Chapter 652 Conditions
“Cough cough cough…”
I don’t know how long it took, Hua Wuying was woken up by a heavy breath in his chest. He sat up suddenly, his brain was still wet. When he woke up, he coughed violently several times, and then spit out a large mouthful of blood!
But the blood did not spit on his body and legs.
A basin stretched out and caught his blood.
"Okay, spit out the poisonous blood and everything will be fine."
He heard the voice of Master Wu Lian not far away.
At this time, Hua Wuying's vision gradually became clearer.
He saw himself lying in a familiar dormitory and a familiar big bed. Next to him sat a junior fellow apprentice who was covered in bandages. This junior fellow apprentice was also holding a basin to soak up the poisonous blood he had just vomited. .
Not far away, Master Wu Lianwu sat calmly at the table.
However, Hua Wuying could tell that although Master Wu looked indifferent, there was a clear feeling of "relief" in his eyes.
"What, what's going on?"
Hua Wuying's memory still stayed before coma, and he asked with some difficulty: "Everyone...how is it?"
"It's okay, senior brother." The junior brother opened his mouth and was about to continue speaking, but he heard Wu Lian clear his throat and he quickly closed his mouth.
“You go first.”
Wu Lian said calmly: "I'll tell you."
"Oh, okay." The junior brother didn't dare to say any more, took the basin and left the room quickly.
Hua Wuying was a little confused: "Master Wu, what happened?"
Looking at Wu Lian's serious expression, he had an ominous premonition in his heart: "No... nothing will happen. It’s over!”
“Don’t worry, it’s okay, no one is dead, even the guy who blocked the spear for you will just stay in bed for two months.”
Wu Lian said calmly: "Prefect Wen, you came just in time."
Hearing the three words "Prefect Wen", Hua Wuying breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed back on the bed.
Yes, when he received the challenge letter from those Jianghu people, he had already informed Wen Renjun, the prefect of Luoyi City.
The rules of the world?
How are the rules of the world so important as the lives of junior brothers and sisters?
As for those secret books...
Hua Wuying swore that he did not have to use his own life to protect a bunch of secret books.
It’s just that he didn’t expect so many people to come.
By the time you want to leave, it is already too late, and it is absolutely impossible for those people in the world to really let them go - who knows what you are going to do when you leave?
But fortunately, he still had a backup plan and notified the government office in advance.
"It's better if it comes in time..." Hua Wuying said with a smile: "It's good that everyone is fine."
"It's very timely."
Wu Lian sneered: "It's too timely."
Hua Wuying heard something in his words and was startled: "Master, what do you mean?"
"I'd like to remind you." Wu Lian said calmly: "This Magistrate Wen Having a good relationship with us in the past does not mean that it will be the same in the future - just be careful, he will be waiting for you outside the house.”
"Wait for me outside the house?"
Hua Wuying was startled and quickly started to get dressed and get out of bed.
"Yes." Wu Lian nodded: "Don't worry about me, go out and talk to him."
Hua Wuying pursed his lips, nodded gently, and said deeply Take a breath and push the door open.
As Jiang Baichuan's chief disciple, his residence in the Wulin League is a large separate courtyard.
It was still night outside the door at this time, and it seemed that not long had passed since the previous bloody battle.
In the night of the small courtyard, a middle-aged man in official uniform sat at a small stone table. On the stone table was a set of small tea trays placed by an unknown person. The middle-aged man poured tea to himself. With a perfect smile on his face, he stroked his goatee on his chin.
This person is the magistrate of Luoyi, Wen Renjun.
“Wuying, you’re fine.”
He smiled at Hua Wuying: “Come, sit down.”
This is obviously Hua Wuying's small courtyard, but looking at the magistrate, he looks like the owner of this place.
Hua Wuying didn't care. After smiling slightly, he came to the opposite side of him and bowed first.
“Thank you, Mr. Wen, for saving my life.”
He said with great sincerity. Wen Renjun chuckled and waved his hand: "You're so polite, so polite. These robbers and bandits came to Luoyi City to cause trouble. If I turn a blind eye, wouldn't it be a huge dereliction of duty? Sit down, sit down quickly."
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"Yes." Hua Wuying responded, then sat down and immediately took over the task of making tea.
