Misty Valley, Bafang Shop.

Although there is still an endless stream of cars and horses in front of today's Bafang Shop, the business is not as prosperous as usual, and there are only six or seven tables of customers on the forty or so tables of tea, showing a depression.

In the inconspicuous corner of the shop, there is a tea table that is rarely full of four people.

Xue Qinghuan drank the fragrant and sweet tea in the cup, but the mouth was still bitter.

The people sitting opposite him and on the left hand side were dressed with him in blue and white robes that flowed with flowing water, and they all seemed to be elegant people, and they were all from the Pavilion of the Flowing Years.

But if you look closely, you may be able to see some clues from it.

Of the two, one is a little thin and a little sickly, while the other is more delicate and more like a woman.

It was not these two people who made Xue Qinghuan feel bitter and had a headache, but a thirty-year-old man who sat down on his right hand not long ago.

The man was dressed in a navy blue suit, the cuffs of his hands and feet were tied very tightly, his hair was short, his eyes were thick and his eyebrows were thick, his eyes were as deep as black gems, and his skin was slightly rough, which was thought to be caused by the wind and frost.

Since the kind man came uninvited, no one poured tea and drank tea and moved chopsticks to eat snacks between the tea tables, and there was no sound.

After a while, the silence was finally broken by this kind man.

"I didn't think that after a hundred flowers conference, the rivers and lakes have changed so much that even a song of the Flowing Year Pavilion has accepted women. The kind man's nasal voice is a little low and thick, but it makes people feel mature and steady.

"Ahem......"

When Xue Qinghuan heard this, she frowned, added a cup of tea for herself, took a sip at random, cleared her throat and did not put down the teacup, and said: "At the beginning of the establishment of the Flowing Year Pavilion, it was to provide a communication platform for like-minded people who were vassal and elegant, regardless of gender, there were no women in the past, it does not mean that there is no now, nor does it mean that there will be no in the future. ”

Xue Qinghuan stopped at the point, didn't explain more, and said in a low tone: "However, what you said is not bad, a hundred flowers conference has disturbed the situation of the entire martial arts, and now this situation is really incomprehensible." Two days ago, we passed by Xiao Yincai's 'sword' of the Yinsha Gate, and I don't know where he went alone. And today, I met the gold medal killer of the dignified Soul Searching Hall waiting for the rabbit here, could it be that there are still patrons who feel that the lives of the people in my little song Flowing Year Pavilion are worth some silver taels?"

"The Snow Pavilion Lord has misunderstood. The kind man was Dong Qing, who was on par with the drunken red face Mo Po in the Hundred Flowers Conference, and he first smiled faintly at the three of them to show friendship, but the smile was not from the heart, but more like a forced smile, and soon became a little stiff.

Dong Qing let out a long sigh and gave up her disguise, her eyebrows and eyes were full of bitterness and loneliness, and the female disciples of the Flowing Year Pavilion couldn't help but feel pity.

Collecting his emotions, he said, "Presumably, the three of you have also heard that the Soul Searching Hall has been removed from the rivers and lakes. ”

After a while, the expressions of the three people in front of the tea table really did not change much.

Dong Qing continued: "On the day of the Hundred Flowers Conference, the palace also arranged for people to meet us, but their strength was still a little worse, and they couldn't break in to meet us, and I and Buyu only found their corpses. Subsequently, we rushed back to the temple without stopping, and found that more than 30 people up and down had all been poisoned, and the hall master died a particularly tragic death. ”

As if recalling the tragic death of the people in the same door, Dongqing closed her eyes slightly, took the tea handed by Xue Qinghuan, drank it all in one gulp, regardless of whether it was warm or not, and said: "Over the years, the business in the hall has become more and more sluggish, many people have died, and many people have left. But then, after all, we grew up in the place, and everyone also wanted to hold on for a few more years, but who knew that everything ended so suddenly......"

