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The town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

In a private room in a restaurant, Duan Feng and Li Mochou are drinking here.

Yang Guo, Cheng Ying, and Lu Wushuang wandered around the town, while Hong Lingbo went to the market to buy some daily necessities.

"It's finally back."

"For more than four years, I have never been here. When I think about the past, I feel very uncomfortable."

Li Mochou took a sip of the wine, as if thinking of something, her eyes rolled, as if there were tears.

Duan Feng shook his head and said: "It's getting late today, and it won't be too late for us to go to the ancient tomb tomorrow. We spent more than half a month on the road, hey!"

"I don't know if my junior sister has grown up now, or if she has forgotten me as a senior sister."

"I'm sure I won't forget it, but your ancient tomb gate seems to be a little too cold. I still remember the last glimpse, but it reminds me of that face that doesn't eat fireworks."

Duan Feng changed the topic.

Li Mochou also knew that Duan Feng didn't like her sentimentality.

But she is a woman.

And how can we not be so close to home?

"Look over there, isn't that the little Taoist priest from the Quanzhen sect that I beat off last time!"

Duan Feng glanced down, and found that Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing were talking about something.

"Quanzhen Sect, heh!"

"Duan Lang, you don't like their behavior either."

"It's natural. Those Taoist priests pretended to be vain and thought they were smart. After Wang Chongyang's death, they were not as good as one generation after another."

Li Mochou smiled.

Duan Feng glanced at her suspiciously, then turned around and said, "Listen to what these two guys are talking about first, but I guess it has something to do with your ancient tomb."

"I didn't expect that Duan Lang's intelligence network spread all over the world, and I was amazed by Yangzhou and his party."

In the past four years in Jiaxing, he did not stay in vain.

Borrowing the operation mode of the Wuliang Chamber of Commerce, he recruited some of the most famous people in the Jianghu, and used the life and death talisman to control most of the villains, becoming his eyes.

Today, chambers of commerce are spread all over Dali, Southern Song Dynasty, Tubo, Xixia and Mongolia, forming their own intelligence network.

This is why, in his Linhu Villa, there are often some quacks.

Those are actually people controlled by Duan Feng.

"What's the matter, first listen to what these two Taoist priests are talking about."

Duan Feng gave her a silent look.

Li Mochou understood.

The two of them practiced their skills and listened attentively.

In the private room next door, Zhao Zhijing vomited bitterness, while Zhen Zhibing was persuaded to drink all the time.

After some trivial matters, Zhao Zhijing said with a smile: "Junior brother, although you like the little dragon girl in the ancient tomb, don't forget that there has never been much communication between our two factions. Master and they will definitely not allow you to do this. It is better to let senior brother I will help you."

When he was drunk, Zhen Zhibing was a little dazed, but after hearing what Zhao Zhijing said, he lost his vigilance.

"I can't forget that figure. It's always hovering in my mind. Sometimes I always think of Miss Long, but I have never had the opportunity to get close to her in recent years."

"Hey, junior brother, don't blame senior brother for mocking you. The taste of this secret love is indeed unpleasant. It would be easier to cook raw rice, seize his body, and then win his heart. Your main trouble is still that old woman, why not?" Let Senior Brother let me find a chance to lure her away, you are doing this, I promise you can..."

"It's absurd, brother, you have such a bad idea. How can I act like this, a dignified Quanzhen sect disciple? This will not only embarrass the master, but also embarrass our Quanzhen sect. I, Zhen Zhibing, will definitely not do such a thing .”

"If you don't know how to praise, that's up to you."

A stern look appeared on Zhao Zhijing's face.

Zhen Zhibing wanted to stagger out of the restaurant, but was knocked unconscious by Zhao Zhijing's palm. After paying the bill, he pretended to be drunk and blamed Zhen Zhibing, but he was not suspected by the shopkeeper and the staff.

And don't forget that this jurisdiction is owned by the Quanzhen sect.

How could others easily offend Taoist priests.

"It turns out that these two stinky Taoist priests actually wanted to do this kind of thing to my junior sister. Fortunately, we are here today. Otherwise, if he really let him, the reputation of my ancient tomb would be wiped out. Although my junior sister doesn't understand the world, But Bingqing Yujie was injured, wouldn't it be..."

"Duan Lang, we have to help her, otherwise we will kill these two stinky Taoist priests!"

Li Mochou showed anxiety on her face.

"I know, you go to the town to find Yang Guo and the others first, and I will follow them to see what he will do! Let's divide into two groups and meet at the ancient tomb!"

Chapter 117

That's why Duan Feng didn't like the Quanzhen sect.

He was very clear.

Back then, Qiu Chuji introduced Mongolia into the Central Plains in order to eliminate the Jin Kingdom, and this move was nothing more than leading wolves into the house.

The disciples taught by Quanzhen are also good and bad.

Unfilial disciples like Zhen Zhibing and Zhao Zhijing are also Vanity Fair.

Anyway.

Catch the thief to get the stolen goods, catch the traitor to get the double.

This is nothing more than a dispute between Quanzhen religion and ancient tombs.

Li Mochou hurried to the town to find Yang Guo and the other four.

Duan Feng quietly followed Zhao Zhijing.

Go all the way towards the ancient tomb, avoid the guards of Quanzhen Sect, and enter the mountain from a newly opened path.

"Hey, Junior Brother, don't blame me, I will help you fulfill your wish."

"Apprentices, come out, is the disciple from the ancient tomb going out to buy food today?"

"Master, don't worry, the disciples saw the old woman surnamed Sun leave in the ancient tomb, and she will not return until tomorrow morning at least."