The Ballad of Youth: Inheriting Daoji, Li Hanyi, the Escapee from Marriage

Thus, a chaotic battle erupted between the three at this small post station!

Regardless of who gained the upper hand first, one thing is very important: Lei Wujie's fire-burning technique was fierce and explosive!

During the battle with the Underworld Lord, it caused one shockwave explosion after another!

Unfortunately, one of the confrontations happened to affect the carriage carrying the golden coffin!

There was a loud bang!

The wooden carriage was shattered, and the golden coffin inside was also blown out, its lid falling through the air!

The three people present stopped involuntarily upon seeing this scene.

The next moment, a long and slender, fair hand suddenly emerged from the coffin!

Our heartless monk... makes his official debut!

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Chapter 36 The mention of it makes one turn pale. Minghou: Do you know how much harm that big Bidou has done to me?

"Where did you crawl out from?"

Looking at the monk in front of me, dressed in a simple white robe, with a shiny bald head and exquisite features.

Lei Wujie didn't react for a moment. With a bewildered look in his eyes, he kept looking between the coffin and the monk, and asked in a stammering tone.

"Me? Heh, as you can see now, I crawled out of this coffin."

Lei Wujie was looking at him, and he was actually looking at Lei Wujie as well.

Seeing his clumsy appearance, Wuxin, whose nature is inclined to be playful, couldn't help but have a teasing thought and put it into action.

"Of course I know you crawled out of a coffin. I mean, why is there a person in this coffin?"

"No, no, coffins are for people, but they're for the dead! Why would a living person like you be in a coffin?"

"No, no way, it's a zombie!"

Lei Wujie, whose mind was still foggy, talked until his face turned pale.

Seeing his trembling voice and seemingly genuine expression, Wu Xin became even more interested in Lei Wujie.

He's at least in his teens or twenties, right?

How could someone be so naive?

As for whether the other party might be not simple-minded but a fool... that's definitely impossible.

He had already woken up when Lei Wujie was practicing the Fire Scorching Technique by leaning against the golden coffin and breaking through his realm.

He witnessed... no, he heard with his own ears Lei Wujie's breakthrough and his subsequent conversation with Minghou Yueji.

This person is definitely not an idiot. What idiot would be so sensible as to talk about chivalry and honor?

"Oh? Judging from what you just said, this coffin... shouldn't contain a person?"

The white-robed monk, also known as Wuxin, noticed this point in Lei Wujie's first sentence.

With a slight upturn of his lips, he tentatively began to speak.

"Yes, they all say that the coffin contains gold and silver treasures, and an unparalleled beauty, and that there are a lot of people trying to snatch it on the way!"

Hearing Lei Wujie's immediate and unhesitating reply, Wuxin... also got what she wanted to know.

It seems that many people don't want him to go back peacefully!

However, it doesn't matter. If he wants to go back, with his lightness skill, unless it's one of the top experts, no one can catch him.

If those experts were truly shameless enough to capture him, why would they need to resort to these underhanded tactics?

He just doesn't want to go back!

He still has a very important thing to do: find the person who betrayed his father and question him about why he did it!

The other is to send the old monk back to his hometown!

He recalled his prejudice when he first met the old monk when he was four or five years old. Later, he realized that he had long since come to regard the old monk as his closest person!

Now that his closest person has left him, he... must bid them farewell!

Thinking of this, Wuxin couldn't help but feel a surge of frustration in his chest.

But now he is all alone here, and anyone in Beili could be his enemy!

However, since showing weakness to the enemy was not a good idea, Wuxin quickly suppressed those emotions and continued to display his rather mischievous nature.

"Is that so? It seems they really have been completely fooled!"

"What kind of stunning beauty would be placed in a coffin without making a sound? What use would such a beauty be?"

"As for gold and silver treasures..."

"This golden coffin is made of pure gold. What kind of person would have the idea of ​​using gold to hold gold?"

He chuckled lightly and made a sarcastic remark about the rumors.

And because his explanation was concise, even the simpleton Lei Wujie seemed to understand and nodded in agreement after hearing it.

"And what about you? Now that you see there's no gold, silver, or a stunning beauty in this coffin, what are you still doing here?"

Wu Xin turned his gaze to Minghou Yueji and Lei Wujie.

Upon hearing his question, Lei Wujie, with a clear conscience, was the first to answer.

"I don't care what's inside this coffin; what I really care about is having my senior brother escort the golden coffin to the Nine Dragons Gate!"

