Chapter 148 Charter

There was no one else around. Zhang Yan's sudden shout was very thought-provoking. Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and secretly channeled his inner strength, turned around and said calmly: "Brother Zhang, is there anything else?"

Zhang Yan grinned and waved his hand: "It's nothing important. I just remembered that I still don't know my little brother's name. It's really careless."

"Oh, that's it."

Mo Yu dissipated his inner strength, cupped his hands and replied: "Mo Yu."

He did not believe that Zhang Yan suddenly remembered that if the charter entrusted him with the responsibility of guarding the gate, he would never be so careless. Therefore, it was probably a test, and he immediately started investigating after writing down his name.

The investigation results will definitely reveal that he is not from Yihe City, so the clues will turn to the inside of Wuyi Mountain to find the old man.

To tell the truth, Linglong had called herself "Brother Mo" during the cricket fight before, and she responded accordingly, so there would be no accidents.

"Brother Mo,"

Zhang Yan patted Mo Yu on the shoulder and said with unclear meaning: "There are many talkative people in the house, and you are a stranger. If you need anything, just send someone to call me."

"Then there's Brother Lao Zhang." Mo Yu nodded in agreement.

After exchanging a few words of greetings again, the two parted ways, with Mo Yu heading towards the pavilion and Zhang Yan heading back the way he came.

There are several arches outside the pavilion, and through it is a vast courtyard. The courtyard is equipped with pavilions, stone tables and chairs, and some weapons training equipment. The pavilion sits directly north of the courtyard.

There were two Jinfu disciples guarding outside the courtyard gate. Mo Yu showed his belt card, and the two disciples instantly recognized the belt card.

"Do you know Elder Gu Yuan?"

It turned out that the old man's name was Gu Yuan.

Mo Yu nodded and clasped his hands: "Excuse me, I'll let you know and I'll tell you that my friend is here for the appointment."

Upon hearing the word "fighting friends", the two disciples' suspicions disappeared and they became friendly.

Gu Yuan was famous in Wuyi Mountain for not doing his job properly, loving to fight insects, and going his own way. Even so, as one of the only elders, he was still very respected by his disciples.

One person went in to report, and the other person looked at Mo Yu with twinkling eyes: "Brother, do you know how to fight insects?"

Mo Yu was stunned. He didn't expect this person to ask such a question. In order to avoid disputes, he had no choice but to say: "I know a little bit about it."

"Very awesome?" The man was filled with curiosity and excitement, and he saw that he was also a person who enjoyed this.

"So-so." Mo Yu shook his head helplessly.

"What kind of alien species is it? Can you take it out for me to have a look at?" The man rubbed his hands, having forgotten his duty of guarding and was filled with fun.

This makes Mo Yu very embarrassed. Fighting insects are just a cover. How can we really find a different species for this person?

Zuo Gu said that he was prevaricating, but the disciple made up his mind that Mo Yu didn't want to show him, and kept irritating him with his words, which was annoying.

Just when Mo Yu was annoyed and wanted to get angry, a loud laugh came from the courtyard: "Hahaha, which fighting friend came to see me?"

Such an unscrupulous voice was that of Gu Yuan.

The disciple "Youyuan" who was pestering Mo Yu stopped his thoughts and returned to normal without moving.

Not long after, Gu Yuan and the talented disciple walked out. They were slovenly, with long horse-like faces covered with beards. They looked Mo Yu up and down with beady eyes: "Who are you?"

Good guy, I forgot who Mo Yu is!

Mo Yu forced himself to calm down and glanced at the two disciples. The two disciples looked normal and showed little vigilance, indicating that Gu Yuan often forgot the name of his fighting comrades and gave a false alarm.

"A few days ago, there was a quiet lake in the city." Mo Yu reminded.

Gu Yuan blinked his eyes sharply, stroking his beard with his hand. After taking two breaths, he showed a sudden expression, but was soon replaced by doubts: "The one who fights insects with me is a little girl, who are you?"

