Meng Qi didn't regard himself as a guest at all. He walked slowly to the side of Wang Siyuan and Han Sanniang. He sat down, picked up the tea that had been prepared and fiddled with it symbolically a few times with the tea lid.
This cup of tea is green in color, and the tea buds are floating in it, soothing the body, like a hibiscus emerging from the water. The fragrance is high and sweet, and the taste is long and sweet. Even though Meng Qi has no understanding of the tea ceremony, he can't help but praise it. He said: Good tea.
This is the only one produced by the nine dragon trees beside the Yue Lake in Guangling, and there is no more. Madam Han Sanniang glanced at Wang Siyuan with her beautiful eyes.
Wang Siyuan didn't speak, and Meng Qi didn't answer the question. He smiled to himself and said: I found the devil who killed the Eight-Armed Tianlong and others with the Wolf King. It was a bit of a coincidence.
Just a few days ago, Mrs. Han Sanniang and Master Luo tried to join forces, forcing the Wolf King to get angry and attack other small and medium-sized talkers. This gave Jiang Hengchuan and I a reason to go to him first. I have to say it was a coincidence.
One coincidence is considered normal, but two coincidences are suspicious. In addition, I have always wondered why Mr. Wang didn't take the opportunity to find the Wolf King to make plans, so I came here.
He had a light smile, his white clothes were whiter than snow, and he had a long sword across his knees. There was no anger, no boasting, and no uncertainty in his words.
If you know it, it means you still have brains. Wang Siyuan commented concisely and comprehensively.
Meng Qi's mouth twitched: I can see it, and others can naturally see it too.
Just what they need to see. Wang Siyuan answered lightly, his expression unchanged and his face still pale, making Meng Qi suspect that this guy would faint at any time.
Meng Qi breathed out: I hate guys like you who know fortune-telling and layout the most.
He spoke casually, but he didn't annoy anyone. Instead, he made Mrs. Han giggle: I'm also the most annoying.
Ahem, if you want to deal with me in the future, what are you going to do? Wang Siyuan coughed twice, showing a rare interest.
Meng Qi thought seriously: First, he must learn the art of fortune-telling. He doesn't have to be too accurate, but he must know how to cover himself.
This is a lie to you, he added silently in his mind, covering himself up. You don't need to know fortune-telling to do it. As long as you practice the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills to the seven orifices, you will be more harmonious with the inner world. With its ability to avoid disasters, it should have the effect of being one with nature and man like the Wolf King to cover it up.
In the past three months, one of Meng Qi's greatest gains was that since he had shed his mortal body, he had plenty of time to do so. The previous three months plus these three months totaled half a year. The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills broke through the four orifices and officially entered the sixth orifices. The nose orifice is getting stronger and stronger, and it is at most a year and a half away from the seventh orifice, and the eighth level of the Golden Bell Cover has also started, and most of the relevant acupuncture points of the eighth orifice have been condensed.
As for the methods of peering into the secrets of heaven, Meng Qi's knowledge was already complicated enough. Let alone the issue of talent, he was really unable to distract himself. He should wait for the breakthrough of the nine orifices and seek the interaction between heaven and man. When heaven and man are united and a solid foundation is laid for the future, then they can practice again. Judging from the fact that He Jiu, Wang Siyuan and others have suppressed it for several years without making a breakthrough, there will definitely be plenty of time.
Of course, similar means cannot be lacking, from time to time. If you don't distinguish between yin and yang, it's easy to suffer losses, and your friends can't be together all the time.
Yes, then Wang Siyuan listened to Meng Qi's plan with a slight smile.
Then he will practice martial arts hard, strive to surpass you as soon as possible, and then pick an opportunity where you can't avoid the fight. Just post a battle post and compete with you openly. In such a scenario, your layout should be useless and I can give you a good beating. Meng Qi answered seriously.
Pfft, Mrs. Han couldn't help laughing. It's a good idea, simple and crude. He used force to suppress others, and he really restrained Mr. Wang. Haha, Su Meng, the mad swordsman, is really a wonderful person.
Wang Siyuan's smile was slightly stiff: You must first surpass me in strength, otherwise you will be humiliating yourself.
After selling out the simple and crude style, Meng Qi smiled again: This is my own business.
He is not afraid that Wang Siyuan will see that he answered this way on purpose, because it is indeed his true inner thoughts. To be honest, he has long been disgusted with people who hide behind the scenes and manipulate others and are constantly plotting and scheming. If he has the chance, he will definitely beat him up. pause
Lady Han interrupted and said, "Why bother arguing about the future? Why don't you just listen to me play a song?"
Wang Siyuan picked up the tea cup without comment and took a sip.
Meng Qi did the same and did not stop him.
In front of Mrs. Han Sanniang was a Guqin with seven strings, both civil and military, with broken marks on its body.
She had no ornaments on her fingers, and even her nails were clean, which was completely inconsistent with the exaggerated image rumored by the outside world. She raised her hands lightly, and the sound of the piano rose, peaceful and quiet, like the gurgling water, meandering into the heart.
After the song was played, the flower hall was peaceful and peaceful.
Wang Siyuan moved the five fingers of his right hand, as if he was grasping the notes just now: Susu, your piano skills have improved again, but compared to the talented girl from the Ruan family who was born with a musical heart, she is still far behind. Get its god.
When I went to Meng Qi, I was speechless. Can you say this in front of your own woman? Although Mrs. Han's piano skills are indeed much worse than those of snack food, Mr. Wang, you don't have to say it directly. Could it be that you are the most powerful person in the world? Unworthy of a woman's heart
As expected, Mrs. Han Sanniang's face darkened and she said coldly: "It's really not as good as her. She is the legitimate daughter of a noble family. She has a natural heart for piano and a unique skill passed down from her family. What does it matter to a person like me who thinks about it by myself?"
