Chapter 105 Talking about the Demon Sect in the Painting Boat (10,000 characters)
The autumn wind was bleak, blowing the fallen leaves all over the ground.
As late autumn approaches, the weather is gradually getting colder.
The tree trunks on both sides of the Yuzhou River are bare, adding a bit of loneliness and loneliness.
But the days in Jishitang were as usual, ordinary, calm and warm.
"Dr. Xiaoan?"
An Jing and Zhao Qingmei were grinding herbs when a voice suddenly came from outside the door.
A middle-aged man wearing a coarse shirt limped in.
"Lao Li, how are you? Are your legs and feet feeling better?"
The person standing at the door is Lao Li, a boatman who punts boats on the Yuzhou River. The weather has turned cold recently, and the number of people playing has decreased visibly. Naturally, the work of punting has also become much less.
Some time ago, I heard that people could make some money by picking coal. I went to pick the coal in my fifties and almost sixties. Due to lack of experience and skills, I still tried to keep my face. The weight of the coal did not decrease at all. I worked for only two days.
Twisted his foot.
"After being treated by Dr. Xiaoan, there is nothing wrong with my leg injury."
Lao Li smiled and took out a piece of kraft paper and said: "There are some persimmons here. The ripe ones are very sweet."
When An Jing saw this, he quickly said: "You're so polite. No one in our family will eat these persimmons. You'd better take them back."
This boatman, Lao Li, is a widower. He has no children in his family, he is the only one, and his life is always tight.
"Damn, a few worthless persimmons, Dr. Xiaoan and Mrs. Xiaoan just take them and eat them. Could it be that they dislike Lao Li?"
When Lao Li heard this, he immediately said anxiously.
Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly, picked up the red persimmon on the table and started to play with it, "Husband, since Lao Li said so, just accept it. I haven't eaten persimmons in a long time."
"That's right." When Lao Li heard this, he immediately laughed, "Mrs. Xiao An, if you want to eat, I still have it at home. It's covered with a tree. My legs and feet are not flexible anymore. I'm planning to find a small stall.
Selling these persimmons.”
"I won't disturb you two anymore."
After saying that, Lao Li limped out of Jishi Hall.
An Jing looked at Lao Li's back and sighed in his heart. These ordinary people are so simple and unpretentious. Every year, he receives many such kind and sophisticated people. A few days ago, someone even sent a native chicken.
The little black boy ate all the bones and became fat.
"Husband, you have been busy all morning, come and eat a persimmon."
Zhao Qingmei weighed the persimmon, then peeled off the skin and stretched it out in front of An Jing.
An Jing chuckled, "Madam, I'll feed you at night, shouldn't you feed me during the day?"
"The look of death."
Zhao Qingmei's beautiful eyes were filled with water, and she said in a charming and eccentric manner.
An Jing said this, but he still took the persimmon honestly. Zhao Qingmei's face was still a little thinner, unlike him.
"Uncle, I just heard that there is food..."
At this moment, Tan Yun rubbed his eyes and walked out of the back hall with sleepy eyes.
"You lazy guy, you just know how to eat every day."
An Jing said angrily.
In the past few days, Tan Yun's spirit seemed to have deteriorated again, and he seemed not to wake up from anything.
"Persimmon, was that persimmon that the man just sent you?"
Tan Yun saw the persimmons on the table at a glance, and couldn't help but stick out his pink tongue and lick his lips, "Uncle..."
"Just take it and eat it. Can I still let you eat it?"
After An Jing finished speaking, he sat on the chair and continued to grind the herbs.
"Uncle, you are the best."
Tan Yun excitedly held two persimmons and then sat at the door.
The little black boy ran over with a cheerful tail, circling around Tan Yun's feet, squatting on the ground, with his bulging belly touching the ground, and curiously looking at the persimmon in Tan Yun's hand.
"Give! Quickly give way!"
At this moment, there was a rapid sound outside the door.
An Jing and Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but look over.
I saw two strong men hurriedly carrying a stretcher in. On the stretcher lay a man. The man's face was dark, his eyes were closed, and there was no expression on his face.
An Jing all knew these three people, and they were hunters in the mountains. Some of the herbal medicines in Jishitang were purchased from these hunters. The hunter at the front was Liu Mazi, who was responsible for the transaction with An Jing.
As soon as Liu Mazi came in, his eyes were red and he said quickly: "Dr. Xiao An, look at Chen Xiaoer..."
