In Jiangxia County, on the dark streets, Kumu was alone wandering on the street. Not long after, Kumu walked to the center of an intersection, and he frowned slightly.

However, when I saw a man sitting in an old tea stall on the right side of the intersection that had been abandoned for a long time.

Just seeing the man's back, Ku Mu had already realized it a little. His pace did not speed up, but he still walked to the tea stall at the slow speed.

"Why did you ask me out?"

The white-faced scholar played with the shiny teacup in his hand, and he was busy dealing with other things these days. Although he no longer needed to be very concerned about Liang Ji and was free, Ku Mu hurriedly asked him to come out to meet him.

He was still looking forward to this matter and was more worried.

What I look forward to is that this young man with a talent that is better than the Sword Saint is so anxious that he must have something important to tell him. What I am worried about is that he has been used to being cautious over the years. Ku Mu, the little guy, asked him out in the middle of the night, and he must be worried. After all, no matter how famous he is in the Sword Saint, he is just acquainted with that Sword Saint. As for Ku Mu, no matter how famous Ku Mu's name is among the younger generation of the Nanli Empire, it has nothing to do with him.

"We found out where the governor Liang County was."

Ku Mu had already done everything they learned in the county magistrate's office to tell the white-faced scholar and tell the white-faced scholar long before he set off.

Because only in this way can the white-faced scholar be able to listen. After all, before the incident of Mao Xinyu, there was something they knew about in the dungeon, but there was no disclosure of much between them and the white-faced scholar.

"I found it? What did I find it?"

The white-faced scholar suddenly stopped playing with the teacup. He was a little stunned. Obviously, he was surprised by what Ku Mu said.

I have followed Liang Ji for a while but I haven't found out any substantial things. These little guys have just followed Liang Ji for so long, and they have found some clues. Hey, I'm really not wrong to ask these little guys to help me.

"The ambush is hidden in the upper and lower line of the county magistrate's office. You have seen the lower line. With us, the upper line is in the dungeon of the county magistrate's office. However, although it was found that the upper line is, Senior Bai, have you ever heard of Zhurong's lineage?"

When Ku Mu first explained, his tone did not fluctuate at all, but until he mentioned Zhurong's lineage later, Ku Mu's tone became stronger. He raised his head and stared at the white-faced scholar. He wanted to observe some changes from the white-faced senior's face after hearing Zhurong's lineage.

As expected, the white-faced scholar's face changed slightly after hearing the four words of Zhurong's lineage in his words. Although it was small, he was also seen by the bitter wood.

"Zhurong's lineage? Are you, the guys who are hidden in the county magistrate's house? I warn you, you little guys may not understand the matter of Zhurong's lineage, but I want to tell you that Zhurong's lineage is not something that can be casual.

It is of great importance to mention it."

When the white-faced scholar said this, his expression was a little excited. For Zhurong's lineage, he was a top-level monk who was immersed in the world for many years. The secrets he knew about the mainland were naturally not something that juniors like Ku Mu could imagine. The secrets of Zhurong's lineage, especially for monks of his level, were very attractive.

"Senior Bai, we still know a little about Zhurong's lineage. In this kind of thing, we must have enough confidence to determine the authenticity of this matter."

Ku Mu took a deep breath, his face looked a little cold at this time, but when he was saying these words, his fingers couldn't help but shaking.

In Zhurong's lineage, Kumu knew in his heart how tempting this matter was for monks of the level of white-faced scholar, especially now, Kumu was not sure whether he could trust the white-faced scholar.

This huge temptation is enough to make the white-faced scholar betray all the contacts and transactions he had with the Nanli Empire. Even if his master, Sword Saint Feng Buping, would be cautious when dealing with him, let alone his white-faced scholar?

So what Ku Mu is worried about now is whether the white-faced scholar would choose to silence Ku Mu and the others without saying a word after knowing about Zhurong’s lineage.

However, after watching the white-faced scholar's subsequent reaction, Ku Mu gradually let go of some of his guard.

I saw the white-faced scholar pondering for a while, then frowned and said

"This matter is of great importance. Did Prince Feng know? If Prince Feng didn't know, who else knows this except you guys?"

Although he let go of some alertness in his heart, he still had the vigilance of the white-faced scholar. He replied with a tense look on his face.

"I only tell you about this matter for Senior Bai. However, I am not sure whether County Governor Liang knew about Zhurong's lineage. If County Governor Liang knew about Zhurong's lineage, he would be very likely to discover these."

Yes, if Liang Ji knew some of the problems of Zhurong, he was likely to notice them through the tattoo on the person.

The white-faced scholar narrowed his eyes slightly, and he thought about it and said.

"If this is the case, then Liang Ji will need to be more careful. However, I suggest you better report these things to Prince Feng and the others for this matter."

But just after saying this, a different look jumped in the white-faced scholar's eyes. He turned his head and looked at Ku Mu with a playful expression and continued to say.

"I think you were planning to hide this matter from me, why are you so anxious to tell me about these matters?"

It’s not that the white-faced scholar cannot see his current identity and background. Ku Mu and the little guys are always wary of him and are not willing to tell him about ordinary things, let alone the things about Zhurong’s lineage now. Haha, I guess something else should have happened, so Ku Mu and the others chose to make this happen.

Also share with yourself to know.

"We, something happened to us, suddenly laughed. Senior, you know, his energy was too exhausted, and he could only rest for the time being. His Highness Prince was poisoned by the body, and we arrested a guy who represented a domestic force who wanted to attack His Highness Prince. Now the only ones who can continue the mission are Qi Wuhen and I, so."

Ku Mu couldn't stop talking despair. He had just finished saying this, but the white-faced scholar directly took over and said what he was going to say next.

"So you want me to help you complete your task first? This is not impossible, but Kumu, I know, Prince Feng has given you some gadgets, right?"

The white-faced scholar ignored Ku Mu's words about Zhou Buyi or suddenly laughing. Anyway, he seemed to him as long as he was not dead, there was no need to make him care about it.

The only thing that can make him care about in the white-faced scholar now is the things that Feng Buping gave to Kumu.

As for how the white-faced scholar knows these, hehehe, these are the white-faced scholar’s ​​own tips.

When Ku Mu heard such straightforward words from the White-Faced Scholar, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly calmed down. He calmly took out an ordinary note from his arms and placed it on the table.

The white-faced scholar was also a little stunned when he saw this note that looked ordinary and nothing surprising, but he soon came back to his senses. He picked up the note and spread it open. After seeing the line of words written by Feng Buping on the note, the white-faced scholar suddenly smiled for some reason.

Not long after, he folded the note and put it on his sleeve. Then he smiled funnyly, sighed with regret in his tone.

"Oh, I really can't refuse the conditions offered by Prince Feng. Well, then I'll help you for a while. But Kumu, you have to know one thing, I can help you during this period, but you also have to know one thing."

When he said this, the white-faced scholar stood up from the chair. He turned around and left only a figure for Ku Mu. After a pause, he continued to say

"If I had a bad plan, you little guys would have died in the yard long ago. The cultivation between me and you is enough to make me kill you with one hand. It is true that you are vigilant, but these vigilant hearts must be stopped at the right time. Of course, as for your affairs, I will take over from tomorrow."

After saying this, the White-Faced Scholar threw the teacup he had been playing with in his hands back, and threw it into Kumu's arms in an impartial manner. When Kumu raised his head and looked at the White-Faced Scholar, the White-Faced Scholar had disappeared.

Holding the teacup in his hand, Ku Mu's face looked a little ugly. The words the white-faced scholar said to him before leaving were true, but for Ku Mu, there was no doubt that it was another setback from reality.
Chapter completed!