It was getting late, and the crowds of people coming and going in the market had become much thinner. The surrounding vendors noticed that there was a lot of excitement here, so they simply abandoned their business and gathered around to join in the fun.
"Brother, is what you said true or false? Where did you get this news?" Although the mustache is close to the middle-aged man's age, it even looks like it has grown under the wind and sun. He was somewhat young, but he was very polite and kept asking questions.
"Don't I have long ears? I heard a few gossips from others on the way... Regardless of whether they are true or false, just listen to them and that's it!" The middle-aged man said in a very casual manner.
"That's not right! The selection of the leader of the League of Heroes... is considered to be its own business, why bother discussing it with other sects?" Mustache asked in confusion.
"Ouch! Look at my brain, I feel like something is wrong! I just missed something!" The middle-aged man slapped his head, looked around, and then continued: "Actually, the League of Legends chose The leader of the alliance does have nothing to do with outsiders... But what I heard is that the League of Heroes intends to merge all the sects and become a unique existence in the world! So who can be the leader of the alliance... Well, it should be said to be the grand leader, let alone the capital city , I am afraid that even the world will be under his control!"
"Ah... this... this can't be possible!" As soon as he said this, the people around him took a breath and whispered to each other in disbelief.
"Brother, you can't talk nonsense!" The mustache pressed the middle-aged man's arm and said seriously.
"Hi! I already told you that these are just some gossips, so you can just listen and enjoy it!" the middle-aged man said indifferently.
"Yes, I think this is nonsense. You have to know how important it is to unify the sect! It's not as simple as a few words!"
"That's it!" "That's it!"
After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the person next to him immediately agreed, causing a chorus of agreement from around him.
"By the way! Do you know who this acting alliance leader is? He can even give up the position of the chief alliance leader so casually!"
"I don't know about this, but I heard that the acting alliance leader has great magical powers and subdued the monster wave with one person! Moreover, he is extremely low-key in his work and has never shown his true colors to others!"
"There is such a selfless person in the world. If he can become the leader of the alliance, it will be a blessing for us ordinary people!"
Everyone was chatting enthusiastically, but at this time, the mustache looked gloomy and sighed.
Despite his ugly appearance with a mustache, he is always laughing and joking and is very popular. Hearing him sighing at this time was as strange as the sun returning from the west to the east, causing the surroundings to be extremely quiet.
"Huh? Why did you stop? Go talk to you. What's so good about my dog face?" Mustache said with a forced smile.
"Mustache, did you want to say something just now?" The middle-aged man saw something was wrong with Mustache at a glance, "If you have anything on your mind, just say it. Although I don't have much money, I have a lot of strength. If you need help, I will definitely help you!”
The mustache was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly and said: "Hey! Don't misunderstand me, I am alone, what can I worry about? I just remembered some stories!"
"story?"
"Don't be so nervous! It's not a big deal! In fact, you all should know that what I just thought of was the old things of the Jade Pot Sect..." Mustache said with a grin.
"That's right! I seem to have some impression when Mustache said that. I remember hearing a senior in my family say it when I was young... It seems that the Jade Pot Sect came first, and then the other sects came into being!" One person suddenly exclaimed. He remembered that a senior in his family had met an elder of the Jade Pot Sect in a roundabout way. He also heard some new stories, but due to his poor understanding, he did not grasp this relationship well.
"That's right! I think back then, Ancestor Mingyuan was so powerful that he was invincible. He separated five mountains and established the Jade Pot Sect with just one person! At that time, there were not only demonic intrusions from outside, but also evil cultivators inside. He made trouble, but no matter how fierce they were, they were all blocked by him! Because of this, the scattered talents in the world got a chance to breathe, and finally united together and joined the Jade Pot Sect, completely ending the intrusion of the demon world. …The Yuhu Sect at that time was unparalleled in the world! It’s a pity that Patriarch Mingyuan suddenly left, and no one in the Yuhu Sect could shoulder the burden anymore, so the Yuhu Sect split into these names you are familiar with!” Xiao Beard said thoughtfully.
"I didn't expect that the Jade Pot Sect has such a story..." It was the first time for the middle-aged man to see such a serious look with this mustache. He originally wanted to make a joke to lighten the atmosphere, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became.
"Is this League of Legends planning to become the second Jade Pot Sect? This ambition is too ambitious!" Someone next to him said in surprise.
"That's right... Although there is a saying: The general trend of the world will break up if it is united for a long time, and it will unite if it is divided for a long time. But it is easy to break a piece of big cake into several pieces and distribute it, but it is difficult to put it back together! Whoever is hungry may take a bite of the cake. , even if you put it all together in the end, there will inevitably be gaps left if you try to put it back together!" the middle-aged man said calmly.
