"Master, are you really going to go to the appointment tonight?" Butler Wu asked worriedly after arranging the person who delivered the letter.

"Hmph, I'll meet them with a bunch of clowns." Shen Mingyi looked cold. After looking at Butler Wu, he said, "Don't worry, I will arrange enough people. Do you really think I, Shen Mingyi, only have this little strength in the open?"

"Master, are you going to use those groups of people?" Butler Wu was shocked.

As Shen Mingyi’s most confidant subordinate, Shen Mingyi didn’t hide some of his secret matters from him, and he couldn’t help but worry. If someone found out that the master had something to do with that group of people, it would be a big obstacle!

Don’t look at the master and those Wushan County officials who call him brothers, if this incident occurs, I’m afraid none of these people dare to protect him, so it would be nice not to take any harm.

The more Mr. Wu thought about it, the more worried he became, so he stepped forward to advise Shen Mingyi.

Shen Mingyi laughed loudly, how could I get someone to catch the handle? He waved his hand and waited for the two maids to retreat before continuing: "Tonight, the Hu family will die. I will get what I want and will be a little injured. Whoever sent Ma Yi and those people is here, will I let me say it!"

"Master, do you mean...frame the Hu family?"

"Why is it framed? After tonight, the evidence of the Hu family colluding with bandits will be placed on the case table of the county magistrate, and I, Shen Mingyi, are a righteous man who bravely fights the bandits!"

When Shen Mingyi thought that he might get the martial arts he had been looking forward to tonight, he became enthusiastic.

He is old, but his passion for wealth and power is not reduced. His physical function declines and his gradual approach of death scares him. He does not want to lose everything he is now. According to the notes, once this "The King of Moving" is practiced, he can maintain his body's youth with the true energy of the King of Moving...

It’s good to be young!

Only when you are young can you have the energy to pursue wealth, power, and women. I don’t want to continue to decay day by day!

Shen Mingyi clenched his fists.

...

The night is dark, now it is August, and the night in the mountains is already a little cool.

Green Snake Peak, against the background of the moonlight, seems to be covered with a silver veil. From time to time, the cry of frogs and insects comes from time to time, but it does not lose the tranquility that should belong here.

At this time, a subtle sound of footsteps broke the tranquility.

At this time, there were a group of people wearing night clothes, with a population of about fifty. They walked along the mountain path towards the top of Green Snake Peak, but they hid it when they were about to approach the top of the mountain and melted into the night.

As the son was approaching, Shen Mingyi came to the top of Qingshe Peak leisurely alone.

The peak is about ten feet in radius, with a relatively narrow area, and there are no trees growing, but there are many huge rocks standing on it.

At this moment, on a huge rock, Hu’s father sat on it, and Hu Sanlang was standing next to him.

Shen Mingyi saw these two people at a glance, laughed and said, "Two, I wonder what it means to come to me?"

Hu's father's body trembled slightly. Seeing his big enemy right in front of him, he wanted to rush over and bite a piece of meat. Hu Sanlang, who was standing beside him, was also very excited. The scars on his face were twisted, but his mind became extremely calm.

Hu Sanlang said, "Shen Mingyi, you don't have to pretend. Our father and son know that it was you who secretly instructed Shen Qing to harm my family. If you come to you today, you will have to make a break."

Shen Mingyi rolled his eyes and did not defend himself. Instead, he said disdainfully: "Do it, it's up to you?"

"Shen Mingyi, you traitor, framed a comrade in the army, a gangster in the army, a gangster, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Hu's father came back to his senses and cursed.

Shen Mingyi's eyes became cold and suddenly asked, "You asked me here today just to curse me? Where is the secret book of "The King of Ming Dynasty"?"

Hu Sanlang took out something from his arms, "The secret book is here, and your subordinates." He said that, pushing something down from the huge rock.

Shen Mingyi looked carefully and found that there was still someone lying on the stone.

He took two steps forward, and the man just fell down. He lay under the moonlight and realized that the bloody man was Shen Qing, who should have died at this time.

Seeing that Shen Mingyi was still approaching, Hu Sanlang took a quick step back a few steps, held the parchment book in both hands with thin gloves, and whispered: "Don't come over again, otherwise I will tear the secret book!"

Shen Mingyi stopped and calculated the distance. It seemed that it was still a little far away. Then he said calmly: "So... you haven't said it yet, why did you ask me to come out? It's not just to make fun of me, right?"

Hu Sanlang's excitement gradually disappeared and he said calmly: "I just want to use this secret book to exchange for my family's life."

"Yes!" Shen Mingyi agreed quickly.

"You make a poisonous oath!" Hu Sanlang said.

Shen Mingyi swore without hesitation: "Huang Tian is above and Hou Tu is below. I, Shen Mingyi, swore today that after obtaining the secret book "The King of Unmoving Ming", my Shen family will never attack the Hu family in the future. If you violate this oath, you will not die well!"

After saying that, he looked at Hu Sanlang's hand, "Is this time OK?"

Hu Sanlang looked at him steadily, and finally threw the parchment book in his hand towards Shen Mingyi.

Shen Mingyi reached out to take it, but did not rush to see it, but asked, "You won't keep a backup of this thing, right?"

"What's your business?" Hu Sanlang said coldly.

"Of course it's my business. I am planning to be a family heirloom of the Shen family. If it becomes a big guy, what's the point?!" Shen Mingyi said as he walked towards the huge rock step by step.

"What do you want to do?" Hu Sanlang shouted sternly, "You have made a vow!"

"That's right, I've made a vow, so what are you afraid of?" Shen Mingyi walked to the huge rock, opened the parchment scroll, and pictures of human meridians appeared in front of him, with detailed text comments below.

After scanning his eyes, Shen Mingyi was sure that this thing was indeed real, and then he felt completely relieved.

Just as I was about to close the parchment roll, I suddenly frowned. What does it smell?

He sniffed, and a faint smell of garlic came to his nose, which made him stimulating and wanted to sneeze. The smell seemed to come from the parchment roll.

He was about to check it out carefully, when a sword light suddenly pierced from the side, and the stern was sharp and fast, like lightning.

who?

He was shocked. Shen Mingyi didn't care about checking the parchment. He flashed to the side, slapped out with his right hand, and his powerful energy rushed towards the long sword that was flying in.

The sword light suddenly changed, and a sword flower suddenly exploded at the tip of the sword, cutting Shen Mingyi's palm force into pieces. Then the sword light approached Shen Mingyi like a swimming fish, and was about to pierce into his chest.

Shen Mingyi secretly called it bad.

The right arm bent and the elbow was smashed, regardless of whether you would be cut by the sword blade, it would be better than being poked to death!

"when--!"

Shen Mingyi shouted muffled, and fell backward like an electric shock, to transform the fierce innate energy that could break the human heart veins in the sword force. He was shocked in his heart. He was also a congenital master, and this person's skill was much higher than himself.
Chapter completed!