I just want to be a quiet man

Chapter 177: I don't know people.

Wu Xun'an just casually glanced at the other party, but didn't take it to heart.

The visitor did not seek medical advice from his disciple, but stood quietly in the courtyard without any movement.

Wu Xun'an noticed that he felt a little strange, but when he thought about it, all the creatures in the city were his own sacrifices anyway, so he didn't bother to ask.

The man in the black robe stood for a long time, a mortal who had been saved by Wu Xun'an walked in, glanced at him, suddenly stepped forward, tearfully stuffed money and poultry into his hands, and thanked him repeatedly.

The man in the black robe accepted it with peace of mind, as if it was what he deserved.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xun'an frowned, although he said that he didn't care about the goods in the world, but this is his medical house after all!

Moreover, the mortal has already recovered, and he must be the one who should thank him for coming here with big bags and small bags. The man in the black robe accepted the gratitude and thanks from the mortal without his consent, which is simply making trouble on purpose!

Thinking of this, Wu Xun'an immediately walked down the rockery, and after unlocking the invisibility formula, he hurried to the vestibule, and saw that the man in the black robe was still in the courtyard, and was about to step forward to scold him in public, but just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly forgot What... He frowned, and felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be nothing wrong...

So, Wu Xun'an continued to stand by, watching the people coming and going.

At this time, another group of people came in with various gifts and went straight to the man in the black robe: "Yaoer, hurry up, kowtow quickly..."

Wu Xun'an was furious when he heard the words!

But soon, he was the same as before, inexplicably regaining his composure, as if nothing had happened.

Next, there were more and more people thanking the man in the black robe, asking for medicine, and asking for medical treatment... More and more, even at the end, even a few disciples of Wu Xun'an also came over, respectfully greeted him, and asked for advice on difficult and miscellaneous diseases .

In the end, everyone ignored Wu Xun'an and surrounded the man in the black robe...

Wu Xun'an wanted to get up several times to stop him, but each time, as soon as the thought came up, he forgot what he was going to do.

He finally stood where he was, watching all this like an insignificant character who had nothing to do with himself.

At this time, a mortal said to the man in black robe: "Wu Shengshou, can you take a look at this arm for me..."

The man in Xuanpao nodded: "Take this elixir and dissolve it in a jar of water, just drink a scoop a day."

Seeing this scene, Wu Xun'an was shocked.

Obviously he is Wu Shengshou, but now, why do everyone regard this young man in black robe who has no similarity with himself as him? !

What exactly is going on?

Wu Xun'an suddenly shuddered!

Something is wrong!

Something is wrong with this man in the black robe!

The whole medical hut is not right!

Although Wu Xun'an couldn't recall the memory just now, but somehow, he felt a chill rising from his spine.

Even though the scorching sun was in the sky, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

A strong sense of fear seized his mind in an instant.

escape!

run away now! !

I can't stay in this medical hut any longer!

Thinking of this, Wu Xun'an walked out quickly without any hesitation.

As soon as he left the medical hut, he saw an old man in a brocade robe and jade belt, surrounded by several servants, walking towards the medical hut quickly.

This is the old head of a big family in the city. He almost passed away from a serious illness the year before last, and the mortal medicine stone was ineffective. It was thanks to him that he rescued him by means of a monk.Since then, he has become his loyal supporter. It can be said that he is obedient and obedient.

In the past, every time he saw Wu Xun'an, he would get off the car and get off the horse ahead of time, asking about his health, and being extremely attentive.

But now, the other party just glanced at him casually, and then regarded him as a stranger. The two passed each other, and the other party walked directly into the medical room.

Wu Xun'an broke out in a cold sweat, and the whole area around the medical hut was not right!

He must go to a crowded place immediately!

So, he immediately went to the busiest area in the city.

Along the way, the mortals who used to respect him all ignored him one after another.

"I have a headache today, and I don't know if it was blown by the wind last night..." On the street, two female family members who came out to buy needlework covered their mouths with fans and whispered, "I ate meatballs, but it didn't feel better."

