Chapter 119: Chaos and Quiet

Gu'an Tang got the news earlier than the palace.

When the thirteen secret guards were sent by Chang Qianfo to explore the terrain at the bottom of the mountain, they were obstructed by black-clothed men of unknown origin.

Wang Qin, who was the leader, felt that there was something strange under the Yunyan at that time, and delivered the news to Chang Qianfo, but unexpectedly the letter was intercepted halfway, and Chang Qianfo finally went to the Yunyan.

At that time, Wang Qin and his entourage were being targeted by a mysterious master, and they were dividing their troops into two ways. Eleven people along the way, pretending to wander around on the peak on the west side of Yunyan, holding the eyes of the group of people in the dark.

On the other hand, Wang Qin took a secret guard named Hong Yuen, who was familiar with the water, to a fishing village upstream, and wanted to buy a boat and go down, and return by waterway to find out what was hidden on the mountain bank at the foot of the clouds.

The eleven people were coiled in the west peak, and when they saw that Chang Qianfo had climbed to the top of the cliff, they obviously did not receive the letter, and they suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Three of them, under the cover of the other eight, rushed down the mountain and forcibly crossed the river against the wind and waves, intending to use the high ground on the opposite bank to wave the flag to Chang Qianfo to warn.

I don't want variables to come too quickly.

The three secret guards had just come ashore when they turned around to see a man in black sitting on a mountain peak playing the harp, and then the Yunyan began to collapse.

Across the river, a few people were anxious, but there was nothing they could do. watched Chang Qianfo leap into his arms with Qu Yu'er in his arms and fall into the waves.

The cliff strangely stopped shaking, and when it was calm, suddenly there was a lot of smoke and dust, and the mountain rocks rolled wildly, and it quickly collapsed at ten times the speed of the previous one.

In an instant, a huge wave struck, breaking the shattered mountain, the flood roared northward, and the river burst its banks.

Hong Yuen noticed that the water was wrong when he was halfway through the boat and dragged Wang Qin ashore.

There were no casualties among the thirteen secret guards, but Wang Qin felt that such a result was more uncomfortable than letting himself die in the river.

Mo Yizen trusted them, so they let them come with the thousands of Buddhas and take on the duty of guarding. As a result, because of his ineffective work, the life and death of Chang Qianfo were uncertain, and he himself was unscathed.

The three people who had crossed the river rushed back to Gu'an Hall to report the news. Wang Qin took the remaining nine people to start from the gap in the river and searched all the way downstream, not daring to close their eyes for a day and a night.

However, until the search and rescue people sent by Gu'an Tang arrived batch after batch, there was still no trace of Chang Qianfo everywhere.

Mo Yizen added several wrinkles to his face overnight.

After all, the old master is a person who has come over in the wind and waves, and he has experienced a lot of things, so he can calm down at this time, and on the one hand, he will stabilize the overall situation of Gu'an Hall and not be chaotic, and on the other hand, he will send more people to the riverside to find people.

However, a day and a night passed, and everyone knew in their hearts: it's okay if you can't find it, but if you find it, I'm afraid it's really just a corpse.

Some people don't dare to cry openly, for fear that when they cry, they will turn the worst speculation into a fact, and only dare to wipe their tears behind people's backs.

Mu Zijian took the initiative to move out of Gu'an Hall.

He was an extremely sensitive person, and even if the people from Gu'an Hall didn't say anything, he could tell from the obviously unfriendly eyes of his subordinates that this matter must have something to do with his father Mu Cangping.

It's just that what the people of Gu'an Hall think is one thing, and there is another theory in the streets.

I don't know who it first came from, but more and more people knew about it, and the rumors fermented, and in just one day and one night, they spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital.

said that before the river burst the embankment, someone saw Jin Yanchen, the sixth son of the Jin family in Chang'an. He held a five-stringed piano, stood on a mountain peak next to him, and when he played it, the cliff collapsed. After playing the piano a few times, most of the people on the Yanyun Rock could not stand on their feet and fell into the river.

At this time, Jin Yanchen abandoned the qin, flew up to the Yunyan, and after saving his wife, the two flew to the opposite bank.

Then the cliff collapsed, and the flood poured for thousands of miles.

Jin Liu and his wife are nowhere to be found.

- God!

The terrible thing about rumors is that no matter how exaggerated and implausible they may be, most people are more than willing to exaggerate what they hear and tell more people because of their tendency to be more lively than truth-seeking.