Seeing that the killer, who was known as cold-blooded and ruthless on weekdays, showed his affection for a while, his expression was confused, and the three people present couldn't help but sigh for a while, Xue Qinghuan persuaded: "The matter has come to this, Brother Dongqing, please mourn." ”

Dong Qing bowed his head speechlessly, and then said with a straight face: "Although there is no conclusive evidence, it is not surprising that our Soul Searching Palace, like those other gangs, was ruthlessly beaten by that gang. Bu Yu planned to gather the eight brothers who had the remaining two rudders and join the Temple of the Gods to take revenge. ”

Dong Qing didn't say who the "gang" was, and he didn't dare to say it clearly, but he believed that the three people present must be careful to know it.

Xue Qinghuan really didn't ask about "that group", but asked directly: "Brother Dongqing has other plans?"

Dong Qing took her eyes off Xue Qinghuan, leaned forward slightly, only looked at the two silent people in the tea room, deliberately lowered her voice, and said with a vague reluctance to speak out and be humble and respectful, and said, "Dong Qing's plan is to see the two of you're going to see it?"

Xue Qinghuan raised her eyebrows when she heard this, swept the current situation, and saw that the two people who were named were still in a state of ignorance watching the excitement and were completely unconscious, and waved her hand angrily, as if to say: Everyone has come to the door, and they are still pretending to be stupid?

Dong Qing was also quite puzzled when she saw this, and secretly said that it was because her attitude was not sincere enough that the two ignored it, and hurriedly added in a low voice: "Dong Qing is really abrupt here, but there is no malice. In the past few days, I have thought a lot, thinking that today's collapse of the gang has something in common with the Shifu in the past, and over the years, your gang has also been running in all directions, and I think there must be a plan to come, so I came to find two to solve my doubts. ”

When the word "Shifu" was spoken, Dong Qing's voice was almost inaudible, indicating that he had no intention of revealing the identities of the two.

Obviously, these two people who disguised themselves as disciples of the Flowing Year Pavilion were the two pavilion masters Meng Chaoge and Luo Piaoling who made Mo Yan flutter into the air.

On the day of the Hundred Flowers Conference, the Tingyu Pavilion and the Daoyi League, Wudang Emei and other sects evacuated Pinghai soon after the troops divided into two routes, and most of the people and horses went back to Jiangning with the Daoyi League all the way, while the two pavilion masters disguised themselves as ordinary people, and secretly exchanged identities with the two disciples of the Yiqu Liunian Pavilion brought by Xue Qinghuan, and went north together.

Although the trick is small, it is enough to confuse the public when there is a shortage of manpower in this turbulent country, so that all the forces think that they have been listening to the rain pavilion these days and have not taken any action.

It's a pity that this move still failed to completely hide from the world, and it was just blocked.

Xue Qinghuan glanced at the expressions of Meng and Luo, and knew that Dong Qing was talking in vain, and glanced at the two who didn't even bother to move, and said to Dong Qing: "I think you can see what they mean." ”

Dong Qing was silent for a long time, and said, "I understand that I can't gain the trust of the two of you with these three words. But this trip is fortunate to come across, at least it shows that I still have some fate with the two, although as a killer should not believe in the so-called fate, but this time I don't want to miss it. ”

The two sentences show two meanings, one is that Dongqing has the same meaning, and the other is that he really happened to meet today, and since he met, he didn't want to leave.

Xue Qinghuan said: "What does Brother Dongqing mean?"

Dong Qing said solemnly: "Even though the disguise of the two is unexpected, I can see that others can't see that although the martial arts of the Snow Pavilion Lord are clever, it is not easy to protect the two at the same time. No matter where the three of them go on this trip, it is difficult to say that the road is peaceful, Dongqing is willing to follow each other, and try to ensure that a few are comprehensive, but ask for permission. As for whether Dongqing is sincere, Lu Yao has been visible for a long time. ”

This time, Xue Qinghuan no longer helped convey the meaning of Meng and Luo, and asked the two of them to give a happy word by themselves.

Meng Chaoge and Luo Piaoling exchanged glances, confirming that Senior Brother also wanted to make up his own mind, and then said slowly: "Brother Dong is full of sincerity, but Senior Brother and I are going to the north with the Snow Pavilion Lord to communicate with fellow Chinese people to learn music theory, and it may be inconvenient to go together." ”

Dong Qing said: "Dream Pavilion, uh...... The Snow Pavilion Lord should not be in a hurry to refuse, Dongqing can only show up when you need it, and will not teach anyone to notice that there is a fourth person with you. ”