Jianghu chaos

Hearing this, Hua Juyue was a little shaken: "Is it really not what Chaowen would do?"

Ye Fushu shook his head resolutely: "It will definitely not be the Chaowenhui! Although the Chaowenhui does not care about the victory of the Wulin League and the Sunset City on the surface, but in private, the hearts of the congregation are all for the Wulin League, and the owner of the Shangguan Village is even more enthusiastic. He is a person appreciated by the president, so why would he favor Sunset City!"

Mu Jiuqiu's expression froze: "Miss Ye suspects that Sunset City did it?"

Ye Fushu nodded slowly, with a rare serious expression: "We found out that these scriptures spread like overnight. The storytelling in the big teahouses is all about this, and the music workshop and brothel also compose music and lyrics. As soon as it came out, the new song was sung all over Bianzhou City, it was too fast."

"It's only been [-] days since the Luoyingmen accident happened, and these lyrics, songs and stories have been circulated in Bianzhou for seven days, and we have investigated all the way, and found that the news from all the towns in the east and west came from Bianzhou, like, just like... ..."

"It's as if someone is deliberately spreading rumors here to attract attention." Caoqin continued, "Bianzhou is a must pass from Songzhou to Luoyang, and the knights of various factions are on the road for days, so they will definitely take a rest here. Supplementary supplies. It is self-evident who the lyrics and music of this storybook are for."

Three people become tigers, people's words are formidable, and everyone knows who is being pointed at.

"It's just strange..." Ye Fushu said, "If it's as we guessed, the perpetrator has achieved his goal, and he should have left without leaving a trace. But we let us find the place where it was first spread, as if deliberately Lead us to check it out."

Mei Qian pondered for a moment: "What does Miss Cao think?"

Cao Qin affirmed: "There is nothing to fear, Sunset City."

"I bought their story book." Ye Fushu said, "At the beginning of the book, I suspected that Mr. Xie's self-destruction of martial arts was a fake, and the Luoying sword manual was never destroyed. He is not qualified to run for the leader of the martial arts alliance, and after that, he became the owner of the Shangguan Village to hide his eyes.

Not only Ruan Xi, but also Hua Juyue was puzzled: "Lianxin Island? Is it a sect that was disbanded by the hero Yu Gu 27 years ago?"

"Exactly." Ye Fushu recalled, "My master told me about this, and not many people know about it now. In fact, the mother of the owner of the Shangguan Villa was born in Lianxin Island. Back then, Lianxin Island was almost destroyed by Xia Yin. Therefore, apart from killing their father, Shangguan Village Master and Sunset City also have the lives of their grandfather's family, so it is not an exaggeration to say that the hatred is as deep as the sea."

"That's why some people say that the name of the owner of Shangguan Villa is called Jianghu Daoyi, but he is actually selfish, coaxing everyone to work for him."

Mu Jiuqiu frowned, and said angrily: "What is a personal enmity? It is true that Sunset City has disrupted the Jianghu. Besides, when it comes to private enmity, all schools and sects have private enmity, how can Shangguan Zhuang alone be the only one?"

"It's so obvious to sow discord, there is no one else except Sunset City!" Hua Juyue was filled with righteous indignation, and she was about to kill him as she spoke, "Where is the person you found? I'll catch him and ask!"

Ye Fushu said: "There are three sources of these rumors, one is the teahouse deep in Jinsi Lane, the other is the music workshop in Zhehua Lane in the north of the city, and the remaining one is Xinliu Street in the west of the city. The one on Xinliu Street is from the rivers and lakes The sideshow troupe left Bianzhou the day before yesterday, and the only places we can investigate are Jinsi Lane and Zhehua Lane."

Jinsi Lane and Zhehua Lane are separated by less than half Bianzhou City, Ruan Xi is eager to try: "Why don't we split up?"

"Then I, Brother Mei, Brother Xie, and Brother Ruan are in a group, and Yue'er, Miss Cao, and Miss Ye are in a group. How about going back to the Qingfeng Inn in the city at two quarters you?" Xiang Meiqian.

Mei Qian was still thinking about the sentence that Ye Fushu mentioned just now, "it seems like he deliberately lured us here".

Paper and ink cost money, and story books are not cheap to spread, and lyrics and music are even more labor-intensive. This is really not like the style of Sunset City in recent years. After using such roundabout means, why not go round to the end?Like in the past, everyone talked quietly and destroyed their bones, but now they are so obviously provocative, and the major sects are not fools, how can they not see it?The person behind the scenes intentionally drew their attention, and left two clues, Jinsi Lane and Folding Flower Lane, could it be a situation where you are invited to enter the urn?

Among this group of people, Ruan Xi is not good at learning, Hua Juyue is not good at martial arts, and Ye Fushu is not good at martial arts. The rest are only himself, Mu Jiuqiu and Cao Qin who can fight. It is natural for a master to fight openly and aboveboard, but what if it is a plot?Where is Jinsi Lane and Folding Flower Lane? There are many people crowded with fish and dragons. Xie Qi is guilty of the crime. Many people are staring at his Luoying swordsmanship. If he really gets into the game, he will be a living target...

"Brother Mei?"

Mei Qian came back to her senses, pondered for a moment, then shook her head: "Xie Qi's internal injury has not recovered yet, and traveling for days is too much wear and tear, so I'd better go back and rest first."

Xie Chaohan was inexplicable: "I'm not tofu, bone, paper, and meat. What kind of loss can such a slow itinerary be? Iron rooster, you're making a fuss over a molehill."

