In the courtyard, plum blossoms accompanied the snow, and the moonlight reflected the wine. Meng Qi looked at Qi Zhengyan solemnly, waiting for his reply.
Just in time for Qi Zhengyan to come over to discuss, Meng Qi mentioned the fact that he came into contact with the strange stones in the three mountains and four rivers and obtained a little inheritance with the help of thunder marks. Sang lied about this, because it is a fact that the seven celestial maidens suddenly appeared in three mountains and four rivers, and the iron-handed demons and happy demons at that time must also be false.
Meng Qi mentioned the matter of the thunder mark last time, and Qi Zhengyan was not surprised, but just sighed softly: "Junior Brother Meng, since you received the true meaning of Ananda's saber-breaking technique, you have encountered many adventures, which is really enviable. "
He didn't bother with this issue, paused, and said with a serious face: "If this matter is true, it must be resolved as soon as possible. 'Gentleman Sword' Meng Qi is my cousin's matter, and everyone in the city knows."
If Su Nvdao confirmed that the "Gentleman Sword" was the person who received the Thunder God's inheritance and could not find Meng Qi, he would naturally focus on Qi Zhengyan, so Qi Zhengyan said this.
Moreover, the relationship between Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan's cousins ??cannot withstand scrutiny. Although the Huanhua Sword Sect and Zhoujun Wang's family are at most looking up to the newcomers on the list, they can't talk about getting to the bottom of it. , will definitely not let go of any detail.
"I'm the one who got you into trouble, Senior Brother Qi, and my hands are not clean." Meng Qi sincerely apologized, "I have to ask Senior Brother Qi for your help, and quietly spread the news that Shan Xiumei is the descendant of Su Nv Dao Xuan Nv. I just want people to believe it, I just want to arouse suspicion and vigilance, but if the elders of the Wang family are a little suspicious, they will secretly use methods to identify the women around the son-in-law."
"Shan Xiumei is difficult to deal with because she is hiding in the Wang family. If she acts alone, our joint efforts will be enough to snatch back the strange stone from beyond the sky and completely cut off future troubles."
Meng Qi judged the strength of this Xuannv successor from the fact that Gu Xiaosang single-handedly killed the Seven Heavenly Maidens and chased down Shan Xiumei. She is obviously weaker than Gu Xiaosang, no matter how strong she is, she is at the top of the list At a level of more than a dozen, even if I and Qi Zhengyan join forces, even if we can't beat it, we are still sure to snatch back the strange stone from beyond the sky.
?But Meng Qi was a little confused about this, obviously spreading the news could force Shan Xiumei out of the Wang family, why didn't Gu Xiaosang do it? Even if she doesn't use Luo Jiao's power, with her wit and wit, she can handle this matter casually.
What purpose is she hiding?
Uncertainty about Gu Xiaosang's real purpose is the biggest reason why Meng Qi is unwilling to join hands with her!
Qi Zhengyan nodded lightly: "It's okay, people are always in the rivers and lakes, and they are always involuntary. In the future, I may have something to implicate you. We are friends of life and death, and we should help each other. I have been in Yedu for half a year. Spreading news will not Expose yourself."
Meng Qi practiced hard behind closed doors for the past six months and was isolated from the world. Even if he wanted to spread the news, he couldn't find a safe and secret channel for a while, so he had to ask Qi Zhengyan. He is the head of the Huanhua Sword Sect. It still has its own "Jianghu Net" by selling stolen gems and other things.
Watching Qi Zhengyan leave, Meng Qi looked at the red plum blossoms and sighed softly:
"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop"
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With the sound of firecrackers, the New Year's Eve is celebrated, and every family replaces old talismans with new peaches. After the new year, the martial arts gymnasium in the whole city ushered in a three-year grand competition, which is also a preview of martial arts in late spring and early summer.
All the disciples of Qingfeng Wuguan went to the "Chiyang Wuguan" two streets away under the leadership of the owner He Ye. This is the place where this martial arts competition will be held.
Looking at the majestic gate and plaque, He Mu shivered nervously.
In the past few days, he has been practicing the "stories" taught by Mr. Su in order to be familiar with them by heart. He gradually gained some confidence, but when the Chiyang Martial Arts Hall appeared in front of him, he realized that he still couldn't control his nervousness. Constantly worrying about gains and losses, I finally found confidence and didn't know where to go.
"He Mu, don't embarrass the martial arts hall and disappoint the master's respect." Seeing He Mu's bear-like appearance, the fifth senior brother said that he hated iron for being weak.
