What is even more rare for Feng Zhenghao is that he alone has made the world group stronger and stronger, until now it has become the leading industry of the entire Jingu, which is already a fortune that has made many big factions look blushing.

Tang Muzhi is a disciple of the Tang Sect, so Feng Zhenghao naturally did not dare to rush to woo him; But October Hua mentioned it to Tang Muzhi, and Luo Youhua told her these things in the hotel.

Today's Tianxia Group has not been separated from the alien forces, and many management personnel are also masters in the circle who have been recruited by Feng Zhenghao, in fact, they don't understand business matters, so it is extremely necessary for Tianxia and Tianxia Group to make a good boundary.

Thinking about how many years of painstaking operation alone, an organization that does not lose to the traditional faction of Zhengyi Quanzhen stands so proudly in the world, Tang Muzhi can't help but admire people like Feng Zhenghao.

The whole force is cohesive by wealth, and sometimes it is more obedient than any other vain promise.

The path that Tangmen is taking now is really not easy, martial arts school? It won't be a few years away. However, Yang Lie and the others' current idea is to pile up the mundane things in their own hands, so that the disciples in the sect can practice their homework and other professional skills with peace of mind.

Hazy mist, Cangshan Erhai Lake, Jade Dragon Snow Peak, blue sky and clear water, continuous lush, other branches and magpies, sunset, dusk, shadows, stars rising......

The train passed through Dali and returned to Dalszyz Zhizhou along the Yalong River, Feng Zhenghao and Luo Youhua were going to transfer trains in Heilongtan Town, saying goodbye, and the next night was for Tang Muzhi to spend by himself.

Tang Muzhi pinned his long hair to the side, looking out through the rain-stained window, he didn't calculate where he had arrived at this time, he only felt that it was late at night, the carriage was quiet, and he could hear the sound of "Dongdong" on the ground from the wheel edge of the train, and the layers of vibrations were transmitted from the frame and seat to the whole body, which actually made his whole person completely relaxed.

Tang Muzhi could no longer resist the sleepiness that came like a tide, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness gradually floated out of the carriage through the cold steel frame.

……

……

"This ......"

I don't know how long it took, Tang Muzhi woke up with sleepy eyes, it was already early in the morning, he glanced up, and suddenly found that his luggage was empty.

"Stolen?" Tang Muzhi stood up and looked around, there were still many people left in the carriage, and there was a snakeskin bag on top of the place where he originally placed his luggage, which looked not light.

Tang Mu subconsciously stretched out his hand to move, and an old man wearing a Mao suit with a wrinkled face suddenly rushed up and put the bag inside.

“……”

Tang Muzhi looked at the old man with a guarded face, his nose shook, the smell in the carriage was very mixed, and there seemed to be a pungent smell emanating from the snakeskin bag.

Then he walked around, washed his face, and it took a long time to accept the fact that his luggage had been stolen, and he touched his hands everywhere on his body, but fortunately nothing else was lost, and his mobile phone and train ticket stub were still there.

"How dead did I sleep...... This is a bit of a problem. ”

He doesn't have much luggage, and the cash in it is not a trouble, but now the train security check is not strict, so he brought all the guys who ate in Tangmen, and it is good to say that there are still some poisons and bright murder weapons in it, if someone uses these things to commit eucalyptus in the future, the trouble is Tangmen.

Tang Muzhi looked at the time, he fell asleep unconsciously in the middle of the night last night, about four hours have passed, checked the timetable, there is no stop during this time, the next stop is Rongcheng, he has to find his luggage back before getting off the bus.

After searching around this carriage to no avail, Tang Muzhi was not sure if the thief threw his luggage down halfway, after all, gang acts happen from time to time, and it is not surprising that a group of people will drop their bags at a specific time after stealing things and let the rest of the gang look for them outside in advance.

The situation suddenly became not optimistic, the train was about to arrive in Rongcheng, Tang Muzhi sat on the seat and crossed Erlang's legs to think about the aftertaste.

He asked himself if he was an alchemist with five senses, but he didn't believe that he didn't have any consciousness when he fell asleep, he closed his eyes, didn't think about anything, and the mind abdicated, and the surrounding environment suddenly became pure.

In this era, if you form a team to take the train, many people will take turns to look at the luggage in order to prevent thieves...... All in all, since there is a high probability that they didn't sleep last night, they know nothing.

