Chapter 214: Another Layer of Identity

Chu Mo silently filled up the pit where the wild boar was buried, Feng Chen behind him didn't say anything, he stood behind Chu Mo, and it wasn't until Chu Mo filled the pit that he asked, "...... Chu Mo?"

"Go back and talk about it, those three people don't need to be found, they can't be found. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Feng Chen was shocked in his heart, then nodded, understood what Chu Mo meant, turned around and walked towards the treehouse of the two, after returning to his treehouse, he couldn't figure out why Chu Mo did that and how he did it, after all, Chu Mo was facing three yellow-rank ancient martial artists.

Standing in front of Chu Mo's tree house, he hesitated for a while, but he still knocked on the door, but the door was not closed, he opened it with a light knock, Feng Chen walked in, and saw Chu Mo washing his hands, and couldn't help but quip: "What did you do just now, you want to wash your hands?" I can't tell you're still a fast gunner. ā€

"It's nothing, I just think it's clean after washing, after all, I killed three people."

After Feng Chen personally got Chu Mo's admission, he couldn't help but jump his eyelids, and asked, "Why did you kill those three people?" ā€

"The three of them put the fire last time, and tonight they did it again, and I found out, so I got rid of it once and for all."

Chu Mo said it lightly, but Feng Chen felt that Chu Mo really didn't care, as if killing three people was as simple as drinking water for him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that I still don't know you well enough, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply." ā€

In his impression, Chu Mo is just an earthly person who strayed into the martial arts like him, maybe Chu Mo is a member of a big family and has seen the world, so being a person and doing things gives people a feeling of being as stable as Mount Tai, but Feng Chen now knows that Chu Mo may be more mysterious than he imagined.

"I didn't want to hide it from you, I just didn't have the time, right now I guess I have found a clue to go out to the martial arts, I just need something."

After saying this, Chu Mo took out his mobile phone, flipped out the encrypted file, handed it to Feng Chen, and said: "This may be the clue that I went out to Wudi, but there is one last chance to decrypt it, I know where the password is, but now it is gone." ā€

The reason why he told Feng Chen this, Chu Mo still wanted Feng Chen to go out with him, after all, Feng Chen's situation here was not too good, so he took out an exact hope, but he didn't expect Feng Chen to return it to Chu Mo after taking a look, shook his head, and said: "I can see if you want to go out of the martial arts, but I don't want to go out, I am no longer nostalgic for the world, it is better to be here." ā€

The Adam's apple moved a few times, and Chu Mo finally didn't say anything, just sighed lightly, everyone has their own ambitions, and if he said more, he was afraid that it would be counterproductive.

"You set the fire in the forest area that Han Xiong is responsible for, right?"

Feng Chen no longer bothered about the life and death of the three people, in his heart, the three people were innocent of death, thinking of the sudden fire, and then remembering that Chu Mo was not in the tree house before, but suddenly appeared, but he was out of breath, he had already guessed, but he still wanted to get Chu Mo's personal admission.

"It wasn't me who set the fire, you may not believe it, I did want to set the fire, but after I went, it was already on fire, and a figure flashed by, I didn't catch up, but I almost guessed who it was?"

"Who is it?"

Feng Chen naturally believed in Chu Mo, even if he cultivated his internal strength and became an ancient martial artist in the early stage of the Yellow Order, standing in front of Chu Mo, he still felt that he was far inferior to Chu Mo, and this feeling could not be faked, so he believed that Chu Mo would not lie to himself.

"Deacon Wood."

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Xingtang was originally a place in the Discipline Hall that specifically imposed heavy punishments on those who made big mistakes in the sect, but just because of the reputation of the Discipline Hall, it made people tremble, and there were almost no people who made great mistakes in the rules of the discipline, so it has been vacant, and it was simply separated directly and independent as a part.

He is usually responsible for supervising the words and deeds of his disciples, as well as whether the deacons and elders are fair and whether they bend the law for personal gain, so they have great power.

At this time, Xingtang, even late at night, was brightly lit, because the Aoki faction, which had not made a big mistake for a long time, finally came out with a "Han Xiong bandit".

A huge hall, surrounded by hideous torture instruments, there seemed to be dried blood stains on them, and everyone who saw this scene only felt their scalps tingle.

"I admit my mistakes, I admit my mistakes, I supervise slack, slander my fellow disciples, it's all my fault, please, Deacon Mu, don't send me to Xingtang, if I go there, I won't be able to come back."

Dozens of inner disciples withdrew their eyes from those torture instruments, and looked at Han Xiong Bandit with deep irony, Han Xiong Bandit has not been less powerful and blessed on weekdays, but he didn't expect that it was not that he didn't report it, but that the time had not come, and now he was really embarrassed to get home.

Nearly a thousand meters of forest, what a loss is the loss of the spirit grass that burns up, for the Aoki faction, an outer disciple is far inferior to a high-grade spirit grass of the Xuan Rank, Han Xiong's mistake is equivalent to burying the lives of hundreds of outer disciples, and it is almost the same if he is not killed on the spot.

