When a person stayed in Jianghu for a long time, he would learn how to communicate with the dead.
The dead could not speak, but they could still tell the living many things.
Moreover, the dead were often more honest than the living.
At this moment, Song Wuqi was already a dead man, and the people standing around his corpse were all living people.
These living people came to check the corpse after asking for Alliance Master Yuan's permission.
Without a doubt, they were all experts in this field.
In just a few minutes, these people learned many things from the corpse that was cut into two.
"If I remember correctly, 15 years ago, Song Wuqi was already 37 years old."
"Yes, he was already 37 years old."
"He practiced hidden weapons."
"He only practiced hidden weapons."
"Hidden weapons are easy to learn, but difficult to master."
"It's hard to reach the ultimate level in hidden weapons."
"After the age of forty, people who practice concealed weapon martial arts usually won't make any progress in their external skills and realms."
"However, the 52-year-old Song Wuqi's external skills are better than before."
"It's the same for his internal skills."
After those people finished checking the corpse, they began to talk in front of Alliance Master Yuan.
Their conclusion was obvious. In the past 15 years, Song Wuqi must have received guidance from an expert. That was why he could improve his martial arts to a new level at an age when his physical strength and energy had already passed the peak.
Of course, even if Song Wuqi had become a first-class master from a quasi-first-class master, he could not escape the fate of being killed by Yuan Qi.
"Heroes!" Not long after, Alliance Master Yuan organized his words. Then, he channeled his inner strength and spoke loudly to the Jianghu fellows. "Everyone has seen it …" His tone was obviously provocative. "Let's not talk about how many Jianghu scum and beasts the King of Hell has sheltered over the years. Let's talk about this Song Wuqi in front of us … After entering the valley for fifteen years, his martial arts have improved greatly!"
At this point, the crowd began to talk among themselves.
"It seems that … Buried Heart Valley is a place where evil people live and cultivate evil!" Yuan Qi had been the Wulin Alliance Master for ten years. According to his experience, there were some things that had to be said clearly. This was because there were indeed many people who were so stupid that they wouldn't understand if you didn't point it out. "I think the other scum who escaped into the valley must be the same as Song Wuqi … They must have received guidance from the 'King of Hell' and have greatly improved their skills. Heroes … you must not be careless! "
At this point, everyone naturally understood what he meant.
"Thank you for your reminder, Alliance Master!"
"Alliance Master's foresight is truly admirable!"
There were also many people who took advantage of the opportunity to flatter him.
As for the Underworld Frontline …
"Let's go." Feng Bujue suddenly suggested.
"Eh? Aren't we going to follow them? "Hua Jian asked." There are so many free cannon fodder. "
"These people are completely unreliable." Brother Jue shook his head and replied lazily, "Some of them gathered here for the 'Art of Immortality', which is' profit. 'Some of them are here to stand out in this operation, which is' fame. '" He paused for a moment. "Whether it's fame or profit, it's ultimately about chasing after one's own desires and not beliefs. When people are in a life-and-death situation, their beliefs may not be reliable, let alone their desires. To put it simply, if the situation starts to worsen, staying with these people … will become a hidden worry. "
His teammates listened to him and pondered for a moment.
A few seconds later, Ruo Yu was the first to speak. "That makes sense … The alliance formed by these gangs is very fragile. Every faction and every person has their own selfish motives. Now that they feel that the situation is favorable, they're following behind Alliance Master Yuan to show off their strength, hoping to get a share of the profits. Once the situation changes, these people will show their true colors. " She paused for half a second. She looked at Xiao Tan and Houtan and said, "For example … the sects that are on good terms with each other might work together to harm the sects that are on bad terms with them, or they might target the smaller sects and force them to be cannon fodder."
"Er …" Xiao Tan heard this and his expression changed slightly. "'Smaller factions' … Then it must be Broken Sword Chahitsu."
"What's Broken Sword Chahitsu?" Hua Jian asked curiously.
"Hehe … We're Broken Sword Chahitsu," Feng Bujue replied with a smile.
"Huh?" Hua Jian was startled, but she was soon reminded of what Ruo Yu said earlier … about coming to this world in the past. She said, "Oh … Is that the identity that you used to come to this world?"