"Don't worry, I'll take a look first."
An Jing comforted Liu Mazi, and then looked at Orion Chen Xiaoer who was lying on the stretcher.
At this sight, his brows suddenly furrowed.
There was no rhythm of breath on Chen Xiaoer's body at all.
Then An Jing put his finger on his pulse and found that Chen Xiaoer's pulse did not fluctuate at all and had completely stopped.
What does this mean? It means that Chen Xiaoer in front of him is already a dead man.
But Chen Xiaoer's body is covered with a layer of black Qi. This Qi does not look like a fierce evil spirit, nor does it look like a strange Yin Qi...
Moreover, this energy is ready to move and seems to be spreading to the surrounding area.
Zhao Qingmei also discovered the Qi machine and couldn't help but frown.
"Madam, Tan Yun, please step back first."
An Jing took a deep breath and said.
When Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun heard this, they retreated towards the rear.
"You two, carry him out first." An Jing took a deep breath and said.
The two hunters heard this, and although they didn't know why, they still followed An Jing's arrangement and carried the stretcher out of the hospital.
An Jing took out some mugwort from the medicine counter, crushed it with his fingers, then strode out and sprinkled the minced mugwort on the body on the stretcher.
"Dr. Xiaoan, how are you? Is there any hope?"
When Liu Mazi saw this, he asked in confusion.
An Jing shook his head and said: "If you are dead, only the Daluo Immortal can save you. Mortals have no way to save you."
"died!?"
When Mazi Liu and the other hunter heard this, their hearts trembled.
"Where did Chen Xiaoer go? What happened?" An Jing couldn't help but ask.
There is something wrong with this black Qi machine. Chen Xiaoer was contaminated by this black Qi machine and eventually died. Moreover, it seems that this black Qi machine is condensed and not dispersed, and it seems to be highly contagious.
"Just yesterday, several of us went up the mountain together to prepare for the last hunting of this year."
Liu Mazi swallowed his saliva and then said.
Autumn is usually when prey is at its most plentiful, and this is the best time to hunt. Once autumn is over, it will be the cruel winter season.
Generally, hunters will not go up the mountain again at this time. Firstly, they will find very few prey, and secondly, they will prevent hunting too much, which will lead to a sharp decrease in prey in the following year. This is a common rule.
Some villages and towns will even close the mountains to prevent some hunters from entering the mountains to hunt without permission.
Liu Mazi continued: "When we go up the mountain to hunt, we usually go alone. We only go together when we encounter big insects or black blind people. So in the evening, we were ready to go down the mountain, but Chen Xiaoer never showed up. At first we
We thought he had returned to Zhuangzi alone, and then went down the mountain. When we returned to Zhuangzi, we did not find Chen Xiaoer. Only then did we know the seriousness of the matter. Then the entire Zhuangzi hunters went up the mountain to search for Chen Xiaoer.
, it was not until this morning that I found Chen Xiaoer under a big tree. He was still breathing when he was found..."
An Jing frowned, then glanced at Liu Mazi and Orion, and said: "This matter is not simple, you'd better report it to the official first."
He is a doctor, and what he has to do is to help the world and treat patients. It is not his turn to do other things.
"good....."
Liu Mazi and his companions looked at each other, their expressions were very ugly.
"Okay, I'll take you to the Yamen together."
An Jing pondered for a moment and said.
Han Wenxin didn't know where to hide and was lazy at the moment. The two went to the Yamen and couldn't find anyone, which delayed things.
"Then I'll trouble you, Doctor Xiaoan." Upon hearing this, Liu Mazi quickly expressed his gratitude.
An Dingding nodded, and then walked into Jishi Hall, "Madam, I'm going to go to the Yamen, and you can take care of the medical center."
"I know, you should be more careful too."
Zhao Qingmei said with concern.
"good."
An Jing followed the two hunters and left in a hurry, carrying a small medicine box on his back.
"Miss, this matter doesn't look simple."
Tan Yun Liu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he stopped talking.
She could clearly see that there was Qi residue on the Orion's corpse, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried about her uncle.
"I know that my husband's medical skills are superb, so nothing will happen to him." Zhao Qingmei said slowly.
She saw An Jing's medical skills as unique and brilliant. She even felt that he was no worse than some famous doctors in the world. Moreover, he was still very young. If he focused all his attention on this, it would not be difficult to become a famous doctor.
