Han Wen and Chu Liuxiang are going to find someone in southern Fujian, so they must narrow the target range of the person they are looking for;

Since Shishiro Tianfeng entrusted his youngest son to Ren Ci, the eldest son naturally gave it to the first person who had fought with him.

As long as you can find out who this person is, you can also find out who the person who planned everything is. This is a very shallow truth.

Although I don’t know who was the one who fought against Tianfeng Shishiro before Ren Ci, after analyzing by Han Wen and Chu Liuxiang, I already know:

First, this person must be very famous, so Tianfeng Shisilang would go to him first and then look for Ren Ci. There are not many people in the martial arts world who are more famous than the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and this range has been narrowed.

Second, this man must be extremely strong in martial arts, so he can hurt Tianfeng Shishiro.

Third, this man's temper must be as broad and generous as Ren Ci, so he took in Tianfeng Shishiro's orphan and taught him all his martial arts.

Fourth, this man must not like to show off, so although he defeated famous swordsmans from Japan, no one in the world knew about it.

Fifth, this person must also be in southern Fujian, so after Tianfeng Shishiro fought with him and was injured, he could still rush to meet Ren Ci in time.

With these judgments, it would be much easier to find someone, but after arriving in southern Fujian, they were completely disappointed.

People no longer remember the past twenty years ago. As for Chen, the two major martial arts families in Lin, who are in southern Fujian, they have never heard of the name Tianfeng Shishilang.

Within a day, Han Wen and Chu Liuxiang moved a lot more places, and at this time they came to Xianyou. Although the scenery in Xianyou was so popular, the two of them were very desolate. They didn't even have the interest to drink, and they just wanted to drink two cups of bitter tea.

Southern Fujian is a tea-producing area. In Xianyou Town, there are many teahouses, and tea-drinking utensils are very particular. People sitting in the teahouse have closed their eyes. They sip carefully with the tea cup smaller than wine glasses and drink tea in a large bowl. In the eyes of southern Fujian people, they look like a cow.

Chu Liuxiang also asked for the pot of Tieguanyin, which was both fragrant and bitter, and was so bitter that it was astringent. Although the tea was bitter, after drinking it, it left the fragrance on the teeth and cheeks, and the remaining sweet mouth was full.

After drinking two cups of tea, Chu Liuxiang's impetuous mood gradually calmed down. Only then did he realize that there were so many rules for southern Fujian people to drink tea, so that they could calm people and cultivate their minds and nature. They practiced it in this small cup of strong tea.

Although there are many people in the teahouse, everyone speaks softly. It is simply incomparable to the noisy and noisy in the teahouse in the north.

Han Wen closed his eyes and rested for a while, suddenly said, "After this matter, I don't plan to care about these so-called nosy things anymore! I want to find someone first!"

Chu Liuxiang frowned and said for a long time, "Who are you going to find?"

"A woman! You should have heard from me, Shi Guanyin!" Han Wen opened his eyes, looked at his hand, smiled, and said, "During this period, I feel that my martial arts have made some breakthroughs. This is the result of precipitation. I have realized something in my heart. What I need now is a powerful opponent!"

"What then?" Chu Liuxiang asked silently.

Han Wen showed a strange smile and said, "Of course I'm looking for a more powerful expert! If there is, please remember to call me!"

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At this time, two men in brocade clothes walked in with a loud voice and laughter. One of them had a yellow bag behind his back. While walking, he smiled and said, "Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is really a joy in life. I must have two drinks with Brother Feng today."

The other man had a beard on his face and laughed: "Brother Qian has been in southern Fujian for a long time. Do you have to drink tea and don't like drinking alcohol?"

The big man with a slut face smiled and said, "Wine! Brother Feng, you can drink it every day, but what I want to invite Brother Feng to taste today is the fairy taste in the tea. It's not my bragging about it. You are afraid that you have never drunk such tea in your life."

The people in the teahouse had already looked at him, but the man with a numb face seemed to be nowhere to be around and took out a long bamboo tube from the yellow cloth bag.

When he opened the bamboo tube, a fragrance came out, which made people intoxicated.

The bearded man smiled and said, "What a fragrant tea! I haven't seen you for many years, but I don't expect Brother Qian to become so elegant."

