Chapter 475: The world is noisy and I am quiet
Meng Qi was dazed for a while, then showed a wry smile, shook his head, and returned to his normal state. Since he may have to face it, there is no need to be sad and deliberately avoid it. This is not the mentality of a strong man.
He retracted his thoughts and walked to the central light pillar. Since he didn't know what the mission was and there were no companions around, it was difficult to buy the secret treasure together in a targeted way. Therefore, he only spent 500 good deeds to make up a Great Return Pill, leaving 110 .
After sitting quietly for a moment, Meng Qi disappeared into Samsara Square.
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July is in full swing, the autumn breeze is coming, the heat is still lingering during the day, and the nights are much cooler.
As the capital of the Jin Dynasty and the most famous city in the world, the city of God is divided into five layers, inside and outside. The core is the palace city, followed by the imperial city, and then there are the inner city, the outer city, and the buildings built outside the city along both sides of the canal. If you look down on the houses from a high place, you will see that they are lined up in rows, and the streets and cities are intertwined according to some indescribable rules, circle after circle, and finally converge in the imperial city.
Such a splendid and majestic city naturally has a flow of people that can match it. Even if it is not a market day, the streets are still crowded with people, and there are always people taking a rest under the trees on the street to escape the summer heat.
Compared with other cities in Jiangdong, although the clothes of the people in Shendu are not obviously better than those in Jiangdong, there are still some people who are in rags, but their energy and spirit are better than those in Jiangdong. It lacks a bit of elegance, but has the pride of being the most good city under the emperor's feet.
The Prince of Wei's Mansion is located in Duozi Lane, close to the Imperial City. There are only a few cars and horses coming and going, and it is not as lively as the other prince's residences. There are many sycamores planted in the lane, and the trees cover the road, making it quite quiet.
"Your Majesty, where are we going?" Hu Dou, the eunuch with light eyebrows, lowered his thin voice and asked his master, King Zhao Heng of Wei, who was in front of him and had changed into ordinary people's clothes.
After receiving a strange note in the afternoon, his master seemed uneasy. Then he avoided everyone and sneaked out of the house with himself.
Although Zhao Heng was wearing a green robe and a cap, he was still as high-spirited as ever. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at the bright sunshine: "You'll find out later."
His tone was calm and dignified. Hu Dou immediately fell silent and shouldn't ask any more questions.
Although his prince is usually approachable and uninhibited in his words and smiles, when he really turns down his face, he can still let people know what it means to be a dragon son and a phoenix grandson, and what it means to be majestic and natural.
This is the Imperial City... Hu Dou thought idly.
After leaving Duozi Lane, the two of them walked forward in silence until they arrived at the edge of the inner city, where dragons and snakes were mixed together.
Hu Dou lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He was no longer as high-profile as usual. He ordered the waiter to clear a wine table and wait for the prince to sit down.
"Your Majesty, are we waiting for someone here?" He asked for a clean towel and wiped the table by himself, looking disgusted with the greasy look before.
Zhao Heng said nothing. He looked around and saw people of all kinds and chaos everywhere.
"The latest list of people is here!" There was a sudden noise outside.
A scholar, like a star holding a moon, walked to the corner of the stairs on the second floor under the gaze of everyone, and then opened the white paper in his hand, ready to post it.
"This bunch of local leopards should have known about the changes in the list of people for a long time..." Hu Dou looked around contemptuously.
People nearby had already started talking. Someone holding a folding fan shook his head and asked his friend: "How long do you think the Wolf King's madness will continue?"
It is a characteristic of Shendu to use the word "you" when addressing acquaintances or friends, and it appears to be particularly polite and polite.
"The knowledgeable people in the capital believe that the Wolf King's breakthrough is imminent, and I am afraid that if he kills another person, he will be promoted in half a step." The man with the long sword standing on the table said confidently.
This feeling of "controlling" all the heroes in the world without leaving the capital made him intoxicated.
