Chapter 189 Why bother?
Chapter 189 Why bother?
Others might not recognize him, but those who unfollow him will—that's Junior Uncle.
Like everyone else, He Lingyun was somewhat bewildered.
But when Old Master Qu stepped forward, Old Master Weng also stepped forward, because he was afraid that Old Master Qu would die!
At his age, he stormed out in a rage, looking like he was about to kill someone. Who else would follow him if not him?
"The Ghost-Slaying Chieftain of Zhenhu?"
The surrounding crowd was surprised again. Had the Ghost-Scared of Zhenhu Division also arrived?
What day is today!
Weng He coughed lightly twice, clenching his fist: "I told you all before that the martial world isn't easy to navigate; it's full of deceit and backstabbing. This place is a trap waiting for you to fall into! Didn't you almost fall in?"
Weng He's sarcastic remarks instantly brought everyone back to the incredibly familiar Zhenhu Division!
The authentic Zhenhu Division!
The nickname "Ghost-Fearer" wasn't given lightly. Although dealing with Ghost-Fearer was the most troublesome thing about going to Zhenhu Division in the past, upon closer reflection, when Ghost-Fearer was around, he would give a few reminders every year, which helped avoid a lot of headaches.
Later on, no one in Zhenhu Division was like Guijianchou.
But it seems there are even more problems, and dealing with these problems requires even more manpower and resources from Zhenhu Division.
Ultimately, when Guijianchou was in power, Zhenhu Division wasn't all that bad.
On the contrary, there are some things that people miss.
Weng He continued, "Look at you sect leaders! What did you say before? Stop getting involved in this mess. You're not exactly bright enough to begin with, and this mess is specially prepared for you. They'll put on whatever you want to see! And you're still clinging to the idea of sending someone to the position of martial arts alliance leader!"
Old Master Weng's words were practically a direct and blatant attack.
Yu Hong asked quietly, "Young Master?"
He Huai'an waved his hand, as if ever since he saw the unfollower and the murderous intent in their eyes, he had become less concerned about what was happening in front of him.
Unfollowing him, he saw a hint of murderous intent hidden in his eyes, which seemed strangely familiar.
He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when Luo Song wanted to kill him, it seemed to be the same thing...
Over the long years, there are many things he can do.
It seems that the martial arts tournament isn't so important anymore...
Weng He continued, "How many sects did Zhenhu Division pass through in the past year? How many sects have appeared around you in the last year or two? Think about it yourselves. Or, right now, look around you, how many sects aren't newly added?"
Upon hearing Weng He's prompting, everyone began to look around.
Indeed, many of these sects were unfamiliar to me before, and I didn't even know their origins, but they are all here today.
Weng He laughed and said, "That's right. The Martial Arts Tournament is a grand event for the entire martial arts world. With so many sects in the martial arts world, even the smallest sects can make a lot of noise when they gather together. Why don't you all think back and see if the people who were about to nominate this young master of Qingyun Manor as the leader of the martial arts alliance were from these new sects?"
After Mr. Weng said that, many people realized what was going on.
Then everyone was surprised, astonished, and wary. Indeed, those who had been stirring up trouble earlier seemed to be from some unknown sects, and they all seemed to be new!
It seems that Old Master Weng has indeed removed the veil of pretense, and has also made the previously excited crowd start to calm down.
Why did you suddenly get so carried away and think about recommending the eldest son to be the leader of the martial arts alliance?
This thought seemed to have been suddenly pushed along!
"He Ping, continue," the old man said in a deep voice.
He Ping nodded.
With the old man around, He Ping suddenly felt more confident. The old man and the old manor lord were close friends, so with the old man there, he didn't need to rush!
Wang Sumo looked at He Ping. Originally, she had planned to meet He Ping after Weizhou.
But after hearing the whole story from Senior Meng, he understood that He Huai'an was actually Lian Xu.
Because of Huo Ling's incident, she sent a letter to A Zhen saying that they had come to Meizhou. He Ping must have heard about it from Zhen Niang and then came to Meizhou as well.