Mo Yu sighed angrily, and couldn't help but feel the urge to curse in his heart. This old man's cultivation was not weak, but his memory was extremely poor. His mind was full of fighting bugs and playing around, and he was getting worse with his age.

"I'm her brother." Mo Yupi smiled.

"Oh, oh, oh, it's you, I remembered it."

Gu Yuan patted his head with his right hand and pointed at Mo Yu with his left hand, without any embarrassment: "There have been so many fights these days that I forgot about you, hahaha, let's go and talk inside."

Mo Yu followed Gu Yuan with a dark face, listening to his talk about how high-spirited he had been recently, how many opponents he had defeated, how many bets he had won, and so on.

There were a dozen or so disciples practicing kung fu in the courtyard, and they all greeted Gu Yuan when they arrived. However, Gu Yuan ignored this at all and led Mo Yu straight into the building.

Mo Yu clearly saw disgust in the eyes of several disciples, indicating that Wuyi Mountain was not that kind, at least not in Gu Yuan.

"I remember you said last time that you have a good friend who also likes this and raises excellent cricket species. What about the others? Why didn't they come with you?"

Gu Yuan pushed open a room at the corner of the second floor with a rather unhappy look on his face.

Entering the house, Gu Yuan found a chair to sit down on his own, poured tea and drank without greeting Mo Yu.

Mo Yu walked over to Gu Yuan and sat down without hesitation, and said calmly: "After my close friend asked me about Senior Gu, he looked shocked and bluntly said that Senior is a legendary figure in the world of cricket fighting and has a great reputation. He felt that he was dwarfed by him.

, sighed and admitted defeat, and asked me to come and tell him about this, and at the same time express his admiration on his behalf."

"oh?"

Gu Yuan's face couldn't help but glow red, and he was deeply impressed, but on the surface he remained stern: "It's ridiculous, how did your friend know my name?"

"Elder Gu once gave me a waist card." Mo Yu chuckled and pointed out the mystery.

"I see."

Gu Yuan suddenly realized, thinking about Mo Yu's compliments just now, he laughed out loud and pushed the teapot towards Mo Yu: "Your friend is somewhat self-aware and retreated when he saw the difficulties, which indirectly avoided the pain of falling in love. Yes, yes,

Bring him here when you have time, and I will give him some pointers."

Mo Yu felt contempt in his heart, and calmly picked up the teapot and poured it out. The first level was passed, and now he should consider how to spy on the situation in Wuyi Mountain.

While drinking tea, Gu Yuan took out a few wooden tubes to play with. Through the gaps at the bottom of the wooden tubes, he could see that they contained crickets. They were big, powerful, and kept chirping.

"Elder Gu, with your superb fighting skills, I'm afraid there are very few people in your sect who can claim your honor, right?" Mo Yu put down his tea cup, decided to go along with what he wanted, and started to talk gradually.

"That's natural."

Gu Yuan was very proud of himself. He whistled at the bug tube and swung his legs: "Those old stubborns don't understand the customs at all. They usually run in and out on the pretext of correcting the situation. How can they understand the joy of this way?"

Mo Yu's eyes flashed when he heard this, and his mind quickly filtered the information.

What Du Feng said is true. Wuyishan has been working hard for a comeback since its collapse, but the top and bottom are not united. There are also many people like Gu Yuan who are broken and broken.

"This junior saw the disciples outside looking at the ancient elder with adoring eyes. It shows that your cultivation is outstanding and popular among the people. May I ask if you are the number one master of your sect?" Mo Yu came out with a high hat on his head again.

"this……"

Gu Yuan was hesitant and had no answer. He asked himself, his strength was considered to be the lowest among the elders, how could he be as good as the first? Besides, the disciples all looked at him with admiration. Is this really true?

On the one hand, he wanted to admit it, but on the other hand, he felt weak. Gu Yuan had to pick up his teacup and drink.

"Ahem, senior, I was the one who was abrupt, since..."

"That's natural!"

Seeing Mo Yu's words flickering and his eyes showing suspicion, Gu Yuan immediately interrupted Mo Yu's words. He puffed up his chest out of vanity and said forcefully: "Except for the headmaster, those five guys can only surpass me by three degrees."

