Chapter 1083: Mysterious Man Nameless (1)

If a person is suppressed in an environment of hatred for a long time, subtle changes will often occur in his heart. Unknowingly, even he himself didn't know it, his mind was being distorted. This is the case with Cha Huai'an. From the day he entered the Mohist's Guild, he has always respected Du Fuwei and regarded him as his own biological father. However, for a long time, what he felt from Du Fuwei was a kind of indifference, a kind of contempt, a kind of disdain and shock. As time passed, that poor little respect was slowly changing. So much so that now, he has completely turned into a strong and perverted hatred for Du Fuwei.

Seeing Cha Huai'an's hysterical appearance, everyone felt a little fear in their hearts. The Cha Huai'an at this time was very different from what they remembered. Is this the person they knew? Obviously not. However, at this moment, none of them dared to step forward, no one dared to be the leader.

Suddenly, the corners of Du Fuwei's eyes seemed to twitch, and Cha Huai'an couldn't help being startled, and suddenly jumped away. After being dazed for a moment, seeing that there was no response in the coffin, Cha Huai'an mustered up the courage to go forward again, and took a look with his probe, only to see Du Fuwei lying there quietly, with that smile still on the corner of his mouth . It seemed that it was just an illusion just now, Cha Huai'an heaved a sigh of relief, but the hatred on his face became deeper and deeper.

Grabbing Du Fuwei, Cha Huai'an shouted sharply: "You are dead, you are dead, do you still want to scare me? I am not afraid of you, I am not afraid of you. Come on, open your eyes if you have the ability, I will Let you die again." While speaking, Cha Huai'an kept waving his palms and slapped him one after another with a "slap" sound.

Those disciples of the Mohist Guild suddenly felt a strong hatred in their hearts. No matter how bad Du Fuwei was to Cha Huai'an, they were still the people they respected and always belonged to the Mohist Guild. How could the former giant treat him like this? However, no one dared to step forward to stop him. Cha Huai'an, who was already mad at this time, was very terrifying. His eyes full of resentment were bloodshot, making his appearance even more ferocious.

With a "bang", Cha Huaian simply pulled Du Fuwei's body out of the coffin, and fell heavily on the ground. He picked off a nearby branch and whipped it fiercely. Every time he whipped, Cha Huai'an cursed fiercely. It seemed that otherwise, there was no way to vent his hatred.

Whipping corpses, how much hatred is needed to be able to do this.

At the same time, Ye Qian is still thinking hard about Cha Huai'an's Immortal Seal, hoping to be more certain about his guess. Although it was rumored that he was arrested, it was actually not the case. It was just a show for others to see. Ye Qian is very free now. The target this time is mainly for Ouyang Mingxuan. Ye Qian didn't need to eliminate the Ouyang family, after all, he didn't have any hatred with the Ouyang family, there was no need for this, he just needed to divide the relationship between Ouyang Mingxuan and Cha Huai'an. Now it seems that it has been done.

As for the conflict between Jin Weihao and Ouyang Mingxuan, it needs to be resolved by Jin Weihao himself. Although Jin Weihao didn't say anything, Ye Qian knew very well in his heart that Jin Weihao hoped to solve this matter by himself. Therefore, Ye Qian is even more unprepared to deal with Ouyang Mingxuan, he will hand over Ouyang Mingxuan to Jin Weihao to deal with. Although it may take a long time, it doesn't matter, Ye Qian can wait.

Ouyang Mingxuan's sudden arrest really terrified the Ouyang family, they ran around, hoping to get Ouyang Mingxuan out as soon as possible. However, this was an order personally issued by the National Security Bureau, and Ouyang's family did not have much achievements in the political arena, so there was nothing they could do.

Ouyang Mingxuan was very calm, while he kept calling and telling the family members what to do, while secretly analyzing the matter. Judging from the situation on Cha Huai'an's side, Ouyang Mingxuan couldn't help but target him. Indeed, Cha Huai'an's behavior made him very suspicious. If it wasn't for the fact that Cha Huai'an had a ghost in his heart, why did he avoid it and refuse to come forward? Moreover, Cha Huai'an also had a reason to betray himself. After all, in the northwest area, the Ouyang family and the Mohists' Guild are still fighting. Cha Huai'an must use this incident to bring down the Ouyang family and dominate the northwest.

