Wang Xiaojun actively bathed and changed clothes for Kuai'er, but it was not all out of kindness to prevent the old man from fighting with him. He was trying his best to come up with various ways to delay time.

Hu Tailai said funnyly: "Don't talk nonsense, this old man might be of great seniority in Wudang."

Wang Xiaojun's eyes lit up and said, "Yes, why did you forget this? I'll ask him later when he comes out. If you don't say anything else, he probably knows where the Wudang Sect's base is!"

More than ten minutes later, the sound of water in the bathroom kept coming. Wang Xiaojun walked to the bathroom door and knocked on the door, but no one inside agreed.

"Old madman?" Wang Xiaojun raised his voice and shouted a few times.

Tang Sisi said: "Is the old man not suffering from oxygen when he washes, right?"

Wang Xiaojun rushed into the bathroom and the shower was on. But Ku Haier and the clothes he placed there disappeared. The window opened. It seemed that Ku Haier jumped out after taking a shower.

Wang Xiaojun shook his head and said, "A madman is a madman after all, I hope he will not come to me again in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the noise in the corridor. Then more than a dozen security guards broke into the house without saying a word. The thin man in the lead glared and said, "Who is Wang Xiaojun?"

"I am..." As soon as Wang Xiaojun said three words, the two security guards behind the thin man immediately rushed up and grabbed Wang Xiaojun's arm. The thin man waved his hand again, and these people were about to take the person away directly.

Wang Xiaojun gently struggled and threw the two security guards aside, wondering: "What are you doing?"

Seeing that he dared to resist, the thin man said coldly: "Did you go to Zixiao Palace in the middle of the night last night?"

Wang Xiaojun said: "I've gone, and I've seen two of you guys being knocked out."

The thin man beat him up and said, "Okay, dare to act! The person who beat us still left his name. Now he knows why we are looking for you?"

Wang Xiaojun sighed, he was really afraid of anything he was afraid of. Yesterday, Zixiao Palace was tortured by the bitter boy. In order to protect Emperor Zhenwu, he fought with him, but there was no witness in all this, and he said: "Where are you two brothers present? What do they say?"

The thin man said angrily: "You dare to ask. They were knocked unconscious for no reason. They heard someone signing up and saying they were called Wang Xiaojun. What else do you say?"

Wang Xiaojun said: "You ask them to confront me in person. If there is a misunderstanding here, you must explain it clearly."

The thin man said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, go to the security department with us. You said it was a destruction of historical relics. It would be good if we didn't report the case directly and let the police arrest you. If you have anything to say, you will tell him when you see our leader."

Wang Xiaojun said in anger: "You either let the two of you talk to me yesterday, or you ask your boss to come here to see me. I'm fucking about your Wudang. Do you want to arrest people without asking?"

Hu Tailai stood in front of Wang Xiaojun without saying a word. Tang Sisi stood with one foot against the bedside table, and opened the drawer with her hand to pull the various small pieces inside. At this distance, she could just throw something with her wrist strength, which was a big killer.

When the thin man saw that these three people dared to "resist" openly, he reached out and pulled out a steel crutch from his waist. It was a kind of thing that welded a handle on the steel pipe. This thing is more common when the riot police use it with a shield. It can attack and defend from the distance, and it is very strong. Wang Xiaojun reached out to snatch his steel crutch. The dozen security guards behind the thin man showed the same weapon together when they saw this.

Wang Xiaojun turned the steel into a circle in an understatement and threw it out the window.

"You...what do you want to do?" The thin man used his ability to climb the clouds. He had just slipped behind the security guards without seeing how he moved. The steel crutch was specially made by him, and the wall thickness was much thicker than that of ordinary steel crutch. This strength was enough to be used as a slope for a large truck. The other party raised his orchid finger and broke it into a hula hoop. Anyway, he no longer wanted to lead the way.

Other security guards are not stupid. The reason why they came so many people was because they thought that the two colleagues who were knocked out of motion, they thought that the person they wanted to catch might be more difficult to deal with. Now it is not difficult to deal with at all, but there is no hope! Everyone is irreversible in their hands, so they have to pretend that they are literati and poets playing with the fan and weigh it in their palms. They wish they could open it and reveal a landscape painting...

Wang Xiaojun sat at the head of the bed and said depressedly: "You all go. Let the responsible person come and talk to me."

The thin man stretched his neck behind his younger brothers, saying, "But it's hard to explain when we go back like this."

Wang Xiaojun glanced at him and said, "What do you want?"

The thin man stopped talking, and to be fair, he felt that even if someone asked them to leave, he would be considered to be the end of righteousness.

At the moment of stalemate, two young Taoists pulled away the security guards and said politely, "Who is Wang Xiaojun?"

Wang Xiaojun raised one hand: "I."

The two Taoist priests bowed together and said, "Hello, donor Wang, our senior brother wants to ask you to meet each other. I wonder if it is convenient for you?"

"Who is your senior brother?"

"You will know when the donor arrives."

Wang Xiaojun said: "Can you not go?"

The two Taoist priests looked at each other and said, "Okay... If the donor is inconvenient, we will come again another day."

Wang Xiaojun stood up and said, "Okay, then I'll go with you."

The thin man looked at Wang Xiaojun in amazement, feeling deeply moved. Their failure this time was not entirely due to the low force, but also because he could not figure out the other party's temper...

