Chapter 10: The Mysterious Clues and Mysterious Fog Emerge
On the luxurious painted boat on the outskirts of Lanling City, the colorful silks are like smoke, the music and songs are not falling, the strings, strings and bamboos are intertwined with each other, and people are talking and laughing.
The place is lively every day and never stops.
Several horsemen and horses came from a distance riding on the flowing fragrance. The girl sitting in the middle pouted her lips impatiently and waved her hand to stop everyone: "Let's play later, those annoying people are here again."
When the people and horses approached, the girl realized that the people who came today were a little different from the past. The man with beautiful crimson eyes was riding behind, and the leader was a handsome man wearing a black suit with a cold look on his face.
"I told you that my master is not here, do you bother coming here every day?" The girl dropped the sheng in her hand, showing no intention of welcoming the guests.
"Miss Yuan, this is the master of our pavilion. Today he came specially to visit Mr. Gusu." Xiao Qian stepped forward and bowed.
He shouldn't be so respectful to this little girl based on his age, but she has a special status and is the only person who can contact Mr. Gusu. In order to find a way to save the young lady as soon as possible, Xiao Gan is willing to endure any hardship and insult. Endure, let alone how many times you have to endure?
Wei Moyan looked at the mess on the ground, but there was no expression in his eyes, and he just nodded slightly in greeting.
"The Pavilion Master of Poyue Pavilion?" Yuan tilted her head and looked at him for a moment before shrugging, "It seems he is not as annoying as the rumors say. Come in, let's have a cup of tea first."
This painting boat is called the Gusu Painting Box, and the person Wei Moyan came here to find is naturally the Gusu Xianggong who knows all the secrets of the world. He really couldn't wait for the one month limit, so he took advantage of the fact that there was nothing in the pavilion and simply explained it to him. Xiao Qian and Ghost Shadow came here together. Regardless of whether Mr. Gusu was here or not, they at least wanted to determine when the answer would come.
"My master's whereabouts are always elusive. We agreed early on to raise the issue and pay the reward. News will naturally come out in a month. Why are you so anxious?"
In the painted boat, Yuan served the hot tea politely despite her reluctance, half-kneeling in front of the tea table and pouring it into the cup carefully. The singers and dancers who had just been laughing together all stepped aside and whispered, and the ghostly figure Shao Jinhou glanced at him coldly. , everyone stopped talking.
After a round of tea, Wei Moyan still had no intention of leaving. Yuan couldn't help but feel a little impatient, and kept moving her hands up and down the table.
"Miss Yuan, why don't you invite Mr. Gusu to come out to meet you? It would be rude to refuse to welcome guests when they come to visit you." Her tone was calm and calm, but Yuan's face was shocked.
"I already told you that my master is not here, so why does the mighty martial arts leader refuse to leave?"
The black figure stood up, looking at a picture of a beauty on the wall with his hands behind his hands, but his words were completely different from what he was saying to the panic-stricken girl behind him: "Xiangong Gusu has been famous for more than 20 years, and he never fails to trust anyone." , Wei Moyan has always wanted to meet the martial arts genius who never shows up, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to touch you today?"
Suddenly, a chuckle came from the inner hall of the boat, followed by the rustling of clothes, and a clear male voice came from far away, as clear as jade: "It is said that Lord Wei is extremely talented, extremely beautiful, and endowed with extraordinary talents. When I see him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation. If I It would be too stingy to avoid him any longer."
The beaded curtain rises and falls, and the man with beautiful eyes all over his body has a fair face, slender eyebrows and flowing eyes. He looks like he is in his mid-twenties, but he has the appearance of a woman.
"Master." Yuan bowed and saluted, with a hint of grievance on her pretty face.
"Yuan, I can't blame you. There are very few people in this world who can hide from Leader Wei. Go and change the pot of tea."
With a faint smile on his lips, Wei Moyan turned around and sat back at the tea table, flicking the rim of the cup with his long fingers: "With Mr. Gusu's ability, it is not difficult to get the world's secrets without leaving home, I just I just want to ask a simple question, why delay it so long?"