After listening to the middle-aged man's words, several people nodded in agreement, but at this moment, a hearty voice sounded from behind everyone: "Haha, what are you friends talking about? Are you chatting so happily?"
When everyone heard the voice of the visitor, they dispersed in all directions. I saw the man spinning the gong mallet in one hand and carrying the gong in the other, walking closer with a smile.
"This... haha, who did I think it was? It turns out to be a brother from the League of Heroes... I was just chatting just now, are you still the same today?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly said hello.
Because he had given the gong ringer some fruits for free before, the gong ringer actually took good care of his business and would come over to support him every time the market was about to leave.
The middle-aged man was packing the fruits while secretly glancing at the face of the gong knocker. Seeing that the man's expression was as usual, he thought he must have just arrived, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the speaker didn't mean it, he was afraid that the listener meant it. , if these words reach the mouths of the Hero League, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble.
But just when he was carefully selecting the fruits, he saw a black shadow on the ground passing through the hand of the gong knocker, and his breath shortened. But before he could dodge, he saw the gong hammer banging in the hand of the gong knocker, He smashed the fruit in his hand into two halves.
The gong striker's force was just right. Although it didn't hurt the middle-aged man at all, it still startled the middle-aged man. He was stunned for a while and didn't know what to do.
The gong knocker laughed when he saw this, took the fruit from the middle-aged man's hand, and said with a faint smile: "Brother, this fruit is still as fresh as ever! But there is no need to pick it today..."
The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized what he was doing, and said with a laugh: "It seems that brother is tired of eating the fruit, so I have to welcome brother to visit next time..." After that, he wrapped the fruit and took it back to the bamboo Louzhong, ready to put on his blue shirt and leave.
"Brother, don't get me wrong. I'm going out to meet guests soon. It just doesn't make sense to go there empty-handed... Please come with me and bring these fruits to the guests! But please don't worry, the journey is not far and it won't delay you for too long. You don’t have to worry about time or money. I will naturally send someone to take it to you when the time comes." The gong ringer said with a faint smile.
"Oh... So that's it? Then will these fruits of mine be too shabby?" the middle-aged man asked worriedly.
"Hahaha... I'm joking, this fruit is so delicious, who wouldn't like it?" The gong knocker raised his hand and clenched it, and the fresh juice flowed into his mouth. He swallowed it, and then He licked his lips with unfinished content and motioned for the middle-aged man to follow him.
The middle-aged man looked back, but there was no trace of Lan Bushan, so he asked the man next to him to let him go home if he saw Lan Bushan, then he picked up Zhulou and followed quickly...
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The mustache who had just told the story saw the gong ringer coming here earlier, so he grabbed his blue shirt and slipped away from the crowd. At this time, he passed by a wine stall and couldn't help but stretch his nose and smell it. His two rat eyes lit up for a while.
He touched his arms and threw down a few grains of silver. He picked up two pots of wine at the vendor's cheerful greeting, and then handed another pot to the man in blue cloth who was following him. Lan Bushan was also used to Mustache's generosity, so he took it directly into his hands without any courtesy.
"Hey! Mustache, is the story about the Jade Pot Sect you told before true or false?" Lan Bushan felt itchy in his heart, and finally asked.
"Of course it's true. If you don't believe it, just go ask someone and see if... I have any falsehoods?" Mustache said calmly as he took a sip of wine happily.
"Stop it... How can I ask about this kind of thing! Even if I had the place to ask, I don't have the guts!" Lan Bushan said dejectedly, then thought of something again, touched his mustache with his arm and said: "Then what you said before about the young man exploding into a bloody mist is true or false?"
"Of course... uh... guess?" The mustache's expression changed, and when he saw that no one was around, he returned to normal and said slyly.
"How could I have guessed this? But... I think what you said should be the same as mine. You are probably making it up!"
"Oh? What do you say?"
"Well... take me for example! I can usually tolerate seeing chickens and pigs being killed, but if I saw people killing people, I would have fainted from fear! Even if I didn't faint, I would definitely have to run for my life. Who would care? Appreciation process?" Lan Bushan said with goosebumps all over his body and shrank his neck.
"Boy, let me tell you! Don't mess up your position when something happens! Even if you really encounter such a danger one day, you must face it bravely and stay awake! Don't be impulsive and reckless. It will be too late to regret it by then. !" Mustache said righteously.
"Don't worry, Mustache! It's good that I can use my legs if I'm really in danger! I don't have the ability to make myself regret it..." Lan Bushan spread his hands and said helplessly.
"That's true... maybe I think highly of you..."
Mustache pretended to have a look of realization, which made Lan Bushan look depressed.
