I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 558 People Who Should Not Exist

When Boss Shen entered the shoe shop, the carriage that Luo Qianhuai and Master Mo were riding in had already left Luan City.

There were many people walking on the official road, most of them were knights wielding swords and knives. The closer you got to Yinfengpo, the more people you met.

Fortunately, the appearance of their car looked extremely low-key, and the guard driving the car was not a familiar face to the people in the underworld, so it did not attract the attention of others for a while, and no one took the initiative to come forward and establish friendship with them.

In the evening, the car turned from a small road behind Yinfengpo and went up to the western foot of Fenghuang Mountain. After traveling about two or three miles, we saw a stone mountain gate.

On the east side of the mountain gate, there stands a white horse carved from white marble. It is said that it was carefully carved by skilled craftsmen hired by the White Horse Sect leader Jin Baima. It is very tall and handsome.

When they arrived, there was already a long queue in front of the mountain gate. They were all people from the martial arts world who came to participate in this martial arts conference and register for accommodation.

It was only at this time that Luo Qianhuai realized that Master Jin of the Baima Sect was very loyal and had taken the initiative to undertake the reception and accommodation work of this martial arts conference, thus becoming the organizer of the conference.

"The Three Heroes of Huzhou." The White Horse Sect disciple in charge of registration put down his pen, took out a key from a basket beside him, and handed over three bamboo cards: "Room 10, T-shaped area, these are your door cards and meal cards. Breakfast and food will be distributed at the beginning of the morning and the middle of the evening respectively - next one!"

Luo Qianhuai and Mr. Mo did not get off the car. Wei Ying passed the people in line, negotiated with the White Horse Sect disciples who were receiving him for a while, and came back to report:

"Madam, they said that the eldest lady and the headmaster's wife are not in Baimamen at the moment. I heard that they went to Bingzhou to visit relatives."

"Impossible." Luo Qianhuai subconsciously retorted: "Mrs. Jin is seriously ill and weak. She shouldn't have the energy to travel far."

"I asked him the same question, but he just said that he had never heard that his wife was ill."

"Yanyu has no reason to lie to me about her mother's illness." Luo Qianhuai said, "Either Master Jin concealed his wife's illness, or that disciple was not well-informed, or..."

"No need to guess, he must be lying." Master Mo said, glancing at Wei Ying.

"I will order someone to investigate right away."

The Guard Eagles had their own way of transmitting messages that was not easily noticed. Luo Qianhuai and Master Mo's team had only been halfway through the formation when they had already received the message.

"As you expected, that kid didn't tell the truth." He lowered his voice and said, "Master Jin is now under house arrest, and Jin Yanyu and her daughter have disappeared. They are probably locked up in the dungeon inside the gate. But the guards there are tight, and it will take a while to infiltrate."

"The sect master is under house arrest. Are these disciples forced to do the reception work?" Luo Qianhuai was puzzled. "And when Wei Ying asked questions just now, that person didn't even have a trace of grief and anger on his face. Isn't he too heartless?"

"How do you know that they are real disciples of the White Horse Sect?" Young Master Mo raised his lips slightly: "It's getting more and more interesting."

There were quite a few people queuing up, but the only two who sat in the carriage without showing their faces were the two of them.

When registering, Luo Qianhuai originally wanted to get off the car, but Master Mo squeezed her hand and handed her a small light golden plate from behind the curtain.

Wei Ying took the sign and slapped it heavily in front of the disciple sitting in front of the desk. The disciple took a look at it and jumped up in shock:

"Jiuyi Sword Sect. Pei Wucuo?" His face was filled with panic. Together with several other terrified disciples, he rushed out of the carriage and saluted respectfully, "We never expected that you would come in person. We will report this to the Sect Master and ask him to come down to greet you in person!"

It turns out that Sect Master Jin can still be used as a puppet. Luo Qianhuai understood, and saw Master Mo lift the curtain of the car, revealing a masked face that clearly did not belong to Pei Wucuo.

