When Lin Yuantu was changing dramatically in Huayin County, he was coming at the foot of Huashan Mountain. The swordsman who came from the south of the pen and the pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly heard the shock, and his heart was tight: Isn't this Huayin Shuizhi County the old man of the Shui family, my son's grandfather? After careful inquiry, I learned that this Shuizhi County has not long been in office, and it is safe with the people, but it also has a good reputation, and I have not heard of any grievances with Shangguan or the people in the rivers and lakes, and I know that this father-in-law is from a big martial arts family, but he firmly believes in the difference between the government and the people, and he will not be disheartened until he runs into a wall everywhere, and he will not take the initiative to provoke the people in the rivers and lakes. And this headless case is obviously done by a martial arts master, and the master of the Shui family must have suffered from the pond fish. What about the city gate that caught fire? Lin Yuantu looked back at the dangerous peaks of Huashan Mountain in the mist under the spring light, and his eyes revealed a complicated meaning.

Lin Yuantu knew about the internal strife between the two sects of Huashan Sword Qi, and he vaguely understood that this was probably related to the fact that he had lectured and debated with the two elders of Huashan back then, and explained the "Sunflower Treasure Book" indiscriminately. Everyone will grow old, but they don't have to be old and virtuous. Huashan has been inherited for hundreds of years, and the ancestors are amazing and brilliant one after another, if you can rest assured in your own classics and inheritance, why not reach the innate realm of asking the way of heaven, and place the key to cultivation on the inheritance of others who only speak a word, but it is unspeakable.

In this matter, the Huashan faction and Shuizhi County are both related to their own families, and they can't be said, so Lin Yuantu acted resolutely, the first thing is to find Shui Bo.

Lin Yuantu was inconvenient to appear in the Huashan faction because of his association with the previous generation in Huashan, so he came to the prosperous place in the city and hired a helper to pretend to be from Fujian, and went to the Huashan faction to find Shui Bo. Shui Bo has been treated as a guest in Huashan in the past few days, but there has been no accurate word about investigating the case and taking revenge, which makes him anxious. On this day, a person with an obvious local accent came with a message from Fujian, and hurried down the mountain to meet Lin Yuantu. Lin Zhennan and Shui Ling'er's marriage, Shui Bo knew about it, although he felt surprised, he had a good impression of Lin Zhennan, so he had a kind of family affection for Lin Yuantu, who had never been masked.

When Shui Bo, a witness to the incident, spoke in detail, Lin Yuantu gradually sketched the outline of the perpetrator.

That night, Shui Bo waited for the master to rest in the study, and when he was about to turn off the lights and go out, he found a black shadow flashing in the courtyard. When he returned to the east wing where he lived, he was hit by a wooden stick in the back of his head, and there was a special fragrance left in his nose, which seemed to be high-end sandalwood that had been burned for many years. When he woke up, the master had been killed, but when he was reined in, he found that the master's head was cut after death, and the thief's hand was not neat, and the wounds were uneven. The master's fatal wound was a blunt blow to the chest, which, combined with his own experience, looked very much like the marks of a stick.

This must be a temptation of Huashan, and such a temptation has to hide its head and show its tail, which is mostly done by famous and decent families. Lin Yuantu was raised by the red-sleeved monk, and the red-sleeved monk was born as a great eunuch in the palace, and he had seen the most magnificent characters use the most dirty tricks, and he also had no awe of the virtues of the so-called famous families because of the influence of his adoptive father, especially after successfully playing Huashan Old Man when he was a teenager.

Before the battle of sword qi in Huashan, there were many masters, many talents, inheriting the Hao Da channel system of the Quanzhen Sect in the north, and there were many capable people and strangers collected by Jiajing Ye when he worshiped the Tao, and he was in the middle of the day, even if he was in trouble now, there were only two people who dared to attack it so hard, or the rising star Songshan faction in the Wuyue Sword School, or the Shaolin faction in the rivers and lakes who were panicked and uneasy because of the imperial court. Especially the high-end Buddha incense sandalwood, good at making sticks, and even the lower courtyard of Putian, Fujian Province was burned after the year, and the demon sect forces went south to gain a foothold and ignored it, and the figure of the Shaolin faction could no longer be hidden.

