Murong Xiao was captured by the rebel general from southern Xinjiang?
Student Xiao Li fell into deep thought.
No, why did Brother Murong come to Yunzhou? And he happened to run into a rebel general.
In a way, this is good luck.
"Chang Bolun should just run away, why capture Murong Xiao? Wouldn't that just be a burden?"
Qian Bufan felt quite tired.
The group was about to return to Ziyang Prefecture, but they encountered this incident.
"We followed the external affairs steward of Jiancheng and searched for a long time, but we didn't find any trace of the other party."
"I wonder if that kid Murong Xiao is still alive..."
Xue Jing frowned and said.
"Every profession has its own specialty. Finding people is not what a swordsman is good at."
Li Mo pondered for a moment and analyzed:
"When Chang Bolong was being hunted by the government, he took Brother Murong with him. This shows that he had other intentions, such as..."
Shang Wu opened her almond-shaped eyes and said:
"For example, if you like a handsome young man? Then you should be careful, my dear disciple."
Li Mo: “…”
Let’s put aside the fact that Master’s guess was too outrageous.
He still likes to hear this.
Seeing the beautiful master become serious, Li Mo took out a bottle of aged wine and put it in her hand:
“This possibility cannot be ruled out.”
Shang Wu snorted, indicating that as long as she was there, she would definitely protect her beloved disciple.
Li Mo then continued:
“But then again.”
"We don't need to worry too much about Brother Murong's safety. Our top priority right now is to find him."
Everyone nodded, thinking that Junior Brother Li’s analysis made sense.
When Xiao Li becomes serious, he is reliable, and everyone suddenly feels like they have a backbone.
Ying Bing lowered his head slightly, the young man's eloquent talk reflected in his eyes.
She gently poured a cup of tea and placed it next to him calmly.
Qian Bufan said: "Let our fellows in Jiancheng take action. They will definitely take the lead, but we can't even find any trace of Chang Bolun and his group now."
The swordsmen are all strong, and they love to wear fine clothes and ride horses, and to show off their prowess in front of others.
But he was disdainful of searching for information and tracking it.
They have to choose a rooftop with a clear breeze and bright moon to discuss things. Do you expect them to lie in the gutter like ghostwriters, disguised as street beggars to search for information?
Jiancheng is willing to help.
But only in fighting.
"Yunzhou is not as good as Ziyang Prefecture after all, we can't start a war."
Xue Jing nodded.
“In fact, the solution is right in front of us.”
Li Mo suddenly smiled and said.
Everyone was stunned.
He walked out onto the street and said loudly:
"Brothers, there is a new job!"
In an instant, the originally bustling street became quiet.
Countless peddlers and street performers all stopped what they were doing.
Even the old man playing chess and the lame beggar stood up and stood in front of the restaurant door.
"Master Li, please give your orders."
"Who are you going to kill?"
"How do you want to kill it? Chop it into small pieces?"
The entrance of the restaurant was once very enthusiastic, and each of the killers was full of motivation and desire for performance.
They are really a group of hard-working and ambitious people who get rich through hard work.
"Well, I'll just say a few words."
"My bonus was withdrawn a while ago, but I haven't taken back the reward yet, so..."
Watching Li Mo standing in front of a group of killers and giving a speech.
Everyone in the restaurant fell into deep thought.
If outsiders saw this, they would think that Li Mo was the owner of the Yunzhou branch of Xiyu Tower. Not to mention outsiders, they all had an illusion for a while.
Our Qingyuan Sect is a famous and upright sect!
Not long.
Student Xiao Li arranged for the killers to be sent out.
He was planning to go back to the restaurant to discuss it with everyone.
"Brother Li."
A voice suddenly sounded from behind, belonging to a middle-aged man with a sallow face.
"I am Huang Donglai."
Huang Donglai was afraid that Li Mo would not recognize him, so he restored his original voice.
"Brother Huang, are you here to stay at the hotel? I don't have the time to entertain you right now..."
"No, I want to help Brother Li."
Huang Donglai cupped his hands and said seriously:
"Tracking clues is also my strong point."
"Do you have any research in this area?"
"Yes, I have some experience, especially how to destroy the body and hide my whereabouts."
"......"
Li Mo looked at Huang Donglai dressed as a middle-aged man.
If he didn't use the Divine Eyes of Destiny, even he wouldn't be able to see it.
Obviously, he really has some professionalism.
He is a rare talent.
........
When undercurrents surged in the city.
A certain temple is particularly quiet at this time.
This place is located in the suburbs of Yunzhou City. It is not usually very popular, but with its green mountains and clear waters and beautiful scenery, it is indeed a rare place for spiritual practice.
only.....
Nowadays, everyone in the temple, from the abbot to the novice monks, has been replaced.
squeak--
After seeing off the last group of pilgrims, the monk closed the heavy temple door, kicked away the wooden fish that was blocking his way, and walked in front of the abbot.
"General..."
"Um?"
The host with thick eyebrows opened his eyes slightly, with a look of hostility in his eyes.
The monk quickly changed his words: "Abbot, we are monks here, eating tofu and cabbage every day, our mouths are almost dry, when can we go back?"
It turned out that all the original monks in the "Jinguan Temple" had died.
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