Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 116 Heading North to Central Plains! (8.110k)
"Uncle Master, I wonder who will come to Songshan to watch the opera?"

Zhao Rong glanced at the crutch and sat opposite Lu Lianrong.

"Except for Mount Hengshan, the Northern Mountain, all the sects are here."

The eyes of the golden-eyed crow flickered along with the lights in the house. "Everyone was talking happily and intimately. Huashan Sword Sect master Cheng Buyu and I drank five cups of wine. We are all in alliance with the Five Mountains, one cup for each mountain."

"Aren't you only coming to Siyue?"

"Those who didn't come are also in the bag."

Zhao Rong said "Oh" and thought to himself that you guys, a bunch of bad-hearted people, really have the same affinities when you get together.

"Did Cheng Buyou invite Master Uncle to go to Mount Hua together?"

Lu Lianrong's eagle eyes couldn't help but fix on him.

It's not surprising to guess some things, what's surprising is how to guess so accurately.

The scene of Zhao Rong handing over tea appeared in my mind again, and I suddenly felt it was not surprising.

There is a Big Left Leader in Songshan, and there is a Small Left Leader here.

'These two men are both cunning and mean-spirited.'

"It's normal for us to think of a conspiracy together."

Lu Lianrong snorted in his heart. In fact, he didn't like this couple, one big and one small.

These two guys both thought he was a mole.

If it weren't for the sake of our ancestors in Hengshan, I would have killed you.
"Although I agreed to it, it was only for the sake of Alliance Leader Zuo. The Sword Sect members have martial arts skills, but their brains are not good enough. Cooperating with an idiot will kill people."

"Is it easy to deal with Old Man Yue from Huashan Sect?"

Zhao Rong didn't listen to his complaints, he just asked, "When will Uncle Master go?"

"Of course it will be after the Five Mountains Alliance Meeting. The exact time will be arranged by Alliance Leader Zuo," Lu Lianrong lowered his voice, "Don't be too happy too soon. The matter in Hengyang is not over yet."

"Now that the Demon Cult knows that the Songshan Sect is going to the south to help our sect wipe out the Demon Cult branch, martial artists in the Central Plains are talking about it. The Demon Cult is determined to send a group of masters to the south."

He fixed his eyes on Zhao Rong's face and saw that he was not panicked.

Feeling slightly satisfied, he continued:
"You did make a fuss in Hengzhou Prefecture and asked Songshan Sect to stop sending people. They were thousands of miles away and didn't know the information was false, but how could Alliance Leader Zuo be so easy to deal with? He took advantage of the situation and lured the Demon Sect masters to the south, adding fuel to the fire in order to completely crush Hengshan Sect so that Master Mo would bow his head at the Five Mountains Alliance Meeting."

“Once Master Mo agrees to merge, Alliance Leader Zuo will take advantage of the alliance to have the leaders of the other factions join forces to deal with this evil cult.”

"The leader who opposes the merger will not be able to escape the subsequent measures."

"In the area of ​​Nanchang Prefecture and Raozhou Prefecture, there was a bloody battle between good and evil."

Lu Lianrong sneered, "You played a bad game, and now Alliance Leader Zuo is playing for you."

"What are you going to do?"

"Uncle Master, you don't have to exaggerate."

Zhao Rong was not frightened by him. "Songshan Sect misjudged the power of the Demon Sect heading south. Master Zuo wants our Hengshan Sect to bow down, but it is not that easy."

"A battle between good and evil. Hehe, let's see if he has the courage."

Lu Lianrong said:
"Leader Zuo had anticipated that the leaders of the various factions would oppose the merger, and the Songshan faction will take action soon."

"If you want to save your life when you go to Songshan this time, you'd better be honest."

Zhao Rong's expression changed, "Why does Master Zuo care about me again?"

"Your news always reaches Songshan, how can we keep it secret?"

"What did the uncle say?"

Lu Lianrong sneered, "Of course I won't hide anything for you. I just said something that doesn't concern you, and told you what I heard in Hengyang City."

"How could he believe such nonsense as fighting against six or eight great masters?"

"But let me warn you. Based on my understanding of Alliance Leader Zuo, he will definitely find someone to test you."

"You dare to act recklessly on Mount Song. I guess my elder brother can only bring back your corpse."

