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"Okay, I don't want to lose, right? Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you. The person in front of Ling Muyu said: "Dali Xiaomin, Zhu Peimin." ”

After Ling Muyu recited this name a few times in his heart, he found that he had never heard of such a person anywhere. "Judging from the fact that he restrained me with his last move, how could such a character be unknown in the rivers and lakes?" couldn't help but ask: "What the predecessor said, is there a deception?"

Zhu Peimin smiled slightly and said, "We people are not from the rivers and lakes, you haven't heard of it, it's normal." As he spoke, he shot again, gently patted the acupoints on Ling Muyu's body, and said: "The shot is a little heavier, but I didn't expect your kid to have such a bad background, don't run anymore, you look like you've read a book, isn't it okay for us to sit down and talk about something slowly?".

Ling Muyu only felt a few warm yang qi coming from the other party, and the sharp pain in his abdomen was really relieved, and the acupoints were not untied, listening to Zhu Peimin talking like this, he was also helpless in his heart: "You were the first to strike, and it was you who couldn't help but say it indiscriminately, but now you are saying what to sit down and talk slowly, alas, what a strange person." ”

Ling Muyu slowly stood up, looked at Zhu Peimin, who was dressed as a strange uncle, and said, "Senior Zhu, can you let me ask first, whether Your Excellency and the likes of the Ferris Alliance are friends or enemies? If it is the former, then even if you want my life, I can only ask three questions. ”

Zhu Peimin was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said in admiration: "You young man has some backbone, but don't worry, I have a relationship with all the sects and forces you can think of." I am not a person in the rivers and lakes, of course, I am not a person in this public family today, if I really have to talk about it, then I am an ordinary person born and raised in Dali. ”

"Okay, Senpai. Ling Muyu quipped: "It's just that ordinary people don't have such good skills, no less than first-class players in the martial arts." ”

Zhu Peimin listened to it and said happily: "Yes, it seems that my ancestral craft has not been put down, not bad, not bad." Okay, kid, don't divert the topic, let's say, why are the disciples of Wudang here at this moment?"

Ling Muyu looked at Zhu Peimin's serious expression, obviously this matter was very important to him, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "This person attaches so much importance to my whereabouts here, could it be that he is with that mysterious brother and sister? If this is the case, after all, Sun Tianxi has done such things, and I will inevitably say the things that came with him, and it will inevitably be a matter of time, and it is also a waste of time to explain, so let's just learn the truth of Confucius's pen to delete the Spring and Autumn Period, and try it, whether they have anything to do with the wood carving. ”

"Hey, you kid's eyes are spinning around, what are you doing with your crooked brains?" I can tell you," Zhu Peimin pretended to be intimidating and said, "I only used eighty percent of my strength to point that finger before, and it was not a fatal point, if you have half a lie, don't blame me," he stretched out his finger and gestured around Ling Muyu's body.

"You can rest assured. Ling Muyu said: "Wudang disciple does what he says, since you are not a member of the Ferris Alliance, then I will naturally answer your doubts one by one." ”

"What I said before is all true, the younger generation has a friend, he is a member of the public family, he was tricked in the capital, and he had a complete attack in Fujian, and it is difficult to treat the medicine. My friend said that he met a mysterious scholar in the capital twenty-two years ago, and when he parted, the scholar gave him a small wood carving, which was in the shape of a sable, saying that if one day my friend encountered a trouble that he could not solve, or he could exchange this thing for a glimmer of life. Ling Muyu didn't say half a lie, but just said the truth selectively. "My friend is a degraded person, and he is riddled with poison, so I can only worry about his life. ”

"Twenty-two years ago, the Beijing Xiangshi mink woodcut?" Zhu Peimin repeated: "What kind of messy things, I have never heard of them, besides, you tell me what these things have to do with this Dali City and this place?"

Zhu Peimin's reaction was unexpected, but Ling Muyu didn't expect: "Could it be that Brother Bo'an's wood carving has nothing to do with these things?" Come to think of it, how can there be such a coincidence in the world, it's that I think it's too good." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh and replied: "These things naturally can't see anything, but one day, I inadvertently smashed the wood carving, but found that the wood carving was a hollow, and there was an old paper in it, on which there were eight vigorous and powerful small characters 'Good to cross the vicissitudes, I am a Buddha.' ’”

"Good at crossing the vicissitudes, my Buddha is immeasurable?" Zhu Peimin said, "That's right, it's these words," Ling Muyu said: "I thought that Dali has the Lancang River and the Wuliang Mountain, maybe it has something to do with the place written on the paper, so I rushed to Dali again, and hurriedly went up to this Wuliang Mountain in the middle of the night to investigate, but the luck was really bad, but I didn't find what I was looking for." Speaking of this, Ling Muyu said in his heart: "My own cultivation is not enough, and if I am unlucky, the fog is too big tonight, otherwise I may barely be able to go down to the Cangsong platform that the greedy wolf king said." ”

"It's kind of interesting. Zhu Peimin said, stretched out his hand to Ling Muyu and said, "Show me the old paper you took out of that woodcut." ”

"Okay, you don't see the real thing, you always don't believe me. Ling Muyu did not refuse, solemnly took out a small box from his arms, handed it to Zhu Peimin, and said, "You can be careful, this is not mine." ”

"It's been carefully collected, don't worry. Zhu Peimin opened the box, took out the paper in it, and opened it to see, but he was directly stunned on the spot, and muttered: "This!

"This is the handwriting of the head of the house!"

"The head of the family?" Ling Muyu wondered, and at the same time secretly rejoiced in his heart, "Could it be that luck is really so good, and I am crookedly beaten?"

It seems that from the moment he saw the handwriting, Zhu Peimin's attitude towards Ling Muyu had undergone a 180-degree change, and he asked respectfully: "This young man, I was offended before, you said that this thing was given by your friend twenty-two years ago, can you tell me more about the details of this?"

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