Recalling last night's events, Wu Fengyu was both shocked and frightened, unsure why he had suddenly been attacked.

  He was stunned for a moment, then he quickly felt his body and found that except for the night clothes, he had not lost anything and did not have any special injuries.

  "What's going on?" He was puzzled and terrified, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw a familiar face frowning at him.

  Wishing Mingyuan... Wu Fengyu's whole body was startled, this was his companion who wanted to silence him last night.

  Mingyuan's face was solemn as he said with a hint of a smile, "Old Wu, why are you sleeping here? Were you kicked out by your wife?"

  "Last night I drank too much, and my outer clothes were all taken away by that group of stinky bastards!" Wu Fengyu said with a grin, but suddenly a terrible thought popped up in his mind - could what happened to him last night be a warning, warning him not to mess with the Zhu Mingyuan family?

  After having this idea, he felt more and more that it was possible. Looking at Zhu Mingyuan's gaze, he couldn't help but add a few more cautious thoughts - did he have a powerful backer?

  Mingyuan glanced at the long knife beside Wu Fengyu, which had never been lost, and sneered: "It seems that the loss of the token has caused you a lot of trouble, I don't know how to face Yu San."

  "Alas..." Wu Fengyu could only let out a long sigh, the meaning of which only he himself understood.

  …………

  When the sky was slightly bright, Meng Qi found a dilapidated temple to hang his single and slept for half a day to recover from his spiritual exhaustion and physical injuries.

  It wasn't until noon that he strolled out the door, wearing a sword at his waist, and casually found a bustling tavern to saunter into.

  "Little master, you've come to the right place. Our vegetarian dishes at Absolute Abstinence Tower are the best in the city..." The waiter enthusiastically greeted him as soon as he entered and introduced them with a flourish.

  "Amitabha, find a quiet spot for me and bring four vegetarian dishes." Meng Qi didn't have a particular fondness for vegetarian food, nor was he picky. He mainly went out to listen to news from the streets - from the waiter's attitude, it seemed that the monks here directly abstained from meat and fish, so there was no need to draw attention when inquiring about information.

  "Ah!" The shopkeeper shouted in a drawn-out voice, "One customer, four special dishes..."

  While shouting, he led Meng Qi to the corner, took off the white towel on his shoulder and wiped the table again.

  Meng Qi sat down and pretended to close his eyes to rest, carefully listening to the conversations of the idle people nearby.

  "Have you heard? Jin Ancheng of Tianxianglou has died!"

  "What? Yan Luo's Soul Chasing Hand is dead?"

  Feeling the astonishment of his companions and the attention of people nearby, the first speaker said with a self-satisfied smile: "Can this be fake? My brother-in-law is a constable, and last night he followed Chief Constable Fe to examine Jin Ancheng's body."

  Upon hearing this, Meng Qi was slightly perplexed - did Fei Zhengqing want to conceal the cause of Jin Ancheng's death?

  "Who wouldn't believe you? I'm just feeling emotional, Jin Ancheng's nickname 'Yan Luo Zhui Hun Shou' was built on the lives of others, yet he himself has escaped death multiple times. I thought he would live a peaceful and prosperous life, but who knew it was still one step short. The heavens are fair, cause and effect will be reported." A merchant-dressed fat man said with some joy.

  "Few people like them can die in bed..."

  "Haha, now Tianxiang Building is in trouble, and the Jin brothers are not easy to deal with."

  The people around who heard the news began to whisper and discuss in a low voice.

  The fat man dressed as a merchant asked: "Brother Cao, do you know how Jin Ancheng died?"

  Bao Dapeng, also known as Cao Brother, coughed twice and under the gaze of several eager eyes, slowly picked up his tea cup and took a sip before saying: "It was killed by 'Shen Monkey', one of the 'Twelve Beasts'."

  "What? The Twelve Beasts?"

  "What monkey?"

  One after another, terrified and horrified cries rose up, as if those twelve beasts were malevolent spirits of death, the source of nightmares.

