After Master Xuanbei finished writing this letter, he put down his brush, raised his head and looked at Tian Pingnan and said: "After dawn, you will fly a carrier pigeon to the letter distributor in Baoniu Village."
Tian Pingnan nodded and said: "Don't worry, junior brother, this matter will be handled properly."
Everyone unanimously believed that Fu Humen must have done this.
Those young boys who died tragically all died from the soul-destroying palms in their bodies. Each and every one of them died tragically. It would be impossible to say that he didn't have any hatred towards Fuhumen in his heart.
Of course, Tian Tianyuan still felt quite guilty in his heart.
If it hadn't been for killing that man at Wu Sanniang's Restaurant during the day, this tragedy would never have occurred.
"Ah! Even now I'm still not sure whether the person who died was from Fuhumen?"
Granny Tianji exclaimed.
Zhao Rui's eyes lit up at the same time, and he quickly said: "That's true. We can't be sure whether that person is from Fuhumen."
Tian Tianyuan said: "Brother Zhao, that person must be from Fuhumen. Think about it, if he is not from Fuhumen, our Tian family and Fuhumen have never had any enmity. Why would they deal with our Tian family like this?"
Although what Tian Tianyuan said makes sense, until now it has all been nothing more than speculation.
Zhao Rui frowned tightly, looked at Master Xuanbei, and said, "In the martial arts world, besides Fu Humen, is there anyone else who knows the Soul-Destroying Palm?"
Master Xuanbei thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Although it's not certain, you have to know that the reason Fuhumen was able to become famous in the world of martial arts was all because of this soul-destroying palm."
"The power of the soul-destroying palm is quite terrifying. It is simply not something that ordinary people can cultivate!"
Although it was still speculation up to this point, Zhao Rui stopped asking further questions.
After dawn, Tian Pingnan distributed the carrier pigeons step by step. Half an hour later, the station staff came to pick up the letter.
Tian Pingnan paid the money to the inn staff, and the inn staff worked hard and spent most of the day to deliver the letter to Xu Dashan, the master of Fuhumen.
Xu Dashan has many things to deal with every day, Fuhumen is now in the development stage, and he originally did not want to pay attention to this problem.
However, I heard from my subordinates that this letter was sent by Master Xuanbei, so I immediately opened it and read it.
After seeing it, Xu Dashan looked suspicious, and then he quickly ordered his men to prepare their horses and quickly went to Baoniu Village.
Since it took a whole day to go back and forth, when Xu Dashan was about to arrive at Baoniu Village, it was already dark again.
During this whole day, Zhao Rui, Murong Chunyu and others stayed in the main hall. Since all the servants and maids in the house had been dismissed, no one could light a fire to cook.
Fortunately, there were a lot of snacks at home, so Zhao Rui and others relied on these snacks to eat for the whole day.
Eat three meals a day, and eat snacks to satisfy your hunger.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and Tian Pingnan was eager to say: "I guess the letter you wrote to the head of Fuhu Clan, junior brother, has been delivered to the head of Fuhu Clan."
Master Xuanbei put his hand on Tian Pingnan's shoulder and said, "Brother, don't worry. Once my letter is passed, he will have to look at the Buddha's face even if he doesn't look at the monk's face. Nine times out of ten, it's impossible.
Do it again."
Tian Pingnan sighed, nodded repeatedly and said, "This is the best!"