One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

Side hall.

Lu Jin slammed his hand on the octagonal table, causing the wisps of sandalwood incense to jump.

"That bastard Hu Jie almost killed someone in the ring just now!"

He fiddled with the jade thumb ring in his hand, his tone somber:

"Thanks to the referee's timely intervention... I've observed him secretly, and he must have been hit by one of the 'Four Madmen's' moves."

Zhang Zhiwei, holding his teacup, asked unhurriedly, "Old Lu, what do you mean?"

"Cast a long line to catch a big fish."

Lu Jin leaned back and narrowed her eyes.

"As long as no one dies, let him run wild. I'll have people watching him—once the ceremony is over, those Quanxing scum will surface..."

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

"Eliminate this whole bunch of rats!"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

When it comes to killing Quanxing, his old friend never hesitates.

This is indeed the safest method.

There was a two-second silence.

Lu Jin suddenly changed the subject, her voice rising eight octaves—

"But that's another matter!"

He leaned forward, his white hair standing on end!

"You old bastard! Has your security guard been getting too close to my Linglong?!"

Zhang Zhiwei paused, teacup dangling from his lips.

Lu Jin slapped the corner of the table so hard it cracked:

"I'm warning you, Zhang Zhiwei, I can take out the Tongtian Talisman, but don't even think about taking my great-granddaughter!"

If that kid really dares... don't blame me for bullying the weak!

Zhang Zhiwei put down his teacup without changing his expression.

"Old Lu... As everyone knows, the Celestial Master's Mansion doesn't have security guards."

"If you want to settle scores with the security guards, you should go to the scenic area office."

Don't give me that!

Lu Jin was furious, spitting as he spoke!

[Luo Tian Grand Ritual Order Maintenance Officer] With such a huge banner draped over his body, does he really think I'm old and blind?!

Tian Jinzhong smacked his lips.

What happened to the security guard?

I think Xiao Zhou and Linglong are a good match...

knock knock --

"Master Lu! Someone requests an audience!"

Hurried footsteps could be heard outside the hall.

Xiaoyu ran in, panting:

"It's the lovely young lady from the Lu family, she said she has something urgent to discuss—"

Before he could finish speaking...

boom--!

The palace doors were pushed open!

Lu Linglong strode in arrogantly.

He tossed the 'thing' he was carrying on his shoulder to the ground as if to show off his achievement!

Boom!

"Grandpa! Look what I caught!"

The three elderly people stared wide-eyed at the same time.

The man's hands and feet were bound together with nylon cable ties, like a fat fish that had been caught and pulled ashore, struggling wildly.

His eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was wrapped in rags, and he was making incoherent noises.

Tian Jinzhong: "Hu Jie?"

Lu Jin slapped his thigh!

"Nonsense!"

He had just said he was going to play the long game—

Shortly after, the fish was brought over, tied up!

Isn't this just making things worse?

"Linglong...did you do this?"

Lu Linglong shook her head, and her ahoge (cowlick) twitched twice.

"It was Zhou Ge who did it."

Lu Jin felt a pang in her heart and took a half step back.

"Which...which Brother Zhou?!"

"that is…"

Lu Linglong tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"The one that fined you 20,000 yuan last time."

The air is dead.

Lu Jin, one of the Ten Elders and the current head of the Lu family, suddenly felt dizzy.

Tian Jinzhong turned his face away, his shoulders shaking violently.

Zhang Zhiwei picked up his teacup and covered his mouth.

Lu Jin paused for two seconds, then ripped open two buttons on his shirt, his hair standing on end in fury:

"How dare he think he's so clever! Does this brat think he's the only one who noticed Hu Jie's unusual behavior?"

"We knew all along! We deliberately left it untouched because—"

"When fishing for big fish, you should avoid alerting the enemy."

Lu Linglong took over the conversation, her tone flat and indifferent.

"That's what Brother Zhou said too."

"Then you should—"

Lu Jin's hand was raised in mid-air, and he froze.

Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou… all he says is Brother Zhou…

Linglong... my Linglong...

You're so foolish!

"But Grandpa."

Lu Linglong's tone turned serious, "Hu Jie just ambushed a contestant by the stream behind the mountain..."

She recounted with great emotion everything that had just happened on the back mountain, her face filled with pride.

"If Brother Zhou had arrived any later, that man would be dead!"

The side hall was quiet for a few seconds.

Lu Jin slumped back into his chair, looking as if he had aged several years.

Zhang Zhiwei turned around and said with a smile:

"Thanks to Xiao Zhou."

