Volume 1: The Jianghu is the main thing, who is the guest? Chapter 6: The Demon King
There is no doubt about it, it must be a cult.
Li Muchan calmed down and blocked the two doors tightly. His thin body was shaky, but he said in the same tone as usual: "Mother Liu, you'd better not come in. It's not good for a man and a woman to be in the same room at night. "
“Hehehe…”
As soon as he said this, a burst of strange shrill laughter was heard outside the door, which made Li Muchan's hands and feet cold and sweat appeared on his forehead.
Since this madam is a member of the Demonic Cult, the girls and servants in Cuifang Tower are probably not good people either.
He couldn't help but think of some gangsters who had died under strange causes in the city recently, and he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.
Fortunately, he was always kind to others when he went in and out of those brothels, and never made things difficult for those girls who made money by selling sex. Otherwise, he might have been beheaded as soon as he left the house, and he would not even know how he died.
Mother Liu seemed to have lost some of her strength, and she laughed sweetly, "Oh, Master Li, you sound like I can eat you. Don't worry, you are an honest person, and you have never bullied the girls in the building. When I left, the boss specifically reminded me not to neglect it. I just want you to come over and have a few drinks."
After hearing this, Li Muchan confirmed his guess and felt a headache.
The Qinglong Society hasn't figured out the situation yet, and now the Demon Cult has come knocking on our door again.
Also, didn’t the hall master say that he had cleared out all the cult’s secret agents and spies?
But he quickly reacted and frowned, thinking that this was most likely done intentionally by .
Perhaps they never expected him to be able to make the fake look real, but wanted to do the opposite and expose his flaws in order to let the Demon Cult take advantage of their situation.
It's killing me.
This is clearly gambling with his life.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. It seemed that as long as he failed to reach the pinnacle, his life would be as worthless as grass and as humble as an ant, and would be trampled upon by others.
Since he couldn't avoid it, he had to open the door.
A huge, pale face immediately came closer, almost sticking to him.
Mother Liu narrowed her eyes and smiled as she glanced at everything in the room. Then she looked at him again and suddenly asked, "Is Master Li injured?"
Li Muchan's expression was stiff, and he forced a smile and said, "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious."
He paused, and then said, "Since the boss has invited me, I will accept the invitation."
Mother Liu had her hair tied up in a bun that was fashionable at the time, with a jade hairpin inserted horizontally. Her round and bloated body did not seem slow at all, but instead exuded a nimble demeanor.
Seeing that Li Muchan actually accepted the invitation, she immediately smiled, her laughter sounded like a silver bell, and she said in a delicate voice: "I knew that Master Li is a straightforward person."
As they were talking, they clapped their hands, then stepped aside, and saw ghost lights rising up, and a black sedan chair floating among the graves with slanted tombstones.
It really did float over.
This was because the four bearers who were carrying the sedan chair were all rare masters of light Kung Fu. They carried the sedan chair on their shoulders, paddled in the air with their feet, and flew above the grass and trees. The four men had black heads and feet, black clothes and black pants, black shoes and black socks. With the hairy moon above their heads, they looked from a distance like the Grim Reaper wandering at night or the King of Hell coming out of his palace. It was really terrifying.
Li Muchan pretended to be panicked and said in a hoarse voice: "This is..."
But before he could get a response, he felt his body lighten and was pushed out by the madam, falling directly into a sedan chair that floated nearby.
It's like escaping from the dragon's den and entering the tiger's den.
However, since the other party did not kill him immediately, it means that there is still hope.
The night wind was cold and bleak. Li Muchan, sitting in the sedan chair, felt that the scenery outside the window was flowing backwards rapidly and the whistling sound of the wind kept blowing in.
When the wind died down, the sedan chair had fallen silently to the ground.
"Mr. Li, we're here!"
What’s even more surprising is that Mother Liu actually followed .
As the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, a seductive light emanated from the pavilion not far away.
The four corners of the pavilion were surrounded by flower beds, and between the pillars hung four half-rolled bamboo curtains decorated with jade and gemstones. They were colorful under the lights and emitted a strange light.
There is a jade table in the pavilion, on which the sandalwood incense is curling, driving away mosquitoes.
In front of the jade table, there was a person on the left, a woman in snow-white clothes. Unfortunately, she was wearing a hat with a veil hanging under the brim, so her real face was difficult to see.
"Dao Twelve, do you know what the consequences are for betraying the Holy Church?"
