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Chapter 182
Shanrou suddenly said to Xiang Shaolong and Gao Xing with an inscrutable look: "Do you know who this person is?"

Xiang Shaolong said angrily: "Nonsense, where can I find out who he is, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Shan Rou explained: "I heard information about this person by chance yesterday in a warrior's camp. This person should be Yuan Zong, the successor of the Mohist Guild, and he has a Juzi order on him now."

"I've never heard of it, what is Juziling?"

Xiang Shaolong looked confused.

"You haven't heard of this? Then you probably don't know about the Mohist's Guild." Shanrou shook her head, but her impression of Xiang Shaolong was that he was an eccentric person who lacked common sense, so she didn't think so. How strange, so she explained: "Seeing a juziling is like meeting a giant. It is a very great right to order all the Mohists in the Mohist Guild with this order."

"That is really a very precious thing, but what does it have to do with us?" Xiang Shaolong asked.

Shanrou didn't show off, and said directly: "The person calling him now should be Yan Ping, the leader of Zhao Mo's party. He has already set up a secret plan to take Yuanzong's life and seize Juziling."

"Then isn't he very dangerous?" Xiang Shaolong looked at Shan Judao.

"You two, I have a deal. I wonder if you two will accept it?" Shan Rou looked at Gao Xing and the two and asked.

Gao Xing raised his hand to signal Shanrou to continue, "What deal? But it's okay."

Shan Rou said: "Let's go rescue Yuan Zong. After the matter is completed, I can give you 30 taels of silver."

Shan Rou's deal was accepted by Gao Xing, the main purpose was not for money, 30 taels of silver was secondary, it was mainly Yuan Zong himself, the Ju Zi Ling contained the secrets of Mohist swordsmanship, and Yuan Zong himself was proficient in Mohism As for swordsmanship, although Gao Xing didn't think how powerful this swordsmanship could be, he was still a little curious.

As a killer, Shanrou is accustomed to making decisions before taking action. She has already investigated the villa in the lake where Yuan Zong and the others are going. The pavilion in the middle of the villa is where they will meet. The pavilion is in the center of the small lake. You have to rely on a small boat to get in, so Yan Ping's purpose is to trick Yuan Zong into the pavilion and let him drink poisonous wine first. After being poisoned, the Mohist disciples lurking in the lake will kill him one by one and then obtain the Juzi Order.

The three discussed for a long time, and in the end Gao Xing directly subdued Shanrou by force and took the C position, and took a bamboo raft to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to save Yuanzong. Shanrou and Xiang Shaolong prepared horses to meet him on the shore.

Gao Xing's idea is to complete the task by himself, and let Shan Rou lie down and win. He doesn't think that hundreds of people can be ambushed around a pavilion. Since hundreds of people can't be ambushed, then it is not a problem for Gao Xing.

After being fully prepared, the three of them came to the lake and waited. It was still morning and Yuan Zong had not arrived yet. It was not until noon that Gao Xing saw Yuan Zong and another middle-aged man riding a boat under the leadership of a Mohist disciple. Going to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the middle-aged man with mustache and black complicated aristocratic costumes, presumably is Yan Ping, the leader of Zhao Mo.

After the founding of the Mohist school in this world, due to the different opinions of the founders of the various factions, it split into Zhao Mo, Wei Mo, and Qi Mo. Now there is no leader in the group, and everyone wants to be the boss. The condition for becoming a giant is Ju Ziling. Under such circumstances, it naturally became the target of the three families. If Yuan Zong went to Wei State or Qi State, he would also be calculated by the Mohist Guild, and even outsiders would join.

The Mohist disciple who led Yan Ping and Yuan Zong into the pavilion slowly rowed away after Yuan Zong entered the pavilion, leaving the two of them to discuss matters. The lake water in the distance was fluctuating. It was the disciples of the Mohist school who had already been submerged in the water waiting for orders. At this time, they were slowly approaching the pavilion.

In the pavilion, Yan Ping and Yuan Zong smiled at each other after talking for a while. Yan Ping raised his glass to toast Yuan Zong.

Gao Xing immediately stopped hesitating, and kicked the bamboo raft prepared earlier on the shore, kicked it into the lake, picked up the penny, and jumped onto the bamboo raft.

The corner of Yan Ping's mouth curled up, as long as Yuan Zong drank the wine, everything would be under his control.

Suddenly a penny flew straight towards Yuan Zong from afar, overturning the wine bottle in Yuan Zong's hand, and then the penny landed on the case. Immediately, I was shocked to see the bubbles coming out of the wine spilled on the mahogany table. There is no way that the technology of refining poison in ancient times was not exquisite enough, and it is normal for some chemicals to remain.

Yuan Zong immediately said angrily: "Did you poison the wine?"

Seeing that the matter was revealed, Yan Ping drew his sword and slashed at Yuan Zongdao: "Hand over the Juzi order."

Seeing Yan Ping slashing with his sword, Yuan Zong pulled out the wooden sword hidden in the cloth and went to resist without attack. Yan Ping slashed out with the sword, and gave orders to the disciples of the Mohists in the lake. Immediately jumped out of the lake with dozens of bodies The Mohist disciples in black all attacked Yuan Zong, two fists were no match for four hands, not to mention that Yan Ping's swordsmanship was not weak at all, Yuan Zong added a few wounds to his body within a short time after the battle.

