Chapter 19 Chapter Nineteen Returning to the Old Land

Feng Xinglie arrived in Wuchang before noon. As soon as he entered Wuchang, he felt the unusual atmosphere there. There are many martial arts characters on the road. Some of them are from the eight factions alliance at a glance, while some are members of gangs or gangsters, making the atmosphere like a bowstring tightened. Feng Xinglie avoided the main street, and asked for a poorly equipped room in a remote inn. He came to Wuchang to find someone and asked him to return a knife. This knife is related to his future hope. After having breakfast in the room, he began to meditate, allowing the true energy in his body to spread throughout his body.

Although Pang Ban's palm recovered nine successes, it was still no small matter. Up until now, his body seemed to have fully recovered, but he still couldn't gather his true energy. As long as a few strong men came, he could be easily knocked out. uniform. Suddenly there was a sound of shouting and cursing from the next door. Feng Xinglie woke up with a start and listened carefully. The waiter who brought him to the room scolded: "His grandma looks sick, if he doesn't know how to get up and get out tomorrow, I'll throw you outside, don't say I didn't warn you."

Feng Xinglie's heart moved, he pushed the door and walked out, just in time to meet the shop waiter with an angry look on his face, and asked: "Why is the little brother so angry?" The waiter in the shop saw Feng Xinglie Feng was handsome and handsome, so he didn't dare to neglect, he raised his finger and pointed behind his back and said: "This man fell ill and fell into bed as soon as he arrived, and he has no money to pay the rent. I threw him out earlier, but I can't go on like this forever." Feng Xinglie sympathized with Nian Dasheng, immediately paid off the rent owed for the patient, watched Xiao Er leave before entering the room.

Lying on the bed was a young man with a bloodless face, his eyes were weakly looking at Feng Xinglie, a strange look flashed in his eyes, he didn't know whether it was gratitude or hatred. Feng Xinglie came to the bedside, "Hey" and said: "My friend is from Wulin, but he suffered an internal injury." The man closed his eyes, as if he had no interest in Feng Xinglie at all, nor was he surprised by Feng Xinglie's brilliant eyesight. Feng Xinglie felt bored, so he wanted to go back to his room and continue to work hard, but just as he turned around, the man coughed violently.

Feng Xinglie couldn't help but turn his head back, only to see that the man coughed until his chest was covered with black blood. The man's eyes were closed and he seemed to faint. Feng Xinglie frowned, his heart moved, but he said: "It's so pitiful, let me find a doctor to see you!" As he said this, he left the room, just as he stepped out of the corridor, his eyes lit up. A tall girl, no older than twenty, dressed in black and white, with a pretty face and a small yellow chrysanthemum in her hair knot, stood pretty at the end of the corridor, smiling and waving to him.

Feng Xinglie almost thought that his eyes were dazzled, but when he looked closely, the girl was indeed still waving to him. Feng Xinglie pointed to himself. The girl nodded with a smile, her expression was cute, she was as unscrupulous as playing with a familiar friend, making people feel that she was a willful, mischievous and daring daughter. Feng Xinglie couldn't hold back his curiosity, and walked towards her.Standing about four feet in front of her, the girl put her fingers to her lips and made a gesture of silence. She raised her toes and raised her body. She glanced over Feng Xinglie's broad shoulders. After the closed door, the young man who suffered internal injuries stretched out his hand to grab Feng Xinglie's sleeve.

Feng Xinglie shrank naturally, but was still grabbed by her. He had lost his martial arts skills, so of course he couldn't escape her swift hand. The girl didn't have any malicious intentions, she just pulled him around the corner, but what she did by casually pulling the man's sleeve was shocking. The girl let go of her hand and asked nervously, "What's wrong with that man? Is it true that he can't move?" Seeing her innocent and pleasant demeanor, Feng Xinglie had a great affection for her. He himself is a rebellious person by nature, so he rebelled against the evil sect.She smiled and said, "If the girl wants to deal with that person, it's best to get rid of that idea!"

