Chapter 100

"The third, you go and invite Zhao Sheng to the hall. The fourth, you arrange the dining room and cook more food than last night, and the wine must be stronger. This young man almost drank us all yesterday."

"No problem, we'll go now. It's just the leader, what you just said about the twelve guys..."

"Don't worry, I'll make my own arrangements." Tian Fu said with a look of light clouds and wind. Then he seemed to be immersed in the wonderful life in the future, and his steps towards the hall were somewhat unaware.

Soon, Zhao Sheng appeared in the hall with Ren Feifei, who had already been cleaned up.

"Brother Zhao, how was your rest last night?" Tian Fu asked with a smile on his face.

"Thanks to brother Tian's care, I had a good rest yesterday, didn't I, Feifei?" Zhao Sheng said, and deliberately gently hugged Ren Feifei.

"Well ~" Ren Feifei blushed and replied with a shy face.

"Ha ha, I envy my brother. He is young, promising and energetic."

"I'm so ashamed of my brother. I just don't know why I'm having such a big banquet again today." Zhao Sheng looked at the table in front of him, with twice as much food as yesterday, and an imperceptible smile came out of the corners of his mouth.

All night, did you guys finally come up with a solution? It's such a big banquet again. After a few glasses of wine, someone will suddenly come to report and find the body of the missing disciple?

"What's the matter, brother? You think too much. But brother Zhao and I are like old friends at first sight. If I don't invite my brother to eat delicacies for three days and nights, won't someone say that my brother is stingy?"

Zhao Sheng picked up his eyebrows and kept thinking: be like old friends at first sight? I'm afraid it's not like old times with my master at first sight.

"Come on, brother, have a drink."

······An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and many empty wine jars had been piled up in the hall.

Zhao Sheng looked at Tian Fu and others who had erratic eyes. He was very helpless.

Then Zhao Sheng gave Ren Feifei an imperceptible wink, and soon both of them had a hazy drunkenness on their faces.

It was at this time that Tian Fu keenly "captured" the state on the faces of Zhao Sheng and Ren Feifei.

But Tian Fu also ignored a problem because he was already dizzy. That is why Zhao Sheng was not drunk for an hour. Just after less than a breath, he suddenly showed signs of wanting to fall.

"Newspaper!" a solid voice sounded outside the hall.

"Hmm? Who is it? How dare you disturb me and brother Zhao? If there's nothing important, I'll kill him!" Tian Fu stood up and put his hand on the weapon.

"Headmaster, hurry up! In the morning, senior brother Zhang and I went out to practice... Then, twelve bodies were found ten kilometers away from Kong Xiucheng. Moreover, through their ID cards, it can be determined that they were the twelve people who had been missing before!"

"What? Where are those bodies now?" Tian Fu's acting skills are very good, and his eager tone makes him seem really anxious.

"Elder martial brother Zhang, they are already going back to zongmen. It is expected that they should arrive in a little more time."

After hearing this sentence, Tian Fu turned his body to Zhao Sheng and Ren Feifei who stopped eating and drinking at the same time.

"Brother, I have to tell you I'm sorry. The Holy Land sent twelve disciples here last year, but about three or four months ago, the twelve disciples disappeared inexplicably. The Holy Land ordered us to find twelve people many times. Now, we finally found them, so I have to leave for a while."

"Ah? The twelve missing Holy Land disciples?" Zhao Sheng looked at Tian Fu's acting and disdained: "brother Tian, take me with you.

In terms of acting skills, Zhao Sheng is absolutely not afraid of anyone, let alone Tian Fu who has no acting skills at all.

"Take you there? Isn't it appropriate? It's all dead. What if younger martial brother is infected with bad luck? That brother can't regret dying." Tian Fu pretended that he didn't see the content of Zhao Sheng's task order last night and stopped Zhao Sheng with concern.

"I was able to leave the holy land this time because of the task order. I don't hide it from my elder brother. The content of the task order is to find the bodies of twelve disciples and bury them."

"So it is..." Tian Fu pretended to think and put his right fist against his forehead: "well, brother, you follow me. It's easy to say about the task. After all, the tributary is also a member of Daoqing gate. The death of twelve disciples is heartbreaking. The funeral must not be shabby!"

Zhao Sheng nodded and began to think about how to get away from Ren Feifei after seeing the bodies of the twelve disciples.

If there is any accident, do you want to use the opportunity that master Qingyuan told himself? Zhao Sheng believes that once he uses the opportunity, master Qingyuan will arrive in just a few teas and solve the problem of this branch easily and happily.

However, I don't know how long it will take before Zhao Shengsheng becomes an inner disciple. If there are more dangerous things, but there is no chance to save master before he becomes an inner disciple, what should I do?

Therefore, Zhao Sheng first denied this idea in his heart.

In this way, Zhao Sheng followed Tian Fu out of the hall to the gate of the tributary.

"Report to the leader. Elder martial brother Zhang can arrive within half a column of incense."

"Old three, go and tidy up some places in the tributary cemetery. I want these twelve dead disciples to enjoy the highest standard funeral."

"Yes, master."

"Thank you for your help, brother Tian. Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take to go back." standing at the door, Zhao Sheng said sadly.

"What? Brother, you're going back after you finish this task? No, we've just had two or three drinks."

Can't deny nodded, Zhao Sheng actually felt a pressure that he didn't know where to go.

This pressure has no fixed position and no shadow at all. Some are just the feeling of pressure.

"Gulu Gulu..." elder martial brother Zhang and more than ten people mentioned by the man before walked in leisurely, pushing a unicycle loaded with the bodies of 12 foreign disciples of daoqingmen holy land.

"What?! mummies?!"

Seeing the dead body on the unicycle, Zhao Sheng couldn't help being more vigilant.

And does that hand have anything to do with these mummies?