Chapter 102

"No, brother Zhao, you are the emissary of the holy land. You just came to supervise and deal with the burial of the twelve disciples. Naturally, it's your brother who decides." Fu Tian's inner patience is really strong, and even Zhao Sheng has some admiration.

If such people were not destined to become enemies, Zhao Sheng really wanted to be friends with them.

Unfortunately, the world never existed if.

And in any case, Zhao Sheng would never allow himself to stand idly by and watch daoqingmen destroyed by these people who wanted to rebel.

"Oh? In that case, I won't shirk it and bury it."

The longer he stayed in the tributary of Kong Xiucheng, the more Zhao Sheng felt that something was wrong. He can't say this feeling, but he just feels that he doesn't think about any aspect.

But the deceased was so big that even if Zhao Sheng wanted to leave this place quickly, he couldn't speak directly about what he wanted to leave.

"OK, old three, bury the twelve Holy Land disciples!"

"Yes, headmaster." Shi Yousan promised, took more than 20 disciples and lifted the simple stretcher that brought back the twelve holy disciples.

Zhao Sheng, who didn't speak any more, looked carefully at the bodies of the twelve holy disciples and wanted to find some clues.

Twelve disciples were killed by tributaries, which hardly needs to be questioned.

But who did it? There is no wound on the body. It is definitely not an easy thing to simply suck up the blood in the body and die. At least Zhao Sheng thinks that if he wants to suck people's Qi and blood to such a point, it is not very possible to do it only by relying on Tian Fu, who has cultivated in the golden elixir realm.

So, who would it be?

Moreover, there is the hand that always haunts Zhao Sheng. Whose hand will it be.

After a time of incense burning, many people gathered in the cemetery of the tributary of kongxiucheng.

Tian Fu stood in front of the twelve coffins that had been quickly built and said heavy words.

"Today is a sad day. Twelve Holy Land disciples were found dead outside. As a tributary of Daoqing gate, we should find the murderer who did this crazy thing! Avenge the dead!"

"Hoo..." hearing Tian Fu's words, Zhao Sheng took a deep breath.

Somehow, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious.

This feeling is just like when Zhao Sheng was just reborn. When he went to Qingyan forest for the first time, he sat on the ground in pain and looked at the python.

Glancing at the situation around him, Zhao Sheng put his mouth to Ren Feifei's ear: "remember not to say anything for a while, just follow me, okay?"

Ren Feifei looked at Zhao Sheng's serious expression and nodded.

Fortunately, soon, Tian Fu finished his eulogy, filled with the coffins of 12 dead Holy Land disciples, and slowly buried in the ground.

The funeral didn't last long, but in this short time, the back of Zhao Sheng's robe seemed to have been splashed by water.

Turning around, Zhao Sheng wanted to quietly leave the sight of Tian Fu and others. But he didn't expect that Tian Fu's eyes were so good. Only when he just got out of the crowd and was ready to walk towards the school gate, he was suddenly stopped.

"Brother, where are you going?" Tian Fu grabbed Zhao Sheng with his right hand.

"Where are you going? I just want to go back to my room and have a rest. I'm going back to the holy land to suffer, and I want to think about Qingfu again. Alas, if only the holy land could be the same as here." Zhao Sheng said, taking Ren Feifei and Tian Fu to the room where the room was.

"Ha ha, that's right. Freedom is more important than anything. Let's do this. When you go back and hand in the task, as long as you're free and want to come here in the future, I'm welcome at any time. Even if you're busy, I'll drink 300 cups with you." Tian Fu had a strong smile on his mouth.

In his opinion, Zhao Sheng has been brainwashed by his means. As long as you add a fire, you can attract people from Qingyuan. "

"It's not easy to talk about. Although I'm the only disciple of Qingyuan, I'm still one of the most despised external disciples. It's not easy to come out of the holy land without a task order."

"What's the matter? Next time you want to come over, just ask your master to come out with you?" Tian Fu said.

"Ha ha..." Zhao Sheng couldn't help laughing.

In the final analysis, the ultimate goal of these people to please him is still master Qingyuan.

"When I have a chance, I will bring my master to you. At that time, you must prepare more delicious food."

"Don't worry, I'll never treat anyone badly. But just now, I couldn't ask you. I heard what you said to the two disciples. It seems that I'm going back to the holy land right away. Is there anything urgent? Or do I have something ill treated? Otherwise, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"Have you forgotten the rules of daoqingmen... The task order has a time limit. It's only 20 days in total. It took me seven or eight days on my way here. It still takes seven or eight days to go back. If you don't hurry up, this task will be done in vain."

"What's more, doing the task in vain is small, and it will delay the opportunity to help Shifu out in the name of the task order next time, which will be a big trouble." Zhao Sheng still answered according to his own words.

"Oh, that's true, but it's a pity that I haven't had enough chat with you." Tian Fu's depressed expression almost convinced Zhao Sheng that Tian Fu didn't want him to go.

After all, at this time, Tian Fu and Ren Feifei must be eager to go back to the holy land of daoqingmen, and then tell the master Qingyuan about the many tributaries of Kong Xiucheng.

"You and I, friars, have a long life. There are many opportunities in the future. Next time I bring my master, I will drink with my brother for three days and three nights."

"Ha ha, you're right, brother. There are many opportunities in the future. I'm waiting for you here. You're a little tired. Take a break. I'll see you off when you leave." Tian Fu opened his mouth when he heard Zhao Sheng say what he wanted to hear, and then left the room where Zhao Sheng and Ren Feifei were.

"Feifei, listen to me. I'll ask Tian Fu for two more horses later, and then return to daoqingmen with the two men. I always have a hunch that someone is staring at me behind my back, but I don't know who it will be. So after I get on the road later, the speed on the road may be very fast. You remember to keep up."

Time flies. As excited as being beaten with chicken blood, Zhang Daniu and Chen poison smell have reached the gate of the tributary and waited for Zhao Sheng.

If there is no accident, Zhao Sheng and Ren Feifei, together with Zhang Daniu and dust poison smell, will return to daoqingmen smoothly.

Just, will there really be no accident.