Zhao Rong was alert in his heart, but asked with a smile on his face: "If Master Uncle saw my corpse, would he be sad?"

"Hmph, don't expect me to shed any tears."

He suddenly picked up the cane beside him and said, "This is for you."

This really made Zhao Rong stunned.

He stared at the cane with suspicion.

"You are not a stable person, you will probably still cause trouble."

"If you die, I will place it next to your coffin. It is made of locust wood. When you return to your soul in seven days, it will enter it. I will take you with me then."

"Why is that?"

Zhao Rong was even more confused. Isn't it too much for Brother Crow to treat me as a spirit of the weapon?
"Don't waste your Feng Shui and don't break my Hengshan Errong pattern, otherwise the roots will not be complete."

Lu Lianrong's yellow eyes flashed with depth, "Just follow me and take a closer look at what the root of Hengshan Mountain is."

“Even if you take root in the soil of Songshan, you can still sprout new life.”

"Only when you are alive can you talk about opportunities."

His train of thought made Zhao Rong twitch slightly.

"Uncle Master, what if I come back alive?"

"If you get into trouble at Songshan and return to Hengyang by chance, you will probably become disabled, but this thing will still be useful."

"You are good at training disciples, so you will remain anonymous from now on."

"I still have many outer disciples with clean identities. You can help me and teach them swordsmanship. The two senior brothers are unreliable. I want to build a root force, such as the black-clad masters of the Songshan School, and wait for the right time."

It turns out that some of Brother Crow's outer disciples are innocent.

This surprised Zhao Rong.

"Nan Shanshi from Datong Chamber of Commerce is also my disciple. He has been in the Chamber of Commerce for more than five years. He is from Songshan Sect. It was him who sent the message to Le Hou last time. He has now been accepted into my inner sect."

"This time, I am going to pay respect to the mountain on behalf of this old man in the name of 'gaining some experience'."

"Don't kill him before he comes down from Songshan."

Zhao Rong asked, "How many spies from the Songshan Sect are under the command of Master Uncle?"

Lu Lianrong glanced at him and did not respond.

Obviously didn't trust him.

Zhao Rong suddenly asked again: "Are there any spies among the disciples of Liu Mansion?"

"No," Lu Lianrong said with disdain, "He is obsessed with music like a demon. All outer and inner disciples must understand music. Previously, I arranged for several people to become disciples of the Zuo Alliance Leader at the end of the year, but I didn't expect that for three consecutive years, none of them became disciples."

“No one with impure thoughts will escape his ears.”

"Alliance Leader Zuo has also given up on this shitty skill."

Having said that, he looked at Zhao Rong with contempt again.

What kind of future leader is this? Didn’t he also fail in his attempt to become a disciple?

Zhao Rong recalled the days of studying the ancient sounds.

San Ye was his guide on the road to music, and now he can even play the flute and the piano.

"How did the Songshan School discover the mountain stream?"

I chatted with Lu Lianrong for a few more words and asked him about the situation of Nan Shanshi, the spy.

This man's ancestral home is in Shaoyang, and he is a scoundrel.

He was caught for stealing and soon after he was released, he broke into another house and the owner broke his legs and threw him on the street.

The Songshan School happened to find a talented person, so they sent him to worship Lu Lianrong as a teacher and steal information in Hengyang City.

At that time, this matter was handled by the young guard Gao Kexin.

After learning the whole story, Zhao Rong gave up his plan to persuade this person.

After some communication, the outline of the Five Mountains Alliance already appeared in my mind.

The night was cool, and he stood up to leave.

"Deng Deng."

There were two muffled sounds in Danzhen Pavilion, which were the sounds of a cane hitting the ground.

Lu Lianrong grabbed the cane with a little more force and warned coldly: "Don't be careless, be careful of Zuo Lengchan."

"Come back alive."

Looking at the old face in front of the flickering firelight, and seeing his many white hairs.
Zhao Rong also sighed in his heart.
Stone springs flow over dark walls, dew drops drip on autumn roots.
The young man smiled cheerfully and bowed to the old man:
"Yes, uncle."

Then there was a soft "whoosh" sound, and the young master disappeared into the dark night.

The old man in Danzhen Pavilion wanted to say something but hesitated, and stomped his cane several times in a hurry.

It was as if he wanted to dig a hole in the Hengshan School and put down his roots.

