Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 102 Behind the painting (33)

"He has such a violent temper! He specializes in fighting injustices for others, so he is very aggressive in everything he does! The big guy persuaded him, saying that you are not too aggressive, don't be too aggressive. After a long time, what is his real name? Instead, I can’t remember it.”

The fat old man said while drinking a small drink.

"That is to say, you created the Hengshan Sword Art?"

Tong Xiangyu said with wide eyes.

"No! Impossible!"

Mo Xiaobei couldn't accept it all at once.

As if looking for support for herself, she said loudly.

"My great-grandfather's swordsmanship is superb, he wiped out eight thousand bandits by himself!"

"He killed the bandit!"

The fat old man agreed, and he made a gesture.

"There are eight!"

"Eight?"

Even Lao Bai couldn't help but exclaimed after hearing this.

The most impressive deed of Mo Taichong, the founder of the Hengshan School, is that he only exterminated eight bandits?
impossible!

The fat old man said again, regardless of how many people believed it or not.

"The yamen rewarded him eight taels of silver. He used the money to buy a mountain and set up a faction, and this faction is still... still there!"

Bang!
The fat old man slapped his palm on the table, like Xingmu at the end of the storytelling, instantly waking up several people.

Only Mo Xiaobei was still in a sluggish state.

Tong Xiangyu and the others looked at Mo Xiaobei worriedly.

If this incident had the greatest impact on anyone, it would definitely be Mo Taichong's great-grandson Mo Xiaobei!
All the stalwart experiences about my great-grandfather collapsed at this moment. The impact was so great that it could be called subversive!

"Fake! Fake! It's all fake!"

Mo Xiaobei shouted and tore up all the paintings on the table.

"Tear it apart, it's already living in my heart!"

The fat old man drank the wine and said leisurely.

After Mo Xiaobei tore up the sword manual, he ran back to the room crying.

"Little Bei!"

Tong Xiangyu and Lao Bai quickly chased after him.

Only the fat old man and Mo Wen were left in the lobby.

Mo Wen took a deep look at the fat old man.

If everything before could be construed as a coincidence, then what the fat old man said when Mo Xiaobei tore up the sword manual couldn't be a coincidence!

Obviously, this fat old man came for Mo Xiaobei!
Just...why?
Although Mo Xiaobei usually does some pranks, it is quite normal for a child. What's the point of targeting her?

If it wasn't for her...

"Could it be to target Mr. Mo Da in Hengshan?"

Mo Wen thought of some recent rumors in the arena, and vaguely had some guesses.

Although he guessed something, Mo Wen turned around and left without any expression on his face.

As for finding a fat old man to paint?

Ha ha!

Do you really treat him like a gift-giving grandfather?

Do you believe that someone draws a book of erotic pictures for you?

Ok……

It seems that the erotic pictures drawn by this fat old man are quite realistic, do you want to ask him to draw a copy?
Pooh!
What erotic pictures do you want!

……

Shibalipu.

on an avenue.

Three swordsmen in blue clothes are walking forward.

"Senior Brother Lu, is Qixia Town in front of you?"

Said Zhu Xiaojun, who behaved a bit motherly.

"Not bad!"

With a loud voice, Lu Yiming, who had a mustache and two curls, said.

"When we arrive at Qixia Town, find the Tongfu Inn, and we will take our little junior sister away!"

"Brother Lu, is this really useful?"

Zhou Dunru, who had a strong nasal voice, frowned and said.

"do not know!"

Lu Yiming paused, but immediately continued to move forward.

"But this is the only way we can do it. The sect master doesn't want to come forward, so we can only ask our junior sister to act as the sect master!"

"How did things get to this point?"

Zhu Xiaojun curled her hair around her ears, and said very sadly.

"Uncle Liu was also for the Hengshan School at the beginning. Given the situation of my Hengshan School two years ago, it is really not appropriate to make a fuss about getting married! Just look at the development of my Hengshan School in the past two years, and the head of the school should know that Liu Shishu has paid for my Hengshan School. How much effort is it!"

Zhou Dunru's name is elegant, but his temper is the most fiery, he said immediately.

"In order to get married, the young master went to suppress the bandits by himself, and died in the end. Can this be blamed on Martial Uncle Liu? I think it's because the sect master saw Martial Uncle Liu's status in the sect..."

"Junior Brother Zhou! Be careful!"

Lu Yiming's face darkened, and he scolded.

"I……"

Zhou Dunru wanted to retort, but he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He snorted angrily and turned away.

Seeing this, Lu Yiming sighed and explained.

"The head is definitely not someone who is greedy for power. In the past two years, the head has handed over almost all the affairs of the sect to Uncle Liu. If the head is really passionate about power, how can he do such a thing?"

"that is because……"

Zhou Dunru wanted to say that it was because "the head of the house is sad and the death of the head is less, so I don't care about things."

But after thinking about it, it seems that two years ago, the master rarely dealt with things, and most of them were left to Master Liu and the young master.

If you look at it this way, if you have a darker heart, you may directly link the death of the young master to Uncle Liu.

After all, the sect leader doesn't care about things, as long as the sect master dies, wouldn't all the power of the sect fall into Master Liu's hands?
But the three people present all knew that it was absolutely impossible for Uncle Liu to do this!
Neither Martial Uncle Liu nor the head of the sect is very keen on these powers.

In the past two years, Uncle Liu has devoted himself to taking care of the sect's affairs, not because he likes it, but because of the responsibility deep in his heart!
It is totally unreasonable to say that Uncle Liu was the cause of the Young Master's stubbornness.

Of course, the three of them also knew that Uncle Liu was indeed responsible for the death of the young master.

The head of the sect didn't even say a word, even Master Liu asked him to wash his hands in a golden basin, and even disappeared without a trace.

Among them, I am afraid it is also related to the original incident.

"Junior Brother Zhou, I know you have a grudge against the head, but we are here for Uncle Liu! I hope you can understand this!" Lu Yiming said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry! I know how to do it!"

Zhou Dunru replied dully, then sped up a bit, and walked forward.

Lu Yiming looked at Zhou Dunru's back and sighed secretly.

If Uncle Liu really washes his hands in a golden basin, who knows what will become of the Hengshan Sect?
.........

Tongfu Inn.

"Didn't you agree on fifty coins? I'll give you ten more." Lao Bai smiled and gave the money to the fat old man.

"If you have this kind of job in the future, you will come to me again. Not only swordsmanship, but also boxing and swordsmanship!" The fat old man laughed.

"You'd better learn by yourself!" Tong Xiangyu said.

"Are you talking about acupuncture points?"

The fat old man said.

"Draw it! I even gave it a very nice name, Sunflower Acupuncture Hand! I heard that there are still a group of punks practicing there!"

After speaking, the fat old man left.

Lao Bai stood there dumbfounded, and when he came back to his senses and went to look for it again, the fat old man had long since disappeared!
　The next dungeon is Swordsman, which is mainly based on novels, and the plot has been slightly modified.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)