"That's right, I am the leader, and you're all my disciples," Feng Bujue said and raised his hand to signal to Ruo Yu. "This is the wife of the leader."
"The wife of the leader is no longer necessary, right?" Ruo Yu asked.
Indeed, at Chang Lin Town, Ruo Yu had agreed to it because she wanted to cooperate with Feng Bujue to create an excuse to kill him.
"Don't mind the details." Feng Bujue opened his arms and replied with an expression that was enough to raise Ruo Yu's strength by ten percent.
"That's enough. Didn't you want us to leave the group? Then, lead the way. " Ruo Yu did not want to continue this topic with him, so she changed the topic. "I believe you've already decided where to go before you came up with this suggestion, right?"
"Humph … Of course." Feng Bujue titled his head and glanced at the forest on the left side of the group. "Song Wuqi should have come from this direction."
His teammates all looked in that direction, but they only saw a jumble of trees and no obvious path.
However, several seconds later, Xiao Tan widened his eyes and said, "Oh! There are indeed traces left behind! "
"Stop yelling!" Feng Bujue quickly stepped forward to clamp his hand over Xiao Tan's mouth. "Are you afraid that no one will notice us?"
To be honest … no one really paid them any attention. The big shots of Jianghu in front of him were either famous masters who traveled alone in Jianghu, or Sect Leader level masters who were in charge of prestigious sects and clans. The followers they brought with them were also the disciples or trusted aides who had the highest seniority and martial arts skills in their respective sects. It could be said that the people gathered here today were all outstanding figures of their generation. How would such a group of people have the time to pay attention to a few unknown juniors like you? Only ghosts would know where you came from … People would fight to show their faces in front of the leader to claim credit. You bastards should just stay where you are.
As a result …
After a short detour and observation, Feng Bujue and the others secretly left the group of hundreds of people. They also left the main road that ran through the valley and turned into the forest.
…
Like most experts who were good at using hidden weapons, Song Wuqi's Qinggong was not bad. It was very difficult to track the traces he left behind in the complicated terrain of the forest. Although Yuan Qi could use his internal energy to detect the real-time position of the other party, he could not find the route that the other party had taken previously.
However … this was a piece of cake for Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi.
One of them had a data perspective, while the other had eagle vision. For them, the more complicated the terrain was, the easier it was to track the other party.
To make a long story short, after more than 20 minutes of trekking, the four people from Hell Frontline finally walked out of the dense forest and came to a relatively wide valley.
At this time, the sun had completely set.
Without the sunlight, the fog showed a soft and cold color that was similar to the moonlight.
The misty light was bleak and beautiful.
The players' hearts seemed to have calmed down along with the change of color around them.
"Tsk … has it disappeared …"
Finally, beside a small river, the traces left by Song Wuqi disappeared. Brother Jue immediately snorted unhappily.
"I don't think it matters," Hua Jian said. "There are people living in this valley all year round, and those people's lives can't be separated from the water source. As long as we walk upstream along the river, there should be a high chance that we can reach the villa in the opening cinematic.
"You're right." Ruo Yu also agreed with her deduction. "Perhaps the disappearance of Song Wuqi's tracks here is a hint … that he came along the river."
"That makes sense!" Xiao Tan also added, "Maybe he has the kind of martial arts that allows him to cross the river on a reed and float all the way here."
Feng Bujue heard this and immediately looked at Xiao Tan with narrowed eyes. "This is why you can't be a detective."
"Huh?" Xiao Tan replied, "Why?"
"Because for those who have the slightest bit of analytical talent, before coming up with the idea of crossing the river on a reed, they would first consider … whether the other party came on a raft or a small boat." Feng Bujue's answer hit the nail on the head.
"That's not right." Xiao Tan asked again, "If Song Wuqi came on a boat, then … where is the boat?"
"Someone rowed it away," Feng Bujue replied. "Who said that Song Wuqi had to row the boat alone? It's normal for there to be other people on the boat, right? "
"Hmm …" Xiao Tan smiled awkwardly. "Hehe … you're right."
After ridiculing his teammates, Brother Jue led the team up the river.
In this late autumn night, moving forward in the damp fog, the players' hair, face, and clothes were gradually covered with a layer of frost.
