Chapter 54

The middle-aged man in grey cloth sat on the grass more than 20 meters away from fangxie. He drank the horse with a wooden ladle in his hand. Beside him, there was a gurgling spring, very small, but the spring water was clear. The three belligerent horses in northern Liaoning took turns drinking water in an orderly manner.

After all the three horses had drunk water, the middle-aged man couldn't help praising: "I know the rules better than people, very good."

He says horses are good, which means that some people look bad to him. It's just that we don't know whether the bad people are Fang Xie and them or the flying fish robe of Qing ya that has rushed behind Fang Xie and the big dog. After drinking the water, the three horses went to eat grass on one side of the grass without making a sound. I don't know whether they are afraid of startling the peace and quiet of this place, or because something makes them dare not neigh.

The middle-aged man threw the wooden ladle aside and whispered, "a ladle of water turns into a lake. After all, it's the ultimate. It's hard to break through."

I don't know why. Those pursuers have clearly arrived behind, but Fang Xie is not a little afraid. He looked at the middle-aged man in gray cloth clothes, smiled and said, "a ladle of water turns into a lake to the extreme. Next time, if you want to turn bigger, you might as well use a bucket of water."

The middle-aged man was not annoyed by Fang Xie's words, but seriously thought about it for a while, slowly shook his head and denied Fang Xie's proposal: "the barrel is too big to take with him."

It was obviously funny, but he said it in a serious tone.

Fang Xie didn't laugh either, because he knew that even if he was half joking just now, the man in front of him really thought it over carefully. This is a person who takes everything very seriously, so he deserves respect.

"Why did Sir bring my friend here?"

Fang Xie looked back at the flying fish robes that stopped dozens of meters away and asked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I wanted to invite the three of you together. However, my ability is still too low, so I can only invite the girl myself. You two... One of you has a firm mind that surprised me, and the other has a great hatred in his heart, so my guard is too strong. I can't invite you, so I have to lure you."

"As for you..."

He looked at Mu Xiaoyao with approval in his eyes: "I have a rare acuity, and the power of perception is far beyond ordinary people, so I don't need to think too hard, and you can detect me. Since you can detect it, I naturally have a way to let you come here. You have excellent talent. If you meet a famous teacher, I'm afraid there will be a big man in the Jianghu in ten or five years."

This is the second person who said that Mu Xiaoyao has excellent talent.

The first is the unreliable old lame in the tea move.

"Don't rush to say this. What do you want us to do here?"

The big dog took a step forward and slowly got into his fist. He protected Mu Xiaoyao and Fang Xie behind him. There was hostility in his eyes when he looked at the middle-aged man. However, in this hostility, there was a kind of fear that although deliberately hidden, it still showed a trace of fear. Because a word the middle-aged man said to him made the big dog suddenly have a rough wave in his heart.

You two, one of you is so strong that I am surprised. The other is too defensive because of his great hatred

The big dog's fear is that he has been hiding for 16 years. It seems that the middle-aged man can see through it at a glance. Now he even suspects that this man is not a man. He is really a monster who has been practicing in the dense forest. He doesn't know how many years he has learned to become a human.

"I'm not a monster, just an ordinary person."

Just when the big dog thought of this, the middle-aged man suddenly said such a sentence. The big dog's face suddenly changed and took a step back.

Fang Xie took a deep breath, then slowly pulled out the horizontal knife. He looked at the middle-aged man and said word by word: "whether you are hostile or not, please explain your intention. Maybe you are a peerless master of cultivation, but we are not easy to bow our heads and be slaughtered lambs."

The middle-aged man looked at Fang Xie and smiled and said, "you have some meaning. You are heroic and ready to work hard at any time, but you are thinking about how to escape... I don't know whether to say you are hypocritical or cunning."

Without waiting for Fang Xie to speak, he walked forward and asked Fang Xie, "I want to know, you just said that the lake is too calm and doesn't seem real, unless... Unless it's something?"

"Magic"

Fang Jie gently spit out two words.

"Magic... The name is appropriate."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "over the years, I have always called this method mirage. I always feel it's too obscure and difficult to understand. The two words you said are very good. When others ask again, I'll use these two words to explain... Thank you."

He said thank you.

"You're welcome. Now you can say who you are. If there's no accident, you must be with the flying fish robes behind me, right?"

Fang Xie asked.

"Very right, not right."

The middle-aged man walked slowly to Fang Xie and said seriously: "It's right to say that I really fell in love with them. It's wrong to say... They came to kill you, and I came to save you. Of course, you don't have to thank me, because if I were diligent, you might not have so many dangers along the way. I was out of the imperial capital for five days before them, but I walked too slowly because I was greedy for the scenery on the road ……”

He pointed to his nose and said, "my name is Zhuo."

Then he pointed to the flying fish robes of the love Yam: "they all call me Mr. Zhuo."

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Gao Tianbao looked at the middle-aged man in gray cloth in front of him, and his heart trembled. He subconsciously looked back at Meng Wudi, the deputy town envoy of Qingya, hoping to get some instructions from the latter. But there is no doubt that when Meng Wudi saw the man in gray, his face became more ugly than Gao Tianbao.

"Mr. Zhuo, why are you here?"

Meng Wudi immediately jumped down from the war horse, ran over step by step, and then made a deep gift, which seemed excessive. You know, his identity is the deputy town caress of the Qing yamen, and this man in gray has no fame, but a cloth clothes from a poor family background.