  Meng Qi pursed his lips, and it seemed that Fei Zhengqing had put the blame for Jin Ancheng's death on himself to cover up the suspicious black shadow of the Snow God Palace remnants. What was his purpose in doing so?

  After a moment, the merchant calmed down and said: "Brother Cao? Is it really Shen Monkey from the Twelve Beasts? Jin Ancheng is also one of the famous masters in our Southern Five Provinces, not many people can kill him."

  The battle achievements of the twelve beasts before were uneven, some were almost suspected to be masters, while others had never killed a high-ranking master like Jin Ancheng. Shen Hou belonged to the latter category, so everyone was suspicious - generally speaking, when the twelve beasts take action, as long as they are not rushed or urgent, they will leave their mark, only then can they have a name that shocks people's hearts.

  "There was a monkey face left at the scene, and Jin Ancheng was also killed with one knife to the throat..." Cao brother continued to recount the details.

  One slash to the throat? This is probably to cover up the sword wound on his throat... Meng Qi smiled slightly as he watched Xiao Er bring in the vegetarian dishes, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, it was quite delicious, hmm, occasionally eating vegetarian dishes can cleanse the intestines.

  A burst of gasps was followed by a constant whispering sound:

  "The Twelve Beasts are too terrifying, aren't they? Even the Golden Pavilion Master was killed by them..."

  "Right! I've always heard that the Twelve Beasts are the most mysterious, most sinister and most terrifying organization in the Jianghu. I didn't believe it, but now that I've seen them for myself, their reputation is well-deserved!"

  "They dare to commit a crime within Tian Ding City, aren't they afraid of provoking the city lord?"

  "It's said that Chen Long and Zi Shu might be the masters, the twelve beasts are fearless!"

  "Hmm, not to mention Chen Long and Zi Shu, but Shen Hou's strength is probably not bad either. Jin Ancheng has always been one of the top twenty masters in our Tiandic City, in the southern five provinces. If Shen Hou can easily kill him, his strength is probably no less than that of Fei Zong's captain."

  "Whatever, anyway it's not someone we can afford to mess with."

  In their conversation, they deepened their fear of Shun's twelve beasts by several layers.

  "What's the reason for Sun Wukong wanting to kill Jin Ancheng?" asked the stout merchant with great curiosity.

  Cao brother sneered: "The twelve beasts will never reveal their own tasks, but Fei Zong Cao Tou suspects that it is related to the disappearance of Duan Mingcheng and Duan Gongzi before, maybe there is a huge secret hidden in this matter."

  Regarding the Duan Mingcheng missing case, everyone was talking about it, but no one gave Meng Qi any inspiration. So he slowly savored his zhai cai, paid the bill and left the wine house, heading in the direction of the North City Water Gate.

  "Xian Yin Mr." Duan Xiangfei provided information also has news about the remnants of the Snow God Palace, it seems that he had been secretly investigating before.

  Duan Xiang's discovery of the Snow God Temple remnants was a man named Wu Cheng, who was the owner of a northern goods store near the Water Gate. He usually kept a low profile but loved to socialize with poor people like beggars.

  After crossing the Golden Water Bridge, it is the most prosperous area of Tiandu City. The street where Tianxiang Building is located is among them, but Meng Qi did not pass through there, but went far away.

  Inside the "Nan Bei Tong" grocery store, Meng Qi held a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads, carefully rubbing them and smiling at the shopkeeper: "This string of beads is not bad, but I wonder if there's anything even better?"

  "Better?" The shopkeeper looked up and down at Meng Qi, his attire was that of an ordinary monk, how good could he afford?

  Meng Qi pulled out a handful of silver coins from his body and the shopkeeper smiled: "There's something even better, let me invite the master to come down."

  This was a tried and tested method, once the goods exceeded a certain value, the shopkeeper would not be able to make his own decision, Wu Cheng would come out in person, and Meng Qi was just copying him.

  After a moment, a man in his thirties with ordinary features and an unremarkable appearance walked out, smiling as he handed a string of Buddhist beads to Meng Qi: "Young Master, this is made from the fragrant wood of Nanhai, it has the function of calming the mind and regulating the breath."

