Chapter 127 The deal is concluded
When I saw the young man in white, who looked both familiar and unfamiliar, walking straight into the meeting hall.

Tang Bingwen couldn't suppress the waves in his heart, his pupils shrank slightly, he didn't expect the other party to come so soon, even the disciples he sent out hadn't returned yet.

Shuzhong and Sanyimen are more than a thousand miles apart. The more he thought about it, the more surprised he became, especially when he saw the young master of the Lu family standing beside him. It became even more difficult to understand how these two people came here.

His thoughts were fleeting. He stood up to greet him, invited him to sit down, and said, "Master Jiang, I am honored to visit you at Tang Clan at night. How are you?"

"Not bad."

Jiang Mo did not hesitate to make small talk with the leader of the Tang Sect and sat down directly.

The hall is decorated in a simple style without any luxurious style. There are only a few landscape paintings and neatly arranged tables and chairs.

The Tang Clan has accepted many assassination attempts throughout history, and its wealth is considered to be substantial, but most of it is used to purchase training resources or to make assassination weapons, so there is no waste on housing conditions.

"I wonder what Sect Master Tang wants to talk about by sending his disciples to invite me as a guest?"

Since they came to discuss business, Jiang Mo skipped the unnecessary stages and directly asked the other party about his intentions.

"Gulu gulu."

The warm tea was emitting a faint mist. Tang Bingwen poured the tea himself and served it to Jiang Mo and Lu Jin beside him, and handed it to them respectively.

"Master Jiang, are you always so straightforward?"

"Then I won't keep you in suspense."

Tang Bingwen spoke frankly, "I have heard of the great name of Master Jiang for a long time. He is better than an immortal. In a battle along the coast, he can even revive the broken arm of the disciple from the Tianshi Mansion."

"It just so happens that I have a famous junior who has brain damage and is mentally retarded, so I would like to ask you to make a deal with me."

Hearing this, Jiang Mo was not surprised.

After all, when he was in the fishing village, he did not deliberately conceal the fact that Tian Jin's broken arm had healed, and there were still many people who knew about it.

"Since it's a deal, what are the bargaining chips?"

Tang Bingwen gently held the lid of the tea, brushed away the hot steam, and said calmly: "Today, the remnants of Quanxing have come to the Tang Sect and offer a reward of ten thousand taels of gold to you and the Sanyi Sect."

"Although we don't know the other party's identity and whereabouts, we do have some clues about his minions."

Jiang Mo was a little surprised. To this day, he had killed all the people in Quan Xing from top to bottom, but there were still remnants left who tried to cause trouble for him.

"The condition is to cure that disciple?"

Tang Bingwen was relaxed and cheerful, and gave a very humane answer:

"Since Sect Master Jiang is so sincere and came here right after receiving the invitation, how could our Tang Sect make it difficult for you to return empty-handed?"

"If you can cure my disciple, you can take all the relevant information. It's an equal trade;"

“If you can’t do anything about it, even if the child has such a miserable fate, you can buy the things you need at the market price. The Tang Sect will tell you everything.”

"We can discuss both options, depending on your wishes."

Jiang Mo took a sip of the tea, which tasted good. After listening patiently, he responded, "Yes."

"Send your disciples over. Sect Leader Tang, don't hold out too much hope. Everything has its destiny. I can only do my best."

"it is good"

Tang Bingwen offered Jiang Mo a cup of tea and said with a faint smile, "Thank you for your help."

Soon, he ordered someone to bring Gao Mei over.

“That’s the kid.”

Tang Bingwen waved forward, and Yang Lie gently pulled Gao Mei in front of Jiang Mo for inspection.

Different from her stupidity during the day, Gao Mei became silent at night, as if she had lost her soul, with empty eyes and no reaction to anything in the outside world.

Tang Bingwen was worried that she would be upset, so he asked Yang Lie to cover Gao Mei's ears, and then he confessed all the child's sufferings to Jiang Mo.

"The culprit who caused her to fall into such a situation was killed by her father himself during the battle of Mianshan."

"As for her illness, the Tang Sect has sought out famous doctors in the martial arts world, but all efforts have failed, and she has not recovered yet."

"I couldn't bear to see this child live his whole life in confusion, so I came up with the idea of ​​making a deal with Master Jiang."

Jiang Mo, who knew the whole story, raised his hand lightly, turned into invisible Qi, and pulled the numb girl in front of him.

"I'll have to see it to know."

Jiang Mo stood up, his five fingers were white and transparent like frost, and they pressed against Gao Mei's eyebrows.

"Jin'er, come and hold her."

"Okay, Uncle Master."

After Lu Jin stabilized him, a weak stream of Qi flowed out from Jiang Mo's fingertips, seeping through his skin, along his flesh and skull, slowly penetrating into the depths of his brain, and slowly spreading.

After a dozen breaths, Jiang Mo withdrew his hand.

Tang Bingwen was in a heavy mood and asked hesitantly, "What's wrong, Master Jiang? Is there any hope of curing this child?"

"Her brain was damaged and distorted, many important neural areas were destroyed, her memory was severely lost, and her intellectual disability was severe."

Jiang Mo's words made Tang Bingwen feel lost. His right hand, which was tightly holding the teacup, trembled slightly. These words were almost like a death sentence.

