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It startled him!
"who are you?"
"Who am I? You killed my junior brother and four disciples, so who do you think I am?"
"Junior brother and disciple? You mean Hou Tonghai and the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River? I didn't kill them!"
"Still dare to argue? They went there for you, how could they possibly die at the hands of others!"
"I really didn't kill him!"
The big, clumsy guy kept trying to explain, but he was too clumsy with words.
He would just keep repeating that he didn't do it, but the bald man wouldn't listen.
The bald man sneered, "Guo Jing! First, you ruined the prince's assassination attempt on Temujin in Mongolia, and now you've killed my junior brother and disciple, Sha Tongtian. I will not forgive you no matter what!"
"I will keep you in the palace and torture you slowly, making you wish you were dead! To vent the hatred in my heart!"
After saying that, Sha Tongtian ordered his servants to drag Guo Jing away!
"Old Sha, that silly kid doesn't seem to be lying."
The person standing next to Sha Tongtian and speaking was his good friend, Peng Lianhu, also known as the "Thousand-Handed Butcher," one of the five top masters under Wanyan Honglie.
Peng Lianhu said, "Hou Tonghai and the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River are not bad in martial arts. Even if they can't beat this kid, they would never be killed by him."
“I have examined all the wounds. The four Yellow River Demons were all killed by a single stab to the throat, while Hou Tonghai was pierced through the chest by a steel knife and pinned to the wall. He was also killed by a single move, with no other external injuries.”
"Even you and I would probably find it difficult to do that, wouldn't we?"
Peng Lianhu's words startled Sha Tongtian!
He has always had a volatile temper, and when he's in a fit of rage, he doesn't think things through. But after listening to Peng Lianhu's analysis, he realized the seriousness of the situation.
Leaving aside his apprentice, his junior brother Hou Tonghai, while not exceptionally skilled in martial arts, could always hold his own against him for a few moves and wasn't entirely without a chance to fight back...
"Could it really have been someone else who did it?"
Sha Tongtian was filled with doubt, wondering when he had offended such a master.
Peng Lianhu said earnestly, "Let's not touch that kid for now. If he's in contact with the murderer, as long as he's with us, the murderer will show up sooner or later."
"Once we get into the Prince's mansion, we can ask Master Lingzhi and the others for help. We'll definitely be able to take them down!"
The more Sha Tongtian listened, the more he felt that Peng Lianhu made sense, and he nodded repeatedly.
Imprisoned in the dungeon of the Prince's mansion, Guo Jing felt increasingly wronged, as he truly had not committed the murder.
But there was no one else there besides him.
Suddenly, a figure flashed through Guo Jing's mind.
That scholar in a long gown, who seemed utterly powerless!
"Although I accidentally dragged you into this, you took my money, took off my coat, and even framed me!"
"You bad guy, don't let me find you!"
Guo Jing, who couldn't even swear, immediately burst into tears of grievance.
After surviving a near-death experience, Chu Yang's life didn't change much. He continued to teach during the day and listen to storytelling in the evening.
In the past, Chu Yang would only occasionally go to the restaurant to listen to storytelling.
But ever since Xiao Huang suddenly disappeared, he started going to the restaurant more often.
Chu Yang would habitually order a table full of food and wait from dusk until dark.
He was thinking, what if one day while we're eating, some brat suddenly pops out from the corner...
But Xiao Huang was nowhere to be seen for several days.
He simply vanished into thin air, as if he had never existed in this city.
"That brat always has such a foul mouth and acts so rudely. Could he have offended someone and gotten beaten to death and thrown into a ditch?"
Chu Yang thought about it more and more and it seemed very likely. Xiao Huang was always very disrespectful when he joked with him.
He interacts with others using a modern mindset and doesn't see anything wrong with it, but others, especially those with status and position, certainly wouldn't accept it.
If one were to offend a high-ranking official, the consequences would be predictable.
In ancient times, when human life was cheap, no one would care if hundreds of beggars like Xiao Huang died, let alone one.
"Even if I report it to the authorities, they might not care whether a little beggar lives or dies. I have to find him myself."
Having been in this world for so long, Chu Yang can't find anyone else around him who can be called a friend besides Xiao Huang, so he can't stand idly by.
The values of modern people and ancient people are vastly different. For Chu Yang, finding someone he can get along with is harder than winning the lottery.
If Xiao Huang really kicks the bucket, Chu Yang will have to return to the predicament of having no one to talk to for a long time to come.
Re-entering a spiritual wasteland is a terrifying thing.
