I Honor

Watching the fire from the other side

Holding an oiled paper umbrella, Meng Qi seemed to be walking in the rain, walking slowly on the bustling and bustling streets. Shopkeepers, street vendors, and ordinary-dressed passers-by were like waves, condensing or moving.

Shendu has always been known for its many masters, so Meng Qi didn’t feel wrong about it before, but after listening to Yuan Lihuo mentioning that the relics of Jiuchongtian had been secretly circulated in Shendu, looking at all this again, the feeling is completely different, crowded There seemed to be a lot of strong people hidden in the crowd, they came in a hurry and left in a hurry, their expressions were calm, and the undercurrent was turbulent.

“It’s really a stone that stirs up a thousand waves.” Meng Qi looked around from the corner of his eyes with ease, but he didn’t stretch his mind. Anyway, no matter whether the news about the Jiuchongtian ruins is true or not, and whether there are any weirdness or conspiracy behind it, he doesn’t intend to. It has nothing to do with me to wade through this muddy water, unless Gu Xiaosang asked for cooperation according to the contract.

Therefore, now he has a sense of superiority of staying out of the way and being a bystander. Seeing the raindrops falling, he holds up the oil-paper umbrella and looks at the passers-by with a smile.

It’s a good feeling watching the fire from the other side

Raindrops were blooming on the bluestone slabs. Of course, Meng Qi didn’t go to Antai Building to join in the fun. He found a random inn and asked for a relatively clean room.

This is a large courtyard, divided into three rooms on the left, right and middle. As soon as he stepped inside, the smile on the corner of Meng Qi’s mouth grew stronger.

Sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard was a Taoist priest with a wooden hairpin. His face was wrinkle-free, his hair was black and white, his breath was long, his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, he turned a blind eye to Meng Qi, as if he was immersed in the Taoist book in his hand, and fell straight The rainwater is just blocked by the dense canopy of big trees.

The window of the right side room is propped up, revealing a face of joy and anger, with willow eyebrows drawn into the temples and a straight nose. With a picturesque face, there is a bit of sassy hidden in the beauty, and the red dress is bright but not gorgeous, obviously a good son and daughter of the world.

Her aura was not at the enlightened level, but her lowered eyelids seemed to be hiding something. He didn’t even look at Meng Qi, as if he had already sensed it and didn’t care much.

“It’s true that wind and rain from all directions gather in the city of gods, and there are two strong men hidden in the small guest house.” Meng Qi stayed out of the matter, not bothering to spy on the other party’s true strength, and walked under the eaves. Put away the oil-paper umbrella, shake off the raindrops on it, open the door of the middle room leisurely, light the lamp to illuminate the darkness after entering, and take out your own Tao Te Ching to study.

There is something weird about this book. He doesn’t trust Liu Dao at the moment, so he doesn’t want to appraise it for the time being.

The woman in the red skirt and the Taoist priest with the wooden hairpin remained the same, and the whole yard could only hear the sound of ticking, giving it a quiet and profound feeling.

The blue light read the book, and Meng Qi held the Tao Te Ching in his hand, shaking his head and reciting the book, paying no attention to the things outside the window at all.

The next day, the wind stopped and the rain stopped. The sky was clear, Meng Qi changed his clothes and walked out of the inn. He planned to meet Su Ziyue and Gu Changqing secretly.

People were coming and going on the street, Meng Qi walked slowly, wandering in it, peaceful in heart, admiring the little things in the world of mortalsThe good and the ugly.

Suddenly, a woman in a red dress who was in the same courtyard hurried past. Passed by Meng Qi and unconsciously turned into a side road.

After a few breaths. The Taoist priest wearing a wooden hairpin caught up lightly and saw Meng Qi. He smiled and nodded as a greeting, and then turned to another road.

“It’s all the way to Antai Building.” Meng Qi smiled slightly, and went straight ahead, deep into the inner city.

He had just crossed the fork in the road, and the woman in the red skirt and the Taoist priest with wooden hairpin, who had already left this place, looked back at the same time in the crowd, looking at that place, they both let out a sigh of relief, as if they had relieved some doubts.

