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Wu Zhe returned to normalcy and stood by the tree in a leisurely daze.

Not many disciples passed by in the grove where they were waiting, but it was quiet.

The sloppy old man shouted, "Girl, don't forget to bring me a bun." Qidu is far away, and it takes at least fifteen years to walk.

We were in a carriage. Wu Zhe replied casually, as if he had something on his mind.

Then I save my legs and feet. The sloppy old man sat on the ground and rubbed the mud ball around his neck, but his heart was definitely not as leisurely as it seemed.

A sect master, how can it not be given for nothing. At least dozens of years old people survive, and there are still cunning and cunning old treacherous, and there are still old scheming.

Is what this girl said true or false? The sloppy old man, that is, the sect master of the Sword Fighting Sect, pondered in his heart.

Xiao Ruoyao, a fourteen-year-old girl. Judging by the Cheng dù of ordinary girls, this age is the age of innocence and romance. Under the influence of the feelings of the girl Sichun, the words that I just said to protect Zong Zhilian may really be heartfelt words, and they belong to words that care too much.

But the sloppy old man did not dare to be gullible at all.

Think about it, this girl is a guy who even Elder Bai dares to pit, and even Elder Poria was plotted by her for a while, so it will definitely not be a simple girl.

Elder Bai was a strict person, and he had already accused Wu Zhe of these expressions to the sloppy old man.

The sloppy old man rubbed the mud ball, thinking non-stop.

But...... What if this is a contrarian trap?

It's also possible. The most dangerous place is the safest place. deliberately put her crush on the spot, as long as she thinks she is the wrong person to cause trouble, the person she really wants to protect will be safe.

Wait, why did I think about it so much? Could it be that this is also a trap laid by this girl? If I think about it more, the more I will expose myself? But what she said just now obviously regarded me as a member of the sect for a long time.

Fortunately, they couldn't have imagined that the Sect Master of the Sword Fighting Sect with a huge status would act as a sloppy old man, right?

Looking at Wu Zhe again, I saw her fingers tearing off a branch on the willow tree and starting to pull the willow leaves on it.

The willow leaves were pulled down by her, accompanied by her judgmental words: it is the old man, it is the supervisor, it is the old man, it is the inspector......

Hey?!Not really??????

It's the Inspector, it's the old man...... Wu Zhe finished pulling out the last leaf, and the result was actually the thought of the inspector.

No, no, it's not scientific! The sloppy old man let out this kind of wail in his heart.

Hmph, since you are the Inspector, don't let me force you to show your original form, after all, no one wants to be stared at! Wu Zhe said, pulling out several darts from the dart bag on his back, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh –

Three darts slashed out three lightning-like white rays and flew towards the sloppy old man.

If you are a bystander, you will never be able to react at such a close distance, and you will only subconsciously dodge.

But fortunately, it was the Sect Master of the Sword Fighting Sect, what a vision and concentration, he just pretended to tremble.

Oops! When one of the darts hit the old man's right shoulder, he screamed.

The old man fell to the ground.

Wu Zhe hurriedly pretended to be surprised and ran over to see how the old man was injured.

She had already done her homework in the Outer Gate Scripture Pavilion, and her use of darts was no less than that of a master who had practiced secret weapons for several years.

After the dart was thrown, although it seemed to be fast, the left and right handles were not aligned. Only the dart in the middle was aimed at the old man's right shoulder, and the force was very good, only Cheng Dù, who slightly injured the flesh.

Injured? Really injured? Wu Zhe was surprised to see that the flying knife was bleeding after it fell into the flesh of the old man's shoulder.

Wu Zhe didn't care about getting dirty, and hurriedly helped him up.

Why are you throwing me with a knife?! The sloppy old man crawled on the ground desperately to avoid her, and shouted: "Oh, oops! Your sect is going to kill me, I can't go! I don't want to go to Qidu!"

Don't scream, I'll treat you!" Wu Zhe held him down, pulled down the collarbone's clothes, took out the medicine powder and applied it to it.

