Chapter 107 Hidden Deep

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Wang Lianhua was not in a very good mood.

On his way back to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, on the way to Luoyang, he had been thinking about how to face what would happen in the future - but the facts told him that no matter how many possibilities he had thought of in advance, his mother would never forgive Chai Yuguan.

Fairy Yunmeng trapped Chai Yuguan in a dark and gloomy dungeon and asked people to treat his injuries, not out of kindness, but to keep Chai Yuguan alive.

When Chai Yuguan got better, Fairy Yunmeng went to the cell with a whip.

Not only did she do it herself, she also asked Wang Lianhua to watch and force him to do it.

Wang Lianhua had no reason to refuse. He had no feelings for Chai Yuguan himself, but the crazy look of Fairy Yunmeng after her long-cherished wish was fulfilled made him feel heavy in his heart.

So Wang Linhua left home to relax, wandering around without any boundaries, and meeting Chongming was purely an accident among accidents.

Bu Zao roughly understood the reason why Wang Linhua appeared here, thought about it for a while, and decided not to pay attention to Wang Linhua's greetings.

He just stared at the person silently for a while, turned around and left.

Wang Linhua: "..."

Gong Jiu would not let it go, and before that, Bu Zao needed to adjust Chongming's condition first.

Wang Linhua followed him, and Chongming flashed, and he slipped into the crowd from the alley on the side, and disappeared in a moment.

The rich sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in the air was mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Chongming was injured, and the injury was not small.

Wang Linhua had heard about what Wu Du had done.

When he first heard about this, he found it hard to believe. After all, in Wudu's eyes, his fellow apprentice and the head were flawless, and any shortcomings were described as beautiful by him.

How could Wudu take the initiative to hand over his fellow apprentice to someone else?

This person does what he wants, and can even turn down a mission. If he didn't want to take the mission, he would have refused long ago - so he took the initiative to take the mission of capturing Chongming alive.

Now Chongming is here, and Wudu's employer is also in this town.

The blood in the air gradually faded, and Wang Lianhua stood for a moment and left.

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Ghost Villa.

The mountain wind whistled, and the branches and leaves swayed. The sun shone in the sky, and the birds in the mountains cried.

The leader of the Evil Valley was also looking out from the railing today.

The beauty was like a painting. "When will he leave?"

someone complained in a low voice.

"He can't let us go," someone whispered, "If it were me, I wouldn't let go easily."

"Do you think Lao Dao Bazi can beat him?"

There was silence, and no one spoke.

They had seen Xiao Qingzhou challenge everyone alone, and no one could beat him.

Xiao Qingzhou was not only strong, but also had a bad temper.

Although he always had a smile as warm as the spring breeze, he did not hesitate when he took action, and his behavior was completely opposite to his expression. He

was simply a synonym for "two-faced".

But no matter how complicated the emotions of the people in Youling Villa were, when they saw that face, they all turned into appreciation of pure beauty, and they only dared to say bad things about him in a low voice.

Now they have been trapped here for a while, but no one has come to rescue them. The people in Youling Villa are talking about this, and they have unconsciously become accustomed to Xiao Qingzhou's intimidation during this period.

Compared with the old knife handle who slapped Tianzao, Xiao Qingzhou's method is simpler and rougher. He just slapped him and smiled like Tianzao.

The former young master of Wuzheng Villa who came with Xiao Qingzhou has been ill for some time.

After arriving at Youling Villa, Xiao Qingzhou ignored him. There were many evil people in Youling Villa, some of them were hot-tempered, some were smiling but hiding a knife, and none of them could talk well. Yuan Suiyun had lost all his martial arts skills, and even if he was eloquent, he could not get any good out of this group of bad guys.

Yuan Suiyun fell ill because he fell into the pool in the villa in an unreasonable fight, and he was worried and fell ill when the mountain wind blew.

The one who took care of him was Ye Ling, who took the initiative to take on this task - in order not to sweep the floor, sprinkle water, or wipe the railings.

The mountains are windy. After a night, the ground is covered with fallen leaves and flowers, and even various insects. It is even more unsightly after the rain. Ye Ling hates cleaning, and taking care of Yuan Suiyun is the only relatively easy task.

