["I said," Huang Fuqing pushed open the door, "I don't know who the sect leader is. ”】

Since that night, Zhi Wei has never seen Chen Jian again, and even with the help of Huang Fuqing's intelligence network, he only learned that Cai Gong died at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

In the past few days, he has lived a mess, and even had thoughts of suicide in his mind, whenever he closes his eyes, he can see Cai Gong's eyes, and on that unbearable night, those eyes also asked him what to do, but he didn't leave anything behind and fled alone.

As a result, Cai Gong died.

The fog was thick, the rain was continuous, the childish weeping looked up at the window, the gloomy woods seemed to be coming towards him, in the darkness, he seemed to see Cai Gong's corpse, he stood upright in the woods, the sword of life and death penetrated his body, like the sharp blade of a demon, harvesting his life wantonly.

"Again......

Zhiwai clenched his fists, his shallow nails cut the flesh of his palm, and a trickle of blood quickly oozed out, and the room was suddenly filled with the smell of blood.

More than a decade ago, he was sitting on the sidelines and watching his relatives be slaughtered, but now he has gained the power to protect the people he wants to protect, but he still repeats the same mistakes.

You're still like this, just a childish idiot. He cursed in his heart, and gasps erupted in his throat.

What happened to Chen Jian now? Did he find the gramophone urn that night? If he did, what would he do? Will he take the gramophone urn north and return to Beijing, or will he hide in a corner of Wudang Mountain, waiting for revenge?

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

He sighed and got up to open the door.

"It's still so depressed," Huang Fuqing sat on the chair with a big grin as if nothing happened, "It's going to be the final martial arts tournament soon, and I heard that after Cai Gong's death, the original martial arts competition process has also changed." ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhiqi didn't understand why he specifically mentioned Cai Gong.

As Huang Fuqing said, Cai Gong was supposed to compete with a disciple of Di Zen Buddhism, but because of his "accidental fall off the cliff and died", there was a lack of a round of competition, and the disciple of Di Zen Sect was directly promoted, and the subsequent competition was all one day earlier;

Under this pressure, Wudang had to arrange the final martial arts competition further in order to end the bad martial arts conference as soon as possible.

"Who are you fighting in the final battle?"

"Shen Yile of Wudang, and Yaxiu of Di Zen Buddhism. ”

Speaking of Shen Yile, Zhi Wei had long wanted to ask him a question: "That night, you asked Shen Yile to go to the Xuanjing Palace?"

"That's right. ”

"Why did you do that? She didn't seem to have done anything that day, just stood by. ”

Huang Fuqing shook her head helplessly: "It's that I'm thinking too much." ”

"What do you mean?"

"You don't have to understand. Huang Fuqing raised her voice, "In two days, the final battle will be held, and you are still so low, you will definitely be the first to be eliminated." ”

"Don't worry about you, I've got the qualifications to enter the capital. ”

"Yes. ”

"What the hell are you here for?"

Childish weeping frowned.

For him, Huang Fuqing is both a benefactor and an unpredictable person.

Back then, it was Huang Fuqing who introduced the desperate him to the sect master, allowing him to gain strength beyond mortals, and it was also Huang Fuqing who helped him track down the secret of more than ten years ago, but Zhiwei still didn't understand what this person wanted.

Everyone should have a source of power to drive their actions, but they can't see through it, what is supporting Huang Fuqing?

Huang Fuqing gently shook the jade bone fan with his right hand, and a breeze rolled up in the already cold room. The wind outside the window is also blowing, the diffuse fog is blown away and gathered, it seems that there is a huge hand caressing Wudang Mountain, and the lights in the house are jumping, bright and warm.

Huang Fuqing observed the childish crying, thinking that this kid finally looked like he was thinking.

"Seeing that you are recovering well, I can leave Wudang with confidence. He said pleasantly.

Zhiwu looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean? You stayed in Wudang during this time, are you worried about me?"

"Otherwise, what's there to be nostalgic for here?"

Childish weeping was embarrassed to thank him, and he nodded slightly to Huang Fuqing, indicating that he understood his kindness.

Suddenly, he thought of something: "I heard Xi Que Yi say that Zhuang Yue took a job, what is he going to do?"

"Didn't you say that there are some things you don't need to know?" Huang Fuqing asked with a smile.

Zhiwei deeply felt betrayed by Cai Gong, and the suppressed pain could not be released, he urgently needed a way to vent, so he said to himself: "It doesn't matter. Can't you tell me?"

"It's not that it can't be ...... But it's dangerous. Anyway, you will know when you go to the capital. Huang Fuqing said, "With Zhuangyue's character, he will definitely do it that day." ”

"That day ......"

He also thought of Zhuangyue's appearance, he had only had one or two contacts with Zhuangyue, and that person was a rough strong man, it was hard to imagine that kind of person was actually the top killer in Killer City, but his brilliant resume was indeed the most convincing medal.

Zhuang Yue likes to do it in front of the public, which can be said to be confident or arrogant. The city lord seemed to complain about this, but he was able to complete the task every time, and over time he acquiesced to Zhuangyue's informality.

"Anyway, you get in shape. I see that Miss Shen has also been in a trance recently, and she has been stimulated, maybe she will suddenly miss during the martial arts competition, and she will ...... you and that person "Huang Fuqing can't remember what the name of the person in Di Zen Buddhism is."

"Yahu. ”

"Oh yes, Yahu. You have to be careful, don't look at the usual people who don't ask her, she is actually a child that Wudang focuses on cultivating, if she can't control her strength, it's you who is in danger. Huang Fuqing's words were dangerous, but his tone was quite brisk, as if he was happy to see this situation.

"It's not like you're getting in the way. ”

Huang Fuqing smiled after hearing this: "Yes." He stopped for a long time when he spoke.

"Is there anything else?" said Childish Weeping, who wanted to stop talking.

Huang Fuqing put away the jade bone fan and made a crisp snapping sound, and at the same time, he said a name: "Cheng Ken." ”

"Cheng Ken? I know him, the one who likes to tinker with herbs. "Childish angina.

At the time of meeting Cheng Ken, Cai Gong was also on the side.

"Eleven years ago, he was also in Dugu Yuanshan. ”

Childish weeping was stunned.

The brain went blank.

After so many years of tracking, he actually found the survivor of the year in Wudang!

"It's ...... Really?"

"You can check with him yourself. Huang Fuqing retracted the fan into the cuff, "I'm gone, and I don't know when I'll see you next time." ”

"Help me inform the Sect Master about this!"

Childish Cry sensed that he was about to touch an unfathomable quagmire, he needed help from others, and the Sect Master could definitely help him!

"I said," Huang Fuqing pushed open the door, "I don't know who the sect leader is. ”