The clothes of the young master named Tang were scratched by the rocks and other rocks that the boat passed through, and were bitten by fish, and were in tatters. Everything on his body fell off, and even his long knife sank to the bottom of the water. Meng Qi didn't find anything of value.
The pale moonlight shone on the face of Mr. Tang, making the sincerity and unwillingness in his eyes extremely obvious, and the two lines of tears evaporated a lot, leaving mottled traces.
Hey, Meng Qi's eyes opened early, and under the change of light and shadow, he realized that something was wrong with his tears. It was not the tears, but his skin.
His left hand groped the face of Mr. Tang, gradually and slowly, and suddenly he picked up a layer of skin from the corner of his ear and peeled it off.
It's actually a human skin mask
Meng Qi held the mask, looked at Mr. Tang's face, and let out another soft sigh.
This is not because the young man surnamed Tang has become another person, but because the real appearance under the other person's skin mask is the same as the appearance and features of the person wearing the human skin mask. The only difference is that his real face is covered with criss-crossing lines. Although the wound was not a new one, it was extremely deep and difficult to heal. It became even scarier and more hideous after it became scarred and wrinkled.
The reason he wears this human skin mask is probably just to cover up his disfigured face. Meng Qi looked at the thin mask in his hand and secretly speculated.
This mask was so exquisitely made that it would have been difficult to spot it with my own eyes unless the young master named Tang shed tears before his death.
The many wounds on his face were definitely not caused during a fight. They looked like they had been tortured by life. Meng Qi made a judgment.
If it was caused by a fight, there would only be one or two deep wounds. Unlike now, they are crisscrossed and densely packed, making people shudder. It was obviously someone who deliberately did it.
Then I think of the slightly fearful and vigilant expression of Mr. Tang when he mentioned that he was going out to explore, and think of his experience of being killed by another assassin while watching Shan Xiumei fight with the Huanxi Demon Iron Hand Demon and jumping into the river. . Meng Qi was sure that the matter was not simple. Mr. Tang might have offended someone he shouldn't have offended, knew something he shouldn't have known, was brutally tortured, and was stabbed to death by an assassin.
After thinking for a moment, Meng Qi picked up the human skin mask and found the heavy object. He tied him to the young master named Tang and threw him into the river. Implement water burial.
The matter is unknown, and I cannot wade into your muddy waters. Meng Qi sighed, wiped away the traces, and walked back to the cabin. The human skin mask was intended to be used in the reincarnation world. If there was a camp confrontation mission, the enemy would have to return to the main world to seek revenge on Mr. Tang, who had been missing for a long time.
In the next few days, the building boat passed through the cold winter and sailed into midsummer. The peaks on both sides of the strait touch the sky, with the cries of apes and monkeys constantly, the greenery is faint, and the trees are continuous.
After passing the steep mountains, the building boat enters the plains, thousands of miles of fertile soil, and a vast array of houses.
Meng Qi has been concentrating on staying in the cabin. With the help of Lei Hen, Zi Lei Jin has officially started and can start to practice the Crazy Thunder of the Zi Lei Sword Technique.
The building boat sailed up the river and entered the Yahe River, a tributary. Within a few days, it arrived at Yicheng. Further ahead is Yedu.
Because the Iron-Hand Killer was too conspicuous that day, no one came to harass Meng Qi during this period. After arriving in Yicheng, he left the remaining shipping money in his room and left at night, making it unclear where he got off. ship.
Carrying the package, Meng Qi looked like a scholar seeking relatives. At dawn, I paid the gate tax and entered the small but prosperous city.
Qi Zhengyan was easy to find. He randomly asked a man who looked like a good man in the world and asked him where the leader of the Huanhua Sword Sect was. Meng Qi got the location he wanted. He wandered over slowly, watching as he walked, and occasionally bought a bunch of candied haws for seasoning. .
