Seeing the middle-aged man's reaction, the corners of Murong Fu's mouth curled slightly, as far as he knew, Zhang Zhaozhong was a man of the rivers and lakes on the surface, but in fact, he had already defected to the Qing court, and he was appointed as the assistant leader of the cavalry battalion, but he received the post of deputy commander, which was quite valued by Kangxi.

He compared the dead man with the middle-aged man in front of him, the former was just an ordinary martial arts practitioner, and his martial arts were sparse and ordinary, while the latter was extremely strong in martial arts, and he had obviously killed many people.

With these corroborations, Murong Fu thought about it for a while, and thought that the dead person was not the real Zhang Zhaozhong, but the middle-aged man in front of him was, combined with this person's reaction, he affirmed the guess in his heart.

Murong Fu's thoughts flipped in his heart, and he said, "The meaning is obvious, the so-called Senior Brother Zhang is not Zhang Zhaozhong at all, the real Zhang Zhaozhong is you." ”

As soon as these words came out, a trace of surprise and a hint of killing intent flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but it was only a flash, and his face returned to normal, "I don't know what you mean, if this son is fine, please leave as soon as possible, and I have to deal with the aftermath of my senior brother in the future, and I have no time to entangle with you." ”

"Heh, is it?" Murong Fu sneered, "If I say I know who this person is, do you believe it?"

The middle-aged man who was suspected of being Zhang Zhaozhong was slightly stunned, but to Murong Fu's surprise, his face quickly returned to calm, "Don't bother with the son, the person who kills will find out sooner or later, and then kill him." ”

"Dead duck has a hard mouth!" Murong Fu scolded secretly in his heart, he didn't expect this person to be so difficult, just like an old fox, his expression fluctuations were extremely careful, if it weren't for his six knowledge, it would be difficult to detect it.

Murong Fu confirmed Zhang Zhaozhong's identity, but he was even more puzzled in his heart, first, according to the rules of Xia Ke Island, whether it is inviting someone or boarding the ship, he will verify his identity, even if he is a subtle disguise technique, it will never escape the inspection, how did this little gossip door hide from the world?

Second, the man in black obviously wanted to kill Zhang Zhaozhong, but the real Zhang Zhaozhong lost his identity, did he already know that someone was going to deal with him?

Third, it is also Murong Fu's most puzzled point, this gossip sect is said to be a branch of Wudang at best, but in fact, it is just a small sect that does not enter the stream, why does it lead to the disaster of killing? Judging from the martial arts of the person who made the shot, he is not a guest from the Central Plains, so it must be the hand of Xia Ke Island or other islands, could it be that the Bagua Gate has any secrets?

In an instant, Murong Fu's mind was full of thoughts, and he was finally puzzled, and secretly shook his head and asked bluntly, "My son is very curious, who did you offend the 'head' of the gossip sect, and why did you want to kill you on the island." ”

The middle-aged man's complexion who was suspected of being Zhang Zhaozhong did not change in the slightest, and he glanced at Murong Fu fixedly and said, "Your Excellency is so nonsense and pestering to get to the bottom of it, and you are not welcome." ”

Murong Fu pushed the boat down the river, "Okay, this son wants to see what kind of unkind method you are." ”

The middle-aged man's face was stunned, as if he didn't expect Murong Fu to open his mouth like this, if he were someone else, he would have drawn his sword a long time ago, but the person in front of him had extremely high martial arts, and he had seen it before.

The people in the rivers and lakes are like this, knowing that they are invincible, they can't weaken their momentum on their lips, and immediately said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency really wants to be so aggressive?"

Murong Fu stared at him, and suddenly smiled, "Haha, I'll just make a joke, Mr. Zhang doesn't have to take it seriously." ”

Then he glanced deeply at the middle-aged man, turned around and left, without dragging his feet at all, as if the person who was pestering him was not him.

It wasn't until Murong Fu's back completely disappeared that another Bagua Sect disciple took two steps forward and said to the middle-aged man, "Master Zhang, how does he know that we ......?"

"Shut up!" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man, glared at him and said, "Let's go in and talk about it." ”

"This chivalrous island is really getting more and more interesting, a lonely island, but inextricably linked with the Central Plains, a strange flower that is extremely poisonous but can make people epiphany every ten years, a promising Qing court general, but the head of a little-known small sect came to this chivalrous island, and there were interesting things like assassination and bag dropping......"

Murong Fu paced leisurely, his heart went over and over what had happened in the past few days, obviously he had a premonition that something big was going to happen, but he couldn't figure out what the connection could be.

In addition, tonight, the old man surnamed Wen also mentioned the tasks that everyone needs to do on the island, all of which are to collect some kind of materials needed for casting, could it be that Xia Ke Island is really reforging the Heavenly Sword? But even if it is to reforge the Heavenly Sword, it will not need so many refining materials.

Murong Fu's thoughts turned around, and he couldn't guess what Xia Kedao was going to do, Ding Minjun followed him step by step, looking at his back from time to time, secretly distracted.

Back in the stone building, Murong Fu went straight to Xiao Zhao's room, Xiao Zhao was still asleep, he didn't bother, just took off his clothes and hugged Xiao Zhao to sleep.

