nashuaworldcup Chapter 113
Chapter 113
Master Di Ling looked at Changzhou, who had a serious look in his eyes but was not panicked at all, snorted coldly, and then changed the subject.
"Who among you killed our disciple Li Mingcheng? What did he do to you?"
Under pressure from Master Di Ling, Wan Heng quickly told him everything he knew.
It turns out that Li Mingcheng has always liked Yingying, who is young, beautiful and gentle.
But Luo Hua was ruthless. After Li Mingcheng's repeated pursuit, Yingying still chose Langhuan, who was also an inner disciple.
He was furious and after getting drunk all night, he was ready to go find Yingying to get things done, but unexpectedly he saw two people sneaking around outside Yingying's door.
After sobering up a bit, he eavesdropped for a while and finally recognized the two men.
He also understood what they had done to Yingying, but he didn't feel distressed or angry at first.
It's a feeling of relief and joy.
Goldman Sachs was originally an ordinary person, and his advancement was entirely due to the support of his relative Wan Heng, who used backdoor connections!
Since they had been caught by him in today's incident, Li Mingcheng was thinking of using it as a bargaining chip to gain benefits.
As for Yingying...
If I don't choose myself, and my body is dirty by two people, then Langhuan will get it.
As he expected, just by letting out a little bit of information, the two of them dared not take him lightly. He could easily get medicine from Wan Heng and the others that could enhance his cultivation and relieve his lung disease by just opening his mouth.
However, he gradually began to feel dissatisfied with the process of seeking medicine every day, because Yingying unknowingly showed signs of pregnancy. They were afraid that the truth would be exposed, so before Yingying went out to gain experience, they gave her a final dose of strong medicine, causing her and the fetus to die during the training.
Yingying's matter gave Li Mingcheng another reason to threaten them. He began to ask for a huge amount of money and wanted to take over the pharmaceutical field managed by Goldman Sachs.
In a rage, Gao Sheng, under Wan Heng's instruction, tampered with Li Mingcheng's medicine, preparing to slowly poison him to death, using the excuse of lung disease to make his death go unnoticed.
Want to take his medicinal field?
Even if he is given it, Li Mingcheng will have to see if he can survive to get it.
That was all, they didn't hang him.
After saying this, Goldman Sachs and Wan Heng never spoke again. They hoped that their hard work over the years could save their lives.
However, they overestimated their own weight and underestimated the ruthlessness of Emperor Lingshi.
The two had their golden elixirs crushed on the spot by Master Di Ling, who sent Bi Ruyue to send them to the Ministry of Religion and Law.
Just like they found excuses to send the male and female disciples who were unaware of being bullied or discovered something to the Ministry of Justice for torture, and then drove them out of Qingyun.
Poor disciples, their years of hard work were ruined by these two beasts, especially Yingying, who even lost her life.
When Lin Ruojin was personally escorted out of the hall by Master Di Ling, she was a little flattered. It felt strange that such a powerful person would personally escort her.
Especially that cold look, as if sealing someone's mouth.
Looking back at Changzhou who had been standing there, Lin Ruojin felt very surprised.
Changzhou was obviously involved in Yingying's incident, so why didn't Master Di Ling mention it at all? Could it be that he wanted to protect him?
But she didn't say it. After returning to the room, she quickly took out the psychic mirror and contacted Hua Wensheng.
Master must be very worried about me.
Ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and soon Hua Wensheng appeared in the picture.
The old man was dressed neatly and was combing his hair with a wooden stick. His face looked extremely ugly.
"Master, are you going out?
When Hua Wensheng saw that Lin Ruojin had changed her clothes, his expression became even uglier.
"My disciple, are you okay? Just wait, I will go to Qingyun to seek justice for you!"
Hua Wensheng was too excited and bent over because of coughing. His gray beard trembled, making him look much weaker.
Lin Ruojin hurriedly reported to him that she was safe and signaled him to have a good rest.
Hua Wensheng sat at the table, looking at the woman whose face had not changed in the psychic mirror. After hesitating for a long time, he asked his doubts.
"Disciple, you've been out for so long. Have you been to the Wanyao Palace?"
Lin Ruojin's smile froze. She remembered what those two scumbags said. Not knowing whether it was true or not, she didn't dare to answer easily. She just vaguely said that she had not had time to go yet.
