If you want to say which place in the Zhongzhou continent is the most mysterious, in addition to Penglai, another place is Kunlun.

Mount Kunlun is an extremely steep mountain, and the Kunlun Shrine stands on the top of the mountain, and from a distance, the shrine looks as if it is floating on the clouds.

The most famous thing about Kunlun Mountain is not the temple on the mountain and the priests in it, but the abyss at the bottom of the mountain.

The abyss is called the Stygian Spring, and its function is to imprison the demons of the north and some demon beasts of the world.

Of course, it is also possible to imprison some world-famous practitioners.

At the entrance of the temple, an old man in a red sacrificial robe looked at a place at the foot of the mountain, which was the entrance to the Stygian Spring, Birapo.

"Grandpa Han, why did those two people go in?"

A little girl in a blue cloud robe walked up to the old man and asked.

The one who is called Grandpa Han is the great priest Han Zaiqi in the Kunlun Temple, and the little girl is the contemporary goddess Yun Zhongyue.

Han Zaiqi said in a calm tone: "In order to find someone." ”

After hearing this, Yun Zhongyue asked, "Is it for that weird person who talks to an evil sword all day long?"

Han Zaiqi nodded.

Yun Zhongyue tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "But is that person really as bad as you say? Last time I followed Second Grandpa down to suppress demons, he didn't hate us or even do anything to us like other demons or wicked people. ”

"Goddess, you have to remember that sometimes, a person's good or bad is not measured by what he does, we can look at it for a longer time. Han Zaiqi said to Yun Zhongyue.

Yun Zhongyue sighed, and looked at Biliangpo curiously.

"Okay, let's go, it's not interesting. ”

Han Zaiqi said to Yun Zhongyue as he turned around and prepared to leave.

Yun Zhongyue glanced at the two people on Biliangpo's side again before turning around and following Han Zaiqi.

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It's another year of lantern festivals, and Upper River City hosts a lantern festival every year.

Those handsome men and beautiful women will walk the streets in pairs every time this festival.

Pastries and delicacies that are usually hard to buy can be bought on the streets and alleys of this festival.

If you want to say what is the most famous thing in Shanghe City, everyone will say in unison, Minghua Pear Garden.

This troupe is not only famous in Shanghe City, but even in the whole of Zhongzhou.

The most famous in the Minghua pear orchard is the pear blossom fall and lotus song sung by Luo Honglian.

If every guest who goes to the Minghua Pear Garden does not listen to the song of Pear Blossom Fall and Lotus Song, and then mentions to others that he has been to the Minghua Pear Garden after going out, others will not believe it at all.

It coincides with the Lantern Festival, and the Minghua Pear Garden is full.

Today, there happens to be a program of Luo Honglian, and the title of the song is hated by the column.

"The next song, hate by the railing, singer, Luo Honglian. ”

After the curtain was announced, the audience burst into applause.

Eight notes were played in the middle of the scene, and the wonderful man walked out from behind the curtain with graceful steps.

There were four people sitting in the guest room on the second floor, and one of them drank the wine in the cup in one gulp and said: "It's just a broken drama team, take the money and smash it, can the artists under the stage still go with the young master?"

The man poured another glass of wine and drank it all.

"Miao Laosi, don't pull us if you want to die, this troupe is not simple. ”

Another burly man looked up with a slice of greens in his head.

The man called Miao Laosi smiled disdainfully after hearing this, and walked out of the guest room.

The other two looked at each other.

"Ma An, you go to Miao Laosi's house and ask the people of his family to collect his body, you may still be alive if you come early. ”

The burly man commanded to the man on his left.

"No, Brother Liu, does this troupe really dare to kill people?"

Ma'an sat on his stool and hesitated.

The one who is called Brother Liu is the youngest son of the city lord of Shanghe City, Liu Yunfei.

After hearing this, Liu Yunfei nodded and said, "Well, it's not like that, at most, let him disappear into the world from now on." ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Ma An anymore, Liu Yunfei continued to hold the green vegetables on the plate and slowly put them into his mouth.

"Alas, let's go, Brother Ma, whether it's true or not, go and report it first. ”

The man sitting on the right stood up and put down his glass and said.

"I all know that this Miao Laosi is lustful, why did he become greedy for this untold troupe, and he deserved to die or not. ”

Although he was complaining, Ma An also stood up.

After all, the four of them came out together, if Miao Laosi really had any accidents, Liu Yunfei's back was the City Lord's Mansion, and the two of them just had a little spare money at home, if something really happened, they couldn't afford it.