The girl's face turned cold and she said, "Did you help him?" Feng Xinglie frowned and said: "That person pretended to be injured, and also had a mean face, one could tell at a glance that he was a man with evil intentions, how could I help him?" The girl was startled, and lost her voice and said: "It's really a fake, this dead thief wants to lure me out." Xuan You wondered: "Seeing that you don't know martial arts, how do you know whether his injury is fake or real?" Feng Xinglie said: "Although I don't know martial arts, my eyesight is not so poor that I can't even tell whether the blood he spit out is human blood or chicken blood." The person was hiding the sword inside, and he felt the murderous intent, so he became suspicious, and only then did he see that the other party was playing tricks.

The young girl's delicate body trembled slightly and she said: "What a cunning and cunning Master Swordsman, who wanted to plot against me, Gu Qianlian. Fortunately, I am blessed with great fortune." With a turn of her eyes, she pulled up Feng Xinglie's sleeve with one hand, and begged softly: "You Can you do something for me?" Feng Xinglie was a bit ridiculous, but the other party's words, gestures, and gestures all seemed to be from the heart, which was natural, but it was difficult for him to feel disgusted.He sighed and said, "If I want to be your accomplice, I'm sorry I can't do anything."

Gu Qianlian grabbed his hand, stuffed a small pill into his palm, and said as a matter of course: "It's very easy, as long as you mix this small pill into medicine or water, and drink it for him, he wants to pretend If you are sick, you can't refuse to drink water and take medicine, you don't want me to be harmed by bad people, do you?" Her hands are soft and boneless, plump and warm, it is hard to refuse. Feng Xinglie wanted to push Xiaowan back into her hand, but Gu Qianyun retreated alertly. He raised the small pill, brought it to the tip of his nose, and said with emotion: "This is the Seven Poison Pill, who is the girl from Shuangxiu Mansion?"

