Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 180: True and false, life and death are hard to distinguish
It was already the late night, and in the desolate mountains, a man was suddenly seen walking around the corner of a mountain path not far away.
The man came with big strides and ran very fast, carrying a corpse in his hand. He did not stop until he reached the mountain temple at the end.
Perhaps because he was exhausted, Li Muchan slowed down his pace, but did not go in. Instead, he sat cross-legged on a large bluestone to regulate his breathing.
The night sky above
After a long while of breathing exercises, Li Muchan opened his eyes again, looked at the body on the ground, and suddenly whispered, "Is there any wine in there?"
The corpse was silent, but there was a sudden commotion in the dilapidated mountain temple. Someone could be heard murmuring "it's over" or something like that, and then several people walked out one after another.
These people were all members of the Money Gang. They all wore apricot-yellow clothes, had grim looks on their faces, and walked tremblingly.
They had already recognized Li Muchan.
Things are different now. This name has long been at the peak of his career. He is a truly unrivaled strongman, a master of the world, and the enemy of the Money Gang. Of course, they are very afraid of him.
As the group of people were trembling, one of the men stepped out from the crowd, suppressed his fear, and bowed: "Greetings, Grand Master."
He immediately took out two gourds of wine from the waists of the people beside him and handed them over carefully.
Li Muchan neither agreed nor refused, but just asked casually: "Is there anything to eat?"
The man said respectfully, "Master, there is still a pack of donkey meat in sauce left."
As he spoke, he brought out a lotus leaf from the temple, on which was placed the chopped donkey meat.
Li Muchan looked at the sky, first gulped down a gourd of wine, then picked up a piece of meat and ate it slowly, while saying lightly: "You have to go north."
Several members of the Money Gang didn't understand what was going on, but the man glanced at the mountain road that Li Muchan came from, and his eyes changed slightly.
"Thank you, Grand Master."
Without hesitation, he turned around and disappeared into the lush jungle with a few people.
At this time, there was a faint light in the sky and birds were singing in the forest.
The morning breeze blew on his face and the morning dew was dripping. Li Muchan sat alone in the mountains, eating marinated donkey meat, drinking wine, and looking at the corpse on the ground.
This person's life and death involves too many things, so even if he is dead, many people want to watch him burn to ashes, grind into slag, and crush into powder with their own eyes. Only in this way can they sleep peacefully and eat with peace of mind.
Otherwise, there is a good chance that this person is still alive, or even alive.
Just like...Li Muchan.
With Li Muchan faking his death before, Gongzi Yu's enemies and those who feared him would not easily believe that the leader of the Qinglong Society was dead. They would definitely skin him alive, remove his bones, throw away his heart and dig out his stomach to determine the truth.
And the most important thing is that the body fell into Li Muchan's hands.
Who wouldn't be afraid when two scheming and resourceful heroes get together?
Even though Gongzi Yu is dead, one is dead and the other is alive, but it is better to be safe than sorry. What if this person is not dead, that would be a bit scary.
Therefore, this body must be crushed to ashes.
Li Muchan had just been quiet for a while when he heard someone on the mountain path say with a strange smile: "Master Li, why bother to carry such a dead man along? Why don't you let me get rid of him for you? I'll decide whether to chop him with a knife or burn him. I guarantee that no body will be left intact."
Li Muchan sneered, swallowed the wine and meat slowly, and glanced at the surrounding mountains and forests with disdain: "Look at your lack of ambition. You didn't dare to show your face when he was alive, and now that he's dead, you're still suspicious and afraid of even the corpse. If I were you, I would just find a crooked tree and hang myself."
"Humph!" Someone in the forest snorted again, "Li Muchan, don't forget that many people in your 'World Alliance' have a blood feud with the 'Blue Dragon Society'. Now you are guarding Gongzi Yu's body. Aren't you afraid that they will be disappointed?"
Li Muchan sat alone on the bluestone, his eyelids half open and half closed, and sighed softly, "If you were not to say that you were useless, he died in my hands, so why would my brothers be disappointed? Besides, I remember that he was a great hero, and I don't want you to humiliate his corpse, is that not okay?"
