Xuanxia

Chapter 121: The remaining soldiers are defeated
Meifeng City is not big. Led by a group of young disciples, Fu Qingzhou soon saw the imposing courtyard gate at the end of the street. In front of the gate was a huge sword carved from a huge stone with the words "Quick Sword" inscribed on it, which was very imposing.

In comparison, the group of young disciples traveling with him were in a rather miserable state.

They supported each other, their faces bruised and swollen, as they walked along. The people around them stared at them with strange looks, which made them all blush and feel angry.

"Speaking of which..."

Fu Qingzhou cleared his throat and broke the awkward silence: "Why did Jindao Villa cause trouble for you?"

"Alas, it must be because we have taken away their business recently." A female disciple beside him sighed, "We have recently started a fishing business, but the fishermen on Fanhua Lake used to be under the management of Jindao Villa..."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows.

So it was you who stepped into someone else's territory first?

Ancient sects... Actually, if you really talk about it, they are basically all landlord clans with underworld characteristics... or enterprises.

If such a large group of people are not productive, then there must be something to feed them, either farmland or business, just like the Wan Du Mountain before, they have a large tract of forest of their own, and there are countless tenant farmers in the Miao village at the foot of the mountain.

Only a place like Wuwei Temple, where there are only two or three people on the mountain but there are enough resources, can achieve self-sufficiency.

As for small sects like Kuaijian Sect and Jindao Villa, which are located in towns, they naturally do not have large tracts of land, so they have to do business - but once conflicts arise in business, the so-called disciples of the sect will be no different from young and dangerous gangsters, and will start to fight each other with knives.

Judging from the previous conflicts between the two sides, at least the dock business in Meifeng City was previously managed by the Kuaijian Sect.

Fu Qingzhou originally wanted to help the Kuaijian Sect deal with the "brutal and unreasonable Jindao Sect", but now he is a little hesitant.

This is a normal business competition between the two gangs. After all, I am an outsider and it is not easy for me to interfere.

As his thoughts flowed, he had already stood at the gate of the compound with a group of disciples from the Kuaijian Sect.

As he approached the compound, Fu Qingzhou was startled.

So luxurious...

The luxury of Kuaijianmen is not the same as the luxury of Wuweiguan or Zhenxian Palace.

To put it simply, it has the flavor of a nouveau riche.

The black iron gate is painted gold, and the tall courtyard wall is made of thick granite, inlaid with many golden swords. The two stone lions at the door are more than two people tall, and they are extremely domineering.

But after entering the courtyard, that nouveau riche temperament disappeared instantly.

The yard was full of weeds and no one cared for it. Mosses grew in the cracks between the bluestone slabs. The pond, the walls, the trees... were all in a mess. It didn't look like anyone was taking care of them. All the disciples within sight in the yard were wearing simple clothes.

The worst part is that almost everyone was injured.

Their clothes were all tattered and covered with blood and dust. Many of them were wearing bandages, sighing, and sitting on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the young disciples who came back with Fu Qingzhou were all stunned.

"What, what's going on!"

They no longer cared about the guest beside them and rushed into the yard.

Fu Qingzhou sighed.

There's no need to ask what's going on... Jindao Villa even came to your dock to beat people up, how could they only send out a dozen people?
He must have beaten up all of your disciples outside!
"Let's let one let, let one let!"

Just then, a loud shout came from behind him.

Fu Qingzhou stepped aside and saw two dusty disciples of the Kuaijian Sect carrying a man into the yard. The man was seriously injured, with a large wound on his right shoulder extending to his left abdomen. His clothes were soaked with blood and his face was as pale as paper.

"It's Wei Yunsheng!"

Fu Qingzhou recognized the injured person at a glance.

Compared with two years ago, Wei Yunsheng now looks more mature, but he is seriously injured and his eyes are closed. If you look closely, it seems that his entire right hand is limp and must be broken.

He was carried into the courtyard by two of his fellow disciples, who were shouting "Master" and "Elder" and so on.

Fu Qingzhou shook his head, somewhat disappointed.

In this situation, it was not appropriate for him to ask for help from the Quick Sword Sect. To put it bluntly, judging from their current situation, their strength was completely crushed by the Golden Sword Villa, and they might even face the disaster of the sect being disbanded. What was even worse was that they had caused the disaster themselves.

I can't help, and there's no need to help. Even if I help, it won't be considered as being chivalrous.

"It seems that this trip to Meifeng City was in vain."

Fu Qingzhou curled his lips and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Young hero!"

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him: "Please stay."

Fu Qingzhou turned around and saw a middle-aged man walking towards him in a hurry. He was tall and slender, with a sword on his back. From his steady steps and even breathing, it was obvious that he was a master.

"I am the leader of the Fast Sword Sect, Ding Shuanghe."

The middle-aged man clasped his fists in front of him, with an indelible worry between his brows. He forced a smile and said, "I heard from my disciples that you saved my disciples from the Golden Sword Villa just now. I am very grateful to you."

"It turns out to be Sect Leader Ding." Fu Qingzhou clasped his fists and saluted: "It's just a small favor..."

"I heard that you came to see Wei Yunsheng."

Ding Shuanghe didn't listen to him finish, and continued: "But you also saw that he..."

"Brother Wei is seriously injured, I'm afraid he's in trouble." Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly, "In fact, I only met him once, and I originally wanted to ask him for a favor, but now it seems that your clan is in a lot of trouble, and I'm afraid you don't have time to pay attention to me, so I won't bother you anymore."

"Do not."

Ding Shuanghe took a half step forward and said in a gentle tone: "Young man, if you have anything to say, please tell me."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly.

In this situation, as the head of the sect, he should be very busy. Why would he suddenly be so enthusiastic towards an outsider like me?
The only explanation is that Master Ding has something to ask of him.

So, he thought that if he could help him solve a small problem, then in exchange, he could certainly help out a little.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou laughed, but did not point it out: "It's like this, I know that the Quick Sword Sect joined the Wulin League two years ago. Now I have something to ask the Wulin League's young leader Hua Wuying, but I don't know how to contact him, so I want to ask Brother Wei for help."

"If Sect Leader Ding is willing to help me pass on a letter, that would be great."

After hearing his words, Ding Shuanghe was relieved: "Young man, since you helped us, this little thing is naturally not a problem. What's more... I also want to ask the Wulin Alliance for help."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and clasped his fists: "That's great. Thank you."

"Little things, little things."

Ding Shuanghe waved his hands and smiled awkwardly, "Then I wonder if you can also help Kuaijianmen with a small favor?"

It turned out to be as expected.

Fu Qingzhou blinked and said, "Master, please speak."

"That's it."

Ding Shuanghe looked directly at Fu Qingzhou, his eyes somewhat eager. "I just heard from the disciples that a famous disciple in Jindao Villa recognized you, and immediately left after seeing you... May I ask what your name is, young man, and who is your master?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly: "Master Ding wants to borrow my face to make peace with the Golden Sword Villa?"

"Alas, that is the way it is."

Ding Shuanghe sighed, "I've been so eager to make money lately that I accidentally crossed the line and brought disaster to the sect. I really shouldn't have done that... but I have to find a way to solve it."

Fu Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Whether my face is enough is not a big deal, but Sect Leader Ding, you have to make Jindao Villa believe that you will never cross the line again in the future."

Ding Shuanghe's eyes flashed, but he did not answer. He just lowered his head and sighed deeply.

Fu Qingzhou realized something: "Could it be that Kuaijianmen is very short of money recently?"

(End of this chapter)