The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

On the other side, in the room where the mad monk was locked up.

Wang Jiuling sealed the mad monk's acupoints.

At this moment, the mad monk was completely bound by iron chains, and no one cared whether he could eat, drink, or relieve himself properly.

"..."

Wang Jiuling whispered something in the mad monk's ear, but the mad monk seemed not to understand at all.

Instead, he stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with madness and murderous intent.

He was completely delirious and impossible to communicate with.

Wang Jiuling gave up the idea of ​​learning anything from him.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Kong Jian appear at the door.

"Fellow Daoist, you're here too?"

Wang Jiuling nodded. "I have already sealed his acupoints."

Sorami nodded. "That's good!"

Kong Jian frowned deeply as he watched Wang Jiuling's departing figure.

"Did he notice something was wrong? But he shouldn't recognize me..."

"But then again, this Taoist priest looks kind but is ruthless. If he wanted to harm me, he wouldn't hesitate. It seems I was overthinking things..."

Kongjian turned and left the room, but after he left, the oil lamp in the room suddenly went out.

It turns out that the oil lamp wasn't incapable of going out; it just hadn't reached its extinguishing time yet.

It's just that Kongjian didn't see it...

The sandstorm outside showed no signs of stopping.

The following evening.

"Master, you are truly amazing!"

"Look, not a single person has caused trouble here all day, and the inn hasn't caused any problems either!"

In the corner, Qin Jingshi fanned himself with a fan, his face beaming. "Hey! I almost forgot this was a shady inn!"

Wang Jiuling just smiled.

It's better to stay safe.

"Did the shopkeeper agree?"

"No, it seems he's considering it. With you here, Daoist Master, many people will probably be indifferent. Your martial arts are too high; they'll definitely want you to be the one to stick your neck out!"

Wang Jiuling took a sip of the wine in his cup and agreed that Qin Jingshi was right.

He wanted to use one tiger to devour another, but since he, the biggest tiger, had already shown his face, the other side certainly wouldn't want to step forward...

Is the only option really to resort to the worst possible solution: to go on a killing spree and eliminate everyone?

At the counter, the shopkeeper had just come out from the back room, his face looking rather grim.

Looking at Wang Jiuling and Qin Jingshi in the corner from afar, he was filled with hesitation.

They had just discussed the double-crossing again, and he still disagreed, but he couldn't stop Timur at all.

Moreover, his men simply wouldn't listen to his advice.

These people have gone mad.

The shopkeeper felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of the other side sending troops over.

Timur would certainly not spare them after the illegal troop deployment; he would definitely kill them.

The shopkeeper believed in the principle of slow and steady wins the race, and he tried his best to maintain his relationship with Wang Jiuling. However, he did not expect that his employees and Timur were all greedy for money.

The original plan was already ambitious enough, and now they're adding troop deployments.

It's laughable that his henchmen are such idiots.

Upon seeing Wang Jiuling go upstairs, the shopkeeper narrowed his eyes.

He had already realized that Qin Jingshi's visit to him yesterday was probably at Wang Jiuling's behest.

I thought to myself, I might as well pretend I don't see through you, feign cooperation, and use that Taoist's martial arts to find a way to deal with Timur.

It would be best to kill them both.

This is what is meant by "driving away a tiger to devour a wolf".

Thinking it over, the shopkeeper made up his mind, and his eyes turned sinister.

"You're planning to pull off a heist to silence me? Hmph! I'll take you out first!"

Just then, as Rolling Dragon was about to hand the side dishes to Qin Jingshi, the shopkeeper pointed to a table not far away.

"Those customers are in a hurry, you go first."

Rolling Dragon took the wine and went over, while the innkeeper took the side dishes and headed towards Qin Jingshi's table.

"Sir, your appetizer is ready!"

After putting down the side dishes, the shopkeeper spoke in a low voice.

"Sir, at midnight tonight, I have something to discuss with you in the woodshed in the backyard on the first floor."

"This is a very important matter, so please do not let this information leak out."

The shopkeeper finished speaking and left immediately, his smile unchanged, but in his heart he thought: "I've betrayed Timur; if he finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Qin Jingshi watched the shopkeeper's departing figure, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Become!

It seems this old guy is a smart man.

After calculating the time, Qin Jingshi realized it was still early, so he pretended nothing had happened and picked up a side dish and put it in his mouth.

After eating and drinking his fill, he waited until he saw Wang Jiuling leave before going upstairs.

He moved closer to Wang Jiuling and opened his fan.

"Master, the shopkeeper must have agreed to our plan."

He asked me to meet him in the backyard on the first floor at midnight. What do you say? Should I go?

Wang Jiuling thought for a moment.

"Brother Qin, why don't you go and sound them out first?"

Wang Jiuling did not completely trust Qin Jingshi. Tonight, Qin Jingshi went there, and Wang Jiuling planned to secretly follow him.

Qin Jingshi seemed completely unprepared. "No problem! I'll let the Taoist priest know when I have any news."

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Qin!"

"It's alright, it's alright! Just to be safe! Better safe than sorry!"

Qin Jingshi left, and Wang Jiuling was about to return to his room when he saw Zhao Xiaoer opening the door.

Upon seeing Wang Jiuling, Zhao Xiaoer was so frightened that he backed away.

Wang Jiuling beckoned, and Zhao Xiaoer pursed his lips, but still walked over timidly.

"Why are you so afraid of me? Is it because of what happened yesterday?"

Zhao Xiaoer wanted to nod, but then quickly shook his head.

Wang Jiuling smiled.

"How long have you been with the camel caravan?"

Zhao Xiaoer said softly, "It's been three years."

"How many times have you been to the desert?"

"twice."

"This is my first time in the desert. I've heard..."

After chatting for a while, Zhao Xiaoer's fear gradually lessened.

He became more talkative.

Wang Jiuling learned about Zhao Xiaoer's experiences.

Four years ago, he came here with his father and uncle, but his father disappeared in the desert.

"At that time, the camel leader's caravan was short of one person. It was originally agreed that my uncle would go, but my uncle fell ill during that period."

"My dad went there...and then he was swept away by the yellow sand..."

"My uncle felt very guilty, so he joined the camel caravan, and I followed him too, and we went into the desert together to find my father."

"Old Master Tuo is very kind. He knows that I would be more of a burden in the desert, but he is still willing to take me with him..."

Wang Jiuling looked at Zhao Xiaoer.

Zhao Xiaoer was actually quite clever; he probably knew that his father was gone forever.

But when he talked about going into the desert, his eyes still held hope.

"Master, what brings you into the desert?"

"Just like you, looking for someone."

"Alright, go back to sleep. We need to get going as soon as the sandstorm stops."

...

The night wind howled, and the roar of the gale could be clearly heard even inside the inn.

As midnight approached, the first floor of the inn was deserted.

The other workers had all gone to rest, but the manager hadn't slept. He went out and quietly headed towards the woodshed in the backyard.

The shopkeeper walked very quietly, not wanting to be seen by others.

Before leaving, he hesitated whether to take the oil lamp, but in the end he didn't. He was too familiar with this inn, and he wasn't afraid even if he was in the dark.

Tap tap... soft footsteps sounded.

Behind them, in the dark corner, a dagger gleamed coldly.

As the shopkeeper walked, he turned a corner and someone covered his mouth from behind. In the darkness, a dagger was thrust directly at his heart.

puff!