And the more bizarre and sensational the rumors, the faster this kind of word of mouth will spread.

Different people can have different versions of the same story.

For example, the girls who are raised in the deep boudoir and are full of expectations and longing for the love between men and women sigh and sigh at Jin Yanchen's deep affection for his wife, hoping to meet a man who is willing to bear the burden of his own life; The scholars who were worried about the country and the people were angry at Jin Yanchen's cruelty and brutality, and wrote books to crusade against him; In the mouths of the martial artists, Jin Yanchen is another big devil who has practiced peerless martial arts, which makes people fear and yearn for it.

In the end, people's sober reflection on whether the rumors are true or not turns into doubts about whether the rumors are exaggerated, and even entangled in the similarities and differences in the details of each version.

In short, this wave of extremely clever rumors made people quickly let go of their sympathy for Jin Yanchen, the orphan of the Jin family in Chang'an, and instead regarded him as a common enemy of the people like a flood of beasts.

After all, it's too frustrating to break the embankment and waterproof. Even if it is to save his wife, he cannot be forgiven for doing such a thing.

When everyone is caught in a group riot of anger, confusion, or sadness, the calmest is Mu Dianke, who is in the eye of the storm.

I don't know who leaked the news of Mu Dianke in Gu'an Hall.

Those chivalrous warriors who are determined to commit adultery and eliminate evil and uphold justice, the Yimin of the capital who are anxious for justice and justice, or the personal victims of the flood who have relatives and friends lost their lives, have all flocked to the door.

They didn't dare to go to Jin Yanchen, so they had to pour their bad breath on his fiancée.

I heard that Mu Dianke abandoned his martial arts not long ago due to illness, not to mention rampant in the rivers and lakes, even a child with a little more strength can easily put him down.

Of course, they didn't find Mu Dian because they were afraid of the soft. This woman is the Holy Maiden of the Ming Palace, so she must be an accomplice, a murderous demon who deserves a thousand cuts.

Kill her first, and then it's not too late to get rid of the gold thief for the world.

These people gathered in front of the Gu'an Hall and refused to disperse, throwing stones, melons and fruits, and rotten eggs into the hall to stop the people who came to seek medical advice.

What he was worried about was another thing: would the powerful people in Beijing, led by the Dou family and whose children died in the flood, join forces under the instigation of people with hearts to attack Mu Dianke together?

After all, there are many sons of prominent families in the Tiger Ben Army.

For this reason, Mo Yichan ran around to investigate, and sure enough, he learned that the Dou family had mobilized more than a dozen powerful people in Beijing to jointly write a letter, requesting that Mu Dianke be executed and severely punished for the crime of covering up in Gu'an Tang.

This matter was still being planned, and it was suppressed by Rong Yi.

The rain was heavy at dusk, and there were still crowds of people outside Gu'an Hall.

In fact, they had already rushed in once before.

The young men of Gu'an Hall were all sent out to find Chang Qianfo, and the remaining old and weak women and children couldn't stop this group of people at all.

As a result, a group of people slaughtered into the Zaijing Courtyard, and there was a good celebration standing at the gate of the courtyard.

They had no choice but to retreat again, called more people, surrounded the gate of Gu'an Hall, tried to force Mo Yichan to compromise by insulting and insulting, and took the initiative to hand over Mu Dianke, the murderer who killed the people of the four counties.

"That's a disaster!"

The one who spoke was an old man who was over half a hundred years old, shaking his hands with indignation, his hair trembling, "My own son-in-law has let this disaster star kill him, what does Mo Yizen think?" Do you have to let so many unjust souls not rest in heaven? ”

was probably too engaged, the old man didn't notice it at all, and when he spoke, the crowd around him instantly dispersed.

A domesticated wild horse stopped in front of the main entrance of Gu'an Hall, neighed, and the person stood up, and the two front hooves stepped neatly towards the old man's chest.

Fortunately, there were warriors who practiced martial arts, and they quickly dragged the person out from under the horse's hooves.

In broad daylight, bullying the old and weak.

The people were angry, and they swarmed up with sticks and knives, and immediately the young man with angry eyebrows slashed the knife horizontally, and a cold blue light burst out, and a knife slashed down the broken iron all over the ground.

The knights stepped back and questioned each other, guessing the origin of this person.

"You are-" The old man was lifted by the shoulders of the two righteous men, and one of his index fingers pointed at Mu Ziyan kept trembling, but he finally didn't recognize the person, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Accomplice of the demon girl!" ”