Chapter 227 Understanding the Situation 1
Looking at the few people who left, the white-clothed Langjun suddenly felt pity, but in this kind of occasion, he had no choice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
picked up the hermit mountain monk and took him to the restaurant. The boss said very gently: "I said why I left suddenly, it turned out to be to pick up people." ”
As he spoke, he saw that the Hidden Mountain monk was really black and black, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he hadn't taken a bath for a hundred years, so he was busy preparing a room for him to bathe. As he spoke, he picked up the medicine box on the counter and wrapped his injured finger.
The bathing thing was naturally carried out by the white-clothed Langjun himself, because the nerves of the Hidden Mountain Monk had been greatly stimulated at the moment, so he seemed extremely nervous, and a sentence suddenly came out of his mouth I am the Hidden Mountain Monk.
In fact, the white-clothed Langjun was skeptical of the hidden mountain monk in front of him, because it was the first time he had seen such a situation, although it was mushy and dirty, but his body was still quite clean, because there was no smell rushing out. The white-clothed Langjun looked at the Hidden Mountain Monk who was gradually turning white, and began to pay close attention.
This man is in his forties, and his skin is strong, and these characteristics are all in line with the information that the old man has said before, and the silver bell should confirm that he is the Hidden Mountain Dweller. But there is one thing that I don't understand, that is, why did he paint himself so black? Is he afraid that people will recognize him?
The white-clothed gentleman thought of many reasons, but he couldn't determine a single reason, so he decided not to draw conclusions, and the answer would be revealed tomorrow. For now, it's better to bathe him and see if you can get anything out of his mouth.
He said, "Hidden Mountain Layman, you shouldn't be nervous now, right?"
The Hidden Mountain Monk was so comfortable with hot water that he almost fell asleep. He woke up when he heard the question of the white-clothed Langjun. In an instant, the cowardly and fearful situation disappeared, as if it had returned to its original state. At this time, he really looked Langjun in white up and down, and then thought about the vague memory he had given himself during the day, and completely believed that he was not a wicked person.
Only then did he say, "I'm fine." ”
Hearing the reply of the Hidden Mountain Resident, the white-clothed Langjun was really happy, as long as he spoke, he didn't worry that the matter would not be resolved.
"Senior, what's going on? Why is it like this?"
The Hidden Mountain Monk sighed and said, "That's a long way to go. ”
A year ago, I received a secret letter from a guest from the Tianshan Mountains, asking me to visit the Tianshan Mountains. In fact, it is to learn martial arts and study the key to meteor swordsmanship. Who knew that he met Dugu Jian through Suzhou, his blue and red swordsmanship was really powerful, I was not his opponent, so I was captured by him alive. He said that as long as I follow him and work for him, everything is negotiable, of course, I will not agree to 10,000. In the end, he took all my martial arts expenses and locked me up for a whole year. The place where I was kept was rather shady, and it was a water cellar where the water flowed. The water wasn't deep, but it was knee-deep. Until a month ago, they suddenly pulled me out and blackened my otherwise white skin. I don't know what they did it for, but I did know that they seemed to be giving me away as a gift. Yesterday, I slipped out while they were unprepared, but unfortunately no one came to their rescue, but this morning, they still found them, and cut off one of my fingers. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to let the white-clothed Langjun see.
After listening to the words for a long time, the white-clothed Langjun never heard the place where the Guan Yin Mountain monk was, and said, "Senior, where is the place where you are closed?"
The Hidden Mountain monk thought about it and said: "I haven't figured out this problem until now, we are all blindfolded in and out. ”
I didn't expect the enemy to be so cunning, but even a cunning fox would leak out. With the location of Huasheng Martial Arts Hall, it means that the traces of poisonous snakes are already obvious. At present, what needs to be clarified is what sect or someone is connecting with the people of Huasheng Martial Arts Hall, thinking of this, Baiyi Langjun feels that this problem should be solved easily, because, tomorrow, everything will fall into place.
At this moment, I took out the silver bell I picked up and shook it a few times, and the crisp bell sounded pleasant. When the monk of the Hidden Mountain heard that it was his own silver bell, he immediately turned to look at the silver bell and wanted to take it back, but the white-clothed Langjun saw that he attached so much importance to the silver bell and gave it to him, saying: "It seems that the seniors attach great importance to it, and suddenly I am very curious, please tell the seniors about its experience." ”
The Hidden Mountain Monk was very serious about this question, but at the request of the white-clothed Langjun's curiosity, he still told some of its secrets. "This silver bell is something I have always carried with me, because it was left to me by the most important person in my life. Back then, that is, ten years ago, in an environment with clear streams and thousands of flowers, Yuezi gave me a token of love. Originally, I had one on each of my left and right hands, and the bell rang all the time to accompany me, and we were so happy day after day, hoping that the land would not be old and the sky would not be barren, and it would never be like this, but unfortunately, the beautiful scenery did not last long, and Yue Zi suddenly became seriously ill, and finally died of hatred. That's the only thing left for me to be with. ”
"It's a pity, but I'm a little puzzled, why does a good person suddenly get sick?"
"For this problem, I looked for several Langzhong and finally learned that it was poisoned, and since then, I have been looking for clues, but unfortunately I have found nothing. ”
If this matter continues, it can only add pain to the Hidden Mountain Monk, so he changed the topic.
I heard that it was a pair of silver bells, but now there is only one, and the white-clothed Langjun wants to figure out what is going on. In fact, the white-clothed Langjun had already guessed that the other was undoubtedly to let Dugu Jian go, as for the purpose at that time, it can be imagined now that I think about it. But in order to confirm it, I felt it was necessary to ask. He asked, "Senior, there is only one silver bell now, and where is the other one?"
The Hidden Mountain Monk held the silver bell tightly and said: "After I was controlled, I was in a daze, as for when the silver bell disappeared, I really don't know, I don't know where it went when I was awake." By the way, I've been talking about it for a long time, where did you find it?"
The white-clothed Lang Junzai carefully explained the ins and outs of the matter, "The cause and effect of the incident is like this, it seems that our fate is really deep." ”
"I see, if it weren't for those people shouting, you wouldn't have looked for me. However, I'm curious, why did you find me, do you have something you want to know?"
The white-clothed gentleman had no choice but to tell the truth. "Don't hide it from your predecessors, a few months ago, two lamas snatched a sword forged from Ugin and fled from the Central Plains. However, as you say, I have cleared your name. In fact, a few months ago, we saw the robbed Ugin Sword in the Xiaoyao Palace, but we were struggling with what the robbed Ugin Sword looked like, this, no one can say clearly, in the end, without the slightest evidence, had to acquiesce, when there is evidence, we will unceremoniously go to the Xiaoyao Palace to recapture the Ugin Sword, to correct the martial arts. ”
The Hidden Mountain Monk clearly understood, it turned out that he had already let the people of the Xiaoyao Palace frame him, which was really hateful. However, the people of the Six Gate Covenant did this, and felt that they had done extremely inappropriate in this matter, and said: "Since you can confirm that the Ugin Sword is in the Xiaoyao Palace, then, the person was naturally killed by the people of the Xiaoyao Palace, and they should try their best to recapture it, why do you need to find any evidence, isn't this a superfluous move?"