Not to mention the dirty and sticky clothes, even the skin here is dirty enough, is it really an ordinary old man? Deliberately picked the shoulder to do the test, Wu Zhe was puzzled.

She didn't expect that the sect master's makeup this time was quite thorough, and the whole person was soaked in a large medicine jar that Elder Poria urgently allocated for dirty medicine. To put it simply, he was like an old antique, covered in a thick layer of dirty mud camouflage.

It's hard enough for him. But the relationship between freedom and divine power is heavy, and it is a big move to accept apprentices, and the old man is out of the way. Even if the dart was injured this time, he also carried it hard before his eyes.

Wu Zhe's darts were controlled by the dexterity before they were shot, and they did not hurt their muscles and bones much in the flesh, and it was easy to stop the bleeding after being medicated.

I'll bandage you again. Wu Zhe said.

What kind of bandage? Do you still want to tie me up? The sloppy old man began to hide again.

Don't be afraid.

I don't want to bandage it! The sloppy old man should dodge it with his hands and feet.

In fact, Wu Zhe doesn't have any materials to bandage, so just talk about it. The wound is not deep, no big problem.

However, his body is too dirty, don't get infected, there are no antibiotics in this world. Wu Zhe thought about it for a moment and dragged the old man to the nearby mission temple.

At the gate of the mission temple, under the attention of many disciples, Wu Zhe brought boiling water and some cloth to help him do simple debridement and disinfection of his wound.

In fact, there are multiple intentions for debridement.

The old man fought several times, but his strength seemed to be inferior to Wu Zhe, and he was pressed to treat the wound on his shoulder.

It's so dirty. Four or five strips of cloth were scrapped, and each one was black and dirty, and that was only the area of one shoulder......

I can't do it, an old man, how should I test whether I am a person like a sect supervisor? If I am wronged, I will have a headache. Wu Zhe said to himself. It seems that she feels tired after such a toss.

The sloppy old man didn't seem to understand what Wu Zhe was saying, and muttered to himself: Don't pretend to be kind. You girl is a slap to a sweet date, when I want to coax?

Wu Zhe didn't hear it, gave the old man medicine again, and wiped a wet cloth on the corner of the old man's face.

This is to see if I am transfigured! The sloppy old man screamed in his heart.

The old man suddenly shouted: Don't wash your face, it hurts your vitality!

Phew! The edges of your face are warped when they meet the water, when I am a fool! Wu Zhe snorted coldly.

If you are someone else, nine out of ten will immediately subconsciously touch your face. But the sloppy old man asked rhetorically: What are you talking about?

Fortunately, I can trust Elder Poria's disguise technique, otherwise I might be fooled. The sloppy old man wiped sweat in his heart.

The Sect Master of the Sword Fighting Sect felt a kind of pressure as soon as he came into contact with Wu Zhe.

It's like a reversal of offense and defense. Originally, as the core of the task, he should have been the active party, but he didn't expect that in front of this girl, there was always a feeling of fear.

Actually, what if the façade is exposed?

But the sect master has a kind of arrogance of a master in his heart. Since you are disguised to test you, if it is exposed, it will be too shameful.

Gray slipped back, Mo said that it was not clear whether this girl belonged to a satisfactory disciple, even Elder Bai and they would laugh at themselves to death.

At this time, Wu Zhe's act of helping the old man treat his wounds in public attracted many disciples who came to hand over the task, and gradually more and more people peeked and watched. It's just out of politeness, so it's not good to come and ask for an understanding.

Wu Zhe rolled his eyes and shouted loudly: "Missing person notice!" An old man with dementia accidentally got separated from his family and was injured by a generous and benevolent woman.

The girl's missing person notice immediately attracted more people, and many disciples focused their eyes on the old man.

Many people know Wu Zhe, a quasi-celebrity, and are surprised: Xiao Ruoyao, a disciple of the hidden star, is she doing good deeds?

How do I think she accidentally hurt this old man?

Where's the old man? Why does he look dirty?

The disciples gradually gathered together, but as soon as they got closer, they dispersed.