Seeing that He Huai'an was taking things step by step and was about to ascend to the position of leader of the martial arts alliance, He Ping was willing to risk exposing his identity to stand up.
He Ping also saw her and nodded in greeting.
Wang Sumo is also one of them.
Seeing He Ping safe and sound, Wang Sumo felt a weight lifted from her heart.
With the old man's support, He Ping said loudly, "After discovering the Bewitching Town, I wrote to the manor lord explaining what had happened there, and the eldest young master rushed there. At that time, the fellow disciples who were handling the aftermath in the Bewitching Town and the eldest young master's men went together to inspect the underground palace of the Bewitching Town, clear out the vicious dogs, and deal with the snake pack. There were many suspicious points. I always felt that something was not right."
"Including Gu Lianyong, whom Master Qu encountered before. He was also trapped in the Bewitching Town, but before he died, he clearly told Master Qu that he had companions trapped in the town and asked Master Qu to help find them. After Qingyun Manor took over, the aftermath was handled by the disciples of Qingyun Manor. We could find one or two survivors before, but since the eldest young master's people arrived, we haven't found any survivors. Even those who were rescued before suddenly died, leaving no way to verify their identities!"
Wow!
The surroundings became noisy again.
Yu Hong wanted to interrupt, but seeing that He Huai'an showed no intention of letting him interrupt, Yu Hong dared not make the decision on his own.
But I don't know why the eldest son wanted him to say that.
The surrounding commotion seemed to encourage He Ping, who continued, "Actually, my fellow disciples and I had already vaguely sensed something was wrong, but we never suspected it was the eldest young master. Until one day, the eldest young master wanted to interrogate the 'Netherworld Messenger' alone, at which time the 'Netherworld Messenger' was still alive."
"When the eldest young master interrogated the 'Messenger of the Underworld' alone, none of us were there. The eldest young master dismissed everyone except his trusted confidants. It was such a coincidence that I had a junior brother who usually liked to climb trees to catch birds and was also lazy. That day, I said something to him, and he got upset and ran back to catching birds. And it was also a coincidence that he happened to be on the roof where the eldest young master was interrogating the 'Messenger of the Underworld,' and when the 'Messenger of the Underworld' broke free of his restraints and attacked the eldest young master, this junior brother stood in front of the eldest young master!"
"In the end, the 'Messenger of the Underworld' was killed, and my junior brother was injured in the head and remains unconscious to this day."
He Qingque, Wang Sumo covered his mouth with his hand. Something had happened to He Qingque!
Bai Cen suddenly remembered that Wang Sumo had said that he dreamed about He Qingque having an accident that day...
"Although the eldest young master's reasoning convinced me, I still felt that something was wrong, so I went back to check that room again, the roof, and finally the corpse of the 'Netherworld Messenger' and my unconscious junior brother. I suddenly noticed a problem: the 'Netherworld Messenger' had heavy bruising and bloodstains on his forehead."
At this point, He Huai'an's eyes flickered slightly, likely recalling the time when the 'Messenger of the Underworld' kowtowed desperately to him, begging for his life.
He ignored his forehead.
But He Ping discovered it.
I see.
It turns out that He Ping suddenly turned back to check these things because of this.
It was definitely due to carelessness.
He Huai'an chuckled.
He Ping continued, "The bruises on his forehead, upon closer inspection, are not from a heavy blow or torture, but rather marks from repeatedly kowtowing in one place. The 'Messenger of the Underworld' had no problem with his forehead just the day before yesterday. Who did he kowtow to? I think that the only person he saw that day was the eldest young master, and then, he could never open his mouth again."
"This thought is terrifying. Later, the eldest young master asked me to leave and do something else, but I went back to investigate other clues. Then I discovered that the eldest young master's men had killed the survivors they found on the spot and thrown them into the cliff, leaving no way to prove their deaths."
Ahhh!!! !!! !!! !!!
The shock of this scene was beyond words.
