The feeling of the lotus flower seems to be very keen, when Wang Changsheng just raised her finger, she subconsciously looked up, the eyes of the two people staggered in the air, Wang Changsheng retracted his claws in embarrassment, it is not too polite to look at others and point so directly, the woman flickered her eyes and still raised her neck, and she didn't seem to feel that there was anything abrupt about her actions just now.

Wang Changsheng looked at the other party's unusually dark but very bright eyes, and thought for no reason, these eyes were really like the two brightest stars in the night.

Fu Jiu didn't notice the staggering of the two of them for less than a few seconds, but shook his head and said, "Among the people below, she may be the only one I don't know the exact origin of. ”

"What do you say?" Wang Changsheng asked, still looking at the other party.

"Because I didn't find out, even if I asked our second senior brother, it would be in vain," Fu Jiu said with his hands probed.

The seven disciples of Kunlun Guan, the ninth master sits in Chang'an City, the sixth senior brother who fried cabbage knows the history of thousands of years, and is the best at repairing antiquities, the second senior brother who taught Wang Changsheng to smoke and drink is not on the ordinary path, he is often ridiculed by Fujiu They are news mongers, but he always calls himself a well-informed person, the second senior brother has bragged more than once that there are only two kinds of news in this world for me, one is what I can find, and the other is not there at all.

There must be an element of blowing out of this statement, but from another point of view, the news of the second senior brother is quite remarkable, because in the Kunlun view, you can brag, but the premise is that you must have the capital to blow, otherwise the little uncle Yang Laiyu will teach you how to behave.

The seven disciples of Kunlun Guan have their own jobs, and the second senior brother of the news dealer who is very proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling all kinds of evil ways is equivalent to a pair of eyes of Kunlun Guan.

She appeared a year ago, except for knowing that her name is Bai Bo, other information is very little, only that she often walks the world with a tragic attitude, she has surpassed a lot of lonely souls wandering in the world and sent it to the underworld, and also prayed for the suffering people, so some people knew that her surname was white, and called her Bai Bodhisattva. ”

"White servant?" Wang Changsheng felt that the name was very strange, so he whispered a sentence.

The lotus flower that looked up, looked at Wang Changsheng's lips, and suddenly smiled, it was Bai Meisheng's kind of smile, as if the flowers had bloomed, so that the men around him were knocked hard in their hearts, and Chang Shanyue, the son of the Longhu Mountain Sect who was drinking with Yu Liangzi, raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "She laughs like a thousand-year-old fox, I really hope that I am Pu Songling." ”

Yu Liangzi frowned and said: "It is said that you are the one who reads the Taoist scriptures the most in Longhu Mountain, hasn't this mind been repaired yet?"

Chang Shanyue took a sip of wine, licked his lips happily and said, "You can memorize the twelve Buddhist scriptures backwards, aren't you also a man with a handle?"

Yu Liangzi folded his hands and pronounced a Buddha name, saying: "But I never miss the red dust"

"It's the Bodhisattva's Bodhisattva!" Fu Jiu corrected, and then said: "It is rumored outside that this woman who appeared more than a year ago is likely to have come down from the Tianshan Mountains in Northern Xinjiang, and it is also said that she was reincarnated in her previous life as a great Bodhisattva who practiced on the Tibetan Plateau, but I think it is more reliable to say that she may be from the Taoist cave or blessed land, after all, this is an era of blooming flowers, and everything that should come out should come out." ”

Wang Changsheng suddenly thought of Emperor Zhou, he should belong to that kind of person, and he should come out.

Retracting his eyes, Wang Changsheng turned around, silently lit a cigarette, and said in a low voice: "She should have seen something"

"What?" Fu Jiu asked with a frown.

"When she looked at me, she smiled very jokingly, I could see that her smile was only for me" Wang Changsheng bit the cigarette butt and wrapped it a few times, spit out the thick smoke and said: "Her eyes are too bright, maybe she sees something that others don't see." ”

"Are you sure?" Fu Jiu asked with a continued frown.

"It's pretty much the same, I usually don't feel wrong"

Fu Jiu's expression suddenly became solemn, of course he knew what Wang Changsheng meant, after he died at the age of twelve, the soul that was sealed in his body by Chen Qingshan was only known to people inside Kunlun Temple, if the reason was known by people outside, it would be a very serious disaster for Kunlun Temple, so Yang Laiyu had worked hard for ten years to cover up Wang Changsheng's life at the cost of it, just not to let the monks and Taoist priests who were a little capable in this world see the secrets of his body.

Fu Jiu cautiously picked up the phone, and was just about to dial out, when Wang Changsheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed him, and said, "You want to kill your mouth?"

Fu Jiu said: "I'd rather kill by mistake than let it go, if she really knows, I will definitely not let her go out of this manor." ”

Wang Changsheng asked softly, "What if I'm wrong?"

Fu Jiu smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I said it all, I'd rather kill by mistake, hehe, you're afraid of cause and effect but I'm not afraid, I've been contaminated enough in the years since I was the ninth master, where can I count how many people died directly or indirectly under my hands? Xiao Qi has some things that are inconvenient for you, so we have to do it, otherwise what do you want us senior brothers to do, aren't we just carrying you away?"

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Don't touch her for the time being, I have a plan in my heart, even if this woman sees it, she may not be publicized, besides...... After all, she doesn't know that I am from Kunlunguan, and besides, I don't think she looks like a wife and a wife, so it's okay to talk about other people's privacy, you have to believe her temperament. ”

Fu Jiu was stunned, put down the phone, thought for a while, and nodded: "That's right, I'm really worried." ”

"Now, now that you're done here, you're going to start going down?"

Wang Changsheng glanced at Xu Mubai over there, he almost forgot something, when he was building a bridge in Longxi a year ago, Huang Baoxi, the death row prisoner who died after ordering the Zhenlong Monument, Wang Changsheng promised him to ensure the safety and wealth of his family for three generations, and he had always forgotten this stubble in his heart before, and he only remembered it after seeing Xu Mubai.

"Let's go to Lingxi first, I have something to do, and then I ...... down."

"Hum" Before Wang Changsheng's words fell, suddenly a trilling sound came from nowhere.

It's like a piano sound, not very crisp, but definitely loud.

Wang Changsheng and Fu Jiu turned their heads to look down at the same time, and Fu Jiu said in surprise: "Who is playing the piano?"

After that trill, no one noticed the sudden sound of the piano, but then from outside the hall, suddenly there was a continuous, melodious and tactful tune, which immediately attracted the attention of almost everyone, those who drank did not drink, and those who smoked did not smoke, the song must be a good tune, but the person who played it was definitely a good technique.

Fu Jiu let out an "oh" and said, "It's not playing the piano, it's the bright line of the erhu, who is idle and has nothing to do?"

Wang Changsheng doesn't know how many times he has heard Liang Pingping's erhu, in Lingnan for a while, he heard that his ears were calloused, although the tune he played was really good, but he couldn't stand the time when he set up a stall and listened to it every day, Wang Changsheng could naturally hear it, this tune was probably from Liang Pingping's hand, but he was a little strange, how could the other party come here.