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Is that scholar Lao Zhong? Lao Zhong who practiced the magic that could make him a demon? Lao Zhong who escaped from Ruan Yaoguang?
It turns out that Gu Xiaosang has found clues to the "myth"...

Nian Xue felt a little uneasy when being looked at by Meng Qi, and whispered:

"Sir, is there anything dirty on my face?"

"No, I just thought that the Xiaoyue mentioned by the weirdo should be somewhat similar to you, Miss Nianxue."

Meng Qi retracted his gaze and thought to himself, the "eating" that Old Zhongtou meant was not the "eating" between the beds, but the real eating, devouring the blood, flesh and essence, and merging into one. Fortunately, he was discovered by Gu Xiaosang and his whereabouts were exposed, otherwise, in time, you would not be able to escape the disaster.

"Hey, what is love in this world?"

When Bai Wenyuan heard about Old Zhongtou's story, he couldn't help but sigh. He must have truly loved Xiaoyue and didn't know why they broke up.

Bai Wenyuan has a rough appearance, but he is young and has a heart that is easily moved.

"Yes, I think so too."

Nian Xue signaled for the string and bamboo music to stop and asked Gui Gong to bring in his own zither.

"I wonder how often that weirdo comes and what time he likes to come?"

Meng Qi asked casually.

Nian Xue thought for a moment:
"I'm not sure, maybe seven days at most, maybe one or two days at least. I always choose noon when there's no one around."

Old Zhong has been in Yingcheng for so long? Meng Qi was slightly puzzled. If Shenhua wanted to take revenge on him, he must have decided on the location after hearing about the Xingyun Banquet. He would have arrived in Yingcheng at most half a month in advance, unless they happened to have someone here.

"How long ago was his earliest visit?"

Meng Qi asked.

Nian Xue recalled: "It should be more than two months ago."

More than two months ago... Even the Xingyun Feast had not received any news. Calculating the time, it was around the time when Old Zhong escaped from Dongyang Villa. Did he escape directly to Yingcheng? Meng Qi said calmly:
"When was the last time he came?"

"It was at noon today. He left half an hour before you came."

Nian Xue answered honestly.

"Su Meng, what's the point of caring about a man? Come, drink!"

Mi Zijing, contrary to his usual image, urged people to drink in a heroic manner.

Meng Qi had asked almost all the questions he needed to ask, so he raised his glass and drank with them.

When Nian Xue finished playing the song, Meng Qi laughed at himself:

"I just learned today from visiting Yanyu Mountain that Yingcheng was the capital of the previous dynasty. I am truly ignorant."

He used this to bring up the topic.

"Alas, vanity is always lost in time, and Yingcheng no longer has the atmosphere it had hundreds of years ago."

Mi Zijing said with emotion, "In the previous dynasty, my Mi family was still a wealthy local family in the countryside, and was inconspicuous in Yingcheng. It was only then that we took advantage of the opportunity to change the world and establish our family business."

I'm afraid it has collected the inheritance of many previous dynasties in Yingcheng... Meng Qi thought about it and smiled:

"An ancient capital like this must have had hundreds of years of rumors."

"Of course."

Mi Zijing was born and raised in Yingcheng. When he talked about the prosperity of his hometown in the past, he felt proud of it and became very excited.
"There are hundreds of rumors about the Han family in Yingcheng. It is said that when Emperor Ai saw that several major families had abandoned them at the last moment, he could not suppress them alone and could only survive for a while. So he sent his trusted people to hide the Han family's inheritance and secret treasures somewhere else, waiting for the storm to calm down and let the escaped Han family members take them."

"It is said that he did not want the city to be destroyed and the country to perish, so he sent people to dig up the Dragon Terrace and search for the Human Emperor Sword. Although he did not find it, he still gained a lot. It seems that he condensed into some secret treasure. But he finally crashed to death on the top of the Misty Rain Mountain. It can be seen that the secret treasure is useless."

"Some also say that he didn't have time to move the treasure, so he let the Han family's assassins take the young son and the inheritance away, in order to revive the family in the future."

"There are also rumors that he gave up on himself in the end and planned to contact the Nine Evil Paths to fight against the traitorous families and some of the sects that got involved."