The big man from the hemp noodles carefully took out a pinch of tea and asked Dr. Tea to make a pot with good spring water. Then he turned his head and smiled: "To be honest, although this tea is on my own, if I hadn't met an old friend like Brother Feng, I wouldn't have been willing to drink it at all."

The bearded man smiled and said, "Brother Qian is reluctant to drink it, why do you carry it with you?"

The big man with a face smiled and said, "It's just because this tea is the most favorite thing for a martial arts senior. I have received great kindness from him in the past and have nothing to repay. I can only try every year to find this tea and send it to him to express my feelings. He will never accept other things."

The bearded man said, "But I don't know who this martial arts senior is? How could he make Brother Qian so fascinated?"

The big man with a face was even more proud and said slowly: "Brother Feng must have heard of Master Tianfeng's name?"

The bearded man said in a lost voice: "Master Tianfeng?... Could it be that he is the head of the Shaolin South Branch and the abbot of the Shaolin Temple in Putian?"

The big man with a face smiled and said, "It's him."

Han Wen suddenly raised his eyes.

Chu Liuxiang suddenly moved her heart, looked at Han Wen, smiled, then walked over and said with a smile: "Mantianxing, I am your old friend, why don't you invite me to have tea?"

The big man with a face looked at him and lowered his face and said, "Who is my friend? It seems that he is very beautiful."

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "Seven years ago, Lion Hutong, did Brother Qian forget it?"

Before he finished speaking, the man with a numb face suddenly stood up and said, "Is it true that you are..."

Chu Liuxiang laughed, cut off his words, and said, "Just remember, why bother mentioning my name."

The man with a face of mahjong actually threw himself down and said respectfully: "Seven years ago, if it weren't for the rescue of the young master, I, Qian Mazi, would have been trapped in the hands of Fang Huan, the "Plum Blossom Sword" and Qu Zihe, "Two-Palm Flips" and Qu Zihe. Although I, Qian Mazi, always want to repay the young master's kindness, I only regret that my son's sloppy tracks are wandering, but I don't want to see him today. It's such a blessing."

The bearded man was so moved by how respectful Qian Mazi was to the young man. However, he was also old and knew that the young man would not reveal his identity and origin. Naturally, he would never ask. He just clasped his fists and smiled, "I'm here to Feng Tianhe, I hope the young master will give me more advice in the future."

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "The name of Yeyou God has already been filled with thunder."

The four of them drank two cups of tea and chatted a few unrealistic words. Chu Liuxiang slowly turned to the topic. Looking at Qian Mazi, he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Tianfeng, who mentioned just now, is the Shaolin Ku monk who killed the eight evil spirits forty years ago, fought alone in the four elders of Tianmen, and was the powerful monk in Shaolin who was the world?"

Qian Mazi held her hands and said, "It's him!"

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "This master is said to have been isolated from the world for a long time, and he still has a tea lover."

Qian Mazi smiled and said, "After Master Cixin left, he should have held the Shaolin Portal, but he gave up the position of head to his second junior brother, Master Tianhu. Instead, he came to southern Fujian, and it is said that he is the famous tea here."

Chu Liuxiang pondered: "Master Tianfeng has been in charge of Putian Shaolin Temple for many years?"

Qian Mazi said: "It's only been twenty years."

Chu Liuxiang suddenly slapped the table and shouted: "Not bad! It's him. It must be him, I should have thought of it a long time ago."

Qian Mazi said in surprise: "Does the young master know him too?"

Chu Liuxiang looked happy and said, "Do you think Master Tianfeng's reputation is still above the former leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

Qian Mazi didn't know why he suddenly asked this sentence, and said blankly: "He is the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world today. Although the old leader Ren's gang is also famous, he is probably even worse than him."

Chu Liuxiang said: "He is naturally extremely skilled in martial arts."

Qian Mazi sighed: "I am afraid that even the young master... can't compare to it."

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "He has a profound cultivation level, so he is naturally broad-minded and generous, without showing his sharpness."

Qian Mazi smiled and said, "Although it is said in the world that he came to southern Fujian for tea tasting, I think that he is afraid that he is still indifferent to quietness, so he is unwilling to take over the portal of Shaolin, Songshan."

Chu Liuxiang sighed, "That's it. Before Ren Ci, who else would be the one who fought against Tianfeng Shishilang besides him? Tianfeng Shishilang could entrust his eldest son to him, so he would naturally die with peace of mind."

