Chapter 210 I'll Help You Get Back the Place

Panshi is a typical old southern city, with mottled traces left by the long-term erosion everywhere. During the martial arts league every five years, the city will be briefly injected with fresh blood, bringing a moment of prosperity.

It is said that the first martial arts event of the ancient martial arts world in the south was held here.

Then this tradition has continued to this day.

Lu Yuan and Li Dong walked west along the street beside the square.

One side of this street is the venue for the martial arts competition when the Hundred Cities League is officially held.

The square is surrounded by colorful awnings, and under each awning is an ancient martial arts sect participating in this league.

In the middle of the square, large and small martial arts arenas have been built, and the overall shape is a lotus, and the center of the lotus is the largest arena.

Next to the arena is a rather impressive rostrum and a number of guest seats. Only sects with certain strength and reputation in the southern martial arts world are qualified to sit in the guest seats, without having to squeeze under the awning like ordinary sects.

However, these guest seats are empty now, and no one is allowed to enter for the time being.

The other side of the street is filled with stalls selling snacks and local specialties. A large number of tourists and people wearing martial arts uniforms of various factions are intertwined, creating a chaotic and lively atmosphere.

"The Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League, with such a big name, even the competition venue is open-air...

Lu Yuan walked and looked around casually, not knowing whether to be amused or disappointed.

Li Dong followed him closely, lowered his head and quickly replied: "The main reason is that there is no money. Taking on such a competition is the most thankless.

The profit is small, and there are a lot of troubles.

Lu Yuan frowned and said: "Although the ancient martial arts have declined, it is not so bad that they can't even hold a competition. I think all the well-known sects are rich.

"You don't know, sir. "

Li Dong smiled bitterly and explained: "It's not that they don't have money, but we don't have money. "

"Huh? "

"Part of the league's funding comes from advertising sponsors, and the other part comes from voluntary contributions from large and small sects.

The total is actually quite considerable.

But most of this money was... was...

Li Dong looked around, then approached Lu Yuan and whispered in a low voice: "It was all taken away by the people of Penglai.

We only got a tiny fraction of what we actually got.

With that little money, it's already the limit to be able to achieve this level now. We can't let Mosa pay for it ourselves.

"Penglai?"

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed with a strange color, "Has Penglai always relied on this event to make money?"

"Always. "

Li Dong's eyes quietly turned to the guest seats in the center of the square, and whispered: "The starting price for a seat in the guest seats is 10 million.

This competition was postponed for three days, and the bidding was several times more intense than in previous years.

Those sect leaders who were so stubborn about face wanted to fight for a seat at the end of their fortunes, so the premium was particularly exaggerated.

All this money, in the end, went into the pocket of the Holy Envoy of Penglai..

Lu Yuan's eyes flickered when he heard this.

No wonder he asked Mosa's people to find a way to postpone the competition so smoothly. It turned out that this matter was profitable for the people of Penglai, and they were just looking forward to it.

Even if he postponed it again... the people of Fenglai would agree.

"Penglai... Wusheng Island... It seems that it is rotten from the root."

Lu Yuan recalled the attitude of Youlong and Liu Daoyuan towards Penglai, which was the kind of disdain from the bottom of their hearts.

He once thought that it was because of the impact of the new martial arts and transformation that Penglai fell from the altar.

Now it seems... the root cause is here.

"If you follow me like this, won't it cause controversy if people see it?"

Lu Yuan asked Li Dong casually.

Li Dong replied respectfully: "Don't worry, sir, someone else is in charge on the surface.

All the participants, including the Holy Envoy of Penglai, don't know my identity.

Of course, they don't know your identity either..

"Well. "

Lu Yuan nodded. Sackford did a good job on this point.

At this time, the two of them had walked out of the square street and turned into a relatively secluded road with a good environment.

In front is the residence of the Crane Sect, which I specially arranged for the best place.

If you are not satisfied with it when you see it, I will change it for you."

Li Dong led Lu Yuan all the way forward. The environment here is quiet, and you can gradually see the exquisitely trimmed green plants and beautiful single-family villas. "Have you found any clues about the Crane Sect?"

Lu Yuan asked Li Dong directly.

Mosa is a local snake, in their home court, Lu Yuan thinks it is more useful to let them investigate than to let Huang Xiong's people come.

Li Dong shook his head and whispered: "Still investigating.

From the arrival of the Crane Sect in Pan City to the total of twenty-one battles and conflicts today, we are investigating one by one..

"Wait. "

Lu Yuan suddenly stopped and squinted at Li Dong, "Twenty-one? Isn't it twenty?

"Just a few minutes before you came, the people from Xinlian Sect had another fight with He Sect.

The current leader of He Sect, Liu Daoyuan, was beaten by the leader of Xinlian Sect and a disciple named Xue Guangyao. "The leader of He Sect was injured?"

Lu Yuan's steps suddenly stopped, and his voice quickly turned cold. Li Dong hurriedly added: "In fact, the injury is not serious, just two artificial limbs are broken.

In addition, I have sent the best doctor over!

"That's good."

Lu Yuan's eyes relaxed slightly, glanced at Li Dong, and said calmly: "Let's go."

"oh oh..

Li Dong woke up from his dream, quickly raised his feet and followed closely.

He went on to report: "Our initial guess is that someone is deliberately provoking it in the dark, but the method is very secretive.

The two walked for about five minutes when they saw a beautiful red-roofed villa in the distance.

"My lord, that's where it is."

Li Dong stretched out his finger to show Lu Yuan.

The two of them got a little closer, only to find a group of people gathered around the door of the villa. They were noisy and seemed to be cursing something inside the villa. "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go over and take a look."

Li Dong's expression changed, and he subconsciously rushed to check the situation.

