In the early morning, the smoke is misty and the autumn rain is silky.

In the woods deep in the Maple Grove Valley, seventy-four figures leaped by, disappearing in a flash.

Out of the woods, they were divided into seven groups and walked separately, six of them, each with twelve people, and the seventh group with only two people.

Outside the woods, fast horses had already been prepared, and everyone flew on their horses and galloped away, and soon disappeared outside the Maple Grove Valley.

On the top of the hill on the right side of the Maple Grove Valley, two long-bearded old men stood in the wind, looking into the distance, silently watching the seventy-four figures disappear from front of them, all of them looked thoughtful, a little eager, a little worried.

Needless to say, the gray-haired old man is the beggar gang leader Feng Tianyu, and the white-haired old Taoist is the military advisor Ouyang Bo.

Of the seventy-four figures who disappeared, the two people who acted alone were Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng, and the remaining six groups of seventy-two people were the seventy-two masters of the Lone Star Hall.

The duel is bloody, and the victory or defeat is in one fell swoop.

Can the Lone Star Hall, which does not have an advantage in numbers, successfully complete this task?

This is the common mind of the two old men.

"Old Taoist, I haven't asked you for a long time, how about you take a hexagram today?"

Feng Tianyu asked with a rare seriousness.

"Why haven't you asked a hexagram for a long time? During the Battle of Yunlong Mountain, although you didn't ask the hexagram directly, but you asked the little girl about the situation every day, didn't it count? ”

The old Taoist priest deliberately changed the topic and said.

This Feng Tianyu is even more worried, if the situation can be smooth sailing, the old Taoist priest will not hide it, although he did not answer, but it is equivalent to telling Feng Tianyu that this battle of the bloody building will definitely have twists and turns.

However, from the tone of the old Taoist priest, he felt that the final result must be good, otherwise he would not have talked about the battle of Yunlong Mountain in such a relaxed tone.

Listen to the gong and listen to the sound, listen to the words.

Feng Tianyu unknowingly, he also learned to be obedient to listen to the meaning of the Xuanwai, he knew that if he continued to ask, the old Taoist priest would still tell him for a long time, and he would not tell him the answer directly.

So both of them stood silently in the drizzle.

The rain sprinkled between the hairs, the fog condensed, adding a bit of vicissitudes.

After a long time, Ouyang Bo said lightly:

"There are so many smooth sailing things in growing up, just let them go!"

Feng Tianyu listened, and no longer answered, seeing that the rain was slowly getting heavier and heavier, the two jumped off the top of the mountain and drifted away.

Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng were the last group to leave.

According to the secret report of the beggar gang, the Blood Killing Building is not like some mysterious killer organizations, there is no headquarters, and there is no clear organizational base.

The Blood Killing Building has its headquarters, and their headquarters is still in the Red Dust Pavilion, the largest green building in the Heavenly City of the Western Chu Kingdom, a prosperous place in a big city.

Red Dust Pavilion, as its name suggests, the building is luxurious and atmospheric and does not lose the exquisite beauty, it is indeed a place of fireworks that makes people intoxicated and dreamy in the rolling red dust.

However, there are many people who know that this is the Qinglou, but not many people know that this is the headquarters of the Blood Killing Building.

Even with such a powerful intelligence network as the beggar gang, it was only recently discovered.

And their mysterious landlord has not been found out so far, who it is, and even whether it is a man or a woman is unknown.

At noon on this day, there were three beautiful sons who suddenly came to the Red Dust Pavilion, with handsome looks and outstanding temperament, as if they were not people in the red dust.

Even the women of the Red Dust Pavilion, who have read countless beautiful men in the world, are the first time they have seen such a radiant and dazzling man.

Usually I don't see one, but now I can see it all at once

Three.

As soon as the three of them walked into the Red Dust Pavilion, they immediately attracted countless warblers and Yanyan, enthusiastically surrounding them, and constantly offering their courtesy.

Such a man, even if he doesn't receive a penny, can spend a good night together, it is also the best memory in life!

An old bustard who still had charm heard that the movement was too loud, so he hurriedly ran out of the middle door and came to check.

Suddenly, what I saw was three handsome and beautiful young men, and at first glance, they were just adult men, with a long body and a handsome appearance, which was the most attractive time for sunshine and handsomeness.

However, from her sophisticated point of view, these three people should be the first time to enter this kind of place, because they are surrounded by a large group of girls, they seem very restrained, unlike those Qinglou regulars, who will take the opportunity to take advantage of something or something, on the contrary, they are evasive and very uncomfortable.

The old bustard hurriedly smiled all over his face, stepped forward with a spring breeze, and said as he walked:

"Girls, hurry down first, let me welcome the guests into the room first, and let them choose later!"

The girls reluctantly left one by one, and couldn't help but throw their flattering eyes while walking, and tune **, hoping to leave a good impression on the guests, and they will get their favor later.

After the bustard relieved them, he said with a smile:

"The three guests looked at each other, it's the first time to come to the Red Dust Pavilion, what kind of seats do you want to book?"

