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    Recalling what happened last night, Wu Fengyu was startled and frightened, not knowing why he was suddenly attacked.

    After being stunned for a moment, he quickly groped his body and found that he hadn't lost anything except his night clothes, and there were no special scars either.

    "What the hell is going on here?" He was extremely puzzled and panicked. When he looked up, he suddenly saw a familiar face looking at him with frowns.

    Zhu Mingyuan Wu Fengyu was alert all over, this is the companion he wanted to silence last night.

    Zhu Mingyuan had a solemn face, and said with a half-smile: "Old Wu, why are you sleeping here? Was your wife kicked you out?"

    "I drank too much last night, and my coat was taken away by those stinky beggars!" Wu Fengyu grinned, and a terrible thought suddenly popped up in his heart. Could it be that what happened to him last night was a warning, warning himself not to hit Zhu Mingyuan  The idea of ??a family?

    After having this idea, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and he couldn't help looking at Zhu Mingyuan with a little more prudence. Does he have an expert backing him?

    Zhu Mingyuan looked at the unlost long knife next to Wu Fengyu, and sneered: "It seems that the loss of the dart has made you very distressed, I don't know how to face You Sanye?"

    "Alas" Wu Fengyu could only let out a long sigh, the meaning of which was understood only by himself.

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    When the sky was slightly bright, Meng Qi found a dilapidated temple to place a bill, and then slept for half a day to recover from mental exhaustion and physical injuries.

    It wasn't until noon that he went out Shi Shiran, with the knife on his waist, randomly found a restaurant that looked lively, and walked in slowly.

    "Little master, you came at the right time. The vegetarian food in our Jueshan building is the best in the city" As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Er warmly greeted him and introduced him with a clatter.

    "Amitabha, find a quiet place for the poor monk, and four more vegetarian dishes." Meng Qi has no special love for vegetarian dishes, so he is not picky.  It can be seen that the monks here seem to abstain directly from meat and fish, so there is no need to attract attention when inquiring about news.

    "Okay!" Xiaoer yelled in a drawn-out voice, "One guest, four vegetarian dishes"

    While shouting, he led Meng Qi to a corner, took off the white towel from his shoulders, and wiped the table again.

    After Meng Qi sat down, he pretended to close his eyes and listen carefully to the conversations of the idlers nearby.

    "Have you heard? Jin Ancheng of Tianxiang Tower is dead!"

    "What? 'Yan Luo Soul Chaser' is dead?"

    Feeling the astonishment of his companions and the concentration of attention from the people nearby, the first person to speak proudly said: "Can this be fake? My brother-in-law is a house arrester, and last night he followed Mr. Fei to inspect Jin Ancheng's body."  .¡±

    Hearing this, Meng Qi was slightly puzzled, Fei Zhengqing wanted to conceal the cause of Jin Ancheng's death?

    "How can I not believe you? I'm just very emotional. Jin Ancheng's nickname of 'Yan Luohunhun' was heaped up with human lives, but he himself has escaped death many times. I thought he would be safe and happy, and die rich and noble.  Unexpectedly, it is still a step short, and heaven will pay it back, karma." A fat man dressed as a merchant said with a little joy.

    "There are very few people like them who can live in bed forever"

    "Hey, there is a lot of trouble in Tianxiang Tower now, and the Jin brothers are not fuel-efficient lamps."

    The drinkers and idlers around who heard the news started talking in low voices.

    The fat man dressed as a merchant asked, "Brother Cao, do you know how Jin Ancheng died?"

    Bao inquired, known as Brother Cao, coughed twice, and under the gaze of earnest gazes, he slowly picked up his teacup and sipped, putting on a show before saying, "It was the Shen monkey among the 'Twelve Beasts'.  'Killed."

    "What? Twelve beasts?"

    "monkey?"

    There were screams of panic and astonishment, as if the twelve beasts were life-threatening ghosts and the source of nightmares.

    Meng Qi pursed his lips. Fei Zhengqing seemed to have placed Jin Ancheng's death on his own head to cover up the shadow that was suspected to be the remnants of the Snow God Palace. What purpose did he have in doing this?

    After a while, the merchant stabilized his mood and said: "Brother Cao? Is it really the Shen monkey among the twelve beasts? Jin Ancheng is also a well-known master in our five southern provinces. There are not many people who can kill him."

    The records of the Twelve Beasts are uneven, some are almost suspected of being masters, and some have never killed a master of Jin Ancheng's level. Shenhou belongs to the latter category, so everyone has doubts¡ª¡ª Dafan Twelve  As long as the beasts make a move, as long as they are not in a hurry, they will leave a mark, so they have the reputation of shocking people's hearts.

    &Please ask and see if you can find any clues.  "

    "Shenhou appeared again? He was stabbed by the poor monk, and the injury was not serious!" Meng Qi looked shocked, which was a reaction he had figured out a long time ago.

    Zhang Zongxian looked at Meng Qi with a slightly strange gaze: "Master, I don't think so. Even if that knife can't kill Shenhou, I'm afraid it can make him lie down for ten days and a half months. Could it be that someone is pretending?"

    "Perhaps Shenhou also practiced kung fu, but the poor monk missed it." Meng Qi said a word, and then asked Zhang Zongxian, "Benefactor Zhang, can you tell Cui the details of the fight between the poor monk and Shenhou?"  Santo?"

    If Zhang Zongxian told Cui Xu, Fei Zhengqing and the others that he had excellent sword skills, had a kung fu similar to boy kung fu, and had almost killed Shenhou, then Fei Zhengqing, an old Jianghu catcher with his toes, would know  Last night's Shenhou was pretending to be himself.

    Zhang Zongxian shook his head: "This is the mage's secret, I dare not speak nonsense, so I was too flustered to shirk it at the time, I only saw that the mage cut Shenhou's lower abdomen with the last knife, um, my wife and I did not know about the treasure map."  If it is disclosed to the city lord, the only thing that can be said is the transcript."

    Meng Qi took a deep look at Zhang Zongxian, and seeing his calm eyes, he sighed and said, "The poor monk will follow Master Zhang to the City Lord's Mansion."

    If it were someone like Gu Xiaosang, Zhang Zongxian and his wife would have died a hundred times long ago because they wanted to prevent the secret from leaking out, but they couldn't do it. Anyway, the main task has already been taken, as long as they find out the whereabouts of Duan Mingcheng, is there any Shenhou?  The identities are all considered complete, so if Zhang Zongxian and his wife accidentally leak it, it's okay, but they can't find opportunities to complete side missions.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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