Chapter 283 The Most Foolish Man in the World

A month ago, after Tu Bi Weng and Dan Qingsheng left Mei Zhuang, Huang Zhong Gong seemed to have some realizations. He would go out from time to time to play a tune on the West Lake. His piano sounded like free and easy clouds and wild cranes.

Heibaizi had no idea what his elder brother was thinking. He actually mentioned it several times and asked him to go out and meet friends.

But he had been living in seclusion in Meizhuang for twelve years, so he didn't have any friends to meet.

On this day, Huang Zhonggong left the piano room again and went boating on the West Lake.

As usual, Heibaizi bypassed the deaf-mute old man and went to the basement carrying a pot of wine and a fat chicken.

In the basement, when Linghu Chong heard the noise, he knew that Hei Baizi had come. He was a little confused, feeling that this old guy had been coming to the basement quite often in recent times!
As soon as I woke up, he came.

Heibaizi put the fine wine and fat chicken into the secret room through the square hole. Linghu Chong picked up the wine pot and drank it.

This wine is just average, but conditions are limited nowadays, so it’s good to have some.

Linghu Chong didn't care and drank half the pot of wine in one breath. Then he tore off a chicken leg and started chewing it. In an instant, he had finished the pot of wine and the chicken.

Heibaizi listened to the sound and said with a smile: "Old man, please teach me the formula after you have eaten the fat chicken and drank the wine."

Linghu Chong patted his stomach, burped and said, "Okay, you remember these four sentences: 'The eight extraordinary meridians, the inner breath, gather in the Dantian, and meet in the Tanzhong.' Do you understand the solution?"

In fact, the original formula on the iron plate was: "The breath in Dantian spreads to the limbs, and the energy in Dantian is distributed to the eight meridians." Linghu Chong deliberately turned it upside down because he didn't want Heibaizi to learn Grandpa Ren's unique skills.

After listening to this, Hei Baizi felt that these four sentences were ordinary and were just ordinary methods of internal strength. He said, "I understand these four sentences. Please teach me four more sentences, senior."

Linghu Chong looked at the wine pot and chicken bones, and felt that he had to trick Hei Baizi. Otherwise, being locked up here would be fine, but not even being able to drink wine would be too miserable.

He thought for a moment and decided to give Hei Baizi a little Huashan shock, so he said: "I like today's wine very much, so I will teach you four more sentences, you remember them! Shatter the Yang meridians, block the Yin meridians, cut off all eight meridians, and the magic power will be achieved."

Hei Baizi was shocked after hearing this, and was full of confusion: "If the eight extraordinary meridians in this person's body are severed, how can he still be alive? I don't understand."

"If this kind of magical skill is easy to understand, wouldn't everyone be able to do it? How can it be so mysterious and strange?" Linghu Chong said leisurely while lying on the bed: "Real magical skills are like this, breaking through the common people's cognition and beyond the comprehension of ordinary people."

Hei Baizi frowned slightly. He could understand breaking through the ordinary people's knowledge, but your approach was a bit too wild.

Thinking back to the tone and words this person used, which were different from those of the man surnamed Ren, he immediately became suspicious and asked tentatively, "Eight meridians are cut off, but the divine power is naturally formed. Could it be that the old man himself has severed the eight extraordinary meridians?"

"Of course!"

Linghu Chong could tell that Hei Baizi was suspicious, so he said, "Wait until everything is passed on to you. Once you have absorbed it, you will be able to understand the mystery."

After saying this, he placed the wine jug on the plate and handed it out through the square hole. Heibaizi reached out to take it.

Linghu Chong suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and rushed forward, hitting his forehead on the iron gate with a bang.

Hei Baizi asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

As a man of great martial arts skills, he reacted very quickly. He stretched out his hand, reached into the square hole, and grabbed the wooden plate, fearing that the wine pot would fall to the ground and break.

In the blink of an eye, Linghu Chong reached up with his left hand, grabbed his right wrist, and said with a smile, "Hei Baizi, look at who I really am."

