Seeing that there was no one around, Qu Wuming said to the two of them: "I just found that you are very suitable for practicing Taoism, and I just kindly remind you. If you are determined to practice Taoism, I have a place I can recommend you to go to. The elders there are familiar with me.
I will definitely take care of you."
"That's great! Then I'll help you, big brother!" The little fat man and the young man hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Oh, I'm really sorry, but you haven't asked big brother what your name is?"
"This..." Qu Wuming pondered for a moment after hearing the words. He thought that there might be a conflict with the city lord's mansion soon, which would bring unnecessary trouble to them, so he replied, "My name is Wu Qu."
"I've met Brother Wu!" The little fat man saluted again, "My surname is Tang, and my name is Tang Hongyu. His surname is Yun, and his name is Yun Zhonghe."
Hearing this, Qu Wuming looked at the two of them meaningfully and said, "I am somewhat familiar with your names."
"Oh? When did Brother Wu hear our names?" Yun Zhonghe couldn't help but ask.
"I know a senior expert who has the unique method of killing and subduing demons. His name is Tang Hongyu." Qu Wuming first looked at the little fat man and replied, then turned to look at the person next to him, "
As for you, you are the third Yun Zhonghe I have met. Those of you named Yun seem to like to be called Yun Zhonghe."
While he was talking, Qu Wuming caught a glimpse of a new change on the floating island in the middle of the lake. He didn't want to linger around these two young people any longer. He raised his hand and tapped their eyebrows. The two of them immediately stood on the spot, as if they were there.
Just like a wooden pile...
When Tang Hongyu and Yun Zhonghe woke up, where was the shadow of Qu Wuming anywhere in front of them? It was as if all the previous conversations were like dreams, and the two couldn't help but look at each other.
However, the extra information in the two people's minds is actually the real thing-Lingyin Sect, Han Tian, Lingyin City, and an entry-level training method...
At this time, Qu Wuming had already walked through the crowd towards a suspension bridge behind the floating island in the middle of the lake.
Looking from a distance, there were more than ten people on the suspension bridge walking out in groups. The person in the middle and leading the way was the man wearing a light golden python robe. The lord of Chang'an City, Zhen Buping, nodded and bowed beside him and said something with an apologetic smile.
The person Qu Wuming was paying most attention to, Lu Ling, and a young master were lagging far behind, seeming to be talking with their heads down.
Qu Wuming quietly hid in the crowd and watched them from a distance. After seeing them far away from the lake, Lu Suling took a few steps forward to greet the man in the light gold python robe, while the young master slipped away quietly while everyone was not paying attention.
Towards the exit of the back garden.
"Mr. Zhen, I found you." Qu Wuming curled his lips and quietly followed him out.
Young Master Zhen led an entourage out of the city lord's palace and went straight to his own house. He had already received the news from the matchmaker's trustee and knew that the Lin family refused his request regardless of Lin Manlu's life. He felt already in his heart.
He was furious, and when he finally got the chance to leave the poetry conference, he wanted to ask the matchmaker what happened.
When he walked into his house, a servant had already come to greet him, but he heard Master Zhen say angrily: "Where is Mrs. Wang? Call her over quickly!"
"Third Young Master! Third Young Master! You are back! You have to make the decision for me..." Wang Po had been waiting in the front hall for a long time. When she heard Third Young Master Zhen's voice, she got up and ran out wiping her tears.
Young Master Zhen frowned and raised his hand from afar. Wang Po fell to the ground with a cry. She seemed to have not realized what was going on. There was already a red slap mark on her face.
What I wanted to say later was slapped back by this slap.
"Speak nicely, why are you howling in mourning?" Mr. Zhen scolded angrily.
Wang Po was stunned for a moment, then she half-knelt and half crawled forward a few steps, and said to Third Young Master Zhen: "Third Young Master, I went to the Fuwei Escort Agency to propose marriage according to your instructions. I didn't expect them... to actually do it again.
The slave family was kicked out..."
"Blasted out?" Young Master Zhen said angrily, "Didn't you say that my master could save her life?"
"I told you! I told you!" Mrs. Wang nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, "But they don't seem to care at all. It seems they are determined not to marry you!"
"Tell me carefully what happened at that time. Remember, don't leave a single word behind! And don't make me jealous! Say it!" Young Master Zhen said angrily.
"Yes, it was like this at that time..."
After Wang Po finished describing the situation at that time, Mr. Zhen could not help but frown and began to ponder. After a moment, he suddenly asked: "You said there was a burly swordsman beside Lin Zhennan? Lin Zhennan also respected him very much.
?Do you know who he is?"
Wang Po shook her head and answered truthfully: "I don't know. Lin Zhennan never introduced him from the beginning to the end. He never spoke before, he just asked for the name of the miracle doctor."
Young Master Zhen frowned slightly when he heard this. He suddenly felt a little uneasy for some reason. He paced a few steps with his hands behind his back, then suddenly turned around and pointed at Granny Wang's nose and cursed: "You are a person who fails to succeed but fails to succeed! Previously,
I asked you to go find a matchmaker and ask for a hand in marriage. You assured me that the match would be successful, but you were thrown out. I said that I would ask my father to come to the house in person to put pressure on me, but you suggested that I find ways to use some means to get that person to marry me.
