Chapter 168: Opening the coffin for an autopsy

Thursday Fang was gloating, Lin Quan implied sneer in his appreciation, and thought: Count your kid still have a few brains!

Some of the five elders were shocked, some were angry, some were puzzled, and some were worried, and they all turned to him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

One shouted: "Boy, what is the identity of our head of the house? What are you? You dare to refuse his old man's hard work!"

One sighed, "What the hell is in your head? I don't know what you think!"

A bitter woman persuaded her: "Brother, young man, think twice about what you say and do! How many people who practice martial arts on the rivers and lakes, not to mention worshipping under the old master's door, even if they step into the mountain gate of Liurumen, they will have to practice for several lifetimes, this is a once-in-a-lifetime good opportunity! If you miss this time, you will probably have nowhere to find it when you go all over the world with lanterns in the future......

At this time, Zhuang Mengdie's face was the most ugly, he closed his mouth tightly, squinted at Guan Qianjian, sneered for a while, and became angry for a while, which was very scary.

Guan Qianjian didn't dare to look at Zhuang Mengdie, and said to everyone: "Thank you for bothering me, I said, everyone has their own ambitions, and I can't help but come, I was born as an artist, and I was inadvertently involved in disputes in the rivers and lakes. You may not believe it, although I am a young man, I often have the heart of retreat, so the martial arts status on the rivers and lakes, no matter how magical and noble, will not make me have the slightest nostalgia! So I hereby implore Senior Zhuang to allow me to ......"

"You don't have to say it!" Zhuang Mengdie stretched out his hand to stop his words, "Although I, Zhuang Mengdie, am not good, I am not yet at the point of asking someone to learn art." But if you want to stay out of it, I'm afraid it's not so easy, the treasures of this door are also lost from your hands, and before the things return to this door, you don't want to leave freely!

After he finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves up, ignored the crowd, and walked out of the branch hall.

Seeing that this situation had been made, Zhou Fang was right, looking at Guan Qianjian and sneering, and the five elders also shook their heads.

Guan Qianjian was depressed on the surface, but he was very proud in his heart, and he couldn't help but compliment himself for a while. -- People have been scheming all over the place, and you have broken it with a small lie, why are you tired of the strife in the rivers and lakes, you can figure it out! I just don't think it's lively enough......

It's just that when I thought of Zhuang Mengdie's last "don't think of freedom" Yunyun, obviously I had the intention of adopting Thursday's suggestion to imprison him, and I couldn't help but feel gloomy.

At that moment, everyone followed Zhuang Mengdie, and left the branch hall, still taking the Yue family sword faction.

In the three days of the road, Guan Qianjian either fell behind the team, walked slowly, or opened the way in front, Zhuang Mengdie never exchanged a word with him, occasionally met his eyes, but also rolled his eyes, turned his head to avoid.

Guan Qianjian is happy to have little to do.

By noon on the fourth day, it was estimated that there were only twenty or thirty miles left from Yue's Mansion, and Lin Quan's Pegasus, who was sent by Zhuang Mengdie to inquire about the news, galloped back and reported: "Yue's Mansion has been burned to the ground!"

Zhuang Mengdie was shocked and asked, "Burned to the ground?" Are you sure it's Yuefu, isn't there a mistake?"

Lin Quan said: "The disciple was found according to the master's instructions, and he will never be wrong!"

Zhuang Mengdie was stunned and muttered: "So he is really no longer alive?" The foundation of the Yue Family Sword Sect for hundreds of years, Yue Song has always regarded it as more important than his life, if he is still alive, he will never bear to burn it......

Lin Quan said: "Two new tombs were found in the mountain behind Yue's house, and there were no inscriptions, and I don't know if it was the Yue Song brothers who were buried. ”

Zhuang Mengdie's eyes narrowed, and she asked with a shrewd light: "How new is the new tomb?"

Lin Quan said: "The weeds on the grave are sparse, and it is only more than a month at most. ”

Zhuang Mengdie nodded, thinking secretly: This is in line with the description of the surname Guan. After a little groaning, he ordered: "Go, take me to see." - The surname Yue, even if you really die, I will let you die again!"

Everyone wondered, "How can a man die again if he dies and is not resurrected?"

