Chapter 65 Market News

Recalling what happened last night, Wu Fengyu was shocked and scared, not knowing why he was suddenly attacked.

After being stunned for a moment, he quickly felt his body and found that he had not lost anything except his nightgown, and there were no special scars.

"What on earth is going on?" He was extremely confused and panicked. When he looked up, he suddenly saw a familiar face frowning and looking at him.

Zhu Mingyuan... Wu Fengyu was shocked. This was the companion he wanted to kill last night.

Zhu Mingyuan had a serious face and said with a smile: "Old Wu, why are you sleeping here? Was it driven out by your wife?"

"I drank too much last night, and my coat was taken away by those stinky beggars!" Wu Fengyu said with a grin, and suddenly a terrible idea came to his mind. Could it be that what happened to him last night was a warning, warning himself not to attack Zhu Mingyuan's family?

After having this idea, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. He looked at Zhu Mingyuan with a little more caution. Is there a master behind him?

Zhu Mingyuan looked at the long sword next to Wu Fengyu that had not been lost, and sneered: "It seems that the loss of the darts has made you very distressed, old Wu, and I don’t know how to face Master You San?"

"Alas..." Wu Fengyu could only sigh for a long time, and only he himself understood the meaning.

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When it was dawn, Meng Qi found a dilapidated temple to hang up a sign, and then slept for a long time to recover from mental fatigue and physical injuries.

It was not until noon that he went out leisurely, with a sword on his waist, and randomly found a restaurant that looked lively, and slowly walked in.

"Little Master, you are at the right place. The vegetarian dishes in our Jueshanlou are the best in the city..." As soon as he entered the door, the waiter greeted him enthusiastically and introduced it to him.

"Amitabha, find a quieter place for me, and four more vegetarian dishes." Meng Qi didn't have a special love for vegetarian dishes, so he wasn't picky. He went out mainly to listen to the news in the market. From the attitude of the waiter, it can be seen that the monks here seem to have abstained from meat and fish, so there is no need to attract attention when asking for information.

"Okay!" The waiter shouted in a long voice, "One guest, four vegetarian dishes..."

While shouting, he led Meng Qi to a corner, took off the white towel on his shoulder, and wiped the table again.

After Meng Qi sat down, he pretended to close his eyes and rest, listening carefully to the conversation of the idle people nearby.

"Have you heard? Jin Ancheng of Tianxianglou is dead!"

"What? 'Yan Luo Chasing Hand' is dead?"

Feeling the astonishment of his companions and the concentration of attention of the people nearby, the first person to speak said complacently: "Can this be false? My brother-in-law is a constable in the police station. Last night, he followed Chief Constable Fei to examine Jin Ancheng's body."

Hearing this, Meng Qi was slightly puzzled. Fei Zhengqing wanted to conceal the cause of Jin Ancheng's death?

"How can I not believe you? I just feel very emotional. Jin Ancheng's nickname 'Yan Luo Chasing Hand' was piled up with human lives, but he himself escaped death many times. I thought he could live in peace and wealth until the end of his life, but who knew he was still one step short. God will repay you, and karma will come true." A fat man dressed as a businessman said with a little joy.

"There are very few people like them who can spend their old age in bed..."

"Hehe, there will be some trouble in Tianxianglou now. The Jin brothers are not easy to deal with."

The drinkers and idlers around who heard the news whispered.

The fat man dressed as a merchant asked: "Brother Cao, do you know how Jin Ancheng died?"

The gossiper called Brother Cao coughed twice, and under the eager gaze, he slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip, and then said with a pretentious tone: "He was killed by the 'Shen Monkey' among the 'Twelve Beasts'."

"What? Twelve Beasts?"

"Shen Monkey?"

A series of terrified and stunned cries sounded, as if the twelve beasts were evil ghosts who wanted to take lives and the source of nightmares.

Meng Qi curled his lips. It seemed that Fei Zhengqing put the blame for Jin Ancheng's death on himself to cover up the black shadow that seemed to be the remnant of the Snow God Palace. What was his purpose in doing this?

After a while, the merchant calmed down and said, "Brother Cao? Is it really the Monkey King among the twelve beasts? Jin Ancheng is also a well-known master in our southern five provinces. There are not many people who can kill him."

The twelve beasts' previous battle records were mixed. Some were almost suspected to be masters, while others had never killed masters of Jin Ancheng's level. The Monkey King belonged to the latter category, so everyone was suspicious. Whenever the twelve beasts took action, as long as they were not hasty and urgent, they would leave a mark, so that they would have the reputation of shocking people.

"There was a monkey face left at the scene, and Jin Ancheng was also killed by a knife..." Brother Cao described the details.

Killed by a knife? This was probably to cover up the sword wound on the throat... Meng Qi smiled as the waiter brought up the vegetarian dishes. He picked up his chopsticks and tasted them. They were delicious. Well, eating vegetarian dishes occasionally can be considered as cleaning the stomach.

After a burst of gasps, there were constant whispers:

"Aren't the Twelve Beasts too scary? Even the Lord of the Golden Tower was killed by them..."

"Yes, I have always heard that the Twelve Beasts are the most bizarre, mysterious and terrifying organization in the world. I didn't believe it, but today I see that it is worthy of its reputation!"

"They dare to commit crimes in Tianding City. Aren't they afraid of angering the Lord of the City?"

"It is said that Chen Long and Zi Shu may be masters. The Twelve Beasts are fearless!"

"Tsk, not to mention Chenlong and Zishu, I'm afraid Shenhou's strength is not bad either. Jin Ancheng has always been among the top twenty masters in our Tianding City and in the five southern provinces. Shenhou can easily kill If you lose him, he will probably be no less powerful than Mr. Fei."

"Whatever, it's not something we can provoke anyway."