He has been aggrieved all the time, wondering why the master and master of the gymnasium picked He Mu, he only defeated himself twice, and lost even more times. In terms of excellence, there are at least a dozen people in the martial arts hall who are far better than him!
This kind of mentality exists in the hearts of many disciples in Qingfeng Martial Arts. The senior sister, the second senior brother, and the third senior brother are superior in strength, and they can't be jealous. Xiao Jiujiu and Cheng Qilang are outstanding talents. The master has always favored them. Everyone is used to it. But why send you an ordinary He Mu!
Feeling the unfriendly gazes of some seniors, He Mu became even more nervous. He could only try his best to let himself recall the peace and tranquility of listening to Mr. Su recite poems under the plum blossom tree.
"Senior Brother He, since Master has taken a fancy to you, there must be him."; Pushing open the door, he saw Mr. Su sitting upright under the corridor, in front of him was a game of Go, smoke was rising from the copper stove next to him, and the warm sandalwood filled the cold, making one feel quiet.
"Win?" Meng Qi asked casually as he looked at the chessboard in front of him, pondering over the matter of playing the sword.
He Mu quickly replied: "We won five games, thank you Mr. Su for your advice."
"That's right, it's quick to learn." Meng Qi looked up at him, smiled and praised, "Continue tomorrow."
"I'm afraid we won't be able to continue tomorrow." He Mu said in a low voice, "The opponent is a master at the beginning."
Meng Qi suddenly became interested: "Having just begun to understand? This kind of person is rare in martial arts competitions, isn't it?"
"Yes, I have been assigned to practice in the Wang family by default." He Mu replied honestly.
"Ms. Wang" Meng Qi pondered for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Do you want to win?"
"Why, how to win?" He Mu's eyes widened, this is impossible!
"In a normal fight, you have no chance of winning, but this is a martial arts competition." Meng Qi laughed, "You told everyone stories today with your sword skills. Your image, um, a swordsman who is cautious with his sword and good at drawing people in."
"That is to say, you used today's experience and performance to tell the other party a completely believable beginning of the story! Hey, telling a story with a sword is not just limited to a game"
He Mu was dumbfounded, half understanding, could his performance today be the beginning of another competition story?
This is really unimaginable!
If it is a chess game, this is really a profound layout!
Meng Qi put down the sunspot in his hand, and said with a serious expression: "You can't fight him, so you have to use this believable beginning of the story to give the opponent a reversal, a reckless and quick story"
He told He Mu the new "story", and He Mu was shocked and couldn't believe it: "This, this can work?"
"You'll lose anyway, so why not give it a try." Meng Qi chuckled lightly.
He Mu nodded vigorously: "Thank you, Mr. Su."
He has a kind of blind confidence in Mr. Su.
Meng Qi stood up, looked at the yard with his hands behind his back, and said calmly:
"After today, no matter whether you win or lose, don't come to me again."
"Why, why?" He Mu asked eagerly.
Meng Qi didn't look back, and sighed:
"Origination and separation, it's time for me to embark on the journey. I'll think about these stories myself. If we meet again in the future, I hope you have become a master of swordsmanship."
He Mu bit his lips: "Yes, Mr. Su."
When he left the small courtyard sadly, Qi Zhengyan walked out of the wing room and said with a sigh: "Junior Brother Meng, are you a little sad? Worried about the upcoming trip, about the matter of Su Nudao or the mission of death?"
Meng Qi looked up at the plum blossoms, and said leisurely: "Senior Brother Qi, don't you think that such a state, demeanor and a touch of sadness are in line with the image of a worldly expert?"
Qi Zhengyan clenched his fists tightly, and then slowly released them: "Today, Mrs. Wang has used secret methods to identify Shan Xiumei's martial arts foundation, and there is no problem at all. She is not a plain girl."
"What?" Meng Qi turned to look at Qi Zhengyan.
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The next day, Chiyang Martial Arts Hall.
Wang Ce took Shan Xiumei up to the second floor, and said apologetically, "Xiumei, it's my mother who made a fuss over a molehill, so don't take it to heart."
"I know that the iron-handed man and the devil made everyone doubt me, but the clear one clears himself." Shan Xiumei replied indifferently, implying stubbornness.
Wang Ce said with a flattering smile, "I believe you."
He looked down and deliberately changed the subject: "Xiumei, the Martial Arts Competition is a grand event in Yedu. You can comment on it later." (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com