Contrary to the direction of Antai Building, Meng Qi gradually approached the Su residence. At this moment, the smile on his face was even wider, because Su Ziyue walked out briskly. The dress looks a bit fresh.

Meng Qi pretended to be a young man who was shopping, and walked slowly towards Su Ziyue. He secretly raised his guard.

When the distance was less than five steps, Meng Qiling’s platform shook suddenly, as if he could feel “watching” on Su Ziyue and the people passing by her.

There was a monitor, Meng Qi, with his expression unchanged, looking towards the stall on the left with a smile, and letting Su Ziyue pass behind him, Xuan Gong, Yuanshi Jinlian, Yuxu Divine Fortune, etc. were quietly fully activated.

From near to far, the crowd seemed to thin out at once, revealing several hazy places in Meng Qi’s heart.

“One, two.” Meng Qimo counted, and there are about four monitors who are not under each other’s control. Some of them are powerful, and it is difficult to distinguish the specific situation, and some are relatively weak, showing their details.

The four forces, Dao, Mietianmen, Crying Old Man and Jiesha Meng Qi sneered in their hearts, they didn’t expose them, they went straight forward and left from the street on the left side of Su Mansion.

I can’t make trouble now, wait for another two or three years, have the level of a master, be able to resist the peak head-on for a while, or briefly withstand the strength of a half-step blow, and then ask Abbot Kongwen and Lingbao Tianzun for help to destroy it in one fell swoop. Hidden dangers, even if it is difficult to eliminate the long-established evil ways such as Dao and Mietianmen, they must be dealt a heavy blow

Of course, Meng Qi’s four calamities and half-step dharma body are just around the corner. He knows it well, and his enemies know it even more. Qi believes that the last one or two years will be fine, and there may be many desperate things after two years, such as kidnapping relatives and making him go to the meeting alone.

“Wait down the six doors, send a letter to the family, inform them of the enemy’s ferocity in detail, let them open the formations, and restrain the little sister from going out, and then ask Uncle Wang and the others to take care of them.” Meng Qi was already thinking about it.

It is difficult to “murder” in Shendu. With such an arrangement, I believe it will be safe.

Logically speaking, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days. This level of vigilance is really hard to last, but Meng Qi doesn’t need the Su family to maintain it for a long time, at most three years.

This is the confidence of the famous “Crazy Sword”

After finishing all this, Meng Qi went back to the inn as usual. It was already night, and he continued to light the lamp and read books, study the Tao Te Ching, and ponder what was unusual about it.

At the same time, he secretly sighed inwardly, there is regret in the entrance, the master has entered the stupa for a long time, and there is no sign of Nirvana rebirth, even if he wants to take him to realize the palm of the Tathagata, as for the younger brother. The breath is deep, and he is still in a deep sleep, but his face is ruddy, and the flesh and blood are pregnant with terrible power, according to Abbot Kongwen. The younger brother’s state is similar to the content of the Great Dream Sutra, but he has always been single-minded, and has never read the Great Dream Sutra, which may be the result of understanding the general outline of the Buddha’s palm.

As the night was getting darker, the Taoist priest with a wooden hairpin on his head slowly entered with a pot of wine. He looked up at Meng Qi’s reading figure reflected on the window paper, smiled slightly, and walked back to his room.

As the night deepened, Meng Qi put away the obscure Tao Te Ching and blew out the blue light.

“The night is quiet. Be careful with the candles.” The watchman passed by, and the woman in red floated into the courtyard, only showing the level of enlightenment, because the gods were monitoring the larger movements.

She raised her head cautiously, looked to the left wing, and saw the Taoist priest pouring himself a drink, her eyes suddenly sank.

She glanced at the middle wing by the way, and saw that the lights had gone out. The room was pitch black, and the young man in green shirt seemed to be lying down and falling asleep.

Taking a deep breath, the woman in red quietly returned to her room.

Meng Qi stood by the window with his hands behind his back. Hiding in the darkness of the room, watching their actions with a smile, my mood is peaceful and there is no disturbance.

Another day later, the Emperor Taidi’s Mansion.

