Chapter 100: Hidden worry

Xuan Su slightly understood the technique of Qihuang, so he took over the innocently affected woman and began to heal. Ye Fusheng held Xie Li in one hand and hugged the little girl in one hand, and felt that she was more and more like an old mother.
After such a thing, no one thought to drink tea and chat again. Several disciples of Tianjianmen helped Xuan Su to carry the wounded to the hospital, and the rest talked to Ye Fusheng.
Ye Fusheng was accustomed to making irresponsible remarks in gags, and he quickly became one with these people. From the conversation, he learned that they and the Sihai Gang Shicai met on a narrow path. This was just a verbal friction, but the other party hurt them. The younger brother, who didn't start his hands for a while, didn't expect that the injured "common disciple" didn't know when he had been impersonated by others. It was really frightening.
They were indignant, and Ye Fusheng listened to his ears on the surface, but calculated in his heart.
The person who pretended to be a disciple of Tianjianmen clearly provokes a conflict between the two sides, and there are two other associates who are mixed in the crowd. If the appropriate person is not broken by him, I am afraid that the two will kill the chaos and marry the two parties. Tianjianmen and the Sihai Gang really came to an end.
From the elaborately made human skin mask to the well-trained skills of these three people, it does n’t look like the ordinary Jianghu Xiaoxiao who has nothing to do, but unfortunately ran one, Xuansu killed one, and Ye Fusheng discounted his arm. The man also bite the poison pill and committed suicide without keeping a live mouth.
There are too few clues at the moment, and Ye Fusheng can't sort out more information. He just feels abnormal about the upcoming martial arts conference. He wonders when he will go back and talk to Duan Heng. Although the little old man doesn't want to see him, it's just a matter of business. No difference.
Galan City is close to Wenshan Mountain, and there are many martial arts people who come and go on weekdays. The doctor is quite familiar with the treatment of these injuries, but the woman is weak and is seriously injured by the palm of her hand. It is likely that the root of the disease will fall.
Song Ling, a disciple of Tianjianmen, was ashamed and sighed. After all, it was their affairs that affected the innocent passers-by, but it was a foregone conclusion. They had to leave enough money to talk about their apologies and let the injured continue to see the doctor.
They hurried to ask Zen Mountain, and they didn't stay much. They left the medical hall in a state of embarrassment. The little girl in Ye Fusheng's arms was still choking, and he couldn't help worrying when crying.
Xie Li tugged at his clothes corner, and after Ye Fusheng put the little girl down, he carefully wiped her tears with a veil and touched the sweet-scented osmanthus sugar paste to coax her.
Ye Fusheng still remembers that before the month, this young owner of the Broken Water Villa was still a stubborn and stubborn little stunner. Now he has begun to soften his mind and tried to learn to be cautious and meticulous.
The doctor rescued, and Xuansu couldn't stay inside, so he opened the curtain and came out. He deliberately scrubbed the blood stained on his hands, and when he saw Xie Li coaxing the little girl, he couldn't help laughing.
Ye Fusheng gave Yinqian to ask a man familiar with the people in the city to notify the mother and daughter's family, and turned around and asked, "How is it?"
"The anxiety of lifelessness, the internal force hitting her has also been reduced by me, so I can live for two or three years, and should be able to recover as before." Xuan Su raised his hand to wipe the frontal horn thin sweat, clearly something that had nothing to do with him, but I have done my best to this point, and have only been relieved until now.
Yecai Ye Fusheng shot, firstly, to prevent conflicts from escalating and to make the heartfelt wishful. Second, it was also thinking that the Taishang Palace had not been in the world for a long time, and Xuansu lacked the experience of rivers and lakes.
As a result, I didn't expect to look at the young gentleman who was gentle as if he had no temper.
There were a few thoughts in his heart, and when Xie Li finally coaxed the little girl into tears, Ye Fusheng took him out with Xuan Su.
After walking out of the hospital, Xie Licai said: "The second uncle once said," It is only the incompetent people who do this to kill the pond fish. "But why do these scourges always involve innocent people? Is it that Wu Lin is so big that there is no one with skill? ? "
Xie Li had some early wisdom, and after another great change, the extraordinary children were comparable. Although Ye Fusheng always takes care of him as a junior who is close to him, he doesn't squeeze anything, so he is happy to listen to him.
After hearing this, Ye Fusheng said: "There are many people who have the ability to protect innocent people, because" people don't destroy themselves for their own sake ", if someone wants to use their own power to clear the sky, the general situation is There are only two endings. "
The person who asked was Xuan Su: "Which two?"
Ye Fusheng closed his eyes: "Either he was squandered by world affairs to live up to his enthusiasm, or he was calculated and used, and his brain was smeared."
The atmosphere condensed for a moment, and Xie Li was shocked by his words. After a short walk with the same hands, he asked: "What about the unusual situation?"
Ye Fusheng smiled: "Unusual situation is to change yourself from a flat boat with a wave to a helmsman in order to take the people who are full of the boat to the shore with the wind and waves."
Xie Li was stunned: "So ... can one do it alone?"
"Of course not, there is no way in the world that I can go to the top by myself." After a pause, Xuan Su looked at Ye Fusheng, and Wenxiange knew the elegant meaning. "You don't like this election of the martial arts leader?"
They walked through an alley, and Ye Fusheng was always paying attention to the surroundings. Naturally, he was not afraid of any partition walls and ears, and the corners of his mouth were uplifted: "I was provoked by the people who were interested and selected by a bunch of people who compete for profits. What is the best choice in this situation? "
As the saying goes, "Practice martial arts first." Those who have no temperament are narrow-minded in the end. If such a person is mediocre, it is better. Once the martial arts master is in the top position, I am afraid that it will cause more trouble.
