Ye San changed the question, "Senior Meng, do you know where to find this person?"
Meng Ji nodded again, "Inside Bei City."
The yes-or-no answer made Ye San even a little dizzy. The other party chuckled and said, "It's not like you don't know what's going on in Bei City. Everyone has a dog's nose. If they smell the government, they can run faster than a dog. Little How do I know where to find this person?"
Watchdogs talk about dogs, which sounds a bit ridiculous in the middle of the night.
Naturally, he would not laugh irrationally. Ye Sangeng said politely: "Then I'll thank you, Senior Meng, for helping me."
When speaking, he would hold his fists in the air and be polite.
Meng Ji, who looked young but not at all young, waved his hand, "I just don't want you to die here. Otherwise, when Panshan comes to ask questions, I won't help you. If you blame me, I will jump. It can’t be washed even if it enters the Yellow River.”
Seeing this guard dog speaking so straightforwardly, Night Watch just smiled and said, "Life and death are determined by fists and feet. If I beat someone to death, it's because I'm very capable. If I'm beaten to death, it's because I'm not good at learning..."
"Ha." Meng Cuo interrupted with a sneer, "Knowing the danger but still advancing, it's just overestimating one's own capabilities and just making a fool of yourself."
In the middle of the night, his eyes rolled, "How does Senior Meng know that I can't beat him?"
Meng Qi smiled playfully, and this watchdog, who was only as tall as an eight or nine-year-old child, smiled and said: "The third young master's ability to overcome adversity is gone. How do you think about your chances of winning?"
Immediately afterwards, he pointed out: "In front of a foreign martial artist who has gained a strong bridge and a strong horse purely by beating his body, all the skills are just a show."
It seems that everyone knows that he has no aura at all. Even Hei Wuchang Jiang Huai'en, who is not involved in Jianghu affairs, also knows that this is obviously someone who did it deliberately. As for the reason, Ye San Geng will not pursue it. There was no shortage of people everywhere who saw the excitement and didn't mind the big deal, and it wasn't like there were only a few people in Phoenix who knew about it that night.
So in the middle of the night, he chuckled and said, "Senior Meng, does he know the ability of that person just now?"
It was very funny and with a mocking laugh, Meng Cuo said: "You don't even know what he is capable of, and you want to fight with him?"
Ye San didn't take it seriously and said: "You won't know until you fight. If you are timid before you fight, wouldn't it mean that the longer you live, the further you will go backwards?"
The shameless talk in the middle of the night elicited another chuckle. This old man who has spent his whole life in the world of martial arts looked like he was going to teach some preaching and education. He said: "Fart, the king of backers taught you how to show off your courage like a common man?" Courage and ignorance! Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, you prefer to go to the tiger mountains. If you say a thousand words and ten thousand, you are just calculating. You are a fool when you know the dangers and still advance."
Obviously, the little old man's teachings go in one ear and out the other. The older a person is, the more experience he has had, and he has gained wisdom through experience. He has long lost the vigor of his youth, and he sticks to his achievements and gnaws on his laurels. Not many And that hard work.
Even in the middle of the night, he bowed politely and said, "Senior said, I'm here to teach you, but I have urgent matters now. I will come and listen to senior's teachings when I have time."
As he spoke, he cupped his fists and turned around to leave.
Meng Ji stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, what's the urgent matter, Third Young Master, in this pit of evil people? It's business or private matters?"
After asking, he was suddenly enlightened. The dwarf old man suddenly said: "The third young master has been away for three years. Now he is not an official. I think it is a private matter."
The third night of the night did not hide it. He had a thought and said: "It is indeed a private matter. Come here to find someone."
"Looking for someone again?"
Meng Ju was stunned.
Even in the middle of the night, I was surprised at first but then relieved.
Indeed, saying "looking for someone" right here and now would really shock Meng Chou, who knew what happened five or six years ago.
To be precise, it was less than six years ago. Even though he had no official position at the time, he was assigned to work for the imperial court by Nightfall. He was ordered to find the spies of the Guge Dynasty. He followed the clues and found the three supervisors at the foot of the imperial city. place.
In the middle of the night, he led people in and out, and secretly asked Song Li, who had grown up here since childhood, to help. However, no one expected that the native Song Li would soon find the spy, but something unexpected happened. I was careful to provoke the boss in the ghost market, but I failed. Not only was the spy who slipped into the mud escaped, but I was also caught and beaten up by the boss who was talked about by the entire dungeon. .
In the middle of the night, he was still breathing when he found the former knife hunter who always had a silly smile on his face. Because of this, it could be regarded as the foreshadowing of the most powerful siege of the ghost market in history.
Not long after, the court used the excuse that the Ye family had not lost the Luminous Monument during the investigation, and led 200 Niu Guards and 500 Bei Ya Jing Ji Guards directly into the ghost market in the middle of the night.
This siege lasted for six or seven days, and basically everyone in the capital had heard about it. It led to the destruction of the ghost market. For example, at midnight, Song Li was regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the people in the ghost market. .
It is precisely because of this that most of the evil people who seek a living in the ghost market treat the homeless people even more unfavorably.
So it's not surprising that Meng Qi has such an expression.
Ye San Geng explained: "I didn't go into the ghost market. I only asked Zhao Fu to go to the evil man's pit to inquire about Xiao Lingtong, who everyone knew. It was just that the man injured Zhao Fu just now, so I chased him all the way. Doesn’t this mean he can run away now?”
Meng Ji was quite ready to ask the question, "Who are you looking for, and you found the ghost market?"
"Dingglucoside, Dingdaigui."
