Haha, Meng Qi laughed twice, pretended not to hear, left the big boat, got on the small boat, and approached the shore. Wang Zai wisely did not ask any more questions. After he got to the shore, he said sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Su Xian, for rescuing the siege." .
It takes a little effort. Meng Qi calmed down.
Brother Su Xian, do you really need help with something important? Wang Zai thinks something should be done.
Meng Qi shook his head, not wanting to involve Wang Zai in the Shinhwa matter: it was just an excuse, he planned to go to Jiange and then return to Xingyun Village to practice.
Wang Zai nodded and said: In that case, Brother Yu will leave.
The two of them separated. Meng Qi hurried along the Tianxiu River in the direction of Jiange. After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped and looked into the middle of the river.
This place is away from the most prosperous place, and there are fewer buildings and boats. At a glance, the water is undulating, and in the middle of the water, there is a small boat drifting with the current. On the boat sits a young man in green clothes, with a large jar of wine in front of him, drinking facing the moon.
He is in his twenties, has an average appearance, an elegant temperament, and a bold and unrestrained posture. He drinks wine as if drinking water, and sings songs from time to time. There is a bit of youthful white on his head, which makes him feel like a fairy after many vicissitudes of life. Elegant and carefree, like a green lotus blooming slowly between heaven and earth.
Although he did not recognize this person, Meng Qi still vaguely guessed his identity. He originally planned to go to Yingcheng to challenge him, but now things changed at any time, so he went to the Xingyun Banquet first.
Young Master Qinglian Liusu, the direct descendant of the Huanhua Sword Sect
Turning his head, Meng Qi decided to rush to Jiange first.
This friend, we met in Jiang Zuo, why don't we come and have a drink. At this moment, Liusu smiled drunkenly. He noticed Meng Qi's inspection and sensed his energy, knowing that he was an unusual person.
Meng Qi thought about it, and took this opportunity to ask Senior Brother Qi if he had found the local leader of the Huanhua Sword Sect, and reminded him to be careful about Old Zhong, so he laughed loudly: Mr. Qinglian's wine must be good wine. How can you miss it
He broke off two dead branches from the nearby tree, jumped up, and flew gracefully across the river like a bird approaching the river.
The Tianxiu River is relatively wide, and the boat is located in the middle of the river. Meng Qi has already started to fall after crossing less than half of the river.
The waves rose and fell, and he threw out a dead branch in his hand. Float on the water, tiptoe a little. He soared into the air again, and after two consecutive strokes, he landed opposite Liusu and sat on the other end of the boat.
Next to the wine jar, there was a clean and empty bowl, as if Liusu had already prepared it.
Could it be that the young master had another guest? Meng Qi felt that Liusu could not be waiting for him on a special trip.
Liusu patted the wine jar, and a stream of wine turned into a flying spring and fell into the empty bowl, which was just full. No more, no less. Even Meng Qi couldn't help but marvel at this level of control.
I brought wine to fight with others, but he broke the promise, so I had to drink alone. Fortunately, I met you. Liusu held up the wine bowl, elegant yet heroic. Although we don’t know each other, we become drinking buddies after drinking.
Meng Qi also picked up the bowl and felt that the wine was fragrant and light green in color. It was an extraordinary product: This is Su Meng.
The two clinked their bowls and each had a clean meal. Meng Qi felt that the wine entered his throat, turned into a line of fire, and flowed into his stomach. Immediately, the aftertaste of fragrance spread, and the warmth was suffused, mellow and sweet, and he said: "Good wine."
The building is filled with mist and rain. This forum has been around for thirty years, and I shamelessly asked for it. Liusu laughed with satisfaction, as if praising his wine made him happier than praising him himself.
Meng Qi also patted the wine jar, causing a flying fountain to split into two streams and fall into their respective bowls, no more and no less, just enough to fill the bowl.
This control is no worse than Tassel
Liusu chuckled and said: I heard from Junior Brother Qi that you once wanted to discuss with me.
Yes, Senior Brother Qi also asked Meng Qi knowingly in Yingcheng.
Liusu patted the side of the boat: "Of course, if Xingyun's banquet is not coming soon, we can each bring ten jars of wine and slowly taste the wine and discuss martial arts."
There will definitely be opportunities in the future. Meng Qi paused and asked the young master to tell Senior Brother Qi that Lao Zhong, who had a bad relationship with him, appeared in Yingcheng.
Liusu nodded, without asking any further questions, and raised his bowl to drink with Meng Qi.
After drinking three bowls in a row, Meng Qi didn't deliberately use his internal energy. He asked with a hint of drunkenness: "I wonder who the young master made an appointment with earlier."
It must be extraordinary to have an appointment with Young Master Qinglian. Meng Qi saw the undercurrent in Ying City now, so he asked more questions.