Only Guan Qianjian guessed that he must have opened the coffin for an autopsy, and once it was confirmed, he might have to be whipped up. Thinking of this, I was glad in my heart: "Fortunately, I kept an eye on it at that time, and I didn't bury Miss Yue's family and his father and uncle together." ”

Zhuang Mengdie took a large team of people and horses to the old place of the Yue family's sword sect, and at a glance, there were only ruins left. Immediately after rushing to the back mountain, he saw two new tombs in the distance, which were the same as Lin Quan's description.

"Stop!" Zhuang Mengdie stopped everyone and shouted, "Dig out the dead bodies inside for me!"

The five elders received the order, and each ordered the two disciples under the seat to go out and turn out the dead bodies in the grave in an instant.

The smell of corpses was sent along the mountain wind, and although there were hundreds of steps away, it was still disgusting. The five elders and all the disciples covered their noses and frowned, and controlled the horses to retreat.

Only Zhuang Mengdie's face did not change, not only did not retreat, but urged the horse forward.

The five elders had no choice but to lead the disciples to follow.

At that time, the weather was very cold, and although the Yue brothers had been dead for more than 30 days, their bodies had not yet decomposed, and their faces were still vaguely recognizable.

Zhuang Mengdie beat the horse until the bones were close, looked at it coldly for a long time, and never said a word. Suddenly, there was a "wow" sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone was in a hurry, and they all exclaimed, Zhuang Mengdie stretched out his hand, signaling not to make a fuss, and nodded slowly like no one else: "Sure enough, it's a thief surnamed Yue, hang the bodies of the two people on a tree for me, let them be buried in the belly of wild beasts and birds, and become lonely ghosts forever!"

Everyone saw that the head looked as usual, but they thought about how deep his internal strength was, and he was in a hurry to attack his heart, and he would be fine, so they didn't take it to heart.

Zhuang Mengdie saw that several young men had hung the corpses on the trees according to their orders, shook the reins, turned the horse's head and said, "Go back to the mountain!"

Five hundred iron horsemen rolled up the smoke and dust in the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

This way, Zhuang Mengdie became more and more sullen, not only to Guan Qianjian, but also to the five elders and Zhou and Lin, and never excused himself.

At this time, everyone inevitably had all kinds of speculations in private, and some said that Yue Song was very deeply insulted by Liurumen, and he died in such an unknown way, so that the head of the family had no chance to slash the enemy, and his old man must have deeply regretted it.

Some people say that Yue Song is also a master no matter what, although his death has removed a big trouble for Liurumen, but this Jianghu will be a lot lonely from now on. And for a top master like the head, it is still touching.

Of course, some people say that the old boss takes a fancy to Guan Qianjian as a talent and wants him to inherit the mantle, but he is shameless, which really hurts the old man's heart.

This statement was the last thing that came to everyone's mind, and it eventually became the reason why everyone agreed on it. I don't know when it began, almost all the Liuru disciples looked at Guan Qianjian's eyes, full of hatred and contempt, and some even spat on his back when he passed by, and they almost drew their swords and faced each other.

This day has arrived outside the city of destruction, and after three or four hours, you can reach the Liuru Gate. Guan Qianjian thought that he was about to face the fate of a prisoner, and he was worried that he was far behind the team.

Suddenly, he heard that he was riding well and rushed towards a closer place, Guan Qianjian looked up on his horse and saw that it was Lin Quan.

"Where is Brother Lin?" Guan Qianjian asked casually, the two horses intersected, and when he saw Lin Quan's face, he couldn't help but be taken aback: "What's the matter? Brother Lin was so sad that he wept!"

Although Lin Quan's eyes were red and swollen and his expression was sad, he was still as imposing as a rainbow and his movements were swift. He shook the reins, turned the horse's head, and roared, "Master is going to break, the old man said he wanted to see you!"

Without waiting for Guan Qianjian to react, he had already turned around and ran away.

Guan Qianjian asked about this "bad news", and he had mixed feelings for a while, but he stopped and was stunned on the spot.

Why did he see me when he was dying? Was it because he was afraid that no one would be able to lower me, so he lured me away? But if this is really the idea, he can send more people to take me hard, so why bother with this little skill of carving insects? Does he really mean to value me?

"Let's go, do you want us to take eight sedan chairs and beat gongs and drums?"

Guan Qianjian was thinking about it, but was interrupted by Lin Quan's shout, and then seeing that he was full of grief, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he had to follow behind, Pegasus went to see Zhuang Mengdie.

(PS: I moved today, I was busy all day, and I posted a little late, forgive me!) (To be continued.) )