It has been raining for a long time.
The dark clouds still did not dissipate until the evening, the sky was gray, and people walked in the mountains and forests, and they could barely reach their fingers.
"Young Master, something happened on the mountain."
Young Master Jinfeng narrowed his eyes when he heard the words. He was in a pavilion at the foot of Dragon Claw Peak. The people of Jinfeng Villa cleaned up the pavilion, covered it with soft fabrics, and placed a small incense burner on the stone table. .
Young Master Jinfeng slowly fanned the gold-painted folding fan in his hand, someone behind him beat his back, and a low stool in front of him rested his feet. Except that there are no beautiful and enchanting maids to serve, it is no different from the powerful children of Taijing.
More and more people from Jianghu rushed to Longclaw Peak one after another, some went up to the ground excitedly, and some hesitated at the foot of the mountain.
"What are they talking about?" Young Master Jin Feng asked, pointing to the crowd of Jianghu people.
"It should be talking about the dragon that appeared in the sky before."
After the person from Jinfeng Villa finished speaking, he repeated, "Young Master, there seems to be something wrong on the mountain."
Young Master Jinfeng said lazily, "What could be wrong? It's nothing more than a fight for the treasure. Three or five or a dozen people died. By the way, it's already confirmed that it's the Mausoleum of Emperor Li?"
"... It is said that the seal of the emperor's mausoleum was moved, and then the giant dragon rose into the sky, shook the valley, and then poured down rain."
Young Master Jin Feng was overjoyed when he heard it, and scolded with a smile, "Do you believe this nonsense too?"
His subordinates thought to themselves, if they didn't believe it, they had to say it, but they couldn't hide it.
"Some people say that the shock occurred before the dragon appeared, some people said it was after, and some people saw red fog emerging from the mountains and forests. Unfortunately, the rain was so heavy that the fog disappeared without a trace in a while. There are rivers and lakes ahead. The people in the Fengxing Pavilion who monopolize news, the young master should not go to see him?"
"Call him!" Young Master Jin Feng arrogantly raised his fan.
After a while, a lean man entered the pavilion under the leadership of Jinfeng Villa's entourage.
He grinned and clenched his fists and asked for one hundred taels of silver.
When Young Master Jinfeng raised his eyebrows, he was about to get angry.
Even if he has too much money to spend, it does not mean that he is willing to be tricked.
"One hundred taels? It's really ridiculous. Now that the treasures of the imperial mausoleum have been discovered, what kind of news are you holding in your hands, how dare you fool me with such a price?"
"Sir, calm down."
The man who looked very shrewd grinned and said, "The reputation of Fengxing Pavilion on the rivers and lakes is obvious to all, and I don't dare to do anything to smash their own signs. What happened in the past half month of Longpaw Peak can be said by me. It's clear, Young Master Custodian will not suffer any loss."
Young Master Jin Feng sneered, turned his head and said, "Give him a hundred taels."
If the goods are not right, he will order the guy to be crippled, and the money will be counted as life-changing pension money.
The man checked the bank note, put it away happily, and said in a low voice, "It's going to start with Liuhe Temple and Xianyueguan..."
The Fengxing Pavilion is indeed worthy of its signboard. The Qingwu ancestors took people to hide in the Crescent Moon Temple, and Jinyiwei led people to search Liuhe Temple today. They all know clearly. Including the fact that Jin Yiwei ran back after a while shouting Meng Qi's name. He also vividly described the situation like a landslide and ground cracking, pointing out that gunpowder blew up the sealing layer of the mausoleum, and the red mist was inside the tomb. Old-fashioned, anyone who inhales it goes mad.
"This morning, a group of masked men attacked Jinyiwei on the mountain road leading to Liuhe Temple, and the beating was very brutal. In addition to the stump and the broken arm, there were knife marks of the bamboo swordsman on the stone slab. From the direction of Yueguan, it should be the subordinate of the ancestor of Qingwu. They surrounded and killed Jin Yiwei, and how did they get involved with the number one swordsman in the world? This is the first one, and the second rumor is that the former national teacher Meng Qi also It didn't look like an old man with white eyebrows and white beard. It looked more like immortality. Some people heard that the official of Jinyiwei called him Meng Guoshi. By the way, he seemed to be accompanied by a Langzhong with extremely high medical skills. I heard it from the monk who escaped from Liuhe Temple."
When Young Master Jin Feng heard the words "Lang Zhong", his eyelids jumped wildly.
- Could it be the mysterious doctor with extremely high martial arts that I met on the road
"Na Langzhong looks very young, about seven feet tall, and seems to be very good at martial arts.
"Sect Master Ying from the Spring Mountain faction came faster than the people from Jinfeng Villa, and has already gone up the mountain. Elder Songya was killed by that Meng Guoshi, and Sect Master Ying has to seek justice no matter what.