Meng Qi listened attentively. Combining Wang Siyuan's hint, was the prince's goal a secret treasure or a treasure? Could it be that in addition to the appearance of the True Emperor Seal and the Human Emperor Sword, there was also the Emperor Ai's treasure?
Someone from the Han family must have escaped. Hundreds of years have passed, where is he now?
Wang Zai was also very interested in the affairs of the previous dynasty. He kept asking questions, always tickling Mi Zijing's sore spots and making him talk incessantly.

After hearing the rumors about Yingcheng, Meng Qi saw Mi Zijing, Bai Wenyuan and the prostitutes beside them were already entangled with each other, and Nian Xue next to them seemed to be approaching, so he stood up suddenly, bowed and said:

"Su suddenly remembered that there is something important that I have not yet done, so I will take my leave now."

He was telling the truth and had to tell Jiang Zhiwei to be careful of Old Zhong. Shenhua might not dare to provoke Su Wuming, but people who practiced the Heavenly Demon Art were always crazy and irrational. What could they not do?
And someone must be sent to keep an eye on Xiuyue Pavilion and wait for Old Zhong to come again.

Mi Zijing was stunned:

"Are you willing to leave this warm and beautiful woman?"

"This is a matter of great importance. We must go."

Meng Qi was firm in his attitude.

Seeing that he showed no sign of hesitation, Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan had no choice but to nod and agree.

Meng Qi turned around and said:
"Things are difficult, please help me, brother."

"it is good!"

Wang Zairu was pardoned and burst into tears of gratitude.

Nian Xue and Nian Feng escorted the two out of the private room. When they were about to leave the ship, Nian Xue came close to Meng Qi and said with a low laugh:

"Just now, the girl said that if you don't touch me, I will praise you on her behalf."

"what?"

Meng Qi's intuition is not a good thing.

But Nian Xue has already spoken:
"My husband is a good monk..."

Meng Qi's face suddenly darkened, and he pretended not to hear anything. He left the ship on his own, boarded a small boat, and moved closer to the shore. Wang Zai was tactful and did not ask any more questions. After he got ashore, he sincerely said, "Thank you, Brother Su, for helping me."

"It's just a piece of cake." Meng Qi calmed down.

"Brother Su, do you really have something important to tell you? Do you need help?" Wang Zai felt that he should do something.

Meng Qi shook his head, not wanting to involve Wang Zai in the "myth" matter: "It's just an excuse. I plan to go to Jiange and then return to Xingyun Manor to practice."

Wang Zai nodded and said, "In that case, I will take my leave now."

The two of them separated, and Meng Qi hurried along the Tianxiu River towards Jiange. After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped and looked towards the center of the river.

This place is far away from the most prosperous places, and there are fewer buildings and ships. At a glance, the water waves are rising and falling, and in the middle of the water, there is a small boat drifting with the waves. On the boat sits a young man in green clothes, with a large jar of wine in front of him, drinking it facing the moon.

He was in his twenties, of average looks, with an elegant temperament and a bold and carefree manner. He drank wine as if it were water and clapped his hands and sang from time to time. There was a little white hair on his head, which made him look more experienced and like an immortal. His every move was graceful and free, as if a green lotus was slowly blooming between heaven and earth.

Although he did not recognize this person, Meng Qi still vaguely guessed his identity. Originally, he planned to go to Yingcheng to challenge him, but now the time has changed, so he went to the Xingyun Banquet first.

"Young Master Qinglian" Liusu, the direct descendant of the Huanhua Sword School!

Turning his head, Meng Qi decided to go to Jiange first.

"My friend, since we meet in Jiangzuo, why don't we have a drink?" At this moment, Liusu laughed drunkenly. He noticed Meng Qi's gaze and sensed his aura, and knew that he was not an ordinary person.

Meng Qi thought about it for a moment, and took the opportunity to ask Senior Brother Qi if he had found the local leader of Huanhua Sword Sect, and reminded him to be careful of Old Zhong. He then laughed and said, "Young Master Qinglian's wine must be a fine wine, how can we miss it?"

He broke off two dry branches from a nearby tree, leaped up, and flew across the river gracefully like a bird. The Tianxiu River was relatively wide, and the boat was located in the middle of the river. Meng Qi began to fall when he had flown halfway.

The waves were floating up and down. He threw a dry branch in his hand, which floated on the water. He tiptoed and flew into the air again. After two consecutive branches, he landed opposite Liusu and sat at the other end of the boat.