"All I can do is repair her wounds and restore her to normal appearance, but I can't restore her lost memories."

"If you can accept this result, I can help you." These words made Tang Bingwen, who had been in a very low mood, suddenly see hope. He said without hesitation:
"That's fine. Those things in the past were too sad. Let her forget them."

"Have you thought it through?" Jiang Mo confirmed with him again.

"Yes." Tang Bingwen nodded decisively, "I would rather see this child return to normal than be disabled and stupid for the rest of his life."

"Prepare a bedroom for me."

"Okay, Master Jiang, follow me."

instantly.

The Tang Clan arranged a side room with bright lights, and everyone waited outside.

Jiang Mo helped the girl lie down on the bed. He placed his right hand on her forehead and practiced his true method. As the bright white Qi enveloped her body, in just a few breaths, her Qi turned into white spots of light all over the sky.

Then, Jiang Mo controlled her innate Qi to evolve her limbs, internal organs and other important organs.

All the scars on the hands and feet have faded away, and the skin is as white and rosy as if it were new.

Until the end, rewiring the brain is the most demanding step, and there is no room for error.

a long time.

When the white energy flow dissipated from Jiang Mo's fingertips, the girl was no longer in danger. Her brain had been reshaped and she was sleeping peacefully in bed.

"Squeak-"

Jiang Mo opened the door, and pairs of anxiously waiting eyes focused on him.

Tang Bingwen, Hong Ye, and Yang Lie were all looking forward to the result.

"It's cured."

Jiang Mo closed the door, let Gao Mei rest, and then said:
"From now on, she will be the same as a normal person. As for the past, you can choose whether to keep it a secret or not. Even if you tell her, it will not cause her old illness to relapse."

Instantly, several people felt relieved. Such a result was undoubtedly acceptable to them.

"Thank you, Master Jiang. Please move on."

Tang Bingwen's frown suddenly relaxed. He waited outside the house for an hour. Every second seemed so long. The worry in his heart finally disappeared at this moment.

When they return to the chamber, they deliver on their promises of the deal.

Tang Bingwen recounted in detail all the events surrounding the visit by the Quan Xing demon, and even those potential assassination sects were not spared.

"According to what they said, in addition to the Tang Sect, there are no less than three other forces that will attack the Sanyi Sect."

"After several attempts, I was sure that it was the Sinful Sand, the Myriad Thoughts Hand, the Shadow Bamboo Society, and other factions. As long as they could afford the reward, they wouldn't be afraid of who their target was."

Jiang Mo silently memorized the names of these companies and asked curiously, "How strong are they?"

"They are no less than the Tang Sect. They are all ambitious mad dogs, and they have more people."

Tang Bingwen sorted out the various disputes in the past and reminded:

"The assassination skills of these three families are not weak. The sin sand is the most difficult among them. Controlling the poisonous sand is their specialty. Wherever they pass, no grass will grow."

"A few years ago, a disciple of the Shadow Bamboo Tang Sect had a conflict with them and was nearly killed. Afterwards, he obtained key intelligence. The secret method practiced by this lineage is enough to allow them to perfectly hide in all kinds of shadows, and they are invulnerable to water, fire, swords and guns."

"As for the last Wan Nian Hand, it has the ability to control objects to kill people. Every flower and grass can be a weapon. It has nearly 200 members and is equipped with a large number of firearms. It is the most powerful among the three forces."

Tang Bingwen did not keep anything to himself and shared all the information that the Tang Clan had secretly collected with Jiang Mo.

"Master Jiang, these assassins may not be able to harm you, but your other disciples may be in danger. My suggestion is not to let them go down the mountain for the time being."

"Among the three assassination forces, their leaders and elders are all extremely ruthless characters, and their hands are stained with the blood of many alien masters."

Jiang Mo took note of these factions and asked, "Master Tang, do you know the location of their strongholds?" while drinking tea.

He wanted to take the initiative and wipe out all these mad dogs. Since they were cooperating with Quan Xing, there was no need to keep them.

"They have no fixed place of residence and change frequently. I guess only those who have traded with them know about them."

Tang Bing said with a little helplessness:
"When the Tang Sect and they had conflicts in the past, we dug out their bases several times, but after the battle of Mianshan, we no longer have the energy to keep an eye on them, so the base information we have is only from two years ago, which is meaningless."

"Is that so? Then we'll just sit back and wait."

Jiang Mo decided to play the long game, giving these scum ample time to prepare, and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

"Well"

Tang Bingwen suddenly suggested: "Maybe you can go to Xiaozhan to get information. They should know more than us."

"Okay." Jiang Mo had exactly that in mind.

"By the way, this is the portrait I ordered my disciples to draw. Master Jiang, can you ask Boss Liu to pay attention to it for you?"

Tang Bingwen took out another roll of rice paper and spread it out to show the appearance of Su Huo and Xia Liuqing after they had disguised themselves.

"These are the two demons who visited us this morning. They seem to have used some means to conceal their true appearance. As long as they are out and about, there is a certain chance that they will show themselves in this appearance."

Jiang Mo took the scroll, glanced at their faces, and said:

"They are so petty that no matter how they plot, it will only add to the jokes."

(End of this chapter)