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Chapter Thirty-Five, You Gu Gao Ren, Mr. Cong Debate

It is September, and the sky is high and the clouds are clear.

Zhifei Taoist planned to bring Xu Tongzhen to Wuyazi, Leigushan. In his opinion, the people of the Xiaoyao Sect may have failed in life and their IQ is owed. However, it is undeniable that their attainments in art and knowledge have also reached the pinnacle. This is the idea that they made when visiting Leigushan.

Of course, Zhifei Taoist did not know where the Leigu Mountain was, but only knew that it was probably in Henan. He took Xu Tongzhen and rushed to Henan again. Then he spent a lot of money to get the location of Leigu Mountain from Feng Media. There were as many as three, one of which was not even in Henan. In desperation, he had to visit one mountain after another.

His luck was really not good. This was already the last place. As soon as he reached the mountainside, he turned around and saw the bamboo shade, the scenery was quiet, and a mountain stream flowed by. Zhifa Dao took two handfuls and drank it, and he felt sweet and refreshing. A pavilion was built next to the mountain stream with huge bamboos to build a pavilion, which was exquisite and exquisite. The bamboo was the pavilion, and the pavilion was the bamboo. At first glance, it was impossible to tell whether it was a bamboo forest or a pavilion.

Zhifei Taoist said in his heart: "You can't be wrong, it's here." He and Xu Tongzhen washed their faces with the stream water, sat in the pavilion for a while, and walked up the mountain road by the stream.

The road was getting steeper, but Zhifa Daoist pulled Xu Tongzhen and walked up like a leisurely stroll. After about half an hour, he entered a valley. The valley was filled with pine trees. The mountain wind passed by, and the sound of pine sounded like waves. After walking in the forest, he came to three wooden houses. Under a big tree in front of the house, there was a chess game under the tree. A short and thin old man in kudzu clothes and linen was sitting next to him and thinking hard.

The Taoist knew that this person was "Mr. Congbian" Su Xinghe. He also knew that the other party had already appeared in his master and apprentice, but Su Xinghe had to pretend to be a deaf and mute old man for some reason, so he was still pretending not to appear in his master and apprentice.

Although the Taoist Zhifei could bypass Su Xinghe and go directly to those wooden houses, Su Xinghe would definitely stop him. At that time, he was naturally unable to pretend. However, he was not a bad guest, and he would still ask for help and the other party for a while, so he would not cause any recklessness. As soon as he thought of this, the Taoist Zhifei led Xu Tongzhen to Su Xinghe, sat opposite Su Xinghe, and reported to his house: "Mr. Congbian is safe, I know that I am not good, and I will come to visit with my disciple Xu Tongzhen, and ask for something."

Xu Tongzhen followed the ceremony: "Boy Xu Tongzhen, pay homage to Mr. Congbian."

Su Xinghe raised his head and looked at the master and apprentice blankly, as if he really couldn't hear what Zhifei Taoist was saying. He opened his mouth, a few ah, and then buried his head again. Judging from his performance, he looked like a deaf and mute old man living in seclusion in the mountains without caring about the world.

Zhifei Taoist said again: "Mr. Congbian doesn't have to do this. My master and apprentice are here just to ask for advice, and there is no malice." Su Xinghe still couldn't hear it. After a while, he raised his head and saw Zhifei Taoist still sitting there. He pointed to the chessboard and signaled Zhifei Taoist to accompany him to play chess.

When the Taoist knew that he was pretending to behave like a little, he felt angry and ignored him. The old god was sitting there. Seeing this, Su Xinghe did not do anything else and continued to think about the game Zhenlong in the chess.

By noon, Zhifei Taoist still had no movement. Su Xinghe felt a little anxious. Su Xinghe naturally did not lack patience, but he wanted to deliver food to the master Wuyazi in the house. Zhifei Taoist would not leave, how dare he take care of Wuyazi? If the news leaked and Ding Chunqiu learned that Wuyazi was still alive, it would be really dangerous. As for leaving these two masters and apprentices, he had no idea at all. In his perception, Zhifei Taoist's aura appeared and seemed to have not yet existed. This feeling was only felt by several elders of the masters and sects when he was young.

