I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 2
The chubby white-clothed disciple opened the door and invited Fang Ze to enter.

Fang Ze entered Yizhuang.

During the conversation, he learned that the fat male disciple of the Lianhua Sword Sect was named He Zhao, and the girl with baby fat on her face was named Zhao Wen. They were both inner disciples of the Lianhua Sword Sect.

The other middle-aged man is the guard here.

Fang Ze could tell that the Lianhua Sword Sect was using small tasks to gain experience for its disciples.

He didn't say anything and followed He Zhao into Yizhuang.

He Zhao talked about the situation while walking.

"Senior Brother Fang, Yuan Ye, the young escort leader of the Jinfeng Escort Agency, had an incident in the Lianhua Sword Sect of Tianwai City, which we did not expect at all."

"Young Master Yuan is in the fourth state of the Nine Transformations of the Flesh. This trip to Tianwai City is also a way to accumulate experience in the world. At the same time, Mr. Yuan of the Golden Wind Escort Bureau and our Lianhua Sword Sect Master Hao have an old relationship. The Young Master takes my father's place." Drop by to see Master Hao on the way."

"It's just that no one expected that Young Master Yuan would meet Hou Shaolin, the young master of leftist circles who has been in the limelight recently in Tianwai City. The two became jealous over women's matters and started fighting."

"Boss Yuan Shao, although he has activated the fourth transformation of his nine physical transformations, Hou Shaolin has reached the sixth transformation state quietly in the past six months. The difference in levels, coupled with the anger between the two at the time, made Hou Shaolin take a heavy blow. Mr. Yuan, the head escort... was killed on the spot."

"Hou Shaolin also knew that he had caused trouble and left Tianwai City immediately. When our Lianhua Sword Sect learned about this, Master Hao ordered the sword sect to capture Hou Shaolin on the spot, but the other party was really slippery and didn't know where he was hiding."

"It's a pity that Mr. Yuan, the escort leader, has just traveled around the world and has died before he can show his prominence. Alas...it's really sad to talk about it."

He Zhao introduced the situation.

Fang Ze nodded slightly.

He already understood the situation, and after listening to it at this time, there was no big disturbance in his heart.

In the world of martial arts, there are many legends about young men becoming heroes and defeating their opponents, which makes people yearn for it.

It's a pity that those who can truly become famous as teenagers in the world are still a few lucky ones.

Those who are not strong or not so lucky are the majority.

Fang Ze has seen young martial arts heroes over the years. At the same level of strength, only one out of twenty or thirty can become famous. Some of the rest of them have been through the dangers of the martial arts world and are frightened and frightened. Some have a certain level of strength but have never been able to get ahead. Worst of all, those who were extremely unlucky were like the head escort Yuan Shao, who died before he even showed his talents.

As the eldest brother of the Wanligui sect, Fang Ze had seen a lot of these things in the past few years. He had some sympathy for the head escort Yuan Shao, but it was difficult to arouse any more emotions.

The world has always been like this, everyone can see the most dazzling knights, but no one remembers the 'price' under the shadow of the dazzling ones.

While they were talking, Fang Ze and others had already walked to the door of Yizhuang's house. The middle-aged guard of Yizhuang came forward and opened the door with a bunch of keys. Fang Ze and He Zhao and others entered the house.

Inside the house, there were two dim oil lamps, and the lights flickered on and off. There were about twenty or thirty wooden platforms parked inside the house, and about one-third of the wooden platforms were covered with corpses.

Under the dim light of the flickering oil lamp, the house looked gloomy and gloomy. Zhao Wen, the female disciple of the Lianhua Sword Sect behind her, couldn't help but have a look of fear and fear on her face, and pressed her hands on her waist unconsciously. On the hilt of the long sword.

He Zhao was also a little unnatural, but he seemed not to want to make a fool of himself in front of Fang Ze and forced himself to stay calm.

Fang Ze, on the other hand, had no strange expression on his face and seemed to be used to this kind of scene.

"The body of Mr. Yuan's bodyguard is here." He Zhao calmed down and pointed to a coffin on a wooden platform and said to Fang Ze.

Fang Ze nodded.

In fact, he had noticed it a long time ago. After all, in the Yizhuang building, only half of the more than ten corpses were placed in coffins. The rest were exposed, just covered with a layer of straw mats. Most of the coffins were An ordinary thin coffin, only one part is made of fine nanmu coffin.

Fang Ze walked over and saw that the black nanmu coffin had no lid, and inside the coffin, there was the body of a young man.

This corpse looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, quite tall, but its appearance... could only be said to be ordinary.

The body lay in a coffin.

Seeing this person's face, Fang Ze nodded slightly.

"I met Mr. Yuan in Leling, Xuzhou two years ago. It was undoubtedly him. I still remember that Mr. Yuan was ambitious and high-spirited at that time, but I didn't expect that we would be separated by life and death when we met again."

Fang Ze said.

"Oh, yes, life is impermanent, and the world is even more impermanent." He Zhao couldn't help but feel emotional after hearing this, and felt sad for a moment.