There are very few people on the train, and even if you bump into a thief stealing something, you may not dare to say it, after all, if someone has a knife in their hand.

Without direct contact, Tang Muzhi looked at a middle-aged man who was sleeping deeply, and talked to his subconscious after empathizing.

"Did any thieves steal anything last night?"

“…… Yes. ”

"What does that thief look like?"

Tang Muzhi learned about the person's appearance from his feedback, and "witnessed" the whole process of stealing his luggage.

The person who stole the luggage was very young, in his teens and twenties, with a thin figure and a pair of black-framed glasses, Tang Muzhi was still a little familiar, he should have been photographed a few times on the train, and it seemed that he had been targeted by others for a long time.

Knowing the whole story, Tang Muzhi couldn't help but sigh after sensing the middle-aged man's attitude towards him.

Although I slept comfortably last night, it was too careless, it was just silly! Presumably, those who witnessed this were the same thoughts.

Exiting the state of empathy, the middle-aged man calmed down after muttering a word, and Tang Muzhi went to other carriages to catch thieves.

Now that he has arrived in Rongcheng, there is still about half an hour to arrive at the station, the time is still very urgent, Tang Muzhi's carriage is in the middle, and it is also relatively crowded, he has to look for it in the back by feeling, it depends on luck.

The passengers saw only a young man with long and lame hair, with nothing in his hands, walking through one carriage after another, his eyes gentle with a little coldness, like clear and cold spring water in the dog days, refreshing but incomprehensible.

In this case, Tang Muzhi doesn't have to use his flesh eyes, as long as he sweeps through a carriage, he will know if there is something he wants...... Fortunately, the bad luck of the last operation did not catch up with the train he was on, and after walking through the two carriages, he met the young man who stole his baggage, and Tang Muzhi's tall body blocked the carriage door.

Tang Muzhi was stunned when he saw this young man, the frames of his big black glasses trembled, and cold sweat was obviously breaking out on his head, thinking that he had seen the contents of the backpack.

The psychological quality of this thief is very good, pretending to say "borrow" as if nothing happened, and he was about to drill through the gap next to him, Tang Muzhi did not move, staring at him condescendingly.

The young man was stared at by him, and his heart was hairy, and he unconsciously put his hand into his arms.

Tang Muzhi grabbed his wrist one step ahead of him, and two ordinary Qi forces emerged from his thumb and index finger, rushing into his acupuncture points, making his whole body numb and unable to move.

"You ......"

The man's face turned pale, and he only felt that Tang Muzhi's hand was like a steel bar on his wrist, and the force was close to the bone marrow!

"Where's the thing?"

Tang Muzhi stretched out his left hand and naturally reached into his pocket to take out the thorn of his hand, his movements were smooth and smooth, so that no one around him noticed the difference between the two.

"In ......"

In fact, there is no need to say it, with empathy, Tang Muzhi already knew the answer, he withdrew his hand thorn, looked at the crotch of the little thief's drum, and then said in his ear:

"Get out of the car and get the money you sewn in your crotch, and then find a regular businessman."

After saying that, Tang Muzhi turned his head and left, leaving only the thief's face pale and chilling.

……

Tang Muzhi's bag was placed under the water tank of the previous carriage, covered by two layers of army-green woven bags, and sealed tightly with tape.

Without opening the thick package, Tang Muzhi shook the ashes and carried it back to the original carriage.

The train was about to arrive at the station, his seat was occupied by other people's luggage, so he had to stand for a while, and a construction worker in camouflage uniform saw that he was lame and wanted to give up his seat, Tang Muzhi thanked him and politely refused.

The train stopped after a quarter of an hour of slow driving, the end of the train was in Xi'an, Rongcheng was a big station, and the people on the train poured in again, Tang Muzhi saw that he was about to step out of the carriage, but found that the old man in the tunic who had protected the snakeskin bag with his hand took out a box of foreign fire from his arms, and after wiping it, he stretched out his hand and probed the flames into the snakeskin bag!

"Hiss......"

Tang Muzhi felt a tingling in his scalp, he actually paid special attention to it when he smelled the smell before, the snakeskin bag contained the kind of detonator used to blow up mountains!

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Why didn't it stop?

In these years, you can't expect any results from the beginning of the popularization of law, and it is normal for construction workers on the construction site to go home to repair their houses with two detonators in their books, and for aunts to go home with sulfuric acid in their thermos cups to wash toilets...... Moreover, Tang Muzhi planned to find the conductor after getting off the train, but he knew that something would happen now.

