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, Tong Xin didn't know, but sincerity was Liu Bowen's title, Tong Xin knew it.

Tong Xin thought to himself, could it be that this posthumous note of Uncle Chengyi is the Dragon Vein Scroll that his mother mentioned?But it's not Tong Xin who can't be sure, but Tong Xin is clear about Zhu Li's intention to incite all the sects to point at Tong Yi.

"It's too much for the court to be so indiscriminate."

"Looking at the atrocities committed by Zhu Di and the famous scholar Fang Xiaoru's ten clans, you can see that Zhu Di is more ferocious than his father."

"Yes, a tyrant tyranny."

……

People from all walks of life were once again excited.

Mr. Miaoyin raised his hand when he saw the time came, and everyone's discussion slowly stopped.

"I have a guess. I don't know whether I should say it or not." Mr. Miaoyin pretended to be hesitant to speak.

"Sir, it's okay to talk." Everyone persuaded.

Mr. Miaoyin pondered for a moment, "I thought that there was some martial art knowledge recorded in Uncle Chengyi's suicide note. It was just a rumor made by someone, intending to let us kill each other to snatch the suicide note, and someone will reap the benefits later."

"Wu Lin fights each other, who benefits?" Someone asked.

"Of course it's the imperial court. Zhu Di has long wanted to ban martial arts." I don't know who answered this sentence, and everyone nodded in unison.

Mr. Miaoyin took out a scroll, "Recently, you should have received such a scroll, I heard that it is the suicide note of Uncle Chengyi." After speaking, he threw the scroll on the ground frankly.

Seeing this, many people also took out the scrolls for comparison, and they looked exactly the same from the appearance, so they threw them on the ground one after another.

The other person who followed Zhu Li and remained silent all this time carefully and carefully looked at the scrolls and three scraps of paper that were thrown all over the floor, trying to find out the difference.

toilet paper?Where did the straw paper come from?

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes locked on the three abrupt pieces of straw paper.

"Who lost it?" Someone yelled.

At this time, Tong Xin said to the little Huo Shi: "Don't mess around, even if I wish the owner three urgent times, he won't need your toilet paper. What? What are you talking about, I can't hear you in such a low voice." Tong Xin Put your ear close to Mr. Huo Shi, "You said that the toilet paper was used to wipe Zhu Zhu's face, and his sweat almost stained his makeup. But the toilet paper is so rough that it makes hemorrhoids attack even if you wipe your butt. How can you wipe your face?"

Zhu Li covered his face with his hands guiltily.

Zhu Li's move was undoubtedly trying to cover up, but it attracted a lot of people's attention.

"What did you say?" Tong Xin came again, "You said Zhuzhuang Zhuang wears a mask all year round because of his harelip, buck teeth, and pig's kidney face. How can you say that, it's too rude."

Even if the fire-style young master can speak, "..."

Tong Xin continued, "Even though Zhu Zhuangzhu's lips are worth two to others, you can't say that."

Zhu Cun: "..."

"My son," Mr. Miaoyin walked over slowly, "I wish the owner is tolerant, and you can't make troubles for no reason again and again. The reason why the owner wears a mask all the year round is because he used to do it when he was young. One mistake forced my elder brother to become a monk, and from then on, the owner of the village swore that if Zhujiazhuang was not revitalized, he would have no face to show others."

"That's right, everyone in the martial arts world knows this." Someone echoed.

"Then Zhuangzhu knows," Duan Junheng appeared out of nowhere, "What is the monastic brother's dharma name?"

Many people here don't know.

Zhu Li had an expression on his face that of course I knew, "Dharma name, Ben Ming."

"Amitabha." A Buddha's chant sounded, and someone noticed that Zhu Li's face suddenly changed.

Tong Xin saw that the old woman who had fought against the old monk in the woods entered the hall first, followed by the old monk.

On the ground outside the door lay a bunch of bound Zhu family servants.

The old woman pointed at Zhu Li angrily, "This man is not my husband, the three of them are in a group, pretending to be my husband in order to instigate everyone to be an enemy of the court."

All the martial arts people present were astonished, and Fang wanted to see the fake Zhu Li again, when the smoke bomb exploded.

The thick smoke is very irritating to the eyes, making people unable to close their eyes.

When the smoke dissipated, there was no sign of the three of them, even the little fire-style young master disappeared.

Duan Junheng's heart tightened inexplicably, but fortunately a touch of red caught his eyes in time, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Duan Junheng walked towards Tong Xin who was still sitting, and saw his eyes were wide open, tears streaming down his face, "What are you doing with such big eyes? Isn't it sour?"

Tong Xin still didn't blink, and told Duan Junheng with certainty, "Sour."

"Then close your eyes."

Tong Xin's face was filled with a large bowl of beef, "Isn't this too close?"

Only then did Duan Junheng realize that Tong Xin's acupoints had been sealed, no wonder he was so quiet.

As soon as the acupoints were untied, Tong Xin hugged his eyes and yelled, "I'm blind, I'm blind, I'm going blind..."

Duan Junheng reached out and massaged the acupuncture points around his eyes to relieve the pain.

With two red eyes, Tong Xin giggled, "Senior brother is so kind to me, I want to repay my brother with my body."

Duan Junheng changed his finger to a poke, and Tong Xin clasped his eyes again and yelled.

