Infiltration

Chapter 122 Infiltration

Wu Hao curled his lips, but after a while he couldn't help but smile on his face: "Do you believe that I am a swordsman now?"

Li Wuxiang nodded and followed him for a while: "Oh, no, it shouldn't be Senior Brother Wu, but Junior Brother Wu. Junior Brother Wu, but is the matter different from what you said? Senior Brother Lou said, but it has never been I never thought about asking you to be an informant in Coffin City."

Wu Hao laughed twice: "What's the difference? There's no difference, right? I knew that when things got to this point, he had to recognize me. What kind of discrepancy is this? Can't I figure it out myself?"

His voice was not soft when he spoke, but he looked very proud at this moment. He held his head high and pressed the hilt of the knife when he walked, but he didn't look suspicious at all. The monks passing by him would glance at him briefly, then frown and go back to their own business.

Li Wuxiang followed him with a timid look and sighed: "That is to say, Senior Brother Lou did meet you several times and did tell you about the Swordsman, but he never said that he really wanted to call you As a swordsman, I didn’t ask you to save him. Are you making the decision yourself this time?”

Wu Hao turned to look at him: "I said you are still testing me, right?"

"No, I just think you are brave and careful. Senior Brother Lou didn't ask you to do this, but you can tell at a glance that we are swordsmen."

Wu Hao smiled slightly and turned away. But after walking a few steps, he still couldn't help but say: "Actually, I've tried it several times. The first few groups of dealers looked suspicious, and I asked them the same question, which scared the shit out of them. Haha, it's you this time. You couldn't hold it any longer, so you asked me to try it out immediately. You see, we have fought once, so you are completely defeated, right?"

Li Wuxiang smiled: "We shouldn't say 'you', we should say 'we'."

"Yes, yes, we are all in the same sect now, haha, then I won't care about what happened before." Wu Hao took a long breath, "Then what should we do now? How can we get people tonight?"

"I have a rough idea, but I have to discuss it with them after I get back. I should ask you to take us here again in the evening."

"You tell me first, and we'll discuss it first."

Li Wuxiang just smiled slightly: "Junior Brother Wu, actually you haven't officially joined the sect. To join our Sword Sect, you must first go through some tests and experience to see what this person's ability and character are like - this time saving Lou Senior brother, even after the test and experience, if you follow us outside, you still have to meet a swordsman and help that swordsman do this before you can go to Youjiu. deep."

Wu Hao frowned and thought for a while: "Then... what were you asked to do in the first place?"

"I killed a walking disciple of the True Shape Cult."

Wu Hao was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned to look at him and paused for a moment.

After taking a few more steps, his face didn't look as happy as before, and he became silent.

Li Wuxiang looked at him: "You have never killed anyone?"

"Whoever is nice would kill someone. But it doesn't matter. Do you think I don't dare to do it?"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." The two of them walked out of the Mountain Lord's mansion and returned to the streets of Coffin City. At this time, the sky was getting dark and lights were on in every house. The lights in Deyang are also different from those in Deyang - at night in Deyang, the lights on the roadside are dim and dim, but the people in Coffin City don't seem to care about the money for candles, lamps and oil. They are brighter, which actually makes Li Wuxiang feel a little bit like he was in his previous life. .

By the time they returned to the mountain, it was completely dark. There was no one on the stone slope where Wu Hao was interrogated before. Li Wuxiang asked Wu Hao to wait here for a while, and he sat down and looked at the lights of Coffin City from here.

A quarter of an hour later, Zeng Jianqiu and two other swordsmen strode out of the forest: "No one is following you. Have you seen Senior Brother Lou?"

"Yeah. I told him to fish him out tonight."

Zeng Jianqiu was stunned: "Tonight?"

Li Wuxiang pointed at Wu Hao: "We were too cautious before. Senior Brother Lou never said anything about asking Junior Brother Wu to become a swordsman, but this is something he has to do himself, and he is doing it very well now. I have a idea--"

He looked at the other two people and then at Wu Hao.

Wu Hao sighed and raised his hands: "Okay, I'll go further."

When he retreated to the edge of the rock slope, Li Wuxiang spoke again: "Ask him to take us there at night. It's best if nothing happens. If something happens, as long as you three can force back the people who came to stop us, I can bring him back." Let’s take them all out.”

Zeng Jianqiu frowned: "How to take him out?"