After a quick dinner, Chu Yang went to the Land God Temple in the east of the city again. Although Xiao Huang wasn't there, most of the beggars in the city had gathered there.
When it comes to finding people, the Beggars' Sect disciples are second to none; no other force dares to claim the top spot.
As soon as Chu Yang entered the temple, he was hit by a stench that nearly made him vomit his dinner.
"Mr. Chu."
The beggars in the temple all lit up when they saw Chu Yang.
They swarmed out immediately and soon surrounded Chu Yang.
The beggars at the local temple were very familiar with Chu Yang because this "Mr. Chu" often gave them food and was considered one of the most benevolent people in their hearts.
Chu Yang didn't disappoint them. He bought a lot of delicious food along the way, since he was asking people to do something, and it would be a bit embarrassing to come empty-handed.
After tossing roast chicken, steamed buns, and a bunch of fancy food to the beggars, Chu Yang began to explain his purpose.
Upon hearing that Chu Yang was looking for someone, the beggars displayed the imposing manner of Beggar Clan disciples, shedding their usual carefree and lazy demeanor and becoming extremely serious.
"Mr. Chu, rest assured, as long as the person you are looking for is still within the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty, we will find him even if we have to dig three feet into the ground."
The person in charge of the local temple was a disciple with six bags of followers named Dayong. He made a solemn promise, pounding his chest loudly.
"Then I'll leave it to you all."
Chu Yang cupped his hands in greeting to the beggars in the temple, behaving very politely. As a well-known teacher in the surrounding area, he was giving these Beggar Clan disciples plenty of face.
Dayong grinned from ear to ear. With his vanity satisfied, he became extra attentive to the matter.
Before Chu Yang even left, Da Yong began instructing his Beggars' Sect disciples to go out and search for people.
The beggars scattered in all directions, and the local temple immediately became deserted.
Finding someone is not something that can be accomplished in a short time. Seeing this, Chu Yang did not linger and left the land temple before it got dark.
Three days later, in the early morning, when Chu Yang was having his morning class, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the courtyard.
Chu Yang opened the door and saw that the person who came in was Da Yong.
However, Da Yong was not as confident as before. He said in a low voice with a solemn expression, "Mr. Chu, we have found the person, but... the situation is not optimistic."
Chu Yang frowned and asked, "Brother Dayong, what do you mean?"
Da Yong took a deep breath and explained, "The brothers in the gang, based on the clues you provided, have found your friend's whereabouts. It seems he has been taken hostage by a young expert."
"Originally, those brothers planned to help you rescue him, but that young man's martial arts skills were extraordinary, and the brothers were no match for him at all; they were all injured..."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, we are not capable enough to help you."
Chu Yang didn't say much, but turned around and went into the house, took out a money bag, and stuffed it directly into Da Yong's arms.
Da Yong opened the bag and was shocked to see the large sum of money inside. He quickly handed the bag back, saying, "No, Mr. Chu, I'm already ashamed enough for not being able to save your friend. How can I take so much money?!"
Chu Yang pushed his hand back and shook his head, saying, "Take it. Let the brothers check their injuries. Winter is just around the corner, and if they have injuries, they might not be able to make it through."
"Take good care of them and make sure they don't develop any chronic conditions."
Da Yong's eyes immediately reddened, and he shakily put the money bag back. "Mr. Chu, you are a good person. I thank you on behalf of my brothers. But don't worry, I will find a way to ask the elders of the headquarters for help with this matter."
"No need to trouble yourself." Chu Yang shook his head and said, "Just tell me all the information about Xiao Huang, and I'll handle the rest myself."
Da Yong panicked and advised, "Mr. Chu, please don't be impulsive. That person is a real expert. You, a scholar who can't even kill a chicken, can't beat him."
Chu Yang laughed and said, "I'm not that stupid. I'll ask someone else to help when the time comes."
Da Yong didn't know what other experts Chu Yang knew, but seeing his confident demeanor, he stopped trying to dissuade him.
"The person who kidnapped your friend doesn't seem to be a master of martial arts from the Central Plains; his martial arts moves have a bit of a Western Region feel to them."
"They are currently in a prince's mansion in Yanjing City..."
Da Yong recounted the details in detail, and Chu Yang found it increasingly strange as he listened.
Logically speaking, if Xiao Huang offended someone, he would most likely be beaten to death on the spot. What kind of expert would abduct a little beggar to such a far place?
"Damn it, could these two be having a romantic entanglement?"
"He's probably not some serious expert..."
Chu Yang subconsciously imagined a wonderful gay drama, then shuddered violently, feeling a chill run down his spine.
"Damn, suddenly I don't really want to save him anymore..."