overthrow the chief

The next morning, the "big" news spread throughout the night in the inns in Yongzhou City: the disciples of the Kunshan Temple stayed in the brothel for the night without paying, and they were kicked out early in the morning!

When he heard the news, Chu Ting was staying in the room to check the injuries of the second apprentice. Zhang Bohu was standing in front of him, beaming with joy and grinning excitedly.

"I even took a special look!" The three apprentices danced and almost didn't want to go out to set off a firecracker: "Especially that... that Zhao Ding! When he was thrown at the door, his face turned black!"

"Hahahahaha!" Chu Ting laughed unceremoniously, and the melancholy mood of the past few days was swept away. Xuan Lun offered tea at the side, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked. He was very happy, but he was still a little worried. : "This time the Kunshan Palace has suffered a dark loss, I think it will definitely not be reconciled?"

"It doesn't matter." Chu Ting waved his hands disapprovingly: "I have cleaned up all the food mixed with drugs, and I have nowhere to look for evidence, so I can only swallow this breath myself."

He turned his eyes to Murong Yan who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, squinted his eyes, and lowered his voice subconsciously: "There are also two old men from Donghua Palace... who hurt me, how could they not let them go?" go?"

Xuan Lun followed his gaze, and complex emotions surged in his heart for a moment. He stabilized his mind, thought carefully and said: "Master, I heard that Li Chengfu, the master of the Kunshan Palace, has a bad temper. Zhao Ding If a few people go back, they will inevitably be scolded."

Zhang Bohu laughed nonchalantly: "He was the one who wanted to fight with me, I didn't provoke him, and it's his business to be scolded."

Chu Ting took a sip of tea, turned his thoughts around, and said aloud: "Pay attention to yourselves these few days, and don't go out to cause trouble." He glared at Zhang Bohu, then said to Xuan Lun: "You are a big Senior brother, watch him more."

Xuan Lun nodded obediently: "Yes, Master."

Zhang Bohu made a bitter face, and scratched his head with great reluctance: "Master, okay, finally come out once..."

"When you go out in the future, let me rest assured. There are plenty of opportunities." Chu Ting could not help showing the dignity of his master, and solemnly said: "There are still a few days until the martial arts conference. At that time, there will be complaints and revenge. There are places to give You're having fun."

Zhang Bohu was overjoyed and excited.Chu Ting glanced at Murong Yan, whose eyes were still closed on the bed, and continued to instruct: "The female disciples of Donghua Palace also keep away from them. No matter what they want to do, we just wait for the martial arts conference, and we will do what we have to do together." Just do it."

Xuan Lun took it for granted this time, and was determined to take care of Zhang Bohu and stop making trouble.Murong Yan on the bed at this time closed his eyes and opened his eyes, just in time to answer: "Master, I'm fine now."

Chu Ting nodded slightly, and his heart settled down.Thinking of a bunch of cheats in the mall, and calculating the success rate of the plan, I finally found that it was less than [-]%.

An expert like Shen Jiaren is not easy to deal with, and the method of prescribing medicine cannot be used.And that Bai Yingying is not very powerful, but she is also a top-notch player.If he wanted to avenge Murong Yan's injury, he had to think of a perfect plan.The Donghua Hall is full of women, but they are connected with various in-laws through marriage, and they have been operating in the Jianghu for many years, and they end up with a huge network.

And the layers are intertwined, and it is definitely not something that a new sect like the Taiqing Sect can compete with.After much deliberation, there are still many concerns.

Chu Ting pondered for a while, then suddenly remembered another matter, and blurted out, "Where's the news about Murong Zheng?"

Murong Yan was already standing beside him, and frowned upon hearing this: "I haven't received a reply from my uncle yet."

Green Bamboo Peak is almost one day away from here, maybe it is still on the way?Chu Ting didn't think too much, but seeing that the sky was approaching noon, he was hungry and wanted to take his disciples out for lunch.

Just as I came downstairs, there were people coming and going in the lobby, and a vaguely familiar figure happened to meet me at the top of the stairs, but I couldn't remember where I saw that face.

When the two passed by on the stairs, the man suddenly grinned, tilted his head and leaned into Chu Ting's ear and whispered: "Senior brother, are you treating me to dinner?"

——Damn, who else could have this kind of feeling that sounds like a stomach full of bad water that can't be stopped?Jiang Yilang!

Chu Ting ground his teeth subconsciously, and signaled Jiang Yilang to follow with a wink.A group of people went out and went straight to the restaurant street, and found a private room to sit down.As soon as the door was closed, Jiang Yilang swaggered limply on the chair, without any image: "Hurry up...give me pork knuckle in Sixi meatball sauce, West Lake beef soup, couple's lung slices, sweet and sour fish...and a pot of daughter red! "

Red your sister!Chu Ting resisted the desire to kill him with a slap, and slapped the table: "Tell me first, what happened at home? Why did you come down the mountain?"

"Oh, I'm starving to death." Jiang Yilang looked rascal, and when he saw Chu Ting's refusal to satisfy his five internal organs temple, he immediately complained and looked at Xuan Lun who was standing aside: "Master nephew, hurry up and order Xiaoer's good wine." vegetable!"

I can still be full of energy to eat and drink, I don't think it's a big deal.Chu Ting was a little relieved, and felt a little hungry, so he waved Xuan Lun to ask the waiter to serve the food.

Seeing the achievement of his goal, Jiang Yilang crossed his legs and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, it's okay to say something on the mountain, and it's okay to say nothing... It depends on what you think. I'm idle and bored, come here Watch the fun."

How could Chu Ting believe his nonsense, he almost spit out a sip of tea: "Is something all right?"

