This kind of speculation is undoubtedly extremely vicious, and the impact is quite bad, after all, no one would believe that the Kunlun Sect's swordsmanship secrets would be stolen by others, and the people who obtained the secrets would be able to learn from themselves.

Therefore, from the Kunlun sect to the seven sons of Kunlun and the ordinary disciples, there was no explanation, only hospitality.

In just one month, the guest rooms in the Shaoguang Peak, which is the gate of the Kunlun Sect, have been overcrowded, and the acting head of the Tianji Dao will open the Kaiyang Peak for the disciples of the various sects to stay. And from these visitors from all directions, it is not difficult to find out the characteristics of the devil, among which there are of course exaggerations, who can tell things in great detail even though they have not seen it with their own eyes. But there are also quite accurate and well-founded, such as a wanted picture scroll brought by the remnants of the Luoyang Heavenly Sword Sect is the most powerful evidence.

And Ye Qianxue, the lord of Zhaoyang County who posted this wanted list, also came to Kaiyang Peak with Taisufang half a month ago.

Although Ye Qianxue did not explain it directly, even Mo Zhongqing had to start doubting that attitude of wanting to speak and stopping. But suspicion is suspicion, Mo Zhongqing never wanted to believe that the second senior brother would do such an angry thing, so what was the misunderstanding in it? Where is the second senior brother at the moment?

Eyebrows, contemplation.

Mo Zhongqing was slightly stunned, and then he felt a sudden flower in front of him, and when he looked at it, he saw Ding Dong stretching out a white and tender flesh palm dangling in front of him, and said, "Are you stupid?"

Mo Zhongqing smiled slightly, and saw Ding Dong rushing to say: "Don't guess, this girl knows that Brother Zhongqing must be thinking about Brother Shaoying, right?"

Mo Zhongqing did not deny it, and there is no need to deny it.

This matter has already spread throughout the Kunlun Mountains, and most people also know that the Cloud Trace Sect is inextricably linked to that demon. Therefore, if Ding Bell is the number one unpopular in Kunlun Mountain, then the situation of the Cloud Trace Sect is not much better.

Ding Bell's eyes rolled, and suddenly he smiled sheepishly: "So I have a good idea." ”

Mo Zhongqing was happy, and said in passing: "Oh? What an idea." ”

Ding Dong suddenly clenched his fists and said with a serious face: "It's that we go to Brother Shaoying and stand firmly on his side." ”

Mo Zhongqing smiled and said, "Even if the second senior brother has done all the bad things, you still have to stand on his side?"

Ding Dong looked at him firmly and said: "No, Brother Shaoying has never been a bad person." ”

Mo Zhongqing said curiously: "Why aren't you a bad person?"

"Because he's a good man." ”

Mo Zhongqing was stunned, and said with some tears and laughter: "Then why is my second senior brother a good person?"

Ding Bell crossed his hands on his hips and said confidently: "Because he invited me to drink iced sour plum soup, he is a good person!"

Mo Zhongqing couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. Yes, in Ding Dong's mind, the person who is good to her is good, and the bad to her is usually regarded as bad, although this concept of good and evil is a bit child's play, but if you think about it carefully, if everything in the world can be distinguished by good and bad, isn't it also a wonderful thing?

However, he knew that many things in reality could not be distinguished by good or bad alone, although Ding Bell looked like a child, but she had been following Chongyu for a long time, and it was inevitable that she would be stained with some of that person's habits, Mo Zhongqing looked at it in his eyes, and knew it, so he only heard him smile and say: "Actually, after all, you want to go down the mountain to play, right?"

Ding Dong was slightly stunned, and then said with a cowardly expression: "Brother Zhongqing has seen it again." Yes, except for you and Sister Wanxi, few people dare to take care of me, and I will be suffocated to death if I stay any longer. ”

Mo Zhongqing frowned, a little embarrassed: "But in three days, it will be the Immortal Ceremony, we can't ......"

Ding Dong's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "I know, I know." We don't have to go far, I heard that there is a Kunlun set not far from this Kunlun Mountain, among which there is a Bawei Zhai, let's try it. ”

......

Kunlun set is backed by the Kunlun remnant vein, which is a market fifty miles away from the Shaking Light Peak. During this period, the people who came and went were civilians from all over the country to sell goods, so the popularity of the market has always been tepid, but it is like a trickle of water. And the Kunlun set was preserved, in addition to being stained with some Kunlun light, it is necessary to talk about the eight flavors located in it.

It is said that the owner of these eight Zhai is the chef of the capital, surnamed Jin. He likes mountain game, so he came here to set up a Bawei Zhai. However, when Bawei Zhai first settled here, business was not booming, and the high price also discouraged ordinary people, and Chef Jin was a little eccentric by nature, that is, only one table of wild treasures was held at noon every day, limited to 12 diners, and if no one came, it would expire. This resulted in a situation where no one cared about business when Bawei Zhai first opened.

