C564 The Hatred of the Unaffiliated

Otherwise, they wouldn't have just attacked from that direction. They let them go just as they were about to wipe out Juxiang Lou's people. Then, they left silently like Tathagata. They looked like they were here to break free from his encirclement. Obviously... Those men in black were not the ones who protected him. Then... Where did those masked men in black come from? They didn't do it for charity, so what was their purpose in doing it?

Du Qi could not figure it out, but he could not help but withdraw his thoughts, but he felt a little dizzy. He shook his head hard, stood up, and walked out of the house. It was almost noon, and there was not a single person in sight other than the patrolling soldiers. There was no sound around him. It seemed that Ma Yuxiao and the other girls were all quietly staying in the room. She remembered that when she returned home, she was either busy with other things or cultivating by herself. They rarely had the chance to chat and have fun with them as usual. They thought that they might meet each other again after the Mid-Autumn Festival. They did not know when they would be able to see each other again. Du Qi could not help but feel a strong sense of reluctance and guilt from the depths of his heart.

Just as Du Qi was about to go to the backyard to take a look at Ma Yuxiao and the other girls, he suddenly saw two people walking in from the main door. He recognized one of them, Jiang Haiyang, and the other was Shan Gang Yue. They were the experts in charge of sending messages. When they saw Du Qi, the two of them hurriedly ran over. Both of them cupped their fists and greeted Du Qi. Jiang Haiyang said respectfully, "Young master, there is a Daoist nun who wishes to see you. May I know if it is convenient for you now?"

During this period of time, everything was handled by the East Pavilion, Mr. Wen Tong, and others. Du Qi also had some free time. He did not ask about the internal and external affairs. Whenever there was a situation, the person in charge of sending the information would directly report it to the East Pavilion and Mr. Wen Tong. Du Qi never thought that Jiang Haiyang and Shan Gongyue would come specifically to ask him for instructions. When he heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly startled. He casually said, "Oh? What is the background of that Daoist nun?"

Facing such a simple question from Du Qi, Jiang Haiyang and Shan Yue couldn't help but look at each other in dismay. After being stunned for a while, Jiang Haiyang mustered up his courage and said, "That nun came menacingly. Apart from saying that she wanted to see the young master, she also said that she wanted to see the young master. She didn't mention anything else. In the lower class, no one could do anything to her. I had no choice but to ask the young master to make the decision. "

Du Qi couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. Ever since the agreement for the Mid-Autumn Festival had been set, most of the visitors were rejected. Only a few people who had connections with Du Qi or had special permission could see them. Now, Jiang Haiyang and Shan Gongyue did not know where the nun came from, and they also did not know why the nun wanted to see him. They had actually violated the return rule and informed Du Qi. Could it be that Jiang Haiyang, Shan Gang Yue, and the others had some kind of relationship with the nun? In any case, Du Qi would never blame them for this matter. After all, they had come to do things for him for free and protect his safety. Apart from gratitude, Du Qi did not know how to repay them. Hearing this, he casually looked towards the door and saw a slender young and beautiful nun looking towards them. She looked relaxed and somewhat anxious. Du Qi was sure that he had never seen this person before. He did not know why she wanted to see him. However, when he saw that Jiang Haiyang and Shan Gongyue were still standing in front of him respectfully and waiting for his reply, Du Qi couldn't help but secretly sigh. He said helplessly, "Call her in."

Jiang Haiyang and Shan Gongyue clearly heaved a sigh of relief. They quickly agreed and happily went to welcome the nun.

Du Qi saw that the nun was about sixteen or seventeen years old and had a huge burden on her shoulders. She wore a green Daoist robe, and although the color was new, it was damaged in many places. Moreover, it was covered with dirt, as if it had just been dug out from a pile of garbage. His black hair was tied into a large bun, and there was a seemingly small navy blue Daoist hat on top of the black wooden hairpin. The hat was still shiny and shiny, as if it had never been treated to water. Her face was fair and white, as fine as fat, which was in stark contrast to her filthy appearance. Her eyes were clear and bright. Her eyes were as clear as water, flashing with wisdom as she blinked. Her facial features were delicate and pretty. She was peerlessly beautiful, and she was actually an outstanding beauty. Her delicate figure seemed to have the bearing of a transcendent being under the slightly wide Daoist robe. She walked over gracefully like a fairy, and she wasn't tainted by the slightest bit of the aura of the mortal world.

Du Qi almost lost himself in the charm of the Daoist nun until the Daoist nun walked up to him. Du Qi only became frightened when he respectfully bowed to her. When he saw that the nun was different from others, he was shocked. Du Qi could not help but be surprised. He did not have time to think and hurriedly led the nun into the room. He closed the door and asked in a hurry, "I don't know why you showed up. Where is Sloppy Monk now? How is he?"

Hearing this, the nun's face darkened and she said bitterly, "I, Shui Wuhen, am the descendant of Sloppy Monk. Before Sloppy Monk died, he repeatedly told me to protect young master for a while."

Du Qi had seen Shui Wuhen give a secret signal to protect him when he bowed. That was why he did not avoid suspicion and brought Shui Wuhen into the bedroom to talk. He didn't expect Sloppy Monk to have already left the world. Du Qi couldn't help but be shocked. As a Taoist expert who secretly protected the master of Du Mansion, Sloppy Monk's martial arts was powerful and had different paths. He would never die without a reason. Even if he was seriously injured, as long as he had a breath of air, he would never die. However, that was not the case. There was no need to ask. Sloppy Monk must have been deliberately killed. An expert like him... How could it be easy to kill him? Sloppy Monk had never been in the martial world, so very few people knew about his existence. If it wasn't something related to the master of Du Mansion, he wouldn't have cared about it. There was no such thing as revenge from enemies or getting involved in other people's business. From this, it could be seen that... The murderer of Sloppy Monk must be related to Du Qi. Then... Who was so crazy as to kill Sloppy Monk? Seeing Shui Wuhen's sad and worried expression, Du Qi could not help feeling pain in his heart. He quickly said, "Who did he get hurt by?"

Shui Wuhen said, "According to what Sloppy Monk said before his death, he was harmed by the devil disciples of the Heaven and Earth Cult."

Although Shui Wuhen was the descendant of Sloppy Monk, he did not have the true identity of a master and disciple. It was just that he was protecting the inheritance of the master of Du Mansion, so Shui Wuhen did not address Sloppy Monk as his master. Du Qi had already learned about their relationship from Daoist priest Tianyi. At this moment, he didn't think that Shui Wuhen had a different way of addressing Sloppy Monk. What he cared about was how Sloppy Monk was killed. After listening to Shui Wuhen's words, in this world, except for a few people from the Heaven One Sect and Camel Horse Gang, who else besides the devil disciples of the Cult of Heaven and Earth knew about his special mission? If they wanted to win in this long period of battle, they would naturally think of ways to get rid of him. And to get rid of him, they would first get rid of the people who protected him.