In the mountains and forests five or six miles away from the hill where the Linglong Pagoda is located, Wu Zheng first bandaged his bloody left forearm with the hem torn from the long shirt on his body, and then sat cross-legged, meditating on Lingyun's footwork in his heart, and began to recover his physical strength and the true qi in his body.

When it recovered to six or seventy percent, Wu Zheng could only stop temporarily, because it was already dusk in the waning days, and if he didn't rush back to the city in time, he would inevitably be locked out of the city, thus delaying Tie Ning's appointment to go to Naolong Street in the middle of the message.

Looking at the dust whisk and iron Zen staff around him, Wu Zheng originally wanted to choose one of them as a weapon. After all, he suffered a bare-handed loss twice in a row, the first time was in the underwater dark hole of Wujiabao Water Snake Bay, facing Luo Jiutian, Wu Jixue, and Wu Jizong. So much so that his left shoulder was stabbed by Luo Jiutian and injured. This time the injury was more serious, and according to Wu Zheng's estimate, without half a month and twenty days, the injury on the left forearm would not have been intact.

It's just that considering that he is not a monk or a Taoist, and the characteristics of the two weapons in front of him are so distinct, it is really not suitable for him to take with him.

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Zheng finally decided to leave the iron Zen staff for the time being and bring it back to the city first. As for the dust of Wuyue Dao Chang, he could only give up. However, Wu Zheng was reluctant to go up, I don't know what material it is made of, but it is as tough as a steel wire.

So he lifted the iron Zen staff upside down in his right hand, and shoveled it with a crescent-shaped blade to the center of the one-foot-long handle of the dust. With a click, a piece of yellow gold leaf suddenly appeared in the handle that was split in two.

Surprised, Wu Zheng hurriedly reached out and picked it up.

The thin gold leaf is about the same thickness and size as a normal page, and there is actually handwriting on it.

Looking down and taking a closer look, it was half of the "Huang Ting Jing".

"Why is there only the top half, and why is it engraved on this page of gold leaf?"

The Huang Ting Jing is not an uncommon scripture. As the main sutra of Taoism, it can be found almost everywhere. Naturally, the scriptures of "Huang Tingjing" are not unfamiliar to Wu Zheng. But this ordinary "Huang Ting Jing" was engraved on gold leaf by Wuyue Dao, and hidden in the dust handle, which is really unreasonable. Therefore, Wu Zheng can't help but be suspicious.

After repeatedly looking at the handle that had been cut in two, nothing else was found. Wu Zheng had no choice but to put away the gold leaf engraved with the first half of the "Huang Ting Jing" and the slender but tough dust silk whisk, and carried the iron Zen staff of the Franciscan monk on his shoulder, and turned back to Jiangning City before the city gate closed.

Along the way, Wu Zheng didn't think about the strange "Huang Ting Jing" on the gold leaf, but kept thinking about another question. ——Who is the owner of the yin sound that came from the sixth floor of the Linglong Tower?

If you think about it carefully, the martial arts people I have come into contact with over the years are none other than Wu Jizong and Wu Gan of Wujiabao, the dead Wu Jixue, as well as Luo Jiutian and Taishi Liu Shiqing. Even if you count the deaf and dumb people whose martial arts have been abolished, and the disabled Master Huatou Tuo Xingyun of the Western Regions, there are only a few people who have come over.

But how to think about that voice that sounded somewhat familiar, Wu Zheng could be sure that it was definitely not the voice of the above people. At the same time, Wu Zheng can also confirm that he has definitely heard that voice somewhere.

Perhaps the man in the shadows deliberately changed his voice. ”

In the end, Wu Zheng could only find such a step for himself.

As for why the other party didn't show up from beginning to end. Wu Zheng also couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

Walking on the streets of Jiangning City, I still want to see Tie Ning before the appointed time. Or Wu Zheng of Xiaomei Xiaolan, before returning to the State Guest House, deliberately passed by the head of the four major families of martial arts, the first of the four major families of martial arts, the Dragon Street where the Tiefu is located.

Carrying an iron Zen staff on his shoulders, he wore a long shirt with no left sleeve and hem, and was covered in blood, and his left arm was obviously injured and bandaged. Wu Zheng's image will naturally attract the attention of all passers-by.

"Young Master. ”

Just as Wu Zheng ignored the onlookers and his eyes wandered around, he suddenly saw Xiaomei come out of the crowd, stretched out her hand to grab Wu Zheng's tattered robe, and dragged it to the side.

"Xiaomei. Where's Miss?"

"Come with me, Miss has something important to tell the young master. ”

At this moment, two street patrols from Jiangning Mansion came out of the crowd, and without saying anything, they held a long waist knife, surrounded one by one, and shouted in their mouths:

"Where are the gangsters, come with us to the mansion. ”

Wu Zheng didn't bring any official seal letter when he came to Jiangning Mansion, and he knew that it was not easy to deal with the two arresters in public. So he could only look at Xiaomei, meaning to let her follow behind him, thinking that he would wait until a secluded place to get rid of the two catchers around him.

Seeing this, Xiaomei, who was obviously scared, hurriedly took out a piece of black stuff from her arms and stuffed it into Wu Zheng's hand, and said eagerly:

"Young master, don't forget to go to the gate of Tiefu before the hour, you can enter with this card. Otherwise, Miss will suffer. ”

After speaking, he turned around and broke free from the hand of the catcher, and quickly got into the crowd and ran away.

Wu Zheng looked down and saw that what Xiao Meisai gave him was the iron sword order obtained from the disciple of the Sword Sect. Without waiting for the catcher to reach out and grab it, Wu Zheng was already in his arms, but he didn't stop one of the catchers from taking away the iron Zen staff on his shoulder.

Under the push of the two catchers, the three of them walked out of Haolong Street and turned into a relatively secluded street, Wu Zheng dragged his footsteps and ran straight to the direction of the State Guest House.

When Wu Zheng ran to the door of the guest house, was recognized by the deacon guarding the door, and stepped forward to give a deep salute and called him "Lord Wu", the two catchers came up one after the other, especially the catcher who was carrying an iron Zen staff, opened his mouth and panted, and was so tired that he couldn't speak.

"Presumptuous, this is Lord Yin Wu of Linshan Mansion. ”

I had already seen the subordinates of the Eight Governors bow down to the disheveled and bloodstained young man in front of him. Hearing this reprimand again, the two catchers hurriedly knelt on the ground and said that they had misunderstood.

"Wu, Lord Wu, is really a villain with no eyes and no beads. Zen, Zen staff, return, return to the big, adult. ”

Wu Zheng grabbed it casually, raised his feet and walked into the guest house.

"What's wrong?!"

Ning Yunju, who heard the movement, walked out and discovered the abnormality on Wu Zheng's body at a glance.

As Ning Yun entered the room behind him, Wu Zheng told all the experiences of the day in 1510.

"Hmph, audacious, lawless. ”

was obviously angered by Wu Zheng's experience.

"We must thoroughly investigate the officials of the Linshan Mansion to see who is reporting the news. ”

"It's nothing more than the long history of Zhu Hongming, the academic and political Chu Cunming, and the judgment of Zhao Jizhen. ”

"Chu Cunming has just been sent to the official, and he is a typical pedantic scholar, it won't be him. Zhu Hongming should be the most likely. Okay, I'll leave this matter to look into. (To be continued.) )