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Meng Fuyuan took out a few copper coins, walked up to the boy in white, and squatted down, "Young hero, can you do me a favor?"

It was the first time for the boy in white to be called a "little young hero", and he couldn't help but smile, "Okay, tell me."

Meng Fuyuan said conveniently: "I heard that the doggerel you just recited is very interesting, so I want to ask, where did you hear it?"

The boy in white was taken aback when he heard the words, and scratched his head, "I don't remember the direction very well, so I can't give directions, but I know the name of the teahouse, it seems to be called 'Qingming Teahouse'."

"Thank you, little young hero." Meng Fuyuan smiled softly, and spread out the four fingers of his right hand, revealing the copper coin in his palm, "This is a thank you gift. Take it and buy some bunches of candied haws."

The boy in white pretended to be serious, and said with a straight face: "No, no, no, we Jianghu people should be willing to help others... Uh... yes, you don't have to give me money, this is what I should do."

Meng Fuyuan couldn't help laughing, "Take it, even if you don't buy candied haws, it's good to buy some wooden swords. You are a young hero, and you should have a better sword."

The boy in white seemed to be moved by the words "a better sword", took it awkwardly, and ran away happily.Behind him was a boy in black and a girl in green.

Meng Fuyuan watched the three go away, then looked away, turned to look at Huo Yi, "Can you taste something from this doggerel?"

Huo Yi shook his head, "I don't have a clue for the time being. I just think that the word 'Kaiyang' seems to refer to something else. Could it be...the Kaiyang faction?"

Meng Fuyuan said again: "Do you still remember how to recite these four poems?"

Huo Yi shook his head again, "I already forgot."

"I still remember." Meng Fuyuan was vaguely proud of his words, "I'll say it again for you—"

Just listen to Meng Fuyuan's slow way, "Flowing flames hide before Zhongqiu, Kaiyang star appears in the Big Dipper, strong winds are swept into the rivers and lakes, ghosts and ghosts lie dormant in the daytime."

After finishing speaking, Meng Fuyuan asked: "Can you come up with some new and strange things?"

Huo Yi frowned and said: "Yes. The last sentence is obviously unreasonable. The ghosts clearly appear at night, so why do they 'hibernate during the day'?"

Meng Fuyuan's expression became serious, "You and I think the same thing. I thought it was an ordinary doggerel at first, but after listening carefully, I also felt something wrong. The first is 'Kaiyang' The meaning of the two words is too obvious. Among the rivers and lakes, only the Beiqi Sect has an Kaiyang sect. The second is the last sentence. Ghosts are afraid of the scorching sun. .”

"The doggerel is basically written by the people of the rivers and lakes. There are books in the belly of the fish, and the sound of the fox in the bonfire. Behind the scenes, there are people with good intentions who are fueling the flames and trying to make a lot of money. So I wonder if someone is hinting something behind the scenes, and then come in the name of doggerel. Propaganda." Meng Fuyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I found out that the first sentence also has some meaning."

"Liuyan hidden before Zhongqiu?"

"Yes." Meng Fuyuan frowned slightly, "What do you think this poem means?"

Huo Yi said doubtfully, "I thought it was similar to 'fire in July, clothing in September', referring to the cooler weather."

Meng Fuyuan's eyes were dim, "I originally thought the same way, until I suddenly thought of some things that happened in Jianghu today, I realized that there might be another possibility."

Huo Yi: "Another possibility?"

Meng Fuyuan was silent for a moment, with a smirk on his face, he said in a deep voice, "If the word Liuyan refers to the 'Red Flame Gang'?"

Huo Da was horrified and fell silent for a moment, only to hear Meng Fuyuan's serious and deep voice sound again——

"Now think about these four lines of poetry, especially the last line. Seeing Huo Yi's serious expression, Meng Fuyuan probably understands that Huo Yi already has the answer in his mind, so Meng Fuyuan continued, "I wish I had thought too much. However, it is never too much to be careful, I will send someone to this Qingming Tea House to check."

In the Qingming Teahouse, there was a lot of voices.

Suddenly, the sound of Xingmu knocking on the mahogany table came from the three-foot-high wooden platform, but the chatter and laughter gradually died down. The storyteller cleared his throat, full of breath, and stroked his goatee with interest Bobo said: "Let's talk about the first year of the Mausoleum Era, the battle to eliminate demons, it can be said that people were devastated, mourning was everywhere, and blood flowed like a river..."

Under the square platform, there are two rows of mahogany square tables surrounded by four benches. The purple sand pot is filled with strong tea, and the sweet and mellow aroma slowly overflows from the mouth of the pot, gradually blending with the late autumn mist.

