In the early morning, the Jiming Temple is extraordinarily quiet, and there are basically no traces on the road up the mountain, but the incense in the temple is as prosperous as usual, and the fragrance is permeated, which makes people feel refreshed. At some point, an old monk suddenly appeared in this courtyard, he was wearing a shabby robe, strolling forward, and every little nun who passed by would greet him politely, and seemed very familiar with him. The old monk will respond to everyone's greetings with a smile, and return to this place where he has lived in seclusion for decades, the old monk is still in a good mood, and has a sense of belonging that he has never had.

"Where has the master been during this time?" After a while, a nun who looked at the old monk who was about fifty years old came to the old monk, and after politely greeting the old monk with her hands folded, she opened her mouth to ask.

"I have long wanted to travel all over the world, but unfortunately I was drawn as a prison by myself, some time ago, I saw the Buddha in a dream, and I was instantly relieved to get the enlightenment, so I ran away and traveled to the clouds!" Hearing the old nun's question, the old monk smiled politely, and then made such a response without thinking.

"I see!" Hearing the old monk's answer, the old nun didn't think much about it, and then continued: "Lord Lu from Hangzhou, I have been waiting for a long time in the Nanxiang Zen room!"

"Got it!" Hearing the old nun's words, the old monk frowned slightly, thoughtfully, and then opened his mouth to respond, and followed the transposition to go directly to the direction of the south wing meditation room. He still remembered that the last time, it was also in that meditation room, he had a confrontation with this Lu Shi from Hangzhou, and then the golden cicada broke out of its shell and left this place. Now I go around and around and go back to the same place, and I see the same person, but it's not acting anymore!

"I'm back!" The old monk came to the south chamber meditation room, gently pushed open the door, there was only one person in the meditation room, sitting at the table making tea, after seeing the old monk push the door and walk in, he immediately stood up and whispered a greeting. This person's surname is Lu, he is from Hangzhou, and it is the Lu family's eldest gentleman, Lu Tingxuan! It was also the same day that he forced the old monk to death in this meditation room, and forced away the lord of Miss Lin Danqing! It's just that no one knows, all this is just that he and the old monk or call him Qingfeng is more accurate, everything is an extreme drama that the two of them starred in!

"What? Think I'm not coming?" Hearing Lu Tingxuan's words, the old monk incarnated by Qingfeng immediately opened his mouth and asked rhetorically, then turned around and looked at the door gently.

"Hehe!" Hearing Qingfeng's rhetorical question, Lu Tingxuan didn't answer, just sneered twice, and then waited for Qingfeng to walk to the table.

"If I really can't come back, or if it's not me who comes back, what will you do?" Seeing that Lu Tingxuan didn't answer, Qingfeng didn't speak again for the time being, but slowly walked to the table, didn't sit down, and directly picked up the cup of hot tea that Lu Tingxuan had poured for him in advance on the table, and stopped to ask when he got it to his mouth.

"You and I know it by heart, so why bother playing dumb riddles here!" Lu Tingxuan raised his eyes slightly, stared at Qingfeng and said this, then picked up the teacup on the table and drank the tea in the cup that was no longer hot. Then, he put down the quilt heavily.

Seeing Lu Tingxuan's actions, Qingfeng smiled again for some reason, and then drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and then said this, put down the teacup, and sat down.

"Can a mere pill really suppress those two brothers in your body?" After the old monk sat down, Lu Tingxuan immediately added another cup of hot tea for him, and then asked with a little doubt.

"Everything depends on creation! I didn't believe it at first, but in the end, I still trapped the dust until now, don't worry about this, do what needs to be done first to be foolproof!" Hearing Lu Tingxuan's question, Qingfeng hesitated for a moment before answering such a sentence.

"That's right!" Hearing Qingfeng's answer, Lu Tingxuan seemed to feel reasonable, nodded and stopped dwelling on it.

"Is there any news from the Qinglong Array?" Qingfeng picked up the teacup again, took a sip, and asked Lu Tingxuan.

"Mu Yi, the spy who arranged for Li Sanqing's side, brought back some paintings before he died, and there were some incomprehensible words on them, I guess it should be related to the Qinglong Array!" Hearing Qingfeng ask about this, Lu Tingxuan answered truthfully.

"Before he died, how did Mu Yi die?did you kill him?" After hearing Lu Tingxuan's words, Qingfeng frowned obviously, and the end of his attention did not fall on the paintings that Lu Tingxuan said for the first time, but instead cared about Mu Yi's life and death.

"He's exposed, there's no use value anymore, and it might be a burden to keep it!" Seeing that Qingfeng seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his handling of Mu Yi, Lu Tingxuan immediately opened his mouth to explain, but judging from his face and tone, it was obvious that he still didn't care very much.

"Ridiculous! Do you know how many years he has been investigating before Li Sanqing, and how much information he still has in his hands? Killing him so arbitrarily is equivalent to telling these messages and cutting them off with his own hands!" After hearing Lu Tingxuan's response, Qingfeng suddenly became furious, stood up and said such a sentence suddenly, and at the same time slapped the table heavily.

"Okay, okay, don't act angry in front of me, don't you know the secret that this old guy knows? Kill him and I'm arbitrary, okay? Don't discuss him yet, you can look at the words on these pictures first!" Seeing that Qingfeng was angry, Lu Tingxuan still looked pampered and not frightened, and after saying this quietly, he got up and walked to the cabinet against the wall on the left side of the meditation room, opened the cabinet directly, took out a black rectangular alley from it, returned to the table, and put the small box on the table.

Qingfeng didn't wait for Lu Tingxuan to make a move, he directly opened the small box, there were some rolled scrolls neatly placed in the box, Qingfeng took out a roll casually, opened it gently, and the scroll unfolded, and what he saw was a lifelike portrait, but Qingfeng didn't care about this portrait that should be valuable, but turned directly to the back, and focused his attention on the two lines of strange text on the back of the portrait.

"I don't recognize!" After staring at these two lines of text for a while, Qingfeng shook his head and said in a deep voice, and then opened the other five paintings one after another, and the result was still the same, there were two lines of words on the back of each painting, but they didn't recognize it!

"It seems that we still have to let Mr. Xiao Lu solve this problem!" Seeing that Qingfeng couldn't recognize the words on these portraits, Lu Tingxuan suddenly said this.