Hidden moth

Chapter 163 The rain cannot recognize the east wind

The east wind brings rain and bitter cold, and the spring time is withered and lingering.

Before I can see the myriad colors of color, I am already filled with all kinds of idle worries.

Ren Zhongqing disliked rainy days, especially the persistent spring rain, which always made him feel cold, damp, and gray, with no sunlight visible. But he loved reciting poetry, especially those well-written but obscure and rarely read poems.

In the fairy tales I read when I was a child, the immortals always liked to sing a poem when they appeared, as if only in this way could they be worthy of their mysterious status.

From the age of eighteen, his favorite line of poetry was "Xuanfu still fears the younger generation, a man should not look down on the young."

Every time I recite it in my mind, I feel more and more that the central idea is roughly "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't bully the young and poor", but this colloquialism has become very common.

He also liked another line: "Looking up to the sky and laughing loudly, I leave the house, for I am not one of the ordinary people of the weeds." This line is very good, but it is too famous and has been recited by too many people.

Although he didn't like the continuous spring rain, he had to admit that it was probably the rain in the past few days that concealed his escape, so the several deacons of the magic sect had not found him yet.

He admitted that he was impulsive and killed Jin Lubo in a fit of rage.

He originally thought that with his supernatural powers mastered, he could finally avenge the Ren family's previous shame. However, he was still no match for Jin Luyuan. Not only was he humiliated, but Jin Luyuan also reported the matter to the Shumen.

He was scolded by his master again. On behalf of the sect, his master told him that if he went to Jinlu Garden to cause trouble again, he would be expelled from the sect at the very least, and his cultivation would be abolished at the worst!

He had no place to vent his anger and endured it for ten years. He thought he could finally feel relieved, but unexpectedly he suffered another heavy blow. Jin Luyuan actually broke through to the fourth level. God is really blind.

Does that mean he really has no way to take revenge? Actually, not necessarily... No matter how powerful Jin Luyuan is, it is only due to his own cultivation. So Ren Zhongqing changed the target of revenge to Jin Lubo.

He was still very calm at that time. He carefully studied Jin Lubo's activity patterns and chose an inconspicuous time so that no one present noticed the flaw.

So even he himself couldn't tell whether he did it impulsively or calmly.

He was sure that the police could not do anything to him, but Jin Luyuan should be able to see through the pulse-cutting technique... Even if they guessed that he did it, what could they do? Was there any evidence?
Despite thinking so in his heart, Ren Zhongqing still felt scared after calming down, so he said hello to his master and told him that he wanted to go into seclusion, and then he quietly hid away.

He planned to wait until the storm died down before making any decision. As long as there was no evidence, the matter would remain an unsolved case. At worst, he could just change places to practice in the future, not return to his hometown, and no longer deal with Jinlu Garden.

But the incident became a big deal, and the clan law hall sent three deacons to investigate, and even issued a Jianghu order!

The so-called Jianghu Order is an order given to all disciples of the Shu Sect. Everyone has the obligation to assist the Zongfa Hall, either to directly capture Ren Zhongqing or to provide clues to Ren Zhongqing's whereabouts. Anyone who dares to conceal or harbor him will also be punished by the Zongfa Hall.

This is a dragnet!

The third-level traveler of Xinpanmen is of course a master of survival in the wild. He can lurk in the wilderness for a long time, and is also good at hiding in populated cities, making it difficult for people to detect him.

However, this time, there were three fifth-level sorcerers who came to investigate the matter, including a fifth-level martial artist from the Xinpan Sect, and they quickly found his hiding place... Ren Zhongqing had to start fleeing.

But he didn't know where to escape. As the saying goes, a passing goose leaves traces. The more hasty the action, the greater the possibility of being tracked down. Is he going to hide in the mountains for the rest of his life and never show up?
Even if that is the case, he will be found sooner or later... At this moment, he inexplicably received a divine thought. The senior master secretly instructed him to go to Qiyuan to find someone, who might still have a glimmer of hope.

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Due to the spring drought this year, even the mountain peach blossoms are blooming in a difficult situation. If it doesn’t rain again, it will probably affect spring plowing.

In the old days of farming, the absence of spring rain could have spelled disaster. Fortunately, it finally rained, a steady drizzle that continued for several days, reminding He Kao of two lines from a poem his grandfather loved to recite: "A good rain knows its time; it falls in spring."

Although He Kao's father ran a decoration company, he died very early. His grandfather was a carpenter, but he was also a farmer in the village. His family also received land when he was a child.

Even though technology has advanced today, farming still depends on the weather. Rainwater is very important. Artificial irrigation is not only limited by water conditions, but also relatively expensive. Sometimes, even if you grow a few acres of vegetables, the money you earn from selling them is not enough to cover your investment.

It was a rare day that he got off work on time. It was still early, and He Kao walked back to Sesame Apartment in the drizzle. It was a transit point. He would go to the apartment first after get off work every day to avoid revealing any flaws.

Because the road wasn't far, He Kao didn't use an umbrella, nor did he use magic to push away the raindrops. He actually liked the feeling. The plum blossoms planted in the roadside green belt had just sprouted leaves, but the flowers were in full bloom, and they looked particularly beautiful with the raindrops on them.

There is a poem from ancient times:

The song ends with the mountains and rivers exchanged for horses and furs, and the beauty attracts the wind under the plum trees.

Lan Zhou is still worried about her red face, and she is still resentful and can't let go of the hairpin and phoenix.

He Kao had never read this poem before. What he was thinking of at this moment was another poem he had learned when he was a child:

Shengri seeks Fang's Surabaya coast, the boundless scene is refreshing.

Waiting for leisurely knowledge to gain the east wind side, it is always spring.

