Chapter 153 The wind is about to rise

"Uncle Li, how much do you know about Wuyi Mountain?" Mo Yu asked. He first wanted to see how Wuyi Mountain was received in the world.

After hearing this, Li Gengyu thought about it and decided how to make a fair evaluation.

Huang Gengri's straight-tempered problem was committed again, and it was all based on his personal preferences. He said: "It's just a miscellaneous sect that relies on three religions and nine streams. It can't get on the stage. In the end, it was cannibalized and annexed. It is the fault of itself."

Mo Yu nodded. This was the same as what Du Feng said, but it was not the answer he wanted to hear. He turned to Li Gengyu.

Li Gengyu tapped his finger on the table and said slowly: "Wuyishan's method of recruiting disciples is indeed flawed, but it has been glorious for a period of time after all. Being able to suppress disciples who have their own hidden agendas is considered a kind of ability. As far as I know

, the leader of this generation in Wuyi Mountain calls him Lu Pingsong, who has a black-haired whisk in his hand, and has few rivals among people of the same level, so he is nicknamed 'Taoist Fu Ming'!"

"Taoist Fu Ming?" Mo Yu murmured, and this title was quite impressive.

"He's not really from the Taoist sect."

Li Gengyu saw Mo Yu's expression was different, and explained with a smile: "Lu Pingsong committed too many killings when he was young, and his anger almost made him obsessive. He was able to recover with the help of a Taoist master. From then on, he devoted himself to Taoism."

"Humph, that kind of person deserves to die. Why save him?" Huang Geng expressed his emotions in a loud voice, but Mo Yu and the other two did not agree with him.

"From this point of view, this person is not completely bad. He only joined the charter for the purpose of reviving the sect." Mo Yu's eyes flickered, and he had another plan.

Li Gengyu frowned when he heard this and lowered his voice: "Do you want to..."

The second half of the sentence was not spoken, not because he was wary of Huang Gengri, but because there were some words that were difficult to draw conclusions at this time.

Mo Yu curled his lips and nodded: "Wealth and wealth are sought in danger."

Li Gengyu said nothing, his heart was complicated and shocked. With such courage and ideas, one can imagine the future achievements of this Mo family.

"Uncle Li, you and Elder Huang will discuss the remaining Kongtong disciples' entry into the city. I'll go out for a while." Mo Yu left his seat and stood up.

"Well, be careful."

Li Gengyu's eyes casually glanced at Mo Yu's robe. From the beginning, he knew that this kid had fought with others before, and he didn't point it out because he believed that the other person could survive.

Walking from the second floor to the courtyard, Mo Yu met Yun'er head-on.

"Hey, where are you going?" Yun'er carefully held a bowl of medicinal soup and handed it to Mo Yu: "Nuo, my young master asked me to boil it for you. Drink it while it's hot."

Mo Yu felt hot in his heart. Liu Ningxuan had indeed said this before. He thought he would be angry and leave it alone, but he never thought about it and forgot it.

He took the medicine bowl with both hands, raised his neck and drank it. There was no bitter taste in the throat. It should be that other herbs were added to the medicine.

"Drink clean, don't waste it." Yun'er looked at the side without blinking.

Helpless, Mo Yu had no choice but to drink down the medicine bowl until every drop was left, and finally turned the bowl upside down to show Yun'er to check.

"Say thank you to your young master for me."

Mo Yu handed the bowl back and patted Yun'er's head.

"Ah, don't pat me on the head, I won't grow taller." Yun'er puffed up her mouth and yelled angrily from behind. Unfortunately, Mo Yu had already gone far away and could not hear or see clearly.

The streets were as busy as ever, and Mo Yu didn't walk in a specific direction, just followed the flow of people and wandered aimlessly.

Yihe City is very big, but there are only a few lively places. Mo Yu slowly walked along the streets, observing the expressions of the people when they met the patrol officers and soldiers, and whether there were any comments after the officers and soldiers left.

During the Du Mansion's night gathering, he had ordered Feng Tianci to gather the people with knowledge and spread them around the city, teaching them orally and from heart to heart, so that the mystery of the missing refugees and beggars could be made public.

The disappearance of one person would have no impact, and no one would notice the disappearance of ten people. However, there are thousands of beggars and refugees pouring into the city every year, so the disappearance of such a number seems strange and terrifying.

You know, sometimes missing means death!

People rarely care about national and political affairs. They only want to survive and work around people's livelihood. When something happens that threatens their lives, panic and panic will arise.

People's hearts are like the water that carries a boat, and the tide that overturns it. The Constitution doesn't care about this, so Mo Yu wants to dig deep into the cauldron and shake up its roots.

I spent the whole afternoon observing, and the results were very good.

The patrol officers and soldiers represent the authority of life and death, and the people usually stay away from them and keep silent in awe.

But things are different now. When the patrol officers and soldiers walked by, most of the people lowered their heads to avoid looking, clenching their fists in their sleeves, and anger and fear flashed in their eyes.

Needless to say, they had heard the news spread by Feng Tianci, and gathered in small groups, pointing at the backs of the officers and soldiers, their expressions changing.

Of course, not all people have received the news, only a small number of people in each street have done so.

"Zhang Cheng, the prairie fire has been lit for you. I believe we will meet again soon."

Mo Yu sneered and left the crowd. It was almost dusk. The twilight of the day was indeed the scene of the battle in Momen.

The best way to spread news is by word of mouth, which can spread to ten people and hundreds of people. Even if you are lying on your bed, there will still be people talking and giving advice. In a few days, the streets and alleys of Yihe City will be filled with the truth.

When he returned to the inn, Li Gengyu was eating alone. He was the only one in such a big inn, and Liu Ningxuan and others were not seen coming down.