Gu Qianlian's pretty eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it: "Who are you to recognize our Seven Poison Pills?" Of course she didn't know that Feng Xinglie was a traitor of the Xieyi sect that had a close relationship with their Shuangxiu Mansion. With a flick of Feng Xinglie's nails, Xiaowan flew towards Gu Qianlian, but she had no choice but to reach out to take it back, but she was already so angry that her mouth growled. Feng Xinglie smiled and said: "I'm sorry! I don't want to get involved in your grievances." Gu Qianlian moved her pretty face closer, looked at Feng Xinglie again, looked at Feng Xinglie like a monster, then raised her sleeves, and slowly grabbed Feng Xinglie with her slender hands. Feng Xinglie saw that she couldn't move her fingers and vaguely blocked his counterattack route, he was very surprised, this girl's martial arts is so high that she can be included in the forest of first-class masters, why did she use tricks and tricks to deal with that tricky person? This gentleman has higher martial arts skills? Gu Qianlian's slender hand turned from slow to fast, and suddenly grabbed Feng Xinglie's left hand, and her inner strength pierced through her fingertips, sealing several acupuncture points of him. Feng Xinglie's whole body went numb, and he fell towards her. Gu Qianlian stretched out her left hand to support his shoulder. From outsiders, it looked like a pair of bold young men and women, making out in public. Two streams of zhenqi, one cold and one warm, invade the body from the grip and shoulder respectively, and swim through the main veins of the whole body in an instant. Gu Qianlian put her small mouth close to his ear and said: "It turns out that you suffered a serious internal injury, so you lost all your martial arts. Tell me your real name, and I can tell you whether the internal injury can be cured." Feng Xinglie was about to answer. Gu Qianlian frowned suddenly, quickly slapped Feng Xinglie, unsealed his sealed acupoints, and retreated, turned upside down, stepped on both feet, flew up to the eaves like a swallow, disappeared in a blink of an eye, but the wonderful posture remained. In Feng Xinglie's mind. The sound of the wind came from behind, Feng Xinglie felt a figure flicker in the corner of his eyes, when he turned his head, Diao Piqing, the Charming Sword Master, had already swept towards the direction where Gu Qianyun disappeared, but there was no figure. Feng Xinglie thought for a while, then went back to his room to pack his bags, it's really not suitable to stay in such a place for a long time. Han Family Mansion in Wuchang. It was already dark at this time, and a figure climbed over the wall in the remote part of the east of the house, without stopping, then went to the utility room and granary in the west of the garden, skillfully opened the door of the granary, and slipped in. In the darkness, his figure did not stop, as if it was still daytime. At the farthest end from the door, he rose up from the ground without a sound, and jumped gently into a small attic on the top of the granary. It turned out to be a place for storing sundries. Leave footprints. The man whistled and said proudly, "Fang Yeyu, Fang Yeyu, if you want to break your head, you won't think of me hiding here." It turned out that Han Bai had changed into a new suit. Although it was made of coarse linen, it had the heroic spirit of a generation. In Wuchang, there is no place he is more familiar with than the Han Mansion, and another advantage of the Han Mansion is that it is in the opposite position to the party represented by Fang Yeyu. The Han family has scruples. Han Bai's choice fully demonstrated his scheming after absorbing Chi Zun's belief in the demon seed. He lay down comfortably, and couldn't help but think of the Han family. After all, this is the place where he has lived for more than ten years. Thinking of what happened these days, it really feels like a world away. How is Fifth Miss Ning Zhi doing?When she betrayed him that day, she refused to admit that she gave him the embroidery, which made him ache when he thought about it. Can the second lady Huizhi get Ma Junsheng's love?If Ma Junsheng is really the one who framed him, how can Hui Zhi trust him for life? All these thoughts troubled him so much that he sighed heavily, and suddenly remembered that Fang Yeyu was still carrying Fang Yeyu's heavy three-eighth halberd on his back. The door of the granary was gently pushed open. Han Bai became very curious, and looked down at a small gap in the utility room, just in time to see a figure of a man flashing into the warehouse, but he did not close the door, leaving a narrow gap. Han Baiyun concentrated his eyes, and the dark granary immediately brightened up. Yang Si, the second housekeeper who bullied him before, stood by the door, looked out from the only narrow gap left, and murmured, "Why don't you come?" Han Bai wondered, who is Yang Si waiting for, so sneaky and secretive? Yang Si suddenly turned his head and walked between the two piles of rice bags piled up like a mountain. He raised his head, and Han Bai almost jumped up in fright. Fortunately, Yang Si's pair of mouse eyes looked blankly at the roof, which made him wake up. The other party just looked up and thought about something, instead of seeing him. The expression on the face of the domineering second housekeeper of the Han family flickered, and he was very preoccupied. The door suddenly opened and closed, and a figure floated in. This time Han Bai was really taken aback, the later people must be very clever in lightness kung fu, otherwise