The moisture quickly turned into traces of coldness, making them more spirited.
As the terrain by the river was relatively flat, the four of them moved much faster than in the forest. They walked a few kilometers in less than half an hour.
Then, a clear spring appeared in front of them.
It was a small pool surrounded by all kinds of strange mountain rocks. The river passed through the two ends of the stone pool. The terrain upstream was abruptly higher, and downstream was gradually flatter.
At this moment, on the edge of the stone pool, there was a figure … standing alone.
It was a thin figure, wearing a long white robe.
His left hand was behind his back, clenched into a fist, and his right hand … held a wine pot.
He silently looked at the stone pool in front of him, and occasionally picked up the wine pot to take a sip.
In the middle of the stone pool, there was only water, and there was no moon in the water. No one knew what he was looking at, and no one thought there was anything interesting there.
However … he had been standing there for a long time with great interest, and he had no intention of leaving.
"Hmm?" When they were 100 meters away, the person noticed the presence of the players.
When Feng Bujue and the others were less than 10 meters away, he slowly turned his head and said, "This is really … meeting people everywhere."
Before the person spoke, Brother Jue had already recognized him. Therefore, Brother Jue calmly saluted with his fists and said, "Greetings, Eunuch Cao."
That's right, the person drinking by the stone pool was Cao Qin.
"It's been more than 10 years since we parted at the Forbidden City …" Cao Qin said, "Master Feng is indeed an extraordinary person. You can conceal your identity in the world and disappear without a trace for decades … and every time you appear, you still look so youthful."
As he spoke, he turned around.
However, the next second, Cao Qin's expression changed, and he exclaimed softly, "Hmm?"
"Haha …" Feng Bujue chuckled. He knew that Cao Qin was confused because he saw that his teammate didn't age, so he explained, "Eunuch Cao is right … the martial arts of Broken Sword Chahitsu do have the effect of prolonging one's life, so my disciple and I …"
However, before he could finish, Cao Qin cut him off, "Isn't your wife dead?"
"Er …" Feng Bujue was suddenly reminded of the time when he had a duel with Xu Huai Shang at the Forbidden City. For the sake of the occasion, he did say something like 'bury me with my wife'. "… Well, actually, she is not dead."
"Hmm?" Cao Qin asked, "Then, that Xu Huai Shang from back then was obsessed with you even though she knew that your wife was not dead?"
When that was said, the whole world … fell silent.
About five seconds later, all the livestream platforms exploded like a pot of boiling oil, ushering in the scariest round of bullet comments in the history of gaming livestreams.
"Oh?" Ruo Yu glanced over expressionlessly and gave her Brother Jue a murderous look. "Is that true?"
"Yes …" Hua Jian looked at him with a gloating look. "… Is that true?"
"Huh?" Xiao Tan asked curiously, "Is that true?"
"No … That … Actually …" Feng Bujue mumbled to Cao Qin, "She doesn't know that she is still alive."
"Then why did you hide it from her?" Cao Qin asked, "If you told Xu Huai … that your wife is still alive, perhaps she would stop bothering you." At this point, he seemed to have thought of something. "Wait a minute … Could it be that you are playing hard to get? Are you purposely not telling her that your wife is still alive? "He paused." Or … Xu Huai has already expressed to you that she is willing to be a concubine? That's why you did the opposite? "
"F * ck …" Feng Bujue was shocked. He cursed in his mind, "You stupid eunuch, will you grow an organ if you talk less? You are already so old, yet you are still so gossipy and melodramatic, and your memory is so good … Are you trying to kill me? "
"Hmm …" At this time, Ruo Yu said thoughtfully, "I think I suddenly understand … why you called her Fourth Aunt in the harem city."
Actually, she had already guessed that this was just a misunderstanding by the NPC, but … It was a rare opportunity to tease Feng Bujue in public, Ruo Yu did not want to miss it.
"That … Eunuch Cao …" Feng Bujue held it in for a long time before he finally said, "… Can we talk about something else? Like the weather or something? "
"Weather?" Cao Qin was stunned when he heard this. He looked up at the glowing fog above his head, then he chuckled and took a sip of wine. Then, he said in a sarcastic tone, "… I am also drunk."
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