Liusu looked at Jiang Xin and said with emotion: Sikong Tu, the King of Thieves.
The King of Thieves Meng Qi is no stranger to this name. He is a well-known figure in the Liumenhai Sea. He has been famous for many years. Many graves are hated by their masters.
When I traveled to Jiangdong before, I encountered Sikong and tried to capture him, but in the end I was unable to do so and had to settle for an equal victory. He was also a good drinker, so we often had bets and fights. If I won, he would wash his hands of me. If I lose, I will help him do something that does not violate the rules of the sect. To this day, I have had five bets and all have been draws. Liusu finished a bowl and thought about the past. Sikong had previously asked me to have a fight here today, but he didn't show up. Maybe he was caught up in something else.
Meng Qi nodded. The Thief King was also in Ying City. It was really possible to meet a master at any time here.
After drinking seven or eight bowls of wine with Liusu, Meng Qi hurried to Jiange. He stood up to say goodbye and glanced at the boat, trying to find something to stop him on the way.
Why do you need this? I'll give you a ride. Liusu drew his sword drunkenly, his expression was full of sacredness, and he chanted loudly:
Flying down three thousand feet
With a slash of the long sword, the river suddenly roared, the waves surged into the air, turned and pushed the boat to the shore. The wonderful force and the skillful use of momentum made people feel that the tassels can mobilize the power of heaven and earth for their own use. Misunderstand.
Liusu didn't say goodbye with much courtesy, turned around and patted the boat, sailed towards the middle of the river again, and said loudly: A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date
Meng Qi looked back and sighed, those who can unite nature and man really have their own courage and feeling.
When they arrived at Jiange, Meng Qi met Jiang Zhiwei and told him the truth about what happened to Lao Zhongtou.
The details cannot be kept secret, Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan will definitely publicize it.
Jiang Zhiwei had a hard time holding back her laughter, nodded and said: I will be careful, by the way, my uncle Hong has arrived at Ying City.
Meng Qi felt relieved, knowing that Hong Qian, the Star-Shattering Sword of Xijiang Pavilion, was a genuine exterior scene, Su Wuming’s senior brother.
After leaving Jiange, he walked along the Tianxiu River and planned to return to Xingyun Village.
As he walked, he saw the building boat of Xiuyue Pavilion again.
Meng Qi was a little surprised to have arrived here. This place is close to Yuehu Lake and Yanyu Mountain, and few high-rise ships come here.
The building boat docked, the lights were dim, and it seemed that there were very few guests, or maybe they were all sleeping.
Meng Qi suddenly felt something in his heart and ducked behind a tree.
He looked around and saw a window opened, and a man in black robe jumped out. Then Mi Zijing appeared and closed the window. His face was full of solemnity, and there was no trace of his previous unrestrained behavior.
The man in black robe has the iconic rosacea. He seems to be extremely afraid of being followed. He continuously changes his body shape and slowly blends into the darkness.
And Meng Qi felt that someone was trying to get him.
Meng Qi did not take any action because he did not want to mess with other people's affairs. He had enough troubles. Mi Zi was secretive and could not be related to Jin Wang Zhao Yi.
In silence, Meng Qi passed by this place and returned directly to Xingyun Village, meditating and practicing, trying to figure out his moves.
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shone into the small courtyard where Meng Qi was.
Meng Qi woke up and felt that the sky was clear and the air was clear, and he felt comfortable. Everything he encountered yesterday seemed to be a thing of the past.
This made his mind clear, and he suddenly had inspiration:
Senior Brother Qi was not killed by the Blessed Heavenly Palace. The people of Shinhwa would not have thought that he would inform me.
Zhiwei and I have already met, so this matter must have spread to Xijian Pavilion
Uncle Hong of Xijiang Pavilion came to Yingcheng. Judging from Liusu's attitude, masters from the Huanhua Sword Sect might also come.
Shinhwa will really come to deal with me
As he thought about it, Meng Qi's eyes narrowed slightly. The myth had not been successfully silenced, and the matter had been exposed. They were just venting their anger, and they would continue to act at such great risk.
If it were me, I'm afraid I would give up temporarily and find another opportunity. It's not that important anyway.
But Lao Zhong still appeared in Yingcheng
Is it simply hiding in the local area, or does Shinhwa have other plans
While he was thinking hard, the servant of Xingyun Village sent a letter, saying that it was from a child nearby.
Meng Qi was confused, so he checked it first before opening the letter. He saw it written in delicate hairpin-flowered small letters:
Twenty miles east of the city, in Longpan Mountain's Grave Valley, the whereabouts of the devil are revealed.
Gu Xiaosang's letter, the whereabouts of Lao Zhong, Meng Qi's hand holding the letter tightened involuntarily. . If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.