The plaque of Huanhua Rice Shop came into view. Meng Qi straightened his gauze hat and clothes and stepped in with a smile.
It was early in the morning, Qi Zhengyan was wearing a blue robe, and was giving orders to the shopkeeper and waiters expressionlessly. When he suddenly saw a handsome boy coming in at the door, his face suddenly changed slightly, and his surprise was palpable.
The shopkeeper and waiters rarely saw any expression on Chief Qi's dead face. They turned their heads and saw Meng Qi smiling brightly and saying enthusiastically: Cousin, I'm here to join you.
The corner of Qi Zhengyan's mouth twitched, his expression returned, and he said in a brotherly manner: Come in with me.
He turned and walked towards the backyard. Although Meng Qi had always promised him that he would come to him, who knew it would come so quickly and suddenly.
When the shopkeeper and waiter saw that it was Director Qi's cousin, they looked surprised and weird. They even forgot to say hello, which made Meng Qi a little confused.
After entering the backyard room, Qi Zhengyan closed the door and poured Meng Qi a cup of tea: Junior Brother Meng, aren't you still in Xuanwu
In previous exchanges, Meng Qi mentioned that he had eaten with Zhang Yuanshan at Xuanwu.
Senior Brother Zhang has a big tree and attracts attention. I will give it up when I see it and come to join you, Senior Brother Qi. Could it be that I don't want to welcome you? Meng Qi deliberately said in a ridiculing tone, by the way, we are cousins, we can't reveal our secrets.
Qi Zhengyan's face twitched: It's not that I'm not welcome, but you should come to see me quietly first to discuss your words.
Um, what's the problem with my cousin? Meng Qi once asked Qi Zhengyan. He bought a property for his parents in his hometown, but he didn't receive it. After all, the position of the principal is not fixed, and he can be sent to other places at random times to guard the property. .
Since his parents are not here, there should be no problem pretending to be his cousin.
Qi Zhengyan shook his head: My cousin came to seek refuge before and got into trouble, but suddenly another cousin came, who always attracted attention.
No wonder the shopkeeper and the waiter had strange expressions. Meng Qi suddenly said, the last time we met, I realized that you, Senior Brother Qi, had something on your mind. Could it be that it was your cousin's fault
He took the opportunity to complete Jiang Zhiwei's instructions.
Qi Zhengyan's expression darkened a lot: It's a long story.
Then speak slowly. Meng Qi stared into Qi Zhengyan's eyes.
Qi Zhengyan knocked on the table: Our sect has two chiefs in Yicheng, one chief and the other.
I know that you are the deputy and the person in charge is one of your senior uncles. Meng Qi answered.
Qi Zhengyan clasped his hands: "When I first came here, my uncle was very wary of me. Later, when he saw that I was silent and honest, often unable to leave the hospital, he gradually gave me the management of the rice shop and some of the farmland."
The Huanhua Sword Sect has vast fields and many villages and shops in the city. To a large sect, it is nothing, but in the eyes of ordinary disciples in the awakening stage, just grabbing a little bit can make themselves rich and resources will no longer be tight.
Therefore, the uncle of the Huanhua Sword Sect was initially wary of Qi Zhengyan trying to get his hands on him and seek his position, but as time passed, he found that he was taciturn. He likes to practice martial arts behind closed doors and is quite honest, so he gave him some less important rights to prevent him from being unable to stay and applying to return to the mountain with a deputy who would be difficult to deal with.
Cousin, you don't care about this. The extra income is purely a windfall, for those who are popular and drink spicy food. Meng Qi strengthened his title. To avoid calling me by mistake when you are outside.
Qi Zhengyan shook his head and said: I am very satisfied with the current situation. I have extra money to buy properties for my parents and brothers, but the situation in Yicheng has changed.
Well, Meng Qi probably understands Qi Zhengyan's worries. He is afraid of losing the stable life in the main world, unable to practice martial arts and improve with peace of mind, cope with the tasks in the reincarnation world and the idea of becoming famous in the future.