why couldn't he hear the sound of footsteps or piercing the air at all? Han Bai took a look at it attentively, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment. The person who came was actually a petite young beauty with a pretty face like a flower, a pair of long and charming eyes, extremely lovely. Yang Si didn't know anyone came in until this moment, and murmured: "You can dance with your palm, you can dance with your palm!" The woman hid behind Yang Si prettyly, stretched out her finger and flicked Yang Si's earball. Yang Siying turned around happily, and shouted, "Miss Yi, you're here!" Han Bai was stunned, no wonder this woman is so good at lightness kung fu, she is Yi Yanmei, the "palm dancer" who is one of the three generals under the black master "Poisonous Hand" Gan Luo, he had heard about her beautiful beauty in the Han residence The deeds of being as poisonous as snakes and scorpions, I didn't expect to bump into them here unexpectedly tonight. Why did these two irrelevant people secretly meet here? Yi Yanmei took two steps back, and said softly: "Yang Si, next time I hear you calling my name in private, I will cut off your tongue." Han Bai, who was peeping down from the attic, was taken aback. The woman's voice was deep and pleasant, but the content of her words was so ruthless. Yang Si's expression changed, he trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "Damn the villain! Damn the villain!" Yi Yanmei said sweetly again: "However! If what I tell you is done properly, you can call me whatever you like!" Yang Sixi said: "Aren't you lying to me?" Yi Yanmei said angrily: "Who is going to lie to you?" Han Bai sighed in his heart, what kind of role are you, Yang Si?Another thought arose again, why did Ganluo want Yi Yanmei to control Yang Si? Yang Sidao: "Now that matter has a very significant development." Yi Yanmei's beautiful eyes lit up and she said: "Don't be tricky, just tell me!" Yang Si said in a serious manner as if he had found an opportunity to perform: "When the news of the death reached the ears of the Changbai Immortals, the Immortals walked into the quiet room without saying a word. Feng people go, after Xie Feng came out, he came to Wuchang with a few first-class masters from the Changbai Sect, and they will arrive in these two days, but I don't know if they will also step on us." Yi Yanmei said with surprise: "It seems that after careful consideration, the Immortal Immortal still chose not to hesitate to turn against Shaolin, but also to investigate the real culprit of this bloody case." Yang Si was surprised and said: "The real culprit has been found long ago! That short-lived Han Bai was arrested and sent to death row, and even a confession was made." Han Bai above heard his teeth itch, and really wanted to eat a piece of Yang Si's flesh. Yi Yanmei smiled and said: "Only ignorant children believe such nonsense, don't talk about it, tell me what's new about Ma Junsheng?" Yang Sidao: "For fear that the incident would become bigger, the Shaolin faction resorted to their trump card. The 'Sword Monk' who was second only to Monk Wuxiang and Monk Buwen, the head of the sect, would deal with it personally. , to suppress the people of Changbai." Yi Yanmei sneered and said: "Except for the magician Pang Ban and Fu Yu Jian Lang Fan Yun, who can calm others, and how can they not give up?" After a pause, she asked again: "How is the situation here in the Han Mansion?" Han Bai immediately pricked up his ears, so as to listen to the current situation of his family of martial arts that has lived for more than ten years. When Yang Si talked about the affairs of his "home", he was extremely elated and frothed and said: "Han Tiande is so worried that he is haggard all over, but he seems to have a certain secret agreement and agreement with Ma Junsheng, try to keep the incident as far as possible The sequelae are reduced so as not to damage the peace of the Eight-Faction Alliance." Hearing that he called his master Han Tiande by his name directly, Han Bai showed no respect, his heart was filled with murderous intentions, and he was shocked again. Why did he have the idea of ​​killing? Yi Yanmei's soft voice came into Han Bo's ear again and said: "The harmony of this ghost alliance is definitely hurting, oh! Has that damned old ghost Han Qingfeng come back? With a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, the situation will become more complicated when you come back." Yang Sidao: "Han Tiande has sent people to look for him, but there is still no news. Miss Wu has been ill again these days, and Han Tiande is very anxious." Yi Yanmei suddenly said: "Turn your back!" Yang Si was stunned, and said in astonishment: "What?" Yi Yanmei said angrily, "I told you to turn your back on you!" Seeing Yang Si tremblingly turning his back, Han Bai felt pitiful and ridiculous, since he was afraid that someone would kill him without making a sound, why did he step into this powder trap by mistake.Xuan was relieved, old Jianghu like Yi Yanmei naturally had suitable methods to make small characters like Yang Si have to submit. The figure below flashed, and Yi Yanmei walked through the door early. The door opened and closed, and there was no sound at all. Yang Si waited for a while, but seeing no movement, he called out tentatively: "Miss Yi!" Of course there was no response afterwards, Yang Si turned around and said disappointedly: "Let's go now, one day, I will..." Suddenly he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, apparently remembering Yi Yanmei's announcement just now that he wanted to cut her. A