"I met Zhao Puppet again in Deyang. I got a good thing from him. It can be done, but I can't say much about it now. I asked Senior Brother Lou in Coffin City and heard what he said Of those, I think this shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Pan Muyun opened his mouth, but only said: "How sure are you?"

"Sixty to seventy percent."

The three swordsmen looked at each other, and Zeng Jianqiu nodded: "That's enough. Okay, I'll do as you say."

This made Li Wuxiang be silent for a while before he said: "Okay."

In his heart, he feels that the trust between swordsmen is a little too much. He even wonders if there are only a hundred or so swordsmen today, maybe it is partly related to this trust.

But the next moment he thought, if there was no such trust, there might not even be a hundred swordsmen today.

However, there is no contradiction between "trust" and "caution". Zeng Jianqiu spoke highly of himself to Pan Muyun before. Did he think he was trustworthy or cautious enough? Li Wuxiang thought about it and suddenly felt that among swordsmen, the evaluation of "evil intentions" might not necessarily be derogatory. If there were more people like him with "evil intentions", it might be much better.

For nearly half an hour, the three swordsmen were talking to Wu Hao, and they were very congenial. Li Wuxiang sat aside and listened quietly.

Most of what they talked about was naturally Lou He. From their conversation, Li Wuxiang learned more about Brother Lou.

It sounds like he is very similar to himself, and he belongs to the type of "evil intentions". If the Sword Sect is regarded as a class, Brother Lou, Zeng Jianqiu, and himself are obviously the kind of people who have good grades in the class but like to play tricks.

Pan Muyun thinks that Brother Lou often takes risks, while Zeng Jianqiu thinks that most swordsmen are a bit old-fashioned and timid. When talking about the rise, he even commented on the current Sword Sect leader Jiang Jie. He felt that since the Six Sects of Xuanjiao jointly destroyed Youjiuyuan a few hundred years ago, the new leader Jiang seemed to be scared and almost never let his disciples set foot in the church. As a result, most of the understanding of the Six Sects of Xuanjiao in the Sword Sect remained at the time of a few hundred years ago.

Li Wuxiang did not join them in discussing the leader behind his back, but was more curious about Youjiuyuan - whether it was Zeng Jianqiu or the relatively conservative Pan Muyun, they didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with talking about these things. What is the atmosphere in Youjiuyuan like?

He also interrupted and chatted for a few words, and brought the topic back to the coffin city. Gradually, he felt that the coffin city was actually more like the city he came from - Wu Hao said that there were no scavengers in the city, but it seemed that the residents and shops in the city had the responsibility to clean up in front of their own homes. If someone's neighborhood was too dirty, they would be punished by the town soldiers.

A similar point is that the debris and garbage after cleaning cannot be thrown away at will, but will be collected by someone every ten days and thrown away outside the city. At this point, Wu Hao looked very dissatisfied with Li Wuxiang's evaluation in the afternoon, saying that the reason why he felt that the streets were not very clean when he entered the city was because tomorrow was the end of the ten days. When he waited until the day after tomorrow, he would definitely feel very different.

In this way, several people talked, took turns to watch the night, and took a nap, and it was almost Yinshi.

As Zeng Jianqiu and Wu Hao said, the coffin city was actually quite lively after nightfall. The residents of the coffin city actually have only one responsibility, which is to serve the practitioners in the city.

And the practitioners sleep less, so they naturally have some needs at night. The residents in the city are physically strong and have no worries in life, so they are not very quiet at night. So when Wu Hao led the four people to carry the burden and enter the city again, there were still some food stalls and sporadic passers-by on the street, and even some soldiers drank and staggered on the street.

This time they did not take the original route, but went to the Mountain Lord's Mansion from the west of the city. When they arrived at an empty alley, they put down their burdens and prepared themselves. They no longer swaggered on the road, but walked through the walls and trees under the cover of the shadows of the night.

Soon they saw the Mountain Lord's Mansion, which was brightly lit in the night.

The five people were on the hillside covered with ancient trees in front of the Mountain Lord's Mansion, close to the road leading to the front gate.

There were also people walking on the road at this time - some were blue-clothed servants of the monks, and some looked like merchants in the city, delivering things to the mansion. The five people stayed in the darkness for a while, and Li Wuxiang spoke: "Wu Hao, go out and show your face."