She is not worried about medical issues. Besides, there are masters from the Demon Sect who are secretly protecting her. An ordinary doctor should not provoke a terrible master.
"Master, I'm back."
At this moment, Li Fuzhou walked in from outside the hall, holding a few books in his hand, "Where are you going, uncle? I just saw him leaving in a hurry."
He passed by An Jing just now and found that An Jing's brows were furrowed and his face was solemn.
You must know that this little doctor's medical skills are still very good. He usually cures some difficult and complicated diseases with medicine, and he rarely shows such an expression.
Tan Yun said from the sidelines: "The hunter who went up the mountain died for unknown reasons. He was still alive and wanted to come for consultation. Now he has been sent to the Yamen."
"I see."
Li Fuzhou nodded, then clasped his fists at Zhao Qingmei and said: "Master, there is news from He Yunkai."
"explain."
Zhao Qingmei sat down with an indifferent expression.
Li Fuzhou said in a deep voice: "According to what he said, Liu Qingshan was already preparing to convene a five-gang conference to discuss the five-gang alliance. He was secretly communicating with him, but he refused verbally."
He Yunkai, the leader of the Sanhu Gang, one of the five largest gangs in the world today, has a peak second-level cultivation and ranks second on the current Dayan Jianghu Tiger List.
This person is eager for justice, chivalrous and courageous. He is highly respected by people in the world and has a great reputation. Moreover, his strength is also very good. Although he is a second-level cultivation level, most people in the world have fists, guns, swords and sticks.
Proficient in everything, he once killed a first-level master, and his reputation became so great that he ranked second on the Tiger List.
This person is highly sought after by some juniors who are just starting out in the world, and is even regarded as a gentleman in the world.
However, several people present knew very well that He Yunkai was just a hypocrite.
This person's true character is insidious, treacherous, and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals. He is good at playing both sides and opportunistically.
It is precisely because of this temperament that he can stand out among the many forces in Dayan Jianghu.
In a world full of intrigues and dangers, a gentleman without strength is doomed.
Although the Sanhu Gang has the lowest strength and weakest reputation among the five major gangs, it is still one of the five major gangs and is a real leader.
"He Yunkai refused verbally?"
Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "In my opinion, he agreed happily because of Manhuan. How dare he refuse Liu Qingshan?"
What kind of strength does Liu Qingshan have? He is at the smallpox level. There are first-level masters like Tianliu and Guo Yuchun in the gang. Even if most of the Seven Diamonds are lost, there are still second-level masters such as the Three Monsters of Xishan and Cangshan Flying Eagle. Their overall strength is impressive.
It's not something that the Sanhu Gang can match.
If it weren't for the Demon Sect's secret support of the Sanhu Gang and He Yunkai's ability to adapt to the changing circumstances, the Sanhu Gang would have disappeared long ago.
What He Yunkai is best at is playing both sides. In addition to secretly having an affair with the Demon Cult, he also secretly joins a big shot. He eats both sides, so he can be considered a Feng Shui master in Dayan Jianghu.
rise.
"Five Gangs Alliance." Zhao Qingmei chuckled, "Do you think it would be interesting if after the Five Gangs Conference is really held, the leader of the Five Gangs Alliance is not Liu Qingshan?"
When Li Fuzhou heard Zhao Qingmei's words, he was shocked and asked, "Master, is this what you mean?"
Does the leader want to support a puppet? If he can control a force like the Five Gangs Alliance, it will be much easier for the Demon Sect to enter Dayan.
The strength of the five major gangs is obviously weaker than that of the seven major factions, but why they are not weak in the world. The main reason is that the five major gangs have a large number of people and are widely distributed. Everyone in the gang can respond to a hundred people.
Zhao Qingmei continued: "It is not easy for Liu Qingshan to succeed in the Five Gang Alliance. He is just a chess piece. The real game is the people behind him. If we can really set the table, why don't we play a game with him?"
Li Fuzhou didn't say anything. Zhao Qingmei wanted to seize the fruits of the victory of the Five Gangs Alliance. If the stealing was not successful, it would undoubtedly add another giant to Dayan. It would undoubtedly be difficult for the Demon Sect to enter Dayan.
But if it is really successful, it will undoubtedly make the Demon Cult even more powerful.
In his opinion, this was clearly a gamble.
"The Gang Leader's plan is not impossible, but it is still unclear whether the Five Gangs Conference can be convened."
