Looking at Wang Siyuan, whose pale cheeks were flushed with abnormal flush due to excitement, Meng Qi blurted out: "More than control? Then can you calculate which force the big ship I boarded just now belongs to?"

Wang Siyuan coughed a few times again, suppressing the pathological feeling, and said with a smile: "You want to take the opportunity to get their information from me, right?"

"Hehe." Meng Qi laughed dryly, as a default.

Wang Siyuan solemnly took out a calculation plan, threw it out, landed it on the chessboard, mixed with the black and white chess pieces, and then he picked it up one by one, his lips twitching, and he was calculating something silently.

"Xu..." His voice suddenly became a little louder, and he looked at Meng Qi again, "The physical deficit has been compensated..."

After a while, he smiled slightly and put down his calculations: "Liuguang Shaohua Tea, right?"

"This can also be calculated..." Meng Qi suddenly felt a chill.

Wang Siyuan smiled: "It's the person from Zhixu Mountain."

"Zhixu Mountain... one of the inheritances of the six heretics?" Meng Qi vaguely heard it in Shaolin.

Wang Siyuan nodded: "It is rumored that before the Buddha attained enlightenment, six people studied the principles of heaven and earth with him, and then they parted ways due to different ideas. Buddhism calls them the six heretics."

"Although they each hold their own opinions, they eventually became famous powerful people in ancient times, leaving behind Taoist dynasties, including everything, the real and true mountain of Zhixu, and the heavenly life pattern, all destined evil destiny. Haha, they claim to be the sect of the body. In short, the views of these six schools are very interesting, and as stones from other mountains, it is worth knowing."

Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully, and it turned out that he had encountered the inheritance of the six heretic masters. No wonder he had an old age with the Buddha and recognized the green lamp in front of the Buddha.

But my green lamp was obtained from Journey to the West? What they should know should be the Buddha in the main world!

Wang Siyuan's eyes turned back to the chessboard: "The inheritance of the Sixth Teachers of the Heretics likes to explore their own paths, and does not like to be involved in the world, so you don't have to force it."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "You can leave without hiding deliberately. Tomorrow, you will realize your recklessness, find doubts, and seek your understanding and cooperation."

Although Meng Qi himself felt that Jiang Hengchuan would not be filled with anger all the time, and calming down would solve it. But when he heard Wang Siyuan say so confidently, he couldn't help but ask, "How do you know?"

Wang Siyuan put down the chess piece and looked up at him. A hint of arrogance appeared on his beautiful face:

"Because I am 'calculating all the people'."

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Humph, I will beat you to the ground one day. See if you can still say "because I am all the people"... Meng Qi whispered behind his back.

After a while of rest, his strength has been greatly restored. He quickly merged into the darkness opposite along the river path, and there were pedestrians coming and going on the street. Either drunkards or gambling sticks.

Meng Qi did not sway as Wang Siyuan said, waiting for Jiang Hengchuan to come to apologize. He still followed his own pace, without preset purposes, wandered around casually, paying attention to his surroundings. When he was in a hurry, he suddenly turned into a seemingly deserted yard and found a clean place to regulate his breathing and restore his breathing.

Wang Siyuan is hard to distinguish the enemy. He cannot believe whatever he says, otherwise he will become a person who will be conspired in the future and will be found by himself.

As the night was long, Meng Qi focused on recuperation. With the powerful recovery ability of ** Xuan Gong, and with the help of "Liuguang Shaohua Tea", he completely recovered before midnight and thought about what Wang Siyuan said tonight.

After careful sorting, in addition to the perspective of thinking about problems, Meng Qi felt that there were three sentences in Wang Siyuan’s words that are most worthy of attention:

"Young masters who are from various reasons..."

"You are a piece that does not belong to the original chessboard, it is a variable..."

"No matter whether you have doubts or not, or what you do to deal with it, the final result will not change..."

Meng Qi stroked his chin: "Wang Siyuan was so aggressively accepted the challenge and was fighting with others to come to Maoling. What is Jiang Hengchuan? What is Qingyu? What is the real purpose of the layouter? He could never just compete with Wang Siyuan simply and willfully, because Wang Siyuan is also a young master from a certain reason, and there is no essential difference from others..."

"In other words, everyone else accepted the invitation, and I was the only one who came because of the investigation of the case. It was like a buffalo that got into a group of scalpers. People who didn't understand felt it was normal, but in the eyes of the mastermind, it was extremely conspicuous, so I was targeted as soon as I came, and it had nothing to do with Qiu Fei..."

"Since anything you do will lead to the same consequences, that is, the key to this conspiracy is not me, is there any follow-up or…"

After thinking for a long time, Meng Qi had too many speculations and inferences that needed to be eliminated one by one. Before dawn, he seized the time to fall asleep to quickly make up for his spirits.

The morning light broke through dawn and the sky was burning. I felt the first ray of sunshine. Meng Qi woke up suddenly, and yesterday's fatigue completely disappeared.

