"You're not going to send a letter to Kyosato?"

In the courtyard, Huangfu Xiaoyuan pretended to be exquisite, and looked at Lu Hanjiang suspiciously and asked.

According to Yan Fengyun, Shaolin Temple has set the rules of one test a day, and now there is a sudden earth-shattering thing about the daughter of the sword king, but everyone is not so concerned about Lu Hanjiang after leaving.

After nightfall, he slowly returned to the small courtyard and told Huangfu Xiaoyuan everything, which led to the above question.

"There are so many brocade guards in Beijing, so everyone is not a wine bag and rice bag, right?" Lu Hanjiang's performance doesn't seem to care much about this matter.

"You're not worried about something happening to that girl?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan asked.

"Naturally, I'm worried."

Lu Hanjiang said while wiping the heavenly machine lovingly: "It's just that I'm not in Beijing now, what's the use of worrying, Jiang Xian is not a stupid person, I can do a good job if I don't believe him, on the other hand, if even he can't control the situation, I will be flying every day, and it will be useless." ”

Saying that he doesn't care about that is naturally a lie, Shang Luo is the key card to clamp down on Shang Jidao, Lu Hanjiang can't give up on her for no reason, but it is unrealistic to say that he will go all the way back to prevent thieves in order to do this.

Besides, he really wanted to know, under the strict defense of the brocade guards, which madman would dare to rob people.

In other words, if you have a brain, you should know that using force in the capital is the next step, then the other party is still sure to rob people, and there is a lot to do here.

It must be which master in the capital hooked up with the forces of the rivers and lakes, thinking of this, the corners of Lu Hanjiang's mouth hooked up a meaningful smile.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly asked, "By the way, do you know Yan Fengyun?" ”

"The beggar gang is a heroic man, an authentic character." Huangfu Xiaoyuan answered in a proper manner, and when she asked most people about Yan Fengyun, she should have received this answer.

did not get the answer he hoped for, Lu Hanjiang was a little disappointed, he said: "This person has shown favor to the Xiaoyao faction for no reason, I guess he should have some relationship with the Xiaoyao faction." ”

When Huangfu Xiaoyuan heard this, after thinking for a while, he said: "It is rumored that this deputy leader of the beggar gang also made some names in the rivers and lakes before joining the beggar gang, but later his heroic reputation was too great, and everyone didn't mention much about the past." ”

Lu Hanjiang also knows a little about the reputation of the beggar gang heroes, from the way he is acting step by step now, he must not find anything wrong, if there is anything missing, it must be a story that happened in the past.

It is not easy to check the past, that is, Jinyiwei's hands and eyes are all over the sky, and it is impossible to record all the things in the rivers and lakes over the past few decades, Yan Fengyun many years ago was just a scattered person, and he was not up-and-coming, how could he be ranked in Jinyiwei's sight.

That's it, for this kind of thing, Lu Hanjiang didn't have the firmness to investigate to the end, and there was no clue at hand, even if the gods went down to earth, they could only stare dryly.

"You keep this matter in mind, and when you return to Beijing, if you have any clues, you will ......"

Before the words fell, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard, Lu Hanjiang stopped talking, Huangfu Xiaoyuan naturally integrated into the role of Linglong, lowered her eyebrows and opened the door, and there was a little novice outside.

"It's late at night, little master, what's the matter with you?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan asked.

The little monk said a word to Amitabha Buddha and handed over a letter that had not been signed: "The little monk is a well-known guest of the mountain gate, and just now a donor left this letter and left. ”

The letter was only written with the words "Easy to Collect", after the letter was handed over, Xiao Shami said goodbye and left, Huangfu Xiaoyuan secretly observed the outside, confirmed that no one was secretly watching, and then closed the courtyard door and handed the letter to Lu Hanjiang.

The letter was written in a beautiful manner, not like a reckless Jianghu guest could write it, Lu Hanjiang fiddled with the envelope, and did not find that there was a hidden weapon poison hidden in it, so he handed it back to Huangfu Xiaoyuan and asked her to open it.

