Martial Arts: I just want to lie flat, I make all bad friends

Chapter 187 Can you still make her speak this time?

"What if the murderer who killed Gang Leader Ren Ci used the same martial arts as Gang Leader Ren Ci?"

As Bai Xiuzhu spoke these words.

Qiao Feng couldn't help but feel shaken in his heart. Could it be that it was my disciples of the Beggar Clan who took action?
Then his eyes froze.

wrong!

Then, a trace of murderous intent bloomed in his piercing eyes.

"You actually provoke a relationship with me as a disciple of the Beggar Clan?!"

After he said that, he grabbed Bai Xiuzhu's neck with such force that Bai Xiuzhu almost thought Qiao Feng was going to strangle him to death.

Qiao Feng stared at Bai Xiuzhu: "I never said what kind of martial arts the murderer who killed Gang Leader Ren Ci used, I almost deceived you."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Bai Xiuzhu's throat surged, and he wanted to speak out.

But being held tightly by Qiao Feng, the words were clearly on his lips, but for a moment he still couldn't say anything.

Lu Xiaofeng, who was hiding in the dark, had not expected that Qiao Fengfeng would suddenly take action against Bai Xiuzhu.

Upon seeing this, he immediately prepared to take action, hoping to save Bai Xiuzhu from Qiao Feng's hands.

But when he saw Bai Xiuzhu's hands waving behind him, signaling him not to move rashly, he could only press down temporarily.

It's not that Bai Xiuzhu has any masochistic tendencies.

But he knew it in his heart.

Lu Xiaofeng had just fought with Qiao Feng yesterday, and his left hand was broken by Qiao Feng. His appearance at this time would only further arouse the conflict between the two parties, making Qiao Feng think that Bai Xiuzhu was just lying to him.

Qiao Feng seemed to have noticed that Bai Xiuzhu would be completely unable to communicate at this rate.

His grip on his neck relaxed.

"The murderer who killed Gang Leader Ren Ci used the "Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms" of our Beggar Clan. Even within the Beggar Clan, there are no more than ten people who know this palm technique. It depends on how you explain it. "

As Qiao Feng let go slightly, Bai Xiuzhu was finally able to speak.

"Gang Leader Qiao, you also said that there are no more than ten people who can use this martial art, but Gang Leader Ren Ci is not the only one who can use it, so why can't someone else kill him?"

Qiao Feng snorted softly when he heard this: "Huh, my disciples of the Beggar Clan are all upright, and those who can learn the "Twenty-Eight Palms of Subduing the Dragon" must pass a strict test. How can they betray the Beggar Clan?"

As he spoke, there was a hint of impatience on his face.

It seemed that Bai Xiuzhu was sure that he was lying to him.

When Bai Xiuzhu saw this, he didn't dare to make any more detours with him and said straightforwardly.

"Nangong Ling, does Nangong Ling know this martial arts?"

"Nangong Ling? That's nonsense! Nangong Ling was adopted by gang leader Ren Ci when he was a child. How could he kill him?"

Qiao Feng thought of the child who followed Ren Ci a few years ago.

I don't believe that the child could be the murderer.

Bai Xiuzhu asked helplessly: "Gang Leader Qiao, do you know Nangong Ling's life experience?"

"life experience?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Qiao Feng's eyes.

Bai Xiuzhu quickly spoke again: "Brother Qiao, why don't you put me down first? I can't escape in front of you anyway. If I make any move to escape later, you will kill me and I will have no complaints!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng stared at Bai Xiuzhu again, and then slowly released his hand.

Bai Xiuzhu rubbed his neck.

Heart cursed.

I almost forgot that Qiao Feng valued the Beggar Gang more than anything else. He directly mentioned to Qiao Feng that a disciple of the Beggar Gang killed Ren Ci, which almost made Qiao Feng fall out with him directly.
"Gang Leader Qiao, I admit that most of you in the Beggar Clan are heroes, but in a big forest where there are all kinds of birds, there will always be one or two black sheep."

Qiao Feng's face trembled: "What did you mean when you mentioned Nangong Ling's life experience just now?"

In fact, Qiao Feng himself had a good impression of Nangong Ling.

Firstly, Nangong Ling had a good image and left a good impression on Qiao Feng when they first met.

Secondly, Qiao Feng himself was an adopted orphan, so he felt a little sympathy for Nangong Ling.

But since Bai Xiuzhu mentioned Nangong Ling's life experience, Qiao Feng felt that he might as well listen.

"Nangong Ling is actually not from any country in the Central Plains. His father is a warrior on a small island overseas, and his mother is the orphan of the Huangshan Sword Sect of the Ming Dynasty."

Bai Xiuzhu then told Qiao Feng about Nangong Ling's life experience.