Li Fuzhou took a deep breath and said: "Fengyu Tower, Wangjing Sea, Golden Horn Alliance may not be able to be of the same mind as Liu Qingshan, and other interested people may not be willing to see it."
"Let Liu Qingshan worry about this matter." Zhao Qingmei said calmly.
Li Fuzhou nodded, then thought for a moment, took a deep breath and said: "Leader, I have one more thing to report. Based on the information about the Ghost Faced Buddha, the Demonic Order was discovered..."
"Is this true!?"
Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows.
Tan Yun on the side also widened his eyes and was shocked.
The Heavenly Demon Order, no one in the Demon Cult does not know what this Heavenly Demon Order is. This thing was the personal belonging of Jiang Shang, the previous leader of the Demon Cult.
Jiang Shang never leaves his hand.
So, do you have any clues about the leader who has disappeared for several years?
The Demon Order has reappeared. Is Jiang Shang really dead?
"It is said that it was found at the residence of Chu Nanying's son Chu Huai, but my subordinates always felt it was a little strange..." Li Fuzhou said solemnly.
Except for the top masters of the Demon Sect, few people would recognize this Heavenly Demon Order. Could it be that Chu Huai got the Heavenly Demon Order by luck?
Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath and then said: "We must find out."
"yes!"
Li Fuzhou also knew the seriousness of this matter. If Jiang Shang was still there, the Demon Sect would surely be able to sweep away its decline and regain its glory.
You must know that Jiang Shang is a master at the master level. It is difficult to have an opponent in this world. Except for Xiao Qianqiu, no leader of the seven major sects is his opponent. He is also a presence that can shock the world in Dayan Jianghu.
His life and death affects the general trend of the Demon Cult.
"somebody is coming."
Zhao Qingmei looked out the door.
"Doctor Xiaoan, Doctor Xiaoan."
Not long after, an old man walked to the door carrying two fat and big rabbits and shouted loudly.
"The rabbits at home are fat and can be killed and eaten. I have sent you three."
.........
Yuzhou City, in front of the Yamen Gate.
"Could it be corpse energy!?"
An Jing was still thinking about the black energy in his mind, and then his heart moved.
In the ancient book "Return to Burial", he once saw an introduction to the world's qi. It not only contained detailed descriptions of yin qi and evil spirits, but also an extremely rare corpse qi.
The so-called corpse qi is formed when a large number of corpses gather together. According to rumors, if the corpse qi is too strong, it will even undergo extremely terrifying changes.
As for the specific horrific mutation, "Return to Burial" did not mention it.
"Brother An, are you still thinking about what happened just now?"
Han Wenxin, with a bruised nose and swollen face, walked over from the government office.
"It's a little strange." An Ding nodded.
Han Wenxin touched his eyes in pain and said, "It's normal. Quite a few hunters who go up the mountain die every year. They are either big insects or black bears, or they are killed by vendettas."
As a head catcher, Han Wenxin saw dead people and corpses every now and then, but he didn't think much about it.
An Jing said quietly: "The reason why Chen Xiaoer died is strange, and I didn't find any abnormalities. I don't think this matter is simple."
"This is very strange, but didn't Captain Qin go to investigate? His ability is better than mine. If there is any problem, he will definitely be able to find out."
Han Wenxin patted An Jing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not worry about these problems. By the way, I have good news to tell you."
"What good news?"
An Jing glanced at Han Wenxin and wondered, could it be that the man in black beat him violently last night and then reconciled with him? If it is true, that is indeed good news.
"My dad arranged a date for me tonight." Han Wenxin chuckled.
An Jing: "......"
"I haven't told anyone about this yet."
There was a hint of hope in Han Wenxin's eyes, "It is said that the young lady has a very iconic appearance, a gentle and kind personality, and a wealthy family. She has a shop in Linjiang City. If this can be done..."
Hearing this, An Jing couldn't help but nodded, "That's pretty good."
"Brother An, brother An, come on, come on, let's talk as we walk."
Han Wenxin pulled An Jing and walked towards the distance. The more he thought about it, the more excited he said: "Teach me some experience."
"Experience, what experience?" An Jing asked in confusion:
"This is the blind date experience between you and your siblings. What should I pay attention to when the time comes?"
"Be careful not to reveal your true nature."
"Brother An, what do you mean by this?" Han Wenxin suddenly showed a hint of displeasure.
