In the end, the brothel woman who had just spoken out explained that it was just a misunderstanding and that Mr. Zi Heng did not appear, and the crowd dispersed.
"You guys, please stop joking!" At the end, the middle-aged woman gave them a fierce look and said with some dissatisfaction, "Young Master Zi Heng, you are so noble and upright, how could you come to a place like ours? Don't insult others' names. ,snort!"
After saying that, she stomped her feet, turned around and went back into the building, closing the door of the brothel with a bang, looking as angry as if they had insulted her idol. Even the people who had just gathered around looked at them with contempt after hearing this.
Everyone: "..." No, is that Master Zi Heng so sacred and inviolable?
Not finding any useful information, the few of them had no choice but to let go of their spiritual consciousness and explore the area. After confirming that Sang Rou's friend, who was not named Heng Jun or Jun Zi Heng, was indeed not here, they returned to the inn.
"Jun Heng has grown up with me since childhood. He is kind-hearted and always fights against injustice. He has helped many people in the name of Jun Zi Heng." Sang Rou glanced at everyone, as if she didn't know where to start, "Zi Heng He..." She was about to elaborate.
But someone from the side suddenly interjected, "Are you talking about Mr. Zi Heng?!"
The waiter, who was about to come over to pour tea, didn't know which sentence he heard. His eyes lit up and he suddenly spoke, as if he wanted to join the conversation.
"Brother, have you heard of Mr. Zi Heng?" Xu Qing exchanged glances with everyone, then turned around and asked.
"Of course!" the waiter said with a proud face, "Who in Anyang doesn't know the number one young master, Jun Ziheng?"
He seemed to have opened up his chatterbox and introduced them to them eloquently.
"Jun Ziheng is our great hero in Anyang City. I heard that he was born with supernatural powers. A few years ago during the Qiqiao Festival, a monster suddenly broke into the city. Rumor has it that it was a fifth-level monster that eats people. It was injured at the time. Many girls in Anyang City planned to take advantage of the festive season to get married, but even the city lord couldn't do anything about it. Young Master Zi Heng just used his mortal body to kill that evil beast with a spear!"
"Fifth-level monster!" Not only Xu Qing, but everyone else was shocked. It was a bit difficult to deal with the fifth-level monster even with the foundation building. The opponent could actually be killed. He was indeed quite capable.
"It's not just that!" The waiter continued, "A few years ago, a witch evil cultivator came to the city. She was entrenched on Anshan Mountain outside the city. She came into the city every day to arrest people who wanted to practice magic skills. She also vowed to massacre the city. What kind of magic weapon are you trying to refine? It was Master Zi Heng who went to Anshan in person and fought with him for three days and three nights, regardless of the outcome. In the end, the two talked for several days and finally persuaded the evil cultivator to go away, thus resolving the crisis in Anyang. .”
"Is there such a thing?" Everyone looked surprised. You must know that evil cultivators are not people who listen to advice. Who can be called an evil cultivator is not an extremely evil person. If you can persuade such a person to leave voluntarily, you have to There is a bit of eloquence in it.
"Master Zi Heng is not only good at martial arts, but also very good at music. He heard a piece of 'Requiem' played that made people mesmerized. He could concentrate on requiem. It was because of listening to this song that the evil cultivator took the initiative. Leaving. Since then, many people have traveled thousands of miles to come to Anyang just to hear the music of Master Zi Heng!"
"I see." Hongge suddenly understood why just saying the four words "Master Zi Heng" caused such a sensation on the street. He didn't expect that the other party was really top-notch.
"It is rumored that Mr. Ziheng, Fengshenlang, is as handsome as an immortal. Everyone who has met him is impressed by him. It is a pity, but he is free and easy by nature and does not seek fame and fortune. No one knows his origins, let alone his whereabouts. . He always appears only when there is a crisis in Anyang. Many people have seen him or been rescued by him, but few people know his true identity. If you come here for him, you may be disappointed."
"..." Everyone silently turned to look at Sang Rou next to them. They seemed to already know her true identity.
Several people asked the waiter to find out some things about Mr. Zi Heng, and then sent him out. It seems that this young master named Zi Heng is indeed a top-notch person among mortals.
Hong Ge conveniently set up an isolation circle, and then Sang Rou told the story about Heng Jun one by one.
Heng Jun is indeed Zi Heng, the top gentleman in Anyang, but only Sang Rou knows about this. Sang Rou had grown up with him since she was a child, and they were each other's only relatives. Before he became a disciple and practiced as a disciple, the other party protected her.
But later on, Sangrou, who had spiritual roots, entered the Xuantian Sect, and Hengjun stayed in Anyang City. The contact between the two was not broken, and they even exchanged letters from time to time.
Everyone immediately thought of the opponent's pile of magical weapons and weapons that were armed to the hair. It was normal that the equipment that Sang Rou had purchased for the opponent could be used to deal with fifth-level monsters.
"It's a pity that the clue is broken again now?" Xu Qing sighed.
Sang Rou was so anxious that she couldn't sit still. She walked back and forth in the house, "What should I do? When I think that my Hengjun is in danger now, I feel uncomfortable sitting still. It's been so long, if I don't find him soon, Looking at him, I still don’t know what that ghost will do to him.”
"Senior Sister Sang, he has so many magic weapons, he will be fine!" Li Fan couldn't help but comfort him.
"How can it be possible? He has...no news for half a month." Sang Rou became even more worried and walked faster, "That's Hengjun, what if they are not trying to gain his energy, but are trying to get him?" What should I do with someone else? My Hengjun is so good, no one will not be tempted by him."
"..." No, this is too much. Is he a heartthrob?
"No, I have to find him quickly!" The more she spoke, the more anxious she became.
"Senior Sister Sang, calm down!" Hongge wanted to persuade.
Sang Rou couldn't listen at all, "I can't calm down, you don't understand, that's Hengjun, that's my Hengjun! How can these ghosts have the heart to hurt such a good Lord Heng!"
She suddenly thought of something and gritted her teeth, turned around and took Hong Ge's hand and said, "Junior sister Chu, how about we summon the souls directly! Summon all the ghosts and ghosts in the city and destroy them all at once!"
Hongge: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Please stop your dangerous fanboy behavior!
"Senior Sister Sang, let's wait until night to take a look." Hongge had no choice but to change the subject and said seriously, "Evil ghosts and ghosts will be more active at night. We have dispersed the turbid air in the city during the day, and it will definitely be aware of it. Maybe he will show up at night!”
"..." Sang Rou was stunned for a moment, and then she calmed down slightly, but her brows were still full of anxiety.
Even Hongge was a little curious. Senior Sister Sang was too in love with the man named Hengjun. Thinking about those magic weapons and equipment, were you sure that the other party was not using her?
Sorry, I was busy yesterday and I really didn’t have time to type and update, so I stopped for a while.
I will find an opportunity to make up for it next week.
