People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

At this time, Zhui Ming stepped forward and lifted the veil on the face of a man in black. When he saw the man's face clearly, he exclaimed in surprise: "It's the Buddhist Swordsman. He was a famous master twenty years ago. I didn't expect that he has already come out of seclusion."

The Buddhist swordsman is about forty years old. He first appeared on the martial arts world twenty years ago and soon became famous.

The most exciting battle was the one in which he killed three grandmasters in one battle. It was also that battle that made him truly famous.

"This... is this the Three Treasures Evil Monk? Even he is here."

Zhui Ming lifted up the face of another man in black and showed a look of surprise.

Although he knew that among so many masters, there must be quite a few who were famous, he didn't expect that even the Three Treasures Evil Monk would come. Who on earth could invite him?

You should know that the Sanbao Evil Monk was originally a high monk in Shaolin Temple, but this person had an evil mind and did not practice Buddhism well. Instead, he practiced evil skills, and was thus expelled from Shaolin Temple.

The evil monk Sanbao who was driven out of Shaolin Temple became even more lawless. He used his magic power to stir up bloody storms in the martial arts world. He was later wanted by the Six Gates and soon disappeared.

There were rumors before that the evil monk Sanbao was killed by the Six Gates. However, as one of the Four Famous Detectives, how could Zhui Ming not know that the evil monk Sanbao was not killed, but hid after hearing the news? The Six Gates had been investigating his whereabouts for many years, but to no avail.

I really didn't expect that this evil monk would die here.

"It turned out to be him..."

When the face of the leader of the men in black was revealed, Zhui Ming was even more shocked.

"you know?"

Lu Chen asked.

Zhui Ming nodded slightly: "This man has quite a background. He used to be a general of the Imperial Guards. Later he left the Imperial Guards and ventured into the martial arts world. He was known as the Black Impermanence."

"Imperial Guards..."

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You don't suspect this has something to do with the Custodians?"

Zhui Ming asked.

"Why can't you doubt it?"

Lu Chen asked.

Zhui Ming shook his head and said, "He left the Imperial Guard eight years ago. I heard that he was reported for molesting a concubine."

"Isn't it a capital crime to tease a concubine?"

"In theory, it was indeed a capital crime, but it is said that a minister at the time pleaded with the emperor, and in the end the emperor simply expelled him from the imperial guards."

Chasing back the road.

"Okay, let's keep walking."

Lu Chen knew it well.

The rest of the journey was very peaceful and there were no further risks.

On this day, as night fell, the moonlight sprinkled on the earth, like a layer of gauze covering the quiet town.

Perhaps because it was night, the whole town was very quiet, with only a few people scattered on the streets.

Lu Chen and his companions walked for several miles and finally found an inn. The inn looked very shabby. There was a faded plaque hanging at the door. The words were blurred but still legible: "Fengchen Inn!"

As he walked into the inn, he smelled a faint fragrance. Lu Chen took a sniff and found the aroma of wine and barbecue.

There are also a few tattered ink paintings hanging on the wall. These ink paintings all depict mountains, rivers and human nature, but the painters have no talent and these paintings have no artistic conception at all.

The faint candlelight flickered in the inn, and the waiter was shuttling around. Although there were not many people on the street, this small inn was packed.

“This inn is not simple.”

Li Mochou reminded.

"It's not simple."

Mu Wanqing nodded in response, a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

She had traveled all over the country with Qin Hongmian, met many people from the martial arts world, and encountered many dangers. Although the guests in this inn were drinking and eating, she could tell that these people were not ordinary people, and when they just came in, she had already vaguely sensed several murderous auras.

"It's okay, take a rest for a night and continue on the journey tomorrow."

Lu Chen's tone was calm. He could certainly see that there was danger lurking in this inn, but he didn't care.

Zhui Ming nodded slightly. He had also noticed something, but he was dismissive of these people. Dozens of masters had been dealt with by Lu Chen in one move before. These people were simply seeking death if they met Lu Chen.

After finally finding an empty table, Zhui Ming waved to the waiter and ordered a table full of food and wine, ready to reward himself.

At this time, Lu Chen's eyes wandered around the inn and stopped on a table in the corner.

There sat a man wearing a bamboo hat and a simple blue shirt. His face could not be seen clearly and he was eating quietly.

As if he noticed Lu Chen's gaze, he raised his head slightly, exchanged glances with Lu Chen, and then continued to eat.

"know?"

Li Mochou noticed Lu Chen's gaze and followed his gaze.

"I don't know him. I just took a look out of curiosity."

Lu Chen smiled slightly and looked away.

The waiter quickly brought the wine and food, and the steaming food exuded an enticing aroma.

Just as Lu Chen reached out to pick up the chopsticks, he was stopped by Li Mochou, who took out a silver needle and began to test the poison.

"When you go out, be careful."

Li Mochou reminded.

Seeing that the silver needle did not change color, Li Mochou said with relief: "You can eat it now."