Chapter 205: Medicine Saint Temple, the Master of Music and Medicine

Because of the lack of information, Zhao Ya thought for a long time but still got nothing. He had no choice but to return to Guangdefang and prepare to think of a solution tomorrow.

Just as he was returning, in a humble house in Yuzhu Hutong, a thin man was playing the erhu.

He was pulling the bow in his hand like a storm, and the melodious and rapid music poured out from it, making people feel a little breathless just listening to it.

But in this situation, the quiet and handsome boy standing in front of him responded to the sound, combining the gentle and low tune with the sound of the piano to the fullest.

The audience in the room all listened attentively, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Finally.

When the last line of the lyrics came out, the piano sound that was originally as violent as a torrent coming down the mountain also stopped abruptly.

In an instant, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the room was unusually quiet.

Everyone was still in shock for a while, and it took them a long time to react, and then they clapped their hands.

"Good!"

"Xiaoyue's erhu is getting better and better!"

"If you ask me, Mr. Mo's erhu is well-deserved, it's simply amazing."

There was a wave of praise.

This quiet and handsome boy is the famous erhu in Yuzhu Hutong, named Xiaoyue.

At this moment, his eyes were also very bright, and he bowed deeply to the old man playing the erhu with great excitement.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your help."

"You're welcome. This is also because you have a good understanding. I'm just going with the flow."

As Mr. Mo said this, he gently put away the erhu in his hand.

"That's also thanks to you, Mr. Mo. Without you, I can't get through this level." Xiaoyue insisted.

The conversation between the two of them was a little confusing to others.

Only a few senior fans can hear the general idea.

Although Xiaoyue Guanren is extremely talented, he has been unable to make breakthroughs in the attainments of the tune due to his age.

This has also become a major obstacle to his fame.

Just now, relying on Mr. Mo's amazing piano skills, he successfully completed a very difficult piece of music, which is a major breakthrough.

How can Xiaoyue Guanren not be grateful for this?

But Mr. Mo was not moved at all, just put away the huqin, stood up and was about to leave.

At this time, a middle-aged man came forward with a smile on his face, holding a stack of silver bills in his hand.

"Thank you Mr. Mo for your guidance, a small gift is not a respect, I hope you will accept it."

Mr. Mo did not refuse, stretched out his hand to take it, then bowed his hands, and walked away.

Outside the door, you can still hear the noise and flattery in the house.

Especially those words of flattery, the words used were so fierce and the attitude was so flattering that it didn't seem like they were flattering the actors, but like they were flattering their own fathers.

Mo Xu was already accustomed to this and was not surprised.

Although Yuzhu Hutong had a strange reputation in Changpingfang and even the entire Yandu City.

Many people avoided this place.

But there were also many dignitaries who secretly ran here to listen to music and have fun.

As far as Mo Xu knew, there were at least three children of noble families and two officials of the court who were listening to music in that room just now.

But these big figures who were considered famous outside, all became a little crazy at this moment, and even belittled themselves in order to win the smile of their favorite actors.

But Mo Xu also knew that how cruel these people were when they flattered people, and how ruthless they were when they turned against them.

In the past few years in Yuzhu Hutong, he had seen too many such things.

He had seen many of those "peerless" actors and actresses who became popular for their looks or tunes.

But except for a few who knew how to retreat at the peak of their powers, the rest of them almost all had a bad ending.

For example, the actor named Xiaoyue who just became popular today, although the patrons who support him now spend a lot of money on him.

But when they get tired of him, they abandon him as quickly as throwing away a rag.

To put it bluntly, these people are just playthings in the eyes of the wealthy families.

After going out, Mo Xu took a deep breath of the early spring air, then turned and walked home.

Relying on his piano skills, he has lived a good life in the past few years, and even bought a house in the city of Yan, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

Although it is just an inconspicuous small courtyard in Changpingfang, and although there is a brothel next to the backyard, it is a place to stay after all.

In a trance, Mo Xu even had a thought that if he spent his life like this, it would actually be good.

He was really tired of the grudges and fighting in the underworld.

Thinking of this, he suddenly sighed slightly.