A man with an indifferent expression said coldly:

"We want the best private room, order your top card here and sing us a song."

"Oh, it's really unfortunate, today our best seats and top cards have already been packed, so let's first wronged the three, in the second-class seat will be on the second-class seat, and after the guests leave, immediately change it for you, what do you think?"

The old bustard explained apologetically.

"Good!"

The cold-faced man still spoke coldly, and replied with such a word.

The old bustard has seen countless guests of all kinds, but it is also the first time he has seen someone visit the Qinglou like this, he does not look like a boy in brocade, nor does he look like a rich child, although he has an outstanding temperament and gorgeous clothes, but the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes is strong, but he looks like a young disciple of a sect.

One of them had cold eyes, and the two expressions were calm and shy, but their eyes were as clear as water, and there was no trace of the appearance of a guest in the Qinglou.

When I passed through the hall and walked to the second floor, I heard all kinds of soft voices and slapsticks from time to time, and even some strange voices came from the cracks in the door of the room.

The cold-faced man still had a cold expression, while the other two men had a blank expression and strange eyes, obviously not understanding the relationship between men and women.

One is even more strange, his face is flushed, and he looks shy and embarrassed.

The old bustard immediately became puzzled, but he didn't show it, and enthusiastically led them into the second-class guest room to sit down, and after serving the wine and food, he personally served them tea and poured wine, greeted them warmly, and then asked with a smile:

"What kind of girl do the sons want, I'll arrange it for you, the three of them are the first time to come to the show, right? I'll definitely ask the girls to prepare a big red envelope for you to show your gratitude, how about it? ”

"Just find a girl with good singing skills and sing to us."

The cold-faced man said coldly.

"Okay, this will be arranged for the three of you, you can use it slowly."

The old bustard couldn't stand this strange atmosphere, and left in a hurry after speaking.

After a while, a fresh and beautiful girl came with a lute in her hand, walked to the edge of the seats of the three guests, and after a salute, said in a pleasant voice:

"The little girl came to sing for the three princes, I wonder what song the three sons want to hear?"

This time, the handsome boy with a blank expression just now finally spoke, and said without hesitation:

"You can play and sing the song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" for us!"

The girl called Youyou gave a salute to a few people again, and then slowly sat down and said:

"Yes, the little girl's piano skills are not good, I hope a few people will give me more advice."

After speaking, he played the pipa, and in the accompaniment of the pipa, he lightly opened his lips and sang softly

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine......"

The song "When is the Bright Moon" actually made her sing with emotion, very emotionally involved, and played the pipa very well, which made several people feel a little trance-like when they heard it.

Even the cold-faced man seemed to have fallen into some memory, and the expression on his face softened a lot.

The man in white, who was still shy just now, couldn't help but be full of admiration in his eyes at this time, and said in a slightly soft voice:

"The girl plays the pipa well, and sings this song better, why don't you prepare your pen and ink, and I'll write another song for you?"

"Thank you Gongzi for the praise, it is really an honor for the slave family to receive the song from Gongzi."

After speaking, he immediately prepared a pen and paper for him, only to see that he wrote a short poem on the spot with a few strokes and handed it to Youyou.

The quiet girl took it and took a look, her face was both surprised and a little sad, and the eyes of the man in white had a little admiration and a feeling of meeting a soulmate.

She whispered:

"Thank you for the wonderful words and phrases of the son, the slave family will play and sing for a few people."

After speaking, he played the pipa again, and sang in a slightly sad voice in the soothing sound of the lute:

"It's not love the dust,

It seems to have been mistaken by the leading edge.

Flowers fall and bloom from time,

The total Lai Dong monarch.

If you go, you must go,

How do you live?

If the head is full of flowers,

Don't ask where the slave is. ”

Although the words are short, the meaning is deep, and what is even more rare is that it conforms to her identity and sings her heart.

Especially when singing to the last two lines, "If the mountain flowers are full of heads, don't ask where the slave returns." "It's even more misty in the eyes, and the love is deep.

She looked at the man in white with resentment in her eyes.

The man in white immediately turned red again, secretly blaming himself for being impulsive and giving away short words, isn't this harmful?

It turned out that the man in white was none other than Mu Qianmei, and the indifferent man beside her was Mo Huan, and it was Liu Tingfeng with a blank expression.

She heard that the quiet girl was not a woman who was willing to live in the dust, so on a whim, she copied Yan Rui's "Fortune Operator" that she had read in her previous life.

But now when she saw the eyes of the quiet girl, she suddenly realized that she was a woman dressed as a man at this time, and her love was deeply rooted!

So she cleared her throat and deliberately lowered her voice and said:

"You're welcome, girl, this short word I just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, not I created, the writer of this song is also a Qinglou woman, I listened to the girl's singing, suddenly felt, I thought of this word, just copied to you, don't take it too seriously."

"Anyway, thank you Childe."

The quiet girl heard what Mu Qianmei meant, and replied with some disappointment, and her eyes inadvertently became more resentful.

They were drinking and listening to music on the second floor, but they didn't know that someone on the third floor was already secretly watching them and closely monitoring their every move.