Although the Tibetan Soldier Gate has been closed, the disciples in the Zangbing Gate have not been out of touch with the outside world at all, and the reason is that the Tibetan Soldier Gate has not relaxed its spiritual culture in addition to caring about martial arts training, and Du Wusheng of the Tibetan Soldier Gate is the biggest hero.

At the foot of the mountain, a person wearing a hat and a Jianghu guest suit was hiding behind a big tree, looking like a thief with eyebrows and rat eyes, and after looking left and right to confirm that there was no one around, he was about to leave Wolong Mountain, but before he left far, he was stopped by a voice: "Du ......"

The face of the person wearing the Jianghu suit changed greatly, and before the other party could scream, he pulled out a soft sword from his waist and shouted: "Who!"

The bushes shook for a while, and the man pulled a sword flower, but the sword flower was only halfway over, and the blade of the sword stuck on the trunk behind him and could not move, and the man's hand suddenly hardened.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and came out of a bush: "If you are not used to soft swords, don't be a swordsman." ”

When the man saw that it was Bai Xiaosheng, he breathed a sigh of relief, gave up pulling out his sword, and arched his hand: "It turned out to be Mr. Xiaobai, it scared me." ”

Bai Xiaosheng didn't know if he had been by the shopkeeper's side for a long time, and began to unconsciously imitate the shopkeeper's behavior, in Bai Xiaosheng's opinion, if you want to understand a person, you have to understand his every move, and Bai Xiaosheng now wants to try to imitate the shopkeeper's every move to understand the shopkeeper's inner activities.

"It is said that the Tibetan soldiers are closed but they know the world, but although the Tibetan soldiers are self-sufficient, they have no extra money to buy information, so the only source of intelligence is to go out in person to get the information back. ”

Taking off the hat, Du Wusheng smiled bitterly: "As Mr. Xiaobai said." ”

"But I'm afraid it's not just that, right?" Bai Xiaosheng pointed to Du Wusheng's package.

Du Wusheng's expression was wonderful when he heard this, and then nodded gloomily: "It is worthy of being the person next to the deputy head, and he is like a god." ”

Du Wusheng turned around and pulled the soft sword off the trunk, and reached out to stroke the sword body: "This sword is the blade of a proud disciple of mine, he is a very literary and righteous child, if it weren't for the changes in his family, he might have become a chivalrous poet who wanders the rivers and lakes, and a child like this, such a good child, but because of the so-called Liyang Wei, he will not see anyone alive or dead." Saying that, Du Wusheng punched the trunk of the tree with resentment, and the protruding wooden thorns of the trunk pierced the palm of his hand, but this pain was less than one-ten-thousandth of the pain in Du Wusheng's heart.

"And there are four people like that. Bai Xiaosheng snapped his fingers under Du Wusheng's incredulity: "Hu Yuanshan, Chen Zhuhai, Nie Yiming, and ......" Bai Xiaosheng pointed to the soft sword in Du Wusheng's hand: "And your nephew, Du Qianchou." ”

Du Wusheng's face became serious: "What else do you know?"

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and waved his hand: "Let's find a place to talk slowly, for example, what do these four disciples look like? Maybe I can help you?"

......

That night.

The shopkeeper looked at the four portraits from the Baijia Village Flying Pigeon, all four of which were hung by a thin rope in the room, just like the style of the previous writer, each portrait was meticulous and lifelike.

The first one is a middle-aged man with a double hammer, with a serious look between his eyebrows, and at first glance he is a very serious type.

The second is a woman with a real eyebrow and a beautiful face, although a sword wound from the corner of her left eye to her chin spoils her beautiful face.

The third is a bald, round-faced young man with a soft face, which is believed even if he is a Zen disciple.

The fourth depicts a young man with his hair in a bun, with the hilt of a sword behind his back exposed on his shoulders.

"Sketch, ......" The shopkeeper looked at the familiar technology that did not belong to this era in front of him, and sighed that he had left some traces back then.

Bai Xiaosheng took down the portrait of the young man with his hair in a bun and compared it with the face of the dead man on the bed who pretended to be a brocade mouse: "This brocade rat has a really bad personality. ”

The shopkeeper frowned: "The question is why does this Du Qianchou pretend to be a brocade rat to find trouble with his own sect, and ......" uncovered Du Qianchou's clothes, originally to examine the corpse more carefully, but after opening the clothes, he found that the body under Du Qianchou's clothes was full of traces of stitching, and the bones became alien, and the part that was originally a rib became two iron plates embedded in the body, and the knee joints were twisted in disguise.

Bai Xiaosheng recalled the weird face touching the ground in the ring, and suddenly understood: "With this shape of joint, it's no wonder that it can make such a weird posture." ”

"I don't know what martial arts can be practiced to mutate people's bones. The shopkeeper frowned, recalling a lot of bad memories.

"I think it's better not to let the people who hide the soldiers see it. Bai Xiaosheng's face was ugly: "Although I promised Du Wusheng, I think Du Wusheng absolutely can't accept this answer." ”

Now the shopkeeper cares that since Du Qianchou is here, what about the other three people?

The shopkeeper looked at the staggered sutured wounds on the corpse, and suddenly got up: "It seems that the old friend left something terrible." ”

Bai Xiaosheng followed behind the shopkeeper: "Master, where are you going?"

The shopkeeper didn't look back: "Go to Songmen City and find an expert, but before I can do that, I need to verify something." ”

"Songmen City?" Bai Xiaosheng looked at the corpse and immediately understood: "Medicine Guanyin!"

The shopkeeper nodded: "I need something, you go and prepare it." As he spoke, he handed Bai Xiaosheng a piece of paper: "Also, you need to stay here." ”

Bai Xiaosheng: "???"

The shopkeeper spread his hands: "Don't forget what the dart master said, those guys who came back from the dead make me a little concerned, I need you to stay here and wait here until the dart master wakes up, ask for this information, only you have the ability to find me in the first place." ”

Hearing what the shopkeeper said, Bai Xiaosheng also had to stay, although it was more interesting to follow the shopkeeper's side, but now that he is a buddy, how can there be a reason for a guy to disobey his own shopkeeper? Besides, the shopkeeper's words are indeed reasonable, and Bai Xiaosheng has no reason to refute it, but Bai Xiaosheng doesn't want to give up: "But you are the shopkeeper, what if there is no buddy around?"

"I've already chosen this, instead of looking for it, it's better to let the brocade rat take the initiative to send the clue to the door. ”

Early the next morning, the shopkeeper found the old head of the Tibetan Soldier Sect and got straight to the point: "It just so happens that I have nothing to do recently, so let me practice the red and white disciple of your family?"