The man looked at Xu Changfeng, who had not replied for a long time, and suddenly showed a look of affirmation on his face, and said with emotion: "I really can't believe that at your age, you can have such a calm heart?"

Xu Changfeng still didn't reply, and his clear eyes looked at him fixedly.

The man continued, "Yao Xi is a very cautious person, he often goes in and out of Menghualou, deliberately making people think that he is just a moth addicted to beauty, and Menghualou is just a skin he wears. It's a pity that being smart is mistaken by being smart. He thought he could cover things up seamlessly, but he overlooked one detail......"

"What details?" Xu Changfeng asked.

"Drinking. ”

The man lowered his voice and said, "A pot of spring brewed by Menghualou is very strong, and the difference between drinking one cup and drinking two cups is very obvious. And Yao Xi loves to drink. Almost all of you will order a pot of spring when you come to Menghualou. The difference is...... Sometimes he walked out drunk, sometimes he was in good spirits. ”

"Because I have to do business, I don't dare to drink too much, and I'm afraid of being recognized, so I just have a drink and pretend?" Xu Changfeng asked in a low voice.

"That's right!" the man nodded, a smile on his face, "I've been watching him for a while, and I've finally figured it out." Every time he comes back to Menghualou, he must have one time to do business, and one time to have a drinking addiction. After the drunkenness, the carriage will take him straight home, but he can get down to business, the carriage will stop halfway, and he will be alone, disguised to go out of the city. As for what to do outside the city, I don't know, tracking outside the city is risky, and it is easy to startle snakes. ”

Apparently the man came prepared. It's just that he has a lot of doubts, and it's hard to say whether this is credible or not. However, Xu Changfeng recalled Yao Xi's appearance that he couldn't walk, and it didn't seem like he was lying, "In that case, why don't you just do it?" ”

"Don't you see?" the man pointed back with his thumb out, "I don't have a sword on me that can kill." ”

"Excuse ......," Xu Changfeng said disapprehantly, "Then why did you choose me?"

"Three reasons. The man stretched out three fingers and withdrew them one by one, "First, you want Yao Xi to die just like me." Second, you give me a very special feeling. Thirdly, this cannot be said for the time being. ”

"Except for the first, it's all nonsense in the back," Xu Changfeng said with a blank look.

"Haha......"

When the man heard this, he couldn't help laughing, "In seven days, Yao Xi will still come here, and after he gets in the carriage, he will definitely go out of the city through the Tonghua Gate, and then you just need to rush to the city gate and wait." Believe it or not, I've said what I should have said, and it's up to you to weigh the rest. However, I still remind you that Yao Xi has already faintly sensed that someone is investigating him, and there is not much time left for you. ”

"I wonder why. Xu Changfeng asked with a frown.

"Why, do you mean why I want to kill him?" the man said solemnly, "Do you remember what I just told you? If Chang'an East Lane is the dark night in Chang'an, then this Menghualou is the quagmire in this dark night." Yao Xi is just a middleman, and I can't find out who is connected with him. Only when he dies will the upper and lower families come to the surface. ”

"So you're using me. Xu Changfeng's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop.

"It's not utilization. The man shook his head, "It's a cooperation, we just get what we need." ”

"You should know that I'm just washing the marrow now. Xu Changfeng suddenly smiled.

"Of course I know, you didn't practice two days ago. The man laughed along.

As he spoke, the man picked up the flask again, poured himself a small glass, and savored it.

"Now that we're done talking, do you need me to help you call Ming Ming in?" the man then asked, "Don't worry, I'm in for a treat today." The next time you want to come, you'll have to pay a lot of money. ”

Xu Changfeng thought for a moment, and then said, "I still have a question. ”

"You say. The man didn't dislike him for being long-winded, and nodded.

"Obviously, since she has such a good piano skill, why should she stay in such a corrupt place?" In Xu Changfeng's opinion, it is clear that she can go elsewhere to make a living, and there is no need to defile herself here.

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. The man let out a long sigh, "She has her own troubles, and Ruyue is the same, they are all hard-working people in this dream flower building." And I can only spend some boring time with her when I have nothing to do. ”

The man took a sip of the remaining wine in his glass, then stood up and said, "Let's go, I'm sorry to disturb you so much." ”

The man's two words made Xu Changfeng suddenly feel that he didn't look like a bad person, but he still maintained some vigilance in his heart.

