C951 What He Saw in the Teahouse

When Du Qi heard Fann Wencong and the other three's words, he couldn't help but think to himself. Where did these four men come from? Their martial arts cultivation was so high that it was frightening, but it also seemed like they didn't know anything about the world. They would even make a fuss over such an ordinary matter. Could it be that they all live in a place isolated from the world?

Even though Du Qi was more and more curious about the origins of Fann Wencong and the other three people, he was unable to open his mouth to inquire about them, and he could only place all his questions in his heart.

Du Qi was not the only one who felt strange about what Fann Wencong and the other three had said. The people nearby also felt strange when they heard it. A monk who was about fifty years old at the neighboring table couldn't help but smile and say, "Look at you. Did you just come to this world?"

Seeing that Fann Wencong seemed to want to continue, he knew that they wouldn't stop talking. Du Qi hurriedly stopped them and said, "Brothers, we came here to drink tea. Can we just drink tea and not talk?"

Seeing that Du Qi had clearly stopped them, Fann Wencong and the other three people really didn't speak anymore. They lifted the waiter, who had just brought a cup of tea, and took a small sip. It seemed as if they wanted to taste if the taste of this tea was really as unique as what the waiter had said.

When the tea entered their mouths, Fann Wencong and the other four people could not help but frown at the same time. They seemed to still feel that the tea was extremely poor, or perhaps they were not used to the taste of the tea. But when they saw Du Qi drinking with relish, they wanted to say what they thought. They expressed their opinions and suddenly recalled what Du Qi had just said. They looked at each other and did not say anything, but their faces turned slightly red. It was obvious that they were suffocating.

Fann Wencong and the other three did not know that although Du Qi was drinking tea, they were all paying attention to the conversations of the others in the teahouse. Regardless of whether the tea was good or bad, it did not make much of a difference to him.

Du Qi came to the teahouse because he wanted to get some useful information from these tea people. However, after listening carefully for a long time, he did not even hear a sentence that interested him. He could not help but feel greatly disappointed and had to give up.

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone call out, "Everyone, look! Xiao Xian is here!"

Following that person's voice, the noisy teahouse immediately became quiet. They all looked towards the entrance of the teahouse and saw six or seven young and old men and women surrounding a strong man in his forties. He pushed open the door of the teahouse and hurried past the pedestrians on the street.

When they saw that group of people, most of the people in the teahouse revealed expressions of reverence and admiration.

Du Qi saw that the strong man in his forties was walking with steady steps, and his aura was like that of a tiger. It was obvious that he was an uncommonly seen martial arts expert, and the person following behind him... There were only two young men in their twenties who possessed powerful martial arts. The rest of them were ordinary people. It was obvious that the person everyone admired and admired was the burly man in his forties.

Du Qi did not need anyone to introduce him. Just by looking at their expressions, he knew that the man in his forties must be someone nearby. Almost everyone in the area knew him.

Huang Qiushi's martial arts skills were far inferior to the man's, so he could make the locals respect and fear him like a tiger. With that man's martial arts, he could totally dominate this small Lonely Mountain Town. It was reasonable for the locals to admire and admire him, so Du Qi was naturally not surprised. The only thing that surprised Du Qi was that the forty-something burly man and the rest of the men had been rampaging all the way here. They were not humble at all, but whether it was on the street or in the teahouse... No one complained about it in secret. Instead, they seemed to be sincerely convinced. It was obvious that the forty year old man was not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also deeply admired by the crowd.

After watching the man in his forties walk far away, the locals in the teahouse turned around to continue their discussion. However, their voices were still very low, as if they were worried that their voices would disturb the man in his forties.

Although their voices were low, the conversations among the crowd seemed to be a little noisy. But Du Qi could still hear them clearly. The Confucianist who was about fifty years old next to Du Qi said in a strange manner, "Xiao Xian has always been steady. Why does he seem to be a little impatient today? It seems that something unusual must have happened! "

There were three other people sitting next to the old scholar. One of them was dressed like a merchant. The other was dressed like a martial artist. One look and one could tell that he was a figure of the martial arts world. The other person looked like a true mountain farmer. The four of them were all martial artists. However, they were not brilliant. They only knew how to farm.

Hearing the old scholar's words, the man dressed in martial arts seemed to be surprised and said, "Such a strange thing happened, and you still don't know?"

The old scholar seemed to be somewhat impatient and said, "What big strange thing? Quickly tell me!"

The martial artist said, "I heard that many experts of the Jianghu have suddenly gathered on Solitary Wood Peak in the northwest of the town for some unknown reason. That's not all. What was strange was that as those experts of the Jianghu gathered, many poisonous snakes actually appeared on Dumu Peak from top to bottom. Although they didn't hurt people, it made people and animals feel uneasy. I think Xiao Xian must have rushed there to drive the snakes."

The farmer heard him and said, "That should be the case. Didn't you see that the people following Xiao Xian are the people at the foot of One-Wood Peak? Xiao Xian must have been invited by them. "

The old scholar smiled and said, "With Xiao Xian's presence, no matter how strong a person is, they are not afraid. Those snakes are even more so. Who doesn't know that Xiao Xian is an ancestor playing with snakes?"

The merchant said in a low voice, "What do you know? This time, it was not only the experts of Wei Jia and Golden Snake Valley that gathered on Dumu Peak, but also the Divine Immortal of Happy Valley. I'm afraid that Xiao Xian alone will not be able to gain any advantages."

The old scholar said in surprise, "The people of Wei Jia and Golden Snake Valley rarely move around in the martial world. I've never heard of their relationship. How did they get together, and even the Divine Immortal of Happy Valley, who lived in seclusion, came? Could it be that something big is going to happen here? "

The merchant looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. Then he said in a lower voice: "Who said that Wei Jia Village has nothing to do with Golden Snake Valley? I heard that the daily necessities in Happy Valley are purchased by them. I want them every month..."

At this point, the merchant suddenly shut his mouth and carefully looked around. Seeing that his words did not attract the attention of others, he could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. Then he laughed dryly and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Are you guys interested in following us to watch the show?"

Without waiting for the others to speak, the man from the Jianghu spoke first: "Since the deities of Happy Valley are here, I think we shouldn't join in the fun."

The old scholar also said, "I was born cowardly. I was afraid of snakes and snakes. It's fine if I don't go."

Although the mountain farmer didn't say it explicitly, it seemed that he didn't want to join in the fun.

The merchant's proposal did not receive the approval of his companion, but he did not show any displeasure. Instead, he appeared to be somewhat happy and seemed to have put down some sort of worry.

The merchant might not really want to watch the show. He had only proposed this in order to effectively change the topic. Hence, he laughed and began to talk about their own deeds. He did not mention any of the strange things that had happened earlier.