In the early morning, the mountain fog has not dispersed,

A group of crows landed in the cemetery on the eastern suburbs mountain early and began to forage. Fresh bones are the most sought-after. Of course, those corpses exposed to the outside due to the disrepair of the tombs, if dried into bacon, taste good and are the most popular among the crowd. The scramble of crows.

Li Mo stayed in Feilaishan for almost half a month and never came back. He was awakened by Uncle Ma's big bone soup early in the morning.

Nowadays, his yard is becoming more and more lively. In addition to Wang Jiu, Zhu Gangxuan, Kui Gang, and Little Fox, Ji Tiantiao also returned to the capital with him.

Of course, Bai Xiaoqian and Ksitigarbha Tongzi would come to visit from time to time.

Compared to the haunted dwelling in the eastern suburbs where ghosts didn't even take a second look before, it is now full of vitality.

"Xiao Li, where have you been these days?"

Uncle Ma walked out of the thatched house and glanced at Li Mo at the opposite door.

"There's been a lot going on in the Yamen recently, and I've been on an official business trip." Li Mo said casually.

He was guarding the gate for Feng Wannian, so of course it was not considered an official duty.

In fact, Li Mo killed Ming Prajna in Feilaishan and helped Feng Wannian defeat Wuliang Jianzhong. For Xuantian Pavilion, not only was it not a credit to his strength, but it was also a sin for his lack of great virtue.

Just after returning to the capital last night, Feng Wannian received news that the library had received the news, and that the higher-ups had launched Thunder's Fury to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Because of this, as soon as the sky became clear, Li Mo planned to go out and go to Xuantian Pavilion to check the news.

"The food at Gongmen is not delicious either." Uncle Ma said casually.

"By the way...Xiao Li, come over for dinner tonight...A friend has been visiting me in the past two days and brought me a piece of good meat."

Uncle Ma didn't look back, he just mentioned the good piece of meat and paused in his original sweeping action.

"friend?"

Li Mo couldn't help but show curiosity. He had lived in Dongjiao Ming for such a long time and had never seen anyone come to see Uncle Ma.

In his eyes, he was a lonely old man with no relatives or friends to rely on.

"They can't be considered friends, they're a bit of friendship..." Uncle Ma seemed to have guessed what Li Mo was thinking, and said slowly.

"That's the one who lost the secret recipe to me... the smelly butcher..."

"It turned out to be him."

Li Mo showed a look of surprise, just this secret recipe of Lao Tang was enough to settle down in the capital.

The beef soup shop he often patronizes is not as good as Uncle Ma's craftsmanship. I heard that the humble stall has earned the boss a lot of money in the capital.

Therefore, people often say that those who are officials in the court may not earn more from selling soup.

"I'll definitely come tonight."

Li Mo grinned and chuckled. He really couldn't understand that the stinky pig butcher could still come to visit him after losing such an heirloom recipe. If Li Mo were his father, he would have to beat this unfilial prodigal to death.

…

Beijing, Xuantian Pavilion.

Before Li Mo entered Hongmen, he felt that the atmosphere today was quite heavy. People were coming and going, the pace was fast, and the look on his face was quite uneasy.

"Have you heard? Senior Sister Ming had an accident... She is a disciple of the Army Master and has a distinguished status..."

"Wait a minute...Senior Sister Ming Prajna? What happened to her?"

"I heard that she died in childbirth... She was still pregnant with a monster fetus."

Not far away, three or five people gathered together. Although they were talking in low voices, these words still reached Li Mo's ears.

"Um!?"

Li Mo couldn't help but look very strange as he listened.

Obviously, a lot of secret news has been spread overnight. After all, there is no airtight wall in this world, but...

"Don't talk nonsense. Senior Sister Ming is a disciple of the Army Master. How could she be pregnant with a demon fetus and die in childbirth?"

At this moment, someone spoke out to refute, scolded and spoke righteously.

"I just heard about it..."

"What you hear is false...someone has seen it with your own eyes. In fact...Senior Sister Ming is actually a man..."

"What the hell?"

"Her identity was exposed and she couldn't bear the humiliation, so she committed suicide in anger."

"..."

"You're a bunch of idiots who follow the wind. To tell you the truth, Senior Sister Ming met the Guixu demon and was outnumbered. She just died in the line of duty... Damn it, you guys are talking nonsense here."