At the same time, on the first floor of Menghua Building, there were still many people sitting, but the atmosphere of the audience had completely changed.

I saw a domineering man who was about to press a harp girl to the platform, with an evil expression on his face, a short sword pinned to his waist, and a laugh kept coming. The woman below him closed her eyes tightly, her hands covered her chest, and her mouth desperately screamed for help.

The domineering man ignored her, his gaze stayed on her face, the white gauze scarf.

"Little beauty, what kind of purity do you pretend, let Lao Tzu take off your veil and obediently obey me. If you're happy, I'll give you some money!"

The man was a little impatient and whispered.

"You let go, I'm the piano girl of Menghualou, I don't have to serve guests!" the woman cried out in horror, tears already squeezing out of the corners of her eyes.

The guests present glared at him, but no one dared to stop him.

"What about the piano girl? Lao Tzu is going to you today, what can you do with me?" The two argued for a while, and the woman soon lost her strength and stopped struggling. The man's heart was overjoyed, and he hurriedly reached up, wanting to tear the veil off her face.

"Stop!"

At this moment, three Menghualou bodyguards dressed in black surrounded the man with long sticks, and they did not directly stop him, but looked at each other.

The man's interest was swept away, and he was very unhappy, but he still didn't let go of the qin girl, but shouted arrogantly: "Don't look at the clothes on Lao Tzu's body, I'm a member of the Sword Fu Gang, which of you dares to touch me?"

The man was dressed in light gray clothes, and on the top of the clothes, a yellow rune paper pattern was printed, and a small sword pierced the rune paper from the bottom up.

Who hasn't known this sign if they've been in Chang'an City for a while?

The Sword Fu Gang, one of the two leading gangs in Chang'an City, their gang leader Zheng Kai is a fifth-order cultivator, who dares to mess with it?

Of course, the three bodyguards with sticks knew that it was the logo of the Sword Talisman Gang, but who thought that this man was too arrogant, and he didn't even give Menghualou face.

Generally in this case, at most, it will be over if you lose some money, after all, it is just an ordinary piano girl, and it is not a matter of killing people, who will not be able to get along with money?

Despite this, one of the bodyguards still asked in a low voice, "I wonder which big man of the Sword Fu Gang is Your Excellency?"

"Lao Tzu's surname is Zheng, and his name is Zheng Tong. The man grinned, "If you are not afraid of death, come here, and have the ability to cut here!"

Zheng Tong said as he patted his chest with his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, he only heard a whoosh, and a peachwood sword shot out of thin air and stabbed Zheng Tong's chest.

Zheng Tong's face changed, and he hurriedly took a few steps back. The clothes on his chest had been cut through a cut, and blood was faintly spilling out. Fortunately, this is only a peachwood sword, otherwise if the sword goes down, even if it can't be killed, it will have to seriously injure him.

Zheng Tong clutched his chest and glared angrily at the owner of the peachwood sword, which was actually a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy!

The young man ignored Zheng Tong, but helped the piano girl on the ground up, and asked softly, "Mingming, are you okay?"

The piano girl opened her eyes when she heard this familiar voice, and before she could say thank you, she was stunned. The person who rescued her turned out to be the boy in the wing room who couldn't even drink!

"Brush!"

With a crisp sound of a sharp sword coming out of its sheath, Zheng Tong shouted at the young man with an angry face: "Boy, you have a kind, see if I don't kill you!"

With that, he wielded his short sword and killed him head-on.

Those who know the goods can see at a glance that what Zheng Tong is holding in his hand is a low-grade spirit sword, and he is obviously also a cultivator.

I saw that the young man calmly grabbed the little waist of the piano girl, and quickly pulled her to dodge the sword together. The young man let go of the piano girl and greeted him with a peachwood sword.

"Is this kid sick in the head?"

Zheng Tong looked at the young man incredulously, just a peachwood sword, and he also wanted to fight with his spirit sword?

The young man stepped forward in an orderly manner, and shouted in a low voice in his heart: "Dripping rain sword technique!"