After the spring rain, there will be a lot of new bamboo shoots in the mountains. I can pick some and cook them on the weekend... Just as he was thinking about this, he saw someone walking towards him and was immediately startled!
Because of the mind seal Old Man Jiang had left on him, He Kao immediately recognized him. This man was none other than Ren Zhongqing, the man the Clan Clan had issued a public order for his capture. Why had he ended up here? Was he after him? What should he do? Should he fight? He was a traveler skilled in pulse-cutting techniques and a master of fighting techniques. He might not be a match for him, and this was in the heart of downtown...

The magic sect strictly prohibits fighting with magic in a busy city, because it will not only expose the secrets of the magic, but also make it more likely to harm innocent people.

He Kao was very nervous, but he saw Ren Zhongqing stop and bow to him and asked, "Excuse me, are you He Kao?"

He Kao was really looking for himself, and he replied: "I am He Kao, who are you?"

Ren Zhongqing: "I am a fallen man from the underworld. I have come here with the audacity to ask for your help."

He Kao: "Ask me for help, how can I help you?"

Ren Zhongqing: "I heard that Wu Yanjun, a disciple of Ruwei Sect, was wrongly accused and accused of violating the Communist Party's order to execute him. It was you who saved him and cleared his name. You must be a person who is eager to help others..."

He Kao frowned and said, "Stop, stop, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

There was something wrong with what he said, because Elder Gu had instructed that He Kao should be removed from Wu Yanjun's affairs, and those who knew about it, Li Xiuyuan, Xiao Guangnian, Qian Guran, and Wu Yanjun, had also promised not to tell anyone.

Moreover, this matter has not been announced to the public yet. How could Ren Zhongqing, who is wanted by the clan law hall, know about it?
Ren Zhongqing: "Since Junior Brother doesn't want to admit it, I won't say any more."

He Kao: "What do you mean by 'brothers and junior brothers'? Who told you this? You're bowing on the side of the road and saying these inexplicable things. What play are you watching? Are you reciting lines?"

Ren Zhongqing: "A senior master sent me a telepathic message, directing me to come to you. I'm facing a life-or-death crisis, and that master told me that only by asking you for help can I have a glimmer of hope."

This was even more absurd. A master who could control divine thoughts would have to be at least a sixth-order cultivator, an elder. What kind of master could tell Ren Zhongqing this and even instruct him to come for "help"?
Ren Zhongqing is being pursued by the clan law hall. Is there something else going on here, and is he being wronged?

But even if Ren Zhongqing had been wronged, those masters could help him investigate it clearly and then inform the clan law hall. Is it necessary for him to come to He Kao?

He Kao knew exactly how much he was worth. This was simply inexplicable! Even if he had encountered Wu Yanjun's situation, he would have first asked the elders for help.

Even more suspicious was that the expert had told Ren Zhongqing about Wu Yanjun. The only people who knew He Kao's identity were the three elders: Jiang Daozhen, Li Xiuyuan, and Gu Chun. There was no reason for them to do this.

Could it be that another master of the art of magic was intentionally testing Ren Zhongqing through him?
He Kao: "Who is that? What did he say to you? I don't understand a word he said!"

Ren Zhongqing: "You and I don't want to stand on the roadside in the rain. Can you spare a moment to talk?"

He Kao glanced at him and said, "Well, come with me! I originally had a dinner party, so I'll just say hello and say I can't go."

He took out his phone and sent a voice message to Qian Guran on the spot: "I have something to do back at Guanliu Community. A friend from the underworld is coming over and I have to entertain him.

I won't be attending your dinner party, but please say hello to Xiao Wei, Lao Li, and the others for me. I'm so sorry!"

He Kao called a car and took Ren Zhongqing to Guanliu Community to stabilize him first. He and Qian had no dinner plans today, so he believed that Old Qian would be able to react after seeing the message.

Neither Sesame Apartment nor the old house in Pugang Town was a suitable place. Guanliu Community had a low population density, was adjacent to the river, and was next to Guanyinshan Park, so we chose it in a hurry.

As for Ren Zhongqing, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he saw that although He Kao pretended to be stupid in public, he was still willing to talk to him. It seemed that the advice of the senior master was indeed correct.

I heard that He Kao is a secret disciple of a certain elder and has many connections. Maybe he can really help him.

After entering the room, He Kao just wanted to delay time and ordered fish from the Internet. He said to Ren Zhongqing, "If you don't want to tell me who you are, I won't ask. If there is anything you can say, just tell me first.

Haven’t you eaten yet? I haven’t eaten either. Let’s make some fish sashimi and talk while we eat…”

Fish sashimi is a traditional dish made by removing bones from the fish and cutting it into thin slices. Ancient people used to eat it raw, but modern people have slightly improved it and cook it in a clear hot pot with dipping sauce.

The reason why I eat this is because it takes a lot of effort, and the dipping sauce is also prepared by He Kao himself.

After setting up the small table in the large living room and finally getting his fill of food, Ren Zhongqing sighed, "Junior brother, you're such a great cook! I haven't had a peaceful meal in days!"

He Kao: "I'm not your junior apprentice, and I don't know you. If you have something to say, just say it." At the same time, he secretly sighed in his heart, it was a pity that he didn't have the chance to drug her.

Who would bring drugs to work without any reason? He couldn't have gotten them from somewhere else. Since someone wanted to test him, He Kao couldn't use the power of the hidden moth at this time.

Even if there were drugs, he didn't know Ren Zhongqing's strength. He was also a third-level sorcerer who had mastered spiritual awareness and might have practiced techniques similar to poison detection. It was too risky to drug him in person.

Fortunately, Ren Zhongqing took the initiative to talk about his unfortunate experience without waiting for He Kao to ask further questions.

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(End of this chapter)