The dandelion leaves its roots and drifts with the wind. If you can take root in your hometown, who would want to go to another place?

This crutch was not left to the young master, but he used it first.

……

……

On the third day after the young sect leader returned to the mountain gate, the old sect leader also returned to Cangjian Pavilion.

"Master."

Zhao Rongcai greeted him and heard Mr. Mo Da frown and say:
"Two experts have arrived in the city."

"I was tracking one of them all the way to Anren. When I saw that I was about to catch up with them, I was worried that they might be luring the tiger away from the mountain. I was afraid that they would go to the Five Gods Peak."

"After returning to the city, I learned that you had returned to the mountain gate station."

Zhao Rong used his frost energy to prepare a bowl of iced mung bean soup for Mr. Mo Da to relieve the heat that had risen sharply in recent days.

"Master, have you been looking for someone else these days?"

"Yes."

"I waited day and night and visited most of the alleys in Hengyang City, but I couldn't find it."

Zhao Rong paced back and forth in the pavilion.

After Mr. Mo Da finished eating the ice beans and relaxed, he took out the Saint Lady's dagger and showed it to him. He then talked about what happened at the waterfall and also told him the news that Lu Lianrong brought.

Mr. Mo Da said nothing, just looked at the dagger.

He frowned, "It's a troublesome matter. How are you going to deal with it?"

"Fortunately, Fenglei Hall and Yang Lianting are not on the same side as her. If we want to deal with the Raozhou branch, she will probably be happy to see it happen."

"Before we set out for Songshan, we should send more people to search the city. It would be great if they retreat in the face of difficulties."

"So many cult thieves who came south died. If a few more come here to cause trouble, we will still clean them up and bury them."

The young master was more domineering, so Mr. Mo Da placed the dagger on the table.

"you decide."

"But you need to tell Qiao Yun and the others about Junior Brother Lu's disciple in advance."

"clear."

Zhao Rong nodded. In fact, he had already made arrangements. "Master, how do you arrange for the disciples to go to Songshan?"

Mr. Mo Da shook his head, "You arrange it."

"I will not be a stumbling block to you."

Zhao Rong was amused by this, and he quickly ran behind the old man to massage his shoulders. "Master, how can you belittle yourself? The prosperity and revival of our Hengshan Sect cannot be achieved without your wise leadership."

"Pooh!"

Mr. Mo Da scolded with a smile, "Speak softly, don't let the ancestors in the ancestral temple hear you, otherwise I'm afraid everyone will burst into laughter."

"The greatest achievement for me as a teacher is to accept you as my disciple, and the greatest achievement for my fellow disciples is not to accept you as their disciple."

"My eyes are much brighter than those of my master, great-grandmaster, and great-uncle."

The old man looked a little proud.

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "My disciple is diligent and hardworking, so I will give Master more credit."

Mr. Mo Da said "good", "Please arrange for a few people to go to Songshan."

"Arrange a few disciples who can play the suona, such as Junior Brother Shen Bo from Master Liu's side. This time, we have to send Senior Uncle Gao Kexin up the mountain in a respectable manner."

Mo Da couldn't help but shake his head, "Just be careful."

"It's natural,"

Zhao Rong straightened his expression.

"We will be divided into three teams, and the first team will take Taibao's ashes to Songshan. The second team will follow behind, following the caravans in Wuchang Prefecture and Huangzhou Prefecture, responsible for supporting the north, and will not enter the Central Plains to be noticed by the Songshan Sect."

"The third team has the largest number of people. Let them set out last and enter Linjiang Prefecture to wait for an opportunity to act."

"Our spies have already been deployed there to deal with the Raozhou Demon Cult branch."

The Hengshan School had never carried out such a large-scale operation.

Even Mr. Mo Da was a little frightened.

With so many people going out, the sect’s headquarters must be empty.

But if you think about it carefully, the evil cult thieves around have already been cleared out.

"As for how to proceed, we will have to follow Master Zuo's arrangements."

After listening to this, Mr. Mo Da nodded slightly and did not give any opinion.

He changed the subject and asked Zhao Rong to perform the Three Immortal Swords.

Afterwards, he was asked to use the phantom sword again.

"Master, how is it?"

"Just so-so," Mr. Mo Da stroked his beard and added secretly with a trembling heart, it's just the level of someone who is sixty years old.

