Chapter 138: Song Rufeng's Guess

Heng Xian pretended to be blank: "Oh? What big thing?"

Xu Wei said solemnly: "We fought two battles with that group of thieves. We won the first, but in the second, the leader brought a demon as a helper, and Uncle Master Song was seriously injured!"

"There's such a thing?"

Heng Xian's face "changed greatly," "Where is Uncle Master Song?"

Ma Buyin said: "In the main residence in the backyard, Junior Sister Lin, Junior Sister Tong, and the others are there!"

"Take me there quickly!" Heng Xian said anxiously.

A group of people hurried inside until they reached a courtyard in front of the main residence.

Ye Xiaoyao, Xiao Qiyun, and Jiang Ziyi stood at the courtyard gate, their eyes red, and when they saw Heng Xian coming, they ignored him.

Heng Xian brewed his emotions slightly and roared sadly: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master, are you okay?"

He staggered toward the room.

It was simpler than a biological disciple.

"Uh..." Ye Xiaoyao, Jiang Ziyi, and Ma Buyin's group were all slightly stunned.

In the room, Lin Shuyu, Tong Quezi, Bai Ziqi, County Governor Ke Zhenhai, and several clan leaders of the city stood to the side,

Song Rufeng sat cross-legged on the bed, wrapped in gauze, his expression listless, his face as pale as paper.

"Uncle Master Song!" Heng Xian rushed into the room with a concerned and sad face, ran to Song Rufeng, "How are you?"

Everyone in the room was stunned. Was the relationship between Heng Xian and Uncle Master Song... so deep?

No! It should be that Heng Xian valued the sense of belonging to the sect extremely highly.

Song Rufeng opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at him coldly, didn't buy it, and acted officially: "How... did the matter... go?"

"Oh!" Heng Xian wiped the non-existent tears from the corner of his eyes, "This disciple racked his brains, was cautious, and used all his ability to infiltrate the inside of the thieves in the Hundred-Mile Withered Marsh, but..."

He looked at Ke Zhenhai: "But I didn't see a shadow of half a young girl!"

Song Rufeng looked at Ke Zhenhai coldly: "What's going on?"

Ke Zhenhai's face changed slightly: "According to reliable information, my daughter and the ninety-seven young girls are indeed in the mountain thief den in the Hundred-Mile Withered Marsh, there's no mistake, could they have been transferred elsewhere?"

Song Rufeng looked at Heng Xian coldly: "Did you not go at all?"

Heng Xian's expression was solemn: "How can Uncle Master say that about me? I, Heng Xian, am a true disciple. I dare not say my ability is outstanding, but at least I am bold and dare to break in. A mere thief den, if I went, I went; if I didn't, I didn't!"

Song Rufeng opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, when he suddenly clutched his chest, screamed, and spat out a pool of black-brown blood.

"Uncle Master!"

"Elder Song!"

Everyone was shocked.

Tong Quezi looked at Heng Xian uncomfortably and said: "The blade wounds on Uncle Master are secondary; the important thing is that he was poisoned by the scorpion demon, which needs to be resolved slowly. The process is very painful, and we can't help, so let's withdraw!"

Everyone nodded and turned to leave the room.

Song Rufeng, who was screaming, suddenly raised his head, looked at Heng Xian's back, his face twisted, his eyes changed several times, and finally roared: "Heng Xian brat, it's you! It's you who calculated me, right? It's you who directed the thief leader and the scorpion demon!"

He was in extreme pain at this time, but he was very confused and puzzled. When Baoyu sprinkled Phoenix Spirit Flower powder on him, he said the word "he."

Who is this "he"? How could "he" know his weakness, and how could "he" know his habits?

In the vicinity of Weiwu County, who had the ability to calculate him and knew his weakness??

Calculating back and forth, it seemed only this Heng Xian was possible!

This brat, several times on the road, had been in danger and survived, which was a bit abnormal.

This time going to the Hundred-Mile Withered Marsh and meeting Baoyu, it was very likely they conspired together.

Everyone was shocked and turned to look at Song Rufeng, then at Heng Xian.

Heng Xian's face changed several times, and he couldn't help but be angry and ashamed: "Uncle Master Song, I respect you as an elder and care about your body! How can you suspect me and insult me again and again?"

