big master, big liar

"Mr. Song?"

When everyone saw Song Xuan, most of them knew him. The half-faced student had dealt with him in the early years, and now they met each other, and they were even more surprised: "Mr. Song, didn't you go to Shengjing?"

For some reason, Song Xuan went to Shengjing and became a national teacher. Ordinary people don't know about this, but people like Sifang City know something inside.Deep down in their hearts, they were all secretly surprised that a golden phoenix flew out of Sifang City, a place full of people, and they didn't know if it was a real supernatural power or a daring clay bodhisattva.

Song Xuan said with a smile: "Someone went to Shengjing, and now he came back by order of the Holy One."

Ban Miansheng's eyes became sharper this time: "So, these Nantu people outside are all here for Mr.?"

Others don't know that he was born with a half-face, but Song Xuan knows that despite his half-scholar face, his heart is vicious and vicious.

He dares to make money that others dare not make, and he dares to kill people that others dare not kill. He has killed the people that others dare not kill.

It looks like a smiling face, but Sifang City is a tough one.

You see he said that he is a loyal person, but most of the people who really believed him went to hell to report.If Song Xuan said that this matter was caused by himself, then he could have tied him up and thrown him outside the city wall if he didn't have a clean face.

Song Xuansi widened his eyes when he heard this, and showed a smiling face: "This matter is caused by someone, but it is a great opportunity for you all."

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

"Mr. Song, you are boring—"

As soon as he said this, he heard a commotion from the crowd.

The people from Nantu are outside, whether they can wait for reinforcements or not, they are both talking about it, and what about the great opportunity, can't they be coaxed if they are fools?

At this moment, Song Xuan showed that look of God and God: "Everyone, do you know why I came here?"

"Song is now a national teacher anyway, and he came all the way. It can only be a major event about the rise and fall of the country." He pinched his fingers and half-closed his eyes, which was really calculating. "Our Sifang City is a dragon vein, and a dragon cauldron is buried at the head of the dragon."

After hearing the beginning, everyone felt a little familiar, and then thought about it, Ji Yunxi hadn't ascended the throne at the beginning of the year, didn't Sifang City have such absurd stories everywhere?

Ban Miansheng couldn't help but sneer: "Mr. Song, are you out of words? Even the storyteller's job is about to be taken away."

"I'm not joking," Song Xuan said with a smile. "The people from Nantu came here to seize the dragon cauldron and destroy the dragon veins—do you know how to destroy the dragon veins?"

How do people know.

I saw Song Xuan's eyes showing a gloomy air, and his voice was lowered by three points: "I want blood."

"The blood of a city."

Even the half-faced students were fooled by him, but fortunately, he reacted quickly: "Mr. Song really became a national teacher, and he made such a trick that I will talk nonsense when I come to the head. What evidence is there?"

"Without evidence, how dare I talk nonsense." Song Xuan took out something from his arms and put it in front of everyone. "Where is Fengyuejiang? You let him come out and have a look."

A short man with a white beard emerged from the crowd. He had smiling eyes and a white beard. From a distance, he thought he was a hunchbacked little old man, but when he got closer, there was not even half a crease on his face. No.

This man is called Fengyuejiang, the number one expert in the Huomen business, that is, the master of counterfeiting.From utensils and ceramics to calligraphy and painting, there is nothing he can't forge, and he is good at painting erotic palaces, which is why he has the nickname Fengyuejiang.

Therefore, it can be regarded as the number one Hanlin in Sifang City.

He himself is as timid as a mouse, he only dares to eat handicrafts, and has many disciples, but he is not a big villain. When Song Xuan mentioned his name, he walked forward slowly.

What Song Xuan threw was a dagger.

Fengyue Jiang touched the dagger and looked at it carefully.

Half of the face asked with a sinister look: "What is this thing?"

Fengyue Jiang trembled, hesitated for a while, and dared not speak.

Song Xuan looked indifferent: "You tell the truth."

"Looking at the workmanship pattern, this should be the belongings of the High Priest Nantu." Fengyuejiang said hesitantly.

"I took this from Mr. Nanrong that day." Song Xuan said slowly. "Who is Mr. Nan Rong, you should still remember?"

In the name of His Majesty, Mr. Nan Rong was domineering and disturbing the wind and rain that day. Everyone still remembered that if Song Xuan hadn't driven them away, they might not have had a good life.

It's just that what method Song Xuan used, how he got rid of this person, and what kind of identity Nan Rong Jun is, no one knows until now.

But now in Song Xuan's mouth, all these things are connected in series: Mr. Nanrong is the high priest of Nantu, and he came to Sifang City at the beginning for the dragon vein.Now people from Nantu traveled thousands of miles away to seize the dragon cauldron and destroy the dragon veins.

Most of these desperadoes, who are in the middle of life and death, are afraid of ghosts and gods, especially those who walk darts and cut paths, and often involve their lives.

Letting Song Xuan say this now, he is really a little dubious.

Only half-faced students are still skeptical: "Mr. Song, what you said is a one-sided statement after all. Even with this dagger, it is difficult to verify."

"All of you here are brothers from Sifang City, Song has already treated each other frankly." Song Xuan's expression was sincere. "If you don't believe me, Song has nothing to do."

"But someone from Song reminds you that if you protect the dragon's veins today, it will be considered a great achievement. If you want to wash your hands in the future, or let your children and grandchildren go the wrong way, it will be helpful." Song Xuan smiled. speak.

"But letting the Tu people destroy the dragon veins and kill the common people, wouldn't it be of any benefit to you?"

He is too clear about the thoughts of these people, these people are rooted in Sifang City, the people of Sifang City are protected by them, and they also rely on the offerings of the people of Sifang City.If Sifang City is destroyed, they will go out to wander and live a life of licking blood.

No one is happy to make such a result.

Everyone whispered, and seemed to be vaguely shaken.

Only the half-faced student still felt something was wrong, frowning vaguely, thinking about the loopholes in Song Xuan's words.But after hearing a loud thunderclap, he yelled: "Momochiji, Sifang City is my playground, how can you allow a dog to show off his might!"

A nine-foot-tall man with a beard like a beard rushed into the door. Half of his face was tattooed with strange red lines, he was holding a heavy and fierce giant blade, his arm muscles were bulging with veins, and he sneered: "Mr. Song! You Just say that, I see who dares to have half a word!"

When Ban Mian Sheng saw this person, he lost his temper.

Qin Fengtu.

Half of the casinos in Sifang City are opened by him, the number one loyalty and pride, and the number one fierce person.

Half-faced people who would never provoke.

This time he intentionally didn't call Qin Fengtu here, and he knew that Song Xuan had deliberately found someone to bring this hot-blooded reckless man here.

Sure enough, behind Qin Fengtu, there were two brothers, Chang Feng and Chang Yu, smiling at Song Xuan.

With Qin Fengtu at the beginning, everyone who was still hesitant at the beginning has now settled down and promised to fight the enemy together with the officers and soldiers of Sifang City.

"Now we are outnumbered," Ji Yunqi looked at Song Xuan, "Does Mr. Song have any good strategies?"

It was Song Xuan's idea to find these people.

After abolishing such vigorous lobbying, Song Xuan certainly had a plan in mind.

Song Xuan was silent for a moment, then smiled: "I have a plan for a long time, and the soldiers are making dangerous moves, but everyone needs to cooperate."

"I mean...let them in."