Hehe, Meng Qi laughed dryly, pretended not to hear, left the boat by himself, took a small boat, and moved closer to the shore. ”

"It's a gesture. Meng Qi calmed down.

"Brother Su Xian, do you really have something important, 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 "mythical" matter: "It's just an excuse, I plan to go to the Sword Pavilion for a trip, and then go back to Xingyunzhuang to cultivate." ”

Wang Zai's head said: "Since this is the case, then the foolish brother will leave." ”

The two separated, Meng Qi hurried along the Tianxiu River in the direction of the Sword Pavilion, walked for a while, and suddenly stopped and looked at the center of the river.

This place is away from the most prosperous place, the building boat becomes less, at a glance, the water waves are undulating, and in the middle of the water, there is a small boat drifting with the waves, a young man in Tsing Yi sits on the boat, and a large jar of wine is placed in front of him, and he is drinking freely in the moon.

He is in his twenties, his appearance is middle-upper, his temperament is elegant and dusty, his posture is heroic and free, drinking wine is like drinking water, singing from time to time, and his head is a little juvenile white, which makes him feel a little vicissitudes of life like an immortal.

Although he didn't recognize this person, Meng Qi still vaguely guessed his identity, originally planned to go to Yingcheng to challenge him, but now that things have changed, he went to the Xingyun banquet first.

"Qinglian Gongzi" tassel, the legend of the Huanhua Sword Sect!

Turning his head, Meng Qi decided to rush to the Sword Pavilion first.

"This friend, Jiang Zuo meets, why don't you come and have a drink?" At this moment, Tassel smiled drunkenly, he noticed Meng Qi's gaze, and sensed his qi, knowing that it was not an ordinary person.

Meng Qi pondered for a moment, and just took this opportunity to ask Senior Brother Qi if he had found the local head of the Huanhua Sword Sect. and reminded him to be careful of the old hour, so he laughed: "Qinglian Gongzi's wine must be a good wine, how can you miss it?"

He broke off two dead branches from the tree next to him, jumped up, like a bird near the river, and swept across the river gracefully.

The Tianxiu River is relatively wide, and the boat is located in the middle of the river, and Meng Qi has begun to fall when he has swept half of the river.

Floating and sparkling, he threw a dead branch out of his hand and floated on the water. On tiptoe a little, he took off again, and after two in a row, he swooped down on the opposite side of the tassel and sat on the other side of the boat.

Next to the wine jar, there is a clean empty bowl, as if the tassel has been prepared.

"Childe, could it be that there are other guests?" Meng Qi felt that the tassel could not be waiting for him.

The tassel patted the jar, and a stream of wine liquefied into a flying spring and fell into the empty bowl. Just filled, not a single cent, not a single penny, this control power even Meng Qi couldn't help but marvel.

"Ben fights with wine with wine. But he broke the appointment, so he had to drink alone, and he was lucky to meet you. The tassel holds up the wine bowl, elegant but heroic. "I don't know each other, but after drinking, I'm a drinking buddy. ”

Meng Qi also picked up the bowl, only to feel the aroma of wine. The color is light and blue, not ordinary: "In the lower Sumeng." ”

The two touched the bowl, each of them was clean and clean, Meng Qi felt the wine enter his throat, turn into a line of fire, flow into the stomach pouch, and then the aftertaste was overflowing, warm and smoky, mellow and luscious, and said: "Good wine!"

"The smoke and rain brewing outside the building, this altar has been for 30 years, and I was cheeky to get it. Tassel laughed contentedly, as if pleasing him more with his wine than with himself.

Meng Qi also slapped the wine jar, stirred up the spring, divided it into two streams, and fell into their respective bowls, no more, no less, just one full bowl.

This control is no worse than a tassel!

Tassel smiled and said, "I listened to Senior Brother Qi, you once wanted to talk to me?"

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

Tassel patted the side of the boat: "However, if it weren't for the imminent feast of Xingyun, we could each bring ten jars of wine and slowly taste the wine and discuss martial arts." ”

"There's definitely a chance in the future. Meng Qi paused and said, "I also asked Gongzi to tell Senior Brother Qi that the old man who had an evil relationship with him appeared in Yingcheng." ”

Tassel nodded, didn't ask more, raised the bowl and drank with Meng Qi.

After drinking three bowls in a row, Meng Qi did not deliberately use his internal force, and asked with a slight sense of alcohol: "I don't know who Gongzi made an appointment with before?"

To be able to meet the Qinglian Gongzi is definitely extraordinary, Meng Qi saw that the undercurrent in Yingcheng was turbulent now, so he asked more.