Lei Wujie's gaze was incredibly clear; even without using the Heart Demon to probe, he knew the other party wasn't lying.

But the Marquis of the Underworld and the Moon Princess, besides him... they look so familiar?

It seems that this group came to see the old monk a few years ago. He is... the son of Xie Liuyi, the owner of Wangyi Tower.

They've come to ask about the Wangyilou massacre that happened thirteen years ago!

It seems the old monk rejected him repeatedly because the truth was too cruel.

About a week before the old monk passed away, he seemed unwilling to give up and went to see the other party again, who then gave an explanation. (www.23sk.net)

Tell them to give them another week, and if they still really want to know, they can come back to them.

But unexpectedly, the old monk left so suddenly. Whether it was something he had planned or not, neither Minghou nor Wuxin knew.

However, Minghou would definitely not give up so easily. He had heard that the old monk's disciple, well... that is, Wuxin, also possessed a martial art similar to his Mind-Controlling Technique, "Mind Demon Summoning".

Although what you glimpse is your inner demon, it is just another negative version of yourself, possessing all of your own memories.

So... did the Marquis of the Underworld know that the golden coffin contained Wuxin, and did he steal the golden coffin so that he could give him an answer?

Without a thought in mind, she lowered her eyes slightly.

Then, they saw that Minghou had completely abandoned his fighting stance, and even the giant golden sword in his hand was stuck into the ground.

He strode up to Wuxin, and without any tension, he simply closed his eyes and then performed a Buddhist ritual that appeared at least outwardly very respectful.

“I’ve seen you before; you once sought out the old monk.”

"Yes, Master Wangyou refused to tell me. He once said that some things, once known, would become one's inner demons."

"But for me, knowing these things might not necessarily make them inner demons, but not knowing them would definitely make them inner demons!"

"Please, young master... help me!"

The Marquis of the Underworld spoke to Wuxin in a gentler tone, making his request.

"That's right. Since you insist on knowing, then I'll grant your wish."

Seeing this, Wuxin didn't hesitate for long. But just as he was about to use the Inner Demon Summoning Technique to let the Inner Demon of the Underworld tell him what happened back then, whoosh!

A sharp sound of a weapon cutting through the air rang out, and a hidden weapon, its steely gleaming coldly in the moonlight, flew towards Minghou!

boom!!

Wuxin took a step ahead and lightly left the spot. Seeing that Wuxin was not by his side, Minghou no longer cared and his strong internal force suddenly erupted, sending the hidden weapon flying!

"Tang Lian...it's you again!"

"You're like a persistent ghost, aren't you?"

He was about to find out the answer he had been waiting for for over a decade, and was interrupted at the most tense moment. Naturally, Minghou was not going to give the other party a pleasant look!

If it weren't for the fact that Wuxin was still here, and if a fight broke out, it would definitely affect him, and Minghou would have already drawn his sword and killed him!

"Calm down, Lord Ming! Now that Tang Lian and the woman beside him are here, what if that monk Daoji is also here...?"

When Yueji saw that Minghou's expression was not right, she quickly went up and grabbed his arm, her tone full of fear.

"Monk Daoji? If his surname isn't Daoji and his given name isn't Monk, then he should be a monk, right?"

"Interesting... A monk who can make a group of assassins at the half-step Freedom Realm so wary?"

"Could he be a powerful figure from some great temple?"

Wuxin, who was standing to the side, remained calm, but after hearing these words, he felt a little curious.

Looking at the Underworld Lord's side, the Underworld Lord, who was originally quite angry, clearly changed his expression after hearing this name.

I have to say, the Weituo Bodhisattva they conjured up back then looked exactly like the real thing!

His strength was so great that he couldn't even sense its end!

Especially the huge confrontation he faced after his appearance, it really caused him a lot of damage to his young mind!

"What should I do? I was so close! I was so close to finding out the truth!"

"My Lord of the Underworld said urgently, his eyes slightly red."

Seeing the other person in such a state, Yueji felt a little sorry for him and could only try to comfort him.

"It's alright. Let's test whether Daoji is following them first. Don't worry... this time is different from before."

"Although the monk Daoji has many tricks up his sleeve, he is probably not a bloodthirsty or belligerent person."

"We don't want to fight over the golden coffin anymore, we just want an answer, as long as we don't make the first move."

"He probably won't do anything to us, right?"