Otherwise, we might lose a life in vain... Come on, Lao Lu, have some tea...

"Huh? Why are you using reverse life for no reason?"

"...It's nothing, just ordinary angina."

Lu Jin shook his head with a wry smile.

It was my carelessness!

I never imagined this guy would go so far as to attack people in broad daylight.

No wonder it's Xiao Zhou.

The old master was right. Luckily, he intervened in time; otherwise, a precious life would have been lost due to his own negligence!

"Brother Zhou said that Hu Jie is insignificant; the key is the Quanxing demons hiding in the mountains."

Lu Linglong crossed her arms and said solemnly, "He discovered a suspicious person today."

"Who?" the three asked at the same time.

Maintaining his regenerative state, Lu Jin finally stopped feeling heartache when he heard Linglong calling him "Brother Zhou" repeatedly...

"A chubby middle-aged man...unremarkable in appearance, yet inexplicably attracting the attention of the men around him."

Lu Linglong gestured, "Oh right, Brother Zhou said he also painted his toenails pink."

Tian Jinzhong frowned: "His indiscriminate behavior makes him attractive to the men around him...like that guy with the bone-scraping knife..."

"more than."

Lu Jin pinched his chin. "Xia He is naturally alluring, but she doesn't have the ability to disguise herself as a middle-aged man."

"From this perspective—it seems that Domain Poison has also made its move."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

With his keen eyesight, he could immediately see the traces of Shen Chong's 'usury' on Hu Jie's body.

He stroked the teacup and chuckled, "The bone-scraping knife, the root of disaster, the poison of the domain painting..."

"Hehehe, so many scourges have suddenly appeared. This time, the Quanxing Sect's scheme is far from small."

Lu Jin's face darkened, and he let out a cold laugh.

"Good timing! However, given Hu Jie's example, these rats will probably keep quiet for a while..."

Lu Linglong shook her head, her face beaming with joy:

They can't hide it!

Under the pretext of checking tickets, Brother Zhou marked the person's ticket stub...

"He said that no matter how the Quanxing sect disguises themselves, they will inevitably meet sooner or later—once they meet, they can follow the clues and mark them all!"

The side hall fell silent once again.

This time, Lu Jin was stunned for a full five seconds.

The image of him sitting in the guard booth at the foot of the mountain, coldly collecting entrance fees from each tourist, flashed through my mind…

No wonder...no wonder he spent the whole day on the mountain stopping people and checking tickets, having a great time.

He always thought that kid was just a stubborn, headstrong young man.

He's become addicted to taking money.

result--

Where is the ticket?

It's clearly a deadly tracking device!

"Yes... I misunderstood him."

Lu Jin's lips moved, her tone extremely complex.

Zhang Zhiwei picked up his teacup, concealing the smile on his face.

I haven't made a mistake in using my hidden weapon.

---

late at night.

The vast Longhu Mountain is bustling with people.

Young talents from all over the world gather here, and during the day they are opponents on the arena.

At night, they sit together as friends, arms around each other's shoulders.

Zhou Yan carried a powerful flashlight and circled back and forth on the mountain path.

【The character "巽" (Xun) – Listening to the wind's whisper!】

Sounds from all directions flooded into my ears—

"Master Jiyun, you're not lying to me, are you? My junior uncle is jealous of me?"

"Sigh...yes, Lingyu's impulsive act caused him to lose his vital essence, and he has been secretly blaming himself ever since..."

Seeing how much Master values ​​you, and how you've cultivated the Yang Five Thunder Technique that he had no hope of ever achieving in this lifetime, I... just can't get over it in my heart..."

It's a conversation between Zhang Chulan and a Taoist priest...

On the other side, several clear female voices entered the ears.

"Master Lingyu is so aloof... Brother Qing is so handsome too!"

And then there's Master Wang Ye of Wudang... he's a bit unkempt, but he has a big nose!

"Yeah, yeah... which one should I choose as my husband..."

Zhou Yan's lips twitched.

He sensed Zhuge Qing's happiness.

The flashlight beam swept across a patch of bushes—

"Hey! Stop taking pictures! Dude, can't we even kiss on Longhu Mountain?!"

Zhou Yan deflected the high-powered flashlight.

"Excuse me, please continue."

It's just a kiss; it's not considered immoral.

Pity…

As I was walking, a familiar Trump voice reached my ears.

Zhou Yan paused in his steps.

"Zhang Chulan, come with me..."

"Your opponent tomorrow is very strong. Let's dig a hole and bury him..."