When the two walked out of the guest room, Liu Yunfei shook his head and said softly, "A group of fools." ”

Thinking about what he was planning, and then looking at his current identity, the corners of Liu Yunfei's mouth flashed a wry smile.

Miao Laosi, who was slightly floating in his footsteps, walked towards the backstage with his two servants, but was stopped before he could reach the backstage.

"Can't you go in?" Miao Laosi pointed at one of the guards.

"Raise your dog's head and take a good look, who is Lao Tzu, do you think Lao Tzu can go in?"

As he spoke, Miao Laosi walked up to the guard and patted him on the head.

Even after receiving this insult, the guard continued to repeat with an unchanged face: "Guest, stand back." ”

Miao Laosi looked at the guard and suddenly laughed.

After laughing for a while, Miao Laosi suddenly said gloomily: "Why don't I retreat?

The guard still didn't speak, but there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Why don't you know why the fourth prince has to go backstage?"

A woman dressed in silk and satin walked forward from behind, followed by Luo Honglian, who had just finished singing the hatred of the railing.

This woman is Meng Tingfang, the owner of Minghua Pear Garden.

"Meng, I haven't seen you for a long time, what I said last time, how did you think about it?"

After seeing Meng Tingfang, Miao Laosi said with a smile.

Meng Tingfang pretended to think about it and said, "I'm really sorry, what did the fourth prince say last time?"

Hearing this, Miao Laosi's originally smiling face gradually calmed down.

"Since you forgot, then I'll let you remember that there is nothing in Upper River City that I want to do but can't do. ”

After speaking, more than a dozen people suddenly stood up among the guests in the audience, and the leader raised the thing in his hand, which was the thunderbolt gunpowder of Jiangnan Province, so what the rest of the people were holding was self-evident.

The guests were so frightened that they went under the table, and some tried to run outside, but the rest of the people blocked the door.

Looking at the things in the hands of the more than ten people, the guards in the park didn't dare to act rashly, so they stared at this group of people with fierce eyes.

"This is what the Miao family means?"

Meng Tingfang still asked with a smile.

The two words Miao family seemed to be pierced by a thorn in Miao Laosi's heart, Miao Laosi pointed at Meng Tingfang and Luo Honglian and scolded: "You slut rarely mention the Miao family to me, this is what I mean by Miao Laosi." Today you will either sell me the Minghua Pear Garden, or you will hand over the slut behind you to me. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will blow up your troupe today. ”

Miao Laosi said with a flushed face: "What do you say about selling your body and not selling your art, so that Lao Tzu will be ridiculed by the people of Shanghe City, and today Lao Tzu will make you never be able to open your mouth as a singer." ”

Looking at Miao Laosi, who was full of ugliness in front of her, Luo Honglian still looked calm.

"It doesn't mean me to sell Minghua Liyuan to you or not, as for Red Lotus, you still blow up this troupe. ”

After Meng Tingfang finished saying this, he looked at Miao Laosi.

"I really don't dare? Ah Chang, up!"

Miao Laosi shouted at the leader at the top of his voice.

The leader was about to throw the gunpowder in his hand towards the stage when he was suddenly stopped by a voice.

"You dare!?"

A neutral voice came from outside the door.

Hearing this voice, Miao Laosi shouted to Ah Chang again: "Don't care!

Ah Chang stood there and hesitated for a while, but finally put down the gunpowder in his hand.

The door of the pear orchard opened, and a middle-aged man hurried in.

"Master Miao, if you come one step late, my troupe will be gone, and these songs will become swan songs. ”

Meng Tingfang looked at the middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man was Miao Donglei, the head of the Miao family who received Ma An's notice and dared to come.

Miao Donglei wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "That can't, can't." ”

Miao Laosi is the youngest son of Miao Donglei, and he is very pampered on weekdays.

But now is different from the past, Miao Donglei clearly knows that if he is not careful, the Miao family will disappear from now on.

Walking in front of Miao Laosi, Miao Donglei slapped Miao Laosi in the face.

This slap stunned Miao Laosi, Miao Laosi covered his swollen mouth and said, "Isn't it just a troupe, you actually beat me?"

Miao Donglei angrily grabbed Miao Laosi and slapped him a few times, the venue was very quiet, only crisp slaps.

Xu was tired, maybe because he was tired of running, Miao Donglei gasped and let go of Miao Laosi.

At this time, Miao Laosi's face was swollen, and he didn't look like a person at all.

It can also be seen from this how frightened Miao Donglei is.

"Are you still satisfied?"

