Mr. Meng from Spiegel.
Chu Qingxiao had heard this name from Zhu Quan more than once.
Chu Qingxiao was somewhat curious about this person.
Speaking of which, whether it was helping Sun Li escape before or today's seven-party interrogation, it was because of his secret help that Chu Qingxiao was able to avert danger.
Chu Qingxiao naturally had no reason to refuse the other party's invitation.
He nodded immediately and let Zhu Quan lead the way.
…
Everyone was a little tired these days, so Chu Qingxiao did not let anyone go with him, and followed Zhu Quan alone to Mr. Meng's residence.
Along the way, Zhu Quan kept chattering, and he did not hesitate to praise and admire Mr. Meng in his words.
It can be seen that Zhu Quan admires Mr. Meng very much.
Chu Qingxiao listened to him silently, how Mr. Meng developed the Mirror Stage from just him to today, with his disciples everywhere in Tianxuan City.
Of course, according to Zhu Quan, Mingjingtai can be what it is today because Chu Qingxiao prevented Liuhuanfeng from demolishing the Shanshui ditch, giving Mingjingtai time to spread their arguments about legal possession, thus allowing Tianxuan Mountain to stand on the moral side of the law. It is untenable, and it is the credit for the recent delay in taking action.
"It seems that Mr. Meng is indeed a great person." After listening to Zhu Quan's praise, Chu Qingxiao couldn't help but sigh.
"Of course!" Zhu Quan nodded repeatedly and said this.
While they were talking, the two of them had arrived at a busy city, surrounded by crowded and short houses. It was obvious that the residents here were ordinary outer disciples.
However, although the houses here are not as good as the tall gated courtyards elsewhere, the streets are clean, the crowds are densely packed, and there are vendors selling goods on both sides of the street, which makes it quite a bit smokey.
"Mr. Meng lives here?" Chu Qingxiao looked around and couldn't help asking, feeling a little strange in his heart.
In the bottom of his heart, he has always believed that people like Mr. Meng, who are in charge of the city, have become a mirror of the climate in Tianxuan City. Not to mention what kind of mansion they want to live in, it must be an elegant place.
But here, there are peddlers and pawns, and it is full of market atmosphere, but it has nothing to do with elegance.
"Mr. Meng said that if we at the Mirror Tower want to establish a destiny for the people of Tianxuan City, we naturally have to stay with them and understand them before we can know what they want..."
"Mr. Meng is friends with many people here. Whether they are traffickers, children in their teens, or elderly people in their 60s or 70s, Mr. Meng can chat with them all."
"Only those who harm the people will fear the people like tigers, and Mr. Xiang is obviously not one of them."
Chu Qingxiao nodded secretly when he heard the words, and he was a little more curious about Mr. Meng in his heart. He asked again: "Is Mr. Meng also a disciple of Tianxuan Mountain?"
"That's not true." Zhu Quanyan said: "Actually, I don't know where Mr. Meng is from. I asked him several times, but he never said it clearly."
"However, these are not important. Mr. Meng said that heroes do not care about their origins. I only need to know that Mr. Meng is a good person, as good as Brother Chu, and that is enough!"
Chu Qingxiao looked at Zhu Quan who had a hearty smile on his face, frowned slightly and said: "Brother Zhu, I'm glad that you can trust me, but I think everyone has their own position, and you still have to think about everything yourself rather than blindly follow him."
Zhu Quan was stunned when he heard this. He stood there and looked sideways at Chu Qingxiao. He blinked and then said with a smile: "I took note of what Brother Chu said. Hey, here we are."
Zhu Quan pointed to a small courtyard not far away.
Chu Qingxiao looked there. The courtyard gate was short but clean.
There is no house number on the courtyard door. Apart from being extremely clean, there is no difference between it and the surrounding houses.
Chu Qingxiao stood in front of the door and was about to reach out to knock on the door, but just as his hand touched the door, his body suddenly trembled.
He felt a strange smell overflowing from the door.
The aura was very thin, so thin that it was almost imperceptible.
If Chu Qingxiao didn't have the Zhuyin Divine Blood in his body, it would be difficult for Chu Qingxiao to detect that aura.
Yes.
The aura overflowing from this courtyard door is the aura of divinity.
Although it was thin, Chu Qingxiao still noticed it.
Zhu Quan on the side obviously did not have Chu Qingxiao's keen perception. When he saw Chu Qingxiao frozen in place, he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Chu, it's okay."
"Mr. Meng doesn't care about these red tapes, just knock on the door."
With that said, he walked forward, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.
Soon there was a sound of footsteps in the door. The door opened and a young man dressed as a scholar stood inside the door. He saw Zhu Quan and Chu Qingxiao behind Zhu Quan at a glance. He looked happy and said: "Brother Zhu, Is this Brother Chu and Mr. Chu? Please come in quickly, Mr. Meng has been waiting for a long time."
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Chu Qingxiao followed the scholar and Zhu Quan into the courtyard.
The house is not particularly big, but it is well used.
In the front yard, there is a pergola filled with seats, which should be used by Mr. Meng to give lectures and for his students to attend classes.
Then he entered the room and passed through three rooms. There were bookshelves on the walls of each room, filled with various books. It was not until they came to the door of the fourth room that Zhu Quan and the young scholar stopped. Step down.
The scholar looked at Chu Qingxiao and said, "Mr. Chu, Mr. Meng is waiting for you inside."
Chu Qingxiao glanced at the two of them and saw that they both stopped. He understood that this meeting seemed to only involve him and Mr. Meng.
He stretched out his hand to push open the door. The moment his fingers touched the door, he once again felt the divine aura he had felt at the courtyard door before.
He frowned slightly, but did not hesitate again. After a moment's pause, he opened the door and walked in.
…
The room was dark.
After the door opened, there was a screen in front of him, which blocked Chu Qingxiao's sight and could not see the scene behind it. Only a figure sitting there could be vaguely seen through the screen.
Chu Qingxiao's heartbeat was inexplicably faster.
If he was just curious about Mr. Meng before, now after feeling the divine aura, Chu Qingxiao was a little more wary of Mr. Meng.
After all, whether it was in Luer Mountain or Wancheng, the gods Chu Qingxiao encountered brought Chu Qingxiao a pleasant experience.
He was not sure why Mr. Meng had a divine aura on his body, but out of instinct, he really needed to deal with it well.
Thinking like this, he even opened the Shura Realm to ensure that if the other party showed murderous intentions towards him, he could react immediately.
He walked step by step, slowly crossing the screen.
"This Yantu tea was sent by an old friend of mine."
"Produced in the Western Region."
"It is said that the flavor is the most fragrant during the twenty breaths of time it has been soaked in boiling water. If Mr. Chu continues, this time will be over." At this moment, behind the screen, Mr. Meng's deep voice slowly sounded. .
