Walking on the Fengzhou City Fair, all kinds of monsters and ghosts all looked at me and Mo Qing.
At first, I thought it was Mo Qing, the master of Wanlu, who was too eye-catching, but I didn't expect that the Liuhetian sword I was holding pierced their eyes. But think about it, Mo Qing's black robe is unassuming, and his internal cultivation has reached a state of return to the original. Looking at it from the outside and inside, he has no idea what kind of person he is.
And from what I learned some time ago, Mo Qing rarely left Chenji Mountain after taking over the Wankill Sect. Therefore, except for the high-level executives of Wanlu Sect, I am afraid that the world doesn't know much about his appearance.
On the contrary, the Liuhe sword, held in his hand, crackled and flickered all the way. I was about to yell at everyone—"Look at me, look at me, I'm Tianjian Liuhe!"...
So swagger, I love it.
I held my head high and walked proudly.
In fact, it is a very dangerous thing to reveal the wealth in Fengzhou City, because it is not guaranteed, you can steal the wealth that belongs to you with one hand in secret. I used to be not afraid at all, I just wanted to walk around Fengzhou City, and send eight people in front to clear the way for me, eight people in the middle to carry the sedan chair for me, and eight people in the back to shout for me, and let the onlookers give me The eyes are bright and the body is lower, because I am coming.
Even though it’s not as good as before, my identity is different, and I’m not as broad as before, I can’t help but feel a little frustrated and lost, but I’m still not afraid at all, because next to me is also the master of Wanlu. Bullying them can still be bullying properly.
"Master, where can we buy the scabbard?" I asked Mo Qing.
Mo Qing glanced at the alley in front of him: "It's almost there."
Walking into the alley, isolating the outside noise and inquiring eyes, Mo Qing tapped three times in front of a door. After a while, someone opened the door from inside. The door is a small yard like ordinary people, and the person who opens the door is different from ordinary people.
I looked at the "person" at the door and looked up and down with interest: "It's a flexible wooden man."
It is composed of large and small wooden blocks, like a puppet without strings, opened its mouth, and bowed to me and Mo Qing: "Hello, who are you looking for?"
Before I died, I knew that there were people in the world who practiced mechanic, but at that time, no one could make such a thing. I can't imagine that in just a few years, they have made so much progress in mechanic.
"Sima Rong, tell him that Li Chenlan is here."
When I heard the name, I couldn't help but be taken aback: "Huh?" Who was he talking about just now
Mo Qing turned to look at me, and raised his eyebrows: "What? Know?"
I suppressed the doubt in my heart and coughed: "I don't know."
How could it not be known! Sima Rong is my West Mountain Lord! In charge of my Wanlumen's intelligence network! When I was there, if I wanted to know the news, I just asked Sima Rong, and I could know when I really wanted to know.
That's my general! My right-hand man!
This kid actually sent Sima Rong to a place like Fengzhou City? Although this is an evil capital, it is still so far away from Chenji Mountain. Is he exiling my West Mountain Lord...
The wooden man entered the house, and after a while, Sima Rong came out of the house. To my surprise, he was... sitting in a wheelchair and let the wooden man push him out.
"How did Chen Lan come so easily?"
Huh, what, you are still so close
When did you two get along so well, why don't I know
"Let me make you a scabbard." Mo Qing took the Liuhe Sword from my hand and handed it to Sima Rong.
I couldn't help but be stunned again, what's going on? Has my Xishanzhu quit the intelligence network? Changed the mechanics? Started working as a blacksmith? In this small courtyard? Do you sell anything else? Is it for sale? How did his leg break? and…
If it was interrupted, can you help fight back the clowns
My right arm was broken by someone's leg!
It's like I've been discounted by a finger, okay
Lord Xishan broke his leg, but Gu Hanguang didn't heal it. This is no longer just a matter of people getting hurt, it's a matter of my Wanlumen being bullied by others! You have to let me know you didn't handle this properly, clown bastard, and sooner or later I'll break your leg too!
"Liuhetianyijian?"
Sima Rong took the sword, the light of the Liuhe sword reflected in his eyes, with some sparkling meaning, he carefully examined it in his hand, and praised, "It is indeed the legendary Heavenly Sword, very sword-like, with its own Three-point killing intent." Sima Rong smiled slightly as if remembering something from the past, "I remember that Zhao Yao also mentioned this sword before, but he thought that the road to Xiandao was far away, and it took time to get the sword, and I never succeeded. Now, you can get it. The sword, stored in Wanlumen, can be regarded as fulfilling her wish."
It's not considered a thing, it's the fulfillment of my wish. Because this sword also fell into my hands.
It's rare, my Xishan master, still remembers what I said.
I sighed in my heart that I, the master of Xishan, was the most gentle person. The first time I met him, it was when his family was in the middle of the road.
A small fairy sect was washed clean by the blood of the enemy, he escaped with difficulty, and begged for food among the refugees to make a living. I happened to pass by and saw that he was quite strong, so I gave him food and brought him into Wanlu's family. Pointed to a master to teach him magic.