Ye Qian sat quietly in the room, the tea in front of him was obviously cold, but he didn't notice it at all, he was thinking hard. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, waking Ye Qian up from his contemplation. Slightly stunned for a moment, Ye Qian said impatiently, "Come in!"

With a sound of "squeak", the door was pushed open, and a very strange face came into view, however, Ye Qian had a vaguely familiar feeling, it was a kind of familiarity from the heart. The man in front of him was very handsome, with a faint smile on his white face like a scholar's, and his eyes were transparent, like the vast night sky, so deep that he couldn't see the bottom. There was an inexplicable shock in Ye Qian's heart, and he stood up unconsciously.

The middle-aged man walked in slowly, with a smile that was not a smile, and said lightly: "I didn't expect to grow so big. What's the matter? Don't invite me to sit?"

Uh, Ye Qian was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Sit, please sit!" He didn't know why, but the middle-aged man seemed to have an inexplicable aura pulling him, making him involuntarily obey his words To do it, this is a very strange force, the origin is unknown. "Drink tea!" Ye Qian made a cup of tea and handed it to the middle-aged man, saying. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him without blinking.

"What are you looking at me for? Is there something dirty on my face?" The middle-aged man said with a slight smile.

Ye Qian smiled embarrassingly, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze. After a pause, Ye Qian asked: "You came to find me, do you know me?"

"I know, I knew each other a long time ago." The middle-aged man said, taking a sip of tea slowly.

Ye Qian frowned slightly, and tried hard to think in his mind for a long time, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this middle-aged man. However, there is one thing Ye Qian is very sure of. The aura emanating from this middle-aged man's body is very powerful, yet very gentle. It seems that he is a master. "I don't know what to call this gentleman?" Ye Qian asked.

"The name is just a code name. If you like, you can call me Wuming. Because, more than 20 years ago, I have forgotten my name." The middle-aged man said. However, as if he remembered something again, a trace of sadness appeared on the face of the middle-aged man, although it was fleeting, Ye Qian still caught it. "In the mortal world, sometimes people really worry about it. I really want to let go, but I can't let go." The middle-aged man murmured as if talking to himself.

Ye Qian was at a loss, didn't understand what he was talking about, and looked at him in surprise. "How is it? How is your kung fu improving?" Wuming asked.

"It's okay, but according to what Yan Dong said, I still can't fully display the vigor in my body." Ye Qian was a little inexplicable when he said the words, how could he say it without reservation in front of a stranger? What about such a remark?

Slightly nodded, Wuming said: "Your cultivation skills are different from other people's. It's no wonder no one can give you advice, haha. I heard that it's because your father instilled in your body back then. A strange vibe, isn't it? Did you ever hate your father? Did you think he thought you were a guinea pig?"

"I don't know." Ye Qian said. Indeed, he really didn't know what kind of image his father would have in his heart, and sometimes he was at a loss. If my father was still alive, how would I feel when I saw him? Is it joy, blame, or something else? Ye Qian himself didn't know.

"Can you reach out and show me?" Wuming said.

Slightly nodded, Ye Qian stretched out his hand slowly, he didn't know why, why he became so obedient in front of this middle-aged man, why he was so defenseless. Giving one's hand to a stranger is a very dangerous thing, but for some reason, at this moment, Ye Qian inexplicably believes in the middle-aged man in front of him. It was a feeling from the bottom of my heart, and it seemed to be a little bit connected by blood.

The middle-aged man slowly put his hand on Ye Qian's wrist, as if he was feeling the pulse of Chinese medicine. After pausing for a moment, the middle-aged man frowned involuntarily, and said in surprise: "The vigor in your body is very strange, it doesn't look like the vigor left by your father."

Ye Qian was taken aback, and couldn't help but think of what Yan Dong said to him that day. That day after he used up the Eight Door Dunjia, Yan Dong had visited him, but just as he touched his body, he was shocked back by the vigor in his body. But now, this middle-aged man named Wuming didn't seem to be affected at all, which made Ye Qian a little puzzled. However, Ye Qian was even more confused when he heard Wuming's words, and asked in amazement: "Do you know my father?"

"I know, and I have known each other for many years." Wuming said, "The energy in your body seems to be mixed with a Buddhist righteous energy. Can you tell me what is going on?"

"When I was in the Linglong Temple in the northeast, I had already looked at the wordless stone tablet, and suddenly felt the energy and blood in my body tumbling, and when I was about to go crazy, an unknown old monk patted my shoulder, and the blood in my body Infused with this breath." Ye Qian said truthfully.