subordinates dare not

When Meng Fuyuan arrived at Zhulin Xiaozhu, it was another rainy night.

The wooden wheel shaft turned slower and slower, and gradually stopped, pressing over the water-soaked bluestone slabs, leaving a winding water mark and countless splashes of water.

With Huo Yi's support, Meng Fuyuan slowly got off the carriage.

The servant standing in front of Zhulin Xiaozhu's gate saw that he had finally arrived at Meng Fuyuan, hurriedly took a step forward and respectfully said, "Master Meng, our master has been waiting for you in the main hall for a long time."

Meng Fuyuan was not surprised when he heard the words, he knew that he could not escape this secret conversation with Bian Qingyu.In the past few days, the Beiqi Sect will inevitably go through a grand trial, and before that, Bian Qingyu must have his arrangements.

So he nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Huo Yi held the umbrella in his left hand, stretched his right arm, and embraced Meng Fuyuan's right shoulder. The latter staggered towards the main hall, finally pushed the door in, and closed the door with his backhand, completely blocking Huo Yi's sight from the door.

The last meeting with Bianqing Yuzhengtang was only two months ago. At that time, everyone was looking forward to the results of the three factions of the Beiqi Sect. However, the situation in the arena is changing rapidly. What will happen in the future is unpredictable.

The main hall has no windows facing the sun, and it is gloomy. This is the second time for Meng Fuyuan to come here, and he is still not used to it, and feels gloomy.

"What happened to the owner's feet?"

Bian Qingyu's cold and almost unkind words rang in Meng Fuyuan's ears. They were clearly concerned words, but when they came out of Bian Qingyu's mouth, there was a flat to heartless indifference.

Fortunately, Meng Fuyuan never put Bian Qingyu in the position of a confidant in the world, or even a friend, but Meng Fuyuan knew that Bian Qingyu had always used him for his own self-interest and power. Blindfolded, he was thinking about how to swing the fastest, hardest and deadliest blow.

"It's just a minor injury, it's okay." Meng Fuyuan shook his head calmly, and asked again, "Why is the head of Bian visiting late at night?"

Meng Fuyuan said it was a minor injury, Bian Qingyu didn't ask any more, and just said politely, "The owner has had a hard time traveling."

Next, he cut to the chase and asked straight to the point: "I invite the owner to go to Qianluan Mountain and break through the formation set up by your father. I think I can find some traces of the war. I don't know what is the importance of the owner. Discover?"

When Meng Fuyuan went to Qianluan Mountain in Xuzhou, he was instructed by Bian Qingyu. What's more, the reason why he knew that the formation of Qianluan Mountain was set up by Meng Sihe was also obtained from Bian Qingyu.

Now, Bian Qingyu asked him if he had made any major discoveries?

Meng Fuyuan actually showed a hint of absurdity, Bian Qingyu seemed to know everything, and it was not reflected in one or two accidental things, Bian Qingyu was like this in almost everything.

But Bian Qingyu will not be open and honest with himself, Meng Fuyuan has always known, this time he didn't even ask one more question, "I don't know how the head of Bian got the news, so I know that the formation of Qianluan Mountain is my father's masterpiece" , because he knows it well, it's just a waste of words.

Meng Fuyuan said earnestly: "I have gained a lot from this trip. To sum it up, there are three things."

Bian Qingyu said conveniently, "Talk to me in detail."

"Okay." Meng Fuyuan said solemnly, "The first thing I heard was a doggerel, the purpose of which may be to build momentum and imitate a civil uprising, but it seems to be to make certain things more convincing than a decree from heaven. .”

"Ligerer?" Bian Qingyu wondered slightly.

"Yes."

Meng Fuyuan recounted the doggerel he had heard to Bian Qingyu, without missing a single word.

"The head of Bian is also thoughtful. Thinking about it, I'm afraid he also understands the mystery in this doggerel? The first couplet is about the murder of the Chiyan Gang, and the second couplet seems to imply that the Kaiyang faction has a clue—"

Meng Fuyuan suddenly said in a deep voice: "And now, something happened to the Kaiyang faction."

Bian Qingyu nodded, his face was so indifferent that there was still no extra emotion, and he didn't ask the last two lines of the poem, nor did he discuss the deep meaning behind the lines. After a moment of silence, he said: "Zhuang Lord, let's talk about the second thing."

Meng Fuyuan said eloquently, "A few days ago, I sent a letter to you. According to the reliable information I got from Zhaoyuan Temple and Linghao Pavilion, the principle of "Lingyuan Gongfa" is different from the "evil religion" recognized in the world. Coincidentally, however, recently on the rocky walls of the Qianluan Mountain Valley, I found fragments of exercises that were similar to cults and deviated from decent theories. I combined the key words and guessed that it might be the long-lost "Ling Yuan" Cultivation Method", but it may also be the Demon Sect's Cultivation Method, I dare not speak in vain."

Bian Qingyu asked again: "Did you copy it down?"

Meng Fuyuan immediately took out the paper he had copied, opened it, and handed it to the person opposite.

