A teahouse two streets away from Chenghuang Temple.

The teahouse was not open today. The doors and windows on the second floor were closed, and all the chairs were turned over and placed on the Eight Immortals table.

A tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a hat was sitting cross-legged in the corner.

——He sat directly on the floor, and there was a porcelain cup full of tea in front of him.

The cup is made of coarse porcelain, and the leaves are broken into pieces floating in the tea.

It is difficult to see this weird guy staring at the porcelain cup at first glance, whether from the window or the entrance of the stairs.

The noise outside gradually became louder, and there seemed to be many people running.

"The fight started... the blacksmith shop... the bandits in the rivers and lakes..."

The vague words came in through the window, the roof tiles creaked, and the downstairs screamed in panic.

Someone jumped to the roof of the second floor of the teahouse, and stepped on the tiles and sliding, as if he was very heavy. He walked around the roof at an extremely fast speed, observing the situation in all directions, as if he had lost someone, trying to find the other party's trace again.

Screams came from afar again.

The person on the roof stepped on his foot in anger, jumped up and left the teahouse.

From beginning to end, the hat man sitting cross-legged on the floor did not move. He just looked up at the beams coldly as the tiles were sliding.

Gradually, the noise in the distance slowly subsided, and the porcelain cup in front of the man in the hat still did not shake at all.

"Miss Liu failed."

There was no vibration, and the prepared thunder and fire thunder tube was not exploded.

The man in the hat half closed his eyes and sighed.

He stood up slowly, stopped looking at the porcelain cup, and stepped downstairs.

The light shining through the gap in the window slowly reflected on his face. First, it was his firm and angular chin, a layer of green stubble, and then the straight and ruthless corners of his mouth.

He is not like a swordsman, and there is a masked scarf under the hat. A normal hat can only cover half of his face.

At the entrance of the stairs, there were two servants dressed in teahouses. They bowed their backs and immediately called "master" when they saw people coming down.

They were extremely respectful when they spoke and did not dare to look up.

"Where is Sun Xi?" The man in the hat's voice was extremely light, like a gust of wind gently blowing across his ears.

The two servants' shoulders trembled slightly, and their foreheads were sweating profusely.

A large amount of sweat that poured out even fell on the floor in front of them.

At this moment, a respectful call saved the two servants.

"Forgive me, lord, I don't know that my lord has arrived, but my subordinates have neglected it."

Manager Sun happened to step into the teahouse. His face looked extremely ugly and he was a little uneasy.

Manager Sun quickly walked to the man in the hat and bowed deeply and said ashamed: "My subordinates were not concerned and missed important information, so they were passive everywhere, destroying the foundation of Run County and the best time to get rid of Fengxing Pavilion."

The man in the hat waved his hand first, and then said, "The crowd of Fengxing Pavilion is a mess. It doesn't matter when it will be eradicated. You have been running Runxian for many years without any credit and hard work. Even if it is destroyed, I will not blame you. Dewei, do you know what the real mistake is?"

Manager Sun felt a trembling and rolled over his back quickly, knowing that if this question is not answered well, he will be finished.

"Report to the lord, my subordinates... I made my lord lose a peerless knife."

"Oh, I know you and Li Song look down on him."

The man in the hat was still calm. When the shopkeeper Sun closed his eyes, he dared not hide it anymore and whispered: "After your sword fell into Fengxing Pavilion, his subordinates did not rescue him, but instead launched an attack directly. It was his subordinate's fault."

Blast the workshop that made A Furong, give up Runxian... These can all be found from the perspective of taking the overall situation into consideration, but this one cannot do it.

Even if the fine works lurking in Fengxing Pavilion gave the swordsman a hint and a direction for escape, there was no one.

The real centrifugation of swordsmen starts with burning Ganquan soup.

The man from the hat sighed long: "I know you think he is stupid and stupid, and he has been deducting the amount of Wangyou pill used to control the killer of Piaoping Pavilion, locking the group of killers underground and watching them tightly, so that you can't use it..."

"Master!"

When Manager Sun heard this, he couldn't help but interrupt the man in the hat. He broke out in cold sweat and tried his best to defend himself: "He made Piaoping Pavilion like that. This person is really incompetent, and it has also vain for the lord's thoughts."

