonight, it is not sunlight after all. How can I illuminate the words on the cover clearly?
Even if he could, what Ye Wumian showed them was the side without writing, and he had no intention of letting them actually see it.
While talking, the man in the Confucius mask twitched his throat twice, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and calmed down.
"Brother Ghost Face, are you kidding me? The master of my Paizhen sect's "Xiao Ling Bao Jing" is carrying it close to his body and only has it in his mouth. How could you lose it? Don't you want it? It’s entertaining us!”
"Are you now willing to admit that you are a disciple of Kung Fu Shanren?"
Ye Wumian said to himself: "It's really just as I expected!"
On his face, he pretended to be unhappy and said: "Since I am willing to admit it, it doesn't matter if I say it. Although your master Kung Fu Shanren has not taught this book day and night, but this time, he suffered a lot in Changsha." He was seriously injured and almost lost his life. When I was panicking, the "Xiao Ling Bao Sutra" fell from my arms, and I picked it up."
"how come?!"
The man in the Confucius mask first questioned.
Before he started talking, a strong man behind him whispered: "Senior brother, in the letter sent by Master Fei Ge a few days ago, he did mention that he was injured in Changsha City, and he was still seriously injured. Although he didn't mention it It’s a matter of losing a book, but I guess in that kind of situation, it’s hard to balance it all, and it’s normal to lose a car and keep a handsome man.”
"..."
The mask concealed what the man was thinking, but the constant drooping of the sword in his hand reflected his doubtful mood at the moment.
"Besides, even if I lose my book, it's impossible for Master to tell me that I'm just waiting."
There happened to be another strong man who helped: "Brother, don't doubt it. I think it is 80% true. This person's accent feels like that of Changsha. My hometown is Changsha, Liuyang County, I am familiar with it."
Ye Wumian said at the right moment: "It turns out we are fellow countrymen. I'm glad to meet you. I live in Anhua, Changsha."
After he and the Liuyang brawny man pretended to reminisce about old times, the man in the Confucius mask immediately began to believe him.
The man in the Confucius mask looked at Ye Wumian and said, "Brother Ghost Face, since you have the Little Spiritual Treasure Sutra in your hands, why haven't you returned it to us? Why are you still dawdling about it?"
As he said that, the three strong men behind him all looked at the book in Ye Wumian's hand with greedy expressions on their faces.
This look was exactly the same as that of the group of men and women Ye Wumian saw in Guanwang Temple. They were almost made from the same mold.
Ye Wumian said: "Just because you are secretive about your identity as a disciple of Wugong Mountain and refuse to admit it, of course I dare not give it to you!"
When the man in the Confucius mask apologized profusely, he snorted and said, "How about this, how about you and I exchange names and know each other's details, and then we can make plans?"
The four martial arts mountain disciples did not dare to refuse, so they introduced themselves one by one.
There are not many questions about the three strong men. The man in the Confucius mask is really the descendant of Confucius. His name is Kong Fangxiong, which is a homophone to the so-called "Brother Kong Fang" in the joke.
"Long admire!"
Ye Wumian said something polite, and calmly put the book back into his arms, which caused an uproar of dissatisfaction among Kong Fangxiong and the other four people, but they ignored it and just said: "I'm compassing. Thank you for meeting you."
Kong Fangxiong asked: "Don't say 'Long time admiration' or 'Nice to meet'. Now I just say, since we have known each other by name, why haven't you handed the book to me?"
Ye Wumian said "Hey", which seemed to be unexpected.
He turned and said displeasedly: "Brother Kong Fang, you are so ignorant! I have found a treasure for your sect, so I can't just give it back to you for nothing, without asking for any reward?"