When Hua Wensheng heard this answer, his expression became extremely strange. His pale lips opened and closed, and finally he just nodded silently and hung up the phone without waiting for Lin Ruojin to reply.
The servant put on his clothes and prepared to take Hua Wensheng to Qingyun.
He didn't want the old man to rise to prominence in the first place, and before he entered the room he thought of many reasons to dissuade him.
But when I entered the door, I saw the stubborn Hua Wensheng silently taking off his clothes.
"Old man? Are you not going?"
Hua Wensheng nodded and took off his coat. The servant stepped forward and took it, hanging it on the rack.
Hua Wensheng sighed deeply and asked, "Xiao Xu, have you heard of Wanyao Palace?"
The servant's hands slowed down as he was straightening out the wrinkles in his clothes, and he stammered, unable to say anything.
After a long while, the servant turned around and whispered, "Old sir, I won't hide it from you. The Wanyao Palace was destroyed by the demons half a year ago."
Although he had heard about this matter a long time ago, it was still a heavy blow to him when he heard it from someone close to him.
His thin body fell heavily on the bed. His hands and feet suddenly became so weak that he couldn't even stand up and sit up. Tears welled up in his eyes and were about to fall.
The servant was startled and tried to help, but was pushed away by Hua Wensheng.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you hide it from me? Huh?"
"Old man, we don't want to hide it from you. It's just that you are old and we are afraid that you can't bear it!"
"You? You all know? Then why..."
The servant sighed and said, "You were in seclusion at that time, and we heard about the incident not long after you started. We were afraid that something might happen to you, so we wanted to keep it secret, and..."
The servant didn't know whether he should continue.
After all, the reason why the Wanyao Palace was exterminated by the demon clan is too difficult to talk about, and it is definitely what they deserved!
It’s just a pity for the old man that he is still so stupid and doesn’t know it.
Hua Wensheng laughed at himself, and the louder he laughed, the more he laughed.
It was in vain that he lived for so long, and he didn't even know that the sect and his master had suffered such a disaster, and he still lived here with a clear conscience. If it weren't for what happened recently, these guys would have kept it a secret from him until he died!
If my master and fellow disciples knew about this, they would definitely not forgive me!
As he laughed, a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The frightened servant ran out to call for help.
Hua Wensheng was the only one left in the room. He concentrated, closed his eyes, twirled his fingers, and told a fortune for himself.
It is said that one should not tell fortunes about oneself, as it will shorten the fortune-teller's life span.
But now he is nearly 70 years old, and has long been buried in the earth. He is not as long-lived as Wen Qi, the evildoer. He has lived for so long, so why should he be afraid of death?
Looking at the hexagram he had divined, Hua Wensheng was stunned for a moment.
"I never thought that an old man like me could live so long, so long!"
He talked to himself, looking at his increasingly aged hands, and recalled his life from a babbling child, to studying hard in his youth, to wandering the streets when his family fell into poverty, to being picked up by his master and brought back to Qingyun to practice diligently, and finally to going down the mountain for that person.
The mountain is more than forty years old.
Now it's time to take him back to apologize and put an end to all this!
On the other side is Tianshui Tower, inside the Huisheng Pavilion.
Wen Qi suddenly felt a sour and uncomfortable feeling in his heart. He stood up and stretched his old body, walked to the door, and opened the door of Huisheng Pavilion after a long time.
Tianshui Tower has been very busy recently, with servants like Ajiu running around the building every day.
Even Bai Yi, a servant who always holds an important position, can occasionally see his strong figure in the building.
Wen Qi leaned against the door, watching Ah Shi coming over here with a tray. He asked in a good mood:
"How many more do you want?"
Ah Shi thought for a moment and replied, "About four. Pick a few big ones. This time we're going to give them to a few big families who have important dealings with the host. They want the best fruits."
Wen Qi took the tray with the red silk cloth, nodded, turned around and walked into the room.
A moment later he came out holding a tray. From the bulging shape of the red cloth on the tray it could be seen that the fruits this time were of rare quality and size and of top quality.
"I won't bother you any more. I'll leave first."
Wen Qi nodded and continued to lean against the door of Huisheng Pavilion, admiring the busy figures.
Ah Shi walked upstairs calmly holding the mature human-faced fruit, but he did not go to deliver the things. Instead, he came to the roof of Tianshui Building with the plate.
As soon as he stepped onto the stairs with joy, someone hiding in the corner grabbed his wrist and took away the tray.