Zhengjia Village in the south of the city, originally an ordinary and quiet small village. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, whoa~" Without warning, a scream like a pig was heard, breaking the silence of the village.

Zheng Ji, who was rushing home, didn't have time to run to the pigsty when he heard the familiar voice of his boar, and his heart suddenly felt that it was too late.

Enduring the great grief, Zheng Ji wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, ran to the corner, and poked his head out secretly.

A beast dressed in a fine costume didn't know how to fix his poor boar, and kept stabbing in and out with one hand, completely oblivious to the heart-rending screams of the little piglet.

Zheng Ji's eyes were cracked, his eyes stared straight at the man's clothes, trying to remember the ornaments on it, his fingers scratched a large piece of dirt on the wall, and kept telling himself in his heart not to be impulsive, even if he rushed out, he couldn't fight the man, and he couldn't save his own boar.

There was nothing he could do but watch his boar being mutilated, and Zheng Ji secretly vowed to avenge it!

The task was completed, and Cheng Peng, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, patted the pig's buttocks, took out a wooden stick and threw it into the dung heap.

"Bad luck." Cheng Peng smiled bitterly, there are so many senior brothers, why did they win this task by themselves?

He took out a silver coin from his body, thrust it hard, and pressed it into the stake that supported the pigsty. The pig that hurt his family, this silver coin was used as compensation for the owner of the house.

Everything that should be done was done, Chen Peng didn't want to stay here for a moment, the taste was too big, too uncomfortable.

Using his technique, Chen Peng left here as fast as he could, anxious to clean himself.

After a long while, confirming that the man would not return, Zheng Ji ran to his boar and gently touched its head to comfort it.

When the boar's emotions calmed down, Zheng Ji paid attention to the silver coin embedded in the stake.

", you beast with a thousand knives!" Zheng Ji pinched the silver coin and took a lot of effort to pull it out. Looking at the "prostitution" of this silver coin, and then thinking about the "unfinished" smile of the person after he was finished, the raging anger burned in Zheng Ji's heart.

"I want you to know that I'm not to be messed with!" Zheng Ji took the silver coin and hurried to the city.

At this time, several disciples of the Tiger Roar Sect who were on a mission in Qingyun City found the flyers in the hands of the people, and they were shocked, and some people directly snatched the next one, and rushed back to the Tiger Roaring Gate without caring about anything else.

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In Qingcao Town, when this disciple rushed back to the station, Lin Xuantian had just finished lunch.

Received a report from a disciple and ordered him to present the leaflet.

"Look at how you panicked, what kind of fuss you are about, isn't it just a piece of paper slandering my tiger roaring door." Reproaching the disciple, Lin Xuantian read the words on the paper.

"Ninety-year-old lady? Female disciple? The first sentence was inexplicable, Lin Xuantian didn't care.

"The case of rape of sows? snake fruit? Couldn't help but cough lightly, Lin Xuantian said angrily: "Who said this!" Who dares to slander me! ”

"I don't know." The disciple of the Tiger Roaring Sect said in fear.

The more Lin Xuantian looked at the content behind this, the more angry he became, he slapped his palm on the chair, and stood up with a "rub".

Especially the sentence "The old man Qingsong's door is knocked every night, is it the master or the disciple", he wanted to vomit blood.

Taking a few deep breaths to calm the anger in his heart, Lin Xuantian slowly regained his composure.

Although the content on this is very powerful and has a great impact on people's thinking, in any case, the things on it are too bizarre to be believed.

"How many of these papers have appeared in Qingyun City?" Lin Xuantian asked the disciple.

"There should be a lot, and I don't know how many disciples there are. As soon as I saw something in the city that slandered my tiger roaring door, I immediately came back to report it. Raising his eyes and peeking, he found that the face of the sect master had become extremely bad, and he quickly explained: "There are several senior brothers and disciples who are on a mission together, and they stay in Qingyun City to continue to investigate the situation. ”

"Alright, you can go down."

Waiting for the disciple to leave, Lin Xuantian sat back in his chair and thought quietly.

