Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 35
  "Here comes the medicine." Di Yun rushed over with the golden medicine.

"Kill him and pay for master's life." Bu Yuan's face showed a fierce look and he drew his sword out of its sheath angrily.

Di Yun was startled and quickly stepped back.

Seeing that the other Wanjia disciples were also about to attack in groups, Yan Bugui grabbed Bu Yuan's sword and said, "The wrongdoer has his debtor, so what are you doing to kill him?"

Bu Yuan felt as if his sword was caught in iron pincers. He even tried three times to pull out the sword, so he gave up and said angrily: "The father's debt must be paid by the son, and the master kills people. Naturally, he must be the disciple to pay for the crime."

Yan Bugui let go of his sword and asked, "Your master has killed many people, are you willing to die for him?"

"Forget it, fifth junior brother." Lu Kun knew that Yan Bugui was partial to Di Yun and couldn't kill him today no matter what, so he immediately stepped out and said, "Senior Yan is right, our enemy is Qi Changfa. Don't involve others."

Yan Bugui advised: "It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. I think you should take care of Brother Wan's funeral first."

"Thank you for your concern, senior." Lu Kun cupped his hands, and then ordered his junior brothers to collect Wan Zhenshan's body.

Yan Bugui glanced under Wan Gui's bed: "There is a new funeral in your house, so I won't bother you. If you need help, you can come to me at the inn in the city."

Di Yun also left. They had come to say goodbye today.

After the two of them walked away, Wu Kun spat on the ground.

"Tah! What the hell is this? Let's see how long he can protect that country bumpkin."

Lu Kun said in a deep voice: "He is right, deal with Master's funeral affairs first, and then we will take good care of that country bumpkin."

Sun Jun frowned and said, "His martial arts skills are stronger than ours. It's not easy to deal with him."

Zhou Qi snorted coldly: "Last time we were careless and we split our attacks before he defeated each one. Next time we attack at the same time to see how long he can block him with one sword."

Wu Kan touched his chin and said nothing, but he thought of Qi Fang, who was fair, tender, and pretty.

Soon.

Yan Bugui took back the Hidden Edge Box and was about to leave. When he walked out of the Wanjia Gate, he happened to meet Di Yun and Qi Fang carrying their baggage.

"coincidence."

Di Yun said: "We are here specially to say goodbye and thank you. If it weren't for you here today, I'm afraid it would be difficult for Junior Sister and I to leave Wanfu."

Yan Bugui waved his hand: "You keep calling me senior, so of course I will protect you."

He led the two of them away from the gate of Wan Mansion and warned: "Now that Wan Zhenshan is dead, practice the sword skills I taught you when you go back. The remaining Lu Kun and his gang will not be afraid."

"I will work hard." Di Yun nodded heavily, then said with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "Senior, you have helped us so much. Junior sister and I really don't know how to thank you."

"That's easy." Yan Bugui raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "When you and Miss Qi get married, just remember to invite me to the wedding banquet."

Di Yun glanced at Qi Fang, blushed and said, "This is for sure, for sure."

"Who wants to marry a water spinach like you?" Qi Fang rolled her eyes at him. Although she was angry, her blushing face was full of tenderness, and there was no sign of reluctance.

"Anyway, take care of yourself. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to Huashan to find me. We will meet again later." Yan Bugui was not interested in eating dog food, so he decisively turned around and left, turning his back to them and waving his hand before walking away.

White silk was quickly hung at the entrance of Wanfu, and the red lanterns were replaced with white ones.

Lu Kun and others took the servants inside and outside the mansion and began to arrange Wan Zhenshan's funeral.

Wan Gui's room has been cleaned up, but he is still unconscious despite serious injuries.

In the empty room, a rustling sound suddenly sounded.

Qi Changfa carefully got out from under Wan Gui's bed, patted the dust on his body, and had a very strange expression on his wet face.

He came to say goodbye in the morning, but Wan Zhenshan suddenly attacked him and wanted to strangle him alive.

Fortunately, he had practiced Qigong and deceived Wan Zhenshan.

But who knew that the other party was still worried, fearing that he would wake up and put the soaked tissue paper on his face one by one.

In this way, even if he is not dead, he will suffocate because his mouth and nose are sealed.

