After listening to her words, Qi Rong finally understood the reason why she hated the Ding family, her eyes lingered between her and Yuan Xiu, and half-jokingly: "I don't know what the two of you are awkward, obviously you are thinking about each other in your heart, but you just don't admit it." ”

Hearing this, Miao'er lowered her head, her cheeks were red, her feet hit the ground, and she said shyly: "Senior brother~"

Yuan Xiu on the side was expressionless, but his expression was a little stiff when he looked closely, and his fingertips were curled up, with a kind of embarrassment of being seen through his mind.

......

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the war of the Three Realms can't resist people's gossip thoughts, and in just one afternoon, the matter of the Ding family spread throughout Luochuan City.

Li Jiang and Mu Dong also came to Qirong's mansion to inquire about Qinghe.

At that time, Qinghe was praying for the beautiful room that was decorated for her, lying on the white velvet concubine, leisurely looking at a book that was circulated in the market, the writing was witty and humorous, and Qinghe watched it with relish.

When Li Jiang and Mu Dong came in, their eyes were almost blinded by the gold, silver and bronze utensils arranged in the room, the smell of incense flowed in the air, and they were pure and concentrating, and the heat outside was simply two worlds.

Mu Dong pursed his lips: "It's all fried outside, rumors are flying all over the sky, it's better for you to hide here." ”

Qinghe's gaze did not leave the page, and he said lazily: "This is called 'not hearing things outside the window, and only reading the books of sages'." ”

Mu Dong glanced at the notebook in her hand: "Two or three things about gods and demons and me - this is what you call the book of sages?"

Qinghe put down the notebook and changed the topic, "It's nothing more than spreading the fake Shenzhu and Ding Zhaoshan's madness." ”

Li Jiang sat down and said, "You were also there that day, Ding Zhaoshan really went crazy?"

Qinghe asked rhetorically, "Why do you say that?"

Li Jiang said in a condensed voice: "The power of the Divine Bead contains the aura of heaven and earth, and the spiritual power is the most orthodox, how can it be possible to go mad." Fingers tapped on the table, "Unless the power of the False Divine Bead is impure and clashes with the spiritual power of the righteous path cultivation." ”

Hearing this, Qinghe sat up slightly: "You mean, there are demons interfering in this matter." ”

Li Jiang: "I'm afraid so." ”

Qinghe suddenly remembered the round of fire eyes, and couldn't help but wonder if it was from the demon race.

"By the way, what about Lingyin?" Qinghe asked, as if he hadn't seen the heroine for a long time.

Mu Dong poked his head over and told her: "Little Sister Lingyin is with Mo Junqian, I look at the way she looks at Jun Qian, eighty percent like him." ”

Qinghe let out an "oh" and didn't ask any more.

Mu Dong observed her expression, saw that she had no other emotions at all, and was still reading leisurely, and couldn't help asking, "You don't want to say something?"

Qinghe didn't look up, his eyes were lowered, so that people couldn't see the emotion in it, "What did you say?"

Mu Dong paused and said, "You know very well in your heart that the person Mo Junqian likes is ......"

Qinghe suddenly got up to interrupt him, looked outside, stretched and said, "The weather is so good today, it's a pity not to go out for a walk." With that, he got off the concubine and went out with his clothes straightened.

Inside the house, Mu Dong and Li Jiang looked at each other, and sighed faintly for a long time.

......

From the end of the pearl appreciation conference, in just two days, the message about Shenzhu and the Ding family has become a topic that people talk about after dinner, there are those who gloat, there are those who worry about the sky, but more are indifferent bystanders who have nothing to do with themselves.

In this incident, Qinghe deeply felt the power of public opinion not to be underestimated at any time, and sometimes a straw can become a murderer of camels.

Once at a restaurant, Qinghe learned from the diners that the Ding family had suffered a heavy blow this time, Ding Zhaoshan had not yet sobered up, and the salt transportation business had also been affected, and the burden was all on Ding Mengchao.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if the Ding family falls into such a situation, but its status in the rivers and lakes should not be underestimated.

That's the power of networking.

Qinghe picked up the tea on the table and was about to drink it, when he suddenly heard another news come to his ears.

"Have you heard, since I saw the fake divine pearl at the pearl appreciation meeting, some people said that the real fire bead is in Xianhe Village. ”

"Really? You believe this kind of gossip. ”

"Hey, don't believe it, sometimes the grapevine is more accurate, how about it, do you want to check it out?"

"Is Xianhe Village far from here?"

"Not far, just behind Mt. Moonmountain, very close to ......"

The voice became smaller and quieter, and Qinghe watched a large group of people attracted by the gossip leave the restaurant and go straight to Xianhe Village.

She looked at Qi Rong, who came to drink tea with her, and said, "There is so much gossip about your Luochuan City, I can't help but suspect that someone is behind the scenes. ”

Qirong looked up at her, noncommittal.

Qinghe thought for a moment, "It can't be the fire eye?"

Qi Rong poured tea for her, "Possibly." ”

Qinghe held his head: "But why does it attract so many monks to Xianhe Village?"

She watched the action of praying for Rong, holding the teapot in her slender hand, and the water column poured into the teacup, rushing up the tea leaves at the bottom, the tea leaves tumbled, and the fragrance wafted into her nose.

Thoughts twisted into a strand like twisted flowers, Qinghe always felt that something was wrong, thought about it for a long time, and finally caught a point, she slapped the table suddenly, and said: "Fire Spirit Root, it must be for Fire Spirit Root." ”

Qi Rong's face was as usual, as if he had guessed it a long time ago.

Qinghe frowned: "You already knew?"

Qi Rong said softly: "Actually, I guessed that all this was instigated by the Fire Eye behind my back, and I thought that it made a fake divine bead to attract our attention, and then take the opportunity to escape, but now it seems that it is much bolder than I imagined." ”

Regardless of the facts, the villagers of Xianhe Village are innocent and do not deserve this calamity.

At that moment, Qinghe no longer delayed, and went to Xianhe Village with Qirong, and notified Li Jiang and a few people on the way, hoping to catch up.

Xianhe Village is still as quiet as ever, and from the outside, there is nothing suspicious.

There are still many people coming and going, some of them come to the Crane Temple to offer incense, some of them come because of the rumors of the Divine Beads, and the diners who whispered in the restaurant before are also among them.

As soon as Qinghe stepped into here, he was keenly aware of the difference, and when he looked closely, it was his face.

"Do you feel that their faces are sallow and blue, as if they have been sucked in yang energy? ”

Qi Rong bowed his head, grabbed a child who was playing on the street, squatted down and whispered, "Little friend, do you feel anything uncomfortable?"

When the child saw that he was a beautiful big brother, he immediately smiled and said, "No, I'm fine, my mother cooks a lot of delicious food for me every day, and takes me to the Crane Temple to offer incense and bless me safe." ”

Qirong smiled, rubbed his hair and let him play.

He stood up and said, "It seems that the problem is still in the Crane Temple." ”

Qinghe nodded in agreement, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "Why did you say 'or'?

Under Qinghe's suspicious gaze, Qi Rong said calmly: "Didn't you suffer an injury in the Crane Temple before, Li Jiang told me." ”

Qinghe thought about it for a while, so he didn't think about it anymore.