Mu Jianhua grabbed Han Xiong and the bandit with one hand with an expressionless face, unmoved, and abruptly reprimanded the inner disciples on the side: "Go back, the outer disciples have gone to find someone, what's the matter with you wasting your time elsewhere, go back!" ā€

Dozens of people looked at each other, but they went back, although Mu Jianhua was the deacon of the outer gate, but everyone knew that these inner disciples really couldn't put on a show in front of such an outer deacon, and the atmosphere in Xingtang was really cold, and it was uncomfortable to stay here.

Xingtang suddenly became a lot empty, and the two rows of candles lit were still so flickering, waving in the wind, adding a bit of weirdness to the gloomy Xingtang.

Han Xiong was thrown to the ground by Mu Jianhua casually, and quickly stood up and looked around nervously, he had heard a lot of rumors about Xingtang, it was said that once an elite disciple had his legs broken here, and that scream rang all night.

He's brought here, what will happen to him? He shuddered just thinking about this, and his eyes were full of resentment when he looked at Mu Jianhua, he had completely remembered this damn old man, if it was possible in the future, he would definitely try his best to kill him, in addition to him, he would also kill Chu Mo, the earthly ant, not only Chu Mo, but also the follower Feng Chen beside him.

Mu Jianhua glanced at Han Xiong and Bandit lightly, and suddenly asked, "Didn't you find anything else in the treehouse of the two?" ā€

"Huh?"

The stunned Han Xiong was stopped by Mu Jianhua's sudden question, was he asking about Chu Mo and Feng Chen's room?

"For example, a large amount of spirit grass, or a dark compartment where things can be hidden?"

Mu Jianhua patiently asked this sentence again, and Han Xionggang understood it now, and then frowned, not knowing how to answer.

"No, if there were, I'd definitely see that there is nothing hidden in a space as small as a treehouse."

Han Xionggang didn't know what Mu Jianhua meant, but he still told the truth.

"Yes, then tell me, why do you think that Chu Mo knows the whereabouts of those three people, and if you say it, you may be punished less."

Mu Jianhua's words were undoubtedly full of temptation, if Han Xiong's mistake was really investigated, it would be light to expel him from the sect, he didn't expect that there would be a turnaround in this matter, but he wouldn't believe it so easily, after all, Mu Jianhua was just an outer deacon, and his promise was nothing.

As if he could see Han Xiong's thoughts, Mu Jianhua pointed to the candlelight in Xing Tang, and suddenly said with a smile: "The candles are half burned, but none of the people in Xing Tang have appeared so far, don't you think it's strange?" ā€

When these words came out, Han Xionggang suddenly woke up, it is true, Xing Tang has always been a vigorous and resolute style of doing things, how could it not appear until now, is it possible?

Han Xionggang looked at Mu Jianhua, who nodded and said softly: "I didn't report this matter to Xing Tang, it's just my own opinion. ā€

Looking at the joy on Han Xionggang's face, Mu Jianhua added: "You tell me the small actions you have done, and I may take you here and take you away." ā€

"Good!"

Han Xiong was afraid that Mu Jianhua would regret it, so he immediately told all the things that he had instructed the three of them to set fire to the forest domain that Feng Chen and Chu Mo were responsible for, without noticing that Mu Jianhua's face was gradually changing.

"If what you say is true, the disappearance of those three people may really have something to do with the two of them, maybe ......"

Mu Jianhua's tone suddenly froze, looked at Han Xiong's bandit, and said lightly: "You just stay here, the people from Xingtang will be here soon." ā€

After speaking, Mu Jianhua turned around and left, leaving Han Xiong and the bandit here alone, the latter only reacted after a while, this is crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, and suddenly his eyes were wide with anger, and he wanted to catch up, and he even had an extra dagger in his hand.

"Be bold, dare to commit murder in Xingtang, no matter what mistakes you have made before, as long as you commit this article, the crime is enough to add another level and put you to death!"

Several young-looking men and women wearing cyan ancient tree robes came out of nowhere and surrounded Han Xiong's bandits, and the young man with a delicate face at the head was holding a bamboo sword and holding Han Xiong's neck, saying this coldly.

Han Xiong was stunned for a moment, he looked at Mu Jianhua, whose back disappeared quickly in the middle of the night, and then looked at the young men and women in front of him who were all stronger than himself, with the help of the moonlight, he saw that there were four branches on the ancient tree on their arm sleeves, and his eyes opened wide all of a sudden.

"Disciples!?"

All he answered was a cold snort, and the bamboo sword in the young man's hand gently brushed against Han Xiong's neck, and suddenly a burst of blood arrows spurted out.

Looking at Han Xiong's bandit, who was still struggling in a pool of blood, the young man flicked his bamboo sword, glanced at each other with a few people, turned around and disappeared into the night, leaving only a word without any emotion.

"If you dare to commit murder in Xingtang, you will die innocently."

Han Xionggang's eyes were full of unwillingness, he was lucky enough to know a secret before he died, that Deacon Mu who was gentle to people at the outer gate all day long still had the identity of an elder of Xingtang?

How could he not connect that kind Mu Jianhua with a cold-blooded and ruthless person like Xing Tang, what is this, let himself die before he dies?

A pair of bloodshot eyes slowly closed, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of Han Xionggang's mouth, which was the freeze frame before he died.