[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

The moonlight in the sky is like water.

In this side, there are people who are in full bloom, and in the other side, there are people who are facing the problem of life and death.

"...What is this?" Mo Qi stared at the white and red bowl of soup in front of him, and there were many bloodshot ribs exposed from the soup. After taking a little breath, he could smell the fishy smell.

What is even more unbelievable is that there are star anise, large pieces of ginger, unpeeled garlic, and chopped green onions scattered in this soup...even in the white foam, they are still floating and have not melted at all. chili powder.

Gong Jiu handed the sea bowl in his hand to Mo Qi again, softened his voice, tried to create an illusion that I was very gentle, and said: "Sparse rib soup."

Mo Qi used his rationality to restrain his legs that wanted to retreat, not letting himself run away from this bowl of "rib soup" with a strange smell: "Who made it?"

——Could it be Yelu Ruyu?After all, he still couldn't bear the gift he personally prepared for his sweetheart, and was given to Liao Lord's concubine by Mo Qi, so he planned to poison him in this way? ?

The fishy smell of pork combined with the most original smell of pepper, star anise, onion, ginger and garlic made Mo Qi's stomach churn.

Gong Jiu didn't speak, but his eyes began to change from affectionate to threatening: "Me."

Mo Qi: ...Who?

The ninth son made it himself?

Mo Qi looked at the corner of Gong Jiu's lips, and began to draw a smiley expression at a speed that made him vigilant: "What?"

Mo Qi couldn't control himself anymore, and took a step back: "Master Jiu... why do you want to make soup for me?"

Look at the color of this soup, smell the smell of this soup, this is probably Mengpo soup!

Gong Jiu restrained her sneer, and frowned: "Don't tell me you really don't understand what I mean? ——Forget it, let's not mention other things for now, why don't you try this soup first."

This is Gong Jiu's first time cooking in person, and he is very confident in the taste of the pork rib soup he made.

Mo Qi's hands trembled, and he couldn't help looking at Gong Jiu's eyes for a long time. Apart from pure anticipation, he didn't see any murderous intent or conspiracy, and was immediately caught in a dilemma.

——Master Jiu really made soup for me to drink.But this soup is undrinkable!But if you don't drink it, wouldn't it be a disappointment to Master Jiu's wishes?But if I drink it, won't it make Jiu Gongzi misunderstand... No, I can't drink it, the ribs are not cooked at first sight, and why put spicy pepper in the rib soup?Why are these ginger and garlic not chopped?No, do you need garlic in rib soup? ?

Mo Qi's mind fell into chaos, and the pork rib soup with a fishy smell was lingering in front of his eyes, accompanied by Gong Jiu's tempting recommendation.If you listen to Gong Jiu, this pork rib soup is simply delicious and can make Mo Qi feel blissful.

Mo Qi: "..."

You can go to the Western Paradise with just one sip, right?

He should have refused immediately.But Mo Qi's lips moved, but he couldn't say a word, especially Gong Jiu who was always looking at him with sly and lazy phoenix eyes, and the amber eyes were full of pure expectation , obviously had great expectations for this bowl of pork rib soup made by himself.

I don't know if the moonlight is too beautiful tonight, or Gong Jiu's eyes are too sweet, in short, at this moment, Mo Qi's brain is suddenly filled with an emotion that can never be understood rationally: so what if I just take a sip?

This ignorant emotion, separated by a layer of deliberately concealed veil, suddenly brewed a fearless determination in Mo Qi's heart.The buds that had already firmly established themselves on the tip of my heart finally came out from the thick layer of soil that was pressing on my body, fluttering the branches and leaves excitedly, urging Mo Qi's hand, and slowly took it over. With the sea bowl in Gong Jiu's hand, he persuaded Mo Qi to lower his head, and took a sip of the "rib soup" that was mixed with red and white, and was still foaming.

Mo Qi's body stiffened instantly.

A powerful and terrifying taste instantly occupied every tongue bud on his tongue, and it was like pinches of lightning that quickly sent this crushing taste directly to his brain. Mo Qi couldn't restrain his instinctive reaction , shivered violently.

Gong Jiu was actually able to say confidently, "Isn't it delicious?"

With great difficulty, Mo Qi swallowed this pork rib soup that was more terrifying than adding Huanglian: "... yes."

It can poison people to death.

Gong Jiu's eyes lit up: "Really?" He stretched out his hand to take back the sea bowl from Mo Qiji's imperceptibly trembling hand, and took a big sip himself, "..."