It wasn't until he was stuffed under the bed that he had the chance to take the tissue off his face.

Kumbhaka also has its limits. What Qi Changfa never expected was that Wan Zhenshan was still a ventriloquist expert after decades of fighting with his fellow apprentices.

He watched Wan Zhenshan use his voice to argue with him under the bed.

When he heard the screams, the scheming Qi Changfa immediately understood Wan Zhenshan's intention, and couldn't help but curse the other person for being despicable and shameless.

But then he heard Yan Bugui's voice again, and Wan Zhenshan was really dead!
  Wan Zhenshan's plan was so thorough that there was absolutely no possibility of it failing. The only possibility was that someone took the opportunity to kill him.

Qi Changfa's thoughts were racing.

Those few disciples of the Wan family are idiots, even if they have the will, they are powerless.

It's impossible for Di Yun and Qi Fang, they don't have the courage.

The only person here who has the ability and courage to quietly kill Wan Zhenshan is Yan Bugui.

Qi Changfa frowned.

Their faction has no enmity with the Huashan faction, so why did Yan Bugui secretly murder him?
  Could it be that...he is also coveting the Liancheng sword manual?

Thinking of this, Qi Changfa's expression suddenly changed.

‘This man’s martial arts skills are unpredictable. Since he can discover Wan Zhenshan’s tricks, he might also be able to discover that I am pretending to be dead. No, I have to leave quickly. ’

Qi Changfa became more and more uneasy as he thought about it. Just when he was about to escape from the window, he suddenly saw Wan Gui on the bed.

"You little beast, you're not a good person either. Yun'er just cuts off one of your arms and it's an advantage for you."

Qi Changfa came to the bed with a fierce look in his eyes, pressed his chest with his right palm and suddenly vomited out his inner strength.

"Uh~" Wan Gui, who was in a coma, groaned, and immediately his heart was broken and he died.

"Hmph! You deserve to be extinct." Qi Changfa sneered, picked up Wan Gui's sword hanging by the bed, and flashed through the window.

The people in Wanfu were busy preparing for the funeral, and the courtyard was unprepared, but he managed to escape smoothly by relying on his Qinggong.

After leaving Wanfu, Qi Changfa stole clothes washed and dried by people nearby to disguise himself.

He was worried that the Wan family would report to the official, so he did not dare to leave the city rashly during the day, so he found a nearby house to hide temporarily, planning to wait until dark before finding another way out.

The house was covered with weeds, the doors and windows were broken, and spider webs were all over the eaves and corners. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

Qi Changfa breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to find a place to rest, he suddenly heard a chuckle from behind him.

"This place is not bad. It saved me a lot of trouble."

Qi Changfa turned around and saw Yan Bugui looking at him with a smile. His color suddenly changed in shock, his whole body tensed up, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead uncontrollably.

"Young hero, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Yes, I'll kill you." Before Yan Bugui could finish his words, he suddenly stepped forward.

Clang~Click!
  Qi Changfa quickly pulled out his sword, but he only pulled it out halfway before Yan Bugui pushed the sword back into its scabbard. He tightened his neck and held it firmly in his hand.

"Ahem~" Qi Changfa struggled hard and his face quickly turned purple.

His throat was restricted and he couldn't speak. He tried his best with both hands but couldn't shake Yan Bugui's hold on his arm. A breath of turbid breath filled his chest and he could only desperately beg for mercy with his eyes.

Now he was [-]% sure that Wan Zhenshan was killed by Yan Bugui.

"It's impossible to let you go." Yan Bugui leaned into his ear and whispered: "But I can tell you that the secret of Liancheng Jue is that a person is more than three feet tall, weighs fifty or sixty thousand pounds, and still has a baby in his belly. The big, golden, Buddha filled with gold and silver treasures!”

"Hoo~" Qi Changfa's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils shrank sharply, his eyes were full of shock and confusion, and his struggle became more intense.

is this real?
  why?
  How would he know?
  Click!
  Qi Changfa's throat was crushed, and he refused to close his eyes with doubts in his mind.

After a while.

Yan Bugui found a random corner in the yard, dug a hole and buried him.

"By the way, remember to walk slower with Wan Zhenshan on Huangquan Road. Yan Daping will chase you soon."

(End of this chapter)