C83 The past Was like Smoke

"Someone? Our patriarch is gone, and you still want someone from us? Who should we find to ask for someone? " The more the Shen family's men heard, the more impatient they became. Each and every one of them started rubbing their fists.

"What a joke! Isn't your patriarch standing here alive?" The short monk interrupted.

Shen Donghui said, "You are mistaken. The patriarch they are talking about is my elder brother, Shen Dongyang. To be honest, our Shen family has also encountered this tribulation. We don't know what to do. "

"So that's how it is. Then, I would like to trouble Uncle Shen to give the order to reopen the Chuyun Peak and let me go there to investigate. " Murong Ke said.

Shen family's bodyguard Zhao said angrily, "If you want to open it, then open it. Have you forgotten whose territory this is?"

Murong Ke said with a smile, "It's precisely because I know it's the Shen family's territory that I came to greet you. Otherwise. "

Dart master Zhao said, "Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, I don't need to say it. I'm sure you understand. We have a deal first. We are all looking for our family. We will not interfere with each other's business. " Murong Ke said in a stern voice.

When Shen Donghui saw the courteous and elegant young master suddenly become tough, he couldn't help but put on the appearance of a family head. "Since we don't interfere with each other's business, let's invite Young Master Murong back. The territory of Shen family will be opened at any time. It's not up to outsiders to interrupt us. "

After saying that, Shen Donghui flicked his sleeves and left.

Murong Ke revealed a troubled expression, but he didn't get angry. He laughed loudly and said, "This is really funny. I have been watching from above for so long during the day. I heard that you are choosing a new patriarch, right? Could it be that you have forgotten about the old patriarch when you have a new patriarch? "

Shen Qiutong ran up and said, "How could that be!? Our Shen family will never forget my father!"

Murong Ke saw Shen Qiutong and his eyes suddenly lit up. "This is Miss Shen, right? We did not have any other intentions when we went to Chuyun Peak. We just wanted to find clues. However, these people tried to stop us. What do you think we should do?"

Shen Qiutong raised her head and saw that Murong Ke was such a handsome young man. Her face turned red and she stammered, "This, this, this Chuyun Peak is indeed a place for our Shen family. You, if you want to go up there, you will need our permission. "

Murong Ke smiled and said, "That's right. That's why we came here today for this matter. Isn't this the decision of the young patriarch? Besides, if I find clues, it will also help me find your patriarch. Could it be that some people don't want me to find the old patriarch?"

His words were clearly directed at the newly appointed Shen Donghui, but Shen Donghui wasn't angry. He smiled and said, "Young Master, you are wrong. We always want to find Brother Dongyang. However, everything had to be done according to the host's wishes. In this trip to Chuyun Peak, I will naturally go and investigate. When the time comes, there will be a result. If Young Master Murong is interested, we will not be stingy either. We will definitely tell him everything. "

Murong Ke said coldly. "Uncle Shen, you must be very confident that you can find the murderer. "

Shen Donghui smiled and said, "What a joke. As long as you have full confidence, my brother is also in trouble. So we must do our best! As for Young Master Murong, I think we should take care of our own matters first! "

Murong Ke was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked, "How do you know what happened to my family?"

Shen Donghui's expression was a little ugly, but he immediately covered it up and said, "Uh, hehe. How would I know about your family? I think, as the young master of the Mu Rong family, you should take good care of your family's matters. "

Murong Ke smiled. "Since Shen Villa Lord doesn't give me any face, then. . . Then I'll have to offend you!"

In a moment, Murong Ke had already jumped in front of Shen Qiutong. He grabbed her wrist with one hand and pulled out the saber from his waist with the other. This was an extremely delicate Fish Scale Purple Gold Saber. Anyone who could use this saber must not be an ordinary person.

The reputation of the Fish Scale Purple Gold Blade had long been heard of in the Pugilistic World, but those who could see it with their own eyes were few and far between. There were many craftsmen in the Pugilistic World who had wanted to copy a batch of such knives, but they often made a mistake. Most of the counterfeits were not very attractive.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Qiutong had already fallen into Murong Ke's hands. Everyone turned pale with fright. Each and every one of them bared their fangs and brandished their claws, as if they were going to eat Murong Ke alive.

Murong Ke held Shen Qiutong's neck as he retreated. He whispered, "Miss Shen, I'm really sorry. There is an urgent matter at home that I need your help with!"

He turned around and said loudly to Shen Donghui, "Uncle Shen, can you open the Chuyun Peak now and let me in?"