“I gradually realized something was wrong, but my junior brother was still unconscious. I was afraid that if I forced him to leave, I would alert the enemy. So I could only think of informing the manor lord about this. But I also knew that the eldest young master must have taken precautions in advance and wouldn’t give me a chance. For example, he returned to Qingyun Manor before me, which was to speak ill of the manor lord in advance.”
"So I did the opposite and went back to investigate the explosives that were buried under the underground palace of the Bewitching Town, only to find that the explosives had spread like wildfire. I followed the clues and finally discovered the Carefree Sect."
The Carefree Sect!!!
Upon hearing this, everyone, including the Four Heroes of Meizhou, was stunned!
He Ping continued, "In another location that was turned into a den of the Xiaoyao Sect, there were explosives moved from the Bewitching Town. There were also 'Netherworld Messengers' guarding that place. These 'Netherworld Messengers' were referring to the eldest young master. The eldest young master has a use for this batch of explosives. They must be kept safe. If there is any more trouble, the eldest young master will definitely not let them off the hook."
“Then I thought of the ‘Messenger of the Underworld’ who died in the Enchanted Town. He must have been incompetent and was not spared.” He Ping chuckled. “But when I heard this, someone discovered me and started chasing me. These ‘Messengers of the Underworld’ were exceptionally skilled in martial arts. I was chased by them for several days, seriously injured, and barely survived after falling off a cliff.”
"How ridiculous! You actually claim that the Master of the Manor has an affair with the Free and Unfettered Sect. From beginning to end, He Huai'an, you orchestrated all of this to frame the Master of the Manor and seize the position of leader of the martial arts alliance today by stepping on him!"
He Huai'an asked gently, "He Ping, where's the evidence?"
He Huai'an said calmly, "Just now, the Four Heroes of Meizhou made things difficult for my uncle at every turn. I stood up for him and spoke up for him. Now you are trying to frame me. Based on your own words alone, you want to throw all this mud at me? I am my great-uncle's grand-nephew and the eldest son of Qingyun Manor. What reason do I have to do these things?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Wenqu stepped out from the crowd: "Because you are not He Huai'an!"
Wow!
The scene erupted in chaos once again.
He Huai'an looked at him, and Lu Wenqu also took off the hood from his black robe and stared at the other person: "You are not the real He Huai'an."
The surrounding chatter never stopped!
But after a brief discussion, they all held their breath, afraid of missing any of the details that followed.
He Lingyun clenched her fist, Lu Wenqu...
He Huai'an looked at Lu Wenqu, recognized him, and then glanced at Yu Hong out of the corner of his eye.
Yu Hong was terrified and angry, blaming them for their incompetence in leaving survivors here.
How did he survive?
"Who are you?" Qin Feng looked at the other person. "Why do you say that?"
Lu Wenqu took a deep breath and said loudly, "I am He Huai'an, the grand-nephew of Master He! He is an imposter."
ah! ! !
No one expected that this martial arts tournament would lead to so many unbelievable things!
Yu Hong looked surprised, and seeing that things were about to be exposed, he nervously looked at He Huai'an.
But He Huai'an remained calm, as if it were nothing more than a trivial matter.
“Ten years ago, I got separated from Lingyun. I thought Lingyun was dead, and I was rescued by my master. You were the one who took him to Qingyun Manor to find my great-uncle. You were after Qingyun Manor from the very beginning, weren’t you?” After Lu Wenqu finished speaking, He Huai’an turned to look at He Lingyun and said calmly, “You’re acting so strangely today because he saw you and told you, isn’t that right?”
He Lingyun clenched her fists, angrily saying, "Why! Why did you do this! Why did you treat Uncle Huo like this!"
These are the words of Nobuhira Nobuga!
But why doesn't he believe it!
He Ping would never lie!
It's even less likely that He Ping, Lu Wenqu, and Wang Sumo lied together!
He Huai'an sighed softly, and after a moment, said with emotion, "Why can't any of you find a place to settle down? Can't you just stay put and be the second young master of Qingyun Manor?"
The crowd gasped in astonishment. This time, he wasn't pretending anymore!
Yu Hong was also stunned.