  Meng Qi stroked the Buddhist beads, and suddenly a fragrance wafted up to his nose, thick but not cloying, calming his mind and soothing his spirit.

  "Not bad, I didn't expect that your store has not only northern goods but also Buddhist beads from Nanhai." Meng Qi asked as if casually.

  Wu Cheng maintained a smile: "The South and North are connected, naturally they will be connected, can the young master be satisfied?"

  "Very satisfied." Meng Qi thought this was beneficial for his own practice and didn't mind buying it. After carefully examining Wu Cheng from head to toe, he said seriously: "Donor, I observe that you have a dark cloud over your head, recently there must be a calamity."

  Wu Cheng's smile on his face immediately disappeared, and he wanted to punch the crow mouth in front of him. Hum, a Jianghu cheat, if he believed it himself, he would definitely turn the Buddha beads into a key to resolving disasters.

  He sank his face and said: "Wu Mou has always been skeptical of gods and Buddhas, Little Master, please leave."

  Meng Qi didn't say much more, and his smile made Wu Cheng feel a chill run down his spine as he turned and left.

  Normally, being spoken to in such a way would be met with distrust and possibly even a couple of curses. But Wu Cheng was intentionally low-key, which made him seem even more suspicious. It wasn't convenient during the day, so he decided to come back and investigate at night.

  After strolling around on the street for a while, Meng Qi returned to the broken temple with the hanging single, and before he got close, he saw Zhang Zongkui pacing back and forth there.

  "Zhang Shi-zhu, is there something you want to ask a poor monk about?" Meng Qi walked up.

  Zhang Zongxian was startled and said: "Master Zhēndìng, Master Cuī has invited you to his mansion for a gathering."

  "Chui Chengzhu?" Meng Qi was slightly surprised, didn't expect it to be so soon.

  Zhang Zongxian's face turned bitter as he said, "Because Shen Hou has appeared again and killed Jin Louzhu, Master Fa, you have had dealings with him before. Therefore, Cui Chengzhu and Fei Zongbuhou want to invite you to ask around and see if you can find any clues."

  "Shen Hou has appeared again? He was struck by my sword, his injuries are not light!" Meng Qi's expression was one of great shock and loss, this was a reaction he had anticipated.

  Zhang Zongxian's eyes looked at Meng Qi with a hint of strangeness: "Master, I also feel that it doesn't seem right. That one knife, even if it couldn't kill Shen Hou, should have been able to make him lie in bed for ten days or half a month. Could someone be impersonating?"

  "It's possible that Shen Hou also has some hidden skills, and I was the one who missed it." Meng Qi glossed over the matter with a single sentence, then turned to ask Zhang Zongkui, "Zhang Shizhu, have you informed Cui Chengzhu about the details of my exchange with Shen Hou?"

  If Zhang Zongxian told Cui Xuan, Fei Zhengqing and others that his knife skills were exceptional, and he had a similar Gongfa to Tongzigong, and almost killed Shen Huan, then Fei Zhengqing, an old Jianghu and old catcher, would know with his toes that last night's Shen Huan was impersonated by himself.

  Zhang Zongxian shook his head: "This is the secret of the law master, and I dare not speak rashly. At that time, I was too flustered to see clearly, only seeing the law master's last knife cut into Shen Hou's abdomen. As for the treasure map, my wife and I did not reveal it to the city master, but only said that we got a copy."

  Meng Qi looked at Zhang Zongxian deeply, seeing his calm eyes, and sighed: "This poor monk will follow Master Zhang to the City Lord's Mansion."

  If they were like Gu Xiao-Sang, Zhang Zong-Kui and his wife would have died a hundred times over to prevent the secret from being leaked. But he couldn't do it himself. Anyway, the main task has been accepted, as long as they find out where Duan Ming-Cheng is, whether or not Shen Hua's identity is revealed doesn't matter, so if Zhang Zong-Kui and his wife accidentally leak the secret, it won't be a problem, they just won't have the chance to complete the side task.