,No, it’s the number of two people!”

After saying this, Gu Yuan regretted it. Since he was already trying to make a fool of himself, why not mention one less person, or admit the number one spot directly?

Naturally, Mo Yu didn't know Gu Yuan's thoughts and automatically ignored the latter's uncertain expression.

The information shown in Gu Yuan’s words is very important!

There are six elders in Wuyishan besides the leader, and most of those five are much higher than Gu Yuan. Conservatively speaking, Gu Yuan should be at the bottom of the list.

"Elder Gu, you not only possess the magical skills of fighting insects, but also have excellent cultivation. You will definitely have a proud disciple to inherit your mantle and spread your fame." Mo Yu struck while the iron was hot and endured the awkwardness to give Gu Yuan gold.

"Oh, it's hard to put it into words,"

Gu Yuan completely wiped his face, put away a few insect tubes, smoothed his beard and looked like a master, and looked at Mo Yu with serious words: "The young disciples I sent are all in their early thirties, and they are all impatient and despondent.

No one can penetrate my eyes. I think back to those days..."

Another round of chattering, Gu Yuan, an old guy, had no idea that he had completely exposed the bottom of Wuyishan, sinking himself and intoxicating in vanity.

Except for a few elders in Wuyi Mountain, the number of disciples is very small, and most of them do not seek advancement and are content with the status quo. This will not pose much of a threat. As long as the high-level combat power is dealt with, it will collapse.

Gu Yuan stopped talking when he was tired. He turned his head and saw that Mo Yu was still listening and admiring him. He felt satisfied and said in his heart, "It's not worth my words."

The trick has been revealed, and no other useful information can be found from this old guy. As long as other elders in Wuyi Mountain are not stupid, they will not tell the core secrets to a person who only loves heresy.

When Mo Yu was considering whether to leave, there was a sudden noise in the courtyard downstairs. Hearing the noise, Gu Yuan stood up, opened the window and looked down: "What is he doing here?"

Mo Yu walked over to take a look out of curiosity, but Gu Yuan did not stop him. Instead, he thought that this junior was pretty good, so he gave Mo Yu a better view of his background.

At the gate of the courtyard, I saw Wuyishan disciples standing on two sides, bending down with their hands clasped, and two middle-aged men in brocade clothes walked in slowly, talking and laughing, showing an extraordinary momentum.

The man on the left is tall and thin, well-dressed, holding a green beard whisk in his right hand, and extending his left hand to guide the way. He does not need a beard, and looks like a master.

The man on the right has a slightly rich figure, holds his hands behind his back, strides forward, his hair is neatly tied up, and he nods frequently to the person next to him.

Mo Yu sensed a dangerous aura from the two of them at the first glance. The one who dressed up as a Taoist must be a martial arts master.

And the fat man is not simple either. He has his hands behind his back and his mouth is full of strength. He always keeps a distance of one meter between his strides. He looks at himself and smiles with a knife hidden in his face.

"Elder Gu, who are those two people who are treated better than you?" Mo Yu saw that Gu Yuan's face was not very good-looking, so he repeated his old tricks and spoke to the general.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yuan rarely refuted, and said in a muffled voice: "The man on the left is Lu Pingsong, the leader of our faction, and the man on the right is Zhang Cheng."

When Gu Yuan mentioned the names of these two people, he showed no respect. On the contrary, he was somewhat defensive. It seemed that something unpleasant had happened between him and the other party, which made Gu Yuan feel resentful.

Mo Yu's most direct guess is: Gu Yuan didn't listen to advice and played too much, which led to punishment from the head.

When Wuyishan cooperated with Zhang Cheng, Gu Yuan took advantage of the prestige of the city lord's palace and acted arrogantly. In order to satisfy his vanity, he did things that harmed the reputation of Zhang Zhang. However, Zhang Zhang used means to warn him, and a rift arose.

"They're coming up." Gu Yuan closed the window with an ugly face.
Chapter completed!