Chapter 18: A Wave of Unsettled Waters (3)

"It was Uncle Zhen who did the ......"

"Come, sit down and speak slowly. ”

Zhang Zhiguang lit the candle on the table and pulled Yang Guo to sit on the chair. His tone was full of grief at this time, and under the reflection of the candle flame, his face was also full of sadness, as if he had changed someone.

If Yang Guo hadn't seen the expression on Zhang Zhiguang's face by the moonlight just now, I'm afraid he would have really thought that he had found the wrong person.

"Thank you, uncle. ”

Yang Guo sat down on the chair and continued.

"Not long ago, huh...... About an hour ago, I was on the mountain on the order of my master to collect medicine for him, and on the way I came to a flower, and I thought it was beautiful, so I broke in.

As a result, not long after I entered, I heard two people talking outside the flowers, and before I could react, I heard these two people arguing.

I vaguely heard the names of Uncle Zhen and Uncle Zhao. I was worried that I would be discovered by the two of them, so I hid quietly in the flowers and didn't dare to make a sound.

And the result was heard...... I heard Uncle Zhao say that Uncle Zhen is not worthy of being a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, let alone competing with him for the position of the sect.

Uncle Zhao said that Uncle Zhen likes the little dragon girl in the ancient tomb. It seems that he writes love letters to others every day, but he is embarrassed to give them to Xiaolongnu, and as a result, those love letters were discovered by Uncle Zhao......"

When Zhang Zhiguang heard this, he forcibly held back the excitement in his heart, pretended to be silent, lifted the teapot on the table, poured a cup of herbal tea for Yang Guo and him respectively, handed it to Yang Guo, and motioned for him to moisten his throat and continue.

"Thank you, uncle. ”

There is a way that 'the elders give, and the young dare not resign', the rules of the Quanzhen School are still very strict, Yang Guo respectfully took the teacup, he played an ordinary disciple of the Quanzhen School at this time, and the posture was naturally sufficient.

However, Yang Guo took the teacup and didn't drink it, just thanked him and put it on the table again, he understood that this was Zhang Zhiguang's temptation. If you don't pay attention, I'm afraid you'll subconsciously drink the tea.

Zhang Zhiguang just wanted to take the opportunity to see his face clearly while he was drinking tea. Yang Guo understood that this was just a temptation by Zhang Zhiguang, so he didn't care. The teacup naturally has to be taken subconsciously, but this tea must not be drunk.

I saw Yang Guo clear his throat and continue, "I was hiding in the flowers, and I faintly saw Uncle Zhao take out a stack of papers from his arms and raise it, I think it should be a love letter written by Uncle Zhen, and then I saw the two of them quarreling a few words, Uncle Zhen was angry and drew his sword and stabbed at Uncle Zhao, and the two of them fought outside the flowers.

I was hiding in the flowers and didn't dare to come out, for fear of being discovered by them. After all, this kind of thing can only be regarded as not seen by an ordinary disciple of mine.

As a result, the two of them fought for a long time and didn't decide the winner, and I was thinking about sneaking away while the two were fighting, when I heard the voice of Uncle Zhao screaming. I turned around and saw that Uncle Zhao's eyes had been pierced and blinded.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that Uncle Zhen shouted, who is it? Listening to what he meant, it seemed that someone had secretly stabbed Uncle Zhao in the eyes with a hidden weapon.

And then...... And then... Uncle Zhen slashed Uncle Zhao's head with a sword and chased in the direction where the hidden weapon came from. It is estimated that he was afraid that Uncle Zhao would take the opportunity to leave, so he killed Uncle Zhao's life with one sword.

I saw that Uncle Zhen was chasing the sneak attacker in the blink of an eye. So I touched it and took this from Uncle Zhao's arms. ”

"What!?"

Zhang Zhiguang's heart froze, and he asked in a voice that was a little trembling with excitement.