Mei Qian didn't intend to pay attention to his opinion at all, and made a decision while speaking: "Brother Mu is in the group of Miss Hua, Ruan Xi is in the group with Miss Cao, Miss Ye, and Xie Qi and I are waiting for you at the inn."

Mu Jiuqiu was distracted by Mei Qian's upright and stern words, and also ignored the righteous master's opinion. He nodded and said, "Brother Mei said yes, so let us go and inquire. What do you think, Miss Cao?"

Caoqin nodded: "OK."

"..."

Xie Chaohan felt melancholy for a while. After losing his martial arts, no one even talked to him.

The rest of the people did what they should do very quickly, and Xie Qi was left to follow the stern and selfless hero Mei back, hurting the spring and the autumn all the way, and fell straight on the bed as soon as they arrived at the inn room, holding the bird in his hand. Jin Qiu covered his face.

On the contrary, this iron cock is really getting more and more serious!If he had known this before, he should have coaxed Jinlan into his righteous brotherhood when he was still young, no matter what, he should have confirmed the identity of his righteous brother first.However, he thought sadly that Mei Jiu didn't even take her master seriously, and still expected him to treat her righteous brother as her elder brother?

I really can't manage it...

Breeze Inn is just like its name, in the bustling city of Bianzhou, it is like a gust of breeze, quiet and unique, no one bothers you, and they live in a separate small courtyard, only a few people live in their group, except that it is expensive Perfect.

Xie Chaohan felt sadly that with the money spent these few days, he would not be able to pay Ruan Xi in this lifetime.

It is difficult to be a human being.Xie Chaohan took out a piece of paper from his arms and opened it. There were dense small scripts on it to record something. The sunlight from outside slanted in and reflected on the thin piece of paper, making him drowsy.

A shadow cast from nowhere covered the most critical part of the paper a little.

Xie Chaohan's eyes settled down, he slowly sat up straight, folded the paper in two, and carefully put it into the prepared envelope.

Then he got up, took two steps, walked to the door, and opened it.

Under the tree in the small courtyard, someone was already waiting for him.

Xie Chaohan strolled towards him, looked around and casually asked, "Where's Mei Jiu?"

The man said: "I sent a team of people to take action and lead them out."

Xie Chaohan smiled: "Alright, don't let him see it."

The man paused, then walked slowly, the mottled shadows of the leaves faded away, revealing the starry face with sword eyebrows.

It's Jian Ling.

With a relaxed expression, Xie Chaohan tilted his head and looked at the sword at his waist: "Can you lend it to me?"

Jian Ling untied the sword silently and threw it over.

As soon as Xie Chaohan caught it, the sword was not light, and it carried the strength of Jian Ling's throw. The force that followed made him stagger a step, and almost lost his footing.

After all, it is not as good as it used to be, in fact, it is not much different from being weak.

Amid the clanging sound, the sword was unsheathed inch by inch, and the cold light flashed in the slanting sun. A pair of eyes were reflected on the bright sword body, and the eyes lingered for a moment on the blown hair and broken hair of the sword. Joyue's nostalgia is covered up.Xie Chaohan held the sword in his hand, turned his wrist, and drew a half-curved sword flower: "Luoying swordsmanship, a total of seven layers and 49 moves, if I remember correctly, you should stop at the sixth layer No. 40 and the second move, there is no progress. "

Jian Ling said, "Not bad."

Pointing the sword at the ground, Xie Chaohan paced and drew traces little by little: "Father... no, the sword manual that your father discovered was hidden in Tao Yuanming's Tale of the Peach Blossom Spring."

"The first level, you don't know where you are lost; the second level, the mountains and rivers come back; the third level, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright; the fourth level, living in the fields comfortably; the fifth level, what is the day and night; the sixth level, the road ahead is hard to find."

"The seventh level——" Xie Chaohan raised his sword and made a gesture, "What do you think it should be?"

Jian Ling frowned slightly, and said, "You can't tell the truth from the truth."

Xie Chaohan smiled: "There is the Peach Blossom Spring first, and then the Fallen Sword. If you use the way of martial arts and swordsmanship to judge the works of the predecessors, wouldn't it be the reverse of cause and effect?"

Jian Ling thought about it for a long time with a sullen face: "Longevity?"

Xie Chaohan shook his head slightly, and said softly: "I think it's——Freedom Heart Evidence."

"Truth and falsehood follow one's heart, true and false prove themselves. If there is no Taoyuan in the heart, there will be a dream in the front; if there is a Taoyuan in the heart, everything will be out of the world."

"If you have a sword in your heart, you can have a sword without a sword; if you don't have a sword in your heart, you can have a sword and iron."

"The point of the heart is the point of the sword; the heart is a move, and there is no move but a move."

"From the fourth level, the Luoying sword is the heart sword. Those who are impetuous must have omissions, and those who think too much are slow to move. If the heart and sword are united, nothing can be destroyed while walking in the garden."

As he said that, Xie Chaohan recited the mantra of the mental method in front of him, and danced the sword at the same time, one move after another, recited very slowly, and danced very slowly.

He demonstrated the seven-style sword moves for an entire hour, clearly explaining the main points of changes, strengths and weaknesses of each move and style, and even his experience of years of research, as well as another set of moves created by himself. All are taught without reservation.

He didn't stop until his voice became hoarse, and he stood unsteadily with his sword leaning on the ground, and asked him with a smile in the setting sun, "Do you remember?"

Jian Ling nodded hesitantly.

"That's fine."

The sword fell to the ground with a bang, Xie Chaohan spurted blood and fell limply.

Jian Ling walked in front of him, his face was bright and dark, and no emotion could be seen.

"I won't thank you."

"Thank you for what I'm doing. It was originally yours, but it's just returning it to you."