He was also planning to get information about this person from Meng Cui, so he told the truth on the third night, "I was attacked by someone in the capital last night, and there was a bunch of arrows left behind. They were fired by a crossbow in the army. There is such a thing in the world." The only ones with weapons are Ding and his dog.”
Meng Ji was amused and said: "The Third Young Master is capable of causing such trouble as soon as he returns to the capital. It seems that the prince's use of the luminous monument in order to recall you two to the capital is not necessarily a good thing."
Without explaining too much, Ye Sangen asked: "Senior Meng, does he know where this person is?"
"I don't know." Meng Qi answered directly.
In the middle of the night, he didn't have much hope and asked again: "That person just now can only be found in Bei City?"
"Who are you looking for?"
"That person stopped me from asking Xiao Lingtong. I think he might be related to Ding Daigou. Let's start with him and see if we can find Ding Daigou."
"Impossible." Meng Ji shook his head directly, "There is absolutely no way this person has any connection with Ding Daigou."
Ye Sangen frowned, "Why is Senior Meng so sure?"
Meng Ji said: "If I can come to the evil pit, this is the person I'm looking for."
Ye San Geng was quite surprised.
Meng Tie didn't have anything to hide. After all, to put it more deeply, the few of them who were called watchdogs by those meddlesome people in the world were able to achieve the status they have today. It doesn't matter.
Because of Wujiwu, it can be said that he does not hate the heirs of the Wang family who support him in the middle of the night.
"In the past year or so, this person has often appeared near the imperial city, and his behavior was suspicious and sneaky. The little old man followed and tracked him many times, but he hid in evil pits or ghost markets. There was once We have fought several times in the city. This person took the route of a foreign warrior, but the paths were mixed. I don’t know if he has exposed his true methods. He should be a late-stage cultivation of Ruyijing. If he didn’t try his best, he should be a climber. peak."
I was once again surprised by this man's true cultivation. After all, Meng Cui, a Qi-refining martial artist who could fundamentally restrain his wife's martial arts, actually allowed him to escape from his hands. Only then did he understand why that man treated him so badly in the middle of the night. would be so disdainful.
Indeed, I am afraid that only with my own body and mind, I can only have a few percent chance of winning. Given the difference in cultivation here, it is really the same as throwing an egg against a stone.
Seeing his expression and knowing what he was thinking, Meng Ji smiled and said, "That's why, in the future, when you encounter people of unknown identity and unknown cultivation level, you will harm yourself if you show off your strength."
This time, Midnight Watch was respectful and said politely: "I've learned a lesson."
Meng Ji said again: "Speaking of which, how did you offend this person?"
Ye Sangen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How could I possibly know? I just asked Zhao Fu to find Xiao Lingtong to find out about Dingglucoside, and there was also a bald man who had appeared in Bei City with a male and female appearance..."
After saying this, he was stunned for a moment.
After a long delay, Meng Ji asked: "Are you suspecting that this person has something to do with the bald head you mentioned?"
Midnight nodded, "Let's not disturb Senior Meng for now. I'll go ask Zhao Fu about the reason. Maybe I can learn something from Zhao Fu being injured."
Meng Qi no longer stopped him, but said unexpectedly: "I'm with the Third Young Master."
He gave the dwarf old man a thoughtful look and turned around to leave without rejecting him.
Meng Tie followed closely behind him, and the strong man who stood behind Meng Tie obediently from beginning to end without saying a word or making a sound like an iron tower followed behind.
After walking a few steps, Meng Qi suddenly said, "I want to ask the Third Young Master about something."
He didn't look back at midnight. He could naturally guess that the capital watchdog's sudden offer to follow him was definitely not out of good intentions to help him, but he didn't expect Meng Xi to be so unable to hide his words. After only a few breaths, I couldn't help but ask.
The third update of the night said: "Senior Meng, you can tell me, but I will tell you everything I know."
Meng Ji walked a few steps quickly. For such a short person, there was only one step away, and he walked side by side at midnight.
"The one at the back is Xu Yanwu's apprentice, Bao Xuta."
Meng Qi's words made Ye San Geng stop immediately, and turned around with surprise on his face to look at the strong man following behind.
Obviously, he was not surprised by the name that perfectly fit his body, but the name in front of him that made Ye San even more surprised.
More than 20 years ago, this senior named Xu Yanwu became famous in Zhou Dynasty. He practiced swordsmanship without holding a sword. He held a peach tree branch and was proud of all the scenery in the world.
Speaking of which, six years ago, when Wage Wangyou was escorted out of Beijing, this senior who happened to be traveling around the capital also helped him.
In the third night of the night, I can clearly remember the senior who spoke humorously. He said that he didn't use the sword because he was not strong in character. He used peach branches to ward off evil spirits to accumulate negative virtues for himself.
Thoughts surged like a spring, and he looked at the burly man in the middle of the night. He didn't say anything for a long time, and then looked at Meng Cui, who was three feet tall, with a dazed expression on his face.
Meng Tie spoke at the right time, "The little old man and Brother Xu met by fate and had a close friendship. I once heard Brother Xu say that he had a deep friendship with the patron king, and that he and the Third Young Master escorted Prince Fuying seven years ago. Leaving Beijing. It’s just that Brother Xu suddenly disappeared six years ago. I asked many times but couldn’t find anything. I wonder if the Third Young Master has any news about him? "
In the middle of the night, I saw the old man's shoulders trembling slightly, and his voice was suppressed with forcible suppression.
Thinking about all the things in the past and the unforeseen accidents that followed, I had not spoken for a long time in the middle of the night, and my eyes felt a little dull.
After all, in the past, it was not just the ordinary things that literati and poets achieved overnight, but also the things that people in the world never forgot.