"Hehehe, Alliance Leader Li is right. You and Young Master Yu are rivals, and heroes respect heroes. We brothers have no objection . However, if we keep dragging this corpse around, it will get smelly. Why don't you hand it over and we will give him a grand funeral? How about it?" someone else called out.
Li Muchan laughed when he heard this. The more he guarded the corpse, the more suspicious these people would become and the more uneasy they would be.
After pondering for a while, Li Muchan suddenly asked, "How many forces have you brought? Who should I give the body to?"
"Give me! "
"Of course it's for me!"
“Give it to us!”
…
As soon as the words came out, more than a dozen voices came out from the woods, including men, women, young and old.
But these people soon fell silent again, because Li Muchan had stood up with the corpse in his hand and walked into the mountain temple.
"Li Muchan, what tricks are you trying to play? You just experienced a fierce battle not long ago, and your internal strength must not have been fully recovered. You are also injured. If we really fight, it is not certain who will win or lose."
"That's right, that's right. Why does Alliance Leader Li have to make everyone unhappy just for a corpse?"
"Li Muchan, this is not your Jiangnan martial arts world. Do you really think you can do whatever you want and be invincible?"
…
A group of people were talking and arguing loudly, but there was no one in sight.
"Shut up!" Li Muchan's calm voice came from the mountain temple. "Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to point fingers at me? Are you tired of living?"
The group of people were immediately breathless, all of them were captivated by this arrogant arrogance and frightened by the murderous intent.
But Li Muchan, who had just stepped into the mountain temple, suddenly rushed out again, holding the corpse under his armpit, and left at a very fast speed.
"Chase!"
In an instant, the forest was filled with leaping figures.
As they were chasing each other for a while, they suddenly heard a loud rumbling sound coming from the front, like thousands of horses galloping or thousands of soldiers charging into battle. When they looked closely, they found that they had unknowingly reached the bank of the Yellow River.
There was also a large ship waiting on the river for a long time.
The person leading the boat was none other than Jin Laoqi, the owner of the "Twelve Linked Docks".
In the dim sky and earth, Li Muchan stopped at the shore, turned around to look at the people behind him, and in full view of everyone, he raised his hand and threw Gongzi Yu's body into the rolling waves.
"If you are capable, go and fish it out yourself."
He smiled frivolously, suddenly jumped up, stepped on the water and waves, and flew onto the ship like a bird.
Seeing Li Muchan again, Jin Laoqi laughed uncontrollably and shouted at the top of his voice, "I knew that you were blessed with great fortune and luck."
Li Muchan didn't even look at the people on the shore, and smiled and called to Jin Laoqi, "Prepare to return to the Yangtze River."
Jin Laoqi was stunned, and hesitated for a moment before saying: "Sir, Jiangnan Wulin Road has been occupied by the Qinglong Club, let's..."
Li Muchan let out a long breath, his eyes sparkling, "Now is the right time. All the people from the Azure Dragon Society have come out in full force to the Northern Wulin. Now the Jiangnan Wulin truly belongs to us. And if we calculate the time, that little girl has probably already started, and with Qiu Shuiqing and the others, it should be time to finish it off."
Jin Laoqi was surprised when he heard this: "Little girl?"
Li Muchan casually took off his tattered green shirt and put on a black robe, explaining: "The young master of the Murong family in Qixingtang, Murong Qiudi, together with Tieyan and the other two and the thousands of elite members of the Demon Cult."
He paused, then smiled again, squinting his eyes to look at the rolling waves and the surging river, and said meaningfully: "Boss Qinglong? Haha, I want to see if Baiyujing can get out of Heluo, and whether he can cross the Yangtze River? Also, I have to use him to catch a big fish. Fortunately, someone is willing to join me this time. It depends on whether that guy will be fooled."
At the same time, in the mountain temple that Li Muchan had just passed by, a figure suddenly flashed out and rushed into the forest.