Wen Renjun glanced at his pale face and the blood-stained bandage on his shoulder. He chuckled and said, "Wuying, these days are not easy, right?"
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Hua Wuying sighed: "But at any rate, with the help of Brother Fu Xiandi, all the major sects in the rivers and lakes still recognized our strategy of establishing the Xuan Alliance, and now you, the prefect, have With help, we will be able to get through it soon."
He also kept an eye on it.
Master Wu asked him to pay attention, and he moved Fu Qingzhou out without leaving any trace.
The special envoy of Mingjiang Pavilion, Qian Longbo, the celebrity around the emperor... our Xuan Alliance is not just relying on the legacy left by Jiang Baichuan.
Sure enough, when Wen Renjun heard this, his eyes paused slightly.
But soon, he whispered: "Wuying, I have already gone to understand the matter of Xuanmeng."
He picked up the tea cup and looked at Hua Wuying. Eyes: "The rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes after all, and the court means - no support, no opposition."
"Yes."
Hua Wuying lowered his head and responded: "In the future, we will do better to help the Dayan court to manage the rivers and lakes in an orderly manner and reduce chaos and killings."
"Very good." Wen Renjun smiled and said: "But... the Xuanmeng General Altar cannot be located here."
Hua Wuying was startled and raised his head suddenly.
He almost thought he heard wrongly.
The cold wind was getting stronger and stronger, giving him a headache.
"Why, why?" he heard himself ask.
Wen Renjun did not answer him, but slapped his tongue and continued: "Of course, this is not absolute, unless..."
"Unless?" Hua Wuying doubted.
"Alas..." Wen Renjun put down his tea cup and sighed: "Jiang Baichuan, you have to die! If he doesn't die, I won't be able to sit still."
Hua Wuying's whole body trembled as if struck by lightning.
Wen Renjun's expression was calm, but there was some indescribable helplessness in his eyes.
Jiang Baichuan has been working as the magistrate of Luoyi for as many years as he has stayed in Luoyi.
When Fu Qingzhou first arrived here, when he saw the city gate guards letting the Wulin Alliance carriage pass without any questioning or hesitation, he knew how strong the relationship between the Wulin Alliance was here.
This "relationship" is undoubtedly the relationship between Jiang Baichuan and Wen Renjun.
For a long time in the past, Wen Renjun, the prefect, had been sitting very comfortably.
No matter how turbulent the rivers and lakes are, they cannot disturb Luoyi.
With the Wulin League stationed here, the whole city can be said to not pick up items on the road or close the doors at night. No one in the Jianghu dares to make trouble here. A few months ago, Beiyi people came out of Sangmen Village under Luoyi's rule, and the government Before they arrived, Jiang Baichuan led his people to clean up the matter first. He Wen Renjun did nothing and got a share of the credit for nothing.
At that time, he almost regarded Jiang Baichuan as his reborn parent!
I didn’t expect that just how long had passed, this Alliance Leader Jiang… would actually become the Pavilion Leader of Drizzle Pavilion? ! He is also wanted by Mingjiange!
At this time, Magistrate Wen, who had a good relationship with Jiang Baichuan, suddenly felt hot on the chair under his butt.
When the disciples of the Wulin Alliance were taken to the underworld, Mingjiang Pavilion also sent someone to have a good chat with Magistrate Wen.
After chatting that night, and until today, Magistrate Wen was in a state of high tension.
He didn’t even favor his newly married concubine!
Thinking of this, he drank all the tea in the bowl in his hand, which relieved his anxiety a little.
Seeing Wen Renjun involuntarily showing a ferocious expression, Hua Wuying sighed softly.
"Master Magistrate, you know, Master...Jiang Baichuan is extremely powerful, and there are not many people in the world who can surrender to him today."
He said softly: "Only by myself, You can't do this."
"I am not a martial artist, let alone a practitioner. I don't understand these things."
Wen Renjun put the tea cup upside down on the table. He went up and said through his teeth: "But if Jiang Baichuan is alive, no matter who comes to the door, I can no longer control him."
"..."
After a moment of silence, Hua Wuying said quietly: "I understand, but I also hope that the prefect can give us some time."
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Wen Renjun laughed dryly: "Is one month enough?"
Hua Wuying pursed his lips and said nothing.
A month? Kill Master?
But, does he have the right to refuse?
(End of this chapter)