"Um?"
Hearing this, Guo Zhi didn't react for the first moment, and frowned in confusion:
"Isn't it a good thing to find Mr. Ye Mian? How can it be considered a trouble?"
"But, that's Mr. Night Face Man, how could it be so easy to find him?"
Chang Sunchuan poured cold water on him.
"If this matter had happened before, I would never have believed that Xiao Ning could find that night man."
"But now Xiao Ning, I think we should choose to believe him."
Guo Zhi thought carefully for a moment and said:
"In the past, Xiao Ning might have been a bit dandy. But no matter how you look at Xiao Ning now, he doesn't look like a person who can do random things."
"Sister Guo, that's what I said, but after all, he is Ye Nian Langjun. How can we invite him just by asking?"
"Ever since Xiao Ning publicized this matter, I immediately mobilized all my contacts to find any traces of Mr. Night Face in the past three years."
"The results of it?"
Guo Zhi heard this and asked with great concern.
"The result is that there is no news at all!"
"Since Mr. Ye Mian disappeared three years ago, there has been no trace of him in the entire Dayao."
"I contacted Yuan Wuji and others, as well as some friends of our eldest son's family and the intelligence network. Although, my intelligence network may not be as good as Xiao Ning."
"But when it comes to finding someone, if you can't find them, you just can't find them. It doesn't mean that he is more powerful and can find a person who has disappeared."
"This is not absolute."
Guo Zhi still has some hope.
Then Chang Sun Chuan waved his hand, sighed, and released his trump card:
"Hey, originally, I thought about it the same way as you."
"I even asked Master Wang, and Master Wang also felt that Xiao Ning should have some back-up moves and trump cards."
"But, yesterday I asked Li Wanwan specifically if Xiao Ning had given him any instructions."
"After all, this poetry meeting is imminent. If Xiao Ning really has any plans, he should start making preparations."
"In the end, Li Wanwan told me that Xiao Ning just asked him to find a craftsman to make a mask exactly like Mr. Night Face."
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As soon as these words came out, Guo Zhi completely turned into a beetle-eyed person and was dumbfounded.
"Huh? What do you mean? Xiao Ning's plan?"
"Exactly! Xiao Ning planned to pretend to be the Night Face Man himself. He did mention this at the time."
"However, when he brought up this matter, we all thought he was joking and didn't take it seriously."
"Now it seems that he is really planning to make a desperate move."
"After all, it will be difficult for Zuimengxuan to resolve Hongxing Tower's attack no matter what."
"At the poetry meeting, the other party invited Qu Yilou. I heard that Qu Yilou has specially prepared five rhymes, so he is bound to win."
"In the future, if there is a price war, there will only be one Li family behind Zuimengxuan, but Hongxing Tower is the Sun Chen Alliance, and there are four major families behind it."
"In the price war, Zuimengxuan is definitely no match. Therefore, what Zuimengxuan faces this time is a dead end."
"So, it makes sense that Xiao Ning prepares a dead horse as a living horse doctor and wants to put all his efforts into it."
Chang Sunchuan explained.
Guo Zhi stood aside and listened quietly, her brows furrowing even more.
"Let's put it this way, going all out seems to be the only way."
"Forget it, there's no point worrying here. Let's just go to Zuimengxuan and have a look."
The two hit it off immediately and rushed towards Zuimengxuan.
When the two arrived at Zuimengxuan, there was a huge crowd outside the door of Zuimengxuan.
Many people were staring at the plaque on the top of Zuimengxuan and talking about it.
"Mr. Ye Mian? This Zui Mengxuan is really generous."
"The Li family deserves to be called the Li family, and they are generous when they take action."
"This character is written like a swimming dragon. It seems that it is written by an expert."
Many people rushed to discuss the matter about the man who met him that night, with excitement on their faces.
The two ignored it and went straight to the ninth floor.
When they arrived, Li Baiwan was sitting on the ninth floor drinking tea with a sad look on his face.
When they saw Li Wanwan, the two immediately went to ask Li Wanwan if Xiao Ning had given him any latest instructions.
The news I received was that there was no such thing. The only option was to create a mask similar to Ye Nian Langjun.
After hearing this, the two fell silent.
this will.
Looking at the guests downstairs at Zuimengxuan, they were all crowded.
They suddenly felt like Alexander.
If nothing else, this may be the last glory before Zuimengxuan collapses.
Now, the more people are attracted to it.
When Xiao Ning's masked man appears, Zui Mengxuan is more likely to die.
This dense group of figures resembled the ants that were about to overthrow the behemoth Zuimengxuan together.
This is far from the peak.
The next two days.
Chang Sunchuan and Guo Zhi just watched as the number of people who came to watch and discuss this matter increased dozens of times.
Not only Zuimengxuan, but also the several miles around Zuimengxuan were surrounded by people.
Many people were looking forward to seeing the true face of the night man again, and even more people came to join in the fun.
This kind of scene is comparable to today's large-scale star chasing scenes.
There have never been so many literati and talented people in the sky and on the streets, and arty people are everywhere.
Two days later.
Zuimengxuan.
An old man dressed in coarse linen walked through the crowd and arrived at the downstairs of Zuimengxuan.
His eye sockets were sunken, and his gaze contained endless vicissitudes of life.
There doesn't seem to be anything special about his figure. He is thin and frail, showing the decadence of an ordinary old man in his old age.
However, the two young men following behind him looked quite extraordinary.
They have handsome faces and dignified appearance.
His conversation was full of elegance.
"Master, this is the Zuimengxuan. According to rumors, the Ye Nian Langjun will come to this restaurant on the day of the poetry meeting."
One of the young men reported something.
The old man nodded.
"Well, I've read the motto of the Night Man. No matter how you look at it, he should join my Confucian school."
"I hope this time, we can see his true face in Lushan."
I sighed, then looked at the plaque on the top of Zuimengxuan, and my eyes lit up.
"What do you think of this line of writing?"
"Excellent!"
"Compared to you?"
"Far better than me."
"Yes. The person who wrote this line is an expert. From his handwriting, I saw two words."
"I hope Master can give me some advice."
"Qianlong."
The old man muttered something silently, turned around and left.
When the two people behind him heard this, they couldn't help but look shocked!
Qianlong? !
You know, Master Kong Nan!
Those are one of the few half-step secular immortals in this world.
People with their cultivation level can even penetrate the secrets of heaven.
Qianlong!
This description is a bit too high.
I don’t know who the person who wrote this line is!
