Wangchuan Sect.

The word Wangchuan is not that simple.

——Only the water of the underworld can be called Wangchuan.

And there is a bridge on the Wangchuan River, named Naihe Bridge.

Everyone in this world will walk on this bridge in the end. Only in this matter, God treats everyone equally.

Li Qi came down from the shopkeeper upstairs and sat alone behind the counter in silence.

Everyone has noticed his abnormality, but no matter what he asked, Li Qi refused to say.

"Wangchuan Sect..." he murmured.

He had indeed heard of this name.

A very hidden sect, there are definitely not many people in the world who know about it, and they may not even have ten disciples.

But today he actually heard about this sect from the shopkeeper.

"Has there been any news about this sect recently?" Li Qi thought silently.

He really didn't know much about this sect, but he heard that most of those who could enter this sect were those who had experienced death.

These people usually had very rough life experiences, or had encountered many things.

Most of them had been on the verge of life and death for a while, and had long since become indifferent to matters of life and death, so they were much more terrifying than ordinary people, and they also followed their own will.

Li Qi had heard about this sect a long time ago. What this sect emphasized was following one's will. They never cared about the rules and regulations of the world, nor did they care about what kind of reputation they would leave in the world.

"Does the shopkeeper know about this sect?" Even for Li Qi, this sect was considered a mysterious sect that was hidden very deeply.

He was really curious about this sect, and even wanted to hear what happened inside.

Feng Qing was reminiscing about his childhood upstairs.

She let her hair down again, changed back to her original bangs that covered her eyes, and finally took out her most punk outfit and put it on.

What do you think? This outfit will definitely scare her sister, right? Feng Qing was confident.

She was confident that with her many years of experience as a middle school student, she would be able to easily defeat this sister who was a dozen years younger than her.

And then...

Feng Qing quickly realized that she had underestimated her enemy.

The times are progressing, society is developing, and middle school boys are becoming more and more resourceful.

When Feng Qing watched her sister skillfully open several software programs and type frantically at a speed faster than her, she twitched her lips slightly.

"Sister, you are very good at using your mobile phone."

"That's right, but don't worry, I will accept you as my disciple in the future." Her sister said.

"Disciple?"

"Yes, it's our Wangchuan Sect's disciple. It's not easy to become my third lady's disciple, but you are my sister after all, so I will definitely help you, but your clothes today are a bit wrong, too old-fashioned, you should change."

Feng Qing suppressed the anger in her heart.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, who can cure a disease caused by anger?

Besides, her goal is to infiltrate Wangchuan Sect and then wipe out this sect in one fell swoop. Before achieving her goal, she must not reveal her identity.

Feng Qing's eyes ignited with a raging fighting spirit, which most people can't resist.

So, first of all, let's start by understanding the rules of this sect.

——Today, Feng Qing officially became a disciple of Wangchuan Sect.

Feng Qing clicked on the group announcement and various documents, and began to study the various rules of this huge sect one by one.

Wangchuan Sect was established two years ago.

At that time, her sister should have been in the third grade of elementary school.

Judging from the content of the group chat, Feng Qing believes that the average age of this group should be under thirteen years old, and even fourteen years old can't chat to this effect.

Although these little brats usually have very clear rules when chatting in the group, that is, they must claim to be disciples of Wangchuan Sect, and even their words and deeds must be in line with the character of disciples of this sect, but they are easy to reveal their true colors when talking.

Feng Qing also judged from these signs that they may know each other in reality, and may even be in the same elementary school.

Li Qi has been delivering porridge to the shopkeeper more frequently recently, and the shopkeeper seems to be concerned about the Wangchuan Sect. She can be heard mumbling to herself several times when Li Qi passed by.

"Miss San, what do you think my identity is now?" Feng Qing said.

"Miss San's first disciple, remember that." Her sister said seriously, "You are usually very angry, and I will teach you a lesson when you are angry, but I, Miss San, am a very kind person, and I never care about this matter with you. I will just remind you to be careful and not to bring discredit to the sect outside."

Feng Qing listened to this long list of descriptions of her own personality, but more than half of it was about her sister's character introduction, and nodded seriously.

"Step."

She found that she had said this word more often since she met her sister, and she almost made it a habit.

"Then you should take a good look at how people in our group chat." Her sister said enthusiastically, "Then you can join us completely."

Feng Qing remembered this after hearing what her sister said.

Speaking of which, the group has been blowing up all day, but Feng Qing had been playing games before, so she didn't have the energy to see what was being talked about.

Because reading too much can easily damage your brain.

