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Not long after, Lin Pingzhi arrived in Changsha, the capital of Hunan Province. Along the way, he was fully expecting that the Changsha branch would also be burned down by the Qingcheng Sect, after all, none of the previous branches were spared.

After entering the city, Lin Pingzhi casually stopped a few passers-by and asked nervously, "Do you know what happened to the Fuwei Escort Agency?" The passers-by all looked confused and shook their heads.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned at first, then he was overjoyed. He hurriedly asked where it was and strode towards the escort agency.

Arriving at the entrance of the escort agency, I saw that although the Hunan branch was not as majestic as the Fuzhou headquarters, it also had a vermilion lacquered gate with two stone lions squatting beside the gate, which gave it a sense of magnificence.

Just as Lin Pingzhi was about to enter, he hesitated again. He looked down at his ragged and dishevelled appearance and thought to himself, "Will the escort leaders in the bureau look down on me if I come to the branch office in such a shabby state?"

As he was hesitating, he looked up and saw that the golden signboard with "Fuwei Escort Agency Xiang Bureau" on the door was hung upside down. He couldn't help but wonder: "How could the escort leaders of the branch be so careless that they even hung the sign upside down?"

Full of doubts, he turned around to look at the flags on the flagpoles and couldn't help but gasp. He saw a pair of rotten straw sandals hanging on the left flagpole, and a pair of women's flowery pants hanging on the right flagpole, torn to tatters and still swaying in the wind.

Just as he was stunned, he heard hurried footsteps and a man suddenly walked out of the office and shouted, "What are you trying to steal, you bastard, by sticking your head in here?"

When Lin Pingzhi heard the accent, he found it was exactly the same as that of Fang Renzhi, Jia Renda and the others he met before, a straight Sichuan accent. He didn't dare to look up and turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly, I felt a sudden pain on my buttocks, and it turned out that I had been kicked hard.

Lin Pingzhi was instantly furious, and instinctively wanted to turn around and fight, but the thought was fleeting: "This escort agency is probably occupied by the Qingcheng Sect. I'm just worried about where to get news about my father and mother. How can I be so impatient?"

So he immediately pretended that he didn't know any martial arts, rushed forward, fell heavily to the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

When the man saw this, he burst into laughter and cursed him several times, "son of a bitch".

Lin Pingzhi struggled to get up, wandered to a small alley, begged for a bowl of cold rice and swallowed it hastily, thinking to himself: "The enemy is close at hand, I must not be careless." He squatted on the ground, casually wiped on a few handfuls of coal ash, painted his face black, and then huddled in the corner of the wall, hugging his head and pretending to take a nap.

At the second watch, Lin Pingzhi quietly took out his long sword, put it firmly on his waist, and tiptoed to the back door of the escort agency. He put his ear close to the wall, and found that there was silence inside the wall, so he jumped onto the top of the wall.

There was an orchard inside the wall. He jumped down lightly and carefully followed the wall. It was pitch dark, without a single light or human voice.

Lin Pingzhi's heartbeat accelerated rapidly and he could only grope his way along the wall and move slowly. He was cautious with every step, fearing that he would accidentally step on firewood, bricks or stones and make a noise, exposing himself.

After walking through two courtyards, a ray of light came through the window of the east wing. Lin Pingzhi slowed down his pace, took a light breath, and slowly moved to the window, crouching down inch by inch, and sat down close to the wall. As soon as he sat down, he heard someone talking in the room.

"Let's burn down this Gui'er Escort Agency tomorrow morning to avoid it being an eyesore here," said a voice.

"No! We can't burn it. Senior Brother Pi and his men burned down the Guier Escort Agency in Nanchang. I heard that even dozens of our neighbors' houses were not saved. Our Qingcheng Sect has always been under the banner of chivalry. If this matter gets out, Master will definitely punish us." Another person quickly retorted.

Lin Pingzhi cursed in his heart: "It is indeed the Qingcheng Sect's doing. They even dare to call themselves chivalrous. How shameless they are."

The man said again: "That's the truth, so are we just going to leave it like this?"

