On Wudang Mountain, which has been silent for many days, today ushered in a happy event——— Yu Daiyan and Yu Sanxia, who have been disabled for many years, stood up again today!

Although he still needed someone to support him to stand firm, he finally got back on his feet.

In the past few days, many disciples have seen him like a toddler, with the support of Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, walking slowly in the courtyard and carrying out rehabilitation training.

And those who have ulterior motives naturally see this matter in their eyes.

In the middle of the night, everything is quiet, except for the insect chirping from the back mountain, Wudang Mountain is quiet.

At this time, it was already winter, and at this hour, everyone had already slept, and it was cold and dewy outside, and there were not many people who even got up at night.

A figure quietly touched in the direction of the back mountain, and did not light the lamp, but relied on the faint moonlight, and touched the back mountain one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Phew.." The man put his fingers into his mouth and whistled with a peculiar rhythm, and then a small harrier eagle flew out of the forest and landed on his raised arm.

He took out a thumb-thick bamboo tube, tied it to the harrier eagle's leg, and then raised his arm sharply, and threw the harrier eagle into the air, about to fly into the sky.

Wave..

An imperceptible sound of breaking wind sounded, and in an instant, an invisible finger force bombarded the harrier eagle's body, knocking it down from mid-air!

"Who?!" The man was startled, and immediately turned his head and asked sharply.

"I didn't expect that the person sent by the Yuan Court to our Wudang undercover agent would actually be you, Senior Brother Yang..."

Lu Zhi slowly walked out of the darkness behind him, staring at him with a solemn face.

To be honest, he really didn't expect that the person from the Yuan Court would actually be him, the eldest disciple of Song Yuanqiao, his senior brother, Yang Chenghu!

However, after confirming his identity, Lu Zhi was suddenly not surprised, after all, when the third uncle was killed, many young disciples of the third generation had not yet started, so the age of that Neiying was indeed not too young.

What's more, now that I think back to Yang Chenghu's identity, I can also find a lot of problems in what he has done on Wudang Mountain over the years.

Yang Chenghu can be said to be one of the most well-traveled among the three generations of disciples of Wudang, not only Lu Zhi's true inheritance, but even those disciples who have not yet worshiped a formal teacher, almost all of them have been in contact with him, and he has taken the initiative to visit and intersect.

In addition, it seems that whenever something happens on Wudang Mountain, no matter how big or small, good or bad, he will be there as soon as possible, and even some gossip and gossip, he is very interested.

If he wasn't an undercover agent, it could be said that he was good at making friends and making fun, but now it seems that he did this to collect intelligence and find out the news.

It's a pity that he and this Yang Chenghu are actually quite familiar friends, but they didn't expect that he secretly had such an identity.

"Senior Brother Yang, come with me to see the master and all the uncles." Lu Zhi said.

Yang Chenghu was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly shook his head and laughed.

"Senior Brother Lu, I won't leave with you, and I won't explain anything, you can kill me here."

Lu Zhi opened his mouth and said with some annoyance: "Could it be that the Yuan Court is really that good?" Is it worth it for you? Or even betray us Wudang? But the master and Wudang have ever owed you anything over the years? Don't you have the slightest remorse in your heart?! ”

Yang Chenghu pursed his lips: "That's right, it's me who is sorry for the master, sorry for Wudang, and even more sorry.. Third uncle. ”

"But what can I do? I'm a Mongolian! I'm not called Yang Chenghu, but Husle Saihan, so even if I know I'm sorry for you, I have to do it! ”

Yang Chenghu was a little excited, and it could be seen that he was not without guilt about Wudang.

After all, he went to Wudang Mountain at the age of thirteen and worshiped under the door of Song Yuanqiao, and has been living in Wudang for so many years.

He looked up at Lu Zhi, and a smile like relief appeared on his face: "Don't hide it, Senior Brother Lu, now that my identity is exposed, I feel like I feel relieved in my heart..."

"I don't have the face to go to see the master anymore, so let me die here, it can be regarded as a result of my own choice."

"For so many years, I have never had the opportunity and qualification to choose what I want to do, but now, at least I can choose to die to apologize!"

As he spoke, he saw that he had already pulled out a dagger in his hand and pierced it directly into his heart!

Lu Zhi: "...."

He could have prevented Yang Chenghu from committing suicide, and with his skills, he could have restrained him before he committed suicide.

But Lu Zhi didn't, after all, even if he was brought back, he would not be able to escape death, rather than that, it was better to let him break on his own, and it could be regarded as he said, give him a chance to apologize.

It's a good brother and sister, Lu Zhi didn't let him be in the wilderness like this, and brought his body back, what to do with it after that depends on how Song Yuanqiao and the uncles decide.

In the side hall, rows of butter giant candles were lit, reflecting the hall as if it were daylight, and Yang Chenghu's body was parked in the middle of the hall.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others also stood quietly in the hall, listening to Lu Zhi tell about Yang Chenghu.

"I didn't expect... Is it actually a tiger? Song Yuanqiao glanced at Yang Chenghu's corpse with complicated eyes.

This Yang Chenghu was the first disciple he was admitted to, although later as there were more and more disciples under him, Yang Chenghu's slightly mediocre qualifications also made his big disciple not very eye-catching.

But after all, he was Song Yuanqiao's first disciple, and after knowing that he was the person sent by the Yuan Court to their Wudang Mountain undercover, how could he make Old Song not feel sad.

"Ah, that's it." Song Yuanqiao waved his robe, and said with some interest, "Everyone is already dead, and there is no point in pursuing it anymore, Qingzhi, you take Chenghu down to bury it." ”

"There is no need to spread his business, just say it outside... He must have died of illness. ”

Yu Lianzhou wanted to say something, but since Song Yuanqiao had already spoken, and as he said, Yang Chenghu was already dead, so he simply dealt with it like this.

"Yes."

Lu Zhi got the order, so he took Yang Chenghu's body to the back mountain to bury him.

This time, they used Yu Daiyan's limb rehabilitation as bait to catch the big fish of Yang Chenghu, which can be regarded as a successful plan.

But they won't feel at ease just like that, after all, no one knows if there will be more Yuan Court spies lurking among the Wudang disciples, so they will continue to secretly investigate in the future.

In the end, they found a total of five people from among their disciples.

It is worth mentioning that one of them is not so much like a spy of the Yuan Court, but more like a faction that broke into their Wudang internal response!