Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 330 Who doesn't like this kind of contrasting loli?

Boss Wu didn't know where You Tanzhi had gone, and now only Wu Xingyun came back, and he openly revealed his identity, wanting them to die clearly. When he saw Duan Yu arriving, his first reaction was to add fuel to the fire and let Duan Yu kill his way through Lingjiu Palace. After all, the power of the Dali Duan family's Six Meridians Divine Sword was obvious to all the cave masters of the islands.

"This... this is not good." Duan Yu scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "Tong Lao she... she is my uncle-master."

"What did you say?" Boss Wu's eyes widened.

Zhuo Bufan's one eye also emitted a sharp light.

Taoist Buping thought he had heard wrongly: "She is your uncle-master?"

Duan Yu patiently explained, "Yes, Master recognized Wuyazi as his senior brother at Leigushan Mountain. Tong Lao is the senior sister of Wuyazi's senior brother, so I am not her nephew."

Monk Kongxu and Wuyazi became brothers. Boss Wu had heard about it before, but they didn't know that Wuyazi and Tianshan Tonglao were fellow disciples.

"Then... You Tanzhi treated her as a maid, asked her to wash her stinky socks and underwear, and even took her home to be a child bride?"

"Heh... heh..." Duan Yu looked at the female disciple of Lingjiu Palace who was shocked after hearing this secret, and laughed awkwardly: "At that time... my master and I didn't know that she was my uncle. Ignorance is not a sin."

Wu Xingyun, who was listening to this harsh conversation, was furious and gnashed his teeth.

"Hack them to death!"

"Wait a minute." Boss Wu made a slow gesture: "Didn't you say that you wanted us to be a wise ghost?"

"Hmph, what else do you have to say?"

"Mr. Duan, what did you just say, you and your master?"

"Yes, my master." Duan Yu looked at the bald monk beside him.

It was then that Boss Wu realized that the monk, who was much more handsome than You Tanzhi, was wearing You Tanzhi's clothes.

"Kong... Monk Kongxu? You... are You Tanzhi?"

"Amitabha, well done, well done. Donor Wu is really smart."

The word "Amitabha" made Wu Xingyun's mouth twitch several times in hatred. He was obviously a monk, but he talked about taking her as a child bride every day, and he bathed her, applied perfume to her, and changed her skirt with a natural look on his face. It was really abominable.

"Smart? Oh... smart?" Boss Wu's pale face became more dejected. "If I were really smart, how could I have been tricked by you and rescued her? You also used the profound martial arts in this stone chamber as bait to make us kill each other. Monk Kongxu, you are exactly the same as the rumors outside. So vicious and despicable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan fell straight to the ground, kicked his legs and died.

Just now, he had shown signs of going astray due to his forced comprehension of the Tianshan Zhemei Hand, but he was only suppressing it with his strength. Later, he was attacked by the mad island cave master and fell into madness, killing many people. By the time Wu Xingyun brought his men over, he was already exhausted. When he learned that You Tanzhi was the monk Kongxu, he felt that his martial arts and wisdom had been reduced to rubble. After twenty years of hard training, he thought he had mastered the swordsmanship, but he ended up like this without even seeing the Tianshan Child-Fairy. He was disheartened, his internal strength was drained, and he died.

As soon as he died, like falling dominoes, Buping Daoren also fell to the ground, followed by Boss Wu, who was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood. He pointed at him and said "you" three times before taking his last breath.

Seeing Wu Xingyun looking towards him, Chu Pingsheng spread his hands, looking helpless: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is really just a coincidence. Could it be that I can foresee that you will take advantage of these people's greed and set an ambush with the advanced martial arts of Lingjiu Palace to let them kill each other?"

"Humph!"

Wu Xingyun always felt that there was something strange about this matter, but he couldn't tell what was wrong specifically. Finally, his face darkened and he walked away in anger.

"It's a pity that the sacred place of Lingjiu Palace has been stained by the blood of a bunch of trash. Quickly clear out the bodies and wipe all the stone walls a hundred times. I don't want to see even a drop of blood."

"Yes."

Granny Yu nodded her head.

Duan Yu shrank his neck and whispered, "Master, you are so majestic."

"Do you remember when you teased her with cotton candy in Suzhou City? You have to be careful. She can't beat me. She might have someone secretly kill you and throw you into Tianfeng Valley to feed the vultures. Even if Master wants to collect your body, he won't know which bones are yours."

"No way..."

Duan Yu looked miserable: "Master, how about... we should go down the mountain early."

……

noon the next day.

In the largest bedroom of the two-story building at the northernmost end of the backyard of Lingjiu Palace.