In one morning, the news of Ming Prajna's death spread like wildfire in the Xuantian Pavilion, spreading like wildfire.

Of course, this news was so shocking that the news of the simultaneous demise of the infinite sword species was completely regarded as a rumor and was not believed at all.

On the contrary, it is the most exaggerated "causes and consequences" that people talk about the most, and the more they are spread, the more they seem to be the truth.

"What's going on?"

Li Mo found Feng Wannian. He calmed down for a long time, only to feel that something was getting more and more wrong.

“Haven’t you read [Public Opinion Methodology] from Justice Bookstore?”

"What the hell?" Li Mo was completely stunned when he heard the title of the book.

"I heard it was a book written by His Majesty Shenzong... It said that when violent news breaks out, rumors must spread to sway public opinion and distract attention, so that the truth can be covered up..."

"The more exaggerated these rumors are, the better, and the more eye-catching the better... In this way, the focus of people's attention will gradually shift."

"this……"

Li Mo looked strange, feeling that this technique looked so familiar.

Everything is indeed as Feng Wannian said. Now the focus of everyone's attention has shifted from Ming Prajna's death to who is the child? Who is the heartless man? Why is Guixu able to make Ming Prajna's belly bigger? Is the soldier a child?

's father and so on.

"You can't be the one behind the scenes, right?" Li Mo couldn't help but look at Feng Wannian.

"Of course, who told me to have a way?"

Feng Wannian sneered and said: "I know a friend who owns a group of pen writers... If you can afford the money, I can make you appear on the headline of the monthly first issue of Zhengyi Bookstore."

"Are you crazy? Wouldn't it be easier for the library to find out it's you?" Li Mo was speechless.

There is no airtight wall in the world. The more you build it, the more traces you will leave, let alone spreading rumors like this.

If everyone agrees, there must be a source, it can be traced back and checked, and it is absolutely correct.

"Don't worry, it won't be found on me." Feng Wannian sneered.

"Why?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"Last night, I found the sect master and confessed to this serious crime of murder." Feng Wannian said in a surprising way.

"Have you found the Xuanmen Sect Master?" Li Mo couldn't help but feel moved.

"Are you crazy?"

"Do you think the sect doesn't know about it?" Feng Wannian shook his head: "The Xuanmen sword species is so precious. I'm afraid that Huo Qingqing just died, and people here already know about it."

"Then you..." Li Mo looked worried.

Feng Wannian was also responsible for Tianxiang Jianzhong's death last time.

Now, if the deaths of Wuliang Sword Seed and Ming Prajna were all blamed on him, no matter how precious the remaining Domineering Sword Seed was, Xuanmen would probably not be able to go without any punishment.

"Punish me? Punish me for what?" Feng Wannian sneered.

"Do you think Huo Qingqing and the others didn't know about it when they attacked me?"

"Sit back and watch you two tigers fight?" Li Mo was aware of it, but still couldn't understand.

"I don't quite understand, how can Xuanmen watch two major sword types fight to the death?"

"The water in Xuantian Pavilion is very deep. Everyone has eight hundred thoughts, even the thoughts about Xuanmen sword species..." Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

"What's the meaning?"

"There have always been two voices. Some people think that the Xuanmen Sword Seed is a derivative of failure, and its ultimate fate is to become the nourishment of the Tao Seed..."

"Some people believe that the Xuanmen Sword Seed has hidden potential. Only by refining the seed with the sword of life and death can we discover that hidden potential and become a true Xuanmen Sword Seed!"

Hearing this, Li Mo showed a look of surprise: "There are people who are born to regard you as nourishment..."

"Some people think that the collision of life and death between sword species may produce new miracles and create unprecedented sword species."

"That's it... As the leader of the sect, he can't clearly stand on his side, he can only let nature take its course..."

"If Huo Wuqing wins, both he and I can only become nourishment for Xuantian Dao Seed. There is nothing to say about this."

There was a deep chill in Feng Wannian's eyes: "But if I win, maybe the Xuanmen Sword Type is not really a failure."

"No wonder Xuanmen still sits idly by and ignores Huo Qingqing after knowing clearly that he is coming for you." Li Mo suddenly said.

"Now that he is dead, how can he still hold me accountable? As for Ming Prajna..."
To be continued...