Piaoping Pavilion could have caused even greater storms in the world, and Manager Sun could also use this killer organization to do more things, but unfortunately he met the fool, the swordsman! This man stayed in the grave and did not come out. He practiced swords all day long and did not care about other things. Manager Sun could not "get to know" him, nor could he "use" him.

He was obviously one of the forces under the lord's command, but he couldn't get any advantage. He had to work hard to deliver pills regularly and day by day, and sent the tyrants to be thugs for others, and worked like grandsons. The swordsman didn't even know his name, let alone appreciate his kindness. The four words "Shopkeeper Sun" and "Renren" did not match him, how could he not complain?

The man in the hat looked at Manager Sun in a steady manner.

The latter's waist and back were stretched straight, and he said respectfully: "Lord, there are many good knives in this world. Maybe it's difficult to find a sharper knife than this knife, but I don't know how many more convenient it is! I must have found a suitable knife for the lord!"

"very good."

The man in the hat turned around and walked out.

Manager Sun quickly followed and reported carefully: "The person who kidnapped Li Song has been confirmed..."

"Oh? Is it because you sent an undercover agent in Fengxing Pavilion, or the Miss Liu who just failed?" asked the man in the hat.

Manager Sun's face turned blue and white, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If the Chu National Master is still alive, he is already nearly ninety years old. Although this person's identity is confirmed by Fengxing Pavilion, there are still some rumors in the world, and even the changes in Taijing several months ago are related to this person. However, there are many people in the world who have passed down the names of the generals from generation to generation in this world. That is the case with the thief Li Kongkong. His subordinates only want to know whether he... is really Meng Qi himself."

"Now you know."

The breath in the teahouse became extremely stagnant, and the two servants were almost unable to breathe, and their faces began to turn blue.

The man in the hat turned around slowly, and his tone showed anger for the first time: "Miss Liu and others have practiced the Konghua Formation for twenty years. They have worked hard to find people who are suitable for contacting this martial arts, and they have a full understanding. Now that people are gone, twenty years of hard work are in vain! Sun Xi and Sun Dewei! I have always relied on you, is this the reward you give me?"

Manager Sun knelt on the ground with a thump, unable to express his pain in his heart.

Lady Liu lives near the Chenghuang Temple, not to monitor Wang Blacksmith. Wang Blacksmith has not had such a big face, and today's incident is a coincidence.

Meng Qi and the other two carried a body to the blacksmith shop. Then Meng Qi wore Qiu Weishi's robe without any concealment and swaggered across the market. With his appearance, it was hard for Miss Liu to not pay attention. The Chenghuang Temple is mixed with fish and dragons, and there are many outsiders. They already have people in their hands. When they saw Meng Qi going in and out of the snack shop, they went around the county government, so how could they not be suspicious? Besides, the gate of Run County was still blocked, and this person who suddenly appeared went to the "blacksmith shop related to swordsmen", and his identity was obvious.

It was the one who disrupted the situation last night and kidnapped Li Zhubo!

When Manager Sun received this information, he was worried.

He didn't know that Li Zhubo was dead.

But what the other party will do next, Manager Sun can calculate.

——Because he would do this if he had changed.

On the surface, Manager Sun abandoned him and blew up all the clues that could be exposed. He also disguised the Sun family as one of the wealthy families who fled last night. However, there were still many things he could not take away, such as the people in the government, the soldiers with problems in the barracks, and the forces hiding on the streets like Liu Niangzi.

These people may not know much about Lizhu Bo, and it will take some effort to arrest him. Meng Qi was determined to remove the fire from the underworld. Didn’t the Sun family slander Fengxingge and collude with bandits to attack the county town? This crime can be relegated to the Sun family, and it depends on how to use Lizhu Bo.

The Li Zhubo, who is alive, can quibble, and it is easier to use if the dead are dead. He cut off his head or throws the body directly into the county magistrate's bedroom, disguised himself as a bandit leader, saying that the person who made the deal with the bandits was Li Zhubo. Now he went back on his word and killed him. He then asked for property fiercely, scared the county magistrate to death and then ran away when the yamen soldiers surrounded him.

