Chapter Eighty-Five: Mystic Freemasonry
"We're friends, we're friends who have had a relationship. In order to dispel the other party's concerns, Fengshu said two friends in a row.
They did have a relationship, but whether they were friends or not is unknown.
"Xu Jinjiang is a housekeeper under the Wanbaomen Internal Affairs Office!" Qingyun wanted to speak and stopped, first releasing some base materials to test his reaction.
Fengshu was unmoved, just hummed softly.
"It is said that he may also be the leader of an underground organization. ”
"What organization ......" Feng Shu finally heard something that made people's blood boil, and he felt that these silver flowers were worth it.
"Wanbao Country has a tradition of raising monsters from ancient times to the present. They are traded and bought and sold at will, they are the creators of the wealth of the whole country and the poor people of the whole country. In order to get rid of this unjust fate, they secretly formed Freemasonry to support each other and wait for the opportunity. I heard they've been planning something big lately......"
"These people are so hateful, too cruel!" Xuan Ling spat out a rough breath in her mouth, and she was upset for those monsters.
Ever since she came into contact with a large number of youkai in the Netherworld, she has learned that youkai are not as heinous as people say, they are like people, there are good and bad, good and evil, and they cannot enslave another race for their own interests.
"Nothing can change the moral kindness of a woman. Qingyun couldn't help but feel very funny when he heard her words.
People in the rivers and lakes, the reality of survival, morality or justice, many times, except for self-comfort, nothing else can be changed.
At the same time, he was also very envious of her, his own words, he was already past that age, and it was absolutely impossible to say such naïve words again.
"Sir, do you know what the plan is?" Feng Shu agreed with Qingyun's opinion, but what he was more concerned about now was what the plan Xu Jinjiang was brewing.
"I don't know about this......" Qingyun spread his hands, his face full of helplessness. He also wanted to know what conspiracy Xu Jinjiang was brewing.
If he can get the relevant specific information, then he can sell this news to Wanbaomen at a sky-high price.
"Hmm..."Feng Shu was a little disappointed, and he continued to ask, "Then how many Freemasons are there now?"
"Some say 50,000, some say 30,000, and in my opinion it's almost 5,000. Fengshu was very disappointed, the more specific things were, the more unclear they were, and in the end they even guessed with Meng.
Feng Shu thought about it, fifty taels of silver to buy this information, it is still too cost-effective.
So he took a sip of tea and asked tentatively, "Sir, do you know if there are any powerful and domineering people among the contestants this time..."
When Qingyun saw him, he didn't pursue the matter of Freemasonry too much, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He didn't dare to guarantee the rest, but he was still clear about the news of the martial arts competition in recent years.
"Fang Yu!" Qingyun said excitedly, and his face suddenly showed excitement.
"Who is he?" Fengshu secretly jotted down the man's name, carefully gathering more information about the man.
"Ha, you don't even know him, he has reached the finals for six years in a row, he is a master of masters, a king of kings. Qingyun was smiling, full of pride, as if this Fang Yu had some kind of wonderful relationship with him.
"Do you know him?" Fengshu immediately sensed the subtlety, and he needed to gather more information.
"It's not just acquaintance, it's not too familiar. Qingyun jumped down from his chair at once, and he danced his hands, his pride and excitement overflowing.
"Oh, he's here too, are you buying news?" Feng Shu looked at Qingyun's almost obsessed appearance, and he couldn't help but start imagining in his mind, what kind of person this Fang Yu was.
"No, I send him the message for free every year..."
"Why are you doing this?" Feng Shu thought it was very funny, a boss who didn't do business, actually pulled down the shelf to kneel and lick a contestant, this was the first time he had heard of such a thing.
Qingyun lifted his sleeves, revealing his skinny arms, and he said a little seriously and in a blur: "Perhaps, I don't like him at all, but I want to become a monster like him!"
"Monster? Interesting!" Feng Shu listened to his description, and didn't feel that he had made a decision, when he met Fang Yu in the future, he must not be hard-hitting.
"Ha, after you say this, I don't want to meet this master at all!"
"Yes, you must not meet him. If you meet him, don't mess with him, he's a monster who kills people without blinking!" Qingyun became more and more crazy the more he spoke, and it seemed that all of a sudden, he was about to turn into a murderous maniac.
"Thank you, I'll pay attention!" Feng Shu had already finished asking, and he didn't want to meet this person in the game again.
Feng Shu got up and saluted, and slowly walked out the door.
Seeing this, Qingyun woke up like a dream, and respectfully sent them out of the door.
Feng Shu stood in front of the door and looked at Qingyun, he hesitated for a moment, but still carefully reminded: "Sir, you must not practice kung fu, otherwise you will go mad." ”
Now Qingyun has not yet cultivated, and has already shown some madness, if he really practices martial arts, he will definitely go mad.
"The guest officer will go slowly, I will not send it far!" Qingyun returned to normal, his voice trembled, and he said quite unwillingly.
Fengshu nodded and left without looking back.
They wandered the streets for a while, watched dragon and lion dances, and watched some juggling stunts.
After playing for most of the day, the group was a little tired.
Zhong Shenxiu heard that on this street, there is a tea stall called roasted tea, which is very famous.
Her family's roasted tea has a strong fragrance and is a must.
So everyone discussed, and decided to go there and eat a few bowls of fried tea to cool off the heat.
Just as he was about to walk to the tea stall, there was a sudden commotion in front of him.
Many people in the rivers and lakes rushed to the tea stalls in a hurry.
"Hey, what's going on up front?" Yang Zhongcheng casually grabbed a young man's arm and asked curiously.
"Do you know the four monsters of Meishan who have become famous recently?"
"Let me ask you what happened in front of you?" the other party replied unanswered, which made Yang Zhongcheng very annoyed, and he squeaked the other party's hand with a strong hand.
"The four monsters of Meishan have just put down their arrogance and are going to besiege and kill Fang Yu, who has been famous for a long time. "Master, I can offend you in no way, you can let me go." "I'm still in a hurry to go to the theater!"
Hum...
As soon as Yang Zhongcheng's hand was released, the young man instantly broke free. He ignored the pain in his hands and hurried forward.
"Big brother, what should we do?" Hearing this news, Yang Zhongcheng was already itching in his heart.
He is a martial artist, such a battle is really hard to come by, how can he not want to watch it.
"Big brother, let's go take a look too!" "I was in Bai Xiaosheng just now, but I heard a lot of Fang Yu's deeds. Since it was hit, how could there be a reason to miss it.
Fengshu glanced at Zhong Shenxiu inquiringly, and Zhong Shenxiu nodded at him without opinion.
"Let's go, let's go and see if he's really as powerful as the legend!"