Another person said with a smile: "Junior Brother Ji, think about it, let's hang the escort agency sign upside down and hang a pair of women's tattered pants on the flagpole. The reputation of Fuwei Escort Agency in the martial arts world will be completely ruined. The longer the tattered pants are hung, the better. Why rush to burn them?"

The man surnamed Ji laughed and said, "Brother Shen is right. Hehe, this pair of rotten pants is enough to bring bad luck to the Fuwei Escort Agency for several lifetimes. They won't be able to recover for three hundred years."

The two of them laughed for a while, and then the man surnamed Ji changed the subject: "We are going to Hengshan to congratulate Liu Zhengfeng tomorrow. What kind of gift should we bring? The news came too suddenly this time. If the gift is shabby, where will the Qingcheng Sect's reputation be?"

Shen smiled proudly: "I have prepared the gift a long time ago, don't worry, we will never embarrass our sect. Maybe at Liu Zhengfeng's retirement banquet, our gift will be the center of attention."

The man surnamed Ji became excited: "What gift? How come I didn't hear anything about it?"

Mr. Shen became more and more proud, and after a few chuckles, he said: "We are just borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, and we don't even have to pay for it ourselves. Look, isn't it impressive enough?" There was a rustling sound in the room, probably someone was opening a package.

The man surnamed Ji exclaimed, "Amazing! Senior Brother Shen is so powerful, where did he get such a valuable thing?"

Lin Pingzhi became curious and wanted to get close to the window to see what the treasure was. But he knew that if he stretched his head out, a black shadow would appear on the window. If he was discovered by the enemy, he would be finished, so he could only try his best to hold back.

I only heard the man surnamed Shen laugh and say, "We are occupying the Fuwei Escort Agency, can we occupy it for nothing? We were originally planning to give this pair of jade horses to our master as a token of our filial piety, but now we have no choice but to give them to old man Liu Zhengfeng."

Lin Pingzhi was furious and annoyed: "You stole my escort agency's treasures to do me a favor. Isn't this a blatant act of robbery? There are no treasures in the Changsha branch. They must be escorted by customers. This pair of jade horses is priceless. If we can't get them back, Daddy will have to find a way to compensate them."

The Shen laughed and said, "Here are four packages. One for the wives of the masters, one for the brothers, one for you, and one for me. You pick one."

The man surnamed Ji asked, "What's in here?"

After a moment, he suddenly shouted, "It's all gold, silver and jewelry. We're going to make a fortune! This damn Fuwei Escort Agency has really looted a lot of good stuff. Brother, where did you find it? I searched inside and outside for more than ten times, and I wanted to pry up the ground piece by piece, but I only found more than a hundred taels of silver. How did you find the treasure so quietly?"

Shen was extremely proud: "How can the gold, silver and jewelry in the escort agency be placed in an ordinary place? I saw you opening drawers, splitting boxes, and demolishing walls these days. You were so busy that you were dizzy. I knew it was a waste of effort. You wouldn't believe me even if I told you. Anyway, it won't tire you out."

The man surnamed Ji asked, "I admire you! Senior Brother Shen, where did you find it from?"

Shen kept the secret: "Think carefully, there is something in this escort agency that is particularly unreasonable. What is it?"

The man surnamed Ji scratched his head and said, "There are so many things that don't make sense. Take their Kung Fu for example, it's very ordinary. There's even a majestic lion hanging on the flagpole at the door."

The man surnamed Shen was amused: "It's reasonable that the big lion was replaced with rotten pants. If you use your brain, what else can be weird?" The man surnamed Ji slapped his thigh suddenly: "These Hunanese have done too many weird things. Think about it, the escort leader surnamed Zhang is the boss of this bureau, and next to the room where he sleeps, there is a dead person's coffin. He deserves this bad luck, haha!"

The man surnamed Shen smiled and said, "You finally got it. Why did he put a coffin in the next room? Could it be that his wife and children are in the coffin and he is reluctant to separate them? Definitely not. Maybe there is something important hidden in the coffin to cover up his tracks..."

The man surnamed Ji jumped up and exclaimed, "Yes, yes! The gold, silver and jewels are hidden in the coffin? Wonderful, wonderful, damn, these bastards of the escort team are so creative." He added, "Brother Shen, these two bags are the same weight, how can I split them with you, you have to take more."