At dawn the next day, Ding Minjun knocked on Murong Fu's door and reported that the two envoys had come to the Welcome Pavilion to deal with the murder case last night.

Murong Fu's heart moved, so he took Ding Minjun to prepare to take a look, and met Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min halfway, and the second daughter was also very bored, so she had to follow.

Not long after, Murong Fu and his entourage came to the stone building where the Bagua Gate was located, where a group of people had gathered, and most of the heroes who gathered last night were there, except for the Tianxu Dao people, He Zudao, and those Central Plains people who came to the island ten years ago, they were not present.

Now that the light is sufficient, everyone is standing more openly, and Murong Fu can also see everyone's faces clearly, but unfortunately, he doesn't know the identities of most of them.

It's no wonder that these sects are originally small, and Murong Fu never cares about them, not to mention that these so-called heads and sect leaders are also temporarily placed in place to die, and they are not famous on weekdays, even Shi Qing, Min Rou and other perennial people who have been in the rivers and lakes all year round may not know all of them.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, and looked in a direction in great surprise, where there was a young man in a white Confucian shirt and an extremely handsome and feminine appearance, it was Lin Pingzhi.

"The Huashan faction is also here?" Murong Fu was stunned, and it was Lin Pingzhi who came.

Immediately, a hint of surprise flashed on his face, if the Huashan faction received the iron card, according to Yue Buqun's character, he would definitely let a disciple go instead of him, and Lin Pingzhi was the best candidate.

"It's not just the Huashan faction," Zhou Zhiruo pouted, "You see, that's Mr. Mo of the Hengshan faction, the Tianmen Daoist of the Taishan faction, the Dingxian master of the Hengshan faction, the great yin and yang of the Songshan faction, and the people from the Wuyue Sword Sect are here." ”

Murong Fu looked in the direction indicated by Zhou Zhiruo, and saw a few people standing there, one of them was slender and had a withered face, wearing a green cloth gown, washed and white, the shape was very down, and there was an erhu hanging on his back.

There was a person next to him, this person had white hair, the heavenly court was full and generous, and the skin on his face was red, as if his skin was burned red by fire, but those who knew the origin of this person knew that this person was jealous and hateful, righteous and awe-inspiring, but his temper was extremely short-tempered, and his temperament was fierce, and he was the head of the Tianmen sect of Mount Tai.

A few steps away from the two, there was an old nun, dressed in a blue and gray monk's robe, with a kind face and an extraordinary bearing, but this person Murong Fu could recognize that it was the head of the Hengshan faction, Dingxian Shitai.

In contrast, Na Lehou looks much younger, about fifty years old, short and fat, with yellow and swollen face, but his eyes are bright and awe-inspiring, but this person is obviously the same as Lin Pingzhi, and he was also sent by Zuo Lengchan as a stand-in.

At this point, the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect made a judgment, Dingxian Shitai, Tianmen Daoist, and Mr. Mo Da were obviously unwilling to sacrifice their disciples, so they went to Xia Ke Island to die in person, while the Huashan faction and the Songshan faction sent their disciples to top the bag.

It is no wonder that the position of the five people is quite delicate, Hengshan, Hengshan, and Taishan are standing together, obviously reluctant to be with the other two.

"Everyone," at this time, Murong Fu heard Zhang San's voice in the field, with a bit of anger in his tone, "When you are far away in the Central Plains, I can still know your every move on Xia Ke Island, let alone on this Xia Ke Island, so since Long said that the murderer is among you, then he must be among you." ”

"Long?" Murong Fu was slightly stunned, and then suddenly it turned out that this Zhang San was a disciple of the Long family, no wonder the invincible son surnamed Long yesterday would call his third uncle, and he didn't dare to disobey his words, but why did Zhang San lie?

When the group heard this, they were dissatisfied, "Why do you insist that the murderer is among us, why do we want to kill the head of the Bagua Sect?"

"Yes, why, you Xia Kedao forcibly invited me to wait for some Laba porridge, I didn't have any good intentions, I think you killed people, and you will definitely kill us next. ”

"Brother Zheng is right, we might as well fight with them, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. ”

For a while, the group of heroes was very excited, and the two sides were tense, and there was a great posture of imminent explosion.

However, the disciples behind Zhang San and Li Si are not fuel-efficient lamps, although they all look like young men of one or twenty years old, but they are full of breath and faintly reach the first-class level, but when they saw them stepping forward in unison, they shouted "shut up" in unison, and the sound blew everyone's eardrums.

Only then did the group of heroes remember that it was Xia Ke Island right now, and the people on Xia Ke Island generally had extremely high martial arts, and if they fought hard, they and others were not necessarily opponents.

Zhang San seemed to see what everyone was thinking, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Ding Busi, who was the first to speak, "This Mr. Ding, I don't know why one of you wants to kill the head of the Bagua Sect. ”

"But I have something to advise you here," Zhang San paused, his expression slightly cold, "Xia Ke Island prohibits private fighting, once discovered, directly abolish the whole body strength, no matter what grievances you have, put it aside for the time being, or meet each other to find a remote location to solve it by yourself." ”