Although the city is small, it is backed by Yedu, with many traders coming and going, and it is bustling and lively. There are four major families, Tang Ye Lingwan, and the Ye family Ling family is attached to the Zhoujun Wang family, and they want to suppress us and erode our industry here, while the Tang family Wan family is close to our sect and they are in the same spirit. They advance and retreat together to maintain the balance of the city.
Qi Zhengyan's worries had been hidden in his mind for a long time, and finally Meng Qi asked him. A month ago, the old man of the Tang family was seriously ill and could not manage the affairs. Several children are fighting, some want to rely on the Wang family, and some want to ask us to come forward. People are panicked, and the undercurrent is surging.
From then on, people from Wanjia gradually became alienated from us, and I don’t know what happened in the meantime.
Meng Qi frowned slightly: You, the Huanhua Sword Sect, have made your attitude clear. Just give your full support to one person, there is nothing to worry about
This is the intention of the sect, but if you want to support me, you must compete. I am not afraid of most of the masters in the city, but my martial arts are special and I cannot do it with all my strength in broad daylight, otherwise I will easily be jealous. Qi Zhengyan showed a hint of sadness.
The Huntian Treasure Mirror is the peerless magical skill on the first page of the Lord of Six Paths of Samsara's redemption book. It is comprehensive and powerful, and is different from most other skills. Although Qi Zhengyan only has four perfect apertures and is close to opening the nose aperture, the fourth layer of green After becoming a master of ice and snow, he is confident that he can defeat most of the masters of the seventh or even eighth apertures head-on, let alone the ordinary six-apertures.
Meng Qi laughed: It's a trivial matter. I will take care of future battles on my behalf. When encountering a powerful enemy that you and your uncle cannot defeat with their apparent strength, you can also ask for additional help from within the faction.
Um. Qi Zhengyan nodded slowly. Now that Meng Qi was here, most of his concerns would no longer matter.
Meng Qi asked what happened to your cousin.
Qi Zhengyan rarely showed his annoyance: half a month ago, my cousin came to Yicheng to seek refuge, but one night he was picked off by Li Sui, the guest of the Ye family, with his ghost sword. There were all the witnesses and physical evidence, but the people of the Ye family said that we deliberately Luo Zhi was accused of being framed, and he asked someone close to him to give false testimony to protect Li Sui. The uncle was afraid that the matter would get serious and provoke a direct conflict between the Ye family and the sect, which would lead to the interference of the Wang family. He advised me to cure my cousin first, and then wait. The affairs of the Tang family will be discussed again after the dust has settled.
Meng Qi frowned slightly: What is the attitude of your Huanhua Sword Sect
Uncle Master did not report it. Qi Zhengyan looked gloomy, and I sent my cousin back to his hometown to recuperate. Even if the broken tendon was repaired, there would be no hope for his future in martial arts.
Meng Qi nodded, then asked: How strong are the four Tang Ye Lingwan families
It has been passed down for a long time, and there are precious soldiers to suppress the family, but for many years there has not been half a step outside, the power has shrunk, and it cannot go beyond the scope of the city. Qi Zhengyan simply said, but after all, it is an aristocratic family, there is no shortage of resources and accumulation, and there are many masters of all kinds.
Meng Qi nodded lightly and said with a smile: Putting aside the unhappy things for now, cousin, you have to treat me to a drink of Jie Feng Wine.
I'm going to make a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing. Qi Zhengyan's expression was dull.
Meng Qi smiled and said: Okay, if there is any good food in the city, I will buy it to drink.
There is a Wufenglou nearby, and the pork head and beef with meat sauce are very good. Qi Zhengyan thought for a while and said.
Meng Qi walked out of the backyard, stepped onto the street under the eyes of the shopkeeper and waiters, stopped a passerby and asked:
Brother, I don’t know how to get away from the Ye family. If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.