There was a rustling sound in the room; it must be that he was taking some gold, silver and jewelry from one bag and putting them into another.

The man surnamed Shen did not refuse, but just smiled. The man surnamed Ji continued, "Brother Shen, I'll go get a basin of water, let's soak our feet and go to sleep." After saying that, he yawned and pushed the door open to leave.

Lin Pingzhi huddled under the window, not daring to move. He glanced sideways and saw that the man surnamed Ji was short and fat, and thought that he was probably the man who kicked him during the day.

After a while, the man named Ji came into the room carrying a basin of hot water, saying as he walked:

"Brother Shen, Master sent dozens of us out this time, and we two have gained the most. Thanks to you, I also benefited from it. Brother Jiang and his team went to the Guangzhou branch, and Brother Ma and his team went to the Hangzhou branch. They were all so reckless that even if they saw the coffin, they would not have thought that there were gold, silver and treasures hidden inside."

The man surnamed Shen said with a smile, "Brother Fang, Brother Yu, Jia Renda and the others went to the Fuzhou General Administration. They must have captured more people than the two of us, but they lost the life of Master's wife's precious son in Fuzhou. In the end, their faults outweigh their merits."

The man surnamed Ji echoed, "Master personally led the team to attack the Fuwei Escort Agency headquarters, and Senior Brother Fang and his men were just the vanguard. Junior Brother Yu lost his life, so Master probably won't blame Senior Brother Fang and his men for not taking good care of him. This time we went all out, with the headquarters and provincial branches attacking at the same time, but we didn't expect that the Lin family was just a name, and Senior Brother Fang and his three vanguards alone were able to capture Lin Zhennan and his wife alive. This time, even Master made a mistake, haha!"

Lin Pingzhi's forehead broke out in a cold sweat as he listened. He thought to himself, "So the Qingcheng Sect had planned this long ago, and they attacked my headquarters and branches at the same time. It's not because I killed that Yu that the trouble started. Even if that hadn't happened, they would have attacked the escort agency. Yu Canghai even went to Fuzhou in person, no wonder the Heart-Destroying Palm is so powerful. But how did my escort agency offend the Qingcheng Sect that they would do such a cruel thing?"

Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi's self-blame was slightly reduced, but anger surged in his heart like a tide. If he didn't know that his martial arts were no match for the other party, he really wanted to break in through the window and kill these two guys. At this time, there was a sound of water in the house, and the two began to wash their feet.

Then I heard Mr. Shen say, "It's not that Master is wrong. Back then, the Fuwei Escort Agency was so powerful in the southeast. They must have real skills. The Exorcism Sword Skill is well-known in the martial arts world. It can't be all boasting. Most likely, the descendants are not up to the task and have not learned the real skills of their ancestors."

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi's face turned red in the dark, filled with shame.

The man surnamed Shen continued, "Before we left the mountain, our master explained the Exorcism Sword Technique to us. Although it is difficult to learn thoroughly within a few months, this sword technique does have great potential, but it is not easy to display. Junior Brother Ji, how much have you realized?"

The man surnamed Ji chuckled, "I heard from Master that even Lin Zhennan himself hasn't grasped the essence of the sword technique, so why should I bother with that? Senior Brother Shen, Master has sent an order for all the disciples to gather at Hengshan. This means that Senior Brother Fang and the others are going to take Lin Zhennan and his wife to Hengshan. I don't know what the successor of the Exorcist Sword Technique looks like."

When Lin Pingzhi heard that his parents were still alive but were taken to Hengshan, he felt both surprised and sad.

The man surnamed Shen joked, "You will be able to see him in a few days. You may ask him for advice on the Sword Technique of Exorcism."

When Lin Pingzhi heard that his parents were still alive, but were being escorted to Hengshan, his heart was filled with astonishment. He was pleasantly surprised because he thought his parents had met with an accident and had no news from them, but now he knew they were still alive, which was like suddenly catching a ray of light in a dark and desperate situation. What made him sad was that his parents had become prisoners and were being escorted around like cargo, and as a son he was powerless to do anything and was filled with guilt and bitterness.