Gong Jiu's face turned from white to blue, from blue to purple, and the Luosheng soup stayed in his mouth for less than a breath, before he was vomited out violently.

Mo Qi took away the sea bowl in Gong Jiu's hand, and poured water from a teacup: "Are you all right?"

Without saying a word, Gong Jiu drank the water in the teacup in one gulp: "..."

He has never discovered that white water is so delicious, so sweet, so sweet...

The corners of Gong Jiu's eyes turned red from the horrific taste, and the hot spicy taste lingered in his mouth and nose for a while, forcing the choked tears to falter in his eyes: "It's so bad, what can you say?"

Mo Qi opened his mouth, and said nah na: "... But this is your first time making soup, right? You made it for me again..."

Gong Jiu poured water for himself cup after cup, trying to wash away the ecstasy taste in his mouth: "Then you... don't lie to me!" He put down the teapot that was already empty in his stomach, and said to Mo Qi, "... I always make a soup that I can drink."

Mo Qi froze for a moment, some inexplicable joy that made him uneasy secretly brewed in his chest, he unconsciously clenched his hands, rubbed his fingers: "You..."

What does it mean?Do you want to learn how to make soup for me?

Ninth son?for me?Learn to make soup?

Mo Qi almost instantly felt a distressed feeling that Gong Jiu was so wronged, and subconsciously stopped him: "You don't have to..."

Gong Jiu took a strong step forward, approaching Mo Qi: "Why not? When is it your turn to decide what I want to do?"

Mo Qi leaned back and stammered, "No, I'm not..."

Mo Qi's Adam's apple rolled.

Gong Jiu's reddish eyes were still filled with tears, the corners of his eyes seemed to have been kissed by peach petals, outlining a touching pink color, this approaching distance, this gesture of looking up at him from bottom to top, this kind of unequivocal Undefended, this enthusiasm and initiative...

Mo Qi couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in the palace nine rooms the morning before, and couldn't help but think of those dreams he had in the cold pool that were so charming that he couldn't face it.If at this moment...he stretched out his hand, threw this person onto the bed, and attached himself to him... Realizing what he was thinking, Mo Qi was startled and took a step back.

It was only then that he decided to stay away from the Ninth Young Master, concentrate on cultivating his mind, and overcome the difficulties in front of him first. If so, how could he indulge in this short-lived personal relationship now?

Gong Jiu looked at Mo Qiben's already loose expression, and after taking a step back, he got up again, and the mood that was a little expectant at first suddenly became dull.In fact, since he arrived in Liao Kingdom, his mood has been going up and down, but most of the reasons for the sudden downturn are that Yelu Ruyu always likes to lean in front of Mo Qi.

"Forget it, let's go." Gong Jiu reached out to take the sea bowl on the table.

Mo Qi's hand had already grabbed Gong Jiu's wrist before he could react.

Gong Jiu frowned: "What are you doing, it's so unpalatable, I'll take it out and throw it away."

Don't fall!

These words, so straightforward that they could immediately reveal their thoughts, almost slipped out of Mo Qi's lips.

Mo Qi pursed his lips restrainedly, and barely covered it up: "...don't pour it, don't waste it, you can redo it." He reached out to pick up the bowl, "Is there any left in the kitchen?"

"No, I just cooked this bowl." Gong Jiu subconsciously followed behind Mo Qi.

As Mo Qi walked towards the kitchen, he said in a low voice: "Just rinse off the soup. Do you want soup, or braised in soy sauce?"

Gong Jiu instinctively said: "Sweet and sour."

Mo Qi: "...It has been boiled in soup once, it will be a bit old for sweet and sour."

Gong Jiu's eyes slowly lit up: "Sweet and sour."

Does Mo Qi want to reheat this bowl of pork rib soup?The freshly cooked dishes are rounded off, doesn't it mean that he and Mo Qi cooked them together?

In the short hundred steps from the house to the kitchen, if Gong Jiu hadn't been rationally told that neither he nor Mo Qi had the function of giving birth, Gong Jiu would have already thought about the name of his future son and daughter.

The wind tonight is exceptionally gentle, even the cold is not so biting.The night wind blows down the plum blossoms all over the tree, and the petals are scattered in the night, dancing with the wind under the moon.

Gong Jiu followed behind Mo Qi step by step. If anyone saw it, he would definitely have the illusion that he was watching the duckling follow behind the mother duck. His happy appearance was nothing like the Gong Jiu that anyone knew.