Although it is so solemn, in fact, there is only one page in it, and there is only one sentence on it-

"The grudge of Qingmei Village will be settled in three days."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan read out the above content, and then said: "Qingmeizhuang is thousands of miles away, even if it is Pegasus every day, it can't pass the news back and forth in two days, this should be written by someone pretending to be an identity." ”

"Who could it be?"

Lu Hanjiang touched his chin and asked, "What do you think?" ”

"Hengshan? Five Peaks? "The logic of Huangfu Xiaoyuan's guess is very simple, now, there are not many people who have the strength and courage to dare to trouble him, today Lu Hanjiang has just lost the face of Wuyue, if they wait for an opportunity to retaliate, it is also reasonable.

"It's not them."

Lu Hanjiang shook his head and said: "The Wuyue Sword Sect has never played tricks, with their size, they can directly move out of the head of Hengshan to find a scene in person, why do you want to do such a thing that secretly impersonates people." ”

"Who could that be?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan asked.

Lu Hanjiang thought about it, and suddenly a spiritual light appeared in his mind, and he said a name: "Linglong." ”

"Snow Palace?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan was a little surprised.

"Maybe this letter is not for me, but for 'you'," Lu Hanjiang squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and ordered: "Tomorrow, you take advantage of the martial arts competition to give this letter to Bian Guang, and let him ask the meaning of this letter from Linglong's mouth." ”

"Subordinates obey."

......

The night was already deep, but he still couldn't sleep, and he didn't pay attention to what happened in the hall during the day.

In the final analysis, the matter of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate is a thing of the past for the Wudang faction, even if Ghost Li still has a daughter in the world, it is also someone else's business.

According to their sect's style of acting, even if this matter really falls on Wudang's head, most of them will not be a disaster to their families, and no Wudang disciple will go to attack an orphan girl.

In the final analysis, they and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are just the opposite of the righteous demons, but they don't have any substantive grudges.

What Forget Chen is worried about now is tomorrow's competition, Hu Qianzhong was defeated with a sword, Lu Hanjiang's strength has not been tested at all, although he has practiced martial arts for a few years more than these people, but no one can say that talent is such a thing.

However, he was a Taoist, and the victory and defeat were secondary, but the Tai Chi Qingling Sword Technique made by Lu Hanjiang that day really made him feel uneasy.

Forget Chen knew that the Xiaoyao Sect had a small Wuxiang Gong and could imitate the world's martial arts, but what he was worried about was also here, if it was really reproduced one by one, he would be relieved, and it would be useless to practice it.

But Lu Hanjiang's sword was used, and there was no connotation of Tai Chi Qingling at all, and even faintly, there seemed to be another set of rules and regulations, which was completely opposite to this indisputable sword, and it was a real sword of murder.

There can be no more second Heavenly Dao Three Swords in the world, and there must be no second Huangfu Jade Book.

Between sighs, the door of the forgotten dust was pushed open, and Qingping's figure appeared outside the door, he frowned slightly, and said without looking back: "It's so late, why haven't you stopped." ”

A few breaths passed, and he didn't hear Qingping's response, and he turned around, but he was shocked to find that Qingping had been clicked on the acupoint, and his little face was very nervous, but he couldn't say a word.

Forget Chen's face was gloomy, his saber had already been untied on the table, and at this moment, he used the sword to refer to it, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" ”

"Brother Dao, don't be impatient."

The familiar voice came from outside the empty room, and after forgetting the dust for a moment, he suddenly turned to look at the side of the table, only to see a Taoist in a green robe and a jade belt, who had already sat down by himself, and even poured a cup of tea for him.

Forget Chen stared at that face, long memories flooded into his mind, and he exclaimed, "Shuo Xuan? ”

"Forget the dust, it's rare that you can still remember me, we should not have seen each other for more than twenty years."