Zhao Heng finished today’s practice and paid tribute to Yuan Lihuo, the “blood tooth catcher” who secretly “protected” him. Then returned to his room.

He closed the door of the room, and the forbidden law opened automatically. Separated from inside and outside.

At this time, Zhao Heng let out a long breath. Although the entire mansion occupies a huge area, only this small room can make me feel at ease, feel like I really belong to myself, and not be spied on by outsiders

At any rate, the prince also has them, and no one other than the eunuch will be allowed to “watch” during the intercourse, so the Zhengshitang acquiesces in the arrangement of Zhao Heng’s bedroom to prevent prying eyes.

Just as he relaxed, Zhao Heng’s heart suddenly tightened, as if there was a thorn in his back, he turned around suddenly, and saw a mysterious man in a large black robe sitting across the table, wearing a mask of “Yuanshi Tianzun” in the drama, Playing with a green jade in the handornaments, inlaid with chaotic and deep gems in the center.

“Yuanshi Tianzun, you are from the fairy trail.” Zhao Heng quickly calmed down.

Meng Qi laughed and said, “Exactly.”

Zhao Heng’s thoughts turned sharply, guessing the opponent’s strength, he was able to enter his room without anyone noticing under the strict surveillance of the Zhengshitang

“Why did you come here?” Zhao Heng remained calm on the surface.

“Wei Wang, you are in a difficult situation. You are alone and weak. I am afraid that you will need external help.” Meng Qi rarely used other identities to talk to his companions, which felt a little strange.

Zhao Heng’s complexion changed slightly, and then returned to normal. He smiled and walked to sit down opposite Meng Qi: “Your Excellency wants to pull me into the fairyland.”

“Of course, after joining Xianji, you can get the skills under the title, you can buy cheap medicines and utensils, you can use the exchange ability of the six realms from time to time, and you can exchange items and information with companions all over the world, such as reincarnation charms, And what you need to do is to complete a fairy trail mission every year, on the premise of not endangering the interests of your own family or the people you care about, even if other members of the fairy trail have a mission to deal with the Zhao family, they will notify you in advance.” Meng Qi briefly talked about the benefits and costs.

Zhao Heng listened intently, thinking hard, but did not answer for the time being.

Meng Qi continued: “And all of this requires you to have a certain degree of freedom. We hope that you will make progress by retreating and temporarily give up the position of emperor’s younger brother. If there is a chance in the future, we will do our best to help you ascend to the throne of God.”

Zhao Heng was silent for a while, and slowly let out a foul breath: “I am practicing a new shocking book that combines humane skills. The more prestigious the position, the faster the cultivation. Once I don’t have the position of the emperor’s younger brother, the improvement of my cultivation will be very slow. Slow, sooner or later I will die in reincarnation, but as long as I ascend to the throne of God and become the respect of humanity, I will be able to break through the current shackles immediately.”

The premise is to have the auxiliary training of the real emperor’s seal.

Zhao Heng’s meaning is clear and clear, he will not give up his current position, no matter how difficult the situation is.

Meng Qi looked at him as if he was meeting him for the first time. He always knew that Zhao Lao Wu had ambitions, but he never expected to be so persistent.

Is there a side behind every companion that you don’t know about?

He sighed: “Do you know how much help you gave up?”

Zhao Heng said with a confident smile: “I don’t know if there are any peripheral members of Xianji. I have my own skills. I don’t need a title, as long as I can exchange items. Although I can’t complete the task, I can help in the court.”

Meng Qi thought for a while, then said flatly, “Yes.”

Back in the yard, the wind was heavy and the rain was light. Meng Qi sat in front of the window, thinking about many things. The Taoist priest with the wooden hairpin and the woman in red hadn’t come back yet.

Gradually, the night was dark and quiet, and suddenly, a figure fell into the yard and crashed into Meng Qi’s room. The woman in red turned pale and said urgently:

“I am Sun Yuexiu of the Jade Moon Sword Sect. I need immediate healing. Help me get rid of the blood stains on the outside. There will be a reward tomorrow.” To be continued

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