After a few years, the master I pointed him to died, and he went all over the world by himself.
I still remember that when he was still a teenager, he knelt in front of the Hall of No Evil, kowtowed to me, and said solemnly: "Sect Master, Sima Rong is not very capable now, so he cannot serve the Sect Master. To repay the kindness of the sect master for re-creation, I beg the sect master to agree to allow me to go out to practice, and when he returns from school, he will sincerely repay the sect master!"
There was a little nervousness in his youthful voice that day, and it still seems to be echoing in my ears today.
I made this wish for him, and let him practice abroad. In those years, news came back from outside, saying how many friends he made and how much he grew up in the arena.
One day, this young man returned to Wanlumen, but he had turned into a young man, handsome in appearance and gentle in temperament. He was able to chat and laugh with me in the Hall of No Evil without stage fright.
He is no longer that young boy, but what has not changed is his loyal heart.
When Sima Rong returned to the mountain, what he brought back to me was the intelligence network he had built outside. Although it was not perfect at the time, Wanlumen was able to "know all the world's affairs in one day", and it was all through this intelligence network that it slowly grew.
As he said, Sima Rong really did his best for Wanlumen, and he repaid me wholeheartedly. And in the face of such a good disciple, I naturally reciprocate with the greatest favor I can give. I gave him the position of the Lord of the West Mountain. He had great intelligence and low cultivation, so I sent An Luowei to protect him personally.
Until I died, Sima Rong never did anything to disappoint me, and I never failed him once.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was my closest right-hand man.
However, now...
I, the West Mountain Lord, seem to miss me a lot in his words, but why does he... have such a good relationship with Mo Qing
Don't you know that I was killed by Mo Qing
I stared at him, a little unhappy. I kept staring until Sima Rong finally looked away from Mo Qing's face and glanced at me: "Who is this?"
"Apprentice." Mo Qing replied, "The sword is for her."
"Oh." Sima Rong replied lightly, and lowered his head to look at the sword in his hand, "Yes, such a good sword is a waste to leave it alone." He murmured, and after a moment of silence, he looked up at Mo again. Qing, smiled, "Come and sit first. Tell me, what kind of scabbard do you want?"
Passing through the small courtyard and entering the house, I saw two floors up and down the house. There were no stairs, all of which were paved slopes, which were convenient for wheelchairs to get up and down. There are also a few wooden people who are busy up and down the house, each doing his own thing, more rules than people.
There are also some wooden birds and wooden horses shelving in the corner.
The whole wooden Grand View Garden…
I remember that my Xishanzhu didn't have such a hobby before.
Glancing around the room, my eyes suddenly stopped in the middle of the lobby. There was a square table with a wooden model of the Hall of Innocence on it. The appearance is exquisite, and it is very laborious to look at the thin woods one by one.
Seeing me staring at this model in a daze, Sima Rong said, "I have nothing to do, so I will come and play to comfort my thoughts."
He said that he misses it for comfort... that proves that he wants to go back to Chenji Mountain. But he wanted to go back but didn't...
one! Certainly! It was Mo Qing, the clown and eight monsters who exiled him here! It must be my Xishan Lord who was thinking of me and was unwilling to do things for him, so Mo Qing targeted him! Now he has imprisoned my North Mountain Lord and exiled my West Mountain Lord, leaving Gu Hanguang, who can't stand me, wandering around Chenji Mountain every day.
This clown bastard! What a deep thought!
I gave Mo Qing a gloomy look at the back of his head.
Mo Qing was taking the tea cup handed over by the wooden man at the right time, and his fingers froze slightly in a trance. I was afraid that he would detect my uncontrollable anger, so he turned his back and looked at other things. I heard Mo Qing say to Sima Rong behind him: "If you miss Chenji Mountain, you can go back. The position of the Lord of Xishan will always be reserved for you."
Mo Qing asked him to go back? My ears pricked up.
Sima Rong laughed: "No, I miss it, I miss it, but it's here."
What? Is my Xishanzhu unwilling to return to Chenji Mountain? I turned my head and looked at Sima Rong.
"Besides, I was in Chenji Mountain to repay the swaggering kindness. Since she is gone, there is no need for me to stay there. You have also taken care of Wanlumen very well. I'm going to be the head of the door soon. I am disabled, so I can't move around, and... I don't know when this fate is coming. I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the king's hall in the next day, so let me congratulate you in advance. ."
Mo Qing didn't answer.
Sima Rong didn't care too much, and only picked up the Liuhe Sword and looked at it: "Let's talk about it, what kind of scabbard are you going to get? It's a mechanism that has been used for several years, and it should not be a scabbard. disappointing you."
Sima Rong, you won't let me down when you are a scabbard, but how could you let me down when you are the Lord of the West Mountain!
I'm gone, will you fight for nothing
You child, why are you so unwilling!
With my care and love for you in the past, and your prestige and prestige in Wanlumen, have you ever thought about usurping a position or something! Stab Mo Qing down and be the king!
After following me for so many years, how come there is no such thing as self-motivation? Look at Jiang Wu, a person outside the door, for the position of the door owner, he can jump more than you!