Drizzle Pavilion's Business: Everyone Duck and Cover!
Murong Xiao was captured by a traitorous general from the Southern Border?
Little Li fell into deep thought.
No, why would Brother Murong come to Yun Province? And why did he happen to run into a traitorous general?
In some ways, they were quite lucky.
"Chang Bolong is going to flee, then he should just flee. Why bother capturing Murong Xiao? Wouldn't that just create an extra burden?"
Qian Bufan felt quite exhausted.
The group was originally heading back to Purple Sun Prefecture when this incident occurred.
"We searched for a long time with the Sword City's foreign affairs deacon, but we couldn't find any trace of them."
"I wonder if that kid Murong Xiao is still alive..."
Xue Jing frowned.
"Everyone has their own expertise; finding people is not a swordsman's forte."
Li Mo pondered for a moment and analyzed:
"Chang Bolong was being pursued by the authorities, yet he still took Brother Murong with him, which suggests he had ulterior motives, such as..."
Shang Wu opened her almond-shaped eyes and said:
"For example, you like handsome, dashing young men? Then you'd better watch out, my dear disciple."
Li Mo: "..."
Leaving aside the fact that the master's speculation was too far-fetched.
He still liked hearing that.
Seeing his beautiful master become serious, Li Mo took out a bottle of aged wine and placed it in her hand:
"That possibility cannot be ruled out."
Shang Wu snorted, indicating that as long as she was there, she would definitely protect her precious disciple.
Li Mo then continued:
But then again...
"We don't need to worry too much about Brother Murong's safety. Our primary goal right now is to find him."
Everyone nodded; Junior Brother Li's analysis made sense.
When Little Li gets serious, he's reliable, and everyone suddenly feels like they have a pillar of support.
Ying Bing lowered her head slightly, her eyes reflecting the boy's eloquent speech.
She gently poured a cup of tea and placed it discreetly beside him.
Qian Bufan said, "If we ask our fellow practitioners in Sword City to take action, they will certainly do so without hesitation, but we can't even find any trace of Chang Bolong and his group right now."
The swordsmen were all highly skilled, loved to dress in fine clothes and ride spirited horses, and enjoyed showing off their prowess in public.
But they disdain to engage in information gathering or tracking techniques.
Even friendly sparring requires a secluded rooftop with a clear sky and gentle breeze. Do you expect them to crouch in the gutter like ghostwriters, disguised as beggars on the street, to gather information?
Sword City was willing to do its utmost to help.
But this is limited to fighting.
"Yun Province is not like Purple Sun Prefecture; we cannot afford to launch a major attack."
Xue Jing First Road.
"The solution is actually right in front of us."
Li Mo suddenly smiled and said.
Everyone was stunned.
He walked out onto the street and shouted:
"Hey guys, we've got some new work!"
In an instant, the once bustling street fell silent.
Countless peddlers, laborers, and street performers all stopped what they were doing.
Even the old man playing chess and the lame beggar all got up and stood in unison at the entrance of the restaurant.
"Master Li, what are your orders?"
"Just say who you're going to kill!"
"How would you like it killed? Finely chopped into minced meat?"
The atmosphere at the restaurant entrance was initially very enthusiastic, with the assassins brimming with motivation and a strong desire to achieve results.
They are truly a group of hardworking and ambitious people who have achieved wealth through diligence.
"Well, I'll just say a few words then."
"My Bounty was withdrawn a while ago, but I haven't reclaimed the bounty yet, so..."
Watching Li Mo stand in front of a group of assassins and give a speech.
The people inside the restaurant fell into deep thought.
If outsiders saw this, they would think that Li Mo was the owner of the Yun Province branch of the Drizzle Pavilion. Not to mention outsiders, they themselves had this misconception for a time.
Our Clear Abyss Sect is a prestigious and righteous sect!
Not long after.
Little Li arranged for the assassins to be dispatched.
He was planning to return to the restaurant to discuss the matter further with everyone.
"Brother Li."
A voice suddenly rang out from behind, belonging to a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion.
"I am Huang Donglai."
Huang Donglai, fearing that Li Mo wouldn't recognize him, reverted to his original voice.
"So it's Brother Huang. You're here to stay? I'm currently too busy to entertain you..."
"No, I came to lend Brother Li a hand."
Huang Donglai cupped his hands in greeting and said earnestly:
"Tracing clues is also one of my strengths."
"You've also done research in this area?"
"Hmm, I've gained some insights, especially on how to dispose of a body and conceal my whereabouts."
"..."
Li Mo looked at Huang Donglai was disguised as a middle-aged man.
If he didn't use the Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye, even he wouldn't have been able to see it.
Clearly, he does possess a certain level of professionalism.
He is a rare talent.
As undercurrents surged within the city.
A certain temple, however, was especially tranquil at this time.
Located on the Yun Province City, this place is not usually very popular with worshippers, but with its lush green mountains and clear waters and beautiful scenery, it is indeed a rare place for quiet meditation.
Only...
Now, everyone in the temple, from the abbot down to the novices, has been replaced.
Squeak--
After seeing off the last group of worshippers, the monk closed the heavy temple gate, kicked aside the wooden fish blocking his way, and walked up to the abbot.
"General..."
"Um?"
The host with thick eyebrows opened his eyes slightly, his gaze filled with hostility.
The monk quickly changed his tune. "Abbot, we monks here eat nothing but tofu and cabbage every day, our mouths are getting so bland, when can we go back?"
It turns out that all the monks who originally lived in the 'Golden Light Temple' have perished.
The temple was also seized by a group of rebels.
What's your rush?
Chang Bolong snorted coldly:
"The situation in Yun Province City is tense right now, and we can't leave for the time being. We can only stay here and wait for things to calm down. Those Yun Province swordsmen are all arrogant and conceited, obsessed with showing off in front of others. No matter how hard they try, they'll never imagine that we've 'become monks'."
"Now the 'Supreme God' has issued a decree."
He glanced at the Buddha statue behind him and grinned:
"We have found the Divine Child for the Supreme God, and the church will naturally reward us accordingly."
"Once we get through this period, the sky's the limit, and we'll never have to suffer in that godforsaken place in Southern Border again."
As soon as he finished speaking, the monks all showed joy on their faces.
"Given the general's merits, he should at least be promoted to a protector."
"The Divine Sect is still the best. I broke through the bottleneck that I hadn't touched for five years yesterday."
"Hahaha, how could those foolish swordsmen from Yun Province possibly find us?"
"Wait a minute, don't you guys think... this fragrance is a little too strong?"
"It smells so good... it's making me a little dizzy..."
Just then.
Suddenly, Chang Bolong, who was disguised as the temple abbot, realized something was wrong and abruptly held his breath.
"The fragrance is poisonous!"
He roared.
The next moment.
Bang--
The temple gate was kicked open.
"When dealing with matters at the Drizzle Pavilion, everyone, put your hands on your heads and squat down!"
The monks. "?"
What the heck? The Drizzle Pavilion??
No.
That scene of kicking down the door looks familiar, doesn't it?
Although they are fugitives now, they were once government soldiers, legitimate employees who received military pay...
They used to be the ones kicking down other people's doors.
Now, a group of assassins have brazenly kicked the door open?
It was quite sudden.
Mwah!