Have You Met My Brother?[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Chapter 20

Chapter 20 Bystanders are clear. The wild goose never returns: you need to be careful when making friends.

Nangong Ling and Wuhua are not in the same place.These two brothers were just acquaintances on the surface. If there had not been various evidences that pointed out the connection between them, no matter how hard the outside world tried, they would not have thought that they were both the sons of the Japanese warrior Tianfeng Jushiro, and had secretly designed to kill so many people.

Yan Bugui quietly listened to Chu Liuxiang talking about his friendship with the brothers on the road. The world-famous bandit commander was full of nostalgia when he talked about the time when he and Nangong Ling went to the sea to catch turtles. He was even more emotional when he mentioned that Miao Monk Wuhua was proficient in poetry, painting and calligraphy, and could also cook good food – lamenting why a person who didn’t even want to have a little more murderous intent to play the piano could be the mastermind behind all this.

The swordsman was a suitable listener. He did not understand the Central Plains and remained silent throughout the whole process without giving any comments. Chu Liuxiang, who had already made a decision, probably did not need his comments – whether it was approval, disapproval or neutrality.

However, Yan Bugui, who seemed to have a calm face, could not help but feel a cricket in his heart – he himself had met many people who appeared to be handsome but were actually full of intrigues. His friend who became Lord Hongyi of the Tang Dynasty was even more “well-informed” in this regard. Now he has only met two more, which is not surprising.

As for whether the pair of brothers with Japanese blood had betrayed Chu Liuxiang’s trust and friendship in them, it was not his turn as an outsider to comment on the matter – and even Xie Cai, who was promoted exceptionally and was deeply trusted, would stab senior Fang Gan in the back, and it seemed not surprising that Wuhua, who was regarded as a friend by Chu Liuxiang, would assassinate him.

Just like what his brother Xie taught him before, all living beings are different and have different ways of thinking. Some people’s way of thinking is originally difficult for normal people to understand. If he really understood them, he might become abnormal himself… Yan Bugui has always believed in this.

With the swordsman secretly following and watching, the first person Chu Liuxiang looked for was Nangong Ling who was in the Beggar Clan.Nangong Ling seemed to be recharging his energy for tomorrow’s conference. Hearing Chu Liuxiang’s deliberate noise, when he opened his eyes and saw the person coming, his expression remained calm, as if he was not surprised——

Because of Mrs. Ren’s disappearance, Huang Rong had previously said within the Beggar Gang that she would hold a meeting after finding the person. Now that the time has been set, it means that Mrs. Ren has been “found”. And as long as she inquires a little in the gang, she will know that it is Chu Liuxiang who found Mrs. Ren!

Nangong Ling originally told Chu Liuxiang about Mrs. Ren. However, in Nangong Ling’s opinion, since Chu Liuxiang really found someone, he did not send the “adopted mother” to his “adopted son”, or even mentioned half a word to him, and established a relationship with Huang Rong, this means that there must be some accident.

Therefore, when Nangong Ling saw Chu Liuxiang sneaking into the room, he just said calmly: “You are here.”

“I’m here.” Chu Liuxiang answered first, and then fell silent. Only the cicadas chirping outside made people upset.There seemed to be no words between the two of them. In the end, it was Chu Liuxiang who broke the silence first.

“Mrs. Ren told me that she didn’t write any letters. But since those people came here for her, they would not have mistaken the handwriting. Since she married Gang Leader Ren, she has always lived in seclusion, and there are very few people who have seen her handwriting…”

“Yes, it’s me.” Nangong Ling admitted, “I copied the letter in her handwriting and tone.”

Chu Liuxiang sighed: “You are honest.”

Nangong Ling replied: “This is because I know that since Chu Liuxiang asked you in front of me, you should have expected it. The only thing missing was the final confirmation – she should have been solved together from the beginning!”

Chu Liuxiang was silent for a moment: “Why are you doing this? In the past twenty years, Gang Leader Ren has treated you like his own son…”

“You don’t understand?” Nangong Ling sneered and suddenly asked, “Where did you find her? Does Gang Leader Huang know about this?”

Chu Liuxiang replied: “I didn’t find Mrs. Ren, Mrs. Ren found me.”

Nangong Ling was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter: “So are you here to see my jokes? See how I am fooled by you!”

“No, actually I have never hoped that this matter has anything to do with you.” Seeing Nangong Ling sneer at him, Chu Liuxiang continued without changing his expression, “But since you have admitted it, I am curious, who is your helper?”

Nangong Ling said: “Do you think I will say it?”

Chu Liuxiang breathed out: “If you don’t tell me, you still have to tell others.” When he said this, he had already heard the noise coming from outside and confirmed that Nangong Ling was indeed one of the culprits. He did not stay here for too long, shook his head and left.

In order to prevent the news about Nangong Ling from being leaked and to let Wuhua escape early, Huang Rong had already arranged for people to stay nearby and even stayed nearby personally. When Chu Liuxiang left, she appeared in front of Nangong Ling with Mrs. Ren – Nangong Ling was a member of the Beggar Clan and the adopted son of Ren Ci. They were all qualified to decide how to deal with him, but Chu Liuxiang did not want to leave a witness.

As for Wuhua, when Chu Liuxiang came to his door, the wonderful monk was playing the piano in the backyard of the temple where he was staying. With the level of Yan Bugui, he could tell that the other party’s piano skills were indeed excellent, far more than him. Maybe even Xie Donghai was on par with him. After all, Xie brother only played the piano to kill time when he had nothing to do.

The swordsman is not a disciple of the Tang Sect or the Ming Cult, and he has rarely interacted with people from Lingxue Pavilion in the past, so he is not very good at hiding his body.So he just stayed in a position that was a little far away, but where he could see the situation clearly and ensure that he could get there as soon as possible if something happened.

