Zhang Xuanmeng nodded and asked, "My former mother was killed?"

Chunlan said: "Yes. The mother was very fierce and beat a girl who did not want to sell herself, and happened to be seen by a chivalrous woman, who killed her and rescued the girl. ”

Zhang Xuanmeng said: "What does that chivalrous woman look like?"

Chunlan said: "I have never seen her, some people say that she is tall and big, like a god, some say that she is beautiful and young, like a fairy, and some people say that she is short and ugly, like a yaksha. However, our sisters revered her like a god. ”

Zhang Xuanmeng sighed and stopped speaking.

Chunlan said: "I'll play another tune for you to make you happy." As he spoke, he played again, this time with a cheerful and smooth tune, full of a festive atmosphere.

During the middle of the performance, Zhang Xuanmeng overheard a night pedestrian stepping on the roof, and in an instant, he had gone dozens of feet. Zhang Xuanmeng was stunned for a moment, and said lightly: "Do you often have people with high martial arts in your courtyard?"

Chunlan was surprised: "What kind of person with high martial arts? Is it those martial artists who protect the courtyard?"

Zhang Xuanmeng said with a smile: "It is those who can fly the eaves and walk on the wall, come and go like flying, like that chivalrous girl." ”

Chunlan shook her head and said, "No." I've never seen anyone like that. ”

Zhang Xuanmeng said: "Don't make a noise, I'll go out for a while." As he spoke, he stepped out of the door, went up to the room and followed the man.

Chunlan didn't want him to say that he would leave, and rushed out of the door, but he was nowhere to be seen.

It was almost dawn at this time, and the courtyard was quiet. Under the moonlight of Zhang Xuanmeng, he saw that the pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard were scattered, and there were countless rooms, which was extremely luxurious. The night walker had run past a dozen houses, came to an attic, and flicked the pane. After a while, a man came out of it.

The night walker whispered twice in his ear, and then turned and walked along the way he came. The man followed him and jumped over the ridge, and his martial arts were far above that night walker.

Zhang Xuanmeng was very surprised, he didn't expect that there were such masters among the prostitutes, so he hid in the shadows, and when they passed, Fang followed from behind.

I saw the night walker leave the compound, run towards a hill, and soon came to a wood.

Zhang Xuanmeng also went into the woods and watched from afar.

The Night Walkers stopped in the depths of the woods, and the man came up to him and stood still. The Night Walkerer slowly removed the veil and whispered a few words in the man's ear.

Far away, although Zhang Xuanmeng's ears and eyes were sharp, he couldn't hear what he said.

Then, the night walker took something out of his bosom and handed it to the man, as if it were a letter. The man took it, tore it open and looked at it, but as soon as he tore it, his body shook.

The Nightwalker immediately took him by the hand, took something out of his bosom, thrust it into his chest, and then threw him to the ground, and turned away, faster than he had come.

Zhang Xuanmeng saw that the man had not moved for a long time after he fell to the ground, so he knew that something was wrong, stepped forward quickly, leaned over to take a look, and saw that the blood on the man's chest was surging wildly, and he actually inserted a dagger, which was as deep as the handle.

He was watching, suddenly felt his head sinking, secretly screamed badly, his true qi was flowing rapidly, he protected his whole body, closed his breath, and looked at the man. I saw that he held a letter in his hand, and before he threw it down, he pondered it slightly, and when he knew it, a wisp of finger wind popped out, and the letter flew out several feet lightly and hung on the branches.

He put his finger on the man's nose, and he was no longer breathing. Looking at his chest again, the blood was flowing freely, he hesitated, reached out to the man's chest, pressed his acupoint, and poured a stream of true qi into it.

After a long time, the man hummed softly.

Zhang Xuanmeng was overjoyed, stretched out his fingers, pointed at the acupoints around the wound, stopped the blood, helped him up and sat in front of him, and injected true qi from the life gate.

After a pillar of incense, the man snorted softly, opened his eyes, and suddenly shouted, "Who are you, who are you? Ghost, ghost, don't catch me, don't catch me." The voice was hysterical, like a wolf's howl.

Zhang Xuanmeng only heard that his scalp was numb, and he suddenly felt that the forest was full of ghosts, and said in a deep voice: "You are too seriously injured, don't make a sound." ”

It turned out that what was in that person's body was only the poison of red scorpion powder, although it could kill people, but it was not a huge poison.

Unexpectedly, when the man heard Zhang Xuanmeng speak, he was stunned.

Zhang Xuanmeng was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

The man said for a long time: "Are you, the Zhang gang leader?"

Zhang Xuanmeng said: "Yes, I am Zhang Xuanmeng of the beggar gang." Do you recognize me?"

The man was stunned for a long time and said, "Don't you recognize the little and the little people?" "His voice shouted out to the leader, it was purely natural,

Zhang Xuanmeng only heard a thump in his heart and asked, "Are you a disciple of the Beggar Gang?"

The man's whole body trembled, and he cried: "The villain does not dare to claim to be a disciple of the beggar gang. Helper, you, you stop, the villain is extremely evil, and he doesn't dare to let you come to the rescue. ”

Zhang Xuanmeng was even more puzzled, but he didn't stop, and said, "Let's expel the poison in your body first." The wound on your chest, though severe, will always heal. "The man was not killed by the poison, but by the dagger in his chest.

Hearing this, the man looked at the dagger on his chest, sighed, and said: "Helper, I know that I don't have long to live, this dagger has been hit in the heart, as long as it is pulled out, even the gods can't save it, you better save some effort." I have something important to report, and I can't trust it for a moment. ”

The more Zhang Xuanmeng listened, the more surprised he became, looking at the dagger on his chest, he also knew that it was too difficult to save him, and asked, "Who are you?

The man sighed heavily, full of guilt and sadness: "Gang leader, the villain is the number one sinner of the beggar gang, don't you really recognize it?"

Zhang Xuanmeng's heart jumped and said, "You, you are Elder Bai?"

The man bowed his head and said, "Yes, it's the villain." ”

Zhang Xuanmeng jumped in front of him and said loudly, "Are you really Elder Bai?"

As soon as the man left Zhang Xuanmeng's true anger, he immediately fell to the ground, unable to speak.

Zhang Xuanmeng looked carefully through the moonlight leaking from the cracks in the leaves, this person's face was burnt yellow, and his back was slightly mole, and he didn't look like Elder Bai who was in turmoil that day. He pressed his hand on his divine acupoint and asked, "Are you really Elder Bai?"

As soon as the man got his true qi input, his eyes opened again, and he said, "Yes, helper, how dare the villain lie to you again now? You tear off the mask from my face." ”

Zhang Xuanmeng reached out and touched his chin, and sure enough, he felt different, and his fingers lifted it hard, lifting a thin piece of skin. The skin had been glued to his face for so long that it was difficult to peel off. But only his mouth and nose were exposed, and Zhang Xuanmeng had already recognized that he was indeed Bai Yusheng, the white elder of the original beggar gang, and immediately stopped and nodded.

Elder Bai said in a trembling voice, "Helper, please put the mask on the villain again." ”

Zhang Xuanmeng was surprised: "Why do you have to cover it?"

Elder Bai said: "The villain has no face to face the helper with his true face. ”

Zhang Xuanmeng suddenly remembered the death of the Ruan gang leader, the murder of Elder Wu, and his own poisoning, and his heart was full of anger, and his face was cold.