"Tell me, why is that brat so stubborn? He won't even erect a tombstone for you, and he won't let you have any peace."
The old man sighed. "He won't let me drink, saying it was your order. You know I love drinking, especially your brew. How can you not let me drink? Want some fish? Master grilled one for you."
After saying that, the old man picked up the two fish that had been grilling over the fire and began to eat them.
In no time, only two fish bones remained, which he threw into the fire and burned along with the paper money.
Mu Tiantian: "......"
So you're just letting her eat fish bones?
After finishing his meal, the old man picked his teeth and said, "Tian Tian, your master tasted it for you, and the fish is quite delicious."
"Grandpa, why are you feeding fish bones to your ancestors?" Mu Tiantian walked up to the old man and teased him.
Xing Wusong looked up and saw a thin, frail-looking man standing in front of him.
But he couldn't sense his presence, which showed that the other party's internal strength was not low.
Xing Wusong looked Mu Tiantian up and down. "Young man, your kung fu is quite good. Are you from the manor?"
"I just arrived yesterday." Mu Tiantian sat down next to him with a glass of wine and asked, "Grandpa, are you also from the resort? Why didn't I see you when I came yesterday?"
"I don't like staying here. Young man, where are you from? Why did you come to this resort?"
"I don't know where I'm from. I came to the resort because I wanted a place to stay."
Xing Wusong asked her many questions in order to find out information about her.
However, her answers were all ambiguous and not very detailed.
Seeing her wariness, Xing Wusong stopped trying to get information out of her and casually asked, "Do you know martial arts?"
"I know a little."
"What kind of martial arts do you practice?" Xing Wusong had just finished asking when a gust of wind blew in and extinguished the fire.
Xing Wusong had no intention of lighting any more; he had only come back today to burn paper money for his apprentice.
Mu Tiantian curled her lips, "What kind of martial arts? ... I'll show you."
After saying that, she channeled her inner energy and silently recited the incantation, and the fire ignited the next moment.
Upon seeing this, Xing Wusong became wary. "Are you from the Phoenix Buddha Sect?"
"It was true before, but not anymore. I've been expelled from the sect." Mu Tiantian's words were true.
Since she saved Bei Mingchuan, she is no longer a disciple of the Fengfo Sect.
"Why?"
"You saw it just now, secretly learning martial arts," Mu Tiantian said casually.
When Xing Wusong was young, he was expelled from the Phoenix Buddha Sect for secretly learning the last volume of the Phoenix Blazing Flame, thus earning the reputation of a traitor.
"I've never heard of you before. What's your name?" Xing Wusong had been a wanderer in the martial arts world for many years, and the Phoenix Buddha Sect was a major sect.
To be able to cultivate the Phoenix Blazing Flame to the eighth level and still be expelled from the sect must surely make him a traitor in the Phoenix Buddha Sect, and this will be announced to the martial arts world.
But recently, Fengfo Sect has been very quiet.
He felt it was a little too quiet.
"My name is Xing Mu." Mu Tiantian picked up the wine jar and said with a smile, "Grandpa, have a drink, drink more, maybe your apprentice will appear in your dream tonight."
"You say you don't burn any real gold and silver, what's the point of burning just a couple of fish bones?" Mu Tiantian muttered between drinks. "Is he even your own apprentice?"
Xing Wusong didn't say anything, just stroked his beard and glanced at her from head to toe.
Xing Mu...
He increasingly felt that this young man resembled his apprentice.
Moreover, Xing Mu's voice was clearly altered, and his face was probably disguised as well.
interesting.
He wanted to see just who this Xing Mu was.
Bu Xiu, who was not far away, watched the two chatting and did not dare to approach.
Xing Wusong recognized his face; he couldn't show himself.
He also saw the technique Xing Mu was using and was convinced of it.
She is Mu Tiantian.
If that's the case, does that mean the corpses in the Xuanbing Pavilion are fake?
Bu Xiu was also completely puzzled.
His thoughts were completely focused on Mu Tiantian's identity, and he didn't notice the person following him at all.
Xuanbing Pavilion.
Yi Xun told Bei Mingchuan everything he had seen at Wushuang Manor.
"Return to the manor tomorrow," Bei Mingchuan said indifferently, glancing at the corpse on the ground. "Throw the body to feed the dogs."
Yi Xun then noticed the man in black lying on the floor of the cell. "Master, what is this...?"
"Death squad".
"I failed in my duty of guarding the area," Yi Xun knelt down and apologized. "Please punish me, Your Excellency."
"The fact that someone could sneak in means there must be a spy within the Xuanbing Pavilion. Find that person and find out who's behind them."
"yes."
Bei Mingchuan took two steps toward the prison gate, and his body suddenly turned cold. His lips and the back of his hands instantly frosted over.
