"Huh. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Zuo Qianhu squinted at a room of people, his face was undisguised disdain.

It wasn't these people who defeated him, and where were these people qualified to interrogate him?

In the face of this group of vulnerable weak chicken thieves, he really didn't want to say a word.

Zuo Qianhu's attitude was clear, and naturally no one among the people was bored anymore, and the next time was quiet in the Yizhuang Hall.

Some are resting, others are contemplating, but many more are waiting.

They were all just mediocre hands, and the hope of rescuing Fu Tianqiu had been handed over to others since the beginning of last night's confrontation.

"Zhiqiu Daxia is back!"

They didn't have to wait long before there was a shout outside the house, and Zhiqiu Yiye was surrounded by several Fu family retainers and walked into the hall, and he lowered his head when he faced the expectant eyes of the people in the room, especially when he faced Fu Yuechi's eyes.

"There is a negative trust!"

He bowed to Fu Yuechi and Fu Qingfeng, and his words were full of apologies.

His head and body were covered with soil particles, which was a sign of a long period of use of the Retreat Technique.

"Brother Zhiqiu, it's good for you to come back. ”

Fu Yuechi said, she stepped forward and took Zhiqiu Yiye's hand and pulled him to the edge of a large stone that was used as a stool.

"Let's rest first, you haven't closed your eyes for a day and a night. ”

I have to say that Ye Zhiqiu is very popular with women, if he is not from a famous and decent family, he has clean rules, and he has been staying in the teacher, I am afraid that he has a large group of children at this age.

Zhiqiu Yiye sat down cross-legged on the boulder, closed his eyes and began to regain his strength.

"Senior Zhuge , what should we do now?"

Seeing that half of his last hope had been dashed, Fu Qingfeng hurriedly ran to Ning Caichen's side, pulled the other party's sleeve and asked.

Ning Caichen was lying on the bed that everyone had specially made for him with a weak face - in fact, it was a few sacks, and he had a fever since he woke up yesterday, so he had been left in Yizhuang.

"Xiao Qian......"

Ning Caichen can be said to be 'overworked and sick' plus emotional fluctuations as the introduction, the heat of this fever is not low, and now he is already delirious.

At this moment, he saw Fu Qingfeng come to him in a daze, and he also pulled his sleeve.

He raised his hand tremblingly, trying to hold Fu Qingfeng's hand.

When a person is lying on his back and stretches out his hand to hold something, he will basically inadvertently protrude his index finger, Ning Caichen's stretch of hand falling in Fu Qingfeng's eyes is no longer an ordinary 'stretch out' action, this is 'immortal guidance'!

"Seniors point to the northwest! Let's go! Look for the northwest!"

Fu Qingfeng looked at Ning Caichen's gesture, and she realized again.

After receiving the 'guidance', she immediately stood up, and everyone seemed to have suddenly found their backbone.

"Yes!"

The people answered.

However, Ning Caichen's 'guidance' is obviously not finished.

"Don't ...... Other...... Other...... Walk ......"

His speech was very unclear, and Fu Qingfeng only heard the word 'don't' clearly.

"Didn't the senior mean the northwest direction?"

Fu Qingfeng wondered.

Where did Ning Caichen know what the northwest direction was, he just wanted to grab Fu Qingfeng's hand now.

His hands drew circles in the air, as if he was trying to grasp something.

One finger, draw a circle, the middle point of the circle, the circle in the point, Fu Qingfeng did not understand its meaning.

"Senior Zhuge refers to Kyoto, no matter what, their goal is to send Master Fu to Kyoto, and we just need to guard there. ”

Zhiqiu Yiye didn't know when he stopped meditating and regained his breath, and he used his blazing eyes to see all of Ning Caichen's movements.

"Yes, let's go to Kyoto!"

Fu Qingfeng suddenly realized.

"Brother Zhiqiu is really wise!"

Fu Yuechi pulled Zhiqiu Yiye's arm and said.

“……”

Ning Caichen didn't know what to say, he didn't even know what was going on around him, his head was groggy, and he quickly fell asleep.

……

"Tsk, it's really embarrassing, I haven't even found a hair after looking for a night......"

Mo Ye turned on his perception to almost rummage through the entire forest, and when the sky was bright and the purple qi appeared, he still found nothing.

He was a little frustrated, and at the same time he was curious about how Zuo Qianhu and his men did it.

He stopped his aimless search and walked back in a down-to-earth manner along the horseshoe prints and rut marks left by Zuo Qianhu last night.

After walking more than a mile, he found that the horseshoe prints had become more and more disorganized, and it could be seen that Zuo Qianhu had been scattered with his men here last night.

However, with this as the center of the circle, the horseshoe prints and rut prints are only southeast and only one road, and there is absolutely no trace of scattering in all directions, and even the grass and trees on the side of the road have not been trampled.

It was as if Zuo Qianhu's subordinates had suddenly disappeared from this position, or perhaps this group of people had grown wings and flew one by one.

This is very counterintuitive.

Mo Xie had been looking for a night, and it was not the first time he had checked the traces here, and after searching all the places nearby, even the most incredible conjecture couldn't help but Mo Xie couldn't help but face it squarely.

Could it be that this group of people really grew wings?

Or was it someone else who helped them put wings on them?

Mo Xie remembered Zuo Qianhu's indifferent face last night, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind.

"Not good!"

With the strength of his feet, the whole person jumped into the air at the fastest speed he could achieve, and rushed towards Yizhuang in a puff of smoke.

If he's guessed correctly, a tricky guy has arrived.

……

"Amitabha!"

Yizhuang, just when everyone got the 'guidance' and was about to leave, a Buddha horn full of indescribable majesty and compassion sounded outside Yizhuang.

"Who?"

Everyone looked out of the door, only to see that the broken gate of Yizhuang was full of people at some point.

No, to be precise, it should be full of monks.

The monks are all richly dressed, they are lined up outside the Yizhuang, a shrine carved with dragons and phoenixes is carried by eight monks in the most luxurious clothes, and the aftermath of the Buddha's name in the tent has not yet dissipated.

"Master National Teacher!"

Everyone was still amazed that this gorgeous lineup was hung in the center of Yizhuang Zuo Qianhu shouted, compared to the previous disdain and mocking posture in the face of everyone, at this moment he was like seeing the god in his mind, if he had a tail on his buttocks, he must have shaken so much that it was almost falling off now.

"Master Guoshi?"

Fu Yuechi was still puzzled, but Fu Qingfeng and a group of retainers had already reflected.

"Meet the National Teacher!"

Fu Qingfeng pulled Fu Yuechi to kneel on the spot, her eyes full of reverence when she looked at the shrine.

Not only her, but all those who knew the name of this national teacher showed reverence.

"Master Pudu Cihang!"

Zhiqiu Yiye was the only one among the crowd who did not kneel, the other was Ning Caichen who had fallen asleep, and even Zuo Qianhu, who was hanging, bent his legs in the air to worship.

Zhiqiu Yiye folded his hands and held the Buddha salute, and the salutation in his mouth made the reverence on the faces of the kneeling people even stronger.