[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Unintentionally Demolished the CP

"What's wrong? What happened? You are so flustered that your face is pale."

Shen Nai was taken aback by her tone as a life-saving straw.

This maid named Qiulan is smart and clever, not to mention that this is the Zheng residence, why does she show such a good expression?

"Master Shen, come with me! I found something, I don't know what to do..."

Qiu Lan grabbed Shen Nai's hand and pulled her to run in one direction without saying a word.

"Where are we going?" Shen Naibi measured the speed at which Qiulan was running now and the speed at which she was taking her away with light energy.

Qiulan exhaled a long breath: "Go to the east, there is a yard with a row of magnolia flowers on the east wall."

With the orientation, a row of magnolias is also very conspicuous, which is easy to find.

Shen Nai took her to leap upward. In Qiulan's view, it was a flower in front of her eyes. Those familiar scenes of her running for a long time turned into a reflection in her eyes in an instant, just like when she came down from Baihe Mountain before.

"That's it..." Qiu Lan's expression was a little timid and unbelievable. The yard was very clean. She pulled Shen Nai into the room, and no one else appeared.

"What's weird in this yard? Could it be some murderer?" As soon as Shen Nai's guess was spoken, Qiu Lan denied it.

"Master Shen, no, it's not right, he seems to be a murderer too... No, Master Shen, I'm all in a mess right now. I'll tell you later, and you'll understand when you see it for yourself."

There are few decorations in the room, and there is no messy appearance. The somewhat empty interior is matched with the still burning sandalwood, adding a bit of elegance to the simplicity.

Shen Nai: ?

She glanced at it, but didn't see anyone hiding anywhere.

In this room, the most conspicuous ornament is the hollow lotus pattern incense burner on the table.

Shen Nai has seen this incense burner.

When Wu Hua was playing the qin, the one burning incense next to the lyre looked like this.

"Master Shen, look."

Qiu Lan took two steps to the table next to the table, picked up the futon and pulled it open.

There is a small book inside.

Shen Nai split the futon into two halves from Qiulan's hand, and took the small book hidden inside.

Instead, we have to look at what was written inside, making Qiulan look so beautiful.

In the bamboo forest, what Wuhua wanted to say to Chu Liuxiang had already been said.

From the beginning of the death of the father and son, the separation of the brothers and the separation of the brothers, to the Shaolin apprenticeship, and then to the Shaolin Temple, the Shaolin Temple's next abbot passed on to others, Wuhua first magnified his childhood loneliness, and then used his means to steal Tianyi The matter of Shenshui was said in an understatement.

He understands Chu Liuxiang, in other words he understands the inferiority of most people.

Kindness, with a little means, can **** yourself.

Chu Liuxiang's face was sad: "Because the abbot of Shaolin Temple did not pass on the position of the next abbot to you, you were jealous, did you make a mistake in a moment?"

"You...why are you here."

There was no expression on Wu Hua's face, but he said to himself with a mocking smile in his heart, "Look, as long as he gives a reasonable reason, he can convince himself."

"It's not my race, its heart will be different. Shaolin guards me, everyone in the world praises me, but I don't know the so-called seven wonderful monks, but they envy them ordinary people."

Chu Liuxiang was silent, then sighed.

"But Ximen Qian, Zha Muhe, Ling Jiuzi, Zuo Youzheng, including the Shenshui Palace woman Situ Jing and Ren Cilao's gang leader, all died directly or indirectly in your hands."

Chu Liuxiang has traveled the world for so long and has never hurt anyone's life. He cherishes life, but he also understands which is worthy of pity and which cannot be tolerated.

"I will take you back to Shaolin and tell your master."

Then, clean the portal.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple can choose another person as the next abbot under the demeanor of Wuhuaqi's wonderful monk.

The appearance of Wuhua, before thinking about the future, is also a bit haunted.

No one knew what the monk in white was thinking, Chu Liuxiang only saw him put down his hands and act as if he was ready to capture.

"Wuhua knows what's wrong, just let Brother Chu handle it."

Seeing Wu Hua's appearance, Chu Liuxiang Xinzhong first sighed, and then suddenly startled, feeling that the face of the friend in front of him was so unpredictable.

Why is there such a person in the world?

Even if he did something wrong, even if the result might be Shaolin's execution, his tone was the same as before, without the slightest shame, anger, or fear.

Did he also look like this when he killed those people?

Chu Liuxiang didn't know, he only knew that from now on, the friend he knew was Wuhua, and there was no more in this world.

A row of magnolias was erected on the courtyard wall, and the wind could not make them make any noise, not even the leaves swayed.

Qiulan took Shen Nai by her side, she felt more stable and not flustered at all, but as the pamphlet in the futon was flipped through by Shen Nai, she carefully looked at Shen Nai's face.