The corners of Hu Dou's mouth curled up, half-smiling.
With a crash, the white paper hung down, and the black characters were revealed.
"Hey, No. 1 is really not the Wolf King anymore!" The man holding the folding fan shouted.
The man with the long sword in front of him nodded reservedly and turned his gaze to the white paper. He saw that the number one on the list was Crazy Sword Su Meng.
He glanced down and his eyes suddenly solidified.
The introduction of Crazy Knife Su Meng is not much different from before, except that the record column is much less, only one short line:
"Kill the Wolf King in Bayan on the grassland."
Kill the Wolf King in Bayan on the grassland... Kill the Wolf King... He repeated as if dreaming, unable to believe what he saw.
There were gasps of cold air everywhere in the restaurant, and the silence became more and more solid.
"This, this is impossible, right?"
"The arrogant Wolf King was killed alive?"
"Is the Crazy Sword so powerful?"
At this moment, there is no need for extra achievements to explain how powerful the Crazy Sword is, this alone can make the world look at him!
"It's rare but strange." Hu Dou cursed in a low voice with great satisfaction, completely forgetting that he was dumbfounded when he first heard about it.
After a while, the restaurant was like a volcano erupting, and it was boiling. Discussions and exclamations abounded.
The scholar holding the folding fan and his companion looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "You are right, the Wolf King did fall off the list, but it was not a breakthrough, but a death."
"Who would have thought that the Crazy Sword would be so powerful? No less powerful than the original Heavenly Sword!" The man with the sword in front of him smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject, "Now Fan Changmiao must be so depressed that he can't sleep, haha. "
"Why is Fan Changmiao depressed?" The scholar holding a folding fan asked puzzledly, "Does he have an old grudge with Kuang Dao? That's not right. He was born in the Divine City, grew up in the Divine Capital, and has never traveled outside Zhongzhou. It is impossible for him to be with Crazy Sword’s old grudge…”
The man with the sword in front of him said in a nonchalant manner: "Do you think about his identity?"
"This year's top martial arts champion, the Six Gates Silver Seal Constable, what's the problem?" The scholar was more and more confused.
"Haha, you don't know, Fan Changmiao is a very cunning man, who has been forbearing for many years and suddenly exploded. Last year, he became the top martial arts champion, the only young master who won the title of champion without being on the human list. Now he is in high spirits and wants to enter the top ten." The man stroked the hilt of the sword and talked freely.
"This is something to be proud of and show off, and Fan Changmiao has also risen to the 15th place on the human list." The scholar frowned.
What does this have to do with the crazy knife?
"Originally, it was something to be proud of and show off. Even if some people questioned that the level of the martial arts exam was too low and Fan Changmiao was not worthy of the title, with the current ranking on the list, Fan Changmiao did not need to take it to heart." The man who stroked the hilt of the sword laughed, "But Kuang Dao was also a martial arts candidate in that subject, but he treated the title of champion as a piece of trash and did not even come. Everyone said that it was only because of his withdrawal that Fan Changmiao won the final victory, otherwise he would be vulnerable..." The scholar slapped the fan in his hand: "So that's it!" "So the more glorious Kuang Dao is, the more uncomfortable and depressed Fan Changmiao is. Who can stand the 'champion who got a bargain'?" "That's right, but Wolf King, such an arrogant master, was killed by Kuang Dao. I'm afraid he doesn't even have the courage to face it!" The man put down the sword in his hand, drank a cup of wine, and looked very comfortable. Hu Dou listened with relish. It was the first time he knew about this kind of "grudge". At this time, a servant came in and handed Zhao Heng a note. Zhao Heng took a look, clenched his hand, and the note turned into ashes. Then he stood up and walked towards the door of the store.
"Hey, Wang, wait for me." Zhao Heng took a few steps, and Hu Dou came back to his senses and hurriedly followed.
When he got outside the store, Zhao Heng turned around and around to a secluded alley.
"Wait here." Zhao Heng ordered in a deep voice.