"It is said that many people have already visited the mausoleum. Until now, no valuable objects have been found. I heard that there are only some pottery figurines and lacquer ware. This mausoleum may be a doubtful mound."
After the lean man finished speaking in one breath, there was a sudden noise from the front of the mountain road.
"what happened?"
"… The people from the Spring Mountain faction are back!"
Everyone gathered over to watch the fun, only to see that the disciples of the sect who were still in high spirits a few hours ago were all disheartened, covered in mud, hung with vines and branches, and supported their fellow disciples.
"Go away, what are you looking at?"
Due to the power of the Spring Mountain Sect, the people still retreated, but their eyes were still fixed on them.
When the person was far away, he immediately coaxed as if the pot was boiling.
"The one who was dazed and carried on his back... is he the head of the sect? I think it is!"
"I feel like that too."
The elders and heads of the major sects in the arena are almost absent, who can seriously injure the head of the Spring Mountain sect
The first suspect is of course the ancestor of Qingwu, and the second is Meng Qi.
Young Master Jin Feng said to himself, "Did we really guess wrong before?"
Thinking of the figures he saw on the Qingjiang River, Young Master Jin Feng couldn't contain his curiosity, what kind of martial arts was able to achieve the abilities of the immortals in the book.
Let's talk about seeing the tragic situation of Chunshan faction, some Jianghu people quietly left, they feel that things are not as simple as treasures, and if they stay, not only will they not be able to make a fortune, there may be troubles, and more Jianghu people are unwilling to give up and continue to wait and see.
However, the road up the mountain is difficult to walk.
The ground was muddy, the trees seemed to have suddenly grown a lot taller, the woods were dense, and the dark ground couldn't see the road at all, and many people circled directly on the spot.
However, after a lot of tossing, I can finally find the stone steps.
There are several sections of the stone steps, which are said to be caused by the "dragon" drilling out of the ground.
This kind of peculiarity usually causes everyone's hesitation, but now no one cares at all - the dragon has seen it, what is the part of the mountain road collapsed? Those who are really timid will not go into the mountains at all, and those who dare to go into the mountains are not afraid.
"Woooo."
There was a strange sound in the forest, like a wandering soul crying.
People who have been through the rivers and lakes are not afraid at all, knowing that this is Ye Xiao's cry, they only curse in their mouths.
After walking in the dark for a long time, I finally reached the vicinity of Liuhe Temple. I saw rubble everywhere and a big hole in front. At the bottom of the pit, there are already many people from all corners of the world. They dug and dug, but they found nothing but stones.
"This is not Liuhe Temple, this is Crescent Moon View!"
A man in a mask suddenly appeared, shouting loudly.
Everyone was stunned. They couldn't afford one hundred taels of silver to buy news. Many people came to Yunshan for the first time.
"You have all been deceived, there is nothing in here!" the masked man said bitterly, "There is a Qimen Dunjia outside the valley, and you have been led to a nearby valley!"
At this time, a voice emerged from the crowd: "I know this person, he is Liu Changqing, the eldest disciple of Qingwu Patriarch, and they said that the treasures of the Emperor's Mausoleum were hidden in Taijing. They were tricked by their master and apprentice!"
The masked man was furious and shouted, "Who is talking nonsense?"
Liu Changqing is quite famous in the martial arts, and the people here are not as good as him, and they dare not speak out when they see him angry.
"What a great prestige."
A man slowly walked out of the woods.
Liu Changqing, who was wearing a mask, saw it, and immediately took a step back, his hands clenched into fists nervously.
Meng Qi held a dark purple soft sword, his clothes and shoes had no mud at all, his long hair fluttered in the wind, his temperament was detached, and his appearance was even more unusual.
Condescendingly, he indifferently swept over the people digging at the bottom of the pit, and his icy gaze finally focused on the masked man.
"Come."
With a flick of his wrist, the sword light suddenly appeared,
Liu Changqing was caught off guard and hurriedly avoided.
As soon as he stabilized his figure, he wanted to use the Shattering Fu Fist to restore the slump.
Meng Qi didn't give him a chance to fight back at all. With the blessing of the inner strength, the sword of the heart was straight, the whole body was dimly lit, colder than the wind, and it was as fast as electricity, and all kinds of changes occurred in an instant.
The sword's edge was erratic, and Liu Changqing was shrouded in sword light at several vital points all over his body. He could have used his internal strength to forcibly destroy it, just like he did with Gong Jun, but Liu Changqing is not stupid and can fight with his master Qingwu ancestor. If the internal strength is equal, wouldn't he be courting death if he did that
At the moment, he didn't care about face, he rolled on the spot and ran away quickly.
Jianguang chased him tightly, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared into the woods.
The Jianghu people who were about to dig soil to find treasures by the pit looked at each other, but they didn't see the excitement, and they didn't understand the matter. Is there any treasure here? Is it Liuhe Temple
A guy in the crowd with his head lowered, hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and muttered with a frown: "It's dangerous! It's about to capsize!"