Miao Donglei gasped and saluted.

Meng Tingfang looked at Miao Donglei calmly and said, "The head of the Miao family probably didn't understand what I said, I mean, these songs are going to become swan songs." ”

Hearing this, Miao Donglei immediately reacted, and then apologized to Luo Honglian: "Luo Mingling, the child is not sensible, don't take it to heart, another day Miao will come to the door to apologize for his sins." ”

Luo Honglian didn't respond, turned her head and left.

Suddenly, a knife light came out from behind the crowd and rushed straight towards Luo Honglian, and the people around him didn't have time to react, but before that knife light could get close to Luo Honglian's back, it was blocked by an invisible wall.

The person holding the knife was Miao Laosi, who couldn't tell the difference, and Miao Laosi raised the knife in his hand like crazy and swung it towards Luo Honglian.

The guards around him only reacted at this time, and the guards on the side quickly stood behind Luo Honglian, and the other guard did not forget to wave it towards Miao Laosi's arm when he snatched the knife from Miao Laosi's hand.

I don't know if this knife is too sharp or because of the guard's strength, Miao Laosi's arm was actually broken like this.

This guard is the one who was just humiliated by Miao Laosi.

Everything happened so fast that Miao Donglei didn't have time to explain, and Miao Laosi was cut off.

"Ahh

Meng Tingfang looked at Miao Donglei calmly and said, "Master Miao, there are some things that a broken hand can't solve the problem. ”

Miao Donglei looked at Miao Laosi lying on the ground and nodded tremblingly.

He knew in his heart what he was facing, the background of Minghua Liyuan was far more than it seemed on the surface, maybe today because of one of his thoughts, the Miao family was gone.

Miao Donglei was ruthless, and took out the knife in the servant's hand and cut off Miao Laosi's left leg with force.

Miao Lao never expected that after his broken arm, he would be followed by the pain of a broken leg, and he fainted in an instant.

"Meng, are you still satisfied?"

Miao Donglei was sweating profusely, threw away the knife in his hand, and bowed to Meng Tingfang.

"That's enough, let's take it back. After Meng Tingfang finished speaking, he turned around and left.

After Meng Tingfang went upstairs, Miao Donglei shouted to the rest of the servants: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and carry the fourth son to the medical hall." ”

Miao Donglei didn't follow in person, he went out of the pear orchard to another place.

There was a commotion outside, and an old man was sitting in a guest room in the pear orchard.

"You can really sit still, your own daughter was attacked from behind, you just sit and watch, I'm afraid there will be no second one in this world except for you, the big-hearted owner of Penglai Island. ”

Meng Tingfang pushed open the door and walked in.

"Nothing can happen. ”

Sang Huaqing said with a cup of tea.

Meng Tingfang sat opposite Sang Huaqing and looked at Sang Huaqing and said: "That negative heart lang hasn't appeared for so many years, she has waited for so many years, I look really uncomfortable." ”

When the word negative heart lang was mentioned, Sang Huaqing's face also showed a trace of disgust.

Sang Huaqing said after drinking the tea in the cup: "Don't mention him." ”

Meng Tingfang said: "Okay, don't mention him, what are your orders when you come to me this time?"

Sang Huaqing stood up and walked towards the windowsill: "There are still some years before the day of the Demon Extermination Conference, and there are some things that you need to order in advance this time." ”

"From here, the stage is a bit small. Before Meng Tingfang could say anything, Sang Huaqing suddenly said something without a clue.

Meng Tingfang paused and said, "Okay, I'll tell you to go down and let the people below expand the stage a little more." ”

"By the way, is the candidate for this demon extraction meeting Wen Jing'er?"

Meng Tingfang walked up to Sang Huaqing and asked.

Sang Huaqing nodded.

"Then I have to tell the rest of the landlords to teach her carefully, I treasure her, she is much more interesting than Zhongru's kid. The ranking doesn't matter, just don't be in danger when the time comes. ”

Listening to the nagging of the people around him, Sang Huaqing couldn't help but feel a little big.

Among the landlords on Penglai Island, the most helpless is the owner of the green house, Meng Tingfang.

"Eh, by the way, Wen Jing'er's protector doesn't seem to have been found yet, right? Although Zhongru kid is calm, his cultivation is not enough, let me tell you, Red Lotus's cultivation has improved a lot over the years, and it is vaguely at the peak of Zhishou. ”

"I said, why don't you let Honglian be Wen Jing'er's protector?" Meng Tingfang was about to ask Sang Huaqing how she was, but found that Sang Huaqing was no longer there.