Chapter 6, the world's masters

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The wind is colder than last night, and experienced people should know that the coldest time of the day is the midnight and early morning, and this morning is particularly cold, the sun has just appeared, and it does not show the majesty of the sun, but the wind shows the cold and cool of the wind.

The inn is not cold, Mo Qingchi will never snub guests, as long as it is his guest, he will never slack off, even if he will kill his guest in the next moment, but he will not be a little slack in the previous moment, not to mention that the people in the inn are his real guests now, so he does not have any slack.

When Ning Daoqi woke up, the bloodstains and corpses in the lobby were gone, he didn't want these guests to be afraid, so naturally there was no need to show the bloodstains and corpses obviously, but there was indeed one less guest in this inn, but no one would notice that guest, after all, that guest had never appeared in front of others at the same time.

The first person to appear in the lobby was Ning Daoqi, Ning Daoqi's spirit was very good, at least it looked very good from the face, when he looked at Mo Qingchi, he also had a very pleasant smile on his face, and Mo Qingchi also had a very pleasant smile on his face, it seemed that they had forgotten yesterday's jokes and thrills, and even gave people the feeling that they were a pair of friends who had forgotten their years.

Mo Qingchi pointed to the steamed buns and porridge that had been prepared on the square table, and said honestly: "There is really nothing too delicious in this town, although I have a lot of gold on my body, I really can't prepare anything new, but at least these things can fill my stomach, but now there is a problem." ”

Ning Daoqi had already sat down when he spoke, he grabbed a steamed bun and put it in his mouth, and ate it in three or two bites. The steamed buns are not small, and the appetite of people who can eat them in three or two is really good, and the appetite of people who are in a good mood is generally good, and Ning Daoqi seems to be in a very good mood.

He grabbed another steamed bun, looked at Mo Qingchi, and said with a smile: "Delicious and delicious food can fill the stomach, and steamed bread can also fill the stomach, so in my opinion, they are all the same, not to mention that their final result will be the same." ”

Mo Qingchi smiled again, he clapped his hands and said, "The result of anything entering the stomach is the same, but few people understand this truth and agree with this truth." ”

Ning Daoqi ate another steamed bun and drank half a bowl of porridge after a while, he looked really in a good mood, he looked at Mo Qingchi and said, "Can you tell me what is wrong with you now?"

Mo Qingchi shook his head, and he said honestly: "The real people have already eaten the steamed buns, and I, the person who is the master, are really very happy, so I really don't have the slightest problem." ”

Ning Daoqi had already finished drinking a bowl of porridge, and his person was still sitting on the chair, his eyes looked at Mo Qingchi, grabbed a steamed bun, chewed it again, and said, "You have no problem, but I have a problem." ”

"What's the problem?"

Ning Daoqi said: "There are a total of thirteen rooms in this inn, so do we have thirteen people?"

Mo Qingchi shook his head with a smile and said, "There are indeed thirteen rooms, but there are no thirteen people, and now there are only seven people in total, including me." ”

"Seven people, so there are four more than the three of us?"

Mo Qingchi said: "Yes, there are four more people, and these four people are all Grandmasters of the Taidou Party, their martial arts cultivation may not be as good as Ning Zhenren, but their status in the rivers and lakes is not much worse than Ning Zhenren, and one of them even has an extraordinary relationship with Ning Zhenren." ”

"Oh, who?"

Mo Qingchi was just about to say the name of that person, but the words stopped when he reached his mouth, a very obvious smile appeared on his face, he smiled and picked up the steamed buns on the table, and he also ate three times and two by two, it seems that he is in a really good mood.

The shopkeeper is a quick-eyed guy, he heard the footsteps and began to prepare steamed buns and soup porridge, obviously he understood the idea of this owner who opened an inn but did not do business, and the guests who came here needed to be treated attentively, regardless of the cost.

The porridge is a porridge made from the best white rice, and the steamed bread is also a very well-made steamed bun, which will never make people feel hungry again after eating.

Ning Daoqi didn't ask, he had already heard two footsteps coming down the stairs, one of which was as light as cotton, it was difficult to hear clearly, and the other was like a mountain lurking, which made people involuntarily feel solemn.

Two footsteps came down the stairs and stopped, and one of the very old voices sounded leisurely: "Ning Zhenren hasn't seen you for a long time, I don't know if you still remember the old man?"

The footsteps stopped, Ning Daoqi had already turned around, and the moment he turned around, the voice had not sounded, and the others had already stood up, made a very respectful bow, and said: "It turned out to be Master Lu, after 20 years of separation, we are still destined to meet each other." ”

The most famous person in the world today deserves to be Ning Daoqi, but the most famous person in the sky and on earth twenty years ago or even forty years ago was not Ning Daoqi, nor was it the evil king Shi Zhixuan, the queen of the yin Zhu Yuyan or even the evil emperor Xiang Yutian, if you talk about the fame, it should belong to Lu Miaozi.