Sitting on the benches were wandering knights, butchers and hunters who sneaked out from their busy schedules, and rich sons and daughters who sneaked out.

On the last square table on the right hand side, Yang Qi lowered his head and saw the yellow tea in the mouth of the purple sand pot. Surprised by surprise, Yang Qi turned his head and looked out the window, as if he was lost in boredom, but the words of the storyteller came to his ears word by word——

"The battle to eliminate demons is about to start in Xuzhou. The decent people know that this battle may be more dangerous than good, and it is very difficult, so they asked Meng Sihe and Meng Daxia from Wuwei Villa to help ordinary people and others move to a safe place in advance. It is really impossible. Hero Meng set up formations around the homes of the people who were transferred to prevent innocent people from being accidentally injured. This Hero Meng is thoughtful, so that ordinary people can be safe in this battle."

Admiration came from below.

"Afterwards, the battle to eliminate demons began. The righteous and the Demon Cult fought, and in the end it was the famous Linghaoge Hero Shen Zhuo who used the "Ling Yuan Kung Fu" to wipe out the Demon Cult in one fell swoop. Brutal and bloodthirsty, the leader of the Demon Cult used the sorcery of the Demon Cult before his death, exploded and died, causing all the decent heroes to die on the battlefield and die with them."

Hearing this, everyone sighed again and again.

"The Jianghu sects participating in the battle of eliminating demons almost involve all the famous and powerful sects in the Jianghu today, such as Linghao Pavilion, Zhaoyuan Temple, Beiqizong, Wuwei Villa, which was born just now, and—" The storyteller paused For a moment, "Also, since the Battle of Eliminating Demons, I have lived in seclusion in the mountains. Now even the three sects of the Beiqi Sect are competing with each other, and they only send a few disciples to visit the Qiongguang Valley."

"Although the owner of Qiongguang Valley acts as he pleases and behaves freely, Qiongguanggu's medical skills are unrivaled in the world and can rejuvenate his hands. Therefore, in that battle, he also snatched back many heroes from Lord Yan. It's just a pity. It's sad, hateful, the devil's religion is really vicious, and they even did the stinking act of throwing themselves into the water before they die, and no one survived in the end! Hey!"

Under the stage, Yang Qi turned his head and picked up the teacup. His fingertips were squeezed hard on the wall of the purple sand cup, which was full of blue and white.

On the stage, the storyteller shook his head and sighed, twirling his beard and saying: "Fortunately, the great war back then has come to an end for the time being. In my humble opinion, although the demonic cult's sorcery reappeared a month ago, the power of the demonic cult's remnants is also gone. It won't develop like it did back then, when the leader of the Demon Cult and his left and right guardians died on the battlefield, and the four elders of the demons and monsters also died, and those characters of the Demon Cult who managed to survive are nothing more than little ones, not worth mentioning."

Some people agree, some people disagree.

"After talking about the great war back then, let's talk about Wuwei Villa." The storyteller patted the wood again, "Wuwei Villa was born, but before the case of the Chiyan Gang, that is to say, Wuwei Villa was not created because of the demon sect. He was born because of the remnants of evil, then what is he for?"

Someone said: "Yes, why?"

The storyteller smiled mysteriously, and sold a pass, "It is said that it is a pass for a hero who is sad for a beauty!"

"Beauty pass?"

"Who?"

Speaking of Fengyue gossip, everyone became interested and discussed in whispers.

The storyteller shook his head, "It's because of the owner of Qiongguang Valley! Master Meng was born because he wanted to marry the owner of Qiongguang Valley."

Everyone was shocked, some were surprised, some were curious, and some were unbelievable.

A crack suddenly appeared on Yang Qi's calm surface, he lowered his head and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"real or fake?"

Faced with doubts, the storyteller smiled slightly and said: "There are rumors in the world, I hope those who believe will believe it, and those who don't believe it will be a joke after dinner and tea, and it will be good if the wind blows in your ears."

Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from the audience, "But the owner of Qiongguang Valley was not born yet, so why did the owner of Wuwei Villa want to marry the owner of the valley, but still be born? You storyteller, you have to do your best to make up stories." Let's round up the logic, otherwise, even if we would like to believe you, we wouldn't dare to trust you."

I saw the woman who spoke, with almond eyes and red lips, red lotus flowers on her forehead, blue silk bundled into a double-ringed bun, a few strands of black hair braided and hanging down her ears, a white fox fur pompom and a scarlet brocade belt on her head, and her upper body was half white. Under her arms, she wore a red and pink two-color embroidered nymphet skirt, which made her skin like white porcelain and her eyes like black jade, making her brighter and more attractive.