The clearly visible ink marks were displayed in front of Bian Qingyu, and he could see everything at a glance. Bian Qingyu read it through in his mind, still nodding his head neither sad nor happy, and continued: "Tell me about the third thing."

"The third thing may be related to the Demon Cult that has disappeared." Meng Fuyuan said slowly, "I first dug a bone in the valley, and a silver wire penetrated into the bone, and then I found it near the bone. There is a black lotus imprint on the armor. I guess, the black lotus imprint may be the symbol of the demon cultists, but I don’t understand the iron wire in the bone.”

Having said that, Bian Qingyu's ice-like expression for thousands of years finally stirred up waves, and there was a rare fleeting shock in his pupils, but it disappeared too quickly, like a meteor flying away, catching without a shadow, this The time he was silent this time seemed to be longer than any time before. However, the result of the long silence was that Bian Qingyu did not make any inferences or guesses, but suddenly said, "In the past few days, Ling Hao The people in the pavilion are about to arrive, and I troubled the owner to keep the secret for me before, and wait patiently until the day of the Jianghu trial, just play it by ear, and when the time is right, I will copy your excerpts from the suspected "Lingyuan Gongfa" Make it public, and then say nothing."

Bian Qingyu seemed worried, and he added: "Don't tell me the secret of "Lingyuan Gongfa", and don't say that what you copied is likely to be the incomplete chapters of "Lingyuan Gongfa". If you give any speculation, just take it out, and leave all the reasoning to other people present."

Meng Fuyuan asked: "But when is the time for Bianzhang to mature?"

"You will know when the time comes." Bian Qingyu replied.

"What if I can't assess the situation and misjudge the opportunity?"

But Bian Qingyu's tone was firm, "No, Zhuang Zhu is smart and smart, I can trust it."

Believe it?

Meng Fuyuan was speechless for a while, but there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Seeing that Meng Fuyuan was silent, Bian Qingyu continued: "After the end of the Jianghu trial, the Kaiyang faction will definitely not be able to retreat completely. The three-legged confrontation will turn into a two-party battle between Chu and Han, and the alliance between me and Wei Chuge will soon exist in name only."

"So, it's time for us to start our plan to catch the traitor." After finishing speaking, Bian Qingyu paused for a moment, and suddenly smiled slightly, "But in fact, it has already started."

This time, Meng Fuyuan understood the deep meaning in Bian Qingyu's words, "I know, I have already heard the rumors about Xuzhou and his party."

There was no one around, so they could talk freely, but the two of them started talking dumbly at the same time.

Bian Qingyu smiled even brighter, "Dealing with smart people is to save worry and effort. It turns out that Zhuang Zhuang saw my foreshadowing, but I underestimated Zhuang Zhuang."

Meng Fuyuan replied with a smirk: "Don't dare, the head of Bian is the one with a deep mind, killing two birds with one stone."

"Tonight, I had a very happy conversation with the owner of the village by candlelight." Bian Qingyu got up, cupped his hands and said, "I'm full of miscellaneous things. If I have a chance in the future, you and I will talk about it."

Bian Qingyu went straight to the wooden door of the main hall, and the creaking sound of pushing the door was shrill like the howl of a hungry ghost, which only made people get goosebumps.

Before Bian Qingyu pushed open the door, Meng Fuyuan suddenly called out to him——

"Sect Leader Bian stay!"

"What's the matter?" Bian Qingyu turned back leisurely, at that time the clear moonlight broke through the window, and happened to be reflected on his shiny and smooth silver-white mask, as if it had been coated with a layer of cold frost.

"You sent someone to pass on the doggerel, didn't you?"

Bian Qingyu pretended to be surprised, "Oh? Why did you say that?"

But in fact, he knew that Meng Fuyuan could find out, and he never imagined that he could hide it from Meng Fuyuan.

"The rumor that I have a marriage contract with the owner of the Qiongguang Valley is a step in your plan. Therefore, the Qingming Teahouse is your influence. Since this doggerel came out of it, it must have your intention."

Bian Qingyu sneered, "The owner has already made a decision in his heart, why ask me?"

"What I want to ask is not this matter." Meng Fuyuan stared at half of Bian Qingyu's face soaked in frost, snow and moonlight. He knew that the result of asking Bian Qingyu would be in vain, but he couldn't hold it back, and he still kept on slowly. He asked, "I want to ask you, is the leader of the Kaiyang faction the real culprit in the case of the Chiyan Gang?"

Bian Qingyu raised his lips when he heard the words, and smiled even brighter. His white teeth and lips showed an unreasonable beauty, and he said casually: "How do I know this?"

Under the pale and cold mask, Bian Qingyu answered this life-related question in the slowest tone, "I'm just adding insult to injury and taking advantage of the opportunity to mobilize the foundation of the Kaiyang School, if the head of the Kaiyang School is really vicious Spicy, violent and reckless, massacred the Chiyan gang, and the Kaiyang faction fell, he deserved it."