He taught with a stern face:

"This trip to Songshan is a rare opportunity. Disciples from all sects will compete with each other. You should watch more, learn more, and practice more."

"Yes!" How could Zhao Rong dare not disobey.

Mr. Mo Da stared at the dagger on the stone table in the pavilion, and suddenly whispered:
"You are still young, don't go around getting involved in romance."

Zhao Rong burst out laughing.

"Master, you didn't read the storybook compiled by Junior Brother Quan, did you?"

"I have always been a clean and honest person, so there is no such thing as love."

There was a flash of doubt in Mo Da's eyes.

"Brother Rong, Brother Rong~! Oh oh. Senior Brother Rong~!"

The clear and ethereal voice of the girl rang out in the courtyard outside the Cangjian Pavilion.

"Look at Po, he can dance with bamboo!"

"It's like you're dancing with your phantom sword style!"

Phantom Sword Style? The Chaos Cloak Staff Style is more like it.

The good little junior sister had only been pretending to be a good girl for a few days before her true nature was exposed.

Zhao Rong didn't believe it, but he still looked over there.

"go Go."

The old leader waved his hands impatiently at the young leader.

Zhao Rong walked outside and saw a young girl playing with Abao. There was no Wuhuan Sword anywhere.

It’s really funny.

"Brother Rong."

When Qu Feiyan saw him coming out, she ran straight up to him.

A pair of big eyes stared at him eagerly, pretending to be pitiful: "Brother Rong, the Five Mountains Alliance will take me with them."

"I just overheard that Master said you should make the arrangements."

She tugged at Zhao Rong's sleeve, and even pushed A Bao away when he came closer.

"This Five Mountains Alliance meeting is too dangerous."

Seeing that she was pretending to be pitiful, Zhao Rong couldn't help but tap her smooth forehead lightly with his sword finger.

"Next time."

Although the voice was gentle, it left no room for apprehension.

The girl held her forehead with both hands, looked at the boy's back, and suddenly turned to face Po who was looking for her to play.

He also pointed his sword finger at Abao's forehead.

"Next time."

She imitated Zhao Rong's tone and made herself laugh.

Not long after, Zhao Rong decided to go to Songshan Sect to become a disciple.

Mr. Mo Da’s disciples Zhao Rong, Cheng Mingyi, and junior sister Li Weijin.

Mr. Liu Sanye's disciples include Xiang Danian, Shen Bo, Ling Zhaoheng, and Chai Jinshi. Shen Bo and Chai Jinshi are both suona masters.

Uncle Lu’s disciple, Junior Sister Guo Yuying, and the traitor Nan Shanshi.

Including Mr. Mo Da, there are ten of them in total.

This is the first team.

The clever Ai Gencai and Lu Songfeng were responsible for leading the second team to pick up the troops.

The steady Feng Qiaoyun and Xi Mushu led the largest third team to the edge of Linjiang Prefecture. Senior Sister Feng was able to practice martial arts with her fellow junior brothers and sisters while waiting for news.

They would follow the Liu family's subordinate force, the Dajin Horse Gang, and disguise themselves as cargo transport helpers and guards.

Since it was confirmed that the Demon Cult was going to march south to use force, and since Uncle Lu had learned of Zuo Lengchan's intentions, it was natural for them to make arrangements in advance.

Even if we return empty-handed, it is a hundred times better than sending people hastily.

If you don't have a stable foothold, you will be easily plotted against. Baimazhuang is the best example.

Except for Nan Shanshi, the traitor, Zhao Rong took them to a meeting in Yunwu Palace late at night on the fourteenth day after the personnel were confirmed. He arranged everything properly and asked them to bring their night clothes and other items.

Only Quan Ziju looked frustrated.

"Senior brother, I."

"I"

"You," Zhao Rong patted Quan Ziju's shoulder, "you can't move."

Hearing these four words, many of the brothers and sisters in Yunwu Palace couldn't hold back their laughter.

Some people also comforted him.

Aigen then said modestly, "Junior Brother Quan, wait for the good news from my Da-hmm, Xiao-bao."

Aigencai is relatively low-key today because Xiang Danian feels too oppressive in the corpse-touching world!

Three visits to the grave,

A master at making money from corpses!