The dark guards sitting on the beams looked at the moon with melancholy eyes, and thought sourly: ... I am full, I am full.

Gong Jiu raised his right hand to catch a falling plum blossom, and his left hand grabbed Mo Qi's clothes behind his waist: "I still want to eat plum blossom cake."

Mo Qi held the bowl and walked ahead without looking sideways, his face was calm and solemn, but his tone was helpless: "I can't do it now."

Gong Jiu yanked Mo Qi hard and refused to let him go: "Then you know how to do it?"

Mo Qi sighed in his heart, stopped and turned around: "Yes, do you want to eat?"

wrong.Why am I asking this?Mo Qi's reason is questioning himself.

Didn't you already decide to bid farewell to Gong Jiu tomorrow morning after tonight?Plum cake can also wait until after that thing!

But there was a weak, overwhelmed emotion, overwhelmed reason, hesitantly and worriedly persuaded: But, if after that incident is over, I will never have the chance to make plum cakes for him again... Then what should I do?

It's just plum cake.

Gong Jiu had already gone to the plum tree next to Huo Huo with bright eyes, and after shaking it a few times, he instructed Mo Qi to take off his coat quickly and pick up plum blossoms for him.

After Mo Qi had abandoned his reason, he tried to keep his coat: "...Plum blossom cake doesn't need plum blossom."

Gong Jiu frowned: "What? Why is it called plum cake? Isn't it a lie? I want to eat plum cake made from plum blossoms."

The hidden guard on the roof couldn't help but feel sympathy for Mo Qi: where is there plum blossom cake made of plum blossoms.Could it be that the master thought plum cake and osmanthus cake were the same after eating osmanthus cake?

I don't know how to explain this matter to the master——

They were thinking gossipingly, when they heard the Taoist priest under the eaves whisper: "Okay."

Dark guards: ...? ?No, Daoist, don't you even explain?That's all you agreed to?

The hidden guards: ...Hold on, hold on.

As a result, overnight, in the plum grove in Yeluruyu's mansion, half of the plum treetops lost the best flower buds.

In the matter of picking plum blossoms, Gong Jiu almost showed all his patience.Under the almost insane eyes of the hidden guards, Mo Qi actually followed Gong Jiu's process of picking tea leaves and picked up the plum blossoms together.

The hidden guards: ... Even the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is not so picky, are you picking plum blossoms, or are you taking the opportunity to flirt...

When passing by countless treetops, Mo Qi and Gong Jiu happened to pass Hua Jiang's house, and the flickering shadow of a candle flickered on the paper window.

Gong Jiu squatted halfway on a branch next to Mo Qi, while searching for the plum blossom, he said casually, "The flower general hasn't slept yet."

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Not only did Hua Jiang stay awake, he was even very energetic.

Yuan Suiyun's inner strength was abolished, so he naturally regained his clarity, his dull eyes slightly opened wide, and following Hua Jiang's movements, he was forced to burst into tears: "You... bastard..."

Wu Hua, who was also in danger, was as frightened and angry as Yuan Suiyun: "I will kill you sooner or later—"

Hua Jiang kissed the two people's ears one by one, straightened up and squinted his eyes, looking at the two people who were entangled in the bed, looking sad and beautiful under the quilt: "You can try."

"Aren't you with Chu Liuxiang? Does he know that you are such a person?!" Yuan Suiyun growled.

Hua Jiang pouted: "When did I say that I am a good person?" He bent down, "Everyone is not a good person, you know what will happen if they fall into the hands of the same kind."

"If you are really angry, why bother?"

"You should admit your fate earlier."

There was a trace of coolness in Hua Jiang's eyes.

The bed curtain fell, covering the boundless spring scenery inside the tent.

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Mo Qi and the others stayed in Liao Kingdom for an extra day.The reason was that Gong Jiu's bowl of half-baked pork rib soup was not cooked again by Mo Qi because Gong Jiu wanted to pick plum blossoms on the way, but the pork rib soup alone caused the two of them to quarrel violently. Stomach.

Mo Qi's antidiarrheal medicine didn't work, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help being amazed, there is such an amazing culinary skill in this world... that he can boil a simple bowl of pork rib soup into a bowl of laxative, this medicine even Daoist Mo couldn't solve it.