"Well..." Jiang Yilang rolled his eyes to look at Murong Yan, and suddenly coughed twice as if embarrassed: "Cough, Murong is missing."

"What?" Chu Ting was greatly surprised. He and Murong Yan exchanged glances, and then stared at Jiang Yilang neatly. The latter spread his hands innocently: "It's none of my business."

He shook Erlang's legs and said slowly, "Actually, he walked by himself."

Chu Ting rubbed his chin, watched Jiang Yilang take out a letter from his bosom, took it, and saw that "Murong Yan's message" was written on the envelope, his hands froze, and he handed it to the side again.

Murong Yan opened the letter, took out a thin white paper, read it hastily, then frowned, and said calmly: "It's his handwriting."

Chu Ting didn't ask in detail, since Murong Zheng left like this, it means that there is no evidence.When he returned to the inn after dinner, Jiang Yilang said that he got a room, oppressed Chu Ting to death with his smug eyes, and walked away.

Chu Ting slandered for a while, entered the room and opened his mouth directly: "What's going on?"

Murong Yan didn't turn around, but stood by the window as if watching, and slowly shook his head: "I...don't know either."

"There are only a few words in the letter." Murong Yan frowned into several lines: "I just said that I am well and he has something to leave. Just tell me to take care of myself."

Duh, weird... Chu Ting rubbed his chin, thinking a bit.The two couldn't figure it out, so they had to put this matter aside for the time being.But a few days passed in a blink of an eye, and finally got peace and purity.

On the eighth day of June, the inns in the city of Yongzhou were all empty, and all the people from the rivers and lakes who came gathered in the homes of generous and wealthy families in the city. All factions are bustling with each other, and the end is very lively.

He raised his eyes and saw that the two suzerains of Yangxiuzong and Yinlizong had brought their disciples in. They hadn't seen each other for a few years, but they all looked pretty good.I wanted to look for the figures of the female disciples of Donghua Hall, but I remembered that Donghua Hall was one of the four sects, and naturally they had long been regarded as honored guests in it.

Sooner or later one day...Chu Ting suppressed some small thoughts in his heart, handed a martial arts post to the housekeeper at the door, and shouted with great enthusiasm: "Taiqing sent to—"

Chu Ting straightened his expression, showed off his accustomed "advanced camouflage" skills, raised his head and chest, and smiled kindly.Behind them are four handsome guys lined up, as aggressive as you want, as attractive as you want, as attractive as you want to attract women's eyes... Do you think you have many people?We have dudes!You said you have many female disciples?We have dudes!You said that you are the big school of the rivers and lakes?We still have dudes!

Beautiful and delicious...it can be eaten as a meal, and it can also develop productivity!

The pride in Chu Ting's heart couldn't be increased. After so many years of hard work teaching his disciples, isn't it for this day to show in front of the world?Seeing them standing there tall and straight, they immediately became the focus of everyone's attention in the field.Rows of female disciples' eyes sparkled aside, just talking about martial arts attracted senior elders from all factions to look at each other, and whispered to each other.

He felt so good about himself that he just took a few short steps out of the runway show, feeling like he had gotten enough of the limelight, then he looked around the crowd with a smile on his face, and found Yang Mintian and Yinyue decisively. moon.

Yang Mintian's eyes lit up, and he nodded slightly at him, while Yin Yueyue was much more straightforward, bowing her head and ordering Zhang Lele to come over to greet them.According to Chu Ting's current status, he could indeed sit with them.

Chu Ting was also polite, and sat down next to the two of them, eagerly exchanging greetings: "Sect Master Yang! Sect Master Yin! Long time no see, I miss you so much!"

The atmosphere between Yang Mintian and Yin Yueyue also seemed to be less tense, presumably the two of them had gotten along much better in the past five years, and since they hadn't seen each other for five years, they were also very happy to see Chu Ting and the others. Things are embarrassing.

After chatting a few words casually, the courtyard was full of people, and almost all of them came.For the sake of convenience, Chu Ting kept his home plug-in turned on all the time, and looked at the rostrum one by one.Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, Mu Yingqi, the head of the Jiuying School, stood up and glanced around the arena.

This glance seemed to have a strange charm, which gradually made the venue quiet.The man who had passed his forty years nodded in satisfaction, and started the opening speech with enough internal strength.

"Thank you all for giving the four big schools face and coming to this martial arts conference. This kind of martial arts prosperity has not reappeared for many years." He and the masters of Kunshan Hall, Wusheng Hall, and Donghua Hall on the left and right looked at each other and saluted each other. He bowed his hands again and said: "Today's meeting is not for anything else, but for the matter of that year."

"I know that many young people are still unaware of this matter. Now they have grown into a new generation, and it's time to participate in the affairs of the martial arts." He spoke sincerely and was quite favorable. "This time, I ask Wusheng Palace to be the Hall Master. He is the person who experienced the events back then. Let him explain to everyone what happened that year."

Ren Wusheng stood up, he was dressed as a scholar, looked weak, but his eyes were extremely sharp, a slight smile did not ease the discomfort he felt.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Chu Ting almost fainted. There was no other reason. The first sentence was——

"Everyone be quiet, now we have a meeting!"

The author has something to say:

Today's character card is Zhang Bohu

Name: Zhang Bohu

Age: 18 years old

Position: Disciple of the Taiqing Sect, third apprentice of Chu Ting

A word about myself: There is nothing to say, I am very strong!And listen to the words of the master and senior brother very much!

New Year's Wish: Everyone in Doujia Village is well!Everything is fine for the Taiqing faction!Tan Yuanyuan... [blushing] Can you hold me a little hand...