Hei Baizi was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "You...you..."

Linghu Chong originally wanted to teach Heibaizi a lesson by breaking his arm. In his opinion, among the four friends of Meizhuang, Heibaizi was the only sinister person who could think of locking himself up here.

Just after pressing the Neiguan and Waiguan acupoints on Heibaizi's right hand, he felt a surge of internal force continuously drilling into his body.

Hei Baizi was frightened so much that he used the move of a dragon leaving a cave, and kicked out with his left foot without a trace. The force of this kick was so strong that a weaker person would be seriously injured, while a stronger person would have no choice but to loosen his arms in order to avoid it.

But he forgot that there was a solid iron door between the two of them, and his kick hit the iron door, making a loud noise.

"Hahaha, come again, come again!" Linghu Chong laughed and provoked.

Hei Baizi only felt that his internal energy was surging out like the Yellow River flooding. He gritted his teeth, drew his sword and planned to cut off his right arm directly.

But as he exerted such force, his internal energy surged out, and he felt a buzzing in his ears and passed out.

Linghu Chong was a little confused. This Hei Baizi was too timid. He fainted after being frightened by the man who absorbed his internal energy.

"In that case, I'll use you to threaten Huang Zhonggong and ask him to let me out!" Linghu Chong smiled slightly, and with a little effort, he pulled Hei Baizi into the secret room.

"Eh?."

"hiss!"

Young Master Linghu immediately stripped off all the black and white pieces, and then stripped himself naked as well.

Then he changed into Heibaizi's clothes, and handcuffed Heibaizi's hands and feet in the iron rings of the shackles, squeezing them tightly until the iron rings sank deep into the flesh.

Heibaizi groaned in pain: "I deserve to die!"

"Hey, let's switch roles. It's your turn to enjoy the old man's care. I'm leaving first!"

Linghu Chong stuck his head out of the square hole and stretched his arms out of the cave. He gently pushed the iron door with his palms, shot out, and stood steadily on the ground. He walked up the tunnel and saw that the doors were ajar. He thought that Hei Baizi planned to lock them before going out.

In this way, Linghu Chong escaped from the cage effortlessly.

He walked through one sturdy door after another, thinking back to the days in the dark prison, it really seemed like a lifetime ago. Suddenly, he no longer held much hatred towards Huang Zhonggong and the others. He just felt that he was free now, so he didn't care about anything anymore.

I walked to the end of the tunnel and climbed up the stairs. There was an iron plate above my head. I listened carefully, but there was no sound.

After this incident, he became much more cautious and did not rush up immediately. He stood under the iron plate and waited for a long time, but still did not hear any sound. After confirming that Huang Zhonggong was not in the bedroom, he gently lifted the iron plate and jumped up.

After putting the iron plate in place and pulling up the mat, Linghu Chong tiptoed out.

Suddenly, the sound of a piano was heard.

Linghu Chong turned his head and saw Huang Zhonggong sitting on the rockery. He seldom drank, but at this moment there was a jar of wine next to him.

Huang Zhonggong looked at Linghu Chong, who was dressed in black and white, and said with a smile: "Young Master Feng is taller and stronger than my second brother. This suit doesn't fit him."

Linghu Chong looked around cautiously, worried about being ambushed by Tu Bi Weng.

"Young Master Feng, don't worry. My third and fourth brothers have gone to the capital to meet friends. Only my second brother and I are at Meizhuang." Huang Zhonggong said calmly.

After hearing this, Linghu Chong immediately felt relieved and asked, "I just want to know why you four friends of Plum Manor imprisoned me?"

Huang Zhonggong sighed, looked at Linghu Chong and asked, "I also want to know, how did the person in the secret room become you?"

"You didn't know I was locked in there?!" Linghu Chong was surprised. From what Huang Zhonggong said, he knew there was someone else locked in the secret room.

"None of this matters anymore. In the final analysis, it was us four brothers who were greedy."