She took a serious look at the replies below, and suddenly frowned as she read.

It seems... there was a serious quarrel in the group.

Because everyone had a strong desire to perform, the whole scene was like ghosts crying and wolves howling, with people and gods alike angry.

"Go to the microphone later. Remember, you must go. This is your first meeting as a disciple." Her sister said seriously.

Feng Qing thought that attending a meeting was not a big deal... But why did this story seem to have four or five protagonists?

Obviously, isn't this a love story?

In the normal worldview, love shouldn't be something that four or five people can share together...

And then again, even if it really exists, it seems to have nothing to do with you, a group of elementary school students.

"Sister... No, Third Miss." Feng Qing said those three words very calmly. Sometimes even she herself was shocked why her bottom line was so low. "I am not very knowledgeable and I really don't understand what happened. Can you please explain it to me?"

"You still can't see it?" Her sister told her the general process of the incident with her leaky mouth.

"The second young lady of our sect had a CP some time ago, but her CP was snatched away! By a shameless person!"

...

"Ah..."

"That's a CP that was married in a formal ceremony! The two of them held their wedding in the group, and they're going to hold a ceremony to celebrate their first anniversary of their marriage soon." Her younger sister was heartbroken, "It's almost the first anniversary, how could such a thing happen?"

"Uh..."

...

Feng Qing didn't quite understand what was so heartbreaking about the first anniversary of an online marriage, but seeing how painful her younger sister looked, she seemed to empathize with her and covered her stomach with her hands.

She was silent for three seconds, and suddenly showed a shocked expression and said, "So that's it! It's a beast! Oh no, worse than a beast!"

These words seemed to instantly open her sister's heart. Feng Qing had an illusion that at that moment, her sister's tone of voice became warmer.

Feng Qing looked at it for a while, then suddenly frowned, "Uh, who is this Xuanxuan? He seems to be involved in it all the time, I don't quite understand."

"He is the second lady's former CP." Her sister said, "He is the brother of the former leader of the Wangchuan Sect."

"Oh, a connection." Feng Qing's eyes suddenly became subtle, "A rich man, right."

Her sister looked at Feng Qing with a look of a psychopath, "After he knew about the second lady's affairs, he immediately rushed back, and then vowed to marry the second lady. This kind of person is the most suitable person for the second lady..."

"Wait, then I understand." Feng Qing grasped the essence of it, "This is a plot of chasing his wife to the crematorium!"

"But that Xuanxuan is a liar!" her sister scolded seriously into the microphone.

"He had already made a lifelong agreement with our sect leader before this!"

Feng Qing retreated tactically.

This was actually a spider web love quadrangle that could easily affect the reputation of the sect?

So exciting?

...

In order to see this exciting scene with her own eyes, Feng Qing still kept the appointment.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Qing opened the microphone on time.

She suspected that the reason why these children chose four o'clock was because their parents had not returned home at this time, so they could touch the computer.

And at exactly four o'clock, the leader of the Wangchuan Sect and the protagonists of the scandal all showed up.

Feng Qing listened to their various accusations that lasted for half an hour, occasionally mixed with the sound of children leaking air and various sounds of spraying wheat.

She wanted to hear an exciting and melodramatic story, but after listening for a long time, it seemed like children were fighting each other.

And the content of the fight was probably "You used to eat with me every day, but now you eat with her."

"Or just give up." Feng Qing lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"Everyone has their own destiny these days. Why should I compete with myself?"

Just as Feng Qing was talking with empty eyes and lowered her head, she suddenly heard her sister's voice coming from the microphone.

"Quick! It's your turn to speak, speak quickly!"

"Ah..." Feng Qing's expression became normal in an instant, she tidied her bangs, and then spoke very fluently.

She didn't hear clearly what was said in the voice just now tonight.

Just when Feng Qing was about to speak, Li Qi happened to come upstairs.

He was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard voices coming from inside.

"Uh..." When Feng Qing opened her mouth, she actually secretly glanced at the relationship network she had just drawn on the paper.

But the next second, she calmed down.

What does it matter whether you look at this thing or not? Anyway, for this relationship network that became more and more chaotic later, this basic setting is no longer important.

And when Feng Qing opened her mouth to speak, she didn't know that there was another person standing outside the room.

"Falling to this point in the Wangchuan River has its own causes and consequences." Feng Qing pondered for a while, and finally uttered a sentence that fits her current personality.

Of course, she felt that it lacked some emotion compared to what she had just said.

Sure enough, the next second she heard her sister complaining.

"Sister, why is your voice so flat?"