Master the complete Qinggong, complete Hard Qigong, and complete Fast Sword Technique!
With such a contribution to the sect, he would be ranked first when burning incense at the ancestral temple. If there wasn't an even more extraordinary senior brother who suppressed Yunwu Palace, who could suppress Senior Brother Xiang?

Of course, Aigencai was unwilling to admit defeat in his heart.

According to the eldest brother, after every battle, everyone has to check the results.

There is the Five Mountains Alliance, and the Demon Cult is moving south in large numbers. There may even be a battle between good and evil in the land of Gan and Po!
Ai Gencai is no longer the Ai Gencai of the past.

In the past, when he heard the name of Dongfang Bubai, he could only remain silent.

Now, he actually wanted to touch it.

There was a hint of fighting spirit in Aigen's eyes when he looked at his senior brother, and there was a warm smile in his return look.

During this period of time, Aigen's swordsmanship has improved again.

However, looking at the expression he showed when he looked at Da Nian, he had obviously made progress.

These quick sword moves are extremely suitable for a group of old disciples, because some of them secretly practice sword skills in private, and it is not so clear how strong their fellow disciples are.

Sect contribution, seven swords competition,
Bring glory to Hengshan, protect brothers and sisters, and be obsessed with swordsmanship and martial arts.

The current atmosphere is different from the past.

More prosperous.

Just as Aigen was deep in thought, several fellow disciples came to comfort Quan Ziju.

Everyone had a smile on their face and was full of concern.

After all, they were also afraid of hearing some outrageous love stories when they came back.

Zhao Rong patted Quan Ziju on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Junior brother, I'll miss it this time."

"You can make a move in the future."

"..."

Zhao Rong led everyone to the ancestral temple behind the Yunwu Palace.

"Three days later, we will head north to the Central Plains!"

"The ancestors of Hengshan, please bless all of our brothers and sisters in Hengshan to return safely to the mountain!"

"Incense!"

This late night,

In the Hengshan Ancestral Temple, a total of seventy-two figures followed Zhao Rong in bowing and burning incense.

These seventy-two people are all inner disciples.

Although it is not as strong as the top sects, its strength is far beyond the past.

It has been many years since so many inner disciples have visited the ancestral temple at the same time.

The strong smell of incense rushed into the sky above Hengyang!
Not only has the number of people doubled, but the individual strength is also far beyond what it used to be.

Given time to convert the remaining foreigners, the strength of the Hengshan School can be further improved.

"Those who stay at home should guard the mountain gate well and not slack off."

"Yes!"

"Don't think too much about explosive things when you are out there. Life is the most important thing."

"Yes!"

……

……

The Xiang River and the sky are extremely vast, the river water is soaked in the setting sun which has not yet set, the south wind blows, and the waves roll.

Orange-red ripples gently swayed on the surface of the river as a wooden boat swayed.

At the stern, an old man in mottled grey clothes and a bamboo hat sat quietly at the bow, rowing the oars as delicately and briskly as if he were playing a piece of music.

Next to it was a newly woven bamboo basket, from which occasionally there could be heard the sound of flipping and jumping. Three small grass carps, about half a foot long, were jumping inside.

"aunt."

"Why don't I listen to your music today?"

Inside the cabin, a girl in black clothes had her face covered with a black veil. Her black hair was blown up by the river breeze, and the veil on her head also fluttered in the wind.

The long eyelashes also trembled in the wind.

She slightly opened her eyes from meditation, they were as cold as stars, and her entire bright and beautiful face had a sharp look.

But suddenly I remembered something
She bit her snow-white teeth, and that cold and sharp look instantly disappeared.

"Not playing music, but practicing martial arts."

"Since my aunt came to Hengyang, she has become more and more interested in practicing martial arts."

"Don't worry about it."

"Yes," the Green Bamboo Old Man outside smiled at the sound that sounded like he was sulking.

How could he not know that the Saint Lady suffered a setback in Hengyang?

However, if you concentrate on practicing, it will definitely be a good thing.

In the past, she always spent more time on music than practicing martial arts. I don’t know who aroused her fighting spirit.

That day, he rushed to Hengyang upon hearing the news, and unfortunately met Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan School on the way. If it weren't for Madam Zhang who led the Hengshan Sect leader away, he probably wouldn't have been able to even enter the gate of Hengyang City.

When she saw the Saint Lady, she was in her small courtyard house and refused to come out, nor did she allow anyone else to enter.

I think he was injured.