"Wuxiang Temple has been famous for a long time, and is also a monk. This time, it has been released earlier, saying that it is only a planner, intending to lay a stage for the martial arts heroes, without the heart of power struggle, and the disciples under the door will not participate in the conference. "Xuan Su thought a little," but from your tone, it seems that this martial arts conference is like a conspiracy. "
Ye Fusheng said: "The initiator may not necessarily be the person who set up the game. There are still details in the back to wait for our verification, but the precautions are indispensable."
Xuan Su nodded seriously and took his reminder in his heart.
The three of them talked together and waited until night to return to the inn. They were going to go directly to the room without disturbing others, but when they opened the door, they saw an unexpected guest, Dove, occupying the magpie's nest.
The little old man with his eyebrows sitting at the table, a pot of hot tea has been cold, it seems to have waited for a long time. Seeing them coming back, Duan Heng was not busy speaking, but just snort from the nose.
If Ye Fusheng had some doubts before, and now he listens to the gossip, he doesn't mind his bad attitude at all, knowing that he is not to be seen, he simply poke behind Xuan Su.
As a result, he retreated so much, Duan Heng said instead: "What do you do if you stand so far? Will the handsome boys hide behind others?"
Ye Fusheng: "..."
Although he felt that Master was unauthentic in the past, he was low-hearted to let the other person down, but this old man really made him unable to respect the old man.
Ye Fusheng didn't know that Duan Heng looked at him more like a catfish in his throat. Ming Duanqing has already said that this is his apprentice with Gu Lifang, but Duan Heng feels that Ye Fusheng is like Gu Lifang, not a clue, but a temper that looks like he ’s not afraid Ten to ten.
He decided not to be upset, not to look at Xuan Su, and asked, "Where have you been?"
Xuan Su explained the itinerary, and put more emphasis on the fact that someone provoked Tianjianmen and the Sihai Gang. Duanheng listened, and his face dignified.
Ye Fusheng asked: "What advice does Uncle Shi find us?"
Duan Heng raised his eyes and glanced at each of their three faces: "I checked the invitation and found a little problem."
Xuan Su and Ye Fusheng were stunned. Both of them had read the invitations, but did not notice anything wrong.
Duan Heng took out the invitation from his arms, pulled out a letter, and pushed it together.
The correspondence has been for some years, and the paper has been yellowed, but the preservation is still intact. Ye Fusheng and Xuan Su made a careful comparison, and found that the handwriting of invitations and letters should come from one person.
However, the invitation was signed by the abbot, and the person who wrote the letter was the "West Buddha" Sekong Zen Master.
Master Sekong has not been involved in dust for a long time, and there are not many people who have met with him on the rivers and lakes, and few people have kept his pen and ink. This letter was written by him after his death at the end of the world five years ago. Eulogy.
Did the abbot Semen imitate Master Sekong's handwriting, or did the master Sekong invite the Taishang Palace to participate in the name of the abbot?
Either way, there is something strange.
Duan Heng asked: "What do you think?"
Xuan Su carefully compared the handwriting again, saying: "If it is a pen-like, it has reached the state of being fake and real, and it has not been possible for hard work to reach such a level in a few years. I am afraid that people who are not close can not do it."
Both the abbot Semen and the master Sekong were monks in childhood, and they were brothers of the same master. They were brothers and sisters. If the abbot Semen wanted to imitate the handwriting of Master Sekong, it was indeed a breeze.
Duan Heng looked at Ye Fusheng: "What about you?"
Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes: "I have two ideas. The first is to combine the two possibilities just now. That is ... Please see the abbot Imitating the handwriting of Master Sekong. Please attend the upper palace."
Xuan Su didn't turn a little bit: "What's the point?"
Ye Fusheng's fingers landed on the invitation, his eyes dimmed: "If so, then the abbot is telling us in this way ... be careful to pretend to be a secret."
In one word, Duan Heng and the three thought of the Tianjianmen and the Sihai Gang at the same time.
Xie Li stumblingly asked: "But he is an abbot, Wuxiang Temple is under his control, why don't you tell us clearly?"
Duan Heng's complexion contained ice: "Let Sei Abbot be careful so far, it is likely that something has gone wrong in Wuxiang Temple, he has been overwhelmed by himself, and ..."
Ye Fusheng's mouth twitched, and although he smiled with coldness: "At least one of the two people who came to send invitations is not credible."
Xie Lidun felt cold behind him.
Duan Heng thought for a moment, and said: "Do not fight the grass and startle the snake, and wait and see its changes, and go to Wuxiang Temple first."
"It's not possible to fight the grass and startle the snake, but you have to take precautions." Ye Fusheng said, "This martial arts conference invites a lot of heroes, and all the main factions send experts to attend the meeting. The mountain gate must be empty ... Take advantage of this opportunity to set up an ambush in Wenshan Mountain, and then cut off the back path, and take a two-pronged approach to complete the attack. "
Xuan Su exasperated: "Who dares to act so boldly? Who is so generous as an enemy of martial arts?"
He was a little excited, but not to refute Ye Fusheng, but after this speculation, the conspiracy behind the shock was too likely to appear.
After this remark, no one spoke again.
Duan Heng left the room with a heavy face, Xie Li also slept restlessly, Xuan Su meditated on the couch and practiced. Ye Fusheng even drank three cold teas, and he couldn't sit still after all.
He did not disturb Xuan Su, nor did Xie Li wake up, pushed open the window and turned out, flying away under the cover of trees.