The figure of Xiao Qingzhou in the distance was also imprinted in Ye Ling's eyes. She looked at the lonely figure for a while while holding the medicine, and turned to enter Yuan Suiyun's yard.

Yuan Suiyun got out of bed at some point, standing on the pebbled road in thin clothes, with dim eyes, facing the void, and wondering what he was thinking.

Ye Ling put down the medicine bowl and said happily: "You should look to the southeast. Master Xiaogu is also standing there to enjoy the scenery today."

Yuan Suiyun did not respond.

Ye Ling was not annoyed, and smiled and looked into the distance.

Xiao Qingzhou's back was so ethereal that she blended into the mountains and fields, like a fairy stepping into the mortal world.

Pointing directions to a blind man was like stabbing someone in the heart, but Ye Ling had nothing to feel guilty about. After all, the people in Youling Villa were keen on mocking and stabbing each other, and there was no sense of sympathy for the same people who were in the same boat.

A figure in white suddenly appeared behind Xiao Qingzhou.

Ye Ling's smile froze on her face, and her mood became subtle.

...Her stubborn brother was looking for trouble again.

"It starts again." Someone sighed.

"Is Ye Guhong still not convinced?"

"Do you think he looks like he will be convinced?"

Everyone sighed together.

Ye Guhong had challenged Xiao Qingzhou several times, and each time he ended up in a mess.

This time was no exception.

In the blink of an eye, only Xiao Guzhu was left, looking down at the ground. It was obvious that Ye Guhong had fallen to the ground again.

Another figure walked out silently.

Ye Xue skillfully helped Ye Guhong up. The latter was still conscious, with red eyes, and questioned Xiao Qingzhou: "Why don't you draw your sword?"

Xiao Qingzhou looked at him.

"It's not my sword, I don't need it."

"Then where is your sword?"

"I don't have a sword."

"——"

Ye Guhong hesitated for a moment and was about to speak again, but Ye Xue dragged him away forcefully.

"Do you have to compete with him?" Ye Xue asked.

In her opinion, it didn't matter whether Xiao Qingzhou used a sword or not, or whether he had a sword or not, because Ye Guhong couldn't win anyway.

"..." Ye Guhong gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Ye Xue's elbow hit Ye Guhong's ribs, and Ye Guhong cried out in pain.

Bu Zao ignored the two siblings who left. He leaned against the railing and looked at the mountains in the distance. The autumn forest was yellow and monotonous, full of desolate and bleak feelings.

Ye Lingfeng, Ye Ling's biological father, was a wild man in the mountains. He had already discovered that something was wrong with the villa, so he left the hidden swamp and had been hanging around outside the villa recently.

The people in the villa were strictly controlled by Bu Zao, and no one noticed the strange figure outside the villa.

Mu Daoren had left for a short time before, so he did not ask his disciple Shi He or his old friend Gu Song Jushi to pretend to be the old knife handle and stay in the villa for him. Now these two are also very dedicated members of the cleaning team.

Since they had lost contact with the old knife handle, the two could only hope that Mu Daoren would find out something was wrong as soon as possible and come to lend a hand. He

left the platform early and walked into the deep mountains.

The mountains were filled with all kinds of strange sounds, insects chirping, birds chirping, branches and leaves rustling, and in the desolate and withered forest, the figure in pink was very eye-catching.

A black shadow attacked him from behind, Xiao Qingzhou dodged the branches, then turned around and ran straight to the figure hiding behind the tree, kicking

the figure to the ground. Ye Lingfeng rolled back and forth four times on the slope, fell to the ground dizzy, and the blue sky came into his eyes through the layers of branches. Before he could take a closer look, the skylight was blocked by the person in pink.

Even with the backlight, the face was extremely delicate and beautiful.

Ye Lingfeng had been a savage for too long, and was not clear about the situation in the villa, nor did he know the identity of the master of the Evil Valley. When he saw the appearance of the person he was following, he was full of surprise:

How could there be such a beauty in the villa

? The beauty tilted her head to look at him and asked with a smile: "Who are you?"

Ye Lingfeng did not answer but asked: "Who are you and what is the situation in the villa now?"

Xiao Qingzhou stepped on his chest, and the pain was piercing, and Ye Lingfeng's expression immediately twisted.

"I am asking you."

The tone was light, but the force under his foot was not light.