If you like to listen to her play, just go to Langya and listen.
I'm not feeling well today, please come back.
She stood up and walked into the backyard.
Wang Siyuan patted his clothes, stood up leisurely, and said to Meng Qi:
In a few days, it will be time for the main show, so you can take care of yourself.
He was not at all annoyed or embarrassed about being driven away by Mrs. Han. It seemed that he said those words just to wait for her departure.
You are so scheming, I will cough you to death sooner or later. Meng Qi cursed and asked casually: Could it be that the results of your divination are fake
The Wolf King must have been on North Street before, but with the movement just now, you think he will continue to hide here. Wang Siyuan smiled confidently.
Meng Qi didn't ask any more questions, picked up his sword and left. In a few days, the drama will begin and end.
The next day, Qingshou Capt. Dai Fei invited Meng Qi and Jiang Hengchuan to the restaurant for tea as a gesture of thanks for the help.
Although they failed to find the Wolf King, they managed to force out a leftist demon. The two of them also contributed a lot. If you need help in the future, please feel free to contact us at Six Doors. Dai Fei drank tea instead of wine. A toast.
Jiang Hengchuan took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "The demons of the left are cruel. To force him out is to save his own life. Dai Qingshou, I don't know where he came from. Have you found out?"
Meng Qi also looked hungry for news.
Dai Fei pondered for a moment: "You are involved in this matter, so it's okay to tell you. This devil first appeared in Yangxia." Practicing Qigong with corpses is somewhat related to the impermanence of life and death sect. Being chased by them, they seemed to be chasing Qiu Fei, but in Yangxia, his magic power seemed to have just broken through, and now he felt like he had achieved great success.
Dacheng is still far away, Meng Qi retorted in his heart.
Jiang Hengchuan took a breath: I don’t know what magic power it is.
Perhaps because the opportunity fell into the hands of Lao Zhong, he attached great importance to the relevant news.
There is no relevant secret file. Dai Fei revealed.
While he was talking, a noisy voice sounded from below, coming from a distance. Like something big happened.
Dai Fei, as Qingshou's head catcher, followed the sound and was immediately speechless: It turned out to be the Ruan family's legitimate daughter.
Meng Qi looked through the window and saw a carriage slowly approaching at the end of the street.
The car window was open, but it was covered with gauze and hazy, making it difficult to see inside clearly. It adds a bit of mystery, attracting many passers-by to stretch their necks to look at it.
The carriage has a simple shape, no gorgeous decorations, and only a few patterns, like musical notes, which should not attract attention normally. But there were a team of servants in brocade robes on each side of the carriage to clear the way for pedestrians to avoid.
It turned out that Qin Xin was born as the legitimate daughter of the Ruan family. Jiang Hengchuan then looked around with emotion in his tone.
Meng Qi pretended to be surprised: Why is the Ruan family’s legitimate daughter here
The Maoling Nangong clan is a family friend of the Ruan family. Yesterday, they received news that the Ruan family's legitimate daughter was going to Dajue Temple to offer incense and fulfill her vows, so he sent his servants to clear the way for her. Dai Fei explained.
It seems that she worked really hard to come over. No wonder he couldn't sneak in covertly, but it didn't matter much. Meng Qi nodded: But why should he go to Dajue Temple to fulfill his vow
It is said that when Mrs. Ruan was pregnant with her, she came to watch the high tide of Jinshui. She burned a stick of incense at Dajue Temple, and her heart for playing the piano was born. Now that the high tide of Jinshui is coming soon, it is normal to come here to fulfill her wish. Dai Fei chuckled and said, "It is rumored that Ruan Nu's beauty is the best in Jiangdong, and she is like a fairy from the Moon Palace who is better than a mortal. No wonder after the news spread, so many good people came to watch."
The legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family is no better than a disciple of a sect. She rarely interacts with the lower classes when traveling around the world. She rides across the city and is entertained by her own aristocratic family. Even if her fame spreads far and wide, how can normal martial arts people see her
If the head of the Ruan family had not said that to marry Ruan Yushu, he must be married into a wife, I am afraid that the young masters of the aristocratic family would have already crossed the threshold of Langya Chaoyin Pavilion. Jiang Hengchuan's words were a little sad, but also a little yearning. After all, there was an invisible barrier between the aristocratic family and casual cultivators like him, unless he was willing to lower his head.
Dai Fei sighed: Ruan Nu's beauty is spread all over Jiangdong, and her piano skills are also said to be unparalleled, but she has never seen her. I wonder if I can use Nangong's light this time to see the beauty and listen to her unparalleled piano.
His tone sounded like he was in Jiangdong but had not heard the sound of the piano. If he returned to Shendu in the future and was asked about it, he would probably be laughed at as a country bumpkin.
Jiang Hengchuan shook his head and said: How can the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family be a brothel harp player? If she had not been friends in the world, how could she entertain people with the sound of the harp in private
After saying that, he paused and said with a smile: I just hope that we have the chance to meet each other in the future and listen to the twelve divine sounds of Langhuan.
This is not considered normal piano art.
Meng Qi didn't say anything and listened quietly. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew through, lifting the veil, revealing the person inside. The busy people and people on both sides tried their best to look at each other, hoping to see the most beautiful woman in Jiangdong, a family that could not be encountered normally. Daughter.
Dai Fei and Jiang Hengchuan couldn't help but look over.
The person in the car is wearing a white dress like snow, sitting upright, with a cool temperament, a slim figure, and skin as smooth as gel, but her face is covered with white gauze, hazy and unclear, and she can only vaguely feel that she is breathtakingly beautiful.
There were sounds of inhalation, and a smile appeared on Meng Qi's lips:
The snack foodie is indeed here. . If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.