Shen Donghui was still hesitating, but Third Granduncle's eyes had already turned red with anxiety. "Is this how you people in the pugilistic world solve problems? Alright, I'll give you the token. Quickly release Qiutong!"

Murong Ke took the token with one hand and sighed. "Junior has no other choice. Miss Shen cannot be released for the time being. When the matter is investigated clearly, I will definitely send Miss Shen back safely. At the same time, I will personally pay a visit to apologize. "

Although Murong Ke was carrying a person with him, his footsteps were still very light, as if he was flying. It was as if he had never considered that he was still tied up with a person. In the blink of an eye, this group of people had already disappeared without a trace.

Third Granduncle stomped his feet anxiously. "I knew I could not provoke this group of people from the pugilistic world. Now it's good. Quickly think of a way!"

Shen Donghui slowly walked to his seat. No one knew what was in his mind, but he was definitely not thinking about how to save Shen Qiutong, because he did not hear what Third Granduncle said.

Third Granduncle said angrily, "Donghui! Say something. Are we just going to let him bully us like this?"

Only then did Shen Donghui react. "Oh, don't worry. Leave this matter to me. There are many outstanding martial masters in our family. Gather all of them and go straight to Chuyun Peak. I don't believe that this kid can ascend to the heavens. "

Third Granduncle shook his head. "That guy's martial arts can be compared to this bunch of useless people? He is the descendant of the Mu Rong family, and he has been adding blood to the blade for several generations. "

Shen Donghui was a bit unhappy and said: "Then what do you think we should do?"

Third Granduncle sighed and said, "Well, I have no other choice. By the way, Hero Xiao is now in the mansion, we can ask him to help! Where is Hero Xiao? "

Xiao Nanfeng had already followed him. Murong Ke's sudden appearance had completely messed up Xiao Nanfeng's train of thought. Initially, he had focused all his attention on the Shen family. Now, it seemed like the matter in the Murong family was also very complicated. It was very likely that Murong Ke's appearance had a lot to do with the disappearance of those people.

It was late at night, and the lanterns had already been extinguished. A dim yellow oil lamp had just lit up in the wooden house at the foot of the mountain. The wooden house was very simple and crude. It simply could not withstand the wind and rain. As the light of the rain blew past, a wave of cold invaded the entire house.

The smell of grass outside the window slowly wafted over, but the people under the oil lamps were secretly saddened.

"Madam, you're awake?" The beggar sat with his back facing the oil lamp. Mrs. Murong opened her hazy eyes but could not see his face clearly. But she recognized him at a glance.

"Ren Bushi, why did you save me?" Mrs. Murong asked while coughing.

Ren Bushi sighed and said, "Twenty years ago, at the Gua Province ferry, we met and smiled. We both had white hair. "

Mrs. Murong's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. She almost could not believe her ears. She looked at Ren Bushi from afar, but her eyes were full of disbelief.

"Why? Why do you know?" Mrs. Murong stared at Ren Bushi and asked.

Ren Bushi smiled bitterly and drank a mouthful of wine. His throat could not help choking. "Why don't I know? Who else in the world knows besides me?"

Mrs. Murong shook her head and said, "No, impossible! You must have forced that person to say it. "

Ren Bushi kept laughing, but his tears fell from the corner of his eyes. "I don't think there is anyone in this world who can force me, Dugu Hun, to tell this secret, right?"

Mrs. Murong's arm slowly slid down, almost falling down.

She widened her eyes and stared fixedly at the dilapidated wooden door of the wooden house. After a long time, she lightly asked, "Then what did you come back for?"

Ren Bushi said coldly. "I am back for you and your son, of course. "

Mrs. Murong's eyes were full of tears. She wiped away her tears and said angrily, "No, what mother and son? We mother and son have nothing to do with you. "

Ren Bushi smiled bitterly and said, "Lil 'Yu, when I left that year, you were already pregnant. . . "

"Shut up! Your child is dead. He froze to death in that winter! " Mrs. Murong gritted her teeth and said.

Ren Bushi's eyes suddenly turned red and his eyes gradually became bloodshot. He took three steps forward and asked, "Don't lie to me. Quickly tell me, where is our child?"

Mrs. Murong sobbed as she laughed, "What a joke. Where did your child come from? I have already said it clearly. "

Ren Bushi staggered a few steps back before stopping and saying, "No, he will not die. You blame me for leaving without saying a word. I had no choice but to leave that year. "

" What difficulties do you have? Other than having your conscience eaten by a dog, what other difficulties can you have?" Mrs. Murong shouted at the top of her voice.