warning to drop his tongue. Yang Si stepped on the ground and groped for a while, and after a while he exclaimed happily: "Yes!" He lifted a heavy small bag from the ground, and there was a sound of metal rubbing inside. Han Bai was stunned, this Yi Yanmei is not only good at lightness kung fu, but her hands and feet are also amazingly fast, I didn't know that I put down a bag of things just now, if I have a chance to meet her, I must be more vigilant, otherwise I will be fooled if I die Ghost, although I have absorbed Chi Zunxin's demon seed, it is only a basis for making myself a super master. Whether I can reach Chi Zunxin's realm is still a dream at this stage. Yang Si below exclaimed in surprise: "There are ten taels of gold here, which is enough to make money. Let's see if that flirt Xiaoju dares to underestimate me." Said happily and went. Han Bai thought to himself: This guy can't help whoring and gambling, so he can easily be bribed. Xuan thought again: Yi Yanmei inquired about Xie Qinglian's killing just now, but she only focused on the situation in Changbai, Shaolin and Han Mansion, but she was not nervous about why Xie Qinglian was killed. What evil intentions are hidden in it?It stands to reason that Gan Luo would not be so stupid as to intervene in this matter, which would only cause trouble, unless he had the ambition to deal with the Eight Factions Alliance. Thinking of this, a flash of light flashed in my mind. He grasped the whole situation. It is not Ganluo, but Pang Ban, who has to deal with the Eight Factions Alliance. Ganluo is just a tool to be used. If the Eight Factions Alliance is torn apart because of this incident, the fisherman who sits and watches the battle between cranes and clams will benefit. His mind became more and more busy. Suppose he reversed his position and stood in the position of Pang Ban, Fang Yeyu, Gan Luo and others, how would he deal with this internal incident of the Eight Faction Alliance?Not only will he not do anything, but he will try his best to make the Eight Factions Alliance not feel their existence, so as to prevent the Eight Factions from suppressing the internal struggle due to foreign aggression. Therefore, Yang Si has become a useful chess piece, enabling them to control development of the whole thing. Thinking of this, my peaceful heart can no longer calm down. Just now Yang Si said that Han Ningzhi was ill, did he know if he was seriously ill? Han Bai hung the three-eight halberd on his back again, and left the warehouse. He is an old horse who knows the way, and he is familiar with it at a young age. After a while, he came to the small building where the fifth lady Han Ningzhi's boudoir was located. Under the cover of vegetation, he sneaked behind the little coat and looked in through the window. Beside Han Ningzhi's bed, a middle-aged woman was sitting in a chair, lowering her head and doing needlework. Han Bai shrank back in fright. Just now, he deliberately listened carefully to the movement in the room outside the window, and only heard Han Ningzhi's breathing, but he couldn't hear anyone else in the room, so he turned pale with shock. He couldn't hear the voice of the middle-aged woman in the room. On the one hand, it was because of the long and slow breathing of the other party. The more important reason was that he had subjectively determined that Han Ningzhi was the only one in the room, so he was negligent. This also shows that although he has absorbed part of the experience from the demon species, he still has problems from time to time due to his own prejudices. This middle-aged woman has a beautiful face, but her cheekbones are slightly high, she looks like a young lady from a wealthy family, but she is dressed in gray cloth and plain clothes, making people feel that she has nothing to do with wealth and copper. She must be a master, who is she?What are you doing with Han Ningzhi? The sound of footsteps came from the front of the small building, and after a while, someone called softly outside the room: "Auntie! Auntie!" The middle-aged woman stood up, opened the door and said, "Jun Sheng! What's the matter! Ning Zhi fell asleep." Han Bai's heart was shocked, and his murderous intentions arose. It was Ma Junsheng who put him in prison, which made him change his mind of leaving immediately. Han Ningzhi's voice sounded weakly: "Aunt Yunqing, is Brother Sheng here?" The woman called Aunt Yunqing said in a low voice: "She is awake, you go in!" After saying that, she avoided the room, and closed the door after Ma Jun's voice entered.Just this little action showed that the relationship between Ma Junsheng and Han Ningzhi was quite unusual. Han Ningzhi in the room called out: "Brother Sheng, it's very kind of you to come to see me so late." Ma Jun said softly: "I am thinking about your illness, how can I sleep?" Han Ningzhi was moved and said: "Tomorrow you have to deal with people from the Changbai faction, how can you do it if you don't have enough energy?" Ma Jun said: "The matter of your Han family is the matter of my Ma Junsheng. Besides, Han Bai pleaded guilty again. How can the people of Changbai sect come here unreasonably." Han Bai, who was eavesdropping outside the window, froze. Ma Jun said that this son has done all kinds of bad things, but he can still speak so righteously and righteously. He is not a villain, how can he have such a rare "cultivation". Han Ningzhi whispered: "For you, I am willing to do anything." When Han Bai was about to continue listening with his ears raised, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and he looked back desperately.