There was no expression on Shen Nai's face.

She was looking at what was written in the booklet, earnestly and attentively.

[On March 3rd, **** years, the daughter of the Jiang family in Hangzhou, the thirteenth daughter of Jiang, was sixteen years old, unmarried, with a small mole behind her left ear, weak and pitiful. ]

[September of xx...Xuancheng Lin's wife, Lin Xu's, three in her twenties, with an inch scar on her calf, and her temperament like a blue orchid. ]

[April of xx...Mianyang Fang's daughter, Fang Jiuniang, seventeen years old, unmarried, with a red plum birthmark on her right hand, docile and well-behaved. ]

[April of xx... Cangzhou Qi's wife, Qi Li's family, nine out of 20, three small moles on the back waist side by side, eyebrows as far away]

[June of xx...Qiannan Liu's daughter...]

Cadastre, family rank, age, private marks on the body, features of their own appearance...

This booklet is all about this stuff, dark ink, full of names.

On the last page where the handwriting was written, there were two small words on a blank page, "Shen Nai".

finish watching.

Qiu Lan didn't dare to move.

"Before this master called Wuhua...monk! He came to the mansion to teach Buddhist scriptures, and this time I heard that he was here, and Qiulan volunteered..."

Qiulan's voice is getting smaller and smaller, who knows? Not long after she entered the house to clean the room, when she was cleaning the wooden fish placed beside the futon, she felt that there was something unusual with her knees on the futon.

"When I'm curious, I **** it out to see..."

Shen Nai held the small book in her hand, and said nothing about Qiu Lan's appearance.

"Chu Liuxiang hasn't left yet, I'll go over there, Qiulan, go do your own thing."

Chu Liuxiang and Wuhua walked side by side. When she saw Shen Nai from a distance, she was walking towards them. For some reason, Wuhua had an ominous premonition.

This hunch came true when Shen Nai appeared in front of them.

The woman raised her left hand under the long sleeves of her wide robe, holding an unfamiliar book between her long white fingers.

This time, Shen Nai carefully looked at Wuhua from top to bottom. Even from her own perspective, Wuhua's appearance was indeed eye-catching.

No wonder he dared to write such a book full of names.

"Miss Shen, have you read this book?"

When Wuhua faced Chu Liuxiang, there were countless words to say, relying on his words and the relationship between the two, he dragged the dead end for a long time.

But when the woman in front of him appeared, he had to speak and ask her first.

"No flowers, what do you think?"

Shen Nai was amused, and the white jade sword hidden from the body in the other hand appeared, holding the book on the table, and holding the sword in the right hand.

Chu Liuxiang was the most perplexed. For him, Wu Hua stealing Tianyi Shenshui to kill and cover up his life was already broken. At this time, his eyes looked at the booklet and Wu Hua back and forth, his expression uncertain.

"Shen Nai, this booklet?"

Shen Nai threw the booklet in her hand to Chu Liuxiang, and the dagger in her hand quickly rushed towards Wuhua. When Chu Liuxiang opened the booklet and retreated to the side, Wuhua had already accepted the move in just one or two strokes, showing reluctance.

Born in Shaolin, Wuhua used a Shaolin magic fist, Shen Nai's sword did not touch him, the sword qi had already cut off the wooden rosary in his hand, and Wuhua's Fengping Palm and the magic power of snapping fingers were also Shaolin's way out. A unique trick, but there is no chance to use it.

The rosary fell to the ground.

Wuhua couldn't help but step back.

Shen Nai's long skirt fluttered a little, and when she stopped, the white jade sword penetrated the pipa bones on both sides of Wu Hua's body.

One person was dressed in plain clothes, and the jade face did not even have the slightest pink.

A man in white clothed several **** sword holes and stood with his last strength.

Chu Liuxiang only turned a few pages.

He has understood.

On it, he saw the name of Situ Jing of Shenshui Palace, and the date written corresponds to what the sister Li Hongxiu said at the time, Wuhua went to Shenshui Palace.

"No flowers, no flowers, what kind of face you are, is the real you." Chu Liuxiang closed the booklet, with coldness towards Wuhua in her eyes.

Shen Nai put away the white jade sword.

"You are too dirty to dirty my sword." He raised his arms and opened his palms, Shen Nai planned to cut his throat with his hands.

Wuhua's pupils shrank, and the next moment, the whole person disappeared into the air.

Shen Nai's figure moved towards the direction he was standing, but when he was approaching where he was standing, his arms turned in one direction.

Chu Liuxiang squeezed the booklet tightly and closed her eyes.

When he met Wuyi'an Su Xingu and Nagni in the outskirts of Jinan City, it turned out that at that time, he had already changed his identity as a Dongying ninja, and he had played against him.

