"Hey, what's the point of just sitting there without moving? Are you stupid?"
Ding Weixiang had been sitting on the ground like a stone, staring at the pile of tattered clothes in front of him for half an hour.
It was a piece of clothing torn in two and soaked with mud and water. It was not difficult to tell where it had been fished out from.
But even though it was so dirty, Ding Weixiang could still recognize at a glance whose clothes it was.
"It's just a piece of clothing. As the saying goes, if you want to see the person alive, you must see the body. Don't jump to conclusions so quickly..."
Before Shrike finished speaking, Ding Weixiang suddenly turned around and looked at her: "Ignorant youngster!"
The Shrike was stunned by the scolding, then reacted and became furious.
"Who are you calling a jerk, you bastard?! When I left the mountain, you were already naked and nowhere to be found!"
Ding Weixiang's face was terribly gloomy. He grabbed the rag and slowly stood up. "If Xiao Nanhui hadn't been chasing Zou Sifang so relentlessly, the master wouldn't have followed him."
"Are you relying on us? I don't know who was the one who insisted on following us. You're clearly as weak as a chicken, yet you still insisted on coming forward!"
Ding Weixiang practically leaped up from the spot, but Shrike dodged, the dagger already exposed from his sleeve: "Want a fight? Great, let me see what you're capable of."
Ding Weixiang stroked the sheath with one hand, his expression showing a hint of arrogance from his anger: "You are being unreasonable."
Shrike's eyes darted around until they landed on the scabbard of the peerless sword. He finally stopped trying to hide his sarcasm. "What's wrong? Is Dou's sword rusty?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Ding Weixiang could no longer maintain his previous attitude, and a trace of undisguised surprise appeared on his face.
Although he was born into the underworld, he had never walked the underworld. Since leaving An Daoyuan, his position had been limited to that man's side. Although that man sometimes liked to risk his life, there were not many people who could use his sword, and most of those who had witnessed his sword skills were already dead.
He had no impression of the person in front of him.
His eyes fell on the pair of daggers in the other person's hands, and Ding Weixiang finally remembered something.
"I've heard Master mention before that I once had a senior sister who wanted to inherit the sword technique. She had decent talent, but lacked stature. So it was you."
When Shrike heard the word "insufficient in stature", he gritted his teeth and said, "What's with that look in your eyes, Old Xie?! He actually found someone like you..." She choked, racking her brains to come up with some vicious words to hit him back, "He actually found a big, stupid guy like you!"
The Shrike's somewhat broken accusation resounded in the empty backyard of the Bear family.
Then, as if responding to this extremely childish quarrel between martial arts masters, a low cough sounded in the reed marsh.
Ding Weixiang turned around suddenly, passed by the Shrike like a gust of wind, and helped someone out in an instant.
Shrike looked back and saw Xiao Nanhui walking out with muddy feet and thin clothes.
"Weren't you two about to have a fight? Keep going!"
Shrike heard the teasing in Xiao Nanhui's tone and awkwardly kicked the clothes on the ground: "We searched all night last night, okay? This damn place is so dark that you can't even see your feet during the day, let alone at night. As soon as it got light this morning, he went in again to explore the way, but all he found were your clothes, and when he came out, they were like this."
Ding Weixiang ignored Shrike's words. He quickly checked Zhongli Jing and found that he was not injured. He breathed a sigh of relief and then knelt down with his fists clasped.
"I deserve death, my lord, please punish me."
Zhongli only gently touched the top of the man's head, his tone indifferent and emotionless: "Okay, this matter has nothing to do with you. I was reckless."
A hint of gratitude suddenly appeared in Ding Weixiang's dead fish eyes, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, but he still refused to get up for a while.
Xiao Nanhui watched sourly from the side, stepping on the toes of a nearby shrike and whispering hatefully, "Aren't you guys from An Dao Yuan known for your loyalty? And what about swearing allegiance to only one person in your lifetime? Why didn't you seem so anxious when I got into trouble?"
Shrike hugged his feet and jumped away: "I was forced, okay?! If the Marquis hadn't forced me to you, do you think I would be willing to eat your ass all day long?"
These words were really harsh and merciless, especially in front of outsiders.
Xiao Nanhui took a deep breath, silently chanting the word "endurance", and carefully took out the jade seal that he had been protecting in his arms: "Who asked you to be a follower? I brought you out here thinking you could help me with things, but in the end I still have to rely on myself. Fortunately, the things didn't drown in the mud..."
"Don't hold it in your hands, that one is fake too."
Xiao Nanhui was struck by lightning and stood still, looking in disbelief at the man with blue lips next to Ding Weixiang.
"What did you say? How could this be fake? Zou Sifang took it out himself. We followed him all the way here, so there's no way it can be wrong..."
Zhongli actually put on the thick fur coat that Ding Weixiang handed him, and his expression seemed to finally relax a little, but his voice was inexplicably hoarse: "He was also deceived. As for those who came to trade with him, they had no intention of taking the goods from the beginning. They were originally here to destroy the body. They don't know whether the goods are real or fake."
Since the Zhu Mingji dispute until now, Xiao Nanhui couldn't even remember how many groups of people had come to snatch and test it. But now, staring at the piece of green in his hand that he had obtained with untold hardships and risked his life, he still had some hope: "Where is Hao Bairen? Ask him to come and have a look. He might know some details..."
Before he finished speaking, there was some movement in the Xiong family's old house, and Hao Bai walked out from the side door dragging a huge animal skin bag.
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