"Not here?" The square-faced young man wearing a green singlet and carrying a black sword at his waist shouted in surprise. He frowned and asked, "Did he ever tell me the reason?"
"Wei Zeng, he just said 'not coming' and left. I couldn't catch him."
The square-faced young man was even more shocked: "Did you say or do something that was exposed?"
"Absolutely not! My lord."
"It's strange, are you so vigilant?" The young man muttered, waving his hand to signal the boy to go down, then turned around and hurriedly entered a small pavilion.
In the small pavilion, Feng Shuhu stood on a horse with a horizontal sword and sat astride a stool. Next to him stood a halberd whose tip had been ground to reflect light. On the other side, there was a strong man with beards, standing upright.
"Sir, no one is here. According to Xiao Wu's report, he may have noticed something."
Feng Shuhu's eyes were slightly closed and he said nothing.
The bearded man next to him said: "I'm afraid there is a problem in some link, sir. Either the relationship between the old man and Song Qu is not as close as we thought, or it was exposed from other places, making him feel in danger.
"
"Speak directly." Feng Shuhu said in a low voice.
"Oh. I still feel that the old guy from the Holy Academy is not of the same mind as us. He probably wants us to have a life-and-death fight with Teacher Zhou Xiaoxian so that he can profit from it. This time, it is possible that he deliberately let something slip.
!”
Feng Shuhu said nothing, straightened up, and went straight to the back door of the tea garden, "Ma Chen, tell your people to be stricter. I should still be in bed recovering from my injuries."
"Yes, sir." said the square-faced young man.
The bearded man quickly caught up and kept talking: "Sir, why is it so troublesome? According to my subordinates, there is no need for any arrangements or traps. The three of us attack together. Are we still afraid of an injured old man?"
As the voice faded away, Ma Chen looked at the untouched teapot and tea cup on the table, and sighed: "Two rough guys, they wasted a pot of good tea on me."
He sat on a stool and poured himself a drink.
…
"Green Leaf Gu Fang?"
Standing at the entrance of the tea garden, Xia Yi looked up at the signboard and murmured softly: "It's quite elegant."
Looking around, he grabbed a young man passing by and asked, "Young man, is this a tea garden? Do you know if tea is sold there?"
"Not sure."
After calling on several people, he finally got the answer.
"Selling tea? No, no, no, the owner of this tea house has a great background. He is the military commander of Lieyang City, Lord Ma Chen, a five-star Jade Heng level monk, and he can live to be two hundred years old!"
For ordinary people, what they care about most about monks is not who can smash a house with one punch, but the life span of the monks.
"Master Ma Chen loves tea. Many people know that this tea house has only been visited by the big shots in Lieyang City. Old man, if you want to buy tea, I recommend you..."
"Ok, thanks."
"You're welcome."
Dealing with the middle-aged man in front of him, Xia Yi stopped for a moment at the door of the tea garden, walked in, and called out: "Is anyone there?"
There was no one at the entrance of the tea house, so Xia Yi walked directly along a quiet path, greeting people as he walked. After dozens of steps, a figure flashed in front of him.
"Who..." As soon as he said these two words, the man suddenly stopped and looked at Xia Yi, his mouth wide open in shock, and he was at a loss for a moment!
It was the boy who went to invite Xia Yi earlier!
Xia Yi smiled happily when she saw him.
"I found you, okay, okay, I went right, you just left too fast. I was just making a little joke with you, Mr. Lord Xiong, how could I not come? He is still here, right?
, I see no one is going out on the other side of the gate. No, there shouldn’t be a back door to this tea house, right?"
It's because you walked too fast!
The boy looked slightly panicked and looked back hesitantly. Master Jiedushi had already left, but this old man came again. What should he do?
"Why, he left? Then why are you still here? Are you trying to trick me?"
"...No!" The boy thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and replied, "My lord is still in the teahouse."
"That's good, just lead the way."
"yes!"
Xia Yi followed the young man in Tsing Yi, stopping from time to time to look at the flowers and plants on the roadside. The young man was so anxious that he was sweating, but he didn't dare to speak to urge him.
"Why haven't I seen anyone along the way?"
Xia Yi's sudden question made him tremble again, and he replied after a long while: "Oh, this teahouse is not open to the public. It only receives a few guests including my family. It is not the time for the gardener and maid to work now, so it seems to be crowded.
few."
"I see."
Xia Yi said nothing and followed silently. The boy in Tsing Yi walked through the most painful and tense 100-meter road in his life until he approached a turning point.
He stretched out his hand and said in a loud voice: "Senior! You turn right in front, and there is a tea pavilion after walking a few dozen meters. Please wait there for a moment, and I will call my house! Mr. Lord Xiong!!"
…
"Cough——" In the tea pavilion, Ma Chen almost spit out a mouthful of tea, and opened his eyes in shock: "Xiao Wu, are you fucking trying to kill me?!"
He quickly tossed the tea in the teacup into a nearby bush, turned it upside down, hesitated for a moment, opened the teapot again, wiped a packet of powder from his sleeve and poured it into it, placed it safely, rolled out, and disappeared into the distance.
In the woods.
the other side.
"etc!"
Xia Yi suddenly stopped shouting, causing the boy's hurried steps to leave suddenly to freeze. He turned around and asked, "Senior, do you have anything else to do?"
Xia Yi smiled and said: "It's nothing. Look, why are you nervous? I don't eat people. Wipe the sweat quickly and don't catch a cold."
The boy quickly wiped away his sweat.
"Thank you for your concern, senior."
Watching the boy running away, Xia Yi smiled, turned around and followed the boy's instructions and turned right at the front intersection. Sure enough, he soon saw a tea pavilion.
After a while, he walked to the pavilion and saw two tea cups on a wooden table with their sides turned upside down. A delicate teapot in the middle had a trace of smoke coming out.
Looking around again, there are dense shrubs and flowers and grass, and there is the sound of water coming from further away. It is such a secluded place... where a murderer is buried!
Looking around, he sat on the wooden chair, opened the cup in front of him, poured himself a cup of tea, and slowly brought the cup to his mouth.
In the distance, behind the tree, Ma Chen clung to the tree as silently as a gecko. His eyes lit up when he saw this. He drank, and he actually dared to drink...
puff!!
The sound of spitting sounded, and Ma Chen's expression tensed up instantly, he had discovered it!
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Xiao Wu must have gone after Master Jiedushi, but now that the old man has discovered it, he might leave quickly. By then... I can't follow Jiedushi at all.
Let the adults explain!
At this moment, he felt like he was being roasted on a fire. There seemed to be nothing to struggle with or choose. He had no choice but to take action, and he had to stop Xia Yi!
With a clang, he drew his sword and came out of his body. He rolled out from behind the tree like a swimming dragon, pointed his long sword directly at Xia Yi, and rushed forward!
"Bah, bah, bah, it tastes really bad!"
Ma Chen suddenly paused!
Does it taste bad? He didn’t notice that I was poisoned?
The next second, he no longer had any luck.
Because Xia Yi was holding up his teacup in the distance, as if making a toast, and looked at him with a smile. The calmness in his eyes made Ma Chen feel like he was falling into the abyss!