"You, you are not Pei Jianzong, how come you have his token?" The disciples outside the car were obviously even more confused.

"My last name is Mo, and I'm the chief disciple of Pei Jian Sect. Today, I'm ordered by my master to bring my wife to attend the grand ceremony. I hope you can forgive me if I have disturbed you." His voice was soft and pleasant, a little different from when he was Young Master Jieyou. It had more magnetism and less golden and jade-like voice.

"Ah, it turns out to be Young Master Mo!" Several disciples were obviously relieved, and hurried back to the desk to do some work, and soon handed over the sign.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow, so the Sword Sect's first disciple will naturally receive preferential treatment.

Young Master Mo and Luo Qianhuai were assigned to Courtyard No. 4 of House A, an independent small courtyard with a bamboo forest outside. It had all the necessary facilities inside, and even a small hot spring pool.

"Sir, Madam." Wei Ying went out to investigate for a long time and returned to the courtyard silently: "I have found out everything. Except for Jin Baima himself, all the people from the Baima Sect were either killed or locked up in the dungeon, including Madam Jin and Jin Yanyu."

"Mrs. Jin is not in good condition and has a high fever, but no matter how much Jin Yanyu begs, those people are unwilling to find a doctor."

Luo Qianhuai was a little anxious. She felt that she also had some responsibility in this matter. She had clearly promised the other party a long time ago. If she could leave Beijing earlier, things might be different.

Mr. Mo naturally understood her thoughts and held her hand naturally.

"Don't worry, Madam." He smiled slightly: "Now that we are here, we will naturally not sit idly by. We just need to make good arrangements to avoid alerting the enemy."

"Oh, right." Wei Ying suddenly remembered that there was something important he had forgotten to report: "I just received a message from the city that the people living in the governor's mansion have already set off for this place and will arrive tonight."

"The martial arts conference will be held the day after tomorrow." Young Master Mo's eyes turned cold. "Last time you went to investigate in person, you didn't find any clues. Now the snake has come out of the hole, and it will be exposed sooner or later."

No one knew how Master Mo arranged it, but around the hour of Hai, someone came knocking on the door as expected. He asked Luo Qian to change into the clothes of a White Horse Sect disciple, paint his face with yellow powder, and draw his eyebrows thick and heavy so that no one could recognize him. Then he prepared to take him out.

Master Mo originally wanted to accompany him, but Wei Ying came to report at this time that those people had just arrived and were gathering in the headmaster's residence of Jin Baima to discuss things.

If it were just a few of them, with Wei Ying's martial arts skills, they could easily eavesdrop without being discovered. But somehow, a person who shouldn't have been there appeared on the mountain.

Among the four great sword sects in the world, he is the only one who is not from Dayu.

Gu Yilong, the sword master of Gaotang State, has always been free and unrestrained in his sword moves, so he is called the Wuxiang Sword Master.

To be honest, even if the real Pei Wucuo came, he would only have a 40% chance of winning against him, not to mention that Mr. Mo was a fake.

"Things have changed. You don't have to go tonight." Master Mo's face was extremely solemn.

"They are discussing important matters, I am just going to help my friend's mother with her illness." Luo Qianhuai insisted, "I promise I will be back soon and will not cause any trouble."

"Since you insist on going, I will accompany you." Mr. Mo said helplessly.

"Don't go." Luo Qianhuai stopped him and said, "No one knows what this Ancient Sword Sect member is thinking. If he heard that the disciples of Pei Sword Sect are here, and he paid special attention to this place, but found that you are not in the courtyard, I am afraid that he will change again."

When one reaches the realm of Sword Sect, one does have the ability to perceive subtle things. Luo Qianhuai once discussed this with Zhang Qing, so he has some understanding of it.

Mr. Mo understood this better than she did, so after a brief thought, he decided to give up.

Of course, if the Ancient Sword Sect leader was not extremely bored, he would not care about such a small matter as whether the female relatives stayed in the room.