"It's better to go to Wu Shengshou as soon as possible..." The female companion suggested, "Don't wait too long to get chronic illness."

"That's right, girl, don't mess around with the meatballs sold by quack doctors, go directly to Wu Shengshou, it's definitely right."

Several mortals stood not far from Wu Xun'an, discussing grandly about going to the medical hut for consultation with him, but they turned a blind eye to Wu Xun'an in person, as if he was just an insignificant passerby.

There were fine beads of sweat on Wu Xun'an's forehead, and no one knew him anymore! !

He was getting more and more panicked, he was a monk of alchemy, but he had never seen such a strange situation before!

correct!

He is in this city with his wife and children!

Wife and kids must know him!

Thinking of this, Wu Xun'an immediately turned his head and went home. His home was not in the same place as the medical house, but a separate courtyard.

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard is ajar, and the wife is teaching literacy in the courtyard with the child in her arms.

Wu Xun'an pushed the door open and entered, calling his wife and child's baby names: "Lingniang, be good!"

The woman and the child noticed the movement, and immediately looked up at him. Both of them were smiling, obviously recognizing his identity.But before Wu Xun'an could breathe a sigh of relief, the black-robed man in the medical room suddenly appeared beside him!

The mother and son in the yard were startled for a moment, and immediately went up to the man: "Husband, you are back..."

"Daddy, play with me...play with me..."

The woman took the man's arm very naturally, and the child playfully twisted and twisted around the man's thigh...

Wu Xun'an's pupils suddenly dilated, terrified, but in front of him, his wife recognized him as her husband, and his child recognized him as his father, but he didn't dare to say anything, let alone jump out to expose the other party.

The wives are just randomly married to cover their identities, and the children are only born for the overall situation.

When his wife and children die, he can be reborn again, but his life is only once!

"Cold Dark Sword Sect!"

"Yes! There are still disciples of the Cold Dark Sword Sect in the city!"

"Go find them! They are disciples of the Nine Great Sects, and there must be a solution!"

Thinking of this, Wu Xun'an immediately turned his head and walked out of the small courtyard, quickly walking towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Seeing him leave directly, completely ignoring his wife and children, the man in the black robe shook his head slightly, then let go of his hands, and said to the mother and son, "I'm going on a long trip, and I won't be back for a long time."

As he said that, the man took out a large bag of gold and jewelry, as well as a lot of poultry and rice noodles. Some of these things were gifts from patients in the medical hut, and more were his own property.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the man in the black robe disappeared...

Chapter 178: New identity.

City Lord's Mansion.

guest house.

The house specially prepared for entertaining sword cultivators was bare and empty, except for a few futons.

Three tall and straight monks with sword intent were sitting cross-legged on futons, talking to each other.

If you look carefully, you will find that there is an inconspicuous mark on the scabbard of the long sword they carry, which looks like a hell, with smoke and clouds lingering, exuding a little obscure atmosphere.

This is the symbol of Du Eyuan.

They are not ordinary disciples of the Han An Sword Sect, but Du E Yuan's current prison sons, and their cultivation bases are all in Yuan Ying.

Little Meng City is remote, and casual cultivators are very rare. The city lord here is only building a foundation, and he is injured and has no hope of promotion. There is a huge gap in age with them.Naturally, they came here not to visit their fellow disciples, but to investigate the matter of Wu Xun'an.

Wu Xun'an acted covertly, but in the territory of Han An Jianzong, he couldn't hide it from Jianzong's eyes and ears after all.

However, none of the three have had enough evidence so far.

With Wu Xun'an's prestige in Xiaomeng City, arresting people rashly may cause public outrage.

Han'an Sword Sect is a well-known and upright sect, and has its own rules and regulations in its actions, but it is not easy to do things that bully others with force.

At this moment, they were discussing this matter, a white-robed sword cultivator said in a deep voice: "...This person should be practicing some kind of magic art, and the whole city has been collected medicine by him for many years. , and secretly set up a formation."

"The formation has not been activated yet, and the effect is still uncertain. It should be that the key formation heart is missing."

