Chapter 160 After the Reconciliation

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"Woof woof woof!!"

Today the sun is bright and the breeze is blowing, cool and comfortable.

Wangcai rolled on the ground happily, then bit the corner of Chongming's clothes, letting Chongming drag it away, as if he was going to keep biting.

Chongming was also very patient and had no intention of pulling Wangcai up. He raised his eyes and met Wang Linhua's eyes on the tree.

The mask reflected a dazzling light under the sunlight. Wang Linhua squinted and thought of the scene he saw at the banquet last night.

When he saw Chongming's full appearance, the boy with a blurry face in his memory finally had a clear face. Horrible scars, cold expressions, and words that can make people angry to death. He met Chongming seven years ago - no, eight years ago.

Wang Lianhua was in a delicate mood. What happened eight years ago was quite far away. If the people of the Salted Fish Sect had not started to travel the world, he would probably have forgotten that he had met a strange, cold and lonely boy.

He stayed on the tree to observe the maze designed by Bu Zao at the foot of the mountain from a high place, but he encountered a bottleneck. He thought hard but could not find a solution. He looked at Chongming for a moment, jumped down from the tree, and landed in front of Chongming.

"You are in a good mood." Wang Lianhua raised his eyes and spoke first.

"..." Chongming responded with silence.

Wang Lianhua felt that she could understand his silence very well. After all, she was seen drunk and crying by so many people. Even if she reconciled with her master, she would lose all her face.

To a certain extent, there were gains and losses, so it was not a loss.

Wang Lianhua smiled slightly, and was very happy about the misfortune.

Chongming said lightly: "After so many years, you are still so annoying."

Wang Lianhua's face darkened, and he couldn't help but said: "How dare you say that to me? In terms of annoyingness, you are even more annoying than I was back then." Chongming

did not comment, but smiled slightly. Although the smile was light, it was like the breeze of early spring, without the previous sense of depression and gloom.

As long as the head of the sect said a word of approval, it would be like clouds and rain dissipating, ice and snow melting.

"...You are really easy to get rid of." Wang Lianhua murmured.

After the headmaster said those words at the banquet last night, Chongming burst into tears and wiped them silently. Chongming was still crying until Lu Xiaofeng took the lead and wanted to leave space for the four masters and apprentices to talk alone.

Wang Lianhua didn't expect Chongming to be so good at crying, and didn't know how long he cried, but today Chongming didn't have red eyes and swelling after the pain.

Maybe he applied cold compress to reduce the swelling before leaving.

This is something worthy of ridicule for the arrogant and moody Chongming in the past, but Wang Lianhua didn't have the interest.

Anyway, this is a good thing.

He is not a heartless and ruthless guy.

"You've been watching for so long, but you still don't understand what's going on?" Chong Ming suddenly spoke.

"What?" Wang Linhua didn't react.

"The formation set up by the headmaster is very simple. You've been struggling with it for so long. You're so stupid." Chong Ming said with a smile.

With a little mockery and a little arrogance.

Wang Linhua: "...If you can do it, do it!"

Chong Ming actually agreed, and

he agreed very readily. "I'll do it, just watch."

Wang Linhua looked at Chong Ming who was breaking off a branch and planning to draw a line on the spot to demonstrate, with a very confused expression.

Is Chong Ming so helpful?

"What are you doing standing there, hurry up and come here." Chong Ming urged him.

Wang Lianhua walked over: "You are still drunk"

"The headmaster said that you are very interested in the art of mechanism formation. I am good at this, so it is okay for me to teach you."

Although Chongming's tone was extremely calm, he looked like he was smiling.

... Wang Lianhua once again realized that Chongming was too easy to deal with. Where did the lonely boy and the moody owner of Wanwu Tower go?

"Thank you, Brother Xianyu Pai Master." He emphasized his tone deliberately.

"You're welcome."

"..."

Chongming's teaching course didn't start well, the process wasn't great, but the ending was great. The puzzle that had troubled Wang Lianhua was solved. Chongming did have a lot of knowledge about the mechanism array, and he was able to explain it to him in combination with reality.

The two of them strolled in the mountains, Chongming pointed and explained with a tree branch. Wang Lianhua was no longer willing to be inferior to others, so she naturally had to seize this opportunity.

During this time, Wangcai watched them talk cutely and attentively, jumping and running happily in the woods, wagging his tail, and was very lively in the desolate forest.

Wang Lianhua's eyes followed the branch in Zhongming's hand, and she caught a glimpse of Wangcai's lively and lovely appearance, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

The atmosphere in the salted fish pie was also much better, which was very consistent with the season of spring when everything was reviving.

Wu Du's steps were much lighter than before, and he walked into the house and greeted everyone with a smile.

