Chapter 134: Too Much Bullying

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The full moon was bright, and the shadows of the trees overlapped on the attic, from here you could have a panoramic view of the whole scene.

"Your disciples are already here, why don't you go meet them?"

the old man asked with a cold face.

Not far from him, Bu Zao, the leader of the Salted Fish Sect, was lazily whittling wood. Now he couldn't make any obvious movements, so he could only make some small things.

Hearing the old man's question, Bu Zao glanced at the old man and was too lazy to answer.

He was still wearing the smiling mask, his eyes were empty and deep, and no emotion could be seen.

The old man looked at him solemnly for a while, turned around and left from the attic.

During the time when the leader of the Salted Fish Sect was the king of the island, the old man had a hard time. The mental torture kept him awake at night, and the gap between himself and Bu Zao made him realize that there are always people better than him, which made the old man feel mixed emotions.

The old man had lived a long life, and there was almost no martial arts that he didn't know. Even he himself considered himself to be the peak of martial arts. No one in the world could compare with him, no matter if he was Xue Yiren or Shi Guanyin, they were only good at one martial art. Who could compare with him?

The result of being overconfident was that he felt humiliated and unwilling after being slapped in the face, and wanted to see how strong Bu Zao was.

Compared with unwillingness, there was also an uncontrollable excitement.

Bu Zao was completely unaware of the old man's complicated thoughts. He had his own arrangements. The main characters were present, and the development of the events was carried out according to the script. Of course, other things were not important.

He was whittling wood, and the debris fell like snowflakes. Bu Zao put down the knife and began to polish the wood in his hand.

It was vaguely in the shape of a small fish.

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After being thrown away by the man in white clothes and mask who seemed to be the leader, Wang Lianhua continued to explore alone. In a yard where he didn't know what he was doing, he found several people who were recovering from injuries, with light bruises on their faces. After interrogating

these people, Wang Lianhua only knew that these injuries were given by the leader of the Salted Fish Sect. When Wang Lianhua asked about the whereabouts of the chef Bu Zao, those people gave the same answer, saying that Bu Zao was dead and his body was thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

It was exactly the same as the answer of the man in white clothes and mask just now, but Wang Lianhua still felt that something was wrong.

In addition to his doubts, he also felt it was a pity. Whether it was Sikong Zhaixing, Lu Xiaofeng or Yidianhong, they all had a good impression of Bu Zao. Wang Lianhua was also very interested in Bu Zao. If he really died in an unclear way, it would be a pity.

Wang Lianhua asked them, "What kind of person is the head of the Salted Fish Sect?"

"He is a very hateful person!" Someone responded with gritted teeth.

Wang Lianhua wanted to laugh. What on earth did the head of the Salted Fish Sect do to receive such unanimous evaluation?

He turned around to leave. Several people behind him watched him silently. Wang Lianhua paused and turned around to say, "You don't want to stop me."

"..." Several people looked at each other and looked at Wang Lianhua again. One of them said, "You are a guest from afar. Welcome to the Nameless Island."

The night was hazy, the moonlight was like a veil, the shadow of the big tree swayed on the ground, and the sound of the leaves shaking suddenly increased at this moment.

Everyone stared at him silently, expressionless.

This scene was really a bit scary. Wang Lianhua couldn't help but applaud. Without saying anything more, he left with a smile.

Chongming said that the owner of the island was a little old man. Now it seems that the owner of the Nameless Island has changed.

Wang Lianhua was in a good mood for some reason. She looked up at the bright moon and was attracted by the smoke under the moon.

In the distance, smoke was rolling and scattered flames were faintly visible.

...

Sikong Zhaixing picked up stones and piled them up, stuffed a pile of firewood into it, and lit a bonfire.

"So will Wang come?" Yu Tianbao asked curiously, "I heard from you that he was the first to slip away."

"Even if he doesn't come, someone else will come." Sikong Zhaixing said.

Niu Rou Tang arrived before Wang Lianhua. The girl was so angry that she jumped up and down: "Who allowed you to set the fire!"

Sikong Zhaixing said: "How can this be called arson? This is clearly burning a fire to keep warm. Do you know how cold it is tonight?"

Niu Rou Tang was startled when he heard him say that. He looked around and found that in addition to the young master of the Demon Sect, Yu Tianbao, there were several other people he had not seen before.

"How many people did you come with!" Niu Rou Tang was so annoyed that he kept grinding his teeth. "Who are you?"

Sikong Zhaixing grinned and said nothing.

Lu Xiaofeng and Niu Rou Tang looked at each other. The latter looked at him for a moment with a sullen face. Recognizing Lu Xiaofeng's identity, he became even more annoyed.

At this time, Wu Du and Yi Dian Hong came out of the yard. The two of them went together to find the clues left by the headmaster, but found nothing.

"What are you doing?" Niu Rou Tang said.

"Looking for the head master." Wu Du said honestly.

"..."

Niu Rou Tang looked like he wanted to kick the bonfire away and slap everyone present. Does it take so much effort to find someone?

With so many people, can't we find that one person?

Although he was very angry, Niu Rou Tang knew that he was just thinking so well because it didn't concern him, so he was very conflicted. Once he was conflicted, his mood became worse.

The bonfire was surrounded tightly and the place was empty. Niu Rou Tang left with a wave of his sleeves, saying angrily: "It's up to you. If you want to find someone, look for him carefully and don't have any stupid ideas."

Turning around, a young man in black clothes landed gracefully. He had a handsome face and looked at Niu Rou Tang curiously.

Beef Soup was surprised at first and then annoyed: So how many people came this time! Are there others?