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, but the person who knew Zhifa was ordered to Xu Tongzhen: "It's almost time to use lunch. Take out some food and fill our stomachs."

Seeing the master and apprentice eating happily, Su Xinghe cursed in his heart: "This guy is really not a good thing. I don't know what kind of tricks it is. Oh, Master, the disciple is incompetent, and I can't take good care of you."

After eating, Zhifei Taoist continued to sit quietly, and Xu Tongzhen watched quietly. Another hour later, Xu Tongzhen yawned. Zhifei Taoist looked at Su Xinghe who was already in a state of ease: "Why is Mr. Congbian upset?"

"It's not that you are so forced by your bull's nose." Su Xinghe cursed in his heart, but did not dare to show it, and he still pretended to be his deaf and mute.

Zhifei Taoist suddenly lost his interest in continuing to waste: "Mr. Congbian, I think the teacher has been hungry for most of the time, so you should take care of him first."

Su Xinghe was shocked and subconsciously reacted, exploring his palms and hitting him, covering the face of Zhifei Taoist. At the same time, he raised the table and hit the chess piece on the chess meter to hit Zhifei Taoist's vital points.

The Taoist, Zhifa, was calm and unhurried. He raised his left palm to block Su Xinghe, and brushed his right sleeves with his right sleeves, using the skill of the water sleeves to blow away the chess piece that was shot away. But after all, he neglected the meaning of Wuyazi to Su Xinghe. In order to hide the secret of Wuyazi's life, Su Xinghe did not mind doing anything.

At the beginning of the fight, Su Xinghe knew that he was absolutely unable to do anything to the Taoist man, and he did not have hope for it. He just wanted to seize Xu Tongzhen as a qualifier and force the Taoist man to keep the secret. Therefore, he was attracted by the chess piece with the Taoist man's attention and slid to Xu Tongzhen.

Xu Tongzhen's martial arts life is still short, how can he avoid Su Xinghe's all his strength? Zhifei Taoist shouted loudly: "Su Xinghe, how dare you!" He suddenly changed his shape, and stood in front of Xu Tongzhen at the critical moment, and raised his hand to attack Su Xinghe. However, in a hurry, the empty door was already wide open. Su Xinghe saw the opportunity was rare, so he became murderous: "Good opportunity, as long as you kill this Taoist priest, how can the child escape? Only the dead can keep the secret best." He did not dodge or dodge, and changed his moves, and pointed to Ru Jian and stabbed towards Zhifei Taoist brutally.

It was a long time to say that, and in an instant, Su Xinghe flew backwards, falling about a meter away, and bleeding from his mouth. It was not easy for him to pass, but although he leaned down at the last moment, Su Xinghe still left two shallow holes on his shoulder. Fortunately, he did not hurt his muscles and bones, which was not in the way.

But Su Xinghe actually dared to attack Xu Tongzhen. He knew that he was not a Taoist was very annoyed. He was about to come forward to leave a profound lesson for Su Xinghe, but he heard an old voice: "My friend, my disciple has already learned a lesson, so I will spare him."

The Taoist Zhifei stopped and looked back at Xu Tongzhen, snorted coldly: "Senior has such a great face! You are the master of Mr. Congbian Wuyazi? Humph, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. What kind of master teaches what kind of apprentice? From this point of view, you are not a big deal..."

"Stop talking, don't be unreasonable to my master!"

Su Xinghe was not seriously injured, so he quickly got up, and was glaring at Zhifei Taoist angrily.

Xu Tongzhen was originally concerned about the injuries of the wise man, and at this moment he responded to Su Xinghe: "Since you are afraid of others' words, it depends on your age, but you come to bully me, a child. Isn't it shameless? Even if your master is not as shameless as you, but he didn't teach you well, it is obvious that he is dereliction of duty. My master is just talking about the matter, but is he wrong?"

Su Xinghe couldn't help but get angry. Of course, he had something wrong with this matter, but he knew that the truth came to tease him. But now, according to the words of the master and apprentice, it seemed like he was making unreasonable trouble, all of it was his fault. He snorted coldly: "What a sharp-tongued boy."

"Xinghe, don't be rude." Wuyazi stopped Su Xinghe and said again: "My friend is not angry. Do you want to see me, the decayed old man?"
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