Chapter 48

On Wudang Mountain, which has been silent for many days, there is a happy event today - Yu Daiyan and Yu Sanxia, who have been disabled for many years, stand up again today!

Although he still needed someone to help him stand firm, he finally stood up again.

Many disciples have seen him these days. Like a toddler, with the help of Zhang Wuji and song Qingshu, he walked slowly in the hospital and carried out rehabilitation training.

Some people with ulterior motives naturally see this matter in their eyes.

Late at night, everything was quiet. In addition to the insects coming from the back mountain, Wudang Mountain was quiet.

At this time, it is winter. At this time, everyone has fallen asleep. It is cold and dew outside. There are few people who even get up at night.

A figure quietly touched in the direction of the back mountain without lighting the light. Just relying on the faint moonlight, it touched the back mountain deeply and shallowly.

"Whew..." The man bent his fingers into the mouth and blew a whistle with a special rhythm. Then a small harrier Eagle flew out of the forest and landed on his raised arm.

He took out a bamboo tube the thickness of his thumb and tied it to the kite eagle's leg. Then he lifted his arm violently, threw the kite Eagle into the air and was about to fly to the sky.

Bo

A slight but undetectable wind sounded, and an invisible finger bombarded the Harrier eagle in an instant, beating it down from mid air!

"Who?!" The man was so surprised that he immediately turned his head and shouted.

"Unexpectedly, you, senior brother Yang, are the undercover agent sent by the yuan court to Wudang..."

Lu Zhi slowly walked out of the darkness behind him and stared at him with a solemn face.

To tell the truth, he really didn't expect that the people in the yuan court would be him, the eldest disciple of song Yuanqiao and his eldest martial brother, Yang Chenghu!

However, after confirming his identity, Lu Zhi was not surprised. After all, when the third martial uncle was killed, many of the young three generations of disciples had not yet started, so the insider's age was not too young.

In addition, in combination with Yang Chenghu's identity, we can find many problems in his actions on Wudang Mountain in recent years.

Yang Chenghu can be said to be one of the three generations of Wudang disciples who have the most extensive friends. It is not only true stories like Lu Zhi, but also almost all the disciples who have not yet paid homage to their formal teachers have had contact with him and have been visited and intersected by him on his own initiative.

In addition, it seems that whenever anything happens on Wudang Mountain, big or small, good or bad, he will be there at the first time, and even some gossip and gossip, he is very interested.

If he is not undercover, it can also be said that he is good at making friends and making fun. But now it seems that he is doing so to collect intelligence and inquire about information.

Unfortunately, he and Yang Chenghu are actually quite familiar friends, but unexpectedly, he secretly has such an identity.

"Elder martial brother Yang, follow me to meet the master and all martial uncles." Lu Zhi said.

Yang Chenghu was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly shook his head and laughed.

"Younger martial brother Lu, I won't go with you or tell you anything. Just kill me here."

Lu Zhi opened his mouth and said angrily, "is the yuan court really so good? Is it worth it? Even betraying Wudang? But Shifu and Wudang owe you for so many years? Don't you have any repentance in your heart?!"

Yang Chenghu pursed his lips: "yes, I'm sorry for Shifu, Wudang, and... Third martial uncle."

"But what can I do? I'm Mongolian! I'm not Yang Chenghu, but husslesaihan, so even if I know I'm sorry for you, I have to do so!"

Yang Chenghu is a little excited. It can be seen that he is not without guilt for Wudang.

After all, he went to Wudang Mountain at the age of 13 and worshipped under the gate of Song Yuan bridge. He has lived in Wudang for so many years. He is very familiar with every plant on Wudang Mountain. How can he have no emotion.

He looked up at Lu Zhi, with a relief like smile on his face: "to be honest, younger martial brother Lu, now my identity is exposed, I feel like a sigh of relief..."

"I have no face to see the master again, so let me die here. It's a result of my own choice."

"Over the years, I have never had the opportunity and qualification to choose what to do, but now, at least I can choose to die to apologize!"

Then he saw that he had pulled out a bright dagger in his hand and plunged deeply into his heart!

Lu Zhi: "...."

He could have prevented Yang Chenghu from committing suicide. With his skills, he could have controlled him before he committed suicide.

But Lu Zhi didn't. After all, even if he was taken back, he could not escape death. Instead, it's better to let him finish it by himself. As he said, give him a chance to apologize.

At any rate, Lu Zhi didn't let the elder martial brother fight, so he took his body back to the wilderness. How to deal with it later depends on how song Yuanqiao and his martial uncles decide.

In the side hall, rows of butter candles were lit, which reflected the daytime in the main hall. Yang Chenghu's body was parked in the middle of the main hall.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others also stood still in the hall, listening to Lu Zhi telling about Yang Chenghu.

"Unexpectedly... Is it Cheng Hu?" Song Yuanqiao took a complicated look at Yang Chenghu's body.

Yang Chenghu was the first disciple of his sect. Although later, with more and more disciples of his sect, Yang Chenghu's slightly mediocre qualification made him a big disciple.

But after all, he was the first disciple of song Yuanqiao. After knowing that he was the undercover man sent by the Yuan government to Wudang Mountain, how could he not be distressed by old song.

"Ah, that's all." Song Yuanqiao put on his sleeve robe and said, "people are dead. It's meaningless to investigate again. Qingzhi, take Cheng Hu down and bury him."

"There's no need to spread his story. Just say... He died of illness."

Yu Lianzhou wanted to say something, but since Song Yuanqiao has spoken, and as he said, Yang Chenghu is dead, let's deal with it like this.

"Yes."

When Lu Zhi was told, he took Yang Chenghu's body to the back mountain and buried him.

This time, they used Yu Daiyan's recovery of limbs as bait to catch Yang Chenghu, a big fish. It was a complete plan.

But they won't feel at ease. After all, no one knows whether more yuan court spies will lurk among Wudang disciples, so they continue to explore secretly in the future.

Finally, they found five different people from the disciples.

It's worth mentioning that one of them is not very like a spy of the yuan court, but more like an insider of other sects who broke into their Wudang!