During the exchange, their fear of the twelve beasts and Shen Monkey deepened several levels.

"I wonder why Shenhou wanted to kill Jin Ancheng?" the fat merchant asked curiously.

Brother Cao sneered and said: "The Twelve Beasts never reveal their missions, but Mr. Fei suspects that it is related to the previous case of Mr. Duan Mingcheng's disappearance. Maybe there is some big secret hidden in this matter."

Everyone had different opinions on the case of Duan Mingcheng's disappearance, which did not give Meng Qi any inspiration, so he slowly tasted the vegetarian food, paid and left the restaurant, heading towards the water gate in the north of the city.

The information provided by "Mr. Xianyin" Duan Xiangfei also contained information about the remnants of the Snow God Palace. It seemed that he had secretly investigated it before.

The remnant of the Snow God Palace discovered by Duan Xiangfei is named Wu Cheng. He is the owner of a northern goods shop near Shuimen. He usually lives in seclusion, but he likes to associate with poor people such as trackers.

After passing the Jinshui Bridge, there is the most prosperous area of ​​Tianding City. The street where Tianxiang Tower is located is located in it, but Meng Qi did not pass through there, but went around far away.

In the "Nanbeitong" grocery store, Meng Qi held a string of sandalwood beads, rubbed them carefully, smiled and said to the shopkeeper: "This string of beads is pretty good, but I wonder if there are any better ones?"

"Better?" The shopkeeper looked Meng Qi up and down. He was dressed like an ordinary monk. How much better could he afford?

Meng Qi took out a handful of broken silver from his body, and the shopkeeper immediately smiled: "It's better, please let me invite the owner."

This is a method Duan Xiangfei has tried. Once the goods exceed a certain value, the shopkeeper cannot make a decision on his own. Wu Cheng will come out in person, and Meng Qi just follows the same example.

After a while, a man in his thirties who had ordinary facial features and stood out from everyone came out. He held a string of Buddhist beads with a smile and handed them to Meng Qi: "Little Master, this is made of agarwood from the South China Sea. It has the function of meditation." Regulate your Qi.”

Meng Qi rubbed the beads, and felt the fragrance fragrant, strong but not cloying, making people feel peaceful and calm.

"Yes, I didn't expect that in addition to products from the North, your shop also has Buddhist beads from the South China Sea." Meng Qi asked casually.

Wu Cheng kept smiling: "If the north and south are connected, it is natural to connect the north and the south. Are you satisfied, young master?"

"I'm very satisfied." Meng Qi felt that this was good for his practice, and he didn't object to buying it. After looking Wu Cheng up and down, he said solemnly: "Donor, this poor monk sees that you are covered with dark clouds, and there will be trouble in the near future. "

The smile on Wu Cheng's face disappeared immediately, and he wanted to give the crow-mouthed monk in front of him a slap. Humph, he was a charlatan. If he believed it, he would definitely turn the prayer beads into the key to solving disasters.

He lowered his face and said, "Wu has never believed in immortals and Buddhas. Please come back, little master."

Meng Qi didn't say much, and smiled so much that Wu Cheng turned around and left.

Under normal circumstances, if someone doesn't believe him, he will be scolded at least a few times. However, Wu Cheng deliberately kept a low profile, which made him appear suspicious. It would be inconvenient during the day and he would come back to explore at night.

After wandering on the street for a while, Meng Qi returned to the ruined temple where the orders were placed. Before he could get closer, he saw Zhang Zongxian pacing back and forth there.

"Donor Zhang, do you need help from the poor monk?" Meng Qi walked up.

Zhang Zongxian was startled and said: "Master Zhending, City Lord Cui invites you to go to the mansion for a while."

"City Lord Cui?" Meng Qi was slightly surprised, not expecting it to happen so quickly.

Zhang Zongxian said with a bitter look on his face: "Because Shenhou appeared again and killed Master Jinlou. Master, you have had a fight with him. Therefore, City Master Cui and Mr. Fei would like to ask you to ask if they can find him." Get a clue."

"Shenhou shows up again? He was stabbed by the poor monk, and his injuries were serious!" Meng Qi looked frightened. This was a reaction he had already considered.

Zhang Zongxian looked at Meng Qi with a slightly strange look: "Master, I don't think it's the same. Even if that knife can't kill Shen Hou, I'm afraid it can make him lie down for ten days and a half. Could it be that someone is pretending?"

"Maybe Shenhou is also practicing kung fu, but the poor monk failed to notice it." Meng Qi said it in one sentence, then asked Zhang Zongxian, "Donor Zhang, can you tell Cui the details of the fight between the poor monk and Shenhou?" City Lord?"

If Zhang Zongxian told Cui Xu, Fei Zhengqing and others that he had outstanding swordsmanship, had martial arts similar to boy's skill, and almost killed Shen Monkey, then Fei Zhengqing, an old gangster and an old catcher, would know everything with his toes. Shenhou last night was pretending to be himself.

Zhang Zongxian shook his head: "This is the Master's secret. I don't dare to speak nonsense. Therefore, I was too panicked at the time. I only saw the Master's last knife slashing Shen Hou's belly. Well, I and my wife did not know about the treasure map." I revealed it to the city lord, and all I got was the transcript."

Meng Qi took a deep look at Zhang Zongxian. Seeing his calm eyes, he sighed and said, "I will follow Donor Zhang to the City Lord's Mansion."

For people like Gu Xiaosang, Zhang Zongxian and his wife would have died a hundred times because they had to prevent the secret from being leaked, but they couldn't do it. Anyway, the main task has been taken over. As long as Duan Mingcheng's whereabouts are found, is there any Shen Hou? The identity is considered complete, so if Zhang Zongxian and his wife are accidentally leaked, it will be fine, but they will not be able to find opportunities to complete side tasks.