Tang Muzhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, I don't know how many detonators are in this bag, if it is detonated, it will be the best result if it does not affect other carriages, but at least more than a dozen people will die!

The situation was urgent, Tang Muzhi was in a hurry, quickly launched empathy, and made every effort to output the sleepiness he had before going to bed.

He is a cultivator, he has endured loneliness and tastelessness in the interior scene, and can endure the primitive desires of sleepiness and hunger, but ordinary people are obviously unable to adapt to this strong impact of primitive desires, and the eyes of the old man in the tunic were confused for a while, and he did not come back to his senses until the match was extinguished, and he actually fell straight down after a while.

This move attracted the attention of the passengers who got on and off the train, there were few young people in this carriage, and the people who got off the train did not dare to delay, only to watch the eleven or twelve-year-old girl run over, she had just gotten on the bus.

Tang Muzhi went back against the crowd, picked up the snoring old man with one hand, grabbed the woven bag and snakeskin bag with the other, and hurriedly got out of the car.

"There's an old man here who fainted......"

As soon as he got out of the carriage, he heard a few people communicating with the conductor standing outside, Tang Muzhi hurriedly signaled, and helped the old man and a conductor along the way to a secluded place at the station.

"Call the police, this old man is fine, he just wanted to blow up the train, and there is a detonator in this bag."

Tang Muzhi quickly said a word in the ear of the conductor lady, left from the blind corner of her vision, and took away the matches and sharp weapons on the old man's body before leaving.

The conductor looked back in horror, only to find that the young man with a heroic face had disappeared.

She was not small, and directly ripped open the snakeskin bag, revealing a detonator bundled into a ball of fireworks cannons.

"Hammer ......"

……

Seeing that the ambulance and public security arrived in a boxy shape that resembled a bus, Tang Muzhi walked to Tang Can's car with confidence.

"Hey, what's going on...... Uncle Shi, this can't be a move made by you, right? Tang Canqi said.

"Am I that fond of getting things done?" Tang Muzhi tore off the woven bag and threw it into the trash, and then sat in the co-pilot.

"Except for the door chief and those masters, no one in our door has ever dealt with any Dutong, they are specially involved in troublesome matters, look, how many times have you cooperated with them?"

Tang Muzhi explained the situation on the train, Tang Can called him fatal, and then ignited the ignition, and returned to Guan County without stopping with one foot on the accelerator.

Walking northwest from Wuhou District of Rongcheng, along the way he met many plainly dressed Taoist priests walking together, Tang Muzhi thought for a while, and didn't know why, so he asked casually.

"These days...... It seems to be the birthday of Doumu Yuanjun or who? What are the activities of the Taoist priests of Qingcheng Mountain? ”

On the mountain, the news of Tiefangshan's death spread all over the world, and the Tang Men had already placed raw linen mourning clothes and white silk up and down, and now they are waiting for the body to be delivered.

Tang Can parked the car far away from the school, got out of the car, and he advised, "The doorman has found a doctor, you go to treat the injury first, and Tie Ye's funeral can be done tomorrow." ”

Tang Muzhi nodded, bypassed the hurried crowd, and went straight to the infirmary of the Tang Sect Martial Arts School.

There are a lot of doctors in the door, both inside and outside, this time the main person in charge of treating Tang Muzhi is the outer door of Dr. Sun, more than seventy years old, the ancestor is the famous medicine king Sun Simiao, he is definitely a national hand in the field of medicine he specializes in, and his surgical skills are also very profound, and the doctors of the later generations of Tang Men are brought out by him.

It is said that many years ago, this Doctor Sun was young and frivolous, and made a bet with others to solve the poison pill, and then he also formed a series of fates with Yang Lie and others, and finally he chose to join the Tang Sect, try to cultivate by himself, and find out the way to crack it.

He has a daughter who is also married to the inner disciple of the Tang Sect, an arranged marriage, and his daughter and son-in-law do not have a very good life after marriage, both of them have a daughter in their thirties, named Tang Yu.

Tang Yu is still young and lives in Rongcheng with her parents, but she has already shown her innate talent, and when she is old, she will inevitably embark on this cruel path of assassination.

"Kunlun Sword Immortal Gate, Body and Sword in One......" Doctor Sun asked his apprentice to open the thin line at Tang Muzhi's ankle and understand the situation with him.