Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 47 After 40 years of waiting, there must be a result
“Whoosh, bang!”
A heavy knife chopped down in the forest.
It was said to be a heavy sword, but no one saw how or when it was chopped down.
It was not until a mighty sword energy as vast as a river or an ocean passed by the masked men in front of the convoy, tearing their clothes and hair wildly, that they turned their heads around in a daze.
The strong wind created by the knife swept across a path behind them. Although it did not hit the ground directly, it still broke the rocks and bent the trees.
The fallen leaves, grass and dust on the ground were flying, and a path was directly opened up in the dense woods. However, the air was filled with flying stones and dust, and it was dark and gloomy.
The tiny stones and dust stuck to their faces, causing them pain.
"Silk, silk."
The sound of wind was heard, and when the smoke and dust settled, Yan Tingzhi had slowly put away the knife in his hand.
He looked at the masked men in front of the car with cold eyes. He hoped they could be more . He didn't want to see blood today.
"I have already seen the knife. I wonder if you, my friends, can you please move aside now?"
None of the masked men spoke, and even the leader just stood there with trembling feet. The knife energy was closest to him just now, and if it was just a little bit more, he would have been split in half, and he would not have had any room to resist.
Now he just wanted to kill the guy who gave him the information. Who on earth said that Yan Tingzhi was just a guy with a false reputation?
In fact, this cannot be blamed on Yan Tingzhi, who was selling intelligence, for having been chasing Li Si all these years and rarely taking action before outsiders. In addition, he has never achieved any results in capturing Li Si, which has made people in the martial arts world unconsciously look down on him a little.
But now, perhaps people in the martial arts world will soon get to know Yan Tingzhi again , because Li Si has been caught and he can handle other matters.
Seeing that those people did not answer, Yan Tingzhi took it as their consent, waved to the convoy behind him, and said calmly.
"Let's go."
Bai Yaoer stared at the knife path created by Yan Tingzhi in a daze. She was not too surprised. After all, she had followed Li Si for such a long way and had met many masters.
What she was thinking was, how great it would be if she also had such powerful martial arts. Then, maybe she could... No one knew what Bai Yaoer was thinking, but she seemed to have made up her mind.
When she was a child, she didn't like practicing martial arts because she thought it was useless. She and her father always lived in the mountains, so what need did she have for martial arts?
So even though her father placed a lot of martial arts secrets that were so-called popular in the martial arts world in front of her, she didn't like to practice them.
Her father had no talent for martial arts, and over the years, he had earned some fame in the martial arts world with his fortune-telling skills.
But this reputation is not small. If she tells others about her father's reputation outside, I'm afraid many people in the world will know him. However, Bai Yaoer herself is not quite clear about this.
She only knew that her father was very accurate in fortune-telling and that many famous people in the martial arts world had come to him for help.
And when fortune-telling, no matter what his father wanted, those famous people would get it for him.
It was at that time that her father asked for a lot of martial arts secrets.
Because he knew that he would face retribution one day for his fortune-telling, her father had always hoped that Bai Yaoer would practice martial arts well so that she would not be without any ability to protect herself after he was gone.
Unfortunately, Bai Yaoer is too playful. To say that she works for three days and rests for two days is an understatement. Even with so many secret books of martial arts in front of her, she has only practiced to a second-rate level.
But this time when she returns, Bai Yaoer plans to start from the beginning. No matter how long it takes or how difficult it is, she is determined to learn all those martial arts.
Because she wanted to do something, something daring.
…
Maple Mountain Pavilion in Jiangnan.
Xiao Muchu was standing in the pavilion, and Mu Wu was standing behind him.
The maple mountains in the distance are about to turn red, swaying with the wind, and are a scene of quiet beauty.
When they learned that Li Si was suddenly captured by a little girl, they were all a little surprised. Even Xiao Muchu did not expect such a result.
He clearly knew all the information about the people around Li Si, but he had overlooked this girl who showed up halfway.
As a result, something unexpected happened to him. He didn't like unexpected things, but when such things happened, he could do nothing about it.
Should we say it is fate? In the end, he couldn't find the person he was looking for.
Today, Xiao Muchu came to fulfill his promise to Mu Wu. Just as he had said before, whether Li Si was caught or not, he would tell Mu Wu the news of his wife and children.
Speaking of Mu Wu, he also has a past that has been buried for a long time.
Well, everyone in this world has a past, even he himself has one, right?
Mu Wu is actually only eighty years old now, which is considered young among the top famous masters.
Before he was forty years old, he had been living in Mobei, outside the Great Wall, which was the border between the Tang and Jin dynasties.
There were both Tang and Jin people, and the world was quite chaotic.
But Mu Wu lived a good life, married a wife and had a child there. Originally, he should have lived like that for the rest of his life.
But when he was forty-one years old, for some unknown reason, he decided to leave Mobei and go to the pass to make his living.
As it was not easy to bring a family with him when he was traveling in the martial world, Mu Wu made a ten-year agreement with his wife. Ten years later, he would come back and take her and the children to the pass with the best carriage, the most expensive clothes, and the most sedan chairs.
His wife agreed.
Although Mu Wu could not go home for ten years, he would send letters home every year.
He wrote letter after letter, and many times he planned to give up and go back, but he knew that he couldn't let his wife and children live in Mobei like that for the rest of their lives.
Finally, in the eighth year, his power had a certain foundation and he no longer had to worry about the revenge of those gangsters.
He didn't have the patience to wait until the tenth year, so he went straight back to Mobei to pick up his wife and children.
However, when he returned, his home in Mobei was empty.
Dust accumulated on the walls, and by the door lay letters he had written to his family.
Was it because his wife couldn't wait any longer so she left with the children, or was it because some gangsters found out his background and took revenge on him, or was it some other reason?
Mu Wu had no answer, but the result was that his wife and children were no longer there.
After that day, he searched everywhere like crazy and even cut off his own sword.
Whenever he met someone he had a grudge against in the martial arts world, he would kill him. Before killing, he would ask about the whereabouts of his wife and children over and over again.
But for the next thirty years, he never heard from the two people again.
He went from being crazy at the beginning, to being hopeless, and finally becoming numb.
He founded the Blood Robe Building and became the biggest human trafficker in the martial arts world, but he always sat alone in the darkest and highest pavilion of the Blood Robe Building, holding a broken sword, looking at this martial arts world full of murderous intent.
If he were given another chance to choose, he would not come, but he no longer has the chance to choose.
In the maple pavilion, Mu Wu stood indifferently behind Xiao Muchu, glancing sideways at the maple forest all over the mountain.
No one knows what's going on in his heart right now. He is just waiting for the news he wants to know.
If his wife left simply because she couldn't wait any longer , he wouldn't bother her anymore.
But if something happened to his wife and children, he would never let go of anyone who did it.
Xiao Muchu looked at Mu Wu and sighed. He knew that Mu Wu was too persistent, but wasn't he the same?
Taking out a piece of paper from his sleeve, Xiao Muchu handed it Mu Wu.
Without saying anything else, he turned his back and looked at the forest quietly.
Mu Wu lowered his head and opened the paper. There was only one sentence written on it -
"Thirty-six years ago, he died at the hands of the Jin bandits outside the Great Wall."
The note was crumpled together in an instant, Mu Wu's lips were tightly closed, and after a while, he nodded to Xiao Muchu.
"Thank you very much."
After saying that, he turned and left.
In fact, all these years, he just wanted a result, and he will handle the things after that himself.
Are they horse thieves outside the Great Wall?
First, let’s kill him until the desert is full of blood…