Fang Ze took a deep breath, then exhaled, and said, "I have finally handed over the matter to Junior Brother He regarding the body of Mr. Yuan. I will be responsible for the rest of the matter and send the body of Mr. Yuan back to Xuzhou."

"Okay, then Junior Sister Zhao and I will also return to the Lianhua Sword Sect to report back to the sect leader." He Zhao nodded and said.

After He Zhao said this, he moved a little, but he didn't leave yet.

There seemed to be a trace of curiosity and a trace of hesitation on his face, which made him appear a little entangled and hesitant to speak.

"Junior Brother He, is there anything else?" Fang Ze noticed He Zhao's weirdness and asked.He Zhao hesitated for a moment, but finally looked like he couldn't hold back. He asked with curiosity: "Senior Brother Fang, there is something I said that I thought was rude and presumptuous. It's just that I'm curious, so I still want to ask. If Senior Brother thinks I'm too talkative, , you don’t have to answer me.”

"But it's okay to say it. If it's something that can be said, I won't hide it," Fang Ze said.

Fang Ze's answer was quite polite, but it also had another meaning. Even if I can't say it, I won't say it either.

After hearing this, He Zhao summoned up the courage and asked Fang Ze with a cautious and curious tone: "Senior Brother Fang, I heard that the fees charged for Wanligui Sect's management are not small. Has Senior Brother already accumulated enough? Don’t you worry about the resources for martial arts training anymore?”

"Senior brother, have you cultivated and become free of resources?"

Fang Ze smiled slightly after hearing this, not surprised by this question.

In fact, some people in the arena have asked Fang Ze many similar questions over the years.

Many people are very interested in the income of the senior brother of Wanligui Sect. The difference is just that he is thick-skinned and thin-skinned, and you can't tell the difference even if you ask.

Fang Ze has long had rich experience in answering questions that are frequently asked by curious people.

Fang Ze smiled faintly and said: "There is no need to work hard. It is not about freedom of resources for cultivation. It is just a bit more generous."

"Oh..." He Zhao looked stunned. He obviously wanted to ask again, but he felt that it was a bit too much, so he didn't ask in the end.

"Senior brother Fang, my junior sister and I will take our leave first." In the end, He Zhao still didn't ask that sentence.

Fang Ze nodded.

Watching the two disciples of the Lianhua Sword Sect walk out of the house, Fang Ze couldn't help but laugh.

The source of the freedom of cultivation resources that He Zhao asked just now came from Fang Ze.

It was not long after Fang Ze came to this world and started to slowly adapt to it. One time, he was drinking with his friends in the world. When they talked about the high cost of martial arts training and the rare resources, he casually mentioned the freedom of training resources.

As a result, the words spread accidentally.

Although not many people know that this term originally came from Fang Ze, the freedom of cultivation resources has become a very popular term among young knights.

Fang Ze is the senior brother of the Wanli Gui Sect. The Wanli Gui Sect itself is quite mysterious, and there are rumors that their profits are quite high.

But no one knows the specific benefits.

As a result, even Fang Ze was asked several times outside if he had free resources for cultivation.

Fang Ze smiled slightly and shook his head.

……

He Zhao and Zhao Wen walked out of the gate of Yizhuang.

Zhao Wen, who had been silent just now, suddenly let out a sigh.

"Senior Brother He, I really didn't expect that the senior brother who returned to the sect from thousands of miles away would be so handsome, so handsome and elegant."

“It’s really completely unexpected!”

"I thought that the disciples who returned to the sect from thousands of miles away would have ghostly auras and look afraid of people."

"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. If I had seen him in Tianwai City during the day, I would have thought that Senior Brother Fang was a young master from some aristocratic family who was traveling, but I never thought that he was a senior brother from a mysterious sect like the Wanligui Sect."

"Junior sister, don't say more like that!" He Zhao couldn't help but be startled when he heard Zhao Wen's words, and quickly shouted in a stern but low voice.

Seeing He Zhao's stern attitude, Zhao Wen was frightened and did not speak for a while.

Until the two of them walked out of Yizhuang [-] meters away.

He Zhaojian frightened Zhao Wen, as if he felt that he was too harsh just now. He looked back at Yizhuang and saw that there was nothing unusual there, so he continued to say in a low voice: "Junior sister, your experience in the world is still too shallow! Talking about people behind their backs like this How can you say it out loud?"

"He can't hear..." Zhao Wen felt aggrieved.

He Zhao looked stern and said, "How do you know you can't hear it?"

"Senior Brother Fang's cultivation is astonishing. He has already opened the seventh transformation of his physical body. His eyes, ears, mouth and nose are all open, and his ears and eyesight are sharp. With concentration, he can detect even the smallest sound within a radius of thirty feet. How did you know that he didn't have any luck? Listen to you?"

After Zhao Wen heard this, he was even more frightened and said in surprise: "Senior Brother Fang has already reached the seventh transformation of the physical realm?"

After she uttered the shock, she realized something was wrong, and quickly covered her mouth again.

(End of this chapter)