C26 (2/2)

After chatting for a while, the three old Daoists went to prepare food for Ye Mo Han and Liang Wangfeng. Not long after, they brought some meat and wine to the table. The Jade Spring Academy, which was governed by three old Daoists, did not lack a single fowl, duck, cow, lamb or fish.

Ye Mo looked at the dishes on the table and asked, ”Where did you get your money from?”

”One part was donated by the local people, the other part was allocated by the Hua Shan faction.” The old Daoist opened the door for the two with a face full of pride.

”These dishes were all prepared long ago?” Liang Rufeng interrupted.

The other two Daoists hastily nodded their heads. Ye Chanhan poured himself a cup of wine and gulped it down. By the time Ruofeng wanted to stop him, it was already too late.

The Taoist opened the door with an awkward smile and explained, ”From time to time, there will be disciples of Mount Hua coming down. We need to prepare at all times, in case the ones going about business down the mountain get hungry and affect our work.”

”You don't need to say so much. You only need to tell me one thing, and that is, do you work for Xie Feipeng or for Lu Mingjie?” Liang Rufeng sneered, his hand had already grasped the hilt of his sword.

The expressions of the three old Daoists changed, and their appearance also changed along with it. At first, they looked like an old man who had reached the end of his life, and could turn stiff at any time. At this moment, it was as if their bodies were brimming with energy, and their will was at a thousand miles away. Ye Mo Han suddenly fell on the table. Could it be that a single cup of wine could make a person drunk?

Liangrou looked at Ye Mo Han and smiled faintly, staring at the three old Daoists as if he was waiting for an answer.

The old Daoist opened the door and took out two three inch long Plum Blossom Spurs from his waist. He said, ”It's only right that we work for Old Man Lu. For Xie Feipeng, it's only because he gave us too much money.”

Another Daoist said, ”Old Man Lu probably wants all of you to die as well, so it's the same no matter who you work for.”

The speaker's weapons were a pair of three-inch-long trident swords. The other Daoist Priest's weapons were also three-inch-long, but they were a pair of black iron rods.

The Taoist with the metal rod looked at Ye Mo and said, ”Are you not going to care about the life and death of your companion?”

”Even if it is poisonous wine, you all still won't be able to poison him to death.” After seeing the weapons of the three men, Liang Rufeng recalled a story that his uncle had once told him. In the past, Wu Dang had brought three people to be teachers. Their master was the former Sect Leader of Wu Dang, Yang Yifeng. Yang Yifeng had bestowed three names, Qi Nu, Xie, Hate, and Qi, upon these three names. Before entering Wudang, these three were notorious in the martial arts world. However, Yang Yifeng was a merciful person and wanted the three of them to convert to Wudang so that they would no longer harm the martial arts world. Were these three old Taoists in front of him really the three rejections that had been missing for so many years?

The Daoist Priest holding the Plum Blossom Thorn laughed sinisterly and said, ”I don't believe that he will not die after drinking my Bone Corrosion life-stealing wine.”

”Are you guys really the Three Abandons?”

”Haha, I never thought that this kid would actually know our name.”

The three of them were overjoyed to hear Liang Rufeng call out their names.