Yan Jin was relieved immediately.


    Now that the hall leader has known and made corresponding arrangements, that''s good.


    He was afraid that Liang Hongtai, the hall leader, was so obsessed with practicing martial arts and hunting in Songshan that he forgot to manage the affairs in the hall.


    His white paper fan can only manage some logistics and ordinary people. None of those who know martial arts will listen to him and be controlled by him.


    Martial arts are much more pure than ordinary people in this respect. If you are good at martial arts, you should listen to you. If you are not good at martial arts, why should you listen to you.


    Yan Jin picked up a peanut and ate it. She continued to listen to the gossip of these Jianghu people.


    Another person put forward an opportunity on the Songshan Mountain: "I heard that the fog on the Songshan mountain can sharpen the realm of mental Dharma? I don''t know if it''s true?"


    Someone replied, "sharpen your mind? Ha ha... That''s not true. N the miasma on the mountain can really make martial artists fall into a terrible illusion. However, if you don''t accurately grasp the degree, your mood will not be beneficial, but will be damaged. Moreover, hallucination is one of the miasma powers discovered so far. As for other poison powers, you don''t know yet!"


    After listening, someone sighed: "this is expected ◆ the magic fog on Songshan really has no strong side effects. Songshan has long been in charge of the sects of major gangs. Where is the matter of Jianghu scattered people here?"


    "That''s right! It''s also a useful function to sharpen your mood. It doesn''t cost anything anyway. It''s effortless to come when you need it."


    "Hehe, it''s effortless, but I may be injured, dead, and my state of mind is damaged! Listen to what I said just now, I don''t have any illusions about Songshan ∫ let''s say that there is a good thing in this world. There is a Wulin myth living in seclusion, a mountain elixir, and a magic fog that sharpens my state of mind for free. Ha ha... There is such a place, which has long been a holy land and has long been used by major gangs The door of Zong is sealed. Where can we get it? Ha ha... Go, go, waste time! "


    "Alas, brother, walk slowly and go together. Listen to your brother. You are very knowledgeable and make a friend?"


    "Ha ha... OK, have an eye. Go and find another place to drink! Ha ha..."


    After they left, some people left again and again.


    The two people who left just now look familiar. They should also be from Sanhe Gang, maybe from Fengzi group.


    Yan Jin counted the number of people who left, accounting for about one-third. Perhaps many people who did not want to leave, but they were unwilling to go to Songshan to check it in person.


    Yan Jin said with a satisfied smile: "the effect is still good!"


    It''s a good thing to come and go!


    When these Jianghu people come, they always have to eat and stay in stores, which gives many businesses to these shops of Sanhe gang. No wonder the income of each store has increased to varying degrees this month.


    Taoism said, "the root of the disaster lies in the house."


    Indeed!


    This malicious rumor also has a good side.


    Near noon, Yan Jin got up and left Hongyuan restaurant. The party went back to the entrance of Sanhe Gang Songshan hall.


    Although the entrance of this hall is in the county, it also forms a whole.


    It has a city wall and a sentry tower outside. It occupies a very wide area inside. There are many houses inside. There are gang members, their families and servants living there.


    This is true of the Tangkou of Sanhe Gang counties