However, Lu Yuan stopped him and shook his head lightly.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed a few times, then he walked up a few steps and shouted to a group of people at the door of the villa from a distance.

Several people who were shouting and cursing turned their heads, stared at Lu Yuan with unkind eyes, and asked with anger: "Who are you?"

Lu Yuan had no expression on his face, casually grabbed the work permit hanging on Li Dong's chest, and replied: "Who do you think we are?

We are the organizer of the competition and came here after receiving the complaint. "

"Then you've come at the right time!"

The short-haired young man who scolded the most harshly among the group heard that Lu Yuan claimed to be a staff member of the organizer. His eyes lit up and he immediately came over.

"Complain? I still want to complain!"

The short-haired young man pointed in the direction of the door of the villa and said with a look of displeasure on his face: "Why can a filthy trash sect like the He Sect live in a single-family villa, while us decent sects from well-known families can only sleep in the nearby shabby hotels?

I'm not convinced, I protest! "

"Live in a villa? Are you worthy of this bunch of rubbish from the Crane sect?"

As he said that, the short-haired young man faced the direction of the villa and spit on the ground, showing great contempt.

Lu Yuan stared at the short-haired young man for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Li Dong beside him.

"Is this happening?"

"ah?!"

Li Dong was caught off guard and looked confused. He didn't know how to answer Lu Yuan's words for a moment.

Lu Yuan didn't think about his answer. After asking, he quickly turned his head, looked at the short-haired young man again and nodded: "Okay.

I probably already understand the situation.

What is your name and which sect is our organizer? We will accept your suggestion and give you a new place to live when you return! "

"real?!"

The short-haired young man's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he quickly said: "I am Cao Yong from the Tianyong Fist Sect, don't lie to me, change my room when you get back!

Otherwise, I will file a complaint against you! "

"rest assured."

Lu Yuan comforted him gently, then turned to look at the others, "What about you?"

Seeing that there was such a good thing, these people couldn't wait to report their names and sects.

Waiting for a group of people to leave happily like a victorious general, satisfied.

The gentleness on Lu Yuan's face gradually faded, and his eyes gradually became colder.

He turned around and asked Li Dong calmly: "Have you written down all the names and sects they just mentioned?"

"take note of it."

Li Dong nodded, and then cautiously said with some hesitation: "Sir, are you really planning to change a place for them to live?"

"certainly."

Lu Yuan walked towards the villa door expressionlessly, and as he walked, he said calmly: "Since they can't get used to staying in a hotel, let them go to the hospital.

Find someone to break off all the hands and feet of the person they belong to behind the scenes, and disqualify them all from the competition.

As for the reason...you think about it yourself. "

After saying that, Lu Yuan's figure had disappeared from the gate of the villa.

Li Dong was left with his mouth slightly open, standing there with a blank look on his face, in a daze.

"who?!"

As soon as Lu Yuan stepped into the lobby of the villa, a figure came towards him with a cold shout, "Bang!"

Lu Yuan gently pinched a strong calf, looked at Zhuang Xiujie with a murderous face in front of him, and said with a bit of helplessness:

"It's me, Aunt Zhuang."

After letting go, Zhuang Xiujie stood there stunned for half a second, and then her face showed a look of surprise and excitement.

"Senior Brother Lu, you are finally here."

"Um."

Lu Yuan nodded and continued walking inside. A strong smell of herbs immediately wafted out from the living room. He looked slightly moved and strode in.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of descendants of the Crane Sect sitting on the sofas and chairs in the hall. Almost everyone had minor or serious injuries on their faces.

Among them, Zhao Qiancheng was the most seriously injured. He was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, his chest was covered with bandages, and his breathing was somewhat disordered.

The strong herbal smell in the living room basically came from him.

When Lu Yuan walked in, no one spoke in the hall, and the atmosphere seemed quite depressing. A mood of unwillingness, anger, humiliation, but weakness and decadence filled the hall. They were like a group of defeated generals, their morale was at a loss. was broken up.

Only then did Lu Yuan begin to understand why Zhuang Xiujie had such a frightened overreaction before.

The appearance of Lu Yuan slightly broke the dull atmosphere in the living room.

One after another, the disciples stood up and greeted him with dull expressions.

Lu Yuan nodded and said nothing.

He went up to briefly check Zhao Qiancheng's injuries, and then directly asked Zhuang Xiujie on the side: "Where is the teacher?"

Zhuang Xiujie's expression darkened and she replied: "Upstairs.

He locked himself in the room and refused to let anyone in.

He even refused to deliver medicine. "

It seems that being "bullied" these days has been a big blow to Old Liu.

Lu Yuan sighed in his heart, and then walked up to the second floor slowly with Zhuang Xiujie.

When he arrived at the door of Liu Daoyuan's room, Lu Yuan gave Zhuang Xiujie a look and asked her to go downstairs first.

He then held the door handle, twisted it gently, and pushed it in.

"Gah--"

The door opened.

The room was dim, all the curtains were drawn tightly, and only a little light leaked in.

A faint smell of blood filled the air.

In the darkness, Lu Yuan saw a thin figure sitting on a chair, facing the door.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, the figure raised his head little by little.

In the darkness, two electronic eyes flashed a faint blue light.

Then, an old voice spoke softly.

"You are here.

Hearing this voice that revealed fatigue and depression for the first time, Lu Yuan's heart trembled slightly for some reason.

There was a light flashing in his eyes.

The next second, Lu Yuan strode in calmly.

He walked to the figure, half-crouched, stretched out his hand and gently grasped the other's cold mechanical arm, and said softly: "I'm here, teacher.

I'll take you... to get back the place."

After saying this, the pair of electronic eyes in the dark suddenly burst into blue light...