Chu Liuxiang and Wuhua talked more than when they were with Nangong Ling, as if they were still close friends. Unfortunately, all the friendship ended when Chu Liuxiang repeatedly refused to drink the tea made by Wuhua himself.

Compared with the content of their conversation, Yan Bugui suddenly became more energetic when he saw the two of them move their hands – Chu Liuxiang did not use weapons, and Wuhua used fists at this time.

Under the glistening moonlight and the fluttering night wind, two flexible figures were flying in the small courtyard – Wuhua’s fists were either fierce and domineering, straight forward, or strange and erratic, and varied in reality and reality. Each move showed everyone’s aura, and he was obviously a famous master.

In comparison, what Chu Liuxiang used was as ordinary as the most basic fist and kick routines in the world, but such ordinary moves seemed unusual in his hands, and he always used incredible power to dismantle every blow that Wuhua was bound to win.

“Whoosh whoosh–” As expected, Wuhua was the first to change his moves. Seeing that Chu Liuxiang could not be affected by his fists alone, this wonderful monk threw out a handful of hidden weapons without hesitation, and dots of cold stars blocked the movement space of his former “friend”. It seemed inevitable that he could avoid it!

And Chu Liuxiang is still the surprising Chu Liuxiang – he suddenly “disappeared”, his whole person seemed to be wiped out in front of Wuhua, not a single bit was left, and all the hidden weapons were lost.Wuhua’s expression immediately changed, he looked around warily, and shouted Chu Liuxiang’s name.

Yan Bugui, who was watching the battle, suddenly had a flash of heat in his eyes – he saw that at that moment, Chu Liuxiang got out of the predicament at an extremely fast speed and moved directly behind Wuhua.With such skill and lightness, one can’t help but try to see if his sword can hit the opponent!

Thinking that now was not the time, the swordsman took a deep breath to suppress his fighting spirit, trying not to disturb the confrontation between the two people.However, his fighting spirit at that moment was still captured by Chu Liuxiang. Fortunately, this fighting spirit was completely directed at Chu Liuxiang and did not alarm Wuhua. Moreover, at this time, Chu Liuxiang was looking at Wuhua who chose to commit suicide in just a few words, with extremely complicated emotions.

“Is death the destined result?” As Wuhua fell, Yan Bugui fell silently to Chu Liuxiang, and heard this “Brother Chu” ask as if talking to himself.

The swordsman didn’t speak immediately, but picked up a tea cup, looked down at it for a while, and answered the question unintentionally: “It’s such a strong poison. Is this the ‘Tianyi Divine Water’ you call it?”

Unexpectedly, Chu Liuxiang’s sadness couldn’t help but he asked with some uncertainty: “Master Yan, can you tell that the tea has indeed been poisoned?” Tianyi Divine Water has always been famous for being colorless and tasteless. It is indistinguishable from ordinary water and is indistinguishable. Even a silver needle can’t find any problems, but it is highly toxic, so it makes people fearful.

“I can just detect impurities in the water.” Yan Bugui almost subconsciously touched the right side of his face.This was a skill he naturally acquired after forming a contract with Xie Donghai. The poison placed in anything related to water could no longer deceive him.As for the poison in other places… He is now basically invulnerable to all poisons.

Chu Liuxiang knew that the world was full of wonders, and many people had their own special skills, but she never thought that Yan Bugui had this ability, but… “Don’t say this in front of the people in Shenshui Palace. And tomorrow, at the Beggar Clan Conference, I may ask you to help check whether the tea is safe.”

Yan Bugui blinked: “Brother Chu, do you think the matter is not over yet?”

Chu Liuxiang’s mood couldn’t help but feel a little lower. He said in a deep voice: “Gang Leader Huang and I both believe that in addition to brothers Wu Hua and Nangong Ling, there may be other suspicious characters in the Beggar Clan. Moreover, the Tianyi Divine Water that was stolen can kill twenty or thirty people with poison. It has not been recovered yet, so we should be more careful.”

Hearing this, Yan Bugui immediately pointed to Wu Hua’s “corpse”, whose face was ashen, as if he had no breath and no vitality: “In this case, why don’t we just wake him up and ask?”

The swordsman’s words once again exceeded Chu Liuxiang’s expectations. Cold sweat broke out on the back of the bandit commander, and his voice sounded dry and astringent when he spoke: “What does Young Master Yan mean?”

Yan Bugui revealed a secret in a concise and concise manner: “This person is not dead yet.”

“Wu Hua can still be saved?” Chu Liuxiang was stunned on the spot, but soon he realized that this was not what the swordsman meant, “No, that’s not right… Yan Shaoxia, he -”

“He is in a state of suspended animation now.” The auras of the living, the dead, and the living dead are different. Yan Bugui would not admit his mistake. He looked at Chu Liuxiang thoughtfully and asked, “If you thought he was really dead, how did you originally plan to dispose of this body?”

“I will send Wu Hua back to Southern Shaolin and hand it over to Master Tianfeng for arrangements, and I will not let anyone damage his body on the way – the light will be extinguished after death. Even if he is at fault, I don’t want his body to be humiliated.”

Chu Liuxiang’s eyes darkened, and he exhaled a long breath, apparently sensing something in Yan Bugui’s reminder, “Yan Shaoxia, are you sure Wu Hua really has a breath left?”

Yan Bugui nodded: “I’m not sure whether he used some kind of medicine or some kind of technique, but he is indeed still alive. As long as he passes the appropriate introduction, he can wake up – but I don’t understand medicine and don’t know what to do. Brother Chu, what are you going to do next?”

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