Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

Looking at the old man in front of him, Chengfeng's heart moved and he asked, "Is the person coming here the mountain god?"

The old man looked up and looked at Chengfeng carefully.

"Could this young man be the disciple of Master Cihang?"

Chengfeng knew that the person who was to take over the shift had arrived, and nodded slightly.

"Yes, it's me. How should we make the handover?"

The mountain god bowed and said, "My name is Xu Lin, the mountain god of Qingcheng. Thank you for taking my place during this period of time. May I ask your name?"

"You're welcome!"

Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "My name is Chengfeng. I am here to take over at the order of my master. It is my duty to do so. You don't have to be polite."

Xu Lin smiled and nodded, "Master Chengfeng, there is nothing wrong with this handover. There is nothing wrong with the Mountain God Temple, it is still the same as before. I just want to know from you what important things happened here during my absence."

After hearing this, Chengfeng narrowed his eyes and thought for a while. Then, he briefly told Xu Lin what had happened in the past six months.

When talking about the real and fake Erlang Zhenjun, Xu Lin frowned, cold sweat broke out, and he thanked Chengfeng repeatedly.

After finishing the story, Chengfeng explained the whereabouts of the remaining silver and turned to leave the mountain temple.

When we arrived at Situ Yifan's residence, we saw three new fast horses tied next to the mine.

Situ Yifan was talking to three strangers outside the cave.

Among the three men, one was in his fifties, dressed gorgeously and elegantly.

He looked like a wealthy man, but the fact that he was holding a shiny machete in his hand made people dare not underestimate him.

The other two seemed to be followers, standing behind the gorgeous man.

Seeing Chengfeng coming, Situ Yifan waved happily.

"Brother Chengfeng, let me introduce you. This is the envoy sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Come and meet him."

Chengfeng was not interested in the royal family members. He just nodded at the man without saying anything.

The messenger felt dissatisfied when he saw Chengfeng's perfunctory response.

His face darkened and he curled his lips arrogantly at Situ Yifan.

"You country bumpkins just don't know how to behave. What does this guy do? Why is he so rude?"

Situ Yifan looked a little embarrassed and tried to smile.

"Your Excellency may not know that this young man is a good friend of mine. He is a Taoist master who lives in seclusion in the mountains all year round and rarely interacts with ordinary people. Please forgive me if I am impolite."

Situ Yifan knew that Chengfeng was acting as the mountain god here, and wanted to tell him directly to save face.

However, his current appearance is very different from the image of the mountain god.

I was afraid if I told it to the messenger, the messenger wouldn't believe me and I would only end up in trouble.

After thinking about it, I still think it is more reliable to say that Chengfeng is a master of spiritual practice.

It would not only save face for oneself, but also shock the arrogant messenger.

You can also find a suitable reason for Chengfeng's cold attitude.

Situ Yifan's words really surprised the messenger.

He looked Chengfeng up and down, and the arrogance on his face turned into a lot more respectful, and he bowed to Chengfeng.

"So you are a hermit. How disrespectful! How disrespectful!"

Situ Yifan quickly winked at Chengfeng, and Chengfeng of course understood what he meant.

No matter what, Situ Yifan is a friend and we have to give him face.

Cheng Feng also clasped his fists towards the messenger and said calmly, "I am a man from the mountains and fields and I don't know the etiquette. Please forgive me."

Situ Yifan quickly took over the conversation, "Brother Chengfeng, go into the mine and wait for me. We'll talk after I send the messenger away."

Chengfeng nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the mine.

Situ Yifan chatted with the envoy outside for a while. The envoy seemed very interested in Chengfeng and kept asking about Chengfeng's background and abilities.

Situ Yifan naturally exaggerated and made this brother sound like a god.

As expected, the messenger and his two followers left in shock and awe.

Situ Yifan hurried back to the mine and saw Chengfeng sitting on the drum set and looking at the music score.

"Brother, I know you don't like dealing with officials."

Situ Yifan walked over with a smile and patted his shoulder, "Actually, I don't like to interact with them either, but these are the gods of wealth and we can't offend them."

Chengfeng looked up at him and nodded.

"Brother Situ, I understand your difficulties. It is not a bad idea to make friends with the prince to improve your situation."

As he spoke, he took out some silver from his bosom and handed it over, "Here is fifty taels of silver, keep it."

"No need!"

Situ Yifan looked very happy and waved his hand at Chengfeng, "Brother, I have money now. The messenger just sent me two hundred taels of silver as the travel expenses to the East Palace. This money is enough, just keep it."

"Oh! Is there such a thing?"

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "That's a good thing. In this way, you will have made a small fortune, brother."

Situ Yifan smiled and nodded: "The prince is the prince, he is rich and powerful. The messenger told me that if the performance is good, he will pay another 2,000 silver. If I can get the queen's praise, I will be rewarded handsomely."

"Queen?"

Cheng Feng was surprised, "Brother, aren't you going to the East Palace to perform? Why is there a queen?"

A hint of excitement flashed across Situ Yifan's face, "Brother, I just realized that this trip to the East Palace was indeed a performance for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"But more importantly, in a few days, Queen Dugu will celebrate her birthday. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince intends to take this opportunity to let Queen Dugu see us."

"Empress Dugu is of a high status. If you can gain her favor, the reward will naturally be a large sum."

Having said that, Situ Yifan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, as if he had already seen the white silver waving at him.

He smiled and continued, "Brother, I know your talent best. We must go all out this time and try to get Queen Dugu to cheer for us."

"By then, the two thousand silvers will only be an appetizer. The real highlight is yet to come."

"I?"

After hearing this, Cheng Feng smiled and shook his head, "Brother Situ, you misunderstood. I don't want to perform in the East Palace, and I don't want to get any money."

"I just like your artistic talent and want to learn from you. I have no other intentions."

"You're not going?" After hearing Chengfeng's words, the smile on Situ Yifan's face froze instantly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he patted Chengfeng's shoulder with an anxious tone.

"Brother, you can't back down at this critical moment. You know, this performance means a lot to me."

"And your drumming skills are an indispensable part of the team. Without you, I would have no one to play the drums."

"Isn't there still you?"

Cheng Feng looked at Situ Yifan in surprise, shook his head and said, "Brother Situ, I'm just here to learn, I really can't go with you. Besides, you're also proficient in this drum set. My not going won't hinder your performance."

Situ Yifan stamped his feet anxiously: "Brother Chengfeng, I have to direct the whole show and lead the dance. If you don't go, how can I hold up the situation by myself?"