Back then, the former owner of Zhujiazhuang had two sons, the eldest son was Benming, an old traveling monk, and the second son, Zhu Li, was the old owner of the village.

After the death of the old owner Zhu, Benming inherited the family business, but Zhu Ting refused to accept and first seized Benming's fiancée, that is, the old woman, and then seized the family property, forcing his elder brother to become a monk in despair.

Although Benming traveled all over the world and had no fixed place to live, he would always go back to Zhujiazhuang every year, so that the old woman who was already his sister-in-law could not fight back and scold her, and she had the right to atone for her sins.

So Duan Junheng, who has followed Benming for many years, has met Zhu Li.

Although Mrs. Zhu has no relationship with Zhu Ting and often worships the Buddha in the nunnery, she can still feel the difference after getting along for many years after Zhu Ting was replaced.Moreover, almost all the servants in Zhuangzi were replaced with new faces.

After realizing something was wrong, Mrs. Zhu remained calm, guessing that Ben Ming should also come back, so she secretly started to deploy, waiting for Ben Ming to do it once.

After Mrs. Zhu brought Ben Ming into the village, she first rescued the seriously injured Zhu Cun, and then grabbed the faces of the people in the village one by one, until the suspicious people in the village were cleaned up, and then went into the hall to expose the fake Zhu Cun and them face to face.

The grievances and grievances of the elders make people sigh. Although Ben Ming let go, it doesn't mean that everyone can let go.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees were mottled, Ben Ming leaned sideways under the shadows of the trees, and Mrs. Zhu stood not far away with her hands clasped.

Tong Xin and Duan Junheng hid in the pavilion in the distance and watched their movements.

"You coward." Madam Zhu scolded with tears in her eyes.

"Amitabha." Benming said the Buddha's name and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Tong Xin sighed, "Master is so stupid, you should say, you little fairy."

Duan Junheng: "..."

"Ah, that's not right," Tong Xin thought for a while and then denied, "It's hypocritical to call it that way. Brother, do you think it would be more appropriate to be a little bitch?"

Duan Junheng: "..." turned and left

Seeing Duan Junheng leave, Tong Xin chased after him even more, "Brother, why are you going?"

"Take a shower and sleep."

Upon hearing this, Tong Xin's eyes lit up, and he shouted to Baoshen and Chidu who had just come from the inn: "Hurry up and prepare hot water, I want to take a bath with my brother."

Baoshen and Chidu looked at each other blankly, "Is there such a shortage of water in Zhujiazhuang? You have to squeeze a bucket between two people to take a bath."

Just as Duan Junheng was about to speak, he saw a young man stepping on the lotus leaf in the pond and flying towards him, his expression was very flustered, "Father, mother, where are you?"

This young man is about the same age as Duan Junheng, with a face like a crown of jade and handsome eyebrows. If it weren't for the dusty white clothes that made him look embarrassed, he would be a handsome young man.

As it passed by, Tong Xin was stunned, pointing at the young man who had already run away, "Bao Shen Chidu, I want to take a bath with him."

Bao Shen was embarrassed, "...Second Young Master, the bathtub can't hold three people."

Tong Xin thought for a while, "Then go to that person's place to wash first, and then go back to the brother's place to wash the water."

Bao Shen Chidu: "..." I'm afraid Mr. Duan will take you directly to the sewer.

Duan Junheng snorted coldly, grabbed the five finger holes on the stone table in the pavilion, and flew away.

Tong Xin looked at the five finger holes, swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and said tremblingly: "I want to be more manly, so I won't take a bath tonight."

Bao Shen responded with wings and belly: "You know."

"But, I want to see that the person just took a bath."

"..."

Due to the large number of people in each sect, the rooms in Zhujiazhuang are limited, so two or more people live in one room.

Tong Xin and Duan Junheng shared the same wing, which was won by Tong Xin crying, jumping and hanging himself three times.

Duan Junheng had just finished taking a shower when Tong Xincai came back with an unsatisfactory expression on his face, "It turns out that it is the owner of the Zhu family who has been traveling all the time, I wish you regret."

At this time, Duan Junheng was covered in moisture, his clothes were thin, and he was not wearing a black gauze hat, revealing his entire face.

This was the first time Tong Xin saw Duan Junheng who was so naked, and he couldn't even blink his eyes immediately.

But Duan Junheng didn't even look at Tong Xin, he walked to one of the two beds in the room, lay down and fell asleep.

Abalone and wing belly sent the second wave of hot water.

Tong Xin tugged at his belt a little shyly, and walked to Duan Junheng's bedside without making a sound.

"What do you want to do?" Duan Junheng said.

Tong Xin twisted his expensive jade belt, "Senior brother is here, I am embarrassed to take off my clothes."

Duan Junheng sat up, "So you want to take off outside the yard?"

Tong Xin: "..."

Originally, Tong Xin wanted to say that we would take off together, so he wouldn't be shy. He didn't want to be blocked by Duan Junheng.

Can't go on.

Tong Xin gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and the evil was on the verge of courage. It seems that only the Bawang is strong.

So when Abalone came to add hot water, he saw Tong Xin and his clothes stuck upside down in the bathtub.

"Second young master, why are you taking a bath with your clothes on?" Bao Shen asked.

Tong Xin gulu gulu crawled out of the bucket,