Over the years, although he had gained a great reputation in the opera industry, he never cooperated with any opera troupe for a long time, and only played one piece of music every day.

And he would leave after playing it, never staying.

This also made him a strange man in the market in the eyes of many people.

In fact, only he knew that the reason he did this was to avoid showing up too much and thus exposing his identity.

Although he had come to Yandu City, which was thousands of miles away, Mo Xu never dared to underestimate the strength of those people.

So he had always lived very cautiously.

Especially in recent times, Mo Xu always felt uneasy, as if something was going to happen.

For this reason, he stayed at home and rarely showed up.

If the troupe owner hadn't invited him sincerely tonight, he might not have come out.

The small courtyard that Mo Xu bought was not far from Yuzhu Hutong, and it was right behind several brothels, which was a good place to find peace in the bustle.

When he turned into the hutong and was a few steps away from his home, Mo Xu suddenly stopped.

At this moment, the bright moon illuminated the night sky.

Mo Xu stood in the hutong, gently reaching into the bag containing the huqin, his face as calm as water.

"Who is it?"

As the voice came, a light laugh came from the darkness, and then a group of people came out of the shadows.

The group of people were all dressed in white, and the leader was a well-proportioned boy with a smile on his face.

And on his chest, there was a pattern of sea water embroidered.

Seeing this scene, Mo Xu couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice.

"So you are a brother of the Four Seas Gang, but I don't know why you suddenly came to my small courtyard in the middle of the night?"

The young man looked at Mo Xu with a smile, and suddenly said: "Mo Xu, I don't know when I came to the capital, I am fifty years old, moved to Yuzhu Hutong eleven years ago, and made a living by playing the violin. Because of his superb violin skills, he is respected as Mr. Mo."

After reciting Mo Xu's information, the young man smiled and asked: "Mr. Mo, am I right?"

Mo Xu's expression did not change, but he had secretly prepared himself in his heart.

"That's right, but I don't know why this young man suddenly investigated me, an old man with no one to rely on?"

People's life spans are generally short these days, and it is considered good for most people to live to sixty.

So it is normal for Mo Xu, who is nearly fifty years old, to call himself an old man.

The young man smiled, "Nothing, I just want to ask you to come with me, Mr. Mo, there are some things I need to investigate in the Four Seas Gang."

"Young man, I, Mo Xu, am a law-abiding person, and I have nothing to do with your gang. What do you want me to investigate in the Four Seas Gang?"

"You'll know when you go there."

The young man kept laughing, but as he laughed, his men behind him had quietly dispersed and surrounded Mo Xu.

Mo Xu sighed, "You... why are you doing this?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head, and his originally turbid eyes suddenly burst out with an extremely bright light.

Then, a ray of light passed silently and rolled directly around the necks of several Four Seas Gang members who rushed towards him, and gently lifted them.

The heads of these people were easily cut off like tofu.

At this time, people saw clearly that the light turned out to be a string.

Although several of his men died, the young man was not annoyed at all. Instead, his eyes lit up and he clapped his hands gently.

"As expected of the heir of the Medicine Saint Temple, he is both a master of zither and a doctor, and his skill of controlling the zither is really amazing."

Mo Xu's face turned cold and his eyes showed murderous intent.

After the young man shouted out his origins, he knew that he had been exposed long ago.

In fact, from the moment he felt uneasy, he should have reacted immediately. Even if he did not leave Yandu City, he had to change his identity.

Unfortunately, the comfortable life in these years made him feel a little lucky, thinking that he could escape this disaster if he hid deep enough.

In the end, he ended up like this.

He took a deep breath, "Let me guess, was it the people from Mingyue Valley who ordered you to come? When did the Four Seas Gang become the running dogs of these people?"

"Haha, you don't have to worry about this, Mr. Mo Qimo, just surrender obediently and save yourself from suffering!" The young man laughed.

"Arrogant!"

Even his real name was known to others, Mo Xu knew that he could not escape, so he shouted loudly, and the string in his hand drew an arc, rushing straight to the boy's neck at lightning speed.

The boy did not dodge or evade, but just raised two fingers and cut it lightly.

There was no sound, but the extremely tough string was directly cut by the boy's finger.