Wang Lianhua recognized Beef Soup as the girl who was supervising the music in the main seat. She walked past her thoughtfully and said loudly: "Guess who I saw?"

"Could it be the leader of the Salted Fish Sect?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

Beef Soup turned his head suddenly.

Wang Lianhua clapped his hands and said: "Yes, it's him. He said-"

Yu Tianbao answered: "Wait for the disciple to find him!"

Wang Lianhua stopped and cast a death look at him.

Yu Tianbao shrank his neck and moved behind Sikong Zhaixing as if nothing had happened.

Wang Lianhua: ...

Wu Du said, "Besides that, did he say anything else?"

"..." Wang Lianhua observed the expressions of the people, thought for a moment, and said, "He said Bu Zao was already dead."

The moment the words fell, Wu Du suddenly made a reaction that no one expected. In the blink of an eye, he was already beside Niu Niu Tang, with the short knife at his waist unsheathed, across Niu Niu Tang's neck, with a cold light.

He asked, "The leader that Lu Xiaofeng saw told us to find Bu Zao ourselves, why is it different from what you said?"

Niu Niu Tang was dizzy from the reflected cold light.

Wang Lianhua blinked and looked at Lu Xiaofeng, the most reliable of the others.

Lu Xiaofeng said, "I also saw the leader of the Salted Fish Sect."

Wang Lianhua: "...When?"

Lu Xiaofeng said a time, and Wang Lianhua was silent.

He saw the leader of the Salted Fish Sect at about the same time.

The two compared the information again. One leader wore white clothes, and the other wore black clothes. Who was the real leader? No one knew.

Niu Rou Tang was held by Wu Du, and was almost numb. He said coldly, "Who knows, maybe he was rescued."

"Don't you know?"

Sikong Zhaixing asked.

Niu Rou Tang couldn't bear it any longer: "If I knew, why would I still be playing the guzheng there!"

There was no evidence for her lie, but her inner anger made up for it, and it seemed sincere.

It was strangely convincing.

The unknown life or death of Bu Zao made Lu Xiaofeng a little panicked. He originally thought that Bu Zao was alive and well, but now it sounded like there was another different story

. "You are lying." Wu Du said to Niu Rou Tang, "Please give me an accurate answer."

Niu Rou Tang was puzzled as to why Wu Du was sure that she was not telling the truth. She clenched her fist and endured for a moment, but still couldn't help saying, "What's the point of you making things difficult for me? I'm still looking forward to you taking that damn guy away."

That reluctant attitude was very clear, and everyone was thinking.

Chong Ming remained silent, and finally said, "Is Bu Zao the head of the sect?"

"No."

Niu Rou Tang said.

"He is."

Wu Du let go and put the knife back into the sheath neatly. It was Bu Zao

who prohibited Niu Rou Tang and others from revealing their identities, and it was also Bu Zao who took the initiative to expose her lies. On the one hand, it was to highlight the head of the sect, and on the other hand, it was to advance the plot.

Bu Zao had never expected that Niu Niu Tang would listen to him so much. Even after being questioned like this, he still denied that Bu Zao was equal to the headmaster.

He clearly used "the disciple took the initiative to expose" as an alternative plan.

He has backbone, but it seems to be used in the wrong place.

After being so asserted by Wu Du, Niu Niu Tang's eyes twitched and he didn't want to speak.

Chong Ming stared at Niu Niu Tang: "Wu Du, take her and ask her to lead the way."

"Before that, senior brother, you have to promise me one thing. If you really find the headmaster, talk to him nicely."

Wu Du said.

Chong Ming's face sank, and after a moment he nodded slightly, which was regarded as an agreement.

So Wu Du sincerely invited Niu Niu Tang, and Niu Niu Tang had no right to refuse, because Wu Du's thumb was stuck on the knife guard, and that short piece of cold light was very eye-catching in the afterglow.

"You, the Salted Fish Pie, are really going too far." Beef Soup said.

"Where do you get the confidence to say that?" Chongming was in a bad mood, his face gloomy, "To say that your Wuming Island and the Salted Fish Pie are equally matched is too much of a compliment to you, don't flatter yourself."

This person is too venomous.

Beef Soup was so angry, but she couldn't do anything. She could only torture herself by stepping on the grass under her feet again and again, and led the way for others involuntarily.

She didn't know where Bu Zao was now. During this period, Bu Zao usually lived next door to Yue Yang, and went to various places to entertain him.

Some people performed stone-breaking performances for Bu Zao, some performed fish catching with bare hands, and some performed backflips...

Beef Soup was still annoyed when she thought about it now.

She led a few people to several places, but didn't see anyone. Instead, she woke up several people who were sleeping soundly. She and the people outside the door looked at each other for a while, and ended with Chongming slamming the door shut.

"Don't stare at me." Niu Rou Tang didn't like Chongming's eyes. "You know how weird your leader is."

Chongming looked a little anxious.

Everyone looked at him. Chongming raised his eyes, and they looked away as if nothing had happened.

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Xiao Qingzhou was swinging on the swing with Wangcai.

The two swings that the leader made when he was on the island were now swaying and making a clicking sound.

Wangcai had short legs and couldn't touch the ground when he lay on the wooden board. Xiao Qingzhou reached out and pushed his swing from time to time.

The man and the dog were in harmony and joy, completely different from the others who were eager to find the leader of the Salted Fish Sect.

Xiao Qingzhou suddenly turned around and met the eyes of the man in white clothes not far behind him.

He was wearing a smiling mask.

Wangcai stood up on the swing, his tail swaying back and forth, and he managed to keep his balance very well: "Woof woof!!"

Gong Jiu walked forward, not looking at Xiao Qingzhou, but only staring at Wangcai.