Ye Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Lingfeng."

Bu Zao knew his identity without him saying it, but if Ye Lingfeng did not take the initiative, things would be very troublesome afterwards.

"Ye Lingfeng, you should have died a long time ago."

Ye Ling mentioned Ye Lingfeng in front of Xiao Qingzhou, Bu Zao continued to ask.

"I am just alive after surviving a catastrophe." Ye Lingfeng gently revealed his experience after falling off the cliff, and continued to ask, "Who are you?"

"The new owner of Youling Villa."

Bu Zao happily answered his doubts.

Ye Lingfeng was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the spot, forgetting that he was being stepped on. Instead of jumping up, he hit the back of his head, and his expression became more distorted with pain.

"Impossible--!" he shouted.

Nothing is impossible, Bu Zao stepped back and asked Ye Lingfeng to go back to the villa with him.

Ye Lingfeng's heart was full of doubts. After thinking for a long time, he still wanted to know the truth, and followed Bu Zao silently.

"What's your name?"

Ye Lingfeng was full of confusion. The girl in front of him was too young, and it was hard to imagine how she became the new owner of Ghost Villa.

This might be a trap.

Maybe after he goes back, he will see the old knife handle waiting for him, but Ye Lingfeng still can't suppress his curiosity - Ghost Villa has a new owner, what is the situation of the old knife handle now?

"Xiao Qingzhou."

Bu Zao answered briefly.

He felt a little nostalgic. Since the name of the Salted Fish Sect became known, Bu Zao rarely had the opportunity to say the name of the vest.

Ye Lingfeng was called the Jade Tree Swordsman in the past. He looked outstanding and Yu Shu Lin Feng, but now he has nothing to do with this title. When he entered the villa, everyone looked at him curiously - a wolfish and unsightly man.

In the crowd, Shi He's face changed slightly.

Ye Lingfeng looked at him.

As a disciple of Mu Dao Ren, Shi He knew Ye Lingfeng very well and had always guessed about Ye Lingfeng's whereabouts. Even though Ye Lingfeng was disfigured at this time, he still recognized Ye Lingfeng.

Xiao Qingzhou called Ye Guhong and left Ye Lingfeng to him to take care of.

Ye Guhong didn't even look at Ye Lingfeng, but just stared at Xiao Qingzhou: "If I take good care of him, will you be willing to draw your sword?"

Xiao Qingzhou glanced at him and gave an ambiguous answer: "It depends on how you do."

Ye Guhong's eyes lit up with fighting spirit.

Ye Xue and Ye Ling looked at him silently, both feeling that he still couldn't get what he wanted this time.

Ye Lingfeng's eyes swept over the faces of people near and far, and he believed 70% of Xiao Qingzhou's words.

These people all looked like they had been beaten up, and they looked at Xiao Qingzhou with awe.

After Xiao Qingzhou left, Ye Guhong asked Ye Lingfeng: "What's your name?"

Ye Lingfeng did not answer. Before he figured out everything, he decided to be dumb.

Ye Guhong frowned slightly, and then gradually relaxed.

"Just follow me."

He said.

Except for Shi He, no one recognized Ye Lingfeng, including the children Ye Lingfeng had raised and his biological daughter.

Under Shi He's gaze, Ye Lingfeng nodded silently.

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In a small town some distance from Youling Villa, Yu Tianbao was going to take a boat with his creditor Wu Du.

Wu Du wanted to reconcile with his master and sect, so he took the initiative to take on the task of capturing his senior brother alive. Now, in order to gather everyone, he had to find his junior brother.

Yu Tianbao had never seen Xiao Qingzhou, but he knew that he was a beautiful man with a boyish look, and he was looking forward to meeting Xiao Qingzhou.

However, the road to Youling Villa was too far and too long. Yu Tianbao didn't like to rush. He had been very depressed recently and was very listless.

Wu Du was weaving a grass ring on the side of the road. He picked out a thin and long triangle on both sides, like a cat's ear.

Yu Tianbao was squatting on the side pulling weeds when a grass ring suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked over and saw Wu Du's gentle eyes: "Here you go."

"..."

Yu Tianbao threw away the grass in his hand, took the grass ring, looked at it, and put it on his head.

