The narration system of Wuxia Journey

When the martial artists gradually recovered, although they did not disperse, they were obviously hesitant.

After all, they wanted to stay alive in order to get benefits! It would be too unfair to die before spending money.

Yi Jifeng saw that most people had woken up. He took a step forward, and those heroes subconsciously shuddered and took a step back.

Yi Jifeng didn't care. He clasped his hands and used his Qi, saying in a loud voice...

"Everyone, Mingjian Villa is definitely not unreasonable!"

"Now that everyone has calmed down, Yi has a solution."

"It's not a solution for you all to gather here; but it's not okay to let you all go over and disturb my eldest brother's retreat. So, you might as well elect ten representatives to go over and take a look on your behalf."

"As for who to choose? You all decide for yourselves. You choose the people, and I think you will definitely feel relieved. After seeing it, everyone will know what's going on."

"It doesn't matter whether you disperse or continue to wait here. But if you deliberately disturb my eldest brother's retreat at that time, it will be a fight to the death with Mingjian Villa."

After this was said, many people nodded and thought this was a good idea.

But everyone was hesitant about who to choose. After all, the person who goes to see it must reassure themselves and everyone else.

Even if someone wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, they couldn't help but hesitate again and again. After all, deliberately provoking trouble at this time would be too conspicuous, and they might be "killed to scare the monkeys".

Soon, everyone decided to put forward the five most prestigious forces and five independent people in Jiangnan as representatives.

The five major forces included: Xie Zheng, the young master of Baima Manor, Fayuan Luohan of Jinshan Temple, Qingmeizi, the sword-making master of Wanbingfang, Murongxue of Emei Qingfeng Temple, and Yipingzi of Nanhai Sword School.

The five independent people in the world were: Qingmu Taoist Mu Yijin, White Tiger Sword Master Song Yuan, Thousand-handed Bodhisattva Bai Jinfeng, Baibu Chuanyang Yang Zaitian, and Shenxing Taibao Si Kongliang.

These people were either martial arts gentlemen with big families, good deeds, and kindness; or they were Jianghu folks with friends all over the world, loyalty, and loyalty. Each one of them could convince everyone.

Facing these ten people, Yi Jifeng also bowed and said: "Yi has something to say in advance. You can go over there and take a look, but you must not deliberately disturb them."

When everyone heard what he said, they all nodded in agreement without intending to offend Mingjian Villa, and at the same time they had some guesses in their hearts.

Sure enough, after getting everyone's assurance, Yi Jifeng led everyone directly to the deep pit. When they reached the edge of the pit, everyone stretched their heads to look.

At the bottom of the pit, there was a figure wearing tattered green clothes and disheveled hair, with a flash of lightning wandering all over his body from time to time.

Every time the lightning wandered, everyone felt the weapons in their hands shake, as if they were about to leave them.

At this time, Yi Jifeng stared at everyone with full concentration. When everyone looked carefully, there was nothing to see except the human figure and the scorched earth, so they all retreated.

Yi Jifeng saw that no one was deliberately making trouble, and he was relieved when everyone retreated ten meters away.

At this time, the ten people returned to the outside of the circle and told what they saw. When these people heard that there was only a figure and a scorched earth, they couldn't help but look disappointed.

"Everyone, this is what we saw. If you still don't believe it, you can wait here. When Master Dayi comes out of retreat, you can see it clearly." Xie Zheng, the young master of Baima Manor, looked around and said.

Qingmeizi also said: "Mingjian Villa is giving everyone face, so don't go too far. If you disturb Master Dayi's retreat, then there will be no hatred, and it will become a deadly hatred."

After that, Qingmeizi didn't say much. Wanbingfang leaned towards the court and was the largest provider of foundry masters for the Ministry of War Foundry. It was a neutral force.

The other eight people also assured everyone that what they saw and said was true.

Hearing the representatives they elected say this, many people whispered for a while and wanted to leave. After all, there was no benefit and it might offend Mingjian Villa. Why bother!

………………

Zhang Junbao saw that the time was right, his eyes moved, he clapped his hands, attracted everyone's attention, and said loudly...

"Everyone! Everyone! Please be quiet!"

"I believe you all know that I took General Yue's relics."

"I also know that everyone wants General Yue's relics, but... What I want to say is that although General Yue's relics are with me, I, Zhang Junbao, have never opened them to see them."

"Maybe everyone wants to know why I haven't seen them! The reason is very simple, because General Yue's relics were not given to me, Zhang Junbao, but to General Feilong."

"I, Zhang Junbao, don't know who General Feilong is. If anyone knows, you can ask General Feilong to come to me, and I willThe original item is presented."

Hearing this, the crowd exploded again, shouting...

"General Feilong? Who is General Feilong?"

"Does anyone know General Feilong?"

"Hearing this name, it seems that he is a general of the court?"

"Is he really a military general of the court?"

"Who knows!"

Everyone discussed for a while, and looked at the people from Wanbingfang. After all, among the people present, they were the ones who dealt with the court the most.

And their main business was in the Ministry of War, and the probability of knowing the military generals was the highest.

Qingmeizi hesitated for a moment, frowned and thought: "There is no military general called General Feilong in the court now. But..."

"But what?"

"That's it, tell me quickly! "

Seeing that everyone was getting excited again, Qingmeizi no longer hesitated, after all, these people were like crazy.

Qingmeizi thought for a moment and said: "As far as I know, during the Jingkang Incident, there was a guard of the imperial city, named Feilong, but he had an accident on the way to escort the royal family, and he is dead."

"Dead!!!" Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and looked at Zhang Junbao again, wondering if he was lying.

Zhang Junbao was not afraid standing next to Yi Jifeng. He raised his hand and said: "I, Zhang Junbao, swear here that if I tell a lie, I will die."

The ancients still quite agreed with oaths and ghosts and gods. Seeing him say this, they couldn't help but believe most of it.

Just thinking that Yue Fei's relics were given to a dead person is too... Could it be burned for him?

At this time, the ten people selected by the crowd gathered together to discuss for a while, and Qingmeizi stood up and said...

"Everyone, listen to me. ”

“Just now, the ten of us discussed that since General Yue’s relics were given to General Feilong, then General Feilong is very likely not dead.”

“Otherwise, General Yue would not have named him and given him the relics. Now, we just need to find General Feilong.”

“As for the relics, the ten of us discussed and decided that Zhang Junbao should keep them. When the time comes, we will hand them over to General Feilong in person under everyone’s witness. What do you think?”

Everyone nodded and thought this was a solution, but someone asked, “What if Zhang Junbao swapped them?”

Yi Jifeng stepped forward and said, “My Mingjian Villa is willing to guarantee Junbao. As long as everyone can find General Feilong, he will naturally know whether the relics are real or fake.” "

Hearing this, everyone thought that it was true. It was impossible for General Feilong not to know what General Yue's relics were; or in other words, whether they had an agreement, General Feilong would know it at a glance.

Although it was late at night, everyone's enthusiasm was aroused. The crowd did not disperse, but gathered together to discuss.