"It's not that I deliberately delay, I'm just too interested in the new alliance leader who has overturned the martial arts structure in four years, and I can't help but want to take this opportunity to have a close relationship."
"Friendship can be formed at any time, but my problem is urgent and cannot be delayed any longer." The smile suddenly disappeared, and a coldness suddenly appeared in those deep eyes, "Besides the Poison King Valley, where else can I kill the Blood Hell Dragon? Chi Minling’s poison?”
Mr. Gusu did not dare to neglect him. He had long heard that the master of the Poyue Pavilion had an unstable temperament and a murderous nature. He turned into a human being and a demon during the battle at Liyou Valley. He should not be too offended before he understood clearly.
"Don't be impatient, Alliance Leader Wei. I do already know the answer, but it may not be what you want when I say it."
With this response, the answer is almost certain. Leng Su's figure did not change at all, but behind him, Xiao Qian let out a barely audible sigh, and the look of disappointment in his eyes was difficult to conceal.
Except for the Poison King Valley, no one can detoxify Xia Qingluan from the strange poison.
"In this case, Wei Moyan doesn't want to disturb you anymore, so I'll take my leave."
Qiluo Chongshan, who was wearing a jingle ring, took his seat behind him calmly, and said in a clear voice with charm and softness: "Wait a minute, doesn't Leader Wei want to ask a more meaningful question - what exactly is the mystery?"
The departure steps suddenly stopped.
"She doesn't even know, how do you get the answer?"
"This is a secret and cannot be spread outside, but if it's you, it doesn't matter." Xianggong Gusu raised his glass with his slender fingers, regardless of whether the person with his back to him saw the bow, "It can be inferred that I have not left my mother-in-law." Su Huaxiang, then Alliance Leader Wei must have guessed that Mr. Gusu is not the only one. More than ten years ago, another Mr. Gusu had a relationship with Yue Lao. The mystery came from Yue Lao himself. Hongxian did not What I know may not be unknown to me. So, does Leader Wei want this answer?"
The mystery is the cause of the bloody storms in the world, the culprit that keeps Xia Qingluan in danger and turmoil, the source of all evil that even its owner does not know. If you know the secret of the mystery, you may be able to figure it out Find a way to destroy it and prevent Xia Qingluan from getting into trouble because of it.
"What do you want? I don't think it's just a thousand taels of gold."
Mr. Gusu's rosy face dropped slightly, his smile was bright, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Leader Wei is extremely smart, I admire you. My request is not high, it is just a question."
"Say." Wei Moyan's voice was cold. He hated being threatened, and he also hated making equal exchanges with others.
"I would like to ask Alliance Leader Wei, is there a place for me in Poyue Pavilion?"
Xiao Qian and Guiying were stunned. They did not expect that the request made by Mr. Gusu would be such a request. It was indeed more valuable than a thousand taels of gold. However, the pavilion master always hated arrogant people who used mysteries and secrets as bargaining chips to threaten them. How could the Pavilion Master agree?
The black man was silent for a long time, and finally did not look back.
"Master, didn't you say that Poyue Pavilion has reached its peak and can no longer develop? Why do you still want to succumb to others?" Looking at the three horsemen going away, Yuan looked at Xianggong Gusu in confusion.
"He is not a man who is easy to see through, but he is a man who is very difficult to defeat." The Xianggong of Gusu, who was sipping jasmine-scented tea and looking as feminine as a woman even without makeup, smiled inexplicably, and curled up his delicate fingertips. She has bright and soft black hair and a light gaze, "I want to see with my own eyes whether anyone in the world can defeat him."
The painting boat here is far away from the seven-story Zhu Pavilion outside the city, and only vague shadows can be seen outside the mist. There are more than a dozen top masters in the world gathered there, as well as a dragon among men who has never suffered a defeat and no one can figure it out.
, however, it is still unknown how long the number one title can be maintained.
"Yuan, he will come back. He can do a lot for Xiao Qingluan. But I don't know how long the tranquility in the Poison King Valley can be maintained. Mr. Ye Tan, maybe I will never have the chance to see him again.
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The slender hand held the harp and plucked it lightly, all sixteen strings were broken.