He immediately channeled his internal energy, and the next moment blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
The frost on my lips and the back of my hands slowly faded away.
After finishing his exercise, Bei Mingchuan felt weak and cold, as if he were in a snowy wonderland.
Yi Xun, worried, couldn't help but speak up, "Sect Master, your current physical condition doesn't allow you to stay in the ice chamber. Your cold poison..."
"Shut up." Bei Mingchuan wiped the blood from his lips and left the dungeon.
Yi Xun was quite helpless.
It seems that ever since he told the Pavilion Master five years ago that Mu Tiantian told the Crown Prince that she liked Bei Mingchuan, the Pavilion Master has been acting somewhat strangely.
Even though he reminded the Pavilion Master that it was just a rhetoric Mu Tiantian used to deceive the Crown Prince.
But the Pavilion Master didn't listen at all and went to investigate what preparations were needed for a wedding.
Even if he were stupid, he could tell that the Pavilion Master liked her, and liked her a lot.
He was also worried that the Pavilion Master would not be able to accept Mu Tiantian's death.
However, to his surprise, the Pavilion Master actually married the corpse.
Xing Wusong was immobilized by the Pavilion Master and became their witness at the wedding.
From then on, Xing Wusong left the manor and almost never returned.
I suppose my return to the mountain villa today is also because of the anniversary of Mu Tiantian's death.
The cold poison within the body has not been completely cleared, and he has been spending his days in the ice chamber with corpses, which has probably worsened the cold poison.
Yi Xun was worried that if Bei Mingchuan's health continued to deteriorate, his chances of survival would be slim.
...
The next morning, Xiao Cui brought breakfast to Mu Tiantian.
She happened to run into Xiangmei. She was about to bow when she remembered what Mu Tiantian had said and stopped. "Sister Xiangmei."
After greeting Xiao Cui, he was about to walk over.
Xiangmei frowned slightly and called her over, "Xiaocui, why didn't you bow to me?"
“I remember Sister Tian Tian never set this rule, so I don’t think we need to be so formal,” Xiao Cui said, following Mu Tian Tian’s instructions.
Xiangmei was displeased. "Sister Tiantian is dead, and I am your older sister. Of course you have to listen to me."
"But shouldn't we both listen to the master? After all, Old Master Xing is still alive and well."
"Of course I'm alive and well. Are you two cursing this old man to die so early in the morning?"
Upon hearing Xing Wusong's voice, Xiangmei's face immediately lit up with a smile, and she stepped forward with delight. "Master, we were just chatting. We missed you so much, how could we possibly curse you?"
"Xiangmei has grown so much." Xing Wusong smiled and looked at Xiao Cui. "This must be Xiao Cui. You've grown into a beautiful young lady in the two or three years since I last saw you."
"Master." Xiao Cui's face was full of joy, and she seemed more sincere than Xiang Mei.
Xing Wusong asked, "What are you two arguing about so early in the morning?"
"village..."
"It's like this, I'm teaching Xiao Cui Manor the rules, and I'm afraid she won't remember them and might bring some shady characters back to the manor." Xiangmei interrupted her, not giving her a chance to speak.
Xing Wusong glanced at Xiangmei, then looked at Xiaocui, "Is that so, Xiaocui?"
Xiangmei glared at Xiaocui, her meaning clear: tell her not to talk nonsense.
Xiao Cui boldly said, "Sister Xiangmei taught me to bow respectfully when I see her, but Sister Tiantian has never set such a rule. I remember you, Master, told us to all listen to Sister Tiantian."
"Greetings? Why so many rules?" Xing Wusong waved his hand. "I hate these cumbersome rules the most. There are only so many rules set by your sister Tian Tian. I am the master of the manor. Even if Bei Mingchuan came, he couldn't change them."
"The reason I had you two watch over the manor was to prevent us from being taken advantage of, not to have you set up your own rules and cause trouble for the manor. And bowing? How much bowing do you have to do? I didn't get this treatment when I was at the manor."
Xing Wusong looked at Xiangmei seriously and said, "I want to see if you can handle this."
Seeing that the master of the manor was angry, Xiangmei began to panic and did not know what to do.
At this moment, Xing Wusong heard the commotion outside the villa and guessed who had come.
He asked Xiao Cui, "Who is this meal for?"
“Young Master Xing came to the villa the night before last.”
"Xing Mu?"
Xiao Cui nodded. "You know him?"
Xing Wusong took the food box. "When Bei Mingchuan arrives, just say you've never seen me. Where is Xing Mu's room?"
Xiao Cui pointed in a direction, and Xing Wusong immediately walked forward without wasting a moment.
Just as he expected, Bei Mingchuan arrived shortly after he left.
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