Bu Zao walked slowly behind Wu Du. As soon as he showed up, Sikong Zhaixing shouted, "Why are you still wearing this ugly mask?"

"How is it ugly? It's not ugly at all. You just don't know how to appreciate it." Bu Zao quickly retorted righteously, "If I don't take it off, aren't you used to it?"

"No." Sikong Zhaixing denied it with a curl of his lips, and then generously expressed his understanding, "I know you were so out of control last night that you were ashamed to see people."

Bu Zao raised his hand to hold the mask: "Provocation doesn't work on me."

Because this is also part of the head of the sect's personality. Being ashamed to see people is one part, and not being provoked is another part.

No one said much about what happened last night. The person involved would not bring it up, and naturally, no one else would bring it up either. But now that we have roughly figured out the personality of the leader—not that he is gloomy and changeable, but that he is not good at expressing himself, some things can be said naturally.

"You should let us take a look at the real headquarters of your Salted Fish Sect," Sikong Zhaixing said, "I have always been curious."

The place where they are now also belongs to the Salted Fish Sect, but it is only in the outer area, but it is wide enough to accommodate many people.

However, before this, the Salted Fish Sect had only four people and one dog, and had not accepted any disciples for seven years. During this period, one person also betrayed the sect, and no one was willing to use it no matter how big the place was.

It seems that Bu Zao had started to plot a long time ago. But why did he plot so much? What was his purpose?

Leng Xue had the same doubts since he entered the Salted Fish Sect. Later, Senior Brother Wuqing stayed in the Salted Fish Sect for a while, and no one was seen, whether it was the head or the disciples.

This attitude naturally made it difficult for people to investigate, so the Shenhou Mansion put the matter aside for the time being - after all, it was a matter without a beginning or an end, and we couldn't just make random guesses just because it was strange.

This time, the people of the Salted Fish Sect gathered together. By observing the believers whose strength had improved significantly, combined with the information given by Lu Xiaofeng and others, the answer seemed obvious, but Leng Xue didn't know whether it was good or bad.

After all, all the disciples taught by Bu Zao did their own thing, and he himself was quite willful. Not easy to mess with.

Hearing Sikong Zhaixing's question, Bu Zao smiled and said, "Do you have a tacit understanding with me? I just want to take you for a walk."

Several people were a little surprised, but Bu Zao was not joking. He called the rest of the believers. After everyone gathered, Bu Zao and Wu Du led the way in front and went into the mountains.

Yu Tianbao looked around and asked Wudu, "Why don't you see the master of Xiaogu?"

Wudu explained, "Xiaozhou Lingchen didn't stay here at that time, he went directly into the mountain."

After hearing this answer, several people were thoughtful.

Yu Luocha also asked Bu Zao, "Why do you suddenly want to take us up the mountain?"

"Is it sudden for me to take my own people up the mountain? I am in a good mood and I am happy." Bu Zao answered him very straightforwardly.

Yu Luocha would rather not ask who is your people, but thinking of the small wooden fish strung with a rope in his arms, he couldn't help but grind his teeth and couldn't deny it.

There is gain and loss, and everything has a price.

Unlike Yu Tianbao, Yu Luocha was originally very powerful and at the top of the martial arts world. He had an extraordinary understanding of martial arts. So far, he had read all the books in the mountainside library and had some understanding of the skills learned by the Salted Fish Sect, and he was eager to learn more.

Bu Zao was happy to teach him, but Yu Luocha had not been around in front of Bu Zao before in order to conceal his identity. Now that his identity was exposed, Bu Zao thought that Yu Luocha would come to him anyway - and the most important thing was to teach the other disciples martial arts, so he chose to enter the real base camp after the master and apprentice reconciled.

His answer to Yu Luocha was not perfunctory. An excellent sect must have various memory points, and the image of the base camp is very important.

There were more than 40 people in total, and they went up the mountain in a mighty manner, like a class teacher taking students on an outing.

From a distance on the road, we could see the place where the headmaster and Xiao Qingzhou had fought yesterday. Looking at the dilapidated scene full of rubble and broken wood, everyone let out a sound of surprise.

Yesterday, the smoke and dust were so thick that even if we stood at a high place, we couldn't see much. But today, even if we stood a little further away, we had a wider view and could more clearly feel how cruel the headmaster and Xiao Qingzhou were when they attacked each other.

That was no longer a sparring match.

Yu Tianbao felt that under the palm of the headmaster Bu, his head was like a crisp winter melon, which could be broken with one palm.

Passing by the rubble, a dog jumped out from above. Wangcai ran over leisurely with his tail wagging, grinning, laughing very brightly, and happily threw himself into Bu Zao's arms.

Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but cast an envious look at Bu Zao.

That's right... After all, Wangcai is the dog of the Salted Fish Sect.

Wangcai barked: "Woof woof woof woof!!!"

Bu Zao: "Oh, what did you say? You said your senior brother and Xiao Wang are together. OK, OK, I know."

Sikong Zhaixing raised his eyebrows: "You can understand what Wangcai is saying"

Bu Zao: "I know."

Sikong Zhaixing didn't believe it, and looked around. He saw the figures behind the trees in the distance. It was Chongming and Wang Lianhua.

The two sides converged.

The time between the head and Chongming to reconcile was less than a day. Before that, they were even tit-for-tat, and the atmosphere was tense, so the atmosphere was weird and quite subtle.

Wudu was very happy to meet his senior brother and said, "Senior brother! Xiao Wang!"

Chongming looked back and waited silently for Wudu to walk to his side, while Master Bu walked on the other side as if nothing had happened.

Wang Linhua watched their movements: "..."

Since he refused to say his name and only said that his surname was Wang, no matter what the suffix was, everyone in the Salted Fish Sect called him Xiao Wang.

"Looking at you like this, you should have understood it." Bu Zao said, "My eldest senior brother is very powerful, right?"

Chongming lowered his head, and Wang Linhua's mouth twitched, but he did not deny it: "He is indeed very powerful."

But generally speaking, Bu Zao, who set up the maze, is even more powerful.

Chongming remained silent after being praised by the master, and did not have the momentum and coldness that he had just shown to Wang Linhua.

Wang Lianhua came up with an incredible guess: Chongming is not shy, is he?

The moody owner of Wanwu Building

He wanted to observe Chongming's expression, and the others also cast vague glances at him, but Chongming's face was calm, and the half mask on his face also concealed his eyes well, making it difficult to distinguish.

After the observation failed, Wang Lianhua curled his lips and retracted his gaze.

From then on, they went up the mountain without any obstacles. Chongming and the head of the sect rarely talked, but they were not as far apart as before.

The change was obvious.

Passing through layer after layer of deceptive mazes, the front suddenly opened up. The mountain gate stood under the blue sky, framing a magnificent building. Looking from a distance, it was shining in the sun.

The mountain gate is connected to a stone bridge built with iron cables. Below is a raging torrent, with shadows of rocks scattered all over the riverbed.

It is impossible for more than 40 people to step on the stone bridge at the same time. They waited for a long time before they finished walking. There was a person who was afraid of heights. He closed his eyes and was carried by Yidianhong.

The killer's fear of heights seems to be a bit subtle, especially since the boss is black-hearted and inhumane. Bu Zao asked and found out that he was not good at light work. It turned out that he ranked very low in the killer organization and could not move up.

"It doesn't matter. The master will not make things difficult for you." Wu Du comforted him.

The other party's legs were weak, but he couldn't hide his moved expression.

Master Bu stood aside and did not deny it.

Bu Zao sighed that there was a fear of heights in the world of martial arts. It was really a refreshing world.

At the foot of the mountain gate, Xiao Qingzhou stood by the monument, smiling, wearing a pink dress, dazzling.

"Aren't you guys a little too late?" Xiao Qingzhou's tone was very natural, as if what happened last night had never happened.

Chongming said, "They are unfamiliar with the place, so they naturally walk slowly."

Xiao Qingzhou said nothing more, his smile remained unchanged, still faint.

There was still a hint of tension between him and Chongming, but when their eyes met, there was less hostility.

In just one night, such a big change happened.

If the head had been honest with his disciples earlier, perhaps so many things would not have happened.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but think so.

But if those things hadn't happened, they wouldn't have met the cheerful and lively Bu Zao.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng smiled. Then he saw the stone tablet beside the mountain gate, which was half covered by branches.

There was also a stone tablet with three big characters "Xianyu Sect" engraved on it at the mountain gate below. The handwriting was exactly the same, but the stone tablet was more bizarre in shape.

Because it looked like a fish facing up, it was the shape of the token of the Xianyu Sect, and the eyes were still very distinctive.

Yidianhong and Lengxue began to recall: Was there this stone tablet when they first came?

The head of the sect took the initiative to explain: "It's newly made. Isn't it very impressive?"

Looking at the fish with strange eyes, he really couldn't say the three words "very impressive".

...You used to go to the mountains every day. Were you making stone tablets?

Yu Tianbao had been looking forward to it all the way. Seeing this, he gave him face and applauded: "Very impressive! Very impressive!"

The head of the sect looked at him, his smiling mask as brilliant as ever.

"Young Master Yu has good taste."

He then said:

"Everyone, welcome to the Salted Fish Sect."