But Mo Xu did not expect to repel the boy with one blow, he just wanted to buy time.

When the boy made a move, several more rays of light exploded from Mo Xu's hand, and the string swam in the air like a dragon and snake, directly hitting the faces of these Sihai Gang members.

Already knowing how these powerful people dared to take advantage of him, he subconsciously stepped back.

And this was the opportunity that Mo Xu wanted.

He touched the ground with his toes, and the whole person ran towards the gap.

The speed was so fast that it was no less than the flying string in the air.

But he was fast.

This boy was faster.

Seeing that Mo Xu was about to jump onto the wall, the boy lightly leaped, transformed into a white light, and rushed straight behind Mo Xu.

Hearing the sound of wind chasing him from behind, Mo Xu did not turn his head and waved his hand. Two more strings of the zither came straight from his armpits to attack the boy.

But the boy just waved his hand lightly, and these sharp and fierce strings were directly swept away.

Then the boy rushed behind Mo Xu and flicked his finger lightly.

Ka!

Under this seemingly casual finger, Mo Xu was like being struck by lightning, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

But even so, Mo Xu's speed did not slow down at all. Instead, he rushed forward again with the power of this finger and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The boy did not chase him. He lowered his head to examine his fingers. Seeing a trace of black air on the two jade-like fingers, his face showed a hint of anger.

Then he quickly took out a bottle of pills from his arms and drank it himself.

Then he looked at the direction where Mo Xu fled and said, "Poison is on the armor. You thought of it. I'll let you off this time."

"Boss, what should we do now?" a subordinate asked.

That's right.

This young man who looks like he is only 20 years old is actually one of the four deputy bosses of the Four Seas Gang, named Lang Songbai.

The Four Seas Gang is divided into four parts, and he is in charge of Qingjinghai. The most conspicuous feature of his subordinates is that all his subordinates are dressed in white.

This time he was ordered by the boss to come here to arrest Mo Qi, the remnant of the Yaosheng Temple.

Originally thought it was a sure task, but Mo Qi was wearing armor and secretly poisoned it, which made him suffer a big loss. You can imagine how angry he was.

"He can't run far after being hit by my finger. Send someone to search immediately and make sure to catch this person." Lang Songbai said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

These gang members lifted the corpse on the ground and were about to evacuate.

At this moment, a surprised voice came from the entrance of the alley.

"You... who are you? Where is Mr. Mo?"

Lang Songbai looked up and saw a handsome young man standing at the entrance of the alley. Although his face was full of panic, he still looked at everyone calmly.

And seeing his dress, Lang Songbai couldn't help but frown.

"Actor?"

Although he had never been to Yuzhu Hutong, he knew the name of the actor, so he naturally didn't have a good impression of him.

The person who came was the Xiaoyue actor.

After breaking through the barrier of his own tune today, he was really excited, so after entertaining those patrons, he came to thank them again.

But he didn't expect to see the scene of the Four Seas Gang cleaning up the battlefield.

Although the bodies had been put into bags, the bloodstains on the ground and the smell of blood still told people what happened here.

"Get out of here, it's the Four Seas Gang!" A member of the Four Seas Gang shouted.

The young man looked pale, but he still didn't retreat.

"You..."

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man stepped forward quickly, pulled him aside, and then bowed to Lang Songbai and the gang members.

"Please calm down, gentlemen. This kid is mentally ill. Don't bother with him."

Lang Songbai naturally didn't bother to pay attention to a singing actor, and walked away.

His men scattered.

After these people left, the middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with horror.

"Xiaoyue, do you want to die? That's the Sihai Gang. If you provoke them, not only you, but also me will die!"

The young man kept his mouth tightly shut, looked at the blood on the ground with a pale face, and then whispered softly.

"But... Mr. Mo..."

"Don't mention Mr. Mo anymore now. He has offended the Four Seas Gang. There is nothing he can do even if he dies. Let's go!" The middle-aged man dragged the young man away.

After returning home, the middle-aged man told him again not to go out, and then left.

The young man lived alone in the theater. He closed the door, turned around with a heavy heart, and was about to go back to the house when suddenly a figure fell heavily in front of him.