"Uncle Li." Mo Yu stepped over the threshold.

"Come on, you haven't eaten yet."

Li Gengyu smiled and raised his hand to say hello, and handed Mo Yu a pair of chopsticks: "I'm so happy, what good thing happened to me?"

"Is there any?"

Mo Yu sneered and shook his head, picked up the wine bowl and poured wine, clinked the bowls with Li Gengyu and drank each, and then said cheerfully: "You can do it now."

"What?" Li Gengyu was so surprised that he almost choked. He frowned and said seriously: "Don't be arrogant. Our current strength is not enough..."

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, Uncle Li, I was just joking with you." Mo Yu interrupted Li Gengyu's words, raised his eyebrows and raised his lips, but there was a sharp look in his eyes.

"You kid!" Li Gengyu tapped Mo Yu with his finger in the air, and took a nervous sip of wine: "You scared me. With your character, I almost believed it."

"Li Shu Haihan, boy, I'll punish myself with a bowl of wine." Mo Yu was in a rare good mood and held up the bowl of wine to drink.

"How can one bowl be enough? Three bowls can satisfy my anger!"

"No, no, no, no, boy, I'm too drunk, please forgive me..."

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We had a great time eating and drinking dinner until late at night.

Li Gengyu's drunkenness aroused Kongtong's sorrow, and he drank with tears streaming down his face, expressing his long-suppressed guilt and hatred. He was so excited that he finally picked up the wine jar and drank heavily, becoming extremely drunk.

Mo Yu had been silently listening to Li Gengyu's talk, and did not think it was shameful for a man to cry bitterly. On the contrary, a man who can bend and stretch, dare to love and hate is his true temperament.

After helping Li Gengyu back to his room to rest, Mo Yu cleared the dining table under Yun'er's constant complaints. The innkeeper and the waiter went home to relax, leaving only a few cooks to serve.

"No, this is tonight's medicine, remember to drink it." Yun'er put down the medicine bowl, yawned and left.

The medicine was still hot, so Mo Yu drank it completely as he had done in the morning, then closed the door of the inn, returned to the backyard and did not go back to the room, but jumped onto the roof of the inn.

Under the moonlight, a dark figure sat cross-legged on the eaves.

"Mr. Wang." Mo Yu quietly approached the black figure and sat on the flat roof of the room.

"Is he asleep?"

Wang Gengche's old voice came out. He had found him outside the inn half an hour ago. At that time, Li Gengyu was crying loudly. He did not show up and listened to the whole process outside the door.

Mo Yu also turned his head and noticed a dark shadow outside the threshold. He left his seat to check, met Wang Gengche and agreed on a time to meet.

"Well, Uncle Li should be able to have a good sleep tonight." Mo Yu put his hands on the roof tiles and looked up at the waning moon with emotion.

Wang Gengche nodded, his white hair blowing up in the wind, and sighed: "Junior brother, the pain in his heart is not much less than that of others. He has been suppressing it and not talking about it. Sooner or later, inner demons will form. After this night, he should have awakened."

"Mo Yu, thank you."

Mo Yu shook his head and asked casually: "Mr. Wang, can the City Lord's Mansion and his party gain anything?"

"nature."

Wang Gengche smiled confidently when he heard this, took out something from his arms and threw it to Mo Yu: "The Zhangcheng Mansion is heavily guarded. In addition to Lu Pingsong and Kong Wuxu, there are also three Wuyishan elders who are secretly deploying."

"Three people?"

Mo Yu frowned and wondered: "According to what Gu Yuan said, there are six elders surviving in Wuyi Mountain. Where are the remaining two?"

"I've never seen this old man before."

Wang Gengche recalled carefully, thinking over the characters and suspicious places he saw, and made sure that he had never seen those two elders.

The two fell into silence for a long time, and Mo Yu's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he said in surprise: "I know where they are."

"Where?" Wang Gengche stared in surprise.

"prison!"

Mo Yu slowly uttered two words, and seeing that Wang Gengche's face was still confused, he explained: "Zhang Cheng imprisoned the former city guard general and the son of the former city lord in prison. He wanted to kill the two of them, and he was afraid that something might happen.

, so we will send experts to guard the prison."

"That's it." Wang Gengche suddenly realized.

"Mr. Wang, who was the other assassin during the day?"

Mo Yu looked at the thing in his hand, it was the box of water chestnut paste that Zhang Zhang gave to Lu Pingsong.

Wang Gengche took it for Li Gengyu's use, and at the same time indirectly told Mo Yu that one of the assassins who appeared in the city lord's mansion during the day was him.

"I don't know this either."

Wang Gengche's eyes were filled with doubts, and he said with twinkling eyes: "At that time, I saw that you were in trouble, so I pretended to be an assassin and took action. As soon as I led the enemy to another place, I found that Lu Pingsong was fighting with a masked man with a very strange figure.

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"In order to draw out the charter, I temporarily decided to join forces with the assassin to injure Lu Pingsong. Then Kong Wuxu came with his men. We ran away in different directions and never met again."

"It's rare to say that there are still people who have a grudge against Zhang Cheng?" Mo Yu analyzed subconsciously.

"It's hard to say," Wang Gengche said calmly: "A person as vicious and treacherous as Zhang Cheng must have many enemies."

Mo Yu nodded in agreement. No matter what, an enemy's enemy can be said to be a friend. It would be of great benefit to have one more force join them. I believe the other party would also think so.

"The wind is about to rise. The charter has become a frightened bird. Tighten your defenses. Mr. Wang, please don't go out recently." Mo Yu stretched his body and stood up, twisting his neck slightly, making a "bang" sound.

"Okay, let me see how you turn Yihe City upside down!"
Chapter completed!