"Could it be that the Qingyun Sect is behind the scenes, this doesn't look like their method? No matter who you are, you want to deal with me Lin Xuantian with such low-level means? It's also too naïve. ”

Lin Xuantian played with the teacup on the table, analyzing who he had offended recently, while waiting for news from his disciples.

Even the enemy didn't believe that this was done by the Qingyun Sect, which shows how decent the image of the Qingyun Sect is in the hearts of everyone.

didn't let him wait long, and with a cup of tea, another disciple rushed back to the sect at a faster speed.

"Door master, the disciple has something important to report."

"Say it." Lin Xuantian put down the teacup and listened to his report for a long time.

"There are rumors in the city that they are framing my Tiger Roaring Gate......"

Lin Xuantian interrupted him: "I know this, tell me about other situations, how many such papers are circulating?" ”

"According to the disciple's estimate, there are no more than 10,000."

"Ten thousand? That's a lot of money. Although he was lamenting that the enemy made a big move as soon as he made a move, Lin Xuantian's face did not have the slightest worry, and he said contemptuously: "Spreading so many rumors and having a sick brain, will anyone believe these things?" ”

The disciple said cautiously: "The disciple found that there are really many people who believe in this thing. ”

"Quite a few?" Lin Xuantian asked, "How many exactly?" ”

The man said worriedly: "Qingyun City is talking about this matter everywhere, I listened to their tone, many people believe it, and they are also spreading this rumor everywhere. It's not good for us. ”

Lin Xuantian didn't expect this to be the case, so he picked up the piece of paper again and looked at it carefully.

It doesn't make sense, the content on the paper is so outrageous, anyone actually believes it? Is it because this era is getting too fast or what, I can't keep up with these people's thinking?

Lin Xuantian shook his head: "Impossible, you go and find out again." ”

"What the disciple said is true, how dare I deceive you, Qingyun City has spread all over it."

Seeing the disciple's words, his intuition told Lin Xuantian that this matter was true, and many people believed such bizarre words.

It's not easy! Some evil sects.

"Get a few hall masters, wait." Stopped the disciple who wanted to leave, and ordered: "When you are done, go to the courtyard of Qingcao Town and take a look, and invite the old man Qingsong to come." ”

The disciple took the order and left.

Lin Xuantian issued an order to send a large number of disciples stationed in the sect to collect information everywhere.

Several high-level officials from the Tiger Roaring Gate arrived to discuss countermeasures.

"I think it's imperative to send someone to destroy the paper in people's hands as soon as possible, so that it can't be circulated."

"It is said that there are more than 10,000 sheets, and they are scattered in the hands of different people, how can they all be destroyed."

"It's better to destroy some than to sit back and let things spread."

"To put it lightly, this is completely adding fuel to the fire and confirming the rumors that framed my Tiger Roaring Gate."

"If you want me to say, those who are clear are self-turbid, and those who are clear are self-turbid."

"Even if you're brainless, you won't believe it, right?"

The five hall masters had their own opinions, quarreled and could not reach an agreement.

"The problem now is that a lot of people believe what is on that piece of paper, and they believe it. That's interesting, I don't know who is behind it. Lin Xuantian never figured it out, how could anyone believe such an obvious slander.

What about your brains?

For a long time, one piece of information came back one after another:

The leaflets distributed in Qingyun City were not the 10,000 originally predicted, but at least 30,000.

The eighteen towns under the jurisdiction of Qingyun City, except for Qingcao Town, all have the shadow of this rumor.

Leaflets have also appeared in a nearby city, but the exact number cannot be determined for the time being.

People generally believe in the above content, the grievances and hatred between the owner of the Tiger Roaring Gate and the old man Qingsong have been interpreted in various versions, and the sow screaming incident in the middle of the night also points to the Tiger Roaring Gate, and the image of the Tiger Roaring Gate in everyone's minds is a lewd villain.

"You must find out who is making trouble for me, and if necessary, you can arrest and interrogate people, but you must be careful to hide your identity and not be known by others." The reality was much worse than he imagined, and Lin Xuantian began to doubt the Qingyun Sect again.

On the territory of the Qingyun Sect, making such a big move, except for the Qingyun Sect, he couldn't think of anyone with this energy.

