"What? You called me here in a hurry just to tell me this?" The man in red looked shocked, "You're not joking, are you? You can't talk about this kind of thing."
"As a subject of Daxia, how can I make fun of Master Yuan, who is respected by thousands of people?" said the man in blue.
"Who killed Master Yuan? I must kill him myself! Take his head and hang it at the city gate!" the man in red said angrily.
"It's no longer safe in the city. There may be spies everywhere. Be careful what you say." The man in blue persuaded in a low voice.
Hearing this, the man in red looked around cautiously and found that except for Jiangnan and the others, there was a table of unfamiliar faces and a few waiters in the store. There was no one else.
The voices of the man in blue and the man in red were not loud enough that the waiters in the shop could not hear them at all. However, for a person like Jiang Nan who is highly skilled in magic, he heard everything they just said.
"Okay, no need to introduce them one by one. There are so many delicious dishes, I can't wait to eat them. You all can step aside."
Xu Banxian looked at Jiang Nan and frowned slightly, knowing that he was listening to the conversation between the man in blue and the man in red, so he found an excuse and asked the waiter to retreat.
Without the interruption from the waiter, they could hear what the man in blue and the man in red said more clearly.
"When Master Yuan was young, he fought against pagan cults to defend Daxia and protected the people. He worked day and night for the safety of the people in the city. Unexpectedly, he was assassinated." The tone of the man in blue was full of regret.
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"Haha, I don't care who the person who assassinated Master Yuan is, I will find him and cut him to pieces." The man in red said angrily.
While Jiang Nan was eating, he listened to two middle-aged men chatting and roughly understood the whole story.
It turns out that this head Yuan is one of the heads of the many immortal cultivating sects in Daxian, and his prestige in Daxia has always been very high.
Under the help of this leader, the people of Daxia lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there was a prosperous scene.
The people in the city had great trust in Master Yuan and loved him very much.
However, there was a powerful person in the world who was seeking personal gain with his power. He believed that the existence of head Yuan was hindering his own development, so he killed such a great hero.
There are many parties in the arena and undercurrents are surging. As for who killed Master Yuan, the man in blue and the man in red speculated and argued about it. For a long time, they couldn't come up with an exact name.
"Eat, when you're full, let's take a walk." Jiang Nan smiled lightly, having already decided what to do next.
From the current point of view, this leader Yuan is a very accomplished Taoist in Jiangnan after his ascension. No matter what the purpose of that person is, killing this leader will bring the people of the entire Great Xia to water and fire.
Among them, this person committed a heinous crime and deserved to die.
However, the matter could not be based on one-sided opinions of two middle-aged men. Jiang Nan decided to walk around the large commercial capital to listen to what the people said about the leader.
After the meal, not long after Jiang Nan and his party left the inn, they heard the cries of the people from both sides of the street.
"Master Yuan, when the cult invaded and blew up the granary, I didn't have a grain of rice in my house, and my two sons were about to starve to death. It was you who brought the rice to me in person! Why did you die like this?
?God is so blind!"
"My husband-in-law was seriously injured by the pagans. Their house was completely plundered by them. They couldn't afford any money to treat him. It was the headmaster Yuan who brought the doctor to his home and cured my husband-in-law. You are so kind."
How could people have such a fate?"
"My wife was raped by bullies. It was Master Yuan who upheld justice for me and rescued my wife!"
"Master Yuan is a good person. How could a good person end up like this?"
In just half a day, the news of the death of Master Yuan had spread throughout the streets and alleys of the city. The people spontaneously wore sackcloth and mourning, kneeling at the street entrance to bid the last journey for the hero in their hearts.
"Boss, it seems that Yuan Changmen is really a good man, otherwise these people would never do this." Bai Haoming said with emotion as he saw the sad expressions on the faces of men, women, and children.
"Well, in this case, if we take revenge for this leader, it won't be considered as killing innocent people indiscriminately." Danying said.
Jiang Nan nodded and walked forward: "Go to the head's house and have a look. Maybe we can find some clues."
"People have souls after death. Maybe his soul is still at home at this time, and maybe he can find out something." Yaoguang said, recalling the appearance of brothers Zhang Liang and Zhang Hu last night.
While chatting, Jiang Nan and his party arrived at the door of Head Yuan’s house.
This is a suburb of the city, where a single-family villa is built.
There are two white lanterns hanging at the door of the villa, and there are two flowers made of overlapping black gauze and white gauze on the plaque. The security guard at the door is dressed in black and has a white flower on his chest.
Heartbreaking cries came from the yard.
"Danying, you can't see red when you're a civilian. Hurry up and cover up the redness on your body." Bai Haoming warned in a low voice after seeing that Danying didn't even try to hide her red lips and nails.
Although Danying was puzzled, she still followed Bai Haoming's words to cover it up.
She imitated the color of the security guard at the door and transformed herself into a black gauze skirt. The gauze skirt was dotted with some white flowers. It looked like she came here specifically to express condolences.
"Excuse me, who are you?" When Jiang Nan was about to walk into the yard, the security guard at the door frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Nan warily and asked.
"We are traveling Taoist priests. We passed by here and originally wanted to pay a visit to Master Yuan, but we heard such bad news, so we came to express our condolences." Jiang Nan said.
"Oh, that's it, you guys, please come inside." The security guard glanced at Jiang Nan's group. They were all dressed in plain clothes and led Jiang Nan's group to the mourning hall without the slightest hesitation.
This security guard neither bullied others nor insulted them unreasonably. This reflected from the side that Head Yuan must be approachable in his daily dealings with the people.
After the Jiangnan group arrived at the mourning hall, the family members of Head Yuan knelt in the mourning hall.
In the middle of the mourning hall is a portrait of Master Yuan, and behind it is a dark coffin.
"We have heard the name of Master Yuan for a long time, and we never thought that we would not be able to meet him before we heard such bad news." In such an environment, Jiang Nan felt a little sad, and the sadness on his face was not fake.
"I didn't expect that after my master passed away, friends from all over the world came to express their condolences. If he knew about it, he would be very happy." A domestic servant helped an elderly woman with white hair stand up.
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes were red and swollen, and she tried her best to squeeze out a smile and said to Jiang Nan.