I don't know what Gong Jiu added to it at random. In short, the two of them didn't walk out of the room until noon the next day with a pale face. Like a pregnant woman who just had a miscarriage.

Ji Bingyan and Chu Liuxiang had already left early.One of them had to go back to take care of their own business, and the other was urged hard by Li Hongxiu and Song Tian'er who were waiting impatiently, and had to separate from everyone, lest when they went back, even the last shelter would be lost. It was rowed away by the girls in a rage.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou stayed because Mo Qi had promised earlier that when the case of the faceless man was over, he would give Hua Manlou a look, but no one thought that Gong Jiu's gift of soup at night would be so wonderful. It actually made everyone delay in Liao for another day.

Hua Manlou's eyes were stabbed blind by iron shoe robbers when he was young.This kind of injury is different from ordinary poison erosion, and it is irreversible like General Huang in Songxi Town before.But fortunately, Hua Manlou was only injured by a pair of eyes, so he only needed to change a pair of eyeballs.

Lu Xiaofeng listened to Mo Qi's understatement, and couldn't help showing panic: "Change a pair of eyeballs—?"

The smile on Hua Manlou's face couldn't help but forced: "Dao, Daoxian... can you really change your eyes?"

What Hua Manlou originally wanted to ask was, can a living person really change their eyes?

Mo Qi: "Yes."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but said: "F-I'd better let Qitong think it over again."

Mo Qi nodded, and said to Hua Manlou: "It's okay, it's not a big deal. If you think about it, come to me anytime. It doesn't take long to do this, it only takes a stick of incense, but it will take longer to recover later. When your family is by your side, they can take care of you at any time. If you decide, you can write a book with me, and I can go to your home to do it for you."

Before Huamanlou finished digesting it, Mo Qi asked again: "What are the requirements for the new eyeballs? Color? Pupil size?"

"..." Hua Manlou forced a smile: "No, there is nothing special, as long as it can be seen by me."

Changing the eyeballs still sounds too scary.Hua Manlou couldn't digest it all at once, and it was considered a major event. If it was really going to be done, Lu Xiaofeng, who might trouble his upper body from time to time, would definitely not be able to accompany him. Sooner or later, he would have to tell his family. In that case, it would be better to go back sooner. Tell everyone about this, and then discuss it with your family members, whether to have this operation, when to do it...

When the people left the Liao Kingdom, they separated.Lu Xiaofeng decided to rush back to Hua's house in Jiangnan with Hua Manlou to discuss about eye replacement. As for Mo Qi, he received a letter before departure, a letter from Tang Yuanyou in Tangjiabao.

After Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou left together, Mo Qi opened the letter. Que Ling, who had been raised by the people of Tangjiabao, had a round belly and was even fatter than before. For a while pouted his tail, and for a while flapped his wings to fly back and forth in front of Gong Jiu deliberately.

Gong Jiu: "..."

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly fell on Mo Qi's back, forcibly slandering: "Da, da, we won the nest again!"

Que Ling, who didn't touch Gong Jiu at all, frowned in shock: "Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"

It was so angry that it chirped several times, and turned its little head to its owner in a rage, waiting for the other party to expose the two-legged beast's deception, but unexpectedly——

Instead of scolding the shameless two-legged beast, the owner actually grabbed the guy with his backhand, half-supported and half-hugged him in front of him, and after feeding the medicine, he stretched out his hand to chase it away!

Que Ling was sad: "Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

I didn't touch this guy at all!This guy is a liar!fraud!

Mo Qi frowned, and said to Que Ling seriously: "Don't hurt people at will."

Que Ling: ... hurt the bird!

Que Ling spread her wings very sadly, flew away, and decided not to come back for ten days and a half months.

According to the previous experience, Gong Jiu took the time to "recover", stayed in Mo Qi's arms for a while before sitting up reluctantly, pretending to be serious and saying: "What did Tang Yuanyou say?"

Mo Qi handed the letter to Gong Jiu: "He said that Yuan Dao has started to dispatch missions independently."

There was a slight smile in Mo Qi's eyes, obviously very proud of himself as an apprentice.

Gong Jiu: "..."

He clicked his tongue.Can he say that he has already forgotten about this little oil bottle?

Mo Qi said lightly: "——Besides, Yuandao was additionally approved to have a panda of his own because he created the mechanism crossbow recorded in the hidden dossier in the secret chamber of the Tang Sect. If this time the sect task can Well done, this panda will officially become his companion."

Gong Jiu let out a dispensable oh.