Wang Xiaojun smiled when he passed by the thin man and said, "Did you see it? If you want someone to follow you, you should be polite."

Hu Tailai and Tang Sisi followed in confusion, and the two Taoist priests didn't care. They never looked at the security guards from the beginning to the end. It seemed that these people had never existed. The thin man and the others dared not stop him, and watched several people leave the hotel.

The two young Taoist priests were just polite but not enthusiastic. After leaving the hotel, they said nothing and led the way silently. As the road became more remote and difficult to walk, they had already left the scenic area. After walking for more than half an hour, they suddenly came to a yard in the valley. There was an inconspicuous gossip hanging on the eaves of the main house, with bright lights inside.

Wang Xiaojun and the others were also in their hearts at this moment. It seemed that they had finally arrived at the territory of the Wudang Sect.

The two Taoist priests still said politely: "The eldest brother Yan Ming only saw the donor Wang and the donor. Please follow us to the wing room to see the tea."

Hu Tailai whispered: "If you have something to do, just shout."

At that moment, a Taoist priest led Hu Tailai and Tang Sisi to the wing room. Another Taoist priest pushed open the door of the main house. What surprised Wang Xiaojun was that the first thing that caught his eye was a large circle table, which was very spacious. There were about a dozen people sitting around the round table, with tea cups on the table, but the smell of rice was floating. It seemed that they had just had supper.

The young Taoist priest who led the way came into the house and bowed and said, "Dear uncles, senior brothers, donor Wang Xiaojun has arrived." Wang Xiaojun suddenly didn't know how to treat him. Hey, "You Taoist priests have just finished eating?" After he said this, he found that there were actually only a few people in the house wearing Taoist robes, and the remaining people were about fifty or sixty years old, and their clothes were different. Some were playing with tea cups, and some swept here indifferently.

Wang Xiaojun was feeling embarrassed. A young man in his thirties said lightly, "Sit here for Junior Brother Wang."

The Taoist priest who brought Wang Xiaojun here said, "This is our senior brother Chong Hezi."

The eldest brother was handsome and capable. He stood up and slapped Wang Xiaojun on his shoulder and said, "Just call me Zhou Chonghe." He then pointed to him and said, "This is Master Liu Ping." Then he introduced everyone in the room in order. Wang Xiaojun could not remember so much, only knowing that these people were both fair and righteous, and they were all Master Zhou Chonghe's master Zhou Chonghe, but the house was obviously mainly Zhou Chonghe, followed by Liu Ping. Zhou Chonghe and Liu Ping were not wearing Taoist uniforms, and Zhou Chonghe did not have long hair. Only Liu Ping shaved the front very short and left a strand of long hair on the back of his head. He then tied up a small bun and tied it up, looking like an old artist.

Wang Xiaojun greeted the people in the house in a random manner. Zhou Chonghe apologized slightly, as if he was talking to everyone and saying to Wang Xiaojun: "Junior Brother Wang came to Wudang the day before yesterday, but we only found out today." He pointed at Liu Ping and said, "If you want to blame you, blame Uncle Liu."

Liu Ping laughed and said, "Jiang Qingxia called the inside line of Wudang and I answered it. She said that a friend was going to Wudang to let me receive it. I didn't think about it anywhere else. I just twitched my mind and asked Wang Daoming to take responsibility." Wang Daoming was obviously the Daoming Master Wang who arranged for them on the day Wang Xiaojun and the others arrived. Liu Ping explained again, "Little girl, just some classmates wanted to come to Wudang Mountain to take a walk, but she didn't say it clearly, but Fatty Wang didn't make any mistakes in treating people. You should have had a good time these two days. Haha."

Wang Xiaojun was speechless. It turned out that his and Tang Sisi's ideas were confirmed. The Wudang faction did not regard them as guests at all. In their eyes, Jiang Qingxia was nothing more than a little kid who was young and was polite. He said in front of his friends that he knew someone in Wudang. In the end, he couldn't let go and entrusted him to Wudang. Liu Ping casually found a non-subject insider responsible for public relations on the mountain to settle the matter. Since Jiang Qingxia was all "little girls" in their eyes, he, Hu Tailai and Tang Sisi were just kids who came to ask for candy.

What made Wang Xiaojun most uncomfortable was Liu Ping's tone. He was apologizing and explaining on the surface, but he had the meaning of an official announcement no matter how he heard it. He was hinting that he could give an explanation in his words and gave him enough face. Wang Xiaojun and others should not be angry, but also be grateful. The old men in the room also looked free and did not feel apologized for being slow to treat the guests at all.

Zhou Chonghe smiled and said, "We only learned yesterday that a fellow martial arts disciple came to Wudang Mountain. When that senior mischievous made a big fuss in Zixiao Palace, it was Junior Brother Wang who took action to lure him away?"

Wang Xiaojun said: "How do you know?"

Zhou Chonghe said, "The two security guards who were knocked out were confused and heard someone signing up and saying that their name was Wang Xiaojun. Are you ridiculous?"

Liu Ping said: "So your purpose in Wudang is to get the senior brother of the sect to agree to extend your grandfather's term at the Wushu Association meeting two months later to destroy Yubachuan's purpose?"
Chapter completed!