Of course, everything is speculation, but you might as well pull out the Shaolin faction as a temporary shield. Sitting up and standing, Lin Yuantu immediately wrote a threatening letter anonymously, and spent money to send Master Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple to open it in person.

The road is far away from people, not to mention the distance between Huashan and Shaolin Mountain, Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, is in the abbot's room, holding a letter in his hand, silent, and a sturdy monk next to him is restless, staring at the abbot with his eyes, but he does not dare to make a sound, it is Fang Sheng.

"Who wrote this letter?" and when Master Fang Zheng put the letter aside, Fang Sheng couldn't wait to ask Senior Brother.

"It shouldn't be the handiwork of the Songshan faction, nor will it be the practice of other sects, these people are eager to watch all the time, judging from the tone in their hearts, they look like relatives and friends of the county order. Master Fang Zheng didn't look at Fang Sheng, but just groaned.

"What then?" Fang Sheng immediately answered.

"Without ironclad evidence, how can a lonely person dare to offend my Shaolin, even if it is spread in the rivers and lakes, can anyone dare to agree with this statement openly? Even if it is Huashan Ning Dayong, I am afraid that he just wants to calm things down, and he is afraid that he is looking for someone to be a scapegoat. Between Master Fangzheng's words, among the little abbots, there seemed to be a ghostly shadow. Suddenly, Fang Sheng seemed to have returned to the years when he was reckless and reckless, drinking and killing people before he became a monk.

Suddenly, as soon as this qi was collected, Master Fangzheng recited another Buddha name: "Amitabha, but my Buddha will not allow anyone to slander!" A kind of Ming Wang's anger rose again.

On that day, Master Fang Sheng went down the mountain again when he returned to the temple for only a month, but he changed his clothes, and he was a master and virtuous.

A few days later, when I came to Huayin County, I first visited Huashan Ning Dayong, and declared that I was willing to work with the Huashan faction to solve the murder of Shuixian Zun, the Huashan faction and the Shaolin faction are both responsible factions in the martial arts. When the news came out, the Wuyue Sword Sect had senior disciples coming at the same time, the Taishan faction, the Hengshan faction, the Hengshan faction, and the Songshan faction gathered in Huashan, and even the Wudang faction also had high-ranking people coming.

Lin Yuantu watched this farce with Shui Bo at the foot of the mountain, and he couldn't help but think of the scene that happened in the old hero's mansion in Fuzhou a month ago: In the rivers and lakes, justice is really the first, the truth is the second, it involves the family inheritance and the power of the sect, what truth is innocent, who cares. This Ning Dayong is not a mediocre person, doesn't he know that there must be an inside story? Or don't dare to investigate it at all, how much worse is this than the old hero of Fuzhou who succumbed to slavery?

Emotion is emotional, in the face of the joint efforts of the six major factions, this case must be what they say, the Shaolin faction wants to seal people's mouths naturally has his vertical and horizontal shut-ups, and the truth must also be in Lin Yuantu's view: a notorious demon sect master has an anti-will to the imperial court, killing officials and provoking, and the demon sect master will inevitably be named this notoriety.

Therefore, Lin Yuantu does not want the fact that his father-in-law was killed to be revealed to the world, but only seeks revenge and blood for blood. And who is the so-called enemy, that Shaolin Fang Sheng, as the inevitable insider of this matter, is not the abbot himself, he is the person who did it himself, and now Fang Sheng can't wait to jump out by himself, which is exactly the same as his earliest guess, and there is no doubt at this time.

Lin Yuantu instructed Shui Bo to buy a few gifts for carrying white things, and he disguised himself as a few people mixed with the salutes, and Shi Shiran went to Huashan, where all the masters gathered.

There were not many disciples on Huashan, most of them were servants, and as Ning Dayong's daughter and eldest disciple, Ning Zhong and Yue Buqun, the two young men, were busy with two inline balls, and they couldn't find a clue at all. It's just that although the two of them are busy, they can't help but laugh when they see Ning Dayong's smile in their hearts for the first time in months, and they don't know that at the first gathering of the six major factions in decades that will take place on Huashan, Lin Yuantu, an uninvited guest who just came south a month ago, has arrived.

In order to avoid the danger of Shui Bo, Lin Yuantu found another hiding place after going up the mountain, which was Ning Zhongze's boudoir.