Huang Zhonggong shook his head and said sadly: "If the devil escapes, he will definitely stir up blood and gore in the martial arts world. The devil will not let go of what you have done in Huashan."

"Which demon?" Linghu Chong was puzzled, not knowing what Huang Zhonggong was talking about.

At this moment, Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei brought out the black and white pieces. Linghu Chong's expression froze, and one hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

"Go!" Huang Zhonggong looked at the three people and said calmly.

Hei Baizi looked up at Huang Zhonggong, tears streaming down his face: "Brother, I am sorry for you." "Just live a good life from now on." Huang Zhonggong smiled, waved his hand, and urged: "Let's go! The world is so big, there is always a place for you to live."

"Brother." Hei Baizi wanted to say something, but was carried away by Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei, and disappeared outside Meizhuang in the blink of an eye.

“Young Master Feng, you should go too!” Huang Zhonggong looked at Linghu Chong and said calmly, “If you don’t leave now, you may not be able to leave.”

Linghu Chong wanted to ask more questions, but the next moment he heard an old voice coming from outside: "Mr. Huang Zhong, you are so brave!"

Immediately afterwards, four figures appeared and surrounded Linghu Chong and Huang Zhonggong.

Linghu Chong took a look and saw that the other party was three old men in their fifties and a middle-aged woman. All four of them were wearing black shirts and yellow belts around their waists.

"If I am not brave, I would not have lived here for twelve years."

Huang Zhonggong smiled carefreely, bowed to the four people, and said: "Four elders, I am unworthy of the trust of the leader and have committed a heinous crime. I can only die to apologize for my sin. This young man Feng was only innocently implicated. Please show mercy and let him go!"

Linghu Chong was surprised. He didn't expect that at this moment, Huang Zhonggong would still speak up to protect him.

So he was really deceived?

The one who deceived him.
One of the big men said, "Mr. Huang Zhong, the four of us have been ordered by the leader to find out the truth about the escape of the wanted criminal. If you tell the truth and do not hide anything, then...then we may ask the leader to plead for you and ask for your mercy."

Huang Zhonggong sighed and said, "Even if the leader is merciful and the four elders are kind to me, how can I live in this world with dignity?"

"A while ago, I was reminded by a good friend and started to investigate this matter."

The middle-aged woman suddenly interrupted and asked, "Who is the friend who reminded you?"

Everyone was stunned and immediately understood what she meant.

The fact that he was able to remind Huang Zhonggong means that he must be an insider. He was able to receive the news before them and must be related to this matter.

"Elder Sang is joking," Huang Zhonggong said calmly, "This matter has nothing to do with that good friend."

Sang Sanniang said coldly: "How can you be sure that he has nothing to do with it? What if he planned it? He reminded you just to humiliate you."

"Because my good friend is the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites of the imperial court."

"." The four elders immediately shut up. Not only was he a high-ranking official in the imperial court, but he was also a disciple of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. How could he plan such an outrageous thing?

"Hahaha"

At this time, a burst of laughter was heard, and the sound shook the roof tiles. Linghu Chong's ears were buzzing, and he felt the blood surging in his chest and abdomen, and he felt indescribably sad.

Then there was a loud bang, a wall was knocked over, and a burly old man walked in from the hole in the wall, followed by another person.

Linghu Chong saw the person coming and shouted excitedly, "Brother Xiang!"

"Brother Linghu!" Xiang Wentian saw that Linghu Chong was fine and greeted him with a smile.

"Linghu? So you are Linghu Chong, the abandoned disciple of Mount Hua!"

Huang Zhonggong looked at Linghu Chong and shook his head again, saying, "No, no, Gentleman Sword Yue Buqun expelled Linghu Chong from the sect in mid-June. You came to Plum Manor in early June, and you were still a disciple of Huashan at that time!"

Linghu Chong was even more shocked than Huang Zhonggong: "What did you say? Master expelled me from the sect? Why did Master do this?"

As for the other four people, they looked at the burly old man with horror, "It turned out to be Senior Ren."

The man snorted and stepped forward. The four elders subconsciously took two steps back.

