The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 143 Farewell
Wu Zhenghong's hand ached from slapping; he was trembling with anger, his finger pointing shakily at Wu Chengyu.

"Wu Chengyu, are you trying to rebel?"
Fourth brother, these are the people from your third branch of the family. What do you suggest we do about them?

Wu Zhengliang, who had been keeping his head down, raised his head and looked at Wu Chengyu, saying each word clearly.

"Chengyu, have you made up your mind?"

"Fourth Uncle, have you thought it through?"

"What about the rest?"

"A-Ku took a master and left this morning."

What are your plans?

"Fulfill a promise, then go out into the world and find the freedom in your heart."

"Good, your fourth uncle admires your courage. No matter how far you go, don't forget to come back."

After a few exchanges, the people next to them were initially confused, but quickly understood what the two meant.

Wu Zhenghong shouted again, "Wu Chengyu, are you trying to expel yourself from the family? The family has entrusted you with their service, and you actually want to run away?"

"Guards, seize Wu Chengyu!"

Before he finished speaking, several young men from the eldest branch of the family tried to make a move, but Wu Chengyu only gave them a cold look, and they immediately dared not step forward.

Wu Zhenghong, who was facing Wu Chengyu, suddenly felt a chill run through his body. Wu Chengyu's eyes only glanced at his throat, and he felt a little short of breath, as if Wu Chengyu's hand had already grabbed his neck.

Only then did Wu Zhenghong recall Wu Chengyu's ruthless and unpredictable nickname, and truly feel the intense murderous aura emanating from this usually polite junior.

His face was a little pale, but he couldn't let go of his pride as the head of the eldest branch of the family. After his lips trembled a few times, he murmured, "As long as you dare to leave the Wu family, you will no longer be a member of the Wu family."

Before Wu Chengyu could react, Wu Zhengliang slammed his fist on the table.

"Wu Zhenghong, Chengyu is a member of my third branch of the family. What right do you have to expel Chengyu from the family?"

Don't forget, you're not the clan leader yet.

Even if you are, according to the Wu family rules, direct descendants cannot be easily expelled from the family unless they commit an act that angers both heaven and man.

"Let me ask you, Wu Chengyu has always contributed greatly to the family. On what grounds did you expel him? Just because he, a junior member of the third branch, disobeyed the head of the eldest branch?"

"Fourth brother, you...."

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'do you want your eldest son's branch to fight with our third son's branch? Cheng Yu doesn't need to lift a finger'."

"There are ten of us from the third branch of the family, all of you come at me together, let's see who wins. How many years has it been since you from the eldest branch have fought? Do you even know how to use Yan Qing Fist?"

At this moment, the clan chief, who had been standing by like a statue, finally spoke up, acting as a peacemaker and managing to calm everyone down.

Wu Chengyu was too lazy to say anything more, turned around and left, and no one in the arena dared to stop him.

Wu Chengyu did not leave Wujiapo immediately. He returned to his own courtyard, where there were still many things to deal with.

First, we arrived at the storeroom. Ah Ku was most afraid of going hungry, so his storeroom was always filled with all kinds of food. Ah Ku felt at ease every time he saw it.

Half of the supplies were delivered by Yue Fei's army, with Yu Xiaowu contributing the most.

When Wu Chengyu opened the storage room, he found that there were originally several hams, but half of them were now missing. In addition, many other delicacies had vanished. Wu Chengyu couldn't help but chuckle; it seemed that Ah Ku, though leaving, hadn't forgotten to take some with him. Needless to say, Hong Qigong, that glutton, was undoubtedly an accomplice, or even the instigator.

Wu Chengyu casually took a cured pig's head, washed it, sliced ​​it, built a simple stone stove in the courtyard, lit a fire, placed a stone slab on top, without adding any oil, and put the sliced ​​cured pig's head meat on it one by one.

Before long, the cured pig's head meat was glistening with oil, and the whole courtyard was filled with the aroma of cured meat.

Wu Chengyu brought out several more jars of wine, all of which were given by Sister Niu. Most of them had been taken away by the uncles and elders, but there were still five jars left.

Wu Chengyu carefully fried the meat. A moment later, Wu Zhengliang and Wu Zhenghui knocked on the door and entered, followed by several uncles from the third branch of the family.

Everyone brought some snacks to go with their drinks. They sat around the stone slab in silence, just drinking and eating.

After Wu Zhenghui put the last piece of cured pig's head into his mouth, the uncles and elders stood up, patted Wu Chengyu on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

Wu Chengyu tidied up the courtyard and then cleaned the house again. By the time he finished, it was already dark.

He carefully gathered up the most important things in the house: his mother's belongings, the Quanxing Daoist Canon, and that box of secret manuals.

The secret manual, in particular, must be kept safe, otherwise it will surely bring trouble to the third wife.

Under the cover of night, Wu Chengyu hid all these things in a safe place. This time, he had no regrets and used his lightness skill to leave Wujiapo overnight.

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Even with Wu Chengyu's exceptional lightness skills, it still took him a full day to travel from Suzhou to Hangzhou, despite traveling day and night.

It was dusk. Wu Chengyu changed back into Yanzu's costume and went to a restaurant, where he ordered a few dishes and a pot of tea.

The situation in Hangzhou was somewhat different from what he had imagined, yet it was also within his expectations.

The streets remained bustling, teeming with people, their cries of vendors filling the air. The scent of everyday life mingled with the fragrance of cosmetics, permeating the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty in the warm breeze.

However, there were many more people on the street wearing official boots and long knives at their waists. They either sat motionless at roadside stalls or squatted in corners, their sharp eyes fixed on every passerby who seemed to be a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world).

Judging from Wu Chengyu's current appearance, his height is not that amazing after using the Bone Shrinking Technique, but his frame is strong and he looks like a powerful and skilled martial artist.

From the moment he stepped through the gates of Hangzhou, he was slowly followed. Even when Wu Chengyu went up to the second floor of the restaurant, the people following him seemed to be quite brazen, following him without any attempt to hide. They sat directly at the table next to Wu Chengyu and kept watching him with the eyes of a cat hunting a mouse.

The skilled fighters and constables employed by the Song Dynasty court were on high alert, monitoring everyone who had suddenly arrived in Hangzhou.

Wu Chengyu seemed oblivious to the stares of those around him, continuing to eat while using his senses to observe everything around him.

Restaurants are indeed the places with the most diverse and abundant sources of information in the martial arts world.

"Have you heard? Last night, a number of experts suddenly stormed into Shi Miyuan's residence, shouting that they wanted to kill the treacherous officials and avenge Grandfather Yue. They were all after Shi Miyuan's life."

"Of course I know. These past few nights, there have been groups of people brandishing knives and swords, shouting and rushing in."

"It's no use. Every morning, piles of corpses are carried out of the Shi residence. I heard these guys weren't even able to get close to the inner quarters of the Shi family before they were all killed."

"The Shi family is now a den of dragons and tigers, full of experts. I heard that even the imperial guards are there. These martial arts practitioners are all just asking to die."

"I heard that Shi Miyuan is not even in his residence, and has long since disappeared."

　Writing 7 words five times a day for seven consecutive days is really too much pressure. Yesterday I was dizzy and didn't finish writing four chapters until 9 pm, so I can only write four chapters today. I don't know how many I will write tomorrow, but I still hope to write five chapters as much as possible.

　　thanks for your support.

　　
　
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