I showed kindness to the Lin family when they were desperate, so what now?! If I had invited my father to propose marriage early, what reason would the little Fuwei Escort Agency have to shirk?! Now it's good, the little beauty's life is at stake, if she really dies
What should I do?"
Wang Po thought secretly: "At that time, you clearly said that you wanted to ask the city lord to help you propose marriage, but you were worried that the city lord would not agree to it. Then you suddenly thought that the master was about to be invited to Chang'an City, and there would be many ways to control the Lin family. What?
Now it's all my fault?" But even though he was so slanderous in his heart, he didn't dare to talk back at all, so he had to lower his head and say nothing.
"No, no, my master's methods are so powerful. What if the little beauty can't bear it and dies early? Why do I feel that if the delay continues, the little beauty of the Lin family will really die? No, I
You have to find my master quickly..." Young Master Zhen walked back and forth a few more steps, muttering to himself, then turned around and walked out.
But before he could take a few steps, his eyes were blurred. There was already a strangely dressed man in the courtyard - a tall and burly man, wearing a tight-fitting scholar's robe that didn't fit him, and a mask on his face.
A ghost mask covered the entire face, and with my little spiritual power, I couldn't see through the mask to see the person's true face.
Young Master Zhen was stunned on the spot.
Wang Po, who was not far behind him, was also stunned, but she felt that this burly scholar looked a bit familiar.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my house?!" Young Master Zhen found that he could not detect the other party's cultivation and aura. It was obvious that the other party's strength was far beyond his Qi refining period. He couldn't help but panic in his heart, and hurriedly followed quietly.
He took out a thin jade plaque from the storage ring, quietly held it in his hand and crushed it, while pretending to be calm and scolding on the surface.
The person who came was none other than Qu Wuming.
With the power of Qu Wuming's spiritual consciousness, he had already noticed the little move of Young Master Zhen crushing the jade plaque, but he did not stop it at all. Instead, he pretended not to know and asked coldly: "What did your master reveal to Lin Man?"
What kind of poison? I'll count to three. If you don't answer, I'll remove one of your arms!"
"It's him! He's the swordsman from Fuwei Escort Agency!" As soon as Qu Wuming spoke, Wang Po finally heard it and hurriedly raised her finger and pointed at Qu Wuming and shouted.
"Noisy!" Qu Wuming snorted coldly and stared. Wang Po's body suddenly flew out and hit the rosewood square table in the middle of the front hall with a bang. She rolled her eyes and fainted.
Qu Wuming didn't even look at Mrs. Wang, he stared at Young Master Zhen coldly and said, "One!"
Young Master Zhen looked back at the old lady Wang, who was bleeding from the back of her head. She couldn't help but swallowed and took half a step back. However, she still shouted in a trembling voice: "You are so brave! My father is the lord of Chang'an City.
!If you dare to hurt me, I will let my father crush you to ashes, and then destroy Fuwei Escort Agency!"
"two!"
"My master is Sky Poison Sect Supreme Elder Lu Ling! If you dare to hurt me, my master will make it impossible for you to live or die!" Mr. Zhen accidentally caught a glimpse of a leg lying on the ground at the door of the front yard, and he couldn't help but feel.
He was even more panicked and took half a step back again.
Because that leg belonged to the follower who followed him back—that was a monk in the alchemy stage that his father arranged to be by his side to protect him.
"three!"
"You can't...ah!!!" Mr. Zhen was about to say something to threaten Qu Wuming, but his left shoulder suddenly felt a lightness, and then there was a sharp pain. When he looked down, he saw that his left arm had been completely broken.
, blood spurted out like a fountain.
Young Master Zhen let out a shrill scream, his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground. He covered his shoulder with his only remaining hand and almost fainted from the pain.
Qu Wuming estimated that time was almost up. A gray cloak flew out of the storage ring, and he put it on with a shout, hiding the scholar's uniform underneath. Then he flicked his finger, and a healing elixir popped out.
After flying into Young Master Zhen's mouth, Young Master Zhen suddenly felt a numbness on his left shoulder. The wound was actually covered with granulation and was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah?! No, don't! You..." Young Master Zhen was so frightened that he couldn't speak incoherently. You know, if it is a serious injury such as a broken limb, if the broken limb is still active, it can be reattached, and then it can be reattached.
After taking this elixir with excellent healing effects, it is possible to reattach the broken limb. But if you take the elixir to heal the wound before that, then the arm may never grow back easily.
Already...
But Qu Wuming did not listen to his nonsense, but continued to say coldly: "Let me ask you again! What kind of poison did your master give Lin Manlu?"
Young Master Zhen glared at Qu Wuming angrily and did not answer. His eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.
"one!"
"I don't know, I don't know..." Mr. Zhen's eyes softened and his body began to tremble involuntarily.
"two!"
Qu Wuming's ruthless voice was like a life-threatening charm, which made Master Zhen so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst into tears. He kept muttering in a low voice: "Daddy, come and save me, daddy, come and save me..."
"three!"
"No, don't, I really don't know!" Mr. Zhen cried as he kicked his feet on the ground and stepped back, as if he thought he could escape Qu Wuming's clutches...