Tassel looked at Jiang Xin and said with emotion: "'Thief King' Sikong Tu." ”

"Thief King?" Meng Qi is no stranger to this name, he is a famous figure in the Six Doors Sea Fishing Document, he has been famous for many years, half-step exterior scenes, good at light exercises, good at concealing traces, good at the art of organs, has robbed many people's homes, and dug many graves, and is hated by the bitter master.

"When I traveled to Jiangdong before, I had encountered Sikong, trying to take him down, but in the end, I couldn't catch it, I could only divide it equally, he was also good at drinking, so we often gambled on wine, if I won, he washed his hands, if I lost, I helped him do something that did not violate the rules of the door, to this day, gambling five times, all are draws. The tassel made a bowl of dry, reminiscing about the past, "Sikong asked me to fight here today, but he didn't show up, maybe he was stumped by something else." ”

Meng Qi nodded, the "King of Thieves" is also in Yingcheng, and this place may really meet a master at any time.

After drinking seven or eight bowls of wine with the tassels, Meng Qi hurriedly went to the Sword Pavilion, got up to say goodbye, and glanced at the boat, trying to find something to do halfway.

"Why do you need to do this, I'll give you a ride. Tassel drunkenly drew his long sword, his expression was full of sacredness, and he chanted loudly:

"Flying down 3,000 feet......"

As soon as the long sword slashed, the river roared suddenly, the waves surged into the air, turned down, and pushed the boat to the shore violently.

The tassel didn't say goodbye, turned his head and patted the boat, sailed to the center 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 with emotion, those who can unite heaven and man really have their own sense of courage.

When he arrived at the Sword Pavilion, after passing through the rumors and scrutinizing eyes, Meng Qi saw Jiang Zhiwei and told the old Zhong Tou what had happened.

The details can't be hidden, and Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan will definitely publicize them.

Jiang Zhi couldn't hold back a smile after a little hard work, nodded and said, "I'll be careful, by the way, Master Hong of this sect is already in Yingcheng." ”

Meng Qi put his mind at ease, and the "Broken Star Sword" Hong Qian of the Sword Pavilion was a genuine location, Su Wuming's senior brother.

After leaving the Sword Pavilion, he followed the Tianxiu River, intending to return to Xingyunzhuang.

As he walked, he saw the building boat of the Embroidered Moon Pavilion again.

"Actually sailed here?" Meng Qi was slightly stunned, this side is close to Yuehu Lake and Yanyu Mountain, and there are few boats here.

The building boat is docked, the lights are dim, and it seems that there are few guests, or they are all sleeping.

Meng Qi's heart suddenly moved, and he flashed behind a tree.

He looked very far and saw a window open, a black-robed man jumped out, and then Mi Zijing appeared and closed the window, his face was full of solemnity, and there was no trace of the previous wandering form.

The black-robed man had his trademark rosacea, and seemed to be extremely afraid of being followed, so he changed his body continuously, slowly blending into the darkness.

And Meng Qi sensed that someone was trying to embellish him.

Meng Qi didn't take action, because he didn't want to mix other people's affairs indiscriminately, he had enough trouble, and Mizi was mysterious and secretive, and he couldn't say that it had anything to do with Zhao Yi, the king of Jin.

Silently, Meng Qi swept over this place and returned directly to Xingyunzhuang, meditating and cultivating, figuring out the moves.

............

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

Meng Qi then woke up, only to feel that the sky was clear and the mood was comfortable, and everything that happened yesterday seemed to be a thing of the past.

This made his mind clear, and suddenly a spirit came out:

"Senior Brother Qi has not been killed by the 'Blessed Heavenly Palace', the people of the 'Mythology' would not have thought that he would come to inform me?"

"Zhiwei and I have already met, and this matter must have spread to the Washing Sword Pavilion......"

"Uncle Hong of the Sword Washing Pavilion came to Yingcheng, judging from the attitude of the tassels, I am afraid that the masters of the Huanhua Sword Sect will also come......

"Is the 'myth' really coming against me?"

Thinking about it, Meng Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, the myth had not been extinguished, the matter had already been exposed, and they were just simply venting their anger, would they continue to act at such a great risk?

If it were me, I was afraid that I would temporarily stop and find another opportunity, which was not a matter of concern anyway.

"But the old clock still appeared in Yingcheng......"

"Is it simply hiding locally, or is the 'myth' planning something else?"

While he was thinking hard, the servant of Xingyunzhuang sent a letter, saying that it was from a nearby child.

Meng Qi was puzzled, so he checked it first, and then opened the letter, only to see that it was written in a delicate hairpin letter:

"Twenty miles east of the city, Longpan Mountain Mass Grave Valley, the whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon. ”

Gu Xiaosang's letter, the whereabouts of the old clock, Meng Qi's hand held the letter and couldn't help but tighten. (To be continued......)