He had asked before, but the Saint Lady refused to say anything, so he could only suppress his curiosity and not ask again.

"Aunt, this Hengshan Sect is different from what we know."

"A few days ago in the city, I noticed a lot of good guys searching for us everywhere."

"I think Mr. Mo Da guessed that I was still hiding in the city,"

"If my aunt hadn't told me to leave the city first, I'm afraid we would have been discovered by them long ago. I didn't expect that the Hengshan Sect had so many spies in Hengyang City."

Green Bamboo changed the subject, and Saint Lady was interested in responding.

"This is Hengyang after all. If you don't have some skills, how can you keep the people from Fenglei Hall?"

"The Hengshan School's swordsmanship is very fast, especially the Phantom Sword."

"Illusion Sword? Mr. Mo Da does have a thousand-changing Cloud and Mist Sword Technique. If Madam Zhang and I hadn't separated that day, I wouldn't have been his match."

The girl snorted, "You guys fought Mo Da in Hengyang. Don't even think about whether you're a match or not. If you're held back, don't even think about leaving."

As she spoke, she felt a dull pain in her forehead again.

After thinking about it, Green Bamboo Old Man had guessed most of it.

He is not deaf.

Naturally, people in Hengyang City have heard of the name of Tianshan Phantom Sword.

The head disciple of Hengshan Sect, the legendary young man?

He was able to injure the Saint Lady.

The Saint Lady, with her talent, was defeated by a boy of the same age, so she was naturally unwilling to accept it. No wonder she didn't reveal any of it to anyone else.

Green Bamboo Old Man was very surprised again. At first, he just regarded the legend of Hengyang as a story.

I didn't expect it to be true.

There really are young people in this world who are as talented as the Saint Lady.

"Aunt, what about the music score?"

"Brother Qu Yang was chased by the White Tiger Hall people to the vicinity of Hengzhou Prefecture. Does he have to be in Hengyang City? If he is, he should come to see us after seeing the message we left."

The girl said, "I have been searching in the city for many days."

"We also thought he hid in the mountains, so we bypassed the Hengshan disciples in the post station and went up to Tianzhu Peak, but there was no trace of him there."

"Let's leave this matter alone for now,"

"The Hengshan sect is making a big move, so we can't stay here."

"Uncle Xiang was being hunted by Yang Lianting's men, but he took the risk to send me a message, asking me to search for Guangling San."

“Although I don’t know the deep meaning, this Guangling San is a must-see.”

"Tell people to keep an eye on Hengyang."

Green Bamboo Old Man also sighed. Who could have thought that Qu Yang would suddenly disappear without a trace?

The Saint Lady is now obsessed with music and is about to rely on Qu Yang.

We all know each other very well. Even if we hide from Heimu Cliff, can't we trust old friends?

"Don't worry, aunt."

"Brother Qu Yang will definitely reply as long as he sees the special code we left behind."

"We only ask for Guangling San, he won't be stingy."

"Um"

The Saint Lady hummed and stopped talking, then closed her eyes and began to practice again.

……

In Hengyang city.

A little girl in green was strolling down the street with a boy and a girl.

"Found."

"Junior sister, where are you?"

"Brother and sister, that..."

She cried out softly, looked around again, and pointed her hand toward a red, sun-shaped spot on a large poplar tree.

The senior brother was tall and his expression became serious.

The sword swung quickly and cut off a piece of bark completely.

The senior sister frowned and said:

"With so many secret codes, how come no one from the Demon Cult saw them?"

"yes,"

The senior brother also had a gloomy face, "My sword was all used to cut the tree bark, and I didn't even touch the shadow of the thief."

"Last time, Senior Brother Ma and his men killed a few thieves. Although they didn't explode, they still had their fun."

"All the secret codes must be cleared away!"

"Yes."

"Clear the secret code marks and force them to show up."

"Damn it, what do you think of Hengyang? Even if the Demon Cult elders come, they have to leave the secret manual behind before leaving."

"Hey, hey," the elder sister hit the elder brother, "Speak politely in front of the younger sister."

"it's okay no problem."

The younger sister smiled and waved her hands, "Big Brother also often swears, even more fiercely than Senior Brother."

"Hahahaha" both the senior brother and sister laughed.

They laughed all the way, walking through the streets and alleys, and completely cleared out the secret codes of the evil cult in Hengyang City.