Including the fact that his father, Tianfeng Shishiro, entrusted his two sons to Shaolin and the Beggar Clan respectively.

Qiao Feng was shocked after hearing this.

I wanted to question it but didn't know where to start.

He even understood one thing now, why Ren Ci had adopted Nangong Ling since he was a child, but Nangong Ling didn't have the same surname as Ren Ci.

Qiao Feng was silent for a while: "Where did you learn about this?"

Bai Xiuzhu sighed.

"Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Gang Leader Qiao and my housekeeper have a feud with Nangong Ling and Wuhua's mother Shi Guanyin, so we investigated these matters."

Qiao Feng was silent for a while, and then asked again after a long time.

"You said that Tianfeng Shishiro entrusted his two children to Shaolin and the Beggar Clan in order for his two sons to inherit these two gangs. Then why did Nangong Ling take the risk of killing Gang Leader Ren Ci?"

Bai Xiuzhu shook his head: "Gang Leader Ren Ci is not a fool. Gang Leader Qiao, you have so many people under the Beggar Clan. It is unlikely that anyone who wants to be a gang leader can become a gang leader."

The reason why Wuhua joined the Qinglong Society was because he realized that the Shaolin abbot of Ming Dynasty had no intention of letting him be the next abbot.

"Is there any evidence for what you said?"

"Have!"

Qiao Feng originally thought that Bai Xiuzhu's words were just his conjectures. Who would have thought that Bai Xiuzhu would tell him categorically that there is evidence!

He looked at Bai Xiuzhu in surprise.

"What evidence?"

"Qiu Lingsu, the wife of Gang Leader Ren Ci! I think she should know the inside story about Gang Leader Ren Ci's death."

Qiao Feng couldn't help but ask: "Then since she knew, why didn't she stand up and report Nangong Ling? Let her conspiracy go bankrupt?"

Bai Xiuzhu shook his head again and said.

"Her life has probably been controlled by Nangong Ling for a long time. I'm afraid that even if she wants to speak, she won't have the ability."

Ming Dynasty, beggar gang.

"Looks like you got the stick after all."

Wuhua stood behind Nangong Ling with a solemn expression, and in front of Nangong Ling was a small grave.

The tomb is not high. Fortunately, there are no weeds around it. It looks like it was recently erected.

On it were engraved several large characters: "Ren Ci, the seventh leader of the Ming Dynasty Beggar Clan".

Nangong Ling looked down at the emerald green dog beating stick in his hand.

Naturally, his stick is not a real dog-beating stick.

The Beggar Clan has only one dog-beating stick, and it has always been held alternately between the Pure Clothes Sect and the Dirty Clothes Sect of the Beggar Clan in the Song Dynasty. Now it is in the hands of Hong Qigong, the leader of the Dirty Clothes Sect.

And Nangong Ling's dog-beating stick is just an imitation.

But even so, it is also a symbol of status, the leader of the Beggar Gang in the Ming Dynasty, a symbol of status.

It was supposed to be in the hands of the person buried in the grave.

Nangong Ling sighed and said nothing.

Wuhua patted his shoulder: "Ren Ci noticed his father's intention, so you can only get this dog-beating stick by killing him."

Nangong Ling still didn't speak.

He knew that what Wuhua said was true.

But he knew one thing better.He killed his adoptive father, who had treated him like his own child for 20 years.

"Amitabha."

Wuhua recited the Buddha's name, which was very harsh to Nangong Ling's ears.

After all, who would have thought that this eminent monk from Shaolin Temple, Wu Hua, would be a murderer without blinking an eye?

Nangong Ling couldn't help but ask.

"Brother, what's the point of your hypocrisy now? The only person who knows that I killed Ren Ci is his wife. Although I have locked her up, it's not."

Wu Hua glanced at Nangong Ling: "Psalms to Buddha are never for others, but for yourself. If you kill Qiu Lingsu, all the achievements we have made will be in vain."

"Why?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Nangong Ling's eyes.

Seeing this, Wuhua shook his head and explained to his brother with a smile.

"The death of Ren Ci can be blamed on Murong Fu, but the death of Qiu Lingsu cannot be blamed. In a short period of time, both the former leader of the Beggar Clan and his wife were brutally murdered. Do you think anyone will suspect you? ?”

"Then just keep her like this? She knows too many things, and she will be a disaster after all!"

Nangong Ling's voice was still full of doubts.

He always felt that he should not take the risk of being discovered and leave Qiu Lingsu behind.

Even if Qiu Lingsu dies, he will be suspected, but it is better than now that the other party is alive and can testify against him at any time, right?
Wuhua just spoke lightly.

"Sometimes, it's much easier to shut up a woman than to ask her to speak."

