In a clear sky, a carrier pigeon flickered its wings and circled over the CD Mansion in Xichuan before slowly falling into the compound with a plaque of "Mengfu".

The little guy who guarded the pigeon shed in the corner of the backyard was dozing off, and woke up when he heard the sound of fluttering, and when he saw a carrier pigeon flying in, he immediately stepped forward with a nervous expression and grabbed it, and hurriedly ran out of the yard while taking out the millet to feed.

Out of the corner courtyard, came to the door of the main courtyard, and the little guy guarding the courtyard was very skillful and stepped forward to take the sealing wax.

"From the south."

The little guy nodded and took out the silk book from the foot, and then immediately hurried in with it.

He walked through the outer courtyard of the main courtyard to the entrance of the inner courtyard, and the silk book was picked up by the people guarding the door, and then it went in and out until it reached the study.

"Mr. Song, there's a message from the south."

As soon as the bamboo curtain in the study was lifted, Song Zhi walked out and grabbed it, then turned around and entered the study.

"Master, the news from the State of Chu."

Song Zhi held the silk book to his master, Xichuan Jiedu, the envoy Meng Zhixiang.

But Meng Zhixiang was drawing a tiger, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "Read." ”

Song Zhi opened the silk book and hurriedly scanned it, his brows furrowed.

Meng Zhixiang didn't hear the sound, he glanced up at Song Zhi when he dipped in ink, and when he saw him frowning, he continued to bow his head and paint: "What? Something went wrong? ”

Song Zhi sighed and said, "King Qi is missing. ”

Meng Zhixiang was not surprised at all, he nodded very calmly: "That's right, that kid has a ghost head, if you can't find the movement behind it, then it's not him." ”

Song Zhi looked at his master's unhurried appearance, and his brows furrowed even deeper: "However, it has been more than ten days since King Qi disappeared, and the people we sent out have not yet received any news. ”

After Meng Zhixiang finished drawing the tiger's claws in a hurry, he said leisurely: "It's not enough to catch a fox in broad daylight, you also have to have enough patience." ”

Song Zhi nodded when he heard this, and at this time, Meng Zhixiang put down the pen in his hand, and he straightened up to look at his ink treasure for a moment before looking at Song Zhi: "How is it?" ”

Song Zhi carefully looked at the majestic tiger on the picture, his face was sincere and helpless: "The tiger painted by the master is majestic!" But...... Isn't that what you drew a birthday picture for your wife? This one...... I'm afraid it's not suitable, right? ”

Meng Zhixiang laughed when he heard this: "How can it be inappropriate? My wish is her wish. ”

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After an hour of fierce competition, only half of the people were left in the playing field.

There were four people who were still huddled against others in the last game, and they had already started to fight each other at this time, but after only two moves, one of them rolled out of the field with his legs and screaming.

"Fake! That trick didn't touch him at all. At first glance, it looks like a ......."

In the area of the organ room on the left, a disciple shouted and scolded excitedly and angrily, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the disciple next to him: "Whatever, that's a disciple in the hidden weapon room, and he won't enter our organ room anyway!"

Hearing this, the angry disciple glared at an area not far away, and spat out disdainfully: "Phew! Vile. ”

Mu Junwu, who had been silent not far behind them, glanced over there at this time.

He entered the organ room yesterday, and in only a quarter of an hour, he figured out the structure of the Tang Sect among those gossiping disciples.

Tangmen is a Jianghu sect hidden in the hinterland of mountains and forests, isolated from the world, with seven rooms and one hall.

The seven rooms are the hidden weapon room for using hidden weapons, the firearms room for making firearms, the organ room for studying traps, the soul snatching room for killing people, the Fengzhi room for cultivating new disciples, the family business room for supporting the financial resources of the entire Tang Sect, and the drug room where only the owner of the drug house is alone.

The first hall is a punishment hall dedicated to abiding by the rules, punishing rewards and punishments.

Whether it is the owner of the house or the torture hall, there are people in charge, among them, Tang Lei, the owner of the family house, and Tang Shiqi, the owner of the Fengzhi house, are husband and wife, and they have a daughter named Tang Feiyan.

In the Tang Sect, not all of them have the surname Tang, but almost all of them are elite disciples who are recognized by the Tang Sect, and in the Tang Sect, only those who become elite disciples are qualified to learn the real high-level skills and secret techniques of the Tang Sect.

And the disciples who participated in the selection here today are all outer disciples recruited and cultivated by Feng Zhifang—they will only become a part of the Tang Sect through today's selection, of course, they are only inner disciples, and if they want to learn higher skills, they naturally have to become elite disciples.

Mu Junwu had no intention of interfering in everything in the Tang Sect. Whether it's the inner door or the elite, he doesn't care, this is just a place of refuge for him.

Hearing the conversation at this time, Mu Junwu glanced at the disdainful area, and after seeing the family master and the phoenix master sitting in front of the area smiling brightly, his eyes returned to Hua Rou.

Yes, he had been watching Hua Rou, more precisely, staring at Hua Rou's every move.

When he determined and accepted that the current place of residence was the isolated place of the Tang Gate, he wanted to find out the details of this woman, and wanted to find out if the death of the pillar had something to do with her.

He kept staring at her, watching her excited, curious, and even yelling at others, completely like a little girl who had never seen the world and was immersed in the excitement.

Suddenly, Hua Rou's shoulders shrank, her head twisted to the side, and she didn't dare to watch the fight in the arena.

Mu Junwu glanced at the field, it turned out that someone had injured his thigh in another field, and the blood was being carried out, and the blood was dripping all the way.

Mu Junwu glanced at Hua Rou's appearance at this time, and couldn't help but wonder: I'm afraid of seeing blood, but I still have the courage to move the corpse? Is she acting for me?

"Look, it's time for our room!" At this moment, the disciple behind him shouted excitedly.

Mu Junwu glanced at the surroundings at this time.

But seeing that the disciples in the room were all looking at the venue enthusiastically, Tang Hezhi, who had great expectations for today's seedlings, glared at the head of the family and the master of the phoenix with a cold face like a resentful woman.

A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Junwu's eyes, and his eyes fell on the family business room and the phoenix pheasant room again, and he saw that the two owners were approaching and talking.

There are drug rooms and firearms rooms sandwiched between the organ room, the family business room and the Feng Zhi room, and at such a distance, Mu Junwu naturally couldn't hear what they said, but he saw the mouth shape of the Feng Lord Tang Shiqi.

She said: "I've done everything to ensure that there are still no good seedlings in the agency room." ”

Tang Lei turned his back to Mu Junwu, he couldn't see the shape of his mouth, but soon Lord Feng smiled slightly and spoke proudly.

"Of course, I found out his fault early yesterday morning and kicked people out!"

Mu Junwu glanced at Tang Hezhi's back with some sympathy, and felt that his heart was a little stuffy.

Where in this world is there that is truly clean?

He sneered inwardly, and the disgruntled chatter behind him sounded again.

"Alas! It's just a 'Five Armor Double Dragon Formation', how can these people be stupid like this......"

"Yes! Only the top talents in each room are qualified to learn and be appreciated by grandma, at their level, even if the master is tired, he can't teach the cow! I'm afraid we're going to be at the bottom this year! ”

"Nonsense, the poisonous house is here, and we won't be able to bottom it at any time!"

Behind him was a deliberately suppressed laugh.

Mu Junwu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gaze drifted to Hua Rou again.