Before I knew it, there was a group of students around, and everyone's eyes were shining, very curious, as if they were listening to a story.

"What Demon Cult?"

When these students' grandparents were young, they might have met someone in the martial arts, but what they met could not be said to be a real Jianghu person.

Today's young people can only see the shadows of those Jianghu sects from various records.

In this era, one hundred and fifty-two years have passed since the last crown prince announced the official end of the catastrophe and he will not succeed to the throne.

In the history when the emperor and the prince's declining army still existed, it was the heyday of the rivers and lakes, martial arts, and martial arts families.

At that time, the main force against the disaster was the Decrepit Army.

Most of the declining soldiers were selected from the people of the rivers and lakes, especially the disciples of the famous sects, and there were too many people who died in those years, and they were dying every day, and in the end, even the seeds left by the various sects were forced to go to the battlefield.

I don't know how many sects have dispersed, and even the gate sects that have been inherited for many years are frequently struggling in the situation of breaking off the inheritance.

The cataclysm is over, and the major sects have only breathed a sigh of relief, but although the catastrophe has disappeared, the remaining monsters are still there, and there are still many sequelae, and after a hundred years of eradication operations, the Ming Kingdom finally got the real peace.

Now, especially in the last forty or fifty years, people have a hazy and vague impression of the catastrophe, let alone the rivers and lakes that have dissipated in the long river of history.

Nowadays, the so-called martial arts people, there are only three or two kittens left, most of the sect inheritance is broken, and those who are not broken, the disciples are also old, either blending into the crowd, giving birth to children, no different from ordinary people, or living in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness, and never seeing the world again.

What righteous and evil ways, what famous and decent families, and what demon religions, are all in the story.

Only the researchers on the side of the memorial tower have a lot of treasures about the deeds of those people back then.

"Zhang Jingsong, senior, well, as a member of the Demon Sect, he has no scruples about doing things, but he is really not a good person."

"At that time, the Ming Kingdom, the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was fluttering, there were ruins everywhere, the people had already arrived in the new world, and their hearts were still in the era of disasters that were stormy.

"He became famous at the age of sixteen, Zhang Jingsong was stunned, light work was like smoke, like a dragonfly dotting water, stepping on the snow without a trace, which rich family's baby fell in love, first send a maple leaf post."

"The maple leaf sticker is very elegant, he is good at painting, every time the maple leaf sticker, he paints it himself, or a landscape or a beauty picture, and now sells it as a bookmark, a piece is sold for at least five dimes, because of this, Zhang Jingsong got a common name, called Maple Leaf Red."

Mu Qingyun nodded, put it in a few decades, such a handmade bookmark, if you meet someone you like, you can sell it for fifty.

"In those days, many rich and noble families thought that a maple leaf sticker sent by maple leaf red was a very elegant thing."

"He likes to steal what he wants in plain sight, at a time he set."

The researchers on the side of the memorial tower probably prefer these ostentatious stories when they read the materials, and they studied them very carefully, and their eyes lit up when they said it.

"There are a lot of big families in Xiongxian County who hate him, but there are many people who like him, and Zhang Jingsong really looked good at that time."

The researcher also turned out Zhang Jingsong's portrait for everyone to see.

Cai Panyan glanced at it, and his face turned red.

Just looking at the portrait, I feel that this person is old and good-looking, more beautiful than the male stars in the pictorial now, his eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, he is as delicate as a girl, and his temperament is also a bully.

Such a person, even if he is a bad person, will indeed be liked by many people.

"At that time, there was a buddy in Xiongxian County, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young offspring, the son of a rich businessman, the family had a tight amount of money, and most of the shops in the entire county were theirs, and there was only this single seedling in the family, which hurt badly, and the annual pocket money was enough for ordinary people to spend a lifetime."

"He is such a carefree rich son, and at such an age, he is really wanton, he can do whatever he wants, because he worships Maple Yehong, and often spends huge sums of money to buy treasures that will interest Maple Yehong, and specially leads him to steal."

"Look at it, there are still a few old newspapers here."

It was not easy for the students to visit the memorial tower once, and the researchers were also good teachers, so they took out their treasures from their own collection and displayed them.

Mu Qingyun took a closer look, the first one was a newspaper seventy years ago, and the headline on the front page was Maple Leaf Red Snow Night Stealing Golden Knife.

The story is written with ups and downs, very moving, and even describes in detail the process of Yin Ya, the young son of a salt merchant, walking into the warehouse and seeing the maple leaf red floating out of the seven or eight inches wide ventilation window like a smoke.

can write in such detail, it must be said by the rich boy himself, between the lines, I can only see the novelty and happiness, and there is no frustration at all about being stolen from the baby.

"In short, Yin Xiaogongzi likes Maple Leaf Red very much, and I heard that he still wants to pester him to learn kung fu, but Zhang Jingsong is a first-class master, he is usually very busy, and he is too lazy to play with children, so he usually ignores it when he is idle to tease and tease him."

"Just a few years later, something happened to the Yin family, the old lady of the Yin family celebrated her birthday that day, I don't know who gave the birthday gift, there was actually a kind of demon insect egg hidden in it, just at the banquet, the demon insect egg broke out, and hundreds of people in the Yin family were infected."

"At that time, the old lady of the Yin family knew some martial arts, had deep internal strength, and had a little residual sanity, she knew that this thing would be contagious, and once it spread, the entire Xiongxian County would not be able to keep it, and it would even lead to more tragic results."

"The old man has insight and knows that this egg has not yet hatched completely, and what she is most afraid of is fire, so she closed the door herself, activated the mechanism at home, and turned the huge Yin family into a sea of fire."

"When Maple Yehong arrived, the entire Yin family had turned into scorched earth, he collected the ashes, and gave Yin Ya the golden knife he stole from the Yin family, as well as the silver mask that he never left, as a funeral companion to Yin Ya, he didn't run, waited for the yamen to arrest him, and then joined the declining army, and chased and killed the remaining monsters everywhere for ten years, where he was in danger, he went wherever it was, and then died in Xiongxian."

"On our memorial tower, the maple leaf is red and Zhang Jingsong, of course it should be famous on the tower."

The researcher looked solemn, feeling the polished words on the stele and feeling very bad.

"The ancestors are gone, no matter what hatred or grudge, they should not do such a thing."

The inspectors of the Inspection Division arrived quickly, and almost all of them were filled with righteous indignation.

Mu Qingyun and Cai Panjian were also dragged to make confessions for a long time before they were released out of the door with the students. (End of chapter)