Nangong Ling looked at Wuhua in confusion upon hearing this.

What do you mean?
Could it be that my brother meant to use poison to mute Qiu Lingsu's voice so that she would never be able to speak again?
But even so, she still has a hand!
Couldn't she write everything?

Just when Nangong Ling was still confused, Wuhua spoke again.

"I heard that Qiu Lingsu was once a famous beauty in the world, but was later disfigured by her mother."

Nangong Ling nodded, Qiu Lingsu always wore a veil when she appeared in the eyes of outsiders.

Others only thought that she was too precious to reveal her beautiful face, or that she was already old and yellow and did not dare to let outsiders see her face.

Little did he know that the face in that veil could be called a devil
"Then she must be very pitiful. She was originally a beauty that everyone pursued, but in the end she lost what she was most proud of. I think if Ren Ci didn't dislike her, she wouldn't have chosen to marry Ren Ci."

Nangong Ling nodded in approval upon hearing this.

As the leader of the Ming Beggar Clan, Ren Ci's status is certainly not low.

But in the eyes of many people, beggars are stinky beggars, which will inevitably make many women dislike them.

Therefore, even if the Beggar Clan does not prevent its disciples from getting married like Shaolin, the number of Beggar Clan members who can actually get out of singles is very small.

And the wife is beautiful, that is even less.

Even Nangong Ling had only heard of two people, one was Ren Ci, but his wife Qiu Lingsu had actually been disfigured.

The other one is Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Jingyi Sect in the Song Dynasty.

His wife Kang Min is said to have good looks and figure.

"Brother, I still think it would be better to kill her. Even if she is mute with poison, she can still write."

Nangong Ling spoke again.

But Wuhua interrupted him directly: "My silly brother, Qiu Lingsu now, as long as she is hurt even a little bit, she will draw suspicious eyes to you."

"Then what should we do?"

Nangong Ling was a little irritated. The woman knew the truth, but he couldn't kill her, and he couldn't poison her to silence her.

But Wuhua was not as agitated as he was, or it could be said that Wuhua had already made his own plans.

I saw him gently touching the writing on Ren Ci's small tomb with his hand.

"You think, can Qiu Lingsu meet another man who doesn't dislike her?"

Nangong Ling hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Probably not. After her marriage to Ren Ci, I haven't heard of anyone having contact with her. Even if she wants to remarry, with her current appearance, I'm afraid no one will be willing to accept her."

Flowerless shook her head.

"No, it's okay, and this person's status is extremely high, so high that she can't refuse."

Nangong Ling was a little confused.

"Ah? Who is this person? How high is his status?"

Nangong Ling then looked at Wuhua with wide eyes.

"Brother, you don't think about yourself."

Wu Hua sneered, as if to say that Nangong Ling didn't understand: "Of course that person can't be me. I'm destined to not be able to take over Shaolin, even if I become the leader of various temple competitions, how can I talk about having a high status?"

Nangong Ling touched his head: "Then who are you talking about?"

Wuhuayan looked at Nangong Ling with a smile.

"His identity is the leader of the Beggar Clan. Do you think he has a high status?"

Shock flashed in Nangong Ling's eyes, and it took him a long while to understand what Wu Hua meant.

"you mean"

Wuhua nodded slightly: "Yes, since she knows the truth and we can't kill her, the best way is to make her ours."

Nangong Ling was silent after hearing this.

Wuhua patted his shoulder again.

"I'm just wronging you, for my father's last wish."

He knew that as long as the words "father's last wish" were mentioned, Nangong Ling would definitely not reject him.

really.

Nangong Ling was silent for a long time before finally sighing.

"I understand."

Then he turned around and left slowly.

Wuhua continued to stare at the direction Nangong Ling left with a smile.

"It's really scary, Master. For your own purposes, you would even plot against your own brother like this?"

A somewhat teasing voice came from the side, but Wuhua didn't even look back.

"Captain Jin was joking. In fact, our two brothers have the same purpose. They are both for 'father's last wish'."

"yes."

Jin Jiuling, who was hidden in the darkness, appeared.

He stared at Wuhua's back wearing a white monk's robe, and a trace of fear flashed in his heart.

Fortunately, such a guy is not his opponent.

At least not for now
After Jin Jiuling thought about it, he smiled and said slowly.

"There is news that I think Master should know about."

"what news?"

Wuhua's voice was still calm, waiting quietly for Jin Jiuling to tell the news from his mouth.

"The descendant of Wang Lianhua went to the Song Dynasty, and it is said that he seemed to have had contact with Qiao Feng."

When Wuhua heard this, a figure flashed in his mind.

There was a twinge of excitement in my heart.

this time
Can you still get her to talk?

(End of this chapter)