Ren Bushi sighed and said, "If I didn't leave back then, not only would our entire family die! Furthermore, all the blade artists in Gusu would be in trouble. Don't you know the power of the Evil Blade Emperor?"

Mrs. Murong looked up and said, "What? Evil Blade Emperor? Didn't he die a long time ago?"

Ren Bushi said with a bitter smile," No, he has always been alive and well. And he has been living a better life than any of us. That year, the Evil Saber Emperor who led him wanted to massacre the Gusu City. Big brother, Murong Bai, and I combined our strength to fight the Evil Saber Emperor, and only then was we able to fight to a draw. "

Mrs. Murong said coldly, "Since it is a tie, why do you want to leave?"

Ren Bushi sighed, "That battle was at the top of the Blood Cliff. My Yanling Blade cut into the Evil Saber Emperor's chest. His devil blood dyed my entire face red. Big brother and Murong Bai couldn't save me in time, so I was kicked into the Blood Valley. When I woke up again, I was beyond recognition. "

Ren Bushi choked with sobs, but his eyes were filled with anger. "My hands and legs were broken. Later, I tasted all the herbs in the mountains, and only then was I able to survive. If I hadn't met an old friend of the Liu Clan, I would have lost my life. "

"Even if the Evil Saber Emperor massacred the Gusu, what does that have to do with me? Could it be that you would rather give up on us than to stop him? Can't you tell me in advance?" Mrs. Murong questioned.

Ren Bushi drank another mouthful of wine and said, "Hey, did you forget your original identity? You are the saintess of Godly Knife Sect. The reason why Evil Saber Emperor wanted to massacre the Gusu was to find the saintess of Godly Knife Sect. Only by destroying the saintess will the Godly Knife Sect be unable to continue its inheritance. Only then will his scheme succeed. "

Mrs. Murong laid weakly on the bed and said faintly. "When that time comes, you will know my identity?"

Ren Bushi suddenly remembered this point. Back then, her identity was hidden from him. But as time passed, everything was like smoke in the past. He smiled and said, "Yes, how could I not know your identity? The saintess of Godly Knife Sect was the next successor of the Sect Master, and the Sect Master could never get married and have children. Even if I know, can I restrain myself from loving you?"

" Since that's the case, does my husband also know my identity? " Mrs. Murong asked.

Ren Bushi said, "He told me this secret! He had wanted me to leave you for a long time, so he told me this secret early in the morning, so that I would back out. The authority of the Godly Knife Sect is something that I can't go against alone. Even if my big brother supports me. . . It's the same as bringing the entire Dugu family into the abyss. "

"Then why are you doing this?" Mrs. Murong asked.

Ren Bushi laughed and said, "Does it mean that I can't do things that everyone in the world thinks cannot be done? I have to love the saintess of Godly Knife Sect, and I have to marry you! That was me at that time!"

When he said this, he seemed to have recalled something, and his face was filled with reminiscence.

Mrs. Murong sobbed. "Don't tell me you are not afraid of death?"

Ren Bushi sighed, "I am afraid. Who is not afraid of death? But if I die for you, then I'm not afraid anymore. Who asked me to fall in love with you? "

Mrs. Murong finally could not hold it in anymore and threw herself into Ren Bushi's arms.

When the sky was slightly bright, their tears had already dried up. Ren Bushi hugged Mrs. Murong, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and the corners of his mouth carried a hint of a smile.

Such a sweet feeling was really too little. He had experienced the torture of life and death, and he had seen everything very, very little. Only his feelings towards Mrs. Murong had never faded.

"Then why do you say that the Evil Saber Emperor is living a very good life? Could it be that Dugu Kuang and my husband did not kill him?" Mrs. Murong asked.

"That's right, of course not. Not only did he not die, he even took over the Godly Knife Sect. However, his vitality has also been greatly damaged, and he hasn't appeared in the Pugilistic World for more than ten years. " Ren Bushi stroked Mrs. Murong's soft hair and said faintly.

Mrs. Murong suddenly frowned. She seemed to have thought of something and quickly sat up. "Not good, something is going to happen at home!"

Ren Bushi sighed and said, "What home? Aren't we doing pretty well here? Are you going to give up the good days of reuniting for that family?"

At this time, Mrs. Murong had already used her actions to answer him. She was already about to walk out of the door.

Ren Bushi pressed on the door and said with a sullen face, "Are you really going to give up on me for that family?"