It stinks!

How many days has this old man not taken a bath?!

When they saw the black water in a copper basin next to the old man and so many pieces of discarded cloth, everyone was stunned.

Can she endure such an old man?

And I can't do it, I can't stand up.

I really can't imagine that a delicate girl of twenty-seven years old can endure such dirty?

It's a woman!

That's right, how else would she call a female man!

Wu Zhe seemed to be angry when he heard this, so he simply dragged the old man away.

She had already observed almost everyone's expressions and small movements, but she had not seen the slightest detail that anyone knew the old man, and there was no point in staying here any longer.

Hmm, why did you come here? As soon as the mission came out, the temple was not far away, and Zong Zhilian was ready to find it first.

Wu Zhe explained what had just happened.

Zong Zhilian understood, shook his fan from a distance of five steps and said: Ruoyao, you did the right thing, although it hurt him to test it like this, it is necessary.

He turned to the old man again and arched his hand: Old man, if Ruoyao has any offense, I hope to forgive me.

The sloppy old man didn't know what to say.

Wu Zhe heard the laziness in the dark, and sneered: You stupid, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk?

It's not like you're ingenious, haha. Zong Zhilian laughed and said: Who doesn't know, Ruoyao is sympathetic to the weak and helps others?

You guy, you just say it nicely. Wu Zhe pinched the corners of his skirt with his arms and shook it back and forth, as if he couldn't erase it. Especially on his face, he was actually a little embarrassed after being praised.

The sloppy old man saw nothing in his eyes, but Zong Zhilian noticed it, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he shivered all over.

What's wrong with Ruoyao, this woman, where did this little woman's posture come from?

Walking a little farther away, returning to the grove where he was waiting before, Wu Zhe curled his hair and said with a smile on his eyebrows: "Can you rent a carriage or something?" Can I get those customized clothes? If not, don't blame me for whipping you.

Zong Zhilian suddenly noticed her action, and his heart tightened suddenly.

Three steps to staggering!

Zong Zhilian immediately took care not to make too much of a move, but replied naturally: "I naturally brought it, but you can only rely on yourself to get the things in the Outer Gate Scripture Pavilion."

In fact, because he was afraid of the smell, he was quite far away from Wu Zhe, and he was almost not harmed by this incense.

Wu Zhe deliberately reminded him just to make him careful, so that he could keep the Xuan Qi test of this old man's situation.

Oh, go to the Scripture Pavilion where I live, don't delay the meeting with Hu Yun and them. Wu Zhe ran a few steps anxiously.

The sloppy old man was pulled by her and staggered and ran a few steps, almost falling down, and shouted: "Girl, you don't want to tease me!

Wu Zhe stopped but shouted: Hey, why can't I lift my Xuanqi?

The scruffy old man blinked his dazed eyes, not knowing what she was talking about.

Zong Zhilian walked over slowly and shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't see anything wrong.

Any master, after hearing this sentence, will subconsciously try to raise the Xuan Qi.

Zong Zhilian stared at him carefully, and did not find the slightest flaw. This old man is just like an ordinary person, even the same as Wu Zhe, without the slightest sense of Xuan Qi fluctuation.

All right. It may be that we are too sensitive. Wu Zhe said that he would give up: Anyway, the task will be like this, send him to Qidu.

In fact, Wu Zhe never thought that this old man would be the sect master of the Sword Fighting Sect.

Wu Zhe's incense technique was learned from Elder Poria. How could the sect master, who had fought life and death with Elder Poria when he was young, not know this recipe?

I've pre-hired the carriage and will come in an hour. Zong Zhilian nodded in approval, and thought about the situation of the other two people: Hu Yun has a family, and when he comes out, he must at least find that Rob to explain to his father who is at the helm, naturally not as fast as me. Mu Qingya girl, you have to wait for something.

It's a matter of course, and other girls are manly. Wu Zhe countered.

She said this not from the position of a girl, but felt that there was nothing to worry about waiting for a beauty like Mu Qingya.

