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A hole was opened in the Buddhist hall of Shenjie Temple. Through this hole, the bright moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and the man in gray had long since disappeared.

The hall was in chaos.

"I thank the benefactor for saving my life." Xuan Bei stood under the moonlight and made a Buddha salute.

Zheng Xie said: "Master, you're welcome. This person came here with a purpose. If he didn't succeed this time, I'm afraid he won't give up. Master, be careful in the future!"

Xuanbei said: "Amitabha, thank you benefactor for reminding. This person reappears, and there will be another turmoil in the world."

Long before, when Xuan Bei went to Yanziwu to mourn Murong Bo, she had already noticed it.This fight against the man in gray made him confirm his guess even more.

The fight between the two in the Buddhist hall has already alarmed the people in the temple, and some voices came from outside the temple.

"Someone is coming, let's take a step first and say goodbye!"

Zheng Xie clasped his fist at Xuan Bei, jumped out of the hole on the top of the Buddhist hall, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

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On the official road, a man, a woman and a horse headed north.

Mu Wanqing is a very beautiful woman, there are really not many people in this world who are more beautiful than her.No matter who sees such a beautiful woman, they will feel soft-hearted and are reluctant to let her suffer a little bit, but at this time, she is running on the official road on foot.What's even worse is that the man is riding on the horse, drinking wine leisurely, with a comfortable expression.

"That's right. After a few days of hard training, Lingbo has made great progress in taking small steps. Do you want to get on the horse and go together?" Zheng Xie looked back at her and said.

Lingbo Weibu is not only a kind of footwork, but also contains a kind of clever internal breathing method, which will make the internal breath more pure if practiced for a long time.Mu Wanqing has been using this kind of lightness kung fu to walk, and her steps have become more and more proficient, even compared with Zheng Xie, she is not far behind.

"No need." Mu Wanqing said coldly, she would rather walk by herself than be taken advantage of by others.

"That's good." Zheng Xie sighed, looked at the sky, and said: "The sun is going to set soon, and Xinyang is not far ahead. I will go ahead and wait for you at the largest inn in Xinyang City. Drive!"

Black Rose speeded up, and soon arrived in Xinyang City.

No matter what era, restaurants, inns, and brothels are the largest service industries, and the service industry is also the place where news is most circulated.

Zheng Xie stayed at the window seat on the second floor of the inn, and heard discussions from the wine table downstairs.

"Have you heard? The Deputy Chief Ma of the Beggar Gang was killed not long ago."

"Who is he? He is so courageous that he even dares to touch the deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect!"

"I've known it for a long time, and I've also heard that Vice-Chairman Ma died under his own best 'throat-locking hand'. I'm afraid this is the case of Murong, who is 'returning others in his own way'." Do it again."

"Northern Qiaofeng, Nan Murong, Mr. Qiao is the head of the beggar gang, but Mr. Murong killed the deputy head of the beggar gang. This time, the north and the south will be able to decide the victory."

"I don't know if Chief Qiao is better or Mr. Murong is stronger."

"Shh, don't even talk about it, people from the beggar gang are here."

Zheng Xie looked out of the window and saw a group of beggars coming to the door of the restaurant, half of them entered the restaurant, and the other half bid them farewell and went west.

What Zheng Xie paid special attention to was a middle-aged beggar walking in the front, with eight pockets hanging on his back, with a handsome appearance and a bookish spirit.In the Beggar Clan, rank is judged by bag. Apart from the gang leader, the highest status is the Nine Pockets Elder, and the Eight Pockets are the high-level figures at the Rudder Master level.

"Who is that person?"

"Oh, you don't even know him. He is Quan Guanqing, the leader of the Beggar Clan's Great Wisdom Division. People in the world are known as the perfect scholar, with high martial arts skills and resourcefulness. He is a character."

"It turned out to be Ruozhu Quan, I wish I knew him, but I don't know why Ruozhu Quan came to Xinyang?"

At this time, the conversation between the two people at the table reached Zheng Xie's ears.

"Little Er, check out."

Zheng Xie threw a piece of silver to the waiter, and hurried downstairs.

Quan Guanqing led a group of members of the Beggar Clan out of Xinyang, separated from them in the western suburbs, and walked west alone, his pace gradually quickened. After walking for more than half an hour, he arrived at a place thirty miles away in the western suburbs. In the residential area, he jumped into a large tile-roofed house.

Zheng Xie stood in the dark and looked, and saw two strings of white lanterns hanging in front of the big house, with the word "horse" written on the lanterns, straw inserted on the archway, and white flowers pinned to the wall, as if they had just died people.

"This is Ma Dayuan's home." Zheng Xie looked around and jumped into the courtyard.

Although Ma Dayuan is the deputy leader of the beggar gang, he doesn't have much property, there are only three decent tile-roofed houses in the whole Ma mansion, and there is only one old maid in the mansion besides his wife.

At this time, the old maid had already fallen asleep, only the lights in the mourning hall were still on.

Zheng Xie leaned under the window and looked in, only to see that the mourning hall was filled with wreaths and elegiac couplets, and the atmosphere was bleak and desolate.

In the mourning hall, apart from Quan Guanqing, there was also a woman in plain clothes kneeling in front of the coffin. She was pretty and frail, with sparkles in her almond eyes. She was lonely and helpless. .

"Kang Min!" Zheng Xie was very clear about her temperament, her delicate appearance was very deceptive, no one would have thought that she would be a cruel and vicious woman.

There are many perverted women in Tianlong, the 96-year-old Tianshan Child Elder who still looks like a girl, Dao Baifeng who has sex with beggars in order to repay her debts, Li Qingluo who likes to kill people to make flower fertilizers, Ye Erniang who wants to kill a baby a day... They all still have sex. It's nothing, compared to Kang Min, they are far behind. In terms of perverts, this lovely and pitiful little daughter-in-law in front of her is the best in the world.

"Sister-in-law, Brother Ma has passed away, you must mourn!" Quan Guanqing bowed before Ma Dayuan's spirit, and said to Kang Min, his voice was full of sorrow and sincerity.

Kang Min saluted back, tears streaming down his face, and said in a soft and pitiful voice: "Master Quan has a heart."

Quan Guanqing supported Kang Min, and said: "Sister-in-law, the deceased is already dead, so don't be too sad. I believe that if Brother Ma is alive, he would not want to see you like this." He held her hand but gently stroked the back of her hand.

Kang Min pulled out his hand forcefully, took a step back, stared at Quan Guanqing and said, "What are you going to do?" His voice was as cold as ice, and his face had an awe-inspiring expression.

Quan Guanqing took a step forward, put his arms around Kang Min's waist, and said, "Sister-in-law, it's getting late, I'll take you back to your room to rest." While speaking, his voice became hurried.

Kang Min supported Quan Guanqing's chest with both hands, lowered his head and said, "Don't do this, Master Quan, I am your sister-in-law. If you do this again, I will call someone."

Calling it resistance is more like refusal.

Quan Guanqing held up Kang Min's chin, and said affectionately: "Do you know how much I miss you? Your voice has been echoing in my heart, and there is not a day when I don't miss you."

Kang Min smiled coquettishly: "Really? Do you miss my person or my body." The voice was soft and very seductive.

Quan Guanqing said: "Think about it, think about it. Ma Dayuan doesn't know how to cherish a beauty like you, and she deserves it when she dies." As he spoke, he couldn't wait to pull Kang Min's belt away.

Kang Min giggled coquettishly.

"Excuse me, can I interrupt?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the mourning hall.

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