Qiulan was Zheng Ruoying's personal maid, Shen Nai went to solve what she found, and she went to Zheng Ruoying to tell her about it by the way.

She came by coincidence, just in time to clean up the venue.

Shen Nai stared at the booklet for a long time, trying to destroy it.

But...

"What are you looking at, Master?" Zheng Ruoying had already heard from Qiu Lan, and now she wants to hear what Shen Nai thinks.

Chu Liuxiang has been the background board for a long time, but now in this situation, his mood is a bit complicated, and he can't help but feel a guilty conscience facing Shen Nai. Self-proclaimed friends, but they don't even know that the other party has done such a bad thing.

Shen Nai was a little entangled: "I want to burn this booklet without flower records. But I'm afraid that someone in it was killed by means. Now that I killed him, those women suffered, and I don't know how they are now. How's it going."

After Shen Nai finished saying this, she felt that her words were not at all organized, but Zheng Ruoying understood it.

Her face was originally bright, but her brows and eyes were three-pointed gentle. She looked at Shen Nai's side face with a bit of melancholy, and thought, Master has always been such a gentle person, isn't it because of the kindness in her heart that this is what she looks like now.

"Why don't you give it to me, Master."

"Master also said that now I have a first glimpse of my martial arts skills, and I just need to practice it. Give me this booklet. I will follow the place names on it to inquire about the situation of those women, and I will kill Wuhua's death. Once informed, if anyone suffers because of him, it can be regarded as a bad breath."

Shen Nai thought this was a good idea.

The reputation in ancient times can simply drive people to death, and doing nothing is another anger in their hearts.

Chu Liuxiang took Wuhua's body away and went to Shaolin.

"The abbot of Shaolin is a sensible person. If there is no flower to act, Chu will not let it involve you, Shen Nai, in the future. Take care!"

The scent of the tulips that lingered around Shen Nai gradually faded away, and Chu Liuxiang went further and further, taking the misunderstandings of the people on the rivers and lakes about the death of Wuhua to Shaolin.

If Chu Liuxiang discovers these things, and wants to fight with Wuhua, even if she loses, Wuhua can use words to disrupt Chu Liuxiang's decision, and use her Turtle Breathing Skill to save her life.

But Chen Nai gave him no chance.

Zheng Ruoying went out to practice and brought the booklet and Qiu Lan with her.

Baihe Mountain was a bit deserted, but Shen Nai just happened to look at the scenery in the mountain, calming the inexplicable sense of powerlessness that rose from the bottom of her heart.

The wine made by Songhua was ready. Shen Nai dug it out, but she was not in the mood for wine tasting.

Two or three days had passed since this incident had ended, and when Chu Liuxiang had walked one-third of the way to Shaolin Temple with the body, Qu Wurong arrived at Dezhou City with a few disciples under the Shi Guanyin seat.

She came too late, and the day lily was already cold.

But Qu Wurong still looks confident. Although she wears a veil on her face, most people will still think she is a beauty even when facing her with a veil.

Who knew there was an ugly face under the veil?

"How is this going to be done?"

"Rest for a night now, go to the Beggar Gang tomorrow to inquire about the trace of Master Wu Hua, and take the second son back by the way."

Qu Wurong knew the news of Wuhua's death one step ahead of the others. At this time, she was very flustered.

When night came, Qu Wurong, who had not thought about a way to survive, finally got down to his heart, took his own weapon and got up quietly, taking advantage of the darkness to escape for his life.

The original Wuhua used fake death to escape Chu Liuxiang, and when she met her mother, Shi Guanyin, she would definitely follow her to the desert. At that time, after Qu Wurong returned, she was cut off by Shi Guanyin's hand.

After Qu Wurong escaped, the world was vast, but he didn't know where to go for a while.

Under the night, a thin and lonely figure of a woman was like a person made of paper.

She grew up in the desert since she was a child, and she couldn't hold back her closeness to her master Shi Guanyin, but she also knew that Shi Guanyin's heart was cruel.

At this moment, for some unknown reason, Qu Wurong suddenly thought of her senior sister Liu Wumei.

"Are you going to find her?"

Why don't you go find her.

"Maybe... Senior Sister will have a way to make Master calm down and spare my life."

Running for one's life is just the beginning, it will definitely not be the end, Qu Wurong understands very well.

In the city of Jinan, Ren Ci Qiqi had passed, and Nangong Ling officially took over the beggar gang.

Putting the flowerless coffin in a coffin shop, in the voices of many Jianghu sects congratulating Nangong Ling, a scent of tulips drifted past, blocking the knife that killed Qiu Lingsu in the back mountain.

At Yongcui Villa, Liu Wumei received a letter from Master Shi Guanyin and took the antidote in the bottle with a smile.

At the foot of Baihe Mountain, Zhongyuan Yidianhong went up the mountain with a sword in his hand.