Of course, the cut bark should be taken back.

Although many codes have been deciphered, new members of the Hengshan School’s intelligence lineage will also need to learn from scratch.

Take out these marks and the effect will be immediate.

……

It has been the hundredth day since Shang Sufeng was defeated in Longquan.

Early in the morning, the small boats moored at Luosu Wharf in Hengyang swayed back and forth with the wind and waves, and mist rose like a veil covering the water.

When Zhao Rong arrived at the dock, the morning light was gently caressing the river water through the mist, making it turn a light orange-red.

Mr. Mo Da walked in front and was the first to board the ship.

Zhao Rong followed.

Next came the second senior brother Cheng Mingyi and disciples including Xiang Danian.

The last person to get on the boat was a short man wearing a sun hat, with a black mole on his fleshy face. He was Nan Shanshi.

At this time, he was walking behind his senior sister Guo Yuying, holding a jar wrapped in white cloth in his arms.

The urn contains the ashes of Gao Kexin, the little guardian of Songshan.

Zhao Rong even saw a hint of guilt in Nan Shanshi's eyes.

after all
The task assigned to him by the young master was really shocking.

At that time, his legs were broken by someone on the streets of Shaoyang and his life was dark. It was a man named Gao Kexin who brought him hope and saved him from the abyss.

that moment,
He worked hard for the Songshan Sect and dared not to disobey.

Gao Kexin sent him to Hengyang as an insider to steal information about the Hengshan School.

He hasn't been lazy at all over the years.

He sent a lot of information to the outside world and even became a core member of the Songshan School outside.

Before, there was a guy named Lai Zhirui who rode on his head.

Not only does he have no one to command him now, but after completing this task, he will be able to inherit Lai Zhirui's position.

Just as Lai Zhirui rode on his head in the past, he can also ride on the heads of others.

In the entire Hengzhou Prefecture, he suddenly became a person of prominent status.

however,
What he never dreamed of was,

It happened that at the prime of my life, I met my benefactor again in this way.

The little guard Gao Kexin was held in his arms, so intimately.

The moment the young master placed the jar of ashes in his hand, he was overwhelmed with emotions and almost suffocated himself to death by inhaling it in one breath.

"Junior Brother Nan, don't be so nervous."

Zhao Rong patted his back kindly, and suddenly his face became heavy, "Uncle Gao must be very happy now."

"He is finally going back to Songshan. He must have missed his fellow disciples in Songshan Sect for a long time, and he must also miss Master Zuo very much."

"Yeah." Nan Shanshi could only respond.

"Junior brother, you have just joined the inner sect. Uncle Lu asked you to see more of the world. When the uncles and brothers of Songshan Sect see you carrying Uncle Gao up the mountain, they will be more kind to you."

"If you can gain the favor of the senior masters of Songshan Sect, you will benefit greatly from just a few moves they teach you."

Zhao Rong said earnestly, "Before, you were very humble to your senior brothers, but in the end, I thought of you as my junior brother, so I took care of you and gave you this important task."

"Don't let Uncle Gao fall."

"Yes! Big Brother."

Nan Shanshi had a smile on his face, but he was cursing Zhao Rong in his heart.

"What a shitty job!"

"It is a disaster to break a jar on the road."

"Going up to Mount Songshan will bring disaster."

"You don't dare to take it yourself, but you say it in a nice way."

What a shitty senior brother, he is just a coward who doesn’t even have the courage to carry a pair of ashes.

Seeing that the Hengshan disciples kept their distance from Gao Kexin, Nan Shanshi secretly felt fortunate.

Fortunately, I am not from your Hengshan Sect.

What future can there be if I follow such a sect?
No wonder the master sought another job. This is what a smart man does.

He cursed everyone from Hengshan Sect in his heart, but politely called them "brother" and "sister".

The thief has two faces, and he has no flaws at all.

……

The weeping willows on the bank swayed in the river breeze, and their graceful shadows were reflected in the river water.

The girl in green grabbed a few drooping willow branches and waved in the direction of Zhao Rong. When she saw him turn around, she made an angry expression at him again.

She seemed to be blaming him for saying "next time".

In the shadow of the west gate wall, an old man with a cane in hand had yellow eyes flashing.

In his eyes, a ship left Luosu Wharf and went farther and farther away.

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