However, gold always shines, and there is always the first person to eat crabs. At first, the nobles who came to play near Kunlun Mountain only went to taste it with curiosity and an attitude of trying, but they didn't expect to stop after tasting that table of delicacies and game, and stayed in the Eight Flavors Zhai for more than a month before they left. Since then, the reputation of Bawei Zhai has spread to hundreds, and most of the nobles have come to be famous, and they are satisfied, and they are all praised and highly respected.

After that, Chef Jin took in more than a dozen apprentices, and the price of game in Zhai became approachable. In this way, whether it is the civilians who come here to peddle goods or the people of the rivers and lakes to Kunlun Ji must come to these eight Zhai to taste, and three days later is the Kunlun Pai Immortal Ceremony, and because the mountains are mainly vegetarian Qing Tan, so the game in the Eight Flavors Zhai has reached the point of being robbed, but if you want to taste the game made by the golden chef himself, it is not easy, it is said that now to invite him to cook is ten times the price before, before a table of gold, at this time it will be a table of ten thousand taels.

There is a saying that 100 gold buys a good horse, and a thousand gold buys a beautiful woman, and how many people in the rivers and lakes covet and shy away from this game on a table of 10,000 gold? Chef Jin doesn't want to know, because this is the threshold he deliberately set for leisure.

And now, in front of him was a sack one man high. The sack is naturally filled with yellow gold. The gold is also mixed with colorful agate, longan, amethyst and the like as embellishments.

Chef Wang couldn't help but be taken aback at first glance, but he quickly calmed down, he hadn't seen rich people, most of the people who could invite him were either rich or noble, and he himself was one of them. Although this sack of gold looks a little nondescript, just like the horse manure in the gold box makes people feel violent, but rich people always have some special hobbies, such as didn't they set a lot of strange rules at the beginning?

Therefore, Chef Wang didn't ask much, just glanced at the apprentice on the side, and asked without being salty or indifferent: "How many distinguished guests are here?"

The apprentice hurriedly said, "It's just one person!"

Chef Jin was stunned and said curiously: "Only one person, without an entourage and domestic servants, and even a carriage?"

"Nope!"

The apprentice replied cleanly and neatly, and his perennial chopping of firewood also made him have good physical strength, and his voice was extremely high, and he seemed to be full of energy, but this sack was carried by two sturdy apprentices. Just look at the slight sweat on their heads to see how heavy this bag of gold is.

Chef Jin nodded, he already knew that the distinguished guest who came was not only rich but also a master of the ability to carry thousands of pounds. For martial arts masters and even cultivators, he always has inexplicable awe and admiration.

This made him slip into a gold-painted apron. This golden apron has a special meaning for him and is also a symbol of honor, so he will wear this golden apron every time he cooks with his own hands.

All kinds of ingredients have already been prepared, what is missing is only Chef Jin's cooking skills, so this table of delicacies is made very fast, and the speed of serving in just one stick of incense can be called smooth, but the strange thing is that when Chef Jin finished making twelve delicacies and was about to take off the golden apron, he saw the apprentice pestle who passed the dishes at the door with a look of wanting to speak and stopping.

Chef Jin frowned and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The disciple said, "No, it's just ......"

The disciple spoke for half a sentence, as if the next words were really unspeakable.

Chef Jin said unhappily: "If you have anything to say, do you still want to smash my Bafang Zhai brand!"

The apprentice answered, and finally whispered: "Yes, yes, Master Hui, this person didn't say that the taste was not palatable, he just said that there would be ten more tables according to the same dish." ”

"Ten tables?"

When Chef Jin heard this, Huo Ran turned around, and he was already angry. This table of dishes is according to the amount of twelve people, and Bawei Zhai never withholds the ingredients, if you are full of chopsticks, only a whole boar in these twelve dishes is enough to make the table full of guests to eat, so is it really to smash the field?

Chef Jin frowned, but then suppressed his anger for the time being: "Could the guests have eaten all the dishes on the table?"

The disciple nodded unexpectedly and whispered, "Yes." ”

Chef Jin was taken aback, and said, "So he really can't eat?"

This sentence is not only like asking someone?, and like talking to himself after being frightened, the left and right apprentices did not open their mouths to reply, after all, it is rare for guests to eat the next table of dishes by themselves, and it is even more incredible to have ten tables after eating!

Could it be that this man's stomach is iron-clad and unbreakable?

Chef Jin didn't believe it, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly said, "What kind of clothes are the guests wearing, and what can you see about him?"

The apprentice paused before he said, "That man is shirtless and full of meat, and his lower body is only wearing a pair of pants of unknown material, and he is also ......."

The apprentice was still talking, but Chef Jin couldn't sit still anymore, he hurriedly took off the golden apron and said, "Let's go, follow me to the front hall to meet this distinguished guest!"

However, before Chef Jin walked to the front hall, he heard a shout from outside, and then the sound of swords suddenly came, and when Chef Jin walked from the inner hall to the front hall, he saw that the hall was already full of swords.

Several apprentices beside Chef Jin saw this posture and were about to step forward to drink, but when they saw Chef Jin, they whispered: "Stop, look first." ”