She can think about it: it is not a tragedy to have the opportunity to wait for a beautiful woman. If you don't even have a chance, that's called a tragedy.

Zong Zhilian smiled and said: You just speak for yourself, we can't wait. When I was a child, I went out with a few little aunts in the family, and I was annoyed to death. From morning to noon, I couldn't go out when I was hungry.

After waiting for a long time, Hu Yunshu didn't wait, Mu Qingya came first.

She changed into a darker blue and black dress and carried a black cloth wrap on her back. The face was deliberately painted with some earthy yellow rouge, but it looked a lot uglier, and his appearance became much more mediocre.

Why did you deliberately blacken your face?" Wu Zhe said strangely.

Mu Qingya told her in sign language: The girl's home is outside, and safety comes first. That's how I came all the way to the sect before, and it was quite peaceful.

You have a mysterious spirit, ordinary thieves are not ready to be caught, and this time there is also Zong Zhilian them. Well, forget it, safety first makes sense. Wu Zhe thought about it, if he encountered a powerful flower thief, he would have a headache, and Mu Qingya would be like this.

After waiting for a long time, I saw seven or eight chariots coming in the distance, pulling a long string over.

You hired it? Wu Zhe put his hand on the pergola and watched.

No, only three wagons were hired. Zong Zhilian also looked strange.

When the car came to a stop nearby, a group of women came down from the hula. The clothes are gorgeous, ranging from their thirties to their fifties.

Oh, it's not all women, it's mixed with Hu Yun's injuries and Hu Yunjiao's brothers and sisters.

Wu Zhe looked at the excitement. Huh? Hu Yunjiao was able to run out?

Hu Yunjiao waved towards Wu Zhe from afar. Hu Yunjiao was sluggish, looking reluctant, and even embarrassed to come over.

The women chattered and cried out, "Is that her?"

Is it the girl in the green dress and the purple belt? Or the girl in the blue and black clothes?

Little injury, tell Aunt Sù, which girl is it? Or are you interested in both?

After Hu Yunjiao approached, she was very embarrassed to Wu Zhe and said in a posture of begging for mercy: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't have a door in my mouth. Actually, it's not all my fault, there are a lot of people in the door of the knife gate, and it has spread.

Wu Zhe and the others didn't react.

Zong Zhilian's eyes rolled, and he smiled strangely: Could it be ...... Come to see your daughter-in-law?

Wu Zhe suddenly felt bad.

All the women followed the gaze of Zong Zhilian and Mu Qingya, and saw that the girl with blue clothes and purple belt was the main master, and immediately surrounded her.

The sloppy old man saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly avoided the old man.

A group of noble ladies looked up and down around Wu Zhe, and said: Is this girl?

Not bad, don't look at the little hurt others stupidly, but the vision is very good.

With fine skin and tender meat, round chest and hips, it is easy to grow and raise at a glance. As the saying goes, the buttocks are warped, the doll is called, and the buttocks are round, and the birth is full...... Eat more and make up more, and raise it round and warped, so that you can give birth to more after passing the door!

Stop-Wu Zhe shouted and looked at Hu Yunjiao: Who are these people?

It's all my aunt and me...... Hu Yunjiao said embarrassedly: The family relationship is harmonious, my own mother passed away early, and these aunts treat my brother as their own......

And then? What's going on now? Forget it, needless to say...... Wu Zhe was full of black lines, and he basically guessed it.

It seems that the previous misunderstanding with Hu Yun's injury has not been eradicated at all!

Wu Zhe screamed and rushed out of the group of women, intending to settle accounts with the culprit.

But what about Hu Yun's injury?

I'm hugging a tree, and I'm banging my head against Bangbang......

The bark of the tree clicked and fell down.

Now Wu Zhe was embarrassed to speak.

As soon as they hesitated, this group of aunts rushed over again, intending to continue to comment.

Wait! You are all Hu Yun's injured aunts, now it's my turn! Wu Zhe shouted, jumped three steps to the side, jumped to the side of the sloppy old man, grabbed his arm and shouted: This is our father!