He didn't know what to say, so he just cooperated with Wu Du as if nothing had happened - to be honest, cooperating with Wu Du's behavior was strangely interesting.

The more he came into contact with Wu Du, the more Yu Tianbao realized that this person's true face was completely opposite to the rumors. He was serious, friendly and frank. There was no one like Wu Du in Luosha Sect.

A deep and cold voice came from behind the two of them: "You have a very skillful hand."

Wu Du and Yu Tianbao turned around and saw an energetic old man standing behind them.

It was Xue Yiren.

Yu Tianbao looked at Wudu blankly: "Do you know each other?"

Xue Yiren stared at Wudu coldly.

Wudu stood up: "Long time no see, Master Xue."

Xue Yiren said nothing.

After Wudu killed Xue Xiaoren and escaped, Xue Yiren sent people in the manor to find and capture Wudu alive. Now that he really saw Wudu, he didn't even have the energy to get angry.

The moment he saw Wudu, nameless fatigue overwhelmed Xue Yiren. He just stared at Wudu, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Not long."

About three months, not long at all.

Xue Yiren came alone, and didn't let Liushenmen and Yidianhong know about this. He was old, but not stupid, and didn't want to embarrass the two young people.

The boat docked at this time, with smoke and picturesque mountains and rivers.

Xue Yiren boarded the boat with Wudu and Yu Tianbao.

When Yu Tianbao heard Wudu calling him the master of Xue Manor, he realized his identity. Since then, he has been trembling with fear, fearing that Xue Yiren would seek revenge and drag himself into the fight with Wudu.

But unexpectedly, Xue Yiren did not do anything excessive.

Bu Zao had expected Xue Yiren's performance. Xue Yiren was jealous of evil. From his youth to now, everyone he killed was an unforgivable person in his heart. Even if that evil person was his own brother, Xue Yiren would never cover up.

But he would not feel very good either. His brother had pretended to be stupid for many years, and Xue Yiren knew nothing about it. The suicide note left by Xue Xiaoren was also a slander against Wudu.

Xue Yiren sent people to look for Wu Du, perhaps just to have something to do. If

he didn't speak, Wu Du wouldn't take the initiative to talk.

Yu Tianbao felt uncomfortable and quietly moved away to the bow, leaving the space for the other two to talk.

The two looked at the rolling river in silence.

Xue Yiren said, "He is the young master of the Demon Cult."

Wu Du nodded.

Judging from the short time they spent together, Yu Tianbao obviously didn't look like a young master of the Demon Cult. His steps were shaky, his eyes were rolling, his eyebrows were arrogant, and he was obviously an extremely self-centered and domineering person.

But after the incident with Xue Xiaoren, Xue Yiren no longer dared to evaluate a person easily.

Maybe Yu Tianbao was covering up on purpose, maybe he didn't cover up, everything is possible.

Xue Yiren said lightly, "You acted too quickly."

This was of course referring to the fact that Wu Du killed Xue Xiaoren.

Wudu said, "Revenge if there is a grudge."

Xue Yiren sighed, and after a long silence, he said, "Yidianhong and Lengxue are afraid that I will kill you."

Wudu's eyes were calm and gentle, and he said, "They are kind-hearted."

Xue Yiren smiled bitterly and said nothing.

After Xue Xiaoren died, he learned a lot about the "Thirteen Hands" from Yidianhong, including the fate between Wudu and Xue Xiaoren seven years ago.

Voluntary killers are completely different from being forced to be killers. After Xue Xiaoren died, Yidianhong was dazed and relaxed because she was no longer bound by shackles. Xue Yiren saw it in his eyes, and then he understood why Wudu had to act before Yidianhong.

Xue Xiaoren's death was not a pity.

It was because he understood this that Xue Yiren did not act against Wudu.

"You are a very likable young man." Xue Yiren said lightly, "I won't kill you."

Bu Zao nodded silently.

There was silence between the two.

After a while, Xue Yiren asked, "Where are you going?"

"To find my junior brother." Wu Du said.

Xue Yiren thought, Wu Du always seems to be looking for his fellow disciples.

Last time it was his senior brother, this time it is his junior brother.

He didn't say anything.

Bu Zao thought for a while and asked, "Master Xue, do you want to go with me?"

Xue Yiren looked at him sideways for a while.

"Okay."