Song Rufeng's voice was hoarse, his eyes red: "Stop pretending! Your master must have learned my weakness from somewhere and told you.

You have a grudge against my two disciples, so you hate me too. You bought Baoyu with heavy money, and bought a Yuan Dan Realm scorpion demon with some treasures your master gave you,

and conspired with them to harm me, is that it? Huh?"

Lin Shuyu, Ma Buyin, Tong Quezi, including Ke Zhenhai and a group of clan leaders, couldn't help but frown.

Heng Xian secretly said, damn! This old guy actually guessed it right, but he said angrily: "Uncle Master Song, are you crazy? What are you talking about? It's all a mess, don't bully people too much, I'm telling you!"

"I'll kill you!" Song Rufeng made a move to pounce.

Lin Shuyu blocked in front and scolded heavily: "Uncle Master Song, please take care of your body, you must not have wild thoughts!"

Scolded by Lin Shuyu, Song Rufeng calmed down a bit, snorted, sat cross-legged again, and struggled painfully.

Tong Quezi waved her hand, and everyone filed out of the room.

Outside the door, Ma Buyin closed the room door, listening to the painful roar inside, and shook his head.

Lin Shuyu looked at Heng Xian: "Uncle Master Song is poisoned by the scorpion, in extreme pain, it's inevitable that his mind is a bit blurred and he says some wrong things, Junior Brother, don't take it to heart!"

Heng Xian nodded with emotion: "I only hope Uncle Master Song gets better soon, how could I take it to heart!"

Everyone nodded slightly and walked toward the courtyard gate.

Not far away in the courtyard stood Ye Xiaoyao and Xiao Qiyun, looking at Heng Xian with undisguised malice: "Heng Xian, whether it was you, you know in your heart!"

Heng Xian remained silent.

Ma Buyin scolded: "What are you talking about? No respect for seniority!"

Ye Xiaoyao's breathing was heavy: "He was fifteen, and he played the elders of more than ten families in the city in the palm of his hand!

At fifteen, he directed a great battle between ten families, and even made our nine families disappear!

Master was right just now, it's very likely he planned it..."

"Slap!" Before he finished speaking, he was slapped heavily by Ma Buyin, "An inner disciple offending a true disciple, have you treated the sect laws as dung?"

Ye Xiaoyao calmed down instantly and bowed: "I was wrong, sorry Senior Brother Heng, Senior Brother Ma!"

Heng Xian sighed and didn't explain.

Ma Buyin and the others were all a bit embarrassed, Xu Wei simply said: "Senior Brother Heng, let's go drink some wine?"

Ma Buyin said: "Right, right, right, Senior Brother Heng has also traveled a long way, let's drink some wine to calm our nerves!"

Immediately, several people crowded Heng Xian out of the courtyard, and the group behind them also dispersed.

Only Ke Zhenhai and several clan leaders had flickering eyes and hurried toward a place.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the moon came out.

Xu Wei, Zhao Ying, and Ma Buyin set up five small dishes and two jars of old wine in a small pavilion.

Plus Heng Xian, the four of them chatted while eating.

Ma Buyin sighed: "I've done this kind of mission several times, but never one with so many twists and turns, and an elder seriously injured, that's never happened before!

If we can exterminate that group of thieves, find those girls, and drive away the demons, the mission will be complete. At that time, I think the merit points from the Reward Hall won't be few."

Zhao Ying asked curiously: "Senior Brother Heng, in the thief den, did you really not see those girls?"

Heng Xian ate a piece of salted chicken and nodded: "Really didn't, that group of thieves didn't look like they were snatching young girls, I suspect this Uncle Master Ke Zhenhai has a problem!"

Ma Buyin and the others looked at each other: "Could it be that Uncle Master Ke still has things he's hiding from us?"

Just as they were talking, a green gas mass, vaguely like a human figure, floated out from under a pitch-black rockery nearby.

Zhao Ying was startled: "What kind of ghost thing is this?"

Ma Buyin frowned: "Looks like... an Earth Soul?"

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Ma Buying frowned, "It looks like... an Earth Soul?"

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