If Shi Zhixuan, Yin Hou and Ning Daoqi are geniuses with unique attainments in one aspect, then Lu Miaozi is a world-class all-rounder, he has dabbled in martial arts, medicine, organs, gardening, I Ching, astronomy, architecture, the art of war, gambling, etc., in the past, when Ning Daoqi was the most amazing and proud, he also treated Lu Miaozi with the courtesy of a master, and asked Lu Miaozi a lot of questions.

He can have such an achievement that ordinary people can't reach because he is too smart, he can be said to be smarter than anyone in the world, but it is precisely because he has dabbled too much, so he has been clever and mistaken by cleverness, and it has always been difficult to get a glimpse of the peak realm in the way of martial arts.

Ning Daoqi looked at this old man who was still dressed the same as twenty years ago, with a goose crown and a broad belt, a strange face, as if he was like a pine and cypress, as if he was an immortal in the world, his eyes showed the same respect as always, he smiled apologetically at the silent old man, and said: "Regarding the matter entrusted to me by Mr. in the past twenty years, I really ask for forgiveness for being incompetent and difficult to do. ”

Lu Miaozi waved his hand, his voice was as light and ethereal as his footsteps, and said, "If you really did that for me back then, then I'm afraid I would have regretted it, although I hate her, I actually don't want her to die." ”

Mo Qingchi looked at the people who were talking, with a faint smile on his face, he didn't interject from beginning to end, and after the two finished speaking, Mo Qingchi pointed to the old man who walked like a mountain, domineering and powerful, but was dressed in a shabby robe, and said: " Dust Sand Sword Ouyang Xiyi, when it comes to martial arts cultivation, may not be as good as the two, when it comes to seniority, but not inferior to the two, and he is the person I admire the most in Mo Qingchi's life, if you talk about the word chic, there is no one in heaven and earth who can compare with him, so I hope that I can ask Ouyang Senior to come and do something for me. ”

Ouyang Xiyi laughed, in front of Ning Daoqi and Lu Miaozi, he was not afraid or scruples at all and laughed out loud, he was really chic and unscrupulous, he looked at Mo Qingchi, with a smile in his eyes, and said: "You kid invited me here but has refused to tell me what you want me to do, and now you are finally willing to speak." ”

Mo Qingchi said lightly: "The juniors were originally reluctant to speak at this time, but suddenly found that opening up at this time is undoubtedly the best opportunity to speak, and it is also the opportunity that the seniors are the most unwilling to refuse me." ”

Ouyang Xiyi had already sat on the chair with a golden knife, took a big bite of a steamed bun, and said, "You speak." ”

Mo Qingchi said: "Many of you present should know that I invited you to come this time to invite you to watch the confrontation between me and Yan Thirteen, who is Yan Thirteen, I don't think I need to repeat it, I want to tell you one thing, although Yan Thirteen is my friend and my opponent, I am not at all sure about this battle, not even the slightest certainty." ”

For a moment, there was a sudden suffocating aura in the lobby.

Mo Qingchi was still very relaxed and happy, and said: "Therefore, this time I fight with Yan Thirteen, I may die under Yan Thirteen's sword, and I want to ask Senior Ouyang to do something to deal with what happens after my death." ”

Ouyang Xiyi pinched half a steamed bun in his hand and said, "You want to collect your body for me?"

Mo Qingchi shook his head and said, "If a person dies, even if the corpse is eaten by a wild beast, then he will not be conscious, not to mention that even if the corpse is retracted, it will have to rot?" I would like to ask Senior Ouyang to find someone with the news of my death." ”

"Who?"

Mo Qingchi said: "I wish Yuyan after the yin." ”

Ouyang Xiyi frowned, glanced at Lu Miaozi, whose hands trembled involuntarily, and said, "What are you looking for her to do?"

Mo Qingchi said: "I want you to ask a word for me?"

Ouyang Xiyi said, "What words?"

Mo Qingchi said: "Does he remember that there was a person named Mo Qingchi?"

With a thud, the teacup shattered to the ground.

This is not Mo Qingchi's teacup, nor is it the teacup in the hands of Ouyang Xiyi and Ning Daoqi, but Lu Miaozi's teacup.

Lu Miaozi has always been a calm and calm person, ethereal as a floating cloud, why is a person like this so out of shape today? Is it because of the three words Zhu Yuyan? Could it be that these three words really have such magic?

Ouyang Xiyi's gaze did not look at Lu Miaozi, but looked at Mo Qingchi with an indifferent expression with a very strange and strange look.

Mo Qingchi still had a faint smile on his face, making people feel that even when this person died, he would be as elegant and with a very comfortable smile as he is now.

"You're wrong, if a person dies, then there is nothing, so the Queen of Yin will never remember that there is a person in the world, Mo Qingchi, so you don't need to let Ouyang Xiyi bring her any words for you. A cool, indifferent, heartbreaking voice silently broke through this very strange atmosphere, but at this moment, another very bizarre and strange atmosphere had spread in the lobby.

Mo Qingchi was laughing, smiling brightly, as if this sentence was a very, very funny sentence, which caused him to laugh. (To be continued.) )