"What I said is the truth."
An Jing said seriously.
If Han Wenxin exposes his true nature, it will be difficult to find a woman based on his conditions.
"What do you think my siblings saw in you in the first place?" Han Wenxin said to himself, "Could it be your looks?"
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at An Jing aside.
I have to say that An Jing looks really good, especially his eyes. His eyes don't seem to have any modification at all. But upon closer inspection, his eyes are as clear as lake water and as bright as the bright moon.
"Brother An, what do you think I look like?"
Han Wenxin nudged An Jingdao with his elbow.
"If she's not ugly, she's pretty good-looking."
An Jing glanced at Han Wenxin, who had a bruised nose and swollen face and couldn't help but laugh.
"What a dog."
When Han Wenxin heard this, he suddenly sighed and hummed: "I think we are almost the same, half a catty to eight ounces."
"No no no!"
An Jing shook his head quickly, "Brother Han, you are wrong. There is a difference between looking scary and being scary."
When Han Wenxin heard this, he suddenly became angry.
The two of them were walking and chatting, and soon they arrived at the ancient bridge over the Yuzhou River.
At this time, there were a lot of small boats moored on both sides of the river, and a few boatmen were sparsely rocking the boats, waiting for tourists.
"Hey, isn't that Old Man Zhou?"
Just when An Jing was about to say goodbye and go home, Han Wenxin couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the familiar figure in front of him.
When An Jing heard this, he also looked over.
I saw a small boat in front of me, with Zhou Xianming standing on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back and an intoxicated look on his face.
"Miss Li Yue, I, Zhou Xianming, am back."
Feeling the fresh air, Zhou Xianming felt inexplicably relaxed. At this moment, a harsh sound came into his ears.
"Hi, Old Man Zhou."
Zhou Xianming suddenly became excited and subconsciously followed the sound and saw An Jing and Han Wenxin standing by the lake, while Han Wenxin, who had a bruised nose and face, was waving to him.
"Dr. Xiao An, I finally see you."
Zhou Xianming ignored Han Wenxin and saw An Jing as if he were a relative.
"Old man, do I want to say hello to you?" Han Wenxin frowned when he saw Zhou Xianming ignoring him.
This vulgar warrior!
Zhou Xianming cursed secretly in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he said: "Han... Han Captou, are you here too?"
"How did you do in the exam, old boy? Did you come back so early?"
Seeing this, Han Wenxin nodded with satisfaction: "Did you fail the exam again? But it doesn't matter. We had expected this."
Zhou Xianming ignored Han Wenxin and turned to look at An Jing, as if he wanted to say something, "Doctor Xiao An..."
"Mr. Zhou, it doesn't matter if you don't make the list. Don't be discouraged."
An Jing consoled him: "It'll be fine once you get used to being a cow and a horse."
When Zhou Xianming heard this, his whole face darkened.
Han Wenxin thought of something and suggested from the side: "In order to celebrate Old Man Zhou's return in autumn, in my opinion, how about we listen to some music?"
"OK."
When Zhou Xianming heard Han Wenxin's words, his eyes suddenly lit up. For the first time, he realized that this vulgar warrior was not that vulgar after all.
"Forget it, I have to go back in time."
An Jing shook his head and said.
"do not."
When Zhou Xianming heard this, he quickly said: "Doctor Xiaoan, without you, the sky full of stars would be like a moon without a shining moon. What's the point?"
Han Wenxin nodded repeatedly: "That's right, Brother An, Old Man Zhou and I are separated by a generation and have nothing in common."
Zhou Xianming glanced at Han Wenxin, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "Forget it, I'll bear it just to be able to listen to the music."
"I really can't go." An Jing shook his head. He still remembered the last time he went to listen to a song with Zhou Xianming and the consequences of being discovered.
Maybe there is a mole in both of them, especially Zhou Xianming, who could betray himself at any time for money.
Listening to music on the hook is not a good habit.
Zhou Xianming rolled his eyes and said: "How about this? I'll call Mr. Li here too, and we'll go together. This way it will be lively if there are many people."
"Mr. Li?"
Han Wenxin frowned slightly after hearing this. He and these students couldn't urinate in the same pot.
When An Jing heard this, his heart moved. He didn't test out Li Fuzhou last time, so this was a good opportunity to see what his purpose was.
"That's fine."