Qian Mazi felt even more strange and couldn't help asking: "Who is Tianfeng Shishiro?"

Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly and said, "That's a very strange person. Although he died in obscurity, he could enable the heads of the world's largest sect and the largest martial arts gang to raise his two sons on his behalf."

His thoughts flashed, and suddenly he said: "He challenged Master Tianfeng and Master Ren, to entrust his two sons to them separately. Could he have something sad and no longer wanted to live anymore. He just wanted his son to make a name for himself in the future? Could it be that he had already decided to die at the hands of Master Tianfeng and Master Ren, to ask them to raise these two children to the adulthood?"

Han Wen frowned, and was also a little shocked. He couldn't calm down for a long time, and said slowly: "Awesome!"

Qian Mazi became more and more confused as he heard it, and couldn't help but say, "Young Master, is it... Tian Feng Shishiro was willing to sacrifice his life for...?"

Chu Liuxiang sighed: "He knew that people like Master Tianfeng and Old Gang Ren would never adopt other people's children casually, but he died at their hands, so they would never refuse..."

Qian Mazi moved and said, "A father like this is really great, but I don't know who his two sons are?"

Chu Liuxiang said sadly: "One is Nangong Ling."

Qian Mazi suddenly said: "Can they be the new leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

Chu Liuxiang said: "That's right!"

Qian Mazi said: "What about one more?"

Chu Liuxiang said word by word: "There is another one...that is..." He suddenly sighed to the leader and said with a smirk: "I hope I guess wrong, I hope the mysterious murderer is not him... Brother Han! Your jokes are probably going to come true!"

Han Wen coldly posted: "I told you a long time ago that you can doubt all those who can doubt it!"

Qian Mazi, who was standing beside him, was startled and said, "Murderer?"

Chu Liuxiang sighed, "As far as I know, he has killed nine innocent people, his next one...", and said this, Chu Liuxiang suddenly jumped up again and said in a lost voice: "Is his next object Master Tianfeng?"

Han Wen said coldly: "Are you a monkey? You are jumping up and down!"

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose awkwardly, which shocked Qian Mazi. He wondered in his heart who this young man in black was. Even Chu Liuxiang, the famous thief, was respectful to him.

After thinking for a long time, Qian Mazi had no impression of Han Wen. He smiled and said, "Please rest assured that this person is. No matter who this person is, if he wants to harm Master Tianfeng, he is afraid that his death date has come. Although Master Tianfeng has not been concerned about worldly affairs for a long time, his martial arts have never been put aside."

Chu Liuxiang sighed and smiled bitterly, "If you knew who he was, you wouldn't say this anymore. He..."

Qian Mazi couldn't help asking again: "Who is he?"

Of course, Chu Liuxiang didn't want to say the person's name. After pondering for a while, she suddenly laughed and said, "I happened to have something to meet Master Tianfeng, and I happened to send the tea for you. I wonder if you can rest assured?"

Qian Mazi immediately sent the yellow cloth bag to Chu Liuxiang and smiled and said, "Don't talk about this mere bag of tea, even if the young master wants me Qian Mazi to hand over his life to the young master, I, Qian Mazi, will be relieved."

Chu Liuxiang smiled. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Dr. Tea hurried over. He bowed to Chu Liuxiang and smiled apologized: "On the table in the corner, there is a guest official who wants to say something to the two young masters. I wonder if the two young masters are willing to move over?"

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I saw a man in gray faced the corner of the wall on a table in the corner of the wall. He had been sitting there for more than half an hour, and had not even moved. He was wearing a big straw hat like a copper basin. At this moment, he hung the corner of the hat around his neck, and his entire head was blocked, revealing only a bunch of gray hair.

As soon as Chu Liuxiang walked into the teahouse, he felt that this person was a little strange. No matter what movements there were in the teahouse, the person always faced the corner and never looked back. He never looked at Chu Liuxiang and Han Wen from beginning to end, and Chu Liuxiang never saw his face. How could he suddenly talk to them at this moment?

Chu Liuxiang felt strange in her heart, and she had to go over and see if she wanted to. As soon as he walked over, the man had already stood up from his seat. Although this man still had not turned around, he seemed to have eyes behind him.
To be continued...