Next to the wine jar, there was a clean, empty bowl, as if Liusu had prepared it in advance.

"Sir, do you have other guests?" Meng Qi felt that Liusu couldn't have been waiting for him specially.

Liusu patted the wine jar, and a stream of wine turned into a spring and fell into the empty bowl, filling it up exactly, not a cent more or a cent less. Even Meng Qi couldn't help but marvel at her control.

"I wanted to drink with someone, but he broke the promise, so I had to drink alone. Fortunately, I met you." Liusu picked up the wine bowl and said elegantly but heroically, "Although we don't know each other, we are drinking buddies after drinking."

Meng Qi also picked up the bowl, and could smell the aroma of wine. The color was light green, and it was not an ordinary wine. "I am Su Meng."

The two of them clinked their bowls and drank them all. Meng Qi felt the wine enter his throat, turning into a line of fire and flowing into his stomach. Immediately, the lingering fragrance rose up, warm and mellow, sweet, and he clapped his hands and said, "Good wine!"

"This jar of Louwailou Yanyu Brew is thirty years old. I had to be thick-skinned to get it." Liusu laughed with satisfaction, as if praising his wine made him happier than praising him himself.

Meng Qi also slapped the wine jar, causing the water to spring up and split into two streams, which fell into their respective bowls, also filling up a full bowl, exactly the right amount.

The control is no worse than that of tassels!
Liu Su laughed and said, "I heard from Junior Brother Qi that you once wanted to spar with me?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Qi is also in Yingcheng?" Meng Qi asked knowingly.

Liusu patted the side of the boat and said, "Yes, if the Xingyun Banquet wasn't coming up, we could each bring ten jars of wine and slowly enjoy the wine and discuss martial arts."

"There will definitely be a chance in the future." Meng Qi paused and said, "Please tell Senior Brother Qi that Old Zhongtou, who had a grudge against him, has appeared in Yingcheng."

Liusu nodded, without asking any more questions, and raised her bowl to drink with Meng Qi.

After drinking three bowls in a row, Meng Qi did not deliberately use his internal energy, but asked with a little bit of alcohol: "Who did you meet earlier?"

To be able to make an appointment with Young Master Qinglian, one must be extraordinary. Seeing that Yingcheng was currently experiencing undercurrents, Meng Qi asked a question.

Liusu looked towards Jiang Xin and said with emotion: "The 'King of Thieves' Sikong Tu."

"The King of Thieves?" Meng Qi was familiar with this name. He was a famous figure in the Six Gates' Maritime Police Department. He had been famous for many years. He was half a step away from the outside world. He was good at light skills, hiding his tracks, and using mechanical devices. He had robbed many people's homes and dug many graves. He was hated by the victims.

"When I was traveling in Jiangdong before, I encountered Sikong and tried to take him down, but I was ultimately powerless and could only fight him to a draw. He also likes to drink, so we often bet on each other. If I win, he will retire from the sect. If I lose, I will help him do something that does not violate the rules of our sect. So far, we have bet five times and all ended in a draw." Liusu drank a bowl of wine and recalled the past. "Sikong asked me to fight here today, but he did not show up. Maybe he was tripped up by other things."

Meng Qi nodded. The "King of Thieves" was also in Yingcheng. It was possible to encounter experts here at any time.

Suddenly, he had an inexplicable thought in his mind. Sikong Tu was known as the King of Thieves. Could it be that the real imperial seal that could lead to the Human Emperor Sword was on the King of Thieves and was brought to Yingcheng by him?

The more Meng Qi thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible.

The King of Thieves did not come. Either he hid himself with the real imperial seal, or something unexpected happened and he was caught up.

After drinking seven or eight bowls of wine with Liusu, Meng Qi was in a hurry to go 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 to do this? I'll take you on your way." Liusu, drunkenly, drew out her long sword, her expression full of holiness, and chanted aloud:

"The waterfall drops three thousand feet..."

With a slash of the sword, the river suddenly roared, and waves surged into the air, turning down and pushing the boat suddenly to the shore. The wonderful use of strength and the clever use of momentum made people misunderstand that Liusu could mobilize the power of heaven and earth for his own use.

Liusu did not say farewell politely. She turned around and patted the boat, sailing towards the center of the river again, and said loudly: "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a companion..."

Meng Qi looked back and sighed, "Those who can achieve harmony between man and nature really have their own spirit and feeling."

