Just when Cheng Yiru's side was anxious, Xia Feng had quietly left the capital with a breath and came to a nearby town.

Compared to the bustling city of Kyoto, the atmosphere of the town is much more simple, and it is the morning market, and the people are shouting and selling everywhere.

"Boss, bring me two fritters and a bowl of soy milk!"

This morning, because there were a lot of things in the dragon group, I didn't care about taking care of breakfast, and tracked all the way here, Xia Feng was still on an empty stomach.

Although it's okay to go without eating for a few days now, it's hard to change the habits that you have developed since childhood.

When he went out to sea to fish, he relied on the two cold steamed buns in the morning to survive, so no matter how busy he was, Xia Feng still insisted on eating breakfast.

In fact, for the residents of the town, breakfast time has already passed at this time, so there are not many customers near the stalls.

Except for Xia Feng, only the next table sat a lean old man dressed as an old farmer.

At this time, he was concentrating on the gruel in the bowl, but if he looked closely, he would find that the other party's attention was always on alert.

He was always paying attention to the movements around him, but Xia Feng relied on his strong body control ability to change his original appearance long before he came, so he was not recognized by the other party.

The old farmer left in a hurry after drinking the gruel, and then turned around into a small inn at the end of the street, which was probably a temporary place to stay.

During this period, Xia Feng always buried his head in dealing with the fritters in his hand, and didn't even look at the other party.

After eating breakfast slowly, Xia Feng did not chase after him immediately, but walked around unhurriedly, and after the pedestrians in the morning market gradually dispersed, he paced towards the small hostel.

A small hostel like this without formal business qualifications is not managed at all in broad daylight, and Xia Feng was not hindered in any way when he entered.

Following that breath, Xia Feng easily found the room where the target was, and at this time, Qin Zhong, who had turned into an old farmer, was lying cross-legged on his knees, still holding a ball of glowing green light in his hand, which should be in a state of cultivation.

"Knock knock...... Boom!"

Xia Feng's perception had already been probed around, and there was only this one place in the entire town that had spiritual power fluctuations, so he was not in a hurry at all, and even pretended to knock on the door.

"Who ......!"

Qin Zhong was like the frightened bird at this time, jumping up with a slight stir, and his eyes already showed a very strong killing intent.

"The dignified steward of the Cheng Mansion actually turned into an old farmer and hid in such a humble inn, I am afraid that it will shock many people's jaws if it is spread. ”

At this point, Xia Feng didn't need to hide himself, he ignored the other party's cannibalistic eyes, and walked in directly and slowly pushed the door in.

"Who the hell are you? from the Secret Service!"

Qin Zhong was originally a little lucky, but after being called out by Xia Feng, his face immediately became solemn.

At this juncture, he will take the initiative to find the door, and he can know his identity, except for the people from the Special Investigation Bureau, I am afraid that the only one is his own mysterious boss.

Compared with the Special Investigation Bureau, Qin Zhong is actually more afraid of being caught by Cheng Yiru, although the other party has been hiding it well, but after so many years of getting along day and night, he can still see some clues.

Compared with the Special Investigation Bureau, which flaunts the name of justice everywhere, my own husband is the most terrifying existence.

Over the years, there have been countless people who have fought against the idea of Confucianism, some who just want to forcibly seek medical treatment, there are also powerful forces in foreign regions, and there are even those great monks who have the idea of fighting pills.

But no matter who the opponent was, Qin Zhong had never seen his own husband suffer a loss.

If it weren't for the fact that Shou Yuan was approaching, and the temptation given by the Immortal Sect was too great, Qin Zhong would never dare to have the idea of betrayal.

But now that he has taken this step, there is no room for maneuver, so as early as a few years ago, Qin Zhong prepared a way out for himself.

After Xia Feng and his entourage visited yesterday, Qin Zhong felt the abnormality of the atmosphere, so he didn't hesitate and left Kyoto overnight.

"The Secret Service...... It seems that you still have a good idea of what you have done to yourself?"

For this kind of beast who regards human life as a mustard, Xia Feng shouldn't talk nonsense with him, but there is no way, in order to wait for the soul searching technique to be successfully performed, he must do some foreshadowing now.

"Hahaha, I know it in my heart! It seems that you are not Mr. Cheng's person, if he sends someone over, it is estimated that he will do it directly!"

Qin Zhong didn't want to escape, but he felt a great threat from this unattractive young man.

He inexplicably had a premonition that if he dared to make the slightest superfluous move, he was afraid that he would die in an instant.

If conditions permitted, Qin Zhong didn't want to die, otherwise he wouldn't accept the temptation offered by the Immortal Sect.

"Listening to your tone, it doesn't seem to be very confident, so you shouldn't know much about that Doctor Cheng?"

Xia Feng was somewhat disappointed when he heard this, this time he took the risk to attack Qin Zhong, just to get the information he wanted directly from the other party's mouth once and for all.

But this old man doesn't even know Cheng Yiru's subordinates, so he can only guess, I'm afraid what he knows is very limited.

"Hahaha, understand, just based on this sentence, the old man concluded that you are a chick, in the huge Kyoto, there are a few people who dare to say that they know Cheng Yiru very well, hahaha, if you want to know something from me, I'm afraid you will be overjoyed. ”

After listening to Xia Feng's last sentence, Qin Zhong's tone became very determined, and he obviously had a very positive basis for judgment.

"Since you guessed it, then I don't bother to continue talking nonsense, three questions, answer it and spare your life, otherwise, I will personally send you to Cheng Zhai. ”

Xia Feng didn't care if Qin Zhong guessed something or deliberately bluffed, but this would not affect his temptation, and he didn't intend to get the truth from the other party's mouth anyway.

The main event still has to rely on the follow-up soul searching Dafa, only in that case, people have no chance to lie.

"Hahaha, don't deliberately lie to me, I can probably guess a little bit of what you want to ask, but let me tell you clearly, I don't know anything, even if you kill me now, it won't help. ”

Qin Zhongneng has served in Cheng Mansion for nearly twenty years, he will definitely not be a fool, after a simple temptation, he has basically guessed the other party's intention.

Because over the years, Xia Feng was not the first person to do this, otherwise, Qin Zhong would not have had a chance to take over the housekeeper's class.

But no matter what methods those people use, no one has been able to really figure out Cheng Yiru's identity and background.

Because every time there is a critical moment, there will always be big forces to help come out, and by the way, warn those who are about to make a move.

Gradually, everyone also extinguished their thoughts of making crooked ideas, and only regarded this divine doctor as the white glove of a certain great sect, specializing in establishing contacts and collecting wealth in the world.