He gave a big gift to cloth clothes with his five grade official positions.

So Fang Xie couldn't help being surprised when he saw this scene, so he couldn't help guessing that the middle-aged man was Hou Wenji, the pacifier of Qingya. However, he claimed that his surname was Zhuo. If it was Hou Wenji, it seemed that he had no reason to make up an identity for himself. He didn't need to play a play with Meng Wudi.

Because Xiang qingniu's understanding of Qing Ya is not very detailed, Fang Xie doesn't know that there is a cloth clothes with a very special status in Qing ya.

"I should have arrived early. When I passed meizhuang, I talked with the old villa leader for several games. Lien Chan's defeat aroused his competitive heart. As a result, I stayed in the villa for seven days and forgot my business... It's none of your business. I'll take these three people to the imperial capital. Go back."

The man called Mr. Zhuo said faintly.

"Go back?"

Meng Wudi was stunned, hesitated and said, "but this is the order of the governor. These people are also the key criminals arrested by the imperial court."

Mr. Zhuo shook his head, sighed and whispered four words: "stubborn."

Meng Wudi's face changed and he quickly calculated in his heart. Before he came up with a solution, he listened to Mr. Zhuo calmly: "You don't have to think about how to deal with me. As long as you go back to the imperial capital now, I'll think I haven't seen or heard anything. Besides, don't think you can hide anything. The governor has already known it. I came out of the imperial capital five days earlier than you, but you foolishly think you can hide everything. If the governor hadn't read you for more than ten years Thanks to this, can you still live to this day? "

Hearing these words, Meng Wudi knelt down on his knees. He prostrated on the ground, kowtowed and begged in a trembling voice: "please ask Mr. Zhuo to say a few words for the humble position in front of the town envoy. Humble position... Humble position is only confused and blinded by lard for a moment, so he will take the money of those people... Mr. Zhuo, the humble position knows that it is wrong."

Mr. Zhuo shook his head and sighed softly, "you still don't know what's wrong with you... It's not a big mistake that you took the money from the Li family and the military headquarters. Your mistake is that you actually think you can do something in the sentiment yamen that can hide the governor. The sentiment yamen is your Majesty's sentiment yamen... But the one in charge of the sentiment yamen will always be the governor."

"I know I'm wrong. I really know I'm wrong."

Meng Wudi kowtowed and begged, and his voice was torn.

The three of Fang Xie looked at each other and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then they were surprised. They were all very curious about the identity of Mr. Zhuo. The deputy town envoy of Qing Ya knelt in front of him and couldn't help kowtowing and begging for mercy. No matter who saw this scene, they might be more surprised.

Mr. Zhuo sighed and said, "the governor has mentioned this young man in front of his majesty. If you really kill him... Do you know how much disaster it will bring to Qingya?"

"Your Majesty..."

Meng Wudi raised his head and there was no blood on his face for a moment.

"Lord Zhenfu asked me to come out of the imperial capital to pick up the boy before you, instead of breaking you, stopping you, or killing you... In fact, Lord Zhenfu has left you a face. It's you who lost your mind because of some yellow and white things and your vision is so low... You shouldn't have."

When he finished saying these words, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Gao Tianbao with a trace of disdain: "you are more courageous than Meng Wudi, and you even want to kill me."

Gao Tianbao was shocked. He first stepped back, and then couldn't help shouting to Meng Wudi: "Sir, there are only four of them here. We have more than 100 crossbows in our hands. With your cultivation, even if they are gods, they have no way to live! Sir, don't listen to him. Kill them and return to the imperial capital. Who can know that we did this!"

Meng Wudi's trembling body suddenly stiffened and watched Mr. Zhuo slowly stand up. He turned and walked to Meng Wudi and said: "You're right. No one knows what happened after killing them. But have you thought about it? If I did, I would try to kill all the people present today to avoid future trouble? Mr. Zhuo is also right. You have more courage than me... Although I'm black hearted, I never thought of betraying the governor."

When he finished saying this, Gao Tianbao was already at large.

Meng Wudi just made a gesture, and then more than 100 crossbows were raised. In a moment, he shot Gao Tianbao into a hedgehog. He fell to the ground without even running out for 20 steps.

"Since I broke my arm and returned to the imperial capital, I will talk to the town envoy."

Mr. Zhuo said faintly, and then turned to Fang Xie.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuo!"

Hearing the words of breaking his arm, Meng Wudi was not afraid, but a happy face appeared on his face. He stretched out his left arm and bit his lip fiercely. With a puff, the left arm flew out of him without warning, sprinkling a blood mist. The arm flew far away and suddenly burst into pieces in mid air.

The pale Meng Wudi knelt down on one knee, looked at Mr. Zhuo's back and said, "leave your right arm to hold weapons, and you can do more for Qingya."

"Well"

Mr. Zhuo nodded, waved his hand and said, "go, I still promised to let you live, so I won't break my promise. I can still use my words in front of the town envoy."

Meng Wudi kowtowed again, stood up, turned and left. Those flying fish robes hurriedly followed, and they didn't dare to stay more for a second.

This mysterious and powerful Mr. Zhuo quietly wiped his hands on his clothes after Meng Wudi left.

He breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, and then said to himself: fortunately... No one knows that my palms will sweat when I tell a lie... And the greatest advantage of this identity is that no one dare not believe me when I tell a lie.