An Jing thought for a while and said, "I just need to trouble Mr. Zhou to make a trip. By the way..."
"Doctor Xiaoan, please feel free to leave it to me."
Zhou Xianming smiled meaningfully.
Sure enough, who can refuse to listen to music on Goulan?
.........
On the Yuzhou River.
A painted boat floats along with the water waves, and the clear and sweet sound of the piano drifts out from it.
In the painting boat, An Jing, Li Fuzhou, Han Wenxin, and Zhou Xianming were sitting on the tables respectively. In front of them was a young woman playing the strings of the piano.
"Mr. Li, we haven't listened to music like this for a long time."
Zhou Xianming turned to look at Li Fuzhou and sighed.
"Twenty-three days in total."
Li Fuzhou nodded, then picked up the wine glass and said, "Come, let's have a drink."
"Here, have a drink."
Zhou Xianming also raised his glass.
The two exchange cups and cups, cherishing each other, showing their deep love and righteousness.
Li Fuzhou knew the origin of the person who was unknown to others.
Zhou Xianming was a native of Xiacheng, Shu Dao. His father was originally the chief administrator of Xiacheng. He followed his father in practicing calligraphy since he was a child. At the age of seven, he became as awe-inspiring as an adult. After listening to the "Nine Kingdoms Spring and Autumn", he could understand its profound meaning.
He was a well-known child prodigy in Xiacheng. When he was twelve years old, his family was in great trouble. His father was sent to the border due to a corruption case, and his mother soon became depressed.
Died unhappy.
Zhou Xianming did not take part in the scientific examination. Instead, he sold all his property, traveled around for decades, and finally settled in Yuzhou City.
Through Li Fuzhou's observation, Zhou Xianming is actually a great talent, a great talent that has been hidden in the public eye. Maybe his literary palace has already nurtured a literary spirit, and if it materializes, his future will be bright.
This is the time for the Demon Cult to employ people, especially counselors like Zhou Xianming who can understand the situation.
"Hey, it's been so long since I haven't seen you for more than twenty days."
Zhou Xianming put down his wine cup and sighed, "I wonder how you are doing in your daily life?"
He lived frugally in Linjiang City and lived a very shabby life. How could he be as happy as the days when he played and sang every night in Yuzhou City.
"My daily life is not normal." Han Wenxin picked up a mouthful of meat and put it in his mouth, shaking his head and saying.
"Vulgar!" An Jing couldn't help but said.
Li Fuzhou nodded, and then said calmly, "I have nothing to do but arrange flowers and make jade ears."
An Jing: "......"
"Where is Dr. Xiao An?" Zhou Xianming couldn't help but ask when he saw An Jing was silent.
"I?"
An Jing said calmly: "I only have three meals a day, so I can't compare to their chicness."
"I feel relieved to hear that you are all well." Zhou Xianming nodded.
It turns out that their lives are much better than mine in Linjiang City.
An Jing thought for a while and said: "By the way, Mr. Zhou, you have almost spent your autumn, do you want to go back to the teahouse to tell stories?"
"storytelling?"
Zhou Xianming shook his head and said: "Forget it, after Qiu Wei, we have to rush to Yujing City for the examination and palace examination."
"The general examination and the palace examination?"
The novice Korean speaker paused and said, "Didn't you fail the exam?"
"When did I say I failed?"
Zhou Xianming said angrily: "I won, and I'm top of the list in high school."
Top of the list!?
When Han Wenxin heard this, his eyes widened, and then he laughed, "Old boy, are you daydreaming again? If you win, I will drink the water of the Yuzhou River dry."
Zhou Xianming blew his beard and glared: "This is what you said."
Han Wenxin snorted coldly: "I, Han Wenxin, talk, apply one mouthful of paint and then drink it dry."
"Just wait and drink." Zhou Xianming said not to be outdone.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing about these meaningless things."
An Jing acted as a peacemaker and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, are you really going to Yujing City?"
"Of course, this autumn trip is just a small test."
Zhou Xianming nodded.
Since he, Zhou Xianming, chose to become an official, he naturally had to do his best, otherwise he might as well tell stories in Yuzhou City.
An Jing said with a pity look on his face: "That's really a pity. I always like to listen to the books you talk about."
He was not lying in what he said. If he came first and had nothing to do, his favorite thing would be to listen to Zhou Xianming's story in the nearby teahouse.