He searched for the yard, plundered his clothes and changed it, left the silver, then jumped out of the yard wall, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

At the entrance of the alley, there is a dragon locust tree of unknown age. It has lush branches and leaves, blocking the sun and shining in a cool place.

Meng Qi was suddenly stunned when he passed by the dragon locust tree. It was not a big deal, but at the entrance of the yard near the dragon locust tree, a gray-haired old man was concentrating on making wood carvings.

He held the tree root in his left hand and the carving knife in his right hand, with a focused expression and no distraction. It seemed that every knife under his hand was the whole of his life.

This concentration attracted Meng Qi, so he was stunned and a sentence suddenly appeared in his heart: Men who concentrate on their work are the most attractive.

The carving knife fell down and the bark fell. There were only the sound of the carving knife and the rustling sound of the landing near it, which seemed peaceful and pure.

This natural and true interest, this kind of devotion and concentration, infected Meng Qi and vaguely grasped something, but it was still a little worse after all.

He simply stopped, stopped beside him, and finally sat down cross-legged, watching every knife that the old man fell and every trace carved, as if this was the most beautiful poem in the world.

The old man focused on carving, Meng Qi focused on watching his carving. Neither of them spoke, and a kind of indescribable calm slowly spread out. Since Zhang Yuanshan, Fu Zhenzhen and others died, Meng Qi's grief, sadness, self-blame and the impatience, recklessness and the pursuit of harvest were slowly relieved.

There is a real interest in the world... Meng Qi suddenly realized this, and his mood seemed to have improved a little.

In the past two months, even if I am sure of doing many things, I have considered the consequences and solutions, but I can't escape four words: eager for quick success and instant benefits.

I want to grow up quickly, to stop watching my companions die in vain, to gain something from the main world, to enhance my confidence in completing the reincarnation mission, to get rid of the reincarnation as soon as possible, and to resurrect Senior Brother Zhang and others, so I am eager for quick success and instant benefits. Since I left the Journey to the West, I have always felt awkward to do things.

The idea is right, but this is motivation, not a means. The "Ye San" in Yicheng is the lesson of the past!

This is a threshold that must be passed on the road of life. You will never become a butterfly without breaking through the cocoon!

There was a crystal drop at each corner of Meng Qi's eyes. The two tears that should have been held back in the Journey to the West fell down leisurely along his face.

The dust splashed slightly, and tears passed in an instant.

"Senior Brother Zhang, really... I will go on well... Zhiwei, I almost let your advice down..." He exhaled, his expression became firm, but he lacked the anxiety.

A life without all kinds of experiences will never mature.

At this time, the old man with gray hair also completed the wood carving. This is a vivid statue of a woman. She has a floating palace dress and outstanding appearance. She even exudes the aura of books. She is really a fine product.

"Brother, are you in trouble?" The old man raised his head and looked at Meng Qi in a little surprised.

His facial features are not outstanding and he has a little wrinkles, but because of that concentration, all the combinations appear harmonious.

Meng Qi smiled: "It's nothing, I'll bother my father-in-law."

Without saying much, he slowly stood up and left the entrance of the alley with ease.

Looking at his back, the old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, picked up a piece of wood again, carved it with concentration again, without distraction.

At this time, the sun shone through the branches and leaves of the dragon locust tree, sprinkling brilliant golden spots on the ground.

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Meng Qi did not appear again as Su Meng directly, but changed his appearance and figure, mixed in the crowd, and went to a shop selling pens, ink, paper and ink.

"Buy seven real dragon finishing touches." Meng Qi walked deep into the store and asked the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's expression remained unchanged: "This pen needs to be customized, can the customer make a reservation?"

"Some." Meng Qi nodded and replied.

The shopkeeper smiled: "I'll invite the guest to take out the seal."

Meng Qi's left hand was handed to him, and a gap was slightly exposed. Inside was the slightest light of the Qingshou official seal, which was closed as soon as it was revealed.

"Okay, I'll invite the guest to come with me to pick it up." The shopkeeper looked like he greeted the distinguished guest with his face.

Meng Qi followed him to the backyard, without saying anything, and waited quietly. After a while, the shopkeeper took out a piece of paper from the secret place and handed it to Meng Qi: "Su Qingshou, the information you want."

Meng Qi took the paper and opened it and found that it was indeed the information he applied for.

Before leaving Yangxia, he asked the Shendu headquarters for various information about the Dongyang God Lord, especially about the Dongyang Beppu.

Because it was too old and difficult to find, this information was released until Meng Qi arrived in Maoling.

The life, inheritance and other news of the God of Dongyang are written on the paper:

"...Dongyang Beppu, one of the three places in Longtai, Maoling and Daxing today..."

Meng Qi showed a smile on his face, threw the paper into the brazier beside him, sorted out his clothes, took the brush as a cover, and walked out of the store with his head held high.

The flames rose, the paper stretched out, and quickly burned.
Chapter completed!