Wu Xingyun sat cross-legged on a couch painted with flowers and insects, eyes closed, one hand pointing to the sky, the other to the ground, concentrating on practicing the Eternal Spring Technique. On the round table to her left was a white porcelain bowl with lotus patterns made in Ding kiln, with a faint trace of bright red in it, which was the deer blood prepared for her by the two maids Meizhu.

puff!
As Wu Xingyun was practicing, his face suddenly turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell to the side, his hands continued to tremble, and the hairs on his body stood up. Soon, the sweat that had overflowed from the practice condensed into fine frost.

Plum Sword and Bamboo Sword, who were standing by the door, heard the noise inside and quickly pushed the door open. When they saw Wu Xingyun lying on the bed, they immediately became anxious and asked, "Grandma, grandma, how are you?"

Mei Jian leaned closer and touched it, only to find that the skin was icy cold, with only the area near the heart remaining warm.

“Hoo, hoo…” Wu Xingyun curled up and said in pain, “Where’s this bastard… Monk Kongxu? You…you guys quickly call him over to me.”

She thought that now that the crisis was over, she could drink blood on her own to replenish her Yin and restore her internal strength. Little did she know that this was just wishful thinking. Just now, after drinking the deer blood brought by Plum Sword and Bamboo Sword, she had not practiced for half a cup of tea when the cold poison was stimulated by the restless Yang Qi and began to wreak havoc in her body. Not only that, it was entangled with the little Changchun true Qi that she had just restored, and they devoured each other, turning her body into a battlefield of tug-of-war. Now, with one Yin and one Yang, her pain was doubled.

"Grandma..." Mei Jian frowned, looking embarrassed: "Master Kongxu and his apprentice went down the mountain."

“Down…down the mountain?”

Obviously, she didn't expect the monk to slip away so quickly.

"Yes, I heard him say that it's time to find Li Qiushui to fulfill his promise."

Heroine Wu thought about yesterday’s conversation about drugs for treating disfigurement.

"Then what are you still standing there for? Go look for him in Suzhou City."

It is impossible for Li Qiu Shui to live in Lingjiu Palace. The nearest city near Piaomiao Peak is Suzhou. Without knowing whether the medicine in the box is really effective, she will definitely not return to Xingqing Prefecture.

"Then grandma, you..."

"Call Grandma Yu."

"Yes, I'll go right away."

After Mei Jian finished speaking, she lifted up her black skirt and ran out of the door with her dusty feet.

Zhu Jian endured the chill and tried to help her relieve the pain, but he was hurt by the cold air and shivered with cold.

"Don't waste your energy. The cold poison that Monk Kongxu has inflicted on you cannot be cured by anyone except him."

Wu Xingyun knew that even if Granny Yu and others came, they could at most relieve her pain, but could not cure the cold poison at all. This matter could only be solved by the person who tied the bell.

……

At the same time, in the backyard of Suzhou City Government Office.

Helian Tieshu, dressed as a military general, bowed and nodded to see Chu Pingsheng and Duan Yu out. The governor, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes behind them, didn't dare to raise his head, but just listened attentively with his hands lowered, smiling like a dog.

"I was shocked to hear that His Majesty was ill. The Concubine Dowager was extremely worried and left for Xingqing early this morning. Alas, Master Kongxu's arrival is really untimely. I think it would be better if Master Kongxu accompanied me the day after tomorrow. When we return to the capital, I will report this matter to the Concubine Dowager and arrange a meeting. What do you think?"

A sneeze.

A sneeze.

Chu Pingsheng sneezed twice in a row.

Duan Yu looked at him in confusion.

"Who is scolding me?" The monk rubbed his nose: "Helian Tieshu, is it you?"

"I dare not, I dare not, how dare I curse the master."

It was he who led the people of Xixia Yipintang to attack Lingjiu Palace yesterday. He knew that the monk in front of him was the junior brother of the Empress Dowager, who was older than him in seniority and whose martial arts skills were even more unfathomable.

"Okay, there's no rush to see Second Senior Sister. I still have some things to take care of. Let's talk about it another day." Chu Pingsheng waved his sleeves, signaling them not to see him off, and strode forward with his cheap apprentice.

"Okay, okay." Helian Tieshu smiled and watched the two of them leave, then took the governor back to the yamen.

"The wind from the south blows to the heart of the thorn tree. The heart of the thorn tree dies, and the mother works so hard. Master uncle is really a kind mother."

The two men walked onto the street, and Duan Yu saw a haggard woman squatting on the ground helping her daughter to tidy up her cloth jacket. He remembered what Helian Tieshu had just said, and also thought of his own mother who had been practicing in Taixu Temple with her hair uncut because of a grudge against her father. He couldn't help but express his feelings.

(End of this chapter)