——What good is it to be a companion of that kind of black and white bear who is too lazy to fall to the ground and doesn't want to turn over.

Gong Jiu didn't understand the enthusiasm and obsession shown by these Tangmen people towards the black and white bears, and he was simply confused.

Mo Qi obviously couldn't sit still, stood up in disbelief and said, "Let's go find Yuandao."

The ones who can be distributed to Yuandao will not be the giant pandas that already have owners, but the panda cubs who are still young. If they can find Yuandao... then they will be able to touch the panda cubs!

Mo Qiren is still in Liao Kingdom, and his soul has already flown to Tang Yuandao... the panda cub beside him.

Gong Jiu's eyebrows twitched: "I remember that the mission of the Tang Sect should not be passed on to outsiders?"

Mo Qi is very motivated: "There is no need for him to tell us, we will check it ourselves."

The shadow people have already pulled out so many strings like potatoes, Tang Yuandao, can they still find it?What's more, Tang Yuanyou has already told Tang Yuandao's general location.Mo Qi hurriedly went to lead Dahei, and while untying the reins, he said: "Elder Yuanyou's letter has already stated that Yuandao's mission location this time is probably in Bashan."

Gong Jiu opened his mouth, wanting to ask why Tang Yuanyou knew, but as soon as the question passed through his mind, he had the answer: ... Who else?

Wasn't it Tang Huaixia, the dazed owner of Tangjiabao, who told Tang Yuanyou!

What Gong Jiu didn't know was that when Tang Yuanyou heard the news, he didn't even ask it himself, but Tang Huaixia came here and told his good brother specially, and the reasons he used were very righteous and embarrassing Righteousness.

He said this: "... Huaiyuan is dead, Yuanyan is also dead, our Tangmen look around, is there anyone who can stand up besides Yuandao? If something happens to Yuanyou at this time, Then the thousand-year foundation of the Tang Sect was handed down to me, so is it just broken? Senior brother, we must protect the safety of Yuandao. It has been seven days since I went to Liao Kingdom? It should be time to come back. We must not be able to take part in the long-distance mission, so why not ask his master to take care of him..."

Tang Yuanyou even scolded Tang Huaixia, but Tang Huaixia said very firmly: "I am the master of the Tang family. I will judge by the future continuation of the Tang family. Now, as the master of the Tang family, I think Yuandao can't make any mistakes. .”

So this letter was sent to Mo Qi in such a leisurely manner.

Gong Jiu flipped through it up and down, very dissatisfied with the letter that broke the time when he and Mo Qi were alone, and said sarcastically: "Thankfully Tang Huaixia still has some brains, at least he didn't mention what the mission is."

"Bashan... is also near Miaoyin City, right?" Mo Qi had already taken out both his and Gong Jiu's bags at some point.Now anyone can see that although the Taoist priest looks serious at this time, he can't wait.

Several hidden guards turned over and took back all their bags so that the two of them could pack lightly on the horse.

Gong Jiu followed Mo Qi on a horse and went out of the house all the way, and tried to discuss with Mo Qi the location of Bashan in his own way: "The ancients said that Bashan is raining at night. Bashan should be in the south?"

Mo Qi: "...No, Bashan is in Bashu."

Is it possible that Bashan is in the south because it will rain?

A white carrier pigeon fluttered down.

Gong Jiu stopped arguing: "...whose letter is this?"

Mo Qi frowned, stretched out his hand to take off the letterhead and unfolded it: "..." His expression tightened suddenly, "It belongs to the Eastern Hierarch."

Seeing that Mo Qi's expression was wrong, Gong Jiu refrained from continuing to argue with Mo Qi: "What did you say in the letter?"

Mo Qi said: "He said that the congregation of Heimuya found traces of the shadow man."

Gong Jiudao: "Where is it?"

Mo Qi put down the letter in his hand, his expression solemn: "In Bashan."

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Mo Qi and Gong Jiu's journey to Bashan did not go smoothly.

At the boundary line, Mo Qi was stopped.The person who stopped him was a young man with dark eyes. His young face was dry and peeling due to many days of waiting in the wind and sand. There was a bit of tiredness and sadness, but more anger.

In his hand he held a sword, or rather a stick bound with iron, but no one would despise him, even if the sword he held was so ridiculous.

Because at this time, the young man was surrounded by fallen horse bandits all over the ground. All the horse bandits were killed by one blow, and all were killed by that seemingly innocuous sword.