Is Qingyun Sect going to fight back? It's really powerful, if you don't make a move, you will kill me.

"Hasn't the old man Qingsong arrived yet?" After such a long time, Lin Xuantian suddenly realized that the old man Qingsong he had sent someone to invite did not appear.

No one could answer his question, Lin Xuantian vaguely guessed, but he didn't care about cleaning up the old man Qingsong.

Not long after, a disciple found some clues: "The disciple arrested several people who were very active in the crowd, gave them two silver coins each, and finally found the person behind the scenes." ”

"Oh? Who is it? Lin Xuantian didn't expect it to be so easy, just coerce and lure, and his subordinates' ability to do things is not bad.

"That man's name is Red Scarf." The disciple said excitedly, "I asked the four people, and they all said so. ”

"The disciple asked five people, and also found out that his name was Red Scarf." Another disciple corroborated that the man had not lied.

Lin Xuantian smashed the teacup and roared: "Useless thing, this red scarf is obviously just a code name, I want you to find out the true identity of the person behind the scenes!" ”

"Report - the disciple has something to report." A disciple rushed in through the gate and invited merit: "The disciples have found out, they call themselves the Red Scarf, but this is actually just a nickname, and this organization has an official name. ”

"Well done." Lin Xuantian praised: "Tell everyone what you know." ”

The disciple said proudly: "The red scarf is just a symbol of their status, and they call themselves 'red scarf' to the outside world, and their real name is 'Elderly Pioneers'. ”

"Get out." Lin Xuantian spit out a word lightly, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to kill.

Things are going in a direction that is not good for Tiger Roaring Gate.

Lin Xuantian didn't have a good way to deal with it, so he could only send out most of his disciples and mix in the crowd to try to reverse the image of the Tiger Roaring Gate.

It's a pity that nothing can be done now.

Just one day, it got worse.

A large number of people in Qingyun City visited the house of a man named Zheng Ji, Zheng Ji told the situation at that time with emotion, and the tragic situation of the boar shocked everyone even more, and the person who killed his boar described by Zheng Ji was dressed in a style that clearly pointed to the disciples of the Tiger Roaring Sect.

The contents of the leaflet also spread in the neighboring cities, and even the royal city also spread the news.

The disciples of the Tiger Roar Sect have become the target of everyone's shouting and beating, and they don't dare to show their identities to others at all, and they don't even dare to wear the clothes of the sect when they go out.

In the evening, a large number of Tiger Roar disciples were recalled.

"We can't wait, the longer it goes on, the worse it will be for us, and we don't know what will happen in two days." Lin Xuantian figured it out, summoned a few hall masters, and gave an order: "You go and contact the fellow Daoists in Qingyun City, you must persuade them, it is best to go to Qingyun Sect early tomorrow morning, and we will all go to Qingyun Sect to find them to explain the law." ”

"Yes."

After discussing the sects they were responsible for, the five hall masters left with their disciples, and did not return one after another until late at night.

Although he had long expected that things would not go well, Lin Xuantian never expected such a result anyway.

Several sect leaders who have always been good friends with the Tiger Roar Sect pushed back and forth, and talked with the hall masters, never mentioning the matter of witnessing to the Qingyun Sect. After the master of the Tiger Roaring Gate made his words clear, he also insisted that he would abide by the agreement, and there were still two days before the deadline was reached.

As for those unfamiliar sects, they didn't pay attention to the few hall masters of the Tiger Roaring Sect at all. Under the pretext that it was late and inconvenient, they were not even allowed to enter the gate, and a sip of cold water was not provided.

Some sects are all men, and they don't even have a female dependent, so what's inconvenient?

These sects will not be involved in this matter anymore, and they are happy to see the jokes of the Tiger Roaring Gate.

Early in the morning, Qingyun Sect's plan fell through, and even the old man Qingsong's identity card disappeared. Lin Xuantian understood that Qingyun Sect had broken the game, and he couldn't steal chickens or rice.

Where are those people's brains? I actually believed those rumors.

The more Lin Xuantian thought about it, the more angry he became.

What should I do now?

He couldn't help but think about his own retreat.