Chapter 237 When doing things in Xiyu Tower, everyone squats with their heads down!

Murong Xiao was captured by the rebel general from Southern Xinjiang?

Student Li fell into deep thought.

No, why did Brother Murong come to Yunzhou? And he happened to run into the rebel general.

To some extent, this is good luck.

"Chang Bolong should just run away, why capture Murong Xiao? Isn't this just an extra burden?"

Qian Bufan felt very tired.

The group was originally going to return to Ziyang Mansion, but they ran into this kind of thing.

"We followed the foreign affairs steward of Jiancheng to search for a long time, but we didn't find any trace of the other party."

"I don't know if Murong Xiao is still alive..."

Xue Jing frowned and said.

"Every profession has its own specialty. Finding people is not what a swordsman is good at."

Li Mo pondered for a moment and analyzed:

"Chang Bolun was hunted by the government, and he took Brother Murong with him, which means he has other intentions, for example..."

Shang Wu opened her almond eyes and said:

"For example, he likes handsome young men? Then you, my dear disciple, should be careful."

Li Mo: "..."

Let alone the fact that the master's guess was too outrageous.

He still liked to hear this.

Seeing the beautiful master become serious, Li Mo took out a bottle of aged wine and put it in her hand:

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Shang Wu snorted, indicating that as long as she was there, she would definitely protect her dear disciple.

Li Mo then continued:

"But then again."

"We don't need to worry too much about Brother Murong's safety. The current primary goal is to find him."

Everyone nodded. Junior Brother Li's analysis made sense.

When Xiao Li was serious, he was still reliable. Everyone suddenly felt that they had a backbone.

Ying Bing lowered her head slightly, and her eyes reflected the young man's talkative appearance.

She gently poured a cup of tea and placed it next to him without making a sound.

Qian Bufan said: "Let the fellows in Jiancheng take action, they will definitely do their best, but now we can't even find the trace of Chang Bolun and his party."

The swordsmen are all strong, and they love to dress up and ride horses, and show off in front of people.

But they are disdainful of searching for information and tracking.

They have to choose a roof with clear wind and bright moon to spar, do you expect them to lie in the gutter like ghostwriters, disguised as street beggars to search for information?

Although Jiancheng is willing to help.

But it is limited to fighting.

"After all, Yunzhou is not as good as Ziyang Mansion, we can't start a war."

Xue Jing nodded.

"In fact, the solution is right in front of us."

Li Mo suddenly smiled and said.

Everyone was stunned.

He walked to the street outside and shouted:

"Brothers, there is a new job!"

Instantly, the long and bustling street became quiet.

Countless peddlers and street performers all stopped what they were doing.

Even the old man playing chess and the lame beggar all stood up and stood in front of the restaurant.

"Master Li, please give your orders."

"Who do you want to kill? Just let me know!"

"How do you want to kill? Chop it into fine pieces?"

The restaurant entrance was once very enthusiastic, and the killers were full of motivation and desire for performance.

They are really a group of people with great ambitions who work hard and get rich through hard work.

"Well, let me say a few words."

"My bonus was withdrawn a while ago, but I haven't taken back the reward yet, so..."

Watching Li Mo standing in front of a group of killers and giving a lecture.

Everyone in the restaurant fell into deep thought.

If outsiders saw this, they would think that Li Mo was the owner of the Yunzhou branch of Xiyu Tower. Not to mention outsiders, they all had an illusion for a while.

Our Qingyuan Sect is a famous and upright sect!

Not long after.

Student Li arranged for the killers to go out.

He was planning to go back to the restaurant to discuss with everyone.

"Brother Li."

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, a middle-aged man with a sallow face.

"I am Huang Donglai."

Huang Donglai was afraid that Li Mo would not recognize him, so he restored his original voice.

"So it's Brother Huang, are you staying at the hotel? I don't have the leisure to entertain you now..."

"No, I want to help Brother Li."

Huang Donglai bowed his hands and said seriously:

"Tracking clues is also my strong point."

"Do you have any research in this area?"

"Well, I have some experience, especially how to destroy corpses and hide my whereabouts."

"..."

Li Mo looked at the middle-aged man dressed by Huang Donglai.

If he didn't use the Destiny Eye, even he couldn't see it.

Obviously, he really has some expertise.

He is a rare talent.

........

When the undercurrents in the city surged.

A certain temple was particularly quiet at this time.

This place is located in the suburbs of Yunzhou. Usually, the incense is not very strong, but the green water and green mountains, beautiful scenery, is indeed a rare place for meditation.

But.....

Now the temple has changed from the abbot to the novice monks.

Squeak——

After sending off the last batch of pilgrims, the monk closed the heavy temple door, and then kicked away the wooden fish that blocked the way and walked in front of the abbot.

"General..."

"Hmm?"

The thick-browed host opened his eyes a little, with a fierce look in his eyes.

The monk quickly changed his words: "Abbot, we are monks here, eating tofu and cabbage every day, and our mouths are almost dry. When can we go back?"

It turned out that the original monks in the 'Jinguang Temple' had all died.

The temple was also occupied by a group of rebels.

"What are you worried about?"

Chang Bolun snorted coldly:

"Now Yunzhou City is in a state of panic, and we can't leave for the time being. We can only stay here and wait until the storm is over. Those Yunzhou swordsmen are all arrogant and want to show off their talents in front of others. No matter how hard they think, they can't think of us 'becoming monks'."

"Now the 'God' has given his will."

He glanced at the Buddha statue behind him and grinned:

"We have found the Son of God for the God, and there will naturally be rewards from the church."

"As long as we survive this period, the sky will be high and the birds will fly freely. We don't have to suffer in the deserted place of southern Xinjiang anymore."

As soon as the voice fell, the 'monks' all showed joy.

"With the general's merit, he should be promoted to a Dharma protector."

"It's better to join the Divine Religion. I broke through the bottleneck that I hadn't touched for five years yesterday."

"Hahaha, how could those stupid swordsmen in Yunzhou find us?"

"Wait, do you think... this incense is a little too fragrant?"

"It is too fragrant... the incense makes people a little confused..."

.....

At this moment.

Suddenly, Chang Bolun, who was pretending to be the abbot of the temple, found something wrong and held his breath.

"The incense is poisonous!"

He yelled.

The next moment.

Bang——

The door of the temple was kicked open by someone.

"We are working in Xiyu Tower, all of you hold your heads and squat!"

The monks: "?"

What the hell? Xiyu Tower? ?

No.

Why does the scene of kicking the door in look familiar?

Although they are fugitives now, they were all government troops in the past, and they were cats that were paid by the army...

In the past, they were the only ones who kicked other people's doors.

Now, a group of assassins kicked the door openly?

It's quite sudden.

..........

PS: It's a bit late today, sorry, Xiao Pujie spent a long time writing the outline in the afternoon, sorting out the plot of the trip to southern Xinjiang.

Muah!