Drunken and faintly dreaming

After Shen Yixi took up his post in Fuzhou Prefecture, he quickly opened a teahouse in the east of Fuzhou City and named it "Mengchuan Teahouse". Shen An, the old servant of the family, was responsible for the daily management of the teahouse. This Mengchuan Teahouse has The interior and exterior are very elegantly decorated, so since the business started, there has been an endless stream of tea drinkers coming and going every day.

The day after receiving the orphaned baby Ni Luo, who had been delivered by "Star Express" on a starry night, when it was almost dawn, Shen Tongsuan had finished explaining everything here and called his adopted son Shen Gong over for a face-to-face interview. The father and son After a long, secret conversation in a private room of Mengchuan Teahouse, Shen Yixi urged his adopted son to leave for the north immediately.

On the five-mile long pavilion outside the east gate, watching Shen Gong's retreating figure, Shen Yixi could not help but murmur to himself: "I hope... that ultimatum is still there!"

At this moment, Shen Yixi unconsciously recalled the thrilling scene last night... Last night, in addition to receiving an orphan baby, Shen Tongju also received a piece of paper that was as sharp as a piercing blade. ——Although there are only a few simple lines of small words written on it: "Something is in my hands for now, you should take good care of the baby, and we will meet again in five years."

For Shen Yixi, the note given by the other party was clearly a "thunder" - a "shattering thunder" that could explode at any time! Of course, it was just a note specifically aimed at him. A booby trap in Yixi was an extremely terrifying piece of evidence that was enough to ruin his reputation and leave him dead without a burial place.

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After receiving the advice from his father, Shen Gong rushed to Jiaxing Mansion in two or three days. After arriving at his destination, Shen Gong couldn't wait to contact some people and used various means to A secret investigation into the Ni family's extermination case was quickly launched from many aspects.

From some traces left behind in the abandoned house of the Ni family, it is not difficult to see the characteristics of the murderers' methods of committing crimes. Combined with the descriptions of the surrounding neighbors about the various situations when the crime occurred that day, Shen Gong finally confirmed a definite conclusion: the murder of Ni Those with a full family should undoubtedly belong to Beiming Pavilion and Ghostface Division. However, given that Yu Duoxun, the head of Beiming Pavilion, is now a very popular figure in power, Shen Gong weighed the pros and cons on behalf of his adoptive father Shen Yixi and felt that it was not appropriate to openly point the finger. Point to Beiming Pavilion.

However, Shen Gong thought that Ji Lian Si was willing to help others, so he thought that he could devise a plan to attack those turtle grandsons. After many investigations over the past few days, the shrewd and clever Shen Gong soon made a discovery: the "three gangs" were headed by the big man Liu Xingchui. "Everyone", he was very angry about the murder of the Ni family and ran around trying to avenge him.

As a result, Shen Gong gradually joined forces with the "Three Men" secretly, and finally gave those "Yakhas" of the Grimace Division a lesson last night, and let out a big sigh of relief! The next morning, he was filled with the joy of winning the first battle. Shen Gong, who was deeply in love, hurriedly left the city in order to avoid being entangled by Ghostface Division.

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This morning, on the banks of the Longjiang River, a gentle breeze was still blowing. On the small cliff protruding toward the river, the melodious music of the piano still drifted out from the small pavilion facing the river.

The chief officer of Lingyuntai, Bi Yunkai, is in a good mood this morning. This can be seen from the comfort he plays the piano and the gentle and mellow sound of the piano. So, what makes the mastermind of the dark organization feel as if he is flying into the clouds? What? That's because: guests came to visit early in the morning.

So, who is the person who came to visit Bi Yunkai early in the morning?

After a while, the butler Bi Jiu hurriedly brought the guest up, and then hurriedly and quietly left.

Bi Yunkai was not in a hurry to talk to the other party, but continued to play the remaining half of the song comfortably, and then he opened his eyes and looked over -

I saw that the visitor was wearing a vest made of bamboo, with half a grass skirt wrapped around it - this kind of weird attire, apart from Qinghumen, there is no other one in the world.

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"Hey, this person is actually a disciple of the Qinghui Sect on Qingcheng Mountain?" Bi Yunkai felt a little surprised, and his mind immediately began to search for various news about the current situation of the Qinghui Sect.

When the visitor saw Master Bi, he looked away and said nothing, feeling a little confused. Fortunately, he had seen some things about the world, so he still bowed respectfully.

Bi Yunkai had no idea for a moment, so he could only respond perfunctorily, but in an instant he suddenly became curious again - the current head of the Qinghu Sect is still the unruly Dugu Chu

?

While the host was doubting, the visitor had already respectfully held a greeting card in his hands. Bi Yunkai reached out and took it, slowly unfolded it and saw that it was full of ugly scrawled words!

Bi Yunkai was most impatient in his life and had to struggle to read some difficult words, so he pretended to cough and waved to the boy servant who poked his head in - immediately inviting Master Di to come. At this time, the visitor was confused at the scene.

It was so embarrassing, he just stood there and was completely helpless.

Bi Yunkai certainly noticed the visitor's reaction, but he deliberately pretended not to know - because he just wanted to use "Get Big" to overwhelm the opponent first.

Not long after, a thin old man walked in shakily. At first glance, it was obvious that he must be a well-educated scholar - he was Bu Chen, the master of Lingyuntai. Bi Yunkai immediately left his seat to greet him and helped him very respectfully.

Hold the divination master and let him sit down safely.

Master Bu's eyesight was blurred, and he could tell that he was indeed old. After sitting down, he slowly reached out and took out a pair of glasses from his arms, and put them on the bridge of his nose.

Bi Yunkai coughed lightly, waved his hand to the little book boy who came in to serve, and handed the greeting note to Master Bu. Seeing the strange words on the greeting note in front of him, it was Bu Chen who was a well-educated man - he suddenly realized

I also find it a bit obscure and difficult to understand...

However, based on Lao Bu Chen's rich experience of serving as a "Xin guest" to those high-ranking officials over the past many years, his title of "Master" is really not for nothing. At that moment, his eyes turned sharply,

The plan immediately came to mind - since no one understands it, so what's the harm if I just talk nonsense?

So, Old Bu Chen began to squint his eyes and pretended to read in a long voice: "..."

At this moment, the reactions of the various characters at the scene were completely different - Bi Yunkai became more and more confused the more he listened, while the visitor became more and more frightened! So, it is easy to understand that Bi Yunkai felt confused, but the problem is

:Why does that visitor become more and more frightened the more he listens to it?

The visitor suddenly felt inexplicable fear, which is actually not difficult to explain. Originally, he had to have a lot of courage to dare to step into a place like Lingyuntai. In addition, after arriving, he saw all kinds of difficulties made by Chief Bi.

Negligence——it made him secretly frightened even more!

You know, at Lingyuntai where Bi Yunkai covered the sky with his hand, any casual displeasure, harsh word, or even a sharp look on his part - that would be enough to kill someone!

Therefore, to the visitor, the random interpretation of the post by the fortune teller at the scene was like a sharp sword hanging high above his head - it was extremely unstable and could be thrust straight down at any time.

possible!