Hu Dou whispered: "Your Majesty, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."
"You are not unaware of my current strength, are you afraid that you can't wait for rescue?" Zhao Heng said seriously.
Hu Dou knew that the prince had secretly broken through some time ago, so he took a breath and said: "Your Majesty, be careful."
At the end of the alley, there was an abandoned house. A man in a green shirt was holding a piece of green grass and leaning lazily against the broken wall. The yard was overgrown with weeds, and the sun shone through the trees, casting golden spots.
"All the major forces in the world are shocked by your killing of the Wolf King. Countless people are talking about you, praising you, and targeting you. Including the Six Gates, I don't know how many forces are looking for you, but you are just basking in the sun and being lazy here." Zhao Heng was a little envious for no reason.
The man in green was Meng Qi. He traveled day and night and arrived at the Divine Capital in just one month and ten days.
He said leisurely: "What does this have to do with me? Even if the Six Gates have rewards, they have to know the specific content of the task before deciding whether to reveal their identities. Well, they haven't come yet?"
"It will probably take some time, especially Sister Yushu, who is not alone like you." Zhao Heng replied.
In other words, the task still needs to wait.
Meng Qi squinted at the sky and suddenly said: "Have you broken through?"
Zhao Heng sighed: "I am not as ambitious as you and Miss Jiang. If you want to reach the sky in one step, you should follow the steps."
"Everyone has his own path. Why do you need to do this? I may not be able to beat you now..." Meng Qi chuckled.
"My own path..." Zhao Heng was suddenly touched and said with emotion, "Xiao Meng, I really want to be like you, free and easy. The position of the crown prince, the royal family's struggle, and the world's situation are too tiring and too heavy." He felt that this mission in the capital of the gods might be involved in this, so he has been under pressure and unhappy for some time. Meng Qi glanced at him: "Are you really willing to give up the glory and wealth, the position of the prince who is surrounded by beautiful women? In the future, you may become the crown prince and ascend to the throne..." Zhao Heng shook his head, lifted his clothes, and sat next to Meng Qi without any image: "Only people outside will envy me. If there is a chance, I would rather exchange with you. You become the crown prince, and I will be an idler in the mountains and a hero in the rivers and lakes." Meng Qi turned around and looked at Zhao Heng with round eyes, his eyes piercing: "Really?" "What?" Zhao Heng was stunned. "Really swapping, hahahaha, I've long wanted to be a prince, to enjoy this life of power, fine clothes, delicious food, and beauties all around!" Meng Qi laughed, looking serious, "I'll do 80% of it, I promise to become exactly like you, no one can tell!"
Zhao Heng didn't expect Meng Qi to take advantage of the situation, he was confused and at a loss, subconsciously said: "I'm kidding."
"I knew you wouldn't give up these things." Meng Qi lay down again, leaning against the broken wall, with a dull mood.
Zhao Heng was a little dazed, thinking to himself, Xiao Meng is really the same as what they said, something about intermittent brain twitching...
However, after being interrupted by Meng Qi, his previous depressed mood was relieved a lot, he smiled and shook his head, stood up, flicked his collar, and prepared to leave.
"How are you? Are you feeling better?" At this time, Meng Qi, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly spoke. Zhao Heng was stunned and looked back at Meng Qi. He saw his head was hazy in the shadow of the broken wall. Only his mouth and jaw biting the grass stem were the clearest, with a layer of light green stubble on it. "You..." Zhao Heng was suddenly moved. Meng Qi still looked up at the green tree: "If you feel better, help me check two people." "One is called Yang Wuliang, half a step away, and he should have joined the King of Jin."
This is Xianji's mission in the divine capital, to avenge a certain reserve member for Yang Wuliang's murder of his father.
Zhao Heng nodded lightly: "What else?"
"Gu Changqing..." Meng Qi sighed slightly.
In just over three years, this name has become so unfamiliar, and so many people and events have changed over the years...