Zhou Xianming waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all true and false, just hearsay. If Dr. Xiaoan wants to hear it, I'll tell you something when I have nothing to do."
An Jing's heart moved and he said, "You might as well tell me something now. I've always been curious about the demon sect."
"Devil Cult!?"
Zhou Xianming paused after hearing this.
Li Fuzhou also looked over, and he was also very interested in Zhou Xianming's views on the Demon Cult.
"What's so nice about the Demon Sect? It's just a bunch of lost dogs." Han Wenxin waved his hand, "Brother An, if you want to hear it, I can tell you the story of Xuan Yiwei's massacre of sects from all over the world. That's nothing compared to
The devil’s religion is much more interesting.”
An Jing glanced at Han Wenxin and cursed in his heart: Brother Han, do you know who the person next to you is? You are on the verge of committing suicide.
Li Fuzhou seemed to have not heard anything, looking at his nose and mouth, asking questions from his heart, and there was not even a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Seeing Li Fuzhou who was as steady as a mountain, An Jing couldn't help but admire that this old fox was so deep.
Zhou Xianming hurriedly said: "That's wrong. That demon sect is not a lost dog..."
"Devil Cult? One day I will kill a few Demon Cult monsters." Han Wenxin drank a sip of wine, then patted the long knife on his waist, showing that he was very heroic.
But in An Jing's view, Han Wenxin seemed to be saying to Li Fuzhou: Come and beat me, come to me...
Seeing that Han Wenxin continued to talk nonsense, An Jing said from the sidelines: "Mr. Zhou, tell me, I'm listening."
If Li Fuzhou is dissatisfied, it will be unclear whether Han Wenxin can survive tonight...
When Han Wenxin saw An Jing interrupting him, he asked Zhou Xianming to speak instead, curled his lips, and said nothing more.
"The Demon Sect is indeed the top force in the world."
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intention.”
Han Wenxin heard the news and said with a smile: "These are all rumors from the world. Do you believe it?"
Han Wenxin is the chief police officer in Yuzhou City. He usually helps Xuanyi Guard, so he naturally knows some things about the Demon Cult. However, in his heart, he believes that the Demon Cult's comeback is just a rumor and cannot be taken seriously.
After all, the Yan Xuanyi Guards are now so powerful that even the Zhenyi Sect has to stay away from the spotlight for a while.
Vulgar warrior!
Zhou Xianming glanced at Han Wenxin and suddenly had an idea in his mind, saying: "Han Baotou, this is wrong. Do you know that not all the rumors in the world are unfounded? There must be clues to be found. This
The rumors are spreading, and the birthplace of the Demon Sect is Dayan. Returning to Dayan is the purpose of their sect, so how could they give up?"
"really?"
Han Wenxin frowned when he heard this.
"Absolutely true."
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The beauty may be Dr. Xiaoan, or Mr. Li, or more likely your colleague. You usually slander the Demonic Cult, but if the Demonic Cult really makes a comeback..."
Speaking of this, Zhou Xianming said nothing.
Han Wenxin shuddered. Originally he was fearless, but when Zhou Xianming said it, he suddenly felt a little chilly.
His eyes glanced at everyone present.
"Ding!"
When Han Wenxin looked at the woman who was playing the piano, she paused in her movements, then waved her hands repeatedly, "I...I'm not...I don't know any demon sect..."
An Jing secretly said, "Old Zhou, you are really right. There is indeed a spy from the Demon Sect in our Huafang, and he is also the head of the spy. He is sitting opposite you now."
When Li Fuzhou saw this scene, he laughed in his heart. He usually listened to Han Wenxin, a boy who liked to brag. He didn't expect that he was so timid.
Zhou Xianming was very happy, but he sighed on his face: "Captain Han, I might as well tell you another piece of good news."
"Good news?" Han Wenxin had a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"You still remember Wang Zhiping and Wang He, uncle and nephew, right?" Zhou Xianming said.
"Remember, I remember this very clearly. It was a case that I personally investigated at the time." Han Wenxin immediately thought of it and said, "That scene was scary. Killing the Ten Clan..."
Speaking of this, Han Wenxin's expression froze.
Zhou Xianming sneered and said: "That's right, today's Holy Master is destroying all the clans, that is, the nine clans. He will only kill the ten clans if he offends people in the Demon Sect!"
Li Fuzhou sat aside, his expression was extremely calm from beginning to end. He was only slightly surprised when he mentioned the execution of the Shi Clan.