Wu Hao was stunned: "Aren't you going with me?"

Li Wuxiang patted his back: "Let's go together. But now you go out and show your face first, and then come back. Wait, when the person over there comes, you can go out from here."

Li Wuxiang was talking about a servant, holding a wooden box in his hand, not sure if it was a food box or something else. Wu Hao frowned: "I went out of this forest at this time and came back? Don't you think it's suspicious?"

Li Wuxiang smiled at him: "Just listen to me."

Wu Hao was about to speak, but Li Wuxiang pushed him from behind: "Go!"

Caught off guard, Wu Hao stumbled a few steps out of the forest and onto the road, scaring the servant. When he saw clearly that he was dressed like a garrison soldier, he frowned and glared at him, bypassed him and continued to walk into the mansion.

Wu Hao stood on the road and looked around, then reached out to touch his belt, as if he was going to pretend to relieve himself in the forest, then frowned and hissed, holding his stomach and running back.

As soon as he entered the forest, he immediately lowered his voice: "What are you doing?"

Li Wuxiang grabbed his hand and then grabbed Zeng Jianqiu's hand: "Senior Brother Pan, Senior Brother Helian, put your hands on me, hold on tightly and don't let go, I'm going to move in a while."

The forest was dark, but Li Wuxiang could see that the three of them were stunned. But after a little hesitation, he didn't ask any more questions, just did what he said.

"Are you going to do something?" Zeng Jianqiu lowered his voice, "You can't do it in the coffin city-"

The next moment, Li Wuxiang suddenly jumped to the road on the gentle slope. Several people only felt that something seemed to be in front of them for a moment, and they were already standing in the middle of the road.

But they also saw something else-an extremely twisted and weird building that enshrined the statue of Donghuang Taiyi.

Li Wuxiang released his hand and let out a sigh: "Don't wander around, just stay by my side. You are in one of my treasures now, it may be dangerous to wander around, but people outside can't see us now."

Wu Hao opened his mouth slightly, still in a daze. Zeng Jianqiu looked around: "Aren't you doing this?"

"No."

"What about now, can you use this thing to save Senior Brother Lou?"

Li Wuxiang was silent for a while: "Brother, I'm afraid we can't save him tonight."

"...What do you mean?"

Li Wuxiang sighed, sat cross-legged on the road, and looked at the entrance of the mountain master's mansion: "I hope I guessed wrong. Don't worry, let's wait for a while."

Zeng Jianqiu was stunned for a while, and slowly sank his face. Seeing Li Wuxiang opened his mouth, but still closed it, and sat next to him.

This "a while" didn't last long. After about a quarter of an hour, a monk in a Taoist robe walked out of the entrance of the mountain master's mansion, as if he was strolling, and walked in front of the five people before standing.

He looked to be in his thirties, with thin eyebrows, thin eyes, and a long face, but there were wrinkles on his eyebrows. It should be because of frowning for a long time, it seems that he doesn't have a good temper. He looked around and walked back into the forest—the exact place where Wu Hao was pushed out just now.

He also looked carefully on the ground and saw the fallen grass. He looked at the surrounding trees again and raised his hand to move the branches.

Then, he pressed his palm down slightly, and an invisible air wave turned into a breeze that rustled through the forest, blowing the debris on the roadside.

The monk raised his face slightly, closed his eyes, stood still for a moment, put his hands behind his back, and walked back to the mountain master's mansion along the road.

Li Wuxiang turned his head and saw the expressions of Zeng Jianqiu and Wu Hao—Zeng Jianqiu's mouth was slightly open, staring at the monk's back, his eyes wide open. Wu Hao looked even more surprised. When he saw Li Wuxiang looking at him, he immediately took three steps back: "No, I, I'm not..."

"Well, I know it's not you." Li Wuxiang nodded, sighed and looked at Zeng Jianqiu again, "Brother, do you recognize that person?"

Zeng Jianqiu sat still and was silent for a while before saying: "That's Wu Shanzhu. Li Wuxiang, Lou He..."

"I guessed before, so I came here to take a look. But in fact, there is another possibility now, that is, when I was talking to him, someone else heard it."

Zeng Jianqiu suddenly sneered: "With his previous cultivation and knowledge, this is impossible."

He slowly stood up and patted his chest a few times: "Tell me! How did you figure it out? Why didn't you tell us before?"