Gong Jiu glanced at the sword in the boy's hand and frowned: "Are you... Ah Fei?"

The young man looked back and forth between Gong Jiu and Mo Qi, becoming a little puzzled, and then fixed his eyes firmly on Gong Jiu: "Yes." He took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "I have something to ask, Please come with me!"

Gong Jiu: "..."

What do you want?who?beg him? ?

Gong Jiu was shocked, when did someone ask for help and they could ask him?Or, in fact, he had met this boy before?

He couldn't help asking: "Have we met before?"

The young man's voice was very steady, and his heart was very steady: "No, we haven't met before. But I know you, you are Taixing Immortal, Mo Daoxian!"

Gong Jiu: "..."

Mo Qi: "..."

Gong Jiu hesitated: "I...how do I look like a Taixing Immortal?"

The boy said firmly: "You are wearing white clothes."

Gong Jiu looked down at herself: "...But I don't have silver dust?"

The teenager has his own understanding: "But the people around you have."

Gong Jiu couldn't help asking: "Then why don't you think he is the Taixing Immortal?"

The young man frowned handsomely: "Silver dust can be taken by others, so can others wear the white clothes?"

In the teenager's logic, the only criterion for identifying the Taihang Immortal Venerable is white clothes and silver dust.Only the man in purple bears the silver dust.But silver dust can change hands when it is not needed, but white clothes can't.Is it possible that before coming to the ritual, do you have to temporarily change into white clothes?Therefore, the one holding the silver dust may be a servant, but the one wearing white clothes must be the Taihang Immortal Venerable.

Gong Jiu and Mo Qi could not help but listen to the young man explaining his reasoning in short words, "..."

Mo Qi couldn't help but said: "What to do?"

Has he ever done legal affairs?

Moreover, when a normal person thinks about this question, shouldn't he think that the person holding the silver dust is himself?Silver dust is a weapon, and clothes can be changed at will, but who would change their weapons to others?

The young man froze for a moment, glanced at Mo Qi, and then at Gong Jiu: "You... aren't you the national teacher?"

Isn't the national teacher able to do things?

The boy's big eyes were full of doubts.

Gong Jiu: "..." He said with a fake smile, "First, I am not Taixing Immortal Venerable, but he is. Second, I don't do things, and he doesn't do things either. Don't you know Mo Daoxian's A name? He is the second peerless master in the Jianghu Baixiaosheng's magic weapon list!"

Gong Jiu blew on Mo Qi next to him very smoothly, and subconsciously and proudly straightened his back.

The young man's brows were tightly knit together: "Jianghu Baixiaosheng, the list of magic weapons? Second?" He murmured, "That's right, Shangguan Jinhong is dead, even..."

He didn't struggle for long, then raised his eyes, looked at Mo Qi and said, "I came to you to ask about the shadow man."

"I heard someone say that someone saw Jing Wuming resurrected from the dead in Bashan."

Gong Jiu and Mo Qi looked at each other, and the amused mood suddenly turned serious: "Who did you listen to? When? And—" Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes, "How do you know about the shadow man? Even if Jing Wuming is resurrected, what does it have to do with you?"

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In the corner of the teahouse, A Fei whispered to Gong Jiu and Mo Qi about the past few years.

"After the Money Gang was dismantled that year, I went to the Western Regions to practice. I made an agreement with him to see you in three years, but the people in the Western Regions couldn't help beating up, and I came back after a year."

When A Fei mentioned him, he was naturally referring to Xiao Li Feidao Li Xunhuan.

When he first started talking, there was a trace of confusion in Mo Qi's eyes.

He really doesn't care much about Jianghu affairs, the only chance to get in touch with Jianghu people is to handle those cases involving Jianghu people, even at the conferring ceremony, Zhao Zhen gave him one by one. I just got to know you.

In a low voice, Gong Jiu and Mo Qi rushed to make up for little Li Feidao's past, from his amazing talent, to Li Xunhuan's gift of his beloved cousin and garden for his sworn brother Long Xiaoyun, and then In the end, Long Xiaoyun finally repented, and died in order to save Li Xunhuan from entering the money gang...

Gong Jiu stopped slowly, feeling that the more tasteful the story he was telling, the more wrong it would be, so he couldn't help but look at A Fei who was sitting across from him, looking at them with a blank expression. The other party's expression was very calm, as if he didn't feel any Something is wrong.

Gong Jiu: "..."