An Jing sneered, this old man even has wrinkles.
"Clang!"
When Han Wenxin heard this, the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground, and he immediately stammered: "Mr. Zhou...Mr. Zhou, are what you said true or false?"
At this moment, Han Wenxin felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet directly to the sky, which felt like a chill.
"Why did I lie to you?"
When Zhou Xianming saw this, he cheered in his heart, but his face remained extremely serious.
"Wang He, Wang Zhiping!"
Hearing this, An Jing frowned immediately.
He remembered these two people very clearly. On the day he and Qingmei got married, Wang Zhiping came to make trouble.
Later, the ten tribes were wiped out by a group of mysterious masters.
Could it be that they were killed by people from the Demon Cult?
"me......"
I couldn't even speak any new Korean words, and my eyes were full of panic.
All the people from the Demon Cult are by my side!?
"thump!"
Thinking of this, Han Wenxin couldn't help but think of the deaths of Wang He and Wang Zhiping. His face turned pale and he sat down on the ground.
Zhou Xianming didn't expect Han Wenxin to be so unintimidated, and said quickly: "Captain Han, don't worry, it was all my guess. Wang He and Wang Zhiping should not be the perpetrators of the Demon Cult. After all, the Demon Cult has made a comeback, so it is not appropriate to be so public.
Moreover, it is common for many people in the world to imitate the Demon Cult’s murderous methods.”
An Jing also nodded. It is impossible for people from the Demon Cult to be so arrogant if they want to enter Dayan.
Just like this old boy Li Fuzhou, he still lives in his own home.
Han Wenxin blinked his eyes in shock, as if he hadn't recovered yet.
"Brother Han, what Mr. Zhou said is all speculation. Don't panic."
An Jing was also on the sidelines.
The leader of the Demon Sect is right next to you. What are you afraid of? If he wants to kill you, no one can stop him. It is your honor to die in his hands.
"I...I didn't panic, my legs just shook a little." Han Wenxin stood up tremblingly.
"Third Master, you see, I was right, Han Wenxin likes to brag."
An Jing said with a smile: "The Demon Sect is such a powerful force, who dares to touch it?"
"Demon cult?"
Li Fuzhou took a sip of his wine and finally became silent no longer. "They are indeed a bunch of lost dogs. What Captor Han said is right."
"Mr. Li, I didn't say this, please don't slander me." Han Wenxin immediately became anxious.
An Jing: "???"
Zhou Xianming: "???"
I am new to speaking in Korean, spitting out my words and nailing them...it seems like these words were still lingering in my ears just now.
"Don't be afraid, Capt. Han."
Li Fuzhou smiled and said: "We are all decent people, not demons from the demon sect. Their appearance in Dayan has nothing to do with us. How can we, a group of ordinary people, be treated?"
Seeing Li Fuzhou's words, An Jing frowned even deeper. What a treacherous Li Fuzhou.
"Yeah."
Han Wenxin nodded repeatedly and said: "Mr. Li is right. We are all decent people, not members of the Demon Cult. How can we come into contact with such a powerful force?"
"Stop talking about this, come and drink."
As he spoke, Han Wenxin filled himself up with wine, and his hand that raised the glass was still trembling.
"Come on, drink!"
Zhou Xianming also raised his glass.
"Uncle, let's have a drink together." Li Fuzhou looked at An Jing who was motionless.
"Third Master, please!"
........
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
The four of them were also drunk, and the woman playing the piano also left the stage.
The rise of drinking opened up their hearts and they talked more, especially Han Wenxin, who originally liked to talk nonsense and brag, but after drinking too much, he liked to talk nonsense even more.
He seemed to have completely forgotten the shock just now, and a bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I suddenly remembered something!"
At this time, Han Wenxin slapped himself on the face and said in shock: "My father said that tonight, he will marry me a young lady who is as beautiful as a flower and from a well-off family."
Maybe he was a little drunk, but this palm was slapped firmly on his face, and five bright red palm prints suddenly appeared.
An Jing was stunned when he heard this, as if there was such a thing.
She is as beautiful as a flower, and her family is well off...
Zhou Xianming listened and gloated: "Then it's gone?"
It would be a waste for such a good woman to marry Han Wenxin.
"I'm really not a human being."
Han Wenxin angrily scolded himself: "While drinking, I still thought about women."