The room was quiet for a long time, and the voice of the surname Ji broke the silence again: "Speaking of which, Junior Brother Yu's death is closely related to that stinky boy from Huashan Sect. I don't know where that stinky boy from Huashan Sect got his ability from, but he confronted Master and injured Master. In order to capture Lin Zhennan and his wife as soon as possible, Master forced himself to use the Heart Destroying Palm, but his internal energy backfired and he suffered internal injuries, which delayed him for several days on the way."

"Junior Brother Ji is right!" Shen immediately responded, his tone full of resentment, "It's all the fault of that bastard Yue. In the eyes of outsiders, our Qingcheng Sect's actions this time are not as efficient and decisive as before. Our reputation has been ruined."

At this point, the hatred in his words became even stronger: "When Master has thoroughly comprehended the essence of the Exorcist Sword Technique, I will definitely tear him into pieces to smother my hatred!"

Lin Pingzhi heard it clearly from the window and was greatly surprised. Huashan Sect was certainly famous in the martial arts world, but Yu Canghai was the head of Qingcheng Sect, a well-known master who could shake the world with just a stomp of his feet. How could he be injured by a Huashan Sect disciple named Yue?

He was full of curiosity and wanted to know the whole story, so he put his ear closer, not daring to breathe for fear of missing any key information, hoping that the two people in the room could reveal more details.

At this moment, the man surnamed Shen in the room seemed to suddenly remember something and lowered his voice and said, "Junior Brother Ji, don't talk about this outside. Master hates others talking about his failure the most. If Master hears about it, we will be in trouble."

The man surnamed Ji quickly responded, "Brother Shen, don't worry. I'm not stupid. I still have some sense of propriety. But when I think of Brother Yu's death, I feel very depressed."

The two chattered about how to explain the operation to their fellow disciples after returning to the mountain, and they didn't notice the presence of Lin Pingzhi outside the window. Lin Pingzhi fell into deep thought and decided to go and find out the news of Huashan Sect if he had the chance.

Suddenly, with a "click", the window pane was pushed open. Lin Pingzhi was startled, thinking that his whereabouts were exposed, and was about to run away, but then with a "bang", a basin of hot water was poured over his head. He almost cried out, and then his eyes went dark and the lights in the room went out.

Lin Pingzhi was still in shock, with streams of smelly water running down his face. He realized that it was the man named Ji who poured the foot washing water out of the window. Although the other party did not do it on purpose, it was still a great insult.

But when he thought about finding out about his parents, what would it matter if he got wet with urine and feces, not to mention foot washing water? At this moment, there was silence all around. If he left rashly, he was afraid that the two would notice him. He should wait until they fell asleep before taking action. So, he still leaned against the wall under the window, motionless. After a long while, he heard snoring in the room, and he slowly stood up.

When he looked back, he suddenly saw a long shadow swaying on the window. Lin Pingzhi was startled and quickly leaned down to find that the window pane was still shaking. It turned out that the man surnamed Ji had poured out the foot washing water and did not lock the window pane.

Lin Pingzhi's mind raced: "Revenge, now!" He quickly drew out the long sword from his waist with his right hand, gently lifted the window pane with his left hand, stepped into the room silently, and gently lowered the window pane. Moonlight shone through the window paper, and I saw two people sleeping on each bed. One was lying on his side, with sparse hair; the other was lying on his back, with a messy short beard on his chin. There were five packages and two long swords on the table in front of the bed.

Lin Pingzhi raised his sword and thought: "One sword and one kill, easy as pie."

Just as he was about to chop at the neck of the man who was sleeping on his back, he suddenly hesitated:
"If I kill them secretly now, how can I be called a hero? Wait until I have mastered the martial arts passed down by my family, and then I will catch all the thieves from the Qingcheng Sect in one fell swoop. That will be what a real man does."

Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi slowly placed the five packages on the table by the window, gently pushed open the window pane, stepped out, put the sword back into his waist, picked up the three packages and tied them up, holding one in each hand, and walked carefully towards the backyard, taking every step with extreme caution, for fear of making any noise and waking up the two people in the house.

As soon as he opened the back door and stepped out of the escort agency, a ghostly figure blocked his way.

Lin Pingzhi was so frightened that his scalp went numb. He looked up and saw that the man was dressed in black, with a black cloth covering his face, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes. (End of this chapter)