When he heard the rumor about Xiao Li Fei Dao before, he never thought about it. He just thought that Li Xun Huan was too loyal, too loyal.As for Long Xiaoyun finally awakened, it was just an ordinary example of a prodigal son turning around.But now...he looked at Mo Qi, who was also a little confused, and suddenly became a little uncertain——

Did Li Xunhuan really give his righteous brother the ancestral house and the woman he loves because of his loyalty back then?Are you still sad to go away after delivery?Long Xiaoyun broke into the money gang, and really just to fulfill his last loyalty, simply to save a brother, so that he lost the ancestral house, wife, and son he got?

Gong Jiu slowly closed his mouth.

A Fei didn't realize that something was wrong, and seeing that Gong Jiu stopped talking, he continued: "I originally thought that he and Sun Xiaohong had really gone to live in seclusion. But when I found the place where they lived in seclusion, I only found an empty room. There's...a tomb."

There is a stone tablet on the tomb, on which it says "Xiao Li Fei Dao Li Xunhuan's Tomb".

Mo Qi suddenly had a bad feeling.

Ah Fei said: "I didn't believe it, so I dug up that tomb. There was a coffin in the tomb, and all the funeral objects were there, but there was no one there."

There was no body of Li Xunhuan.

Ah Fei's frowning has never been loosened: "I wanted to find Sun Xiaohong, but I haven't found it yet."

Mo Qi was thoughtful: "If Sun Xiaohong was a disciple of Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng... She stayed for Li Tanhua at first, but now that Li Tanhua is gone, she may have returned to Jianghu Baixiaosheng's organization."

Ah Fei was confused for a moment: "...organization?"

Mo Qi glanced at A Fei: "Yes."

Of course, there was more than one Bai Xiaosheng in Jianghu. How could a single person know the news of the entire Great Song Dynasty, or even places farther away.This organization holds the secrets of the rivers and lakes and the imperial court. In fact, a long time ago, the imperial power has been mixed into this organization.Before they are determined to devote themselves to this organization, disciples can have their own names, but the information they can grasp will be greatly limited.Only when the disciples are determined to dedicate themselves to the organization can they remove their original secular name and change their name to Jianghu Baixiaosheng. Only then can they truly grasp the intelligence of the entire organization.

And those who have become Bai Xiaosheng in the Jianghu cannot have their own lives, and of course they cannot continue to stay in any small courtyard. They will have their own area where they must be stationed.

Gong Jiudao: "So, what do you mean? You think Li Xun Huan is not dead?"

Ah Fei pursed his lips: "No."

"If he hadn't died, Xiaohong would not have left him, and would not have set up this tombstone for him. I think he is indeed dead. After all, he has not been ill for a day or two, and he loves to drink so much. But... ..."

Mo Qi looked at A Fei: "You think he has become a shadow man."

Ah Fei: "Yes. I didn't know about the shadow man at first, until I found out about Jing Wuming."

He looked at Mo Qi with firm eyes: "I have inquired about all the people related to him, but there is no news, only the news about Jing Wuming is the only one related to him and the shadow man, so I came to you. As he spoke, his eyes hesitated a bit, "...the resurrection of the dead should seek a Taoist priest, right?"

In A Fei's heart, even if Li Xunhuan is a ghost, he must be a very powerful ghost, only the strongest Taoist priest can subdue him.But just now, the man in white said that they don't know how to perform rituals...

A Fei was very confused.

He believed in himself, in his sword, and in Xiao Li Feidao.So Jing Wuming must have been completely dead at that time, and Jing Wuming who is haunting Bashan now must be a ghost.

Gong Jiu couldn't figure out what the young man was thinking: "What does the shadow man have to do with the Taoist... Wait, what do you think the shadow man is?"

Ah Fei asked suspiciously: "Isn't it a kind of ghost? Isn't a person who looks like a shadow a ghost?"

A Fei felt that his logic was very smooth.

The author has something to say: Comrade Ah Fei’s logic is indeed very smooth, but it is a bit of a unique way...

I'm going to ask another heart-wrenching question: Has everyone forgotten about Tang Xiaobaicai?

PS: Huajiang's extremely paranoid punishment method above justice is wrong!This is just to prevent Huajiang from setting the plot of the extreme righteous thugs as OOC. The future ending of these three villains...well, they are all dead anyway.If you don’t get crowned in madness, you die in madness ←← there should be no more plots about them, so here’s an explanation.