Gao Xing's bamboo raft was moving very fast. At this time, he was still about ten meters away from the small pavilion. With his legs, he stepped on the bamboo raft and sank down. Then he jumped up and jumped onto the small pavilion.

Xiang Shaolong, who was watching the play on the bank, was shocked and said, "No way, did you hang on to Wia?"

After arriving at the pavilion, Gao Xing pulled out the long sword from his waist and knocked away all the Mohist disciples who were approaching him. These Mohist disciples were not his enemies at all. He didn't want to kill anyone unless necessary. He would kill to stop killing. It's meaningless. He has no interest in fighting for power. The purpose of coming here is simple, to save people and to see the old grandfather's Mohist swordsmanship.

Seeing Gao Xing's arrival, Yuan Zong immediately swung his sword away from the Mohist disciple who was blocking him and approached Gao Xing, "Thank you for this young hero's coming to help, I am really grateful."

Gao Xing slapped a Mohist disciple who was a little closer into the lake with his sword, and replied, "It's just a matter of raising your hands."

"Boy, stop meddling in other people's business and get out of the way if you know what's going on." Yan Ping threatened Gao Xing when he saw that Gao Xing's martial arts skills were a bit difficult to deal with.

"Man, I saved it. I have to fight. Speed." Gao Xing said slowly.

Yan Ping was furious immediately, and ordered to the remaining seven or eight Mohist disciples: "Go!"

The eight Mohist disciples didn't dare to disobey Yan Ping's order, and all rushed forward with swords. Gao Xing's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he quickly slapped out the iron sword in his hand. In just an instant, Gao Xing swept all the people who came up into the lake, and Gao Xing also knocked the remaining few out of the lake with his fists and kicks.

Gao Xing had no intention of attacking Yan Ping again. He picked up the penny and pulled the bamboo raft close to him. Then he called Yuan Zong to get on the bamboo raft. Don't dare to make a move.

"Young man is really skilled in martial arts, what school do you study under?" Yuan Zong asked Gao Xing with admiration.

Gao Xing casually said: "The teacher is a villager, so it's not worth mentioning."

Yuan Zong only thought that Gao Xing was modest and didn't want to talk, so he immediately dismissed the idea of ​​continuing to ask, and solemnly thanked Gao Xing.

After arriving at the shore, Shan Rou came with the horses. She did not see the scene of Gao Xing fighting with the disciples of the Mohist school, only when Gao Xing successfully rescued Yuan Zong under Xiang Shaolong's support, and then the four of them The horse left here.

After about a stick of incense, the four of them, led by Shanrou, came to an abandoned mud house in the countryside. There are mountains and sea nearby, and there are more than a dozen villagers living here. It can be said that the environment is very good. , and most importantly, covert.

After treating Yuan Zong's wound, he was worried that his own affairs would affect Gao Xing and the others, so he declined and said: "This old man is only a few skin traumas, so there is no need to rest here."

Gao Xing shook his head and said, "Mr., you are still injured, and you haven't escaped from their pursuit here. Why don't you wait until your injury is healed? Before that, you can rest here."

"But, I'm so sorry to cause you trouble." Although Yuan Zong said so, he sat down honestly.

Shanrou watched people's words and made plans in her mind, how to trick Yuan Zong into teaching Xiang Shaolong his sword skills, so she took Xiang Shaolong to the villagers to buy food, intending to benevolent to Yuan Zong. No matter how much he thought, Yuan Zong, an extremely decent person, would not be stingy as long as he made a request.

After Xiang Shaolong and Shanrou left, Yuan Zong always felt a little uneasy, so he picked up stones from the side, arranged them in gossip and started counting with his fingers. After a full quarter of an hour, Yuan Zong frowned and looked at the hexagrams, "Big evil, If you are lucky in the northwest, you can meet noble people and turn bad luck into good luck."

Yuan Zong sighed, Northwest?It is difficult to walk now, how can I go to the northwest to find noble people. Yuan Zong is turning his head to face the northwest direction, and there, Gao Xing is sitting cross-legged and exhaling, Yuan Zong suddenly seems to understand something, how high his martial arts are. He himself knew very well that although he didn't want to brag, his martial arts were definitely at the top of the world, a figure with a ceiling, but his martial arts were not half as high as Gao Xing's, which already explained the problem.

Only such a person can be called the nobleman of his Yuanzong and can relieve his death.

Gao Xing is working hard to try all the cultivation methods he has used before, and finally confirmed that in this world, only those elementary internal breathing techniques can have some effect, and the slightly more advanced ones almost require the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Judging from the degree of aura that seems to exist in this world, it takes at least years to take the first step, which is relatively fast.

Fortunately, one's own attributes are still there. Before the cultivation of internal strength is less than innate, it is just turning the essence of food into internal strength, and does not rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As long as you eat more food, you can achieve something in three to five months later, not to mention more , at least being able to use lightness skills is beyond the reach of these people.

At this moment, Shanrou and Xiang Shaolong came in from outside the house with food, Shanrou said loudly: "Senior, Mr. Gao, you guys are lucky."

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(End of this chapter)