He sucked it up casually, and a chair flew out of the room and landed right behind him.

After sitting down, he looked at Linghu Chong and said, "Brother Linghu, how are you?"

When Linghu Chong heard his voice, he was pleasantly surprised and asked, "You...you are Senior Ren?"

The man smiled and said, "That's right, your swordsmanship is superb! Much better than that useless minister!"

During this time he traveled around the world, he also heard many rumors about the eldest disciple of the Hengshan School, saying that he was the best of the younger generation in the Five Mountains, that he had superb swordsmanship, and that he was a benchmark in the righteous martial arts world.

Although he had never seen it, he knew the nature of those gangsters. They would just brag about others when they became officials.

"I didn't expect that Senior Ren also escaped! I was still thinking..."

"You're still thinking of saving me, right?" Old Ren laughed and said to Xiang Wentian, "Brother Xiang, you're such a nice friend."

Xiang Wentian held Linghu Chong's hand and said, "Brother Linghu is a man of integrity and courage. He is truly a true hero of the time."

"What a man of blood, he is nothing but the most foolish person in the world."

Huang Zhonggong played the zither for a while, his expression rare and clear. He looked at Linghu Chong and said, "Originally, I thought you were a hero of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and the successor of Feng Qingyang. Now it seems that your Five Mountains Sword Sect is really unlucky to have you. Feng Qingyang is really as blind as ever."

"Compared with Ou Youhao. No, you are not even qualified to be compared with Ou Youhao."

Linghu Chong's face turned pale. He had been in the industry for so long, but no one had ever said this to him.

"Mr. Huang Zhong, you are greedy and blind, yet you still have the nerve to criticize others!" Xiang Wentian's face turned cold, and he said to Mr. Huang Zhong: "Today, I will teach you a lesson, you old and confused zither player."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Wentian flew towards Huang Zhonggong.

Huang Zhong Gong plucked the zither with his fingers, and the sound of the zither sounded like the cry of a phoenix in Kungang Mountain, the whispers of inner chambers, soft and graceful. Suddenly it was silent, and suddenly it was loud and clear.

Xiang Wentian's internal strength is extremely profound, and he should have been easily affected by the Seven-String Invisible Sword.

However, Xiang Wentian had practiced a martial art called the Small Method of Absorbing Energy into the Earth, and his control over internal strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, so Huang Zhonggong's piano music had little effect on him.

Seeing Xiang Wentian approaching, Huang Zhonggong changed his technique and the sound of the zither became louder and louder.

Linghu Chong subconsciously shouted: "Six Dings, open the mountain!"

Xiang Wentian stepped back violently, flew to avoid the attack, and then slapped Huang Zhonggong from mid-air.

Huang Zhonggong was unable to dodge and was knocked off the rockery by Xiang Wentian's palm, and the strings of his zither broke.

"Mr. Huang Zhong!" Linghu Chong stepped forward and tried to help him up, but was pushed away by Mr. Huang Zhong.

Xiang Wentian narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Huang Zhong, as long as you apologize to my brother Linghu and submit to Master Ren, we will spare your life."

"hehe."

Huang Zhonggong slowly stood up, straightened his clothes, and said calmly: "My four brothers joined the Sun Moon Divine Sect with the original intention of doing good deeds in the martial arts world. But the leader Ren has a bad temper and abuses his power, so my four brothers decided to quit early."

"After the Eastern Sect Leader took over, he favored treacherous people and eliminated the old brothers in the sect. The four of us were even more discouraged and lazy. We asked for this job. On the one hand, we can stay away from Black Wood Cliff and don't have to fight with others. On the other hand, we can live in the West Lake and read books to relieve our worries. In the past twelve years, we have enjoyed enough peace and quiet."

"Young Master Linghu, if you see your friend Ou someday, please tell me a message."

"It is worthwhile for me to have lived in seclusion in West Lake for twelve years if I have met my friend Ou."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zhonggong, smiling, cut his own heart and died.
(End of this chapter)