Chapter 393 Wordless Stone Tablet


    ?Ma Lu felt a little guilty when he saw that there were eight or nine people in them at first.


    But after fighting the man in front of me, there is nothing to worry about anymore.


    ??After killing Yan Wuji, he picked up the latter''s self-protective martial arts, the Demon-Suppressing Vajra Technique.


    ??Before this, Ma Lu had seen Yan Wuji fight against a crowd with one person, and he barely lost any blood relying on this body-protecting martial arts.


    ??And the opponents he faced at that time were much stronger than the group of robbers in front of him.


    ?Hence, Malu ignored the threats from the opposite side and threw out another one as powerful as the wind, killing the knife-wielding robber in front of him.


    At the end of the game, Ma Lu rushed towards the other robbers without stopping.


    He bent down, grabbed a handful of stones from his feet, and threw them out.


    Since he didn''t get any hidden weapon skills, Malu''s throws were not very accurate. Fortunately, there were enough targets, and the stones still hit the two robbers.


    ?Perhaps because they had seen the strength of Malu, the remaining bandits were frightened, and no one stayed to rescue their companions, so they dispersed in a hurry.


    The two unlucky guys who were hit by the stones were immediately sucked into the game.


    It''s just that their martial arts level is not far different from that of the man who was killed by Malu before. Together, the two of them could only last 5 rounds at the hands of Malu.


    ?Just as he was about to follow in the footsteps of his companions, one of them suddenly howled like a ghost.


    “Wait, you can’t kill us, we are working for Tianlongmen!”


    Unfortunately, he obviously threatened the wrong person. Ma Lu had a dark eye on the Jianghu sect in this plane.


    I have only heard some names from Gu Qingyi, and they are all powerful forces in the world, but Tianlongmen''s name is not among them.


    ?Besides, even if there was Ma Lu, he wouldn''t care. He finally performed a heroic act and got addicted to being a hero. How could he give up halfway so easily?


    Not to mention that he has already killed one of these bandits, so there is no point in stopping now.


    The battle came to an end soon, and Malu went up to touch him a few times as a courtesy.


    As expected, nothing good came out.


    ?The three people who died in his hands were all just minions with low martial arts skills, so they could only bully farmers who were weaker than them.


    The cards that were revealed after death were all low-end goods that Ma Lu looked down upon, and the martial arts they practiced were so diverse that there was no possibility of merging and upgrading famous card packs.


    ?In addition, the total amount of money they had on them was less than two taels.


    ??On the contrary, the rescued villagers collected another 5 taels for Malu, as well as some roast chicken, fruits and vegetables as thanksgiving gifts, and the old man who looked like the village chief gave them to Malu.


    The old man thanked his benefactor and wanted to hold a banquet to entertain Malu, but Malu declined.


    ?Ma Lu was still in a hurry to meet Gu Qingyi in Yuchang County, and left the small village after retrieving the pack horse that had been fostered at the farmer''s house.


    He was not riding very fast. The main reason was that the local infrastructure was not very good. They were all mountain roads. He had to go more than thirty miles before he saw the official road.


    ??Moreover, the official road is also uneven. When Malu sat on the horse, his buttocks were almost broken.


    Fortunately, he met a caravan later, and Malu spent a tael of silver to ride in the caravan''s carriage.


    As for the pack horse, it was pulled by the servants of the caravan and followed behind.


    ?The car not only has soft couches to protect your buttocks, but also candied fruit snacks.


    ??While eating the preserved fruit, Malu looked out the window at the scenery along the way, feeling that the money spent was quite worth it.


    The official road was very lively. In addition to the caravans doing business and pedestrians on the road, there were also many martial arts people with weapons. Ma Lu thought of Gu Qingyi''s words again, saying that the Beggar Clan was planning to change its leader and invited many fellow martial artists to watch the ceremony, so the number of people in Qingzhou''s martial arts community had increased dramatically recently.


    ?However, it has been a week now, and the leaders of the Beggar Clan should have been replaced, so there is probably no excitement left.


    ?Ma Lu is not interested in who will be the new leader of the Beggar Gang, he is more concerned about the old leader.


    ?In a martial arts sect like this, unless the boss makes any principled mistakes, generally speaking he will not abdicate in favor of someone more powerful.


    In other words, the old leader of the Beggar Gang is probably dead.


    ??And speaking of dead people coming to Malu, it’s no longer sleepy. What’s more, the Beggar Gang is still the largest gang in the world, and the martial arts of the leader of the Beggar Gang is naturally not that bad.


    ?Even if he is not at Qiao Feng''s level, he is at least a fool, definitely better than Yan Wuji in his heyday. If he can get a handle on it, he will not lose anything no matter what he gets.


    With good luck, he might even be able to get the Beggar Clan''s secret knowledge. The more Ma Lu thought about it, the more excited he became.


    ?He also brought a black hole with him this time. As long as he can find the cemetery, he can touch it without anyone noticing.


    It would be even better if all the previous leaders of the Beggar Clan were buried together. Not only would they master the secret skills, but they might also be able to reach the full level in one go and become the number one master in the world!


    Well, I just don’t know if those skeletons count.


    ?Ma Lu regretted not finding a grave to try when he was in the village before.


    ?But it''s not too late to wait until we get to Yuchang County and try again, but we have to avoid Gu Qingyi.


    ?Speaking of Gu Qingyi, Ma Lu didn''t know how she was injured. They agreed to meet at the south gate this time, and she probably wouldn''t forget it.


    ?Ma Lu was lost in thought when a voice came to his ear, "Young hero, are you going to Yuchang County too?"


    ?Ma Lu raised his head and saw that the person speaking was a middle-aged scribe sitting opposite him.


    This carriage has four positions, so there are four passengers on board.


    ?Except for Malu, the other three people were a monk, a Taoist priest, and the scribe.


    I don’t know how the caravan leader arranged the seats, so that the monks and Taoist priests were placed in the same car.


    The two of them got into the car perhaps because they disliked each other. One lowered his head and chanted sutras, while the other closed his eyes to meditate.


    The scribe was holding a book and reading it. He was so absorbed in reading that he didn''t even raise his head when Ma Lu got into the car. He didn''t speak until he finished reading and put the book away.


    ?Ma Lu nodded, "That''s right."


    "When you arrive in Yuchang County, you must go to Wanshan Temple to see the maple leaves there. Many literati and poets have left poems there, many of which are famous. In addition, don''t forget to go to Zuiyan Tower to taste their delicious food. Cypress duck.


    “As for the wordless stone tablet, it’s even boring, even if you don’t look at it.”


    “The wordless stone tablet, what is that?” Ma Lu asked curiously.


    "Hey, you don''t know?" The middle-aged scribe seemed a little surprised, "I saw that you have a long sword on your waist. You must be from the martial arts world, but you haven''t heard of the legend of the wordless stone tablet?"


    “I’m new to the world, but I know very little about these strange martial arts stories. I wonder what’s so special about this wordless stone tablet?”


    Hearing this, the middle-aged scribe looked Ma Lu up and down again, and then laughed.


    “It’s nothing special, it’s just a stone tablet with no words on it, but there are always people who want to discover the secrets of the stone tablet and learn the unparalleled magical skills of the owner of the stone tablet.”


    (End of this chapter)