He looked around cautiously, and then ran away.
Then he couldn't get out and was wandering anxiously when he suddenly saw the man with the sword standing in front of a rock, and there seemed to be drops of blood dripping from the sword.
He quickly backed away, praying that the other party didn't see him.
Heaven does not obey people's wishes, the man raised his head, and his sharp gaze made him stiff and unable to move.
"It turned out to be you." Meng Qi remembered this person, and suddenly said, "The shocking tiger of Fengxing Pavilion."
With this nickname alone, Longmai will not be forgotten.
Zhen Shanhu laughed dryly. He specialized in selling news, and he had met countless people. Although Meng Qi was a little familiar at the moment, he couldn't think of where he had met him in a hurry.
"Senior, I'm just passing by, and I will never reveal it..."
"It's you who exposed the identity of Qingwu's ancestor's eldest disciple?" Meng Qi interrupted him and asked directly, "How many people have you come to Fengxing Pavilion, and how do you communicate with each other? You know about Qingwu's ancestor's treason. How many?"
When Zhen Shanhu heard the last sentence, he opened his mouth and said with a wry smile: "We only sell the news on the rivers and lakes, the other... Nothing else is our business."
"Senior, if you know the whereabouts of Qingwu ancestors or other secrets, you can also inform this pavilion, and we are willing to charge a high price."
"The treasure of the Emperor's Mausoleum is fake. There is nothing on the side of Xianyueguan, and there is a tomb of doubt on the side of Liuhe Temple. How much is this news worth?" Meng Qi asked with narrowed eyes.
Before he came here, he had already agreed with Mo Li that he would use Fengxing Pavilion to spread the news, and he would only find those people in the crowd who seemed to be interested in the treasure but were not at all active in digging.
The reason why I can think of Fengxing Pavilion's selling news is because I touched a famous post sent by Zhenshanhu.
Unexpectedly, Zhenshanhu also arrived at Dragon Claw Peak by such a coincidence.
"This... it's not worth much." Zhen Shanhu smiled.
"You are not interested in treason, but Qingwu's treason is also related to the lives of you Jianghu people. He has been trapped in this valley for several hours, and he may have found his way out now..."
Meng Qi added expressionlessly, "He may kill people first, and then provoke the Jianghu people and the officers and soldiers who came here. I wish you two would fight. attention."
Zhenshanhu opened his mouth wide.
At this time, in the ruins of Liuhe Temple, Gong Jun looked at the Jianghu people who had fainted on the ground, and asked feebly, "Doctor, how long do they have to seal the cave?"
"I have it all." Mo Li replied.
After regaining his inner strength, he immediately split up with Meng Qi. Meng Qi led people to a nearby valley, where he dealt with the people from the rivers and lakes who occasionally came here, and oversaw Gong Jun and his subordinates to remove some of the stone figurines and lacquer ware out of the pit.
The mausoleum is divided into several layers. As long as the organs leading to the lower layers are not opened, it is not difficult to fake it into a suspicious tomb.
Mo Li also deliberately found boulders to block the tomb passage, and with the destruction of the sealing layer, the tomb did not look like it was heavily organized, but looked very dilapidated.
The murals on both sides of the tomb corridor were first washed away by the blasted air flow, and then washed away by the rain and mud. The original appearance was completely lost, and the color fell off badly.
The real trouble is that the Jianghu people who rushed to Liuhe Temple before, Mo Li simply grabbed a handful of raindrops with internal force, and then threw them out as a hidden weapon, knocking everyone down.
When he woke up, his body was uninjured, and his head was dizzy (he lay on the ground after being drenched in the rain for a long time), as long as someone shouted that this was an attack of poison gas flowing out of the mausoleum, most of them would be suspicious.
This time, many people retreated and quietly went down the mountain.
Mo Li is not in a hurry, his strikes are different, and these people will wake up in batches. Those who were afraid ran away, and those who were unwilling continued to stay and wandered around the tomb.
Mo Li was not afraid that they would see the problem. Because of the "poisonous gas" before, those who saw the vague situation near the tomb went mad. None of the remaining people had ever seen the real tomb after the gunpowder had been blown up.
As long as someone digs everywhere, after he digs for a while, the ink carp will start secretly.
It looks like there is no end to the poison in the mausoleum.
This is just an expedient measure, and it won't last long in the end, but now it can only be done. As long as there are not hundreds of people from the rivers and lakes rushing to dig the tomb, it can be delayed temporarily.
Li Diling's mechanism is not so easy to break through.
"If there is gunpowder hidden in the Crescent Moon Temple, it is already wet and can't be used anymore, but the ancestor of Qingwu will not stop there..."
Mo Li remembered Meng Qi's words, and he frowned.
There is not enough manpower, and even if you guess something, there is no way to stop it.