If you go back to the barracks and make trouble, let alone the county magistrate, even the county magistrate will be suspicious.

Why can someone be free to enter and exit the heavily guarded barracks? No one is involved in bandits?

No evidence is needed. As long as they are strictly investigated, the people they placed in the barracks will be temporarily abolished. If Meng Qi is very good at taking empty wages from the barracks, no matter how clever they are, there is a possibility of being discovered. Removing all the people is equivalent to not asking for help, which attracts the attention of Qi Dynasty.

That's all, mainly because Manager Sun found out based on the reports of the undercover agent from Fengxing Pavilion that the person who was disrupting the situation was most likely the Chu Dynasty's national commander.

In today's world, whether it is Qi Dynasty, Chu, or Holy Lotus Altar, the fear of this name is not as deep as that of the people of Xiliang.

There are no records in the classics, and there are no rumors in the world.

Therefore, no one knows that the State Church of Xiliang State is also a gathering of masters, Mojieti Temple, which is enough to compete with the sects of the martial arts world, was destroyed by one person.

"Lord's face..." Manager Sun forced himself to make a fuse and recounted his difficulties with the situation at that time. "At first, my subordinates didn't believe it. When they sat in the barracks, they saw that the other party regarded Xuanwu killing formation as nothing, and kidnapped Li Song, they knew something was wrong and directly used the trick they thought they wouldn't use and blew up the underground workshop. When Lady Liu came to report, his subordinates felt that they could not let Li Song reveal more news, so they made up their minds. Not only did they send Lady Liu, they also prepared many thunder and fire thunder pipes, which the lord should have heard of. In fact, my subordinates' original intention was to let people test the depth, fight when they could fight, and leave when they saw that the situation was not good..."

Manager Sun was trembling and the fire was not blown, and anyone could hear it.

But he was really wronged. He looked down on the swordsman and Li Song, but he had no intention of sending Miss Liu and others to death.

"Meng Qi broke into Mojieti Temple and was trapped by the Konghua Formation for three days. Even if he broke the formation, it took half an hour to break it. Although Niang Liu's martial arts skills were not as good as those of the monks who protected the temple back then, it was only half a quarter of an hour, and with the help of Thunder and Fire and Thunderbolt, the blacksmith shop was even more in a small place and it was difficult to perform light skills... No matter what, it shouldn't be... the entire army was destroyed..."

If it is true, people who are almost ninety years old will have a purer internal strength, but their muscles and bones are not as good as those when they were young, and their eyesight is high without any use, and they cannot match their hands and feet.

If he is the descendant of Meng Qi, even if he has learned the method of breaking the formation, this is different from the Qimen Dunjia. It is not a military formation and requires masters to practice hard for many years. Could it be that Meng Qi can still find someone who is proficient in the Konghua formation to feed his disciples?

***

A messy blacksmith shop everywhere.

Lady Liu struggled from the ground with a distorted expression. She realized that Manager Sun had something to hide from her.

"Who are you? Where did you know the name of Konghua Formation, and when... have you been to Mojieti Temple?"

Other masters of Xiliang also showed horror.

It is because Mojieti Temple was gone more than 40 years ago.

With the Kings of Xiliang together, they turned into ashes.

The exercises they practiced were books preserved underground in special ways. Only after ten years of their destruction did someone dig out.

This man actually said that he had seen the Konghua formation formed by the monks of the Mojiti Temple?

Moji nominated Sanskrit, meaning a place without worries. The state religion of Xiliang belongs to the Buddhist Buddhism, which has evolved into a single branch after several years. It has transformed from the thirteen heavenly demonic self-attachment in the "Lingyun Sutra", and even surpasses the martial arts of the Central Plains name of Shahenhengchang Temple. It is only because it is outside the pass for many years and has little reputation in the Central Plains. However, real masters all know the great martial arts of the monks in Mojiti Temple.

The Konghua Formation is the unique skill of Mojieti Temple. From beginning to end, only one person has broken it.

"Can you be Meng Qi, the national teacher of the Chu Dynasty..."
To be continued...