He Huai'an had abandoned his previous gentle and refined demeanor, leaving only his usual mildness and indifference. He was tired and didn't want to act anymore.
Then he looked directly at Lu Wenqu and said, "You too, you insisted on sending him to his death!"
"What good would it do if you exposed him? It would only waste your time." After saying this, He Huai'an reached out and, with lightning speed, used the Water-Taking Palm technique to draw Lu Wenqu into his palm.
Lu Wenqu was astonished; what terrifying power was this?!
Even the old man was stunned. "Take the Water Palm!"
It's the Water-Fetching Palm!!
Take the bloodshot eyes of the old man.
He Huai'an gripped Lu Wenqu's neck with his right hand, then used his left hand to pull He Lingyun into his palm with a water-drawing palm strike. He then grabbed He Lingyun's neck, and neither of them could struggle.
"Since you like it, then die together." Beneath the gentle exterior, He Huai'an exuded a calm madness.
The Cloud-Piercing Mountain-Severing Hand!
Unfollowing is already the best they can do.
He Huai'an released He Lingyun from his left hand, and then used his right hand to place Lu Wenqu in front of him as a shield.
The Cloud-Piercing Mountain-Splitting Hand technique had already been unleashed and could not be retracted; moreover, it was aimed at killing intent.
I was shocked to unfollow, but it was too late!
Lu Wenqu subconsciously closed his eyes, and at that very moment, a sword light flashed.
Because the sword was so sharp, He Huai'an had no choice but to release Lu Wenqu.
Lu Wenqu survived the ordeal, but as he fell backward, he felt someone supporting his back.
Lu Wenqu turned his head and suddenly froze: "Uncle, great-uncle?"
Old Master He landed with him, then pushed him in front of Liu Henshui with his palm: "Look at him."
"Amitabha." Liu Henshui put his hands together in prayer.
The Eight-Sided Broken Umbrella, standing to the side, also gripped his oil-paper umbrella tightly, glaring angrily at He Huai'an: "Back then, it was you who framed me, the Northern Snow Blade, and Liu Henshui!"
He recognized the tone of his voice.
He Huai'an's gaze swept over the group in front of him, then he said jokingly, "You've all come together?"
Then He Huai'an looked at He Zhen, who was following closely behind and panting, and suddenly understood that He Zhen had escaped from Qingyun Manor to find He Wenxue.
Yes, Huo Ling is with He Zhen. If Huo Ling does anything wrong, He Zhen has a way to find He Wenxue immediately.
He Huai'an glanced at He Ping and He Zhen, and scoffed, "Huo Lianchi really has taught two good disciples. But since you're already here, don't leave."
With a single glance from He Huai'an, he was suddenly surrounded by people wielding ghost-head clubs and other weapons.
"Outrageous!" someone immediately roared in anger. "They actually did it from behind..."
But before he could finish speaking, he knelt on the ground, as if all his strength had dissipated and he had no strength left. "Wh-what happened?"
Moreover, it wasn't just one person; many others knelt down one after another.
Wang Sumo and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.
Lu Wenqu realized: "The wine from last night!"
He Huai'an chuckled.
The Four Heroes of Meizhou also realized: "You poisoned the wine you sent last night?"
He Huai'an said calmly, "I thought we wouldn't need it, but we did. So why did you have to go through all this trouble? Everyone was fine after the performance, but now things are really messed up."
Before He Huai'an could finish speaking, another palm strike, Piercing Clouds and Severing Mountains, came flying past.
He Huai'an raised his eyes this time, not even bothering to avoid it, and directly met the challenge with a palm strike.
This palm strike sent the old man flying.
Master He helped him up, but then saw him cough up a mouthful of blood.
He Wenxue looked at He Huai'an, who had been by her side for ten years, with surprise in her eyes.
He Huai'an's gaze was fixed on the unfollower, and he said in a calm and gentle voice, "Ah Guan, why bother?"
[Author's Note]
That's all for tonight. I've reached 20,000 words. I feel like I can finish the main story tomorrow.
Goodnight, goodnight. I'll write again tomorrow morning.
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