The monk shook his head and said, "The disciple has never seen that person, but I heard that person described that person as very young and unfathomable in cultivation, and ordinary arhats are not his opponents. ”

Hearing his description, the old monk frowned, and thought of a figure in his mind, which he met in the palace, and thought that it was a young master trained by the palace, but later he learned that the young man knew the person who came to the palace several times to steal things, and he was still very familiar.

"Where did the man who killed Arhat go?

The monk said: "According to the visitor, the person who killed the Arhat is likely to have come to the royal city, so Shizun asked me to tell my uncle, hoping that the Foreign Affairs Pavilion will move and find the young man." ”

Hearing his description, the old monk was almost certain that the young man who killed the Arhat in the Taoist Temple was the same young man he had seen in the palace.

First of all, they are all young and right, so young but unfathomable, and they have come to the royal city, and when they coincide, they can basically determine who the person is.

The old monk thought for a moment and said to the monk in charge: "Okay, I know, you step down, I will use part of the power of the Foreign Affairs Pavilion, but if you want to use the entire Foreign Affairs Pavilion, you still need the permission of the Dragon Protector." ”

"Yes, the disciple retired. The monk in charge stepped back, and just walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at the old monk, "Uncle Hui, the master asked me to tell me that the young man may have the parchment scroll of the city lord of the border city on him." ”

"What?" the old monk was shocked, "How could the parchment roll be on his body, could it be that he killed the city lord in the border city?"

"Not really. The monk shook his head, "Originally, the parchment scroll had fallen into the hands of our Taoist Buddhist Temple, but it was later snatched away by that young man from the hands of the Arhats. ”

"So, he killed two Arhats?" the old monk was startled and hurriedly asked.

The presiding monk said, "Only one Arhat died, and the other Arhat was injured and stayed in the border city to recuperate for the time being. ”

The old monk nodded and waved his hand, "You can step aside! I will personally follow up on this matter, and when there is news, I will inform your master myself." ”

"Yes, the disciple retired. The monk clasped his hands together and really left the bamboo house this time.

Following the same path, he walked through the bamboo forest, walked past the rockery lotus pond, and returned to the gate of the Foreign Affairs Pavilion.

At this time, the monk on the other side said, "Senior Brother in charge, my master has returned, do you want to see my master again?"

When the Dragon Protector went to see the Fuhu Vajra, he had already returned to the Foreign Affairs Pavilion, and the monk asked.

"I have already told Uncle Fuhu about the matter, and I will be gone, disturbing the two junior brothers. The monk clasped his hands together and bowed.

The two monks chanted the Buddha's name in their mouths and returned the salute to the monk in charge.

After saluting, the monk turned around and walked back to inform his master, and the Fuhu King Kong in the bamboo forest walked out of the bamboo house and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

Shortly after he left, the Dragon Protector who got the news also disappeared from his residence.

The monk in charge returned to the meditation room alone, met his master, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw that the master was made on the futon, and said, "The disciple has seen the master." ”

The old monk opened his eyes and asked, "Have you explained the matter?"

The monk in charge of the throne hurriedly said: "Please rest assured, the disciple has already told Uncle Fuhu about the matter, and Uncle Fu said that he would start the Foreign Affairs Pavilion immediately." ”

"That's good, you can go back too! Rest early, there are still a lot of things to do in the temple tomorrow. The old monk nodded, then let him go.

The disciple retired. The presiding monk folded his hands, confessed, and then the man withdrew from the meditation room.

The Foreign Affairs Pavilion on the side of the Taoist Buddha Temple was all activated, and many monks began to appear on the streets, although they did not search from house to house, but when they encountered suspicious people, they still had to interrogate them for a long time.

In a restaurant not far from the palace, on the second floor, by the window, an old man and a young man were drinking leisurely, admiring the pedestrians coming and going on the street below the window.

"Why are there so many monks?" Pan Xin screwed together.

Some people don't understand, he just killed the emperor in the palace, but the relationship between the royal family and the Taoist Temple is not so good, and I can't understand why so many monks appear on the street, as if they are looking for someone.

Long Zun picked up a wine glass, drank the wine in one gulp, and then said: "Whatever! Anyway, he can't find us, but it's better, the monks have all come outside, and it just so happens that the two of us go to the Taoist Temple." ”

He said it very easily, and he had a feeling that it should be related to the old monk he killed before he came to the royal city, and he thought that these monks on the street were here to search for him.

Pan Xin poured himself a glass of water and wine, but didn't drink it, just turned the wine glass on his fingers, and his flexible fingers turned the wine glass round and round, and the wine inside rippled one after another.

It took a long time before he drank the wine in the glass, and then said, "Broken wine is not mellow at all, but it's a pity, I knew that when I came here, I should have brought more wine." ”

Long Zun smiled and nodded, seemingly agreeing with him.

But he would never say that there was wine in his storage space and that there was precious monkey wine.

"Rest for a night today, and go to the Taoist Temple tomorrow night, the first few times they chased me miserably, this time the two of us joined forces and leveled the Taoist Temple. Pan Xin said.

Long Zun tapped his fingers on the table twice and said, "Let's go tomorrow during the day!" There must be many masters in the Dao Buddha Temple, and unlike the Imperial Palace, it is impossible for the two of us to sneak in, and there is only one way to break through. ”

Pan Xin nodded and said, "You're right, don't look at that group of bald donkeys, but there are indeed a few masters, and it's probably not easy to sneak in without being discovered, so let's go during the day, the two of us just break in, I don't believe it, and a few of them want to stop me." ”

The dishes on the table basically haven't been touched much, and the two of them are cultivators of the Martial Sect, and just breathing the aura is no problem if they don't eat for a month.

What's more, their tastes are very tricky, and they usually eat some fruits and the like, but they don't eat much of the big fish and meat that ordinary people like.

The two of them just drank a little bit and spent most of their time talking.

"What are you pressing the parchment roll for, just for the exercises above?" Long Zun suddenly turned his head and asked Pan Xin.

He knew in his heart what was on the parchment roll, but he pretended not to know and asked Pan Xin, just to watch Pan Xin use one lie to fulfill another lie.

(End of chapter)