Another Huafu swordsman pondered: "According to past experience, practicing magic arts, arranging such a large formation, and leaving medicines in the bodies of the people in the city, most of them are blood sacrifices to the whole city."

The sword cultivator in the middle wore a ginger red robe, with a stern expression, and said in a cold voice: "Blood sacrifices to the whole city deserve death!"

"If it's just a small evil, it's fine to go to Du'e Yuan and repent."

"Such a serious crime will never be forgiven lightly!"

At this moment, the door of the quiet room was knocked suddenly.

Accompanied by the knock on the door, there was an urgent cry for help: "Three masters of the Sword Sect, please help!"

The faces of the three sword repairmen froze, and the sword repairer in the ginger red robe flicked his fingers, and the door opened immediately, and Wu Xun'an, who looked anxious, stepped in immediately.

He looked at the three sword cultivators who were bursting with sword intent and strong aura, and his expression was happy. The three disciples of Jianzong are all here, and he is saved! !

However, the next moment, the figure in the black robe appeared beside him again.

Wu Xun'an panted sharply, pointed at the figure with a frenzied expression and shouted: "Three masters of the Sword Sect, he..."

He was both surprised and happy at the moment, what was surprising was that this black-robed figure took over his identity and bewitched his wife and children, yet he dared to chase him here!The happy thing is that the three disciples of the Hanyan Sword Sect are all here, and if the other party dares to come, it is simply asking for death!

However, before he finished speaking, he saw the gazes of the three Hanyan Sword Sect disciples, and without any hesitation, turned away from him, turned to the figure in the black robe, and asked calmly, "Fellow Daoist Wu, what's the matter?"

Wu Xun'an froze instantly, his pupils dilated, and his expression was terrified, as if he was dragged into the cold deep sea by an invisible force, almost completely frozen.

Pei Ling said lightly: "It's nothing, I just want to invite the three of you to sit in my medical hut."

The three sword repairmen glanced at each other, then nodded slightly: "Yes."

Looking at this scene, Wu Xun'an was terrified in his heart, how could it be?how come? ?

Even the monks of the Han and Dark Sword Sect regarded that person as him? ?

The Cold Dark Sword Sect is one of the nine strongest sects in the world!

Moreover, Jianxiu's mind is pure, he pays attention to one sword to break all dharmas, his Taoism is as firm as a rock, and he is unshakable, why can't he recognize him? ?

He is the master of the medical hut, he is...

and many more!

I... who is it?

A look of confusion flashed across Wu Xun'an's face, and his whole body suddenly froze. The next moment, the smoke disappeared and nothing remained...

At this time, the three sword cultivators stood up and followed Pei Ling away. From the beginning to the end, no one seemed to notice that the real Wu Xun'an...

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half a month later.

Crossing the abyss.

In the barren canyon, the exposed rock formations are intertwined with dark red, blue and black. The wind blowing from all directions, accompanied by the sound of howling ghosts and wolves, is bitingly cold, and there is a strange coldness that penetrates the heavy clothes and penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

The line of sight is dim, the blood moon hangs high above the head, sprinkled with light crimson brilliance, illuminating the shadowy silhouette, gloomy, depressing, and cold.

A prisoner with a ferocious expression and ragged clothes was dragged to a row of dark iron frames. The two "Jie-level" ignored the prisoner's insults and provocations, and quickly tied him to the frame. After confirming that he could not break free, they left walk away.

Not long after, two monks in blue-striped robes with a white background walked into the canyon.

Their robes were neat and tidy, and they were full of energy, out of tune with the surroundings. When they walked, their steps were light, and a special spiritual whip was wrapped around their waists.

These two monks are a man and a woman. The male cultivator has a square face and a tall stature. His brows are not angry and majestic, and his whole body is fierce.

The female cultivator, on the other hand, looked quite delicate, with fair and tender skin, slender eyebrows, and a light body. She was wearing a double-snail bun and white flowers on her hairpin, as if she was wearing a filial piety for someone.

There is a strong gloomy color between her brows, and she looks like she is full of peonies and magnolias.

A pair of pupils were especially outstanding, radiant and radiant, the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, and there was a bit of coolness in the charm.