After arriving at Jiange, after being informed and facing scrutiny from many people, Meng Qi met Jiang Zhiwei and told her everything about Old Zhongtou.

The details cannot be hidden, Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan will definitely spread them.

Jiang Zhiwei had to work hard to hold back her laughter and nodded, "I'll be careful. By the way, our sect's Master Hong has arrived in Yingcheng."

Meng Qi felt relieved. Hong Qian, the "Star-Breaking Sword" of Xijian Pavilion, was the real outsider and Su Wuming's senior brother.

After leaving Jiange, he followed the Tianxiu River and planned to return to Xingyun Manor.

As he walked, he saw the building ship of Xiu Yue Pavilion again.

"It actually sailed here?" Meng Qi was a little surprised. This place was close to Yue Lake and Yanyu Mountain, and few ships came here.

The ship was docked and the lights were dim. It seemed that there were few guests, or they were all asleep.

Meng Qi suddenly had an idea and hid behind a tree.

He looked far away and saw a window open. A man in a black robe jumped out, then Mi Zijing appeared and closed the window. His face was serious and solemn, with no trace of his previous unruly behavior.

The man in black robe had a signature rosacea and seemed extremely afraid of being followed. He kept changing his body shape and slowly blended into the darkness.

Meng Qi sensed that someone was trying to catch up with him.

Meng Qi did not take any action, because he did not want to meddle in other people's affairs. He already had enough troubles. Mi Zijing's mysterious behavior might be related to Jin Wang Zhao Yi.

Silently, Meng Qi passed by this place and returned directly to Xingyun Manor, where he meditated and practiced, figuring out his moves.

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In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shone into the courtyard where Meng Qi was.

Meng Qi woke up and felt that the sky was clear and the air was fresh. He was in a good mood. Everything he had experienced yesterday seemed to have become a thing of the past.

This made him clear his mind, and suddenly he had an inspiration:
"Brother Qi was not killed by the 'Blessing Heavenly Palace'. Would the people from 'Myth' not have thought that he would come to inform me?"

"I have already met Zhiwei, and this matter must have spread to Xijian Pavilion..."

"Master Hong from Xijian Pavilion has come to Yingcheng. Judging from Liusu's attitude, the masters from Huanhua Sword Sect will probably come as well..."

"Will 'Myth' really come to deal with me?"

As he thought about it, Meng Qi's eyes narrowed slightly. Shenhua had not succeeded in silencing the witness, the truth had already been exposed, and they were simply venting their anger. Would they continue to act at such a great risk?

If it were me, I would probably stop doing it temporarily and look for another opportunity. It’s not a big deal anyway.

"But Old Zhong still appeared in Yingcheng..."

"Is he simply hiding in this place, or does 'Myth' have other plans? Could it be that the magician is also interested in the True Emperor Seal?"

Meng Qi suddenly thought that since the leader of the mythology was called "Emperor of Heaven", he must be very interested in the inheritance of the Human Emperor. After all, the Human Emperor almost replaced Heaven with humanity.

Just then, a servant from Xingyun Manor brought a letter, saying it was from a nearby child.

Meng Qi was puzzled and checked it before opening the letter. He saw the following words written in beautiful small characters:

"Twenty miles east of the city, in the Longpan Mountain Massacre Valley, the demon is found."

Gu Xiaosang's letter? The whereabouts of Lao Zhongtou? Meng Qi couldn't help but tighten his grip on the letter.

Meng Qi had never seen Gu Xiaosang's handwriting, so it was obviously impossible to determine her identity simply from the handwriting. However, she had just discovered Lao Zhongtou's whereabouts yesterday, and today she got clear information, so it was hard not to connect the two together.

The simplest, clearest, and most consistent inference of the development of events is: After discovering Lao Zhongtou, Gu Xiaosang sent people to follow him quietly and determined his destination or hiding place. Because he was worried about an ambush or trap, and Luo Jiao's strength here was not sufficient, he notified himself first and let the righteous people test the danger.

Of course, maybe the "Shōma" deliberately sent the letter to me in revenge, but two conditions must be met first. First, they discovered the connection between me and Gu Xiaosang, and second, they believed that they had found Lao Zhongtou. Only in this way would they write in female handwriting and lure me with the whereabouts of the demon. Overall, the possibility is extremely low. (End of this chapter)