Li Muchan had just stood firm on his front feet when a voice floated out from the pavilion.
The voice sounded gentle as water, but there was also a kind of coldness that penetrated into the bones. No one is allowed to approach.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what the boss means by this."
"Haha," the woman chuckled, "It's true that you won't cry until you see the coffin."
At this moment, Mother Liu at the side suddenly took out a token and presented it respectfully.
After seeing the token, Li Muchan greeted all the ancestors of the Qinglong Society's chief in his heart.
Mother Liu said with a smile: "This was found in your wooden hut, Master Li."
The man in the pavilion took over the conversation, raised his voice, and said sternly: "How dare you, Thunder Master, collude with the Azure Dragon Society, and you don't know your crime?"
Li Muchan's eyes kept changing, his mind racing, and he suddenly clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "I am Dao Twelve, and I pay my respects to the leader."
"Cult leader? Hahaha..." However, the people in the pavilion laughed, and their bodies shook with laughter, as if they had encountered something interesting. "Mr. Li, Li Muchan, hahaha, you are such an interesting person, but you guessed wrong, I am not a cult leader, I am the 'Lone Peak Heavenly King', the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Holy Church."
Li Muchan's cheeks trembled, and the pupils of his lowered eyes suddenly shrank.
What you think will come true.
If he remembered correctly, this "King of Lone Peak" was none other than Shangguan Xiaoxian.
This person was actually in Luoyang City, and in Cuifang Tower.
In an instant, Li Muchan's mind was quickly recalling the big and small people in "Cuifang Tower". Faces of some old, some young, some ugly, some beautiful appeared before his eyes one by one, until they stopped on a silly and stupid girl.
Shangguan Xiaoxian.
He had met this person before and even gave alms to him.
It is said that Lin Xian'er, the most beautiful woman in the world in the past, was first toyed with and exploited by Shangguan Jinhong, and then abandoned by A Fei. She lived in poverty for the rest of her life and ended up miserably, falling into prostitution.
Shangguan Xiaoxian grew up in a brothel, and her stupidity was just a trick to cover up her true identity.
After all, who would doubt a fool?
Thinking about all these things, Li Muchan took a deep breath of cold air and realized that he was still too naive.
The person in the pavilion held the teacup delicately with both hands, took a sip, and said with a slow smile: "Well, you actually worshipped the wrong leader. Guess what the leader Qiu who sits on the top of the sacred mountain will think when he knows this?"
Li Muchan's eyelids twitched, and he looked up and said blankly: "Master Qiu?"
The man in the pavilion said casually, "It is of course Cult Master Qiu, a rare genius in the Holy Church in the past 500 years. I heard that he has mastered a set of sword techniques that can shock the gods and ghosts, enough to be invincible in the world."
Li Muchan swallowed hard and suddenly said, "Dao Twelve is dead."
The man in the pavilion glanced at him, stroking the rim of the teacup with his index finger, and said indifferently: "I know... I also know that he was betrayed by his own people. But it doesn't matter, don't you still have you? No matter how much good the Qinglong Society promised you, I can give you more, gold, silver, jewelry, martial arts secrets, famous swords and beauties, everything you want."
Li Muchan's face was trembling with fear, but he felt helpless in his heart. Why do they like to play this trick?
His eyes seemed to be hesitant, and he said hesitantly: "The lobby took the initiative."
The man in the pavilion smiled quietly, "You are really cautious. It seems that you don't know yet that the Azure Dragon Society has no Grand Master for many years. Only the 'Seven Dragon Heads' rule the martial arts world."
Li Muchan was a little stunned, but not too surprised.
No matter who the other person is, whether male or female, or an invincible master, it is not something he can speculate now, nor is it something he should think about.
Putting aside the Azure Dragon Society and the Demon Cult, now there is a Money Gang emerging.
This woman is obviously not someone who would keep content with her lot. After all, she is the daughter of Shangguan Jinhong and Lin Xianer. How could she be willing to be inferior to others?
This is really lively.
The three most terrifying and shocking forces in the world are now together.
There was a three-way competition, and he was caught in the middle.
Li Muchan was not worried that the hall master would blame him, as the other party was simply using him and even hoped that he would do so.
Fight openly and covertly, and only those who are willing will take the bait.
The man in the pavilion continued, "You may not have learned martial arts, but you are very shrewd and quick-witted. You are suitable to be a first-class military advisor. Why don't you give me some advice?"
Ambition is revealed.
