Hearing the son's song, Liuyun didn't dare to touch the piano again in this life. After a long time, Liuyun let out a long sigh and said softly.

Xian Ge was a little helpless, and said softly: The sound of Liuyun's piano is also excellent.

Liuyun shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said lightly: The piano is a ritual instrument, and this vulgar place of Qinglou should not have a clean sound. After listening to such a tune, how many girls in the building will be unable to sleep at night tonight, crying until dawn. No, maybe they don't even have the qualifications to cry alone, so they can only silently swallow the tears in their hearts. But I still want to hear such a tune. Liuyun glanced at the man in white in front of him lightly and said: It is said that when you see your son, you will be mistaken for life, and it is really worthy of your reputation.

Hee-hee, the son of the string song is famous all over the world, and it is really worthy of his reputation when he sees it today. A Qingyue smiling voice came from upstairs, and the two of them looked back but saw a young man in white leaning on the railing not far away, looking at them with a smile. Next to the young man was a young man in a black brocade robe. Liuyun only felt that the man was extremely handsome, but his eyes were slightly drooping, and he couldn't see the look on his face clearly. The young man leaned next to the man, smiling and his face carved in pink and jade, as if a fairy child in the sky had descended to earth. is also dressed in white, and when worn on the string song, it has the meaning of being out of the dust, but when worn on this young man, it is handsome and amiable. Is there such a delicate and beautiful boy in the world? Liuyun was surprised, the man in black and the string song were both extremely good-looking men, but the handsomeness of the string song boy and the handsome indifference of the man in black were completely different from this young man. Such facial features, even if they grow on a woman's face, are also beautiful and peerless, and there will be no disobedience.

When the boy walked in, Liuyun couldn't help but suddenly realize. Where is a teenager, this is clearly a girl dressed as a man. It's just that no one from beginning to end of them found out how such two outstanding characters entered this Spring Breeze Pavilion.

Looking back at Xian Ge in some surprise, he saw that the eyes of the young man of Xian Ge narrowed slightly, and his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said helplessly: What are you doing here?

The boy - naturally Nangong Mo. The folding fan in Nangong Mo's hand unfolded to cover half of his face, and said with a smile: Big brother, you can come, can't we come? Naturally, I came to find it, and I have long heard that the string song is a frequent visitor in this green building, why don't you patronize the Yingsleeve Building? The young man of the string song got up helplessly, and asked Liuyun Dao sideways: Is there a quiet place to talk to us?

Liuyun smiled: Naturally, there is, three please.

Liuyun is a woman who knows how to measure herself, most of the women in the Qinglou are good at dancing with long sleeves, and most of the famous prostitutes are arrogant. But Liuyun can see her identity very clearly, she admires the string song like many women, but she never thought that they would have results, and never thought that she would be any different from other women. So after leading the three of them into a vacant wing, he got up and retired without Xian Ge opening his mouth.

Nangong Mo looked at the beautiful woman who withdrew and went to close the door, and looked at Xian Ge with a smile and said: I heard Uncle Xian Ge say that the son of Xian Ge is known all over the world, I still don't believe it. Now it's an insight. This Liuyun girl looks like a good woman, Nangong Mo naturally doesn't persuade Xian Ge to accept Liuyun or something, as a junior sister, she will never meddle in her senior brother's emotional affairs casually. What's more, even intellectually, she still thinks that people are noble, but in her selfish heart, she still doesn't want her perfect brother to fall in love with a Qinglou woman. Of course, if Xian Ge really fell in love with a Qinglou woman, Nangong Mo would still bless them. But if it's just a game world, it's better to get less peach blossom debt.

Xian Ge raised her hand and tapped the top of her head and said, "Little girl, it's time to take care of my senior brother's business."

Nangong Mo was not angry, he touched his head habitually and said with a smile: I don't dare to take care of my senior brother's affairs, but if you meet your future sister-in-law one day, don't ask me to help you explain your romantic debts. I don't know anything.

Xian Ge was helpless, and wanted to reach out and rub her head like when she was a child, but she didn't want to prick his hand with a gaze like an ice thorn. The outstretched hand stiffened a little, and he took it back as if nothing had happened. He walked to the side and sat down, and asked lightly: What are you doing here? Just to find me?

Nangong Mo rolled her eyes at him, she was also helpless, okay? I don't know what's wrong with this, no matter where I go, I like to live in the green building. Although countless women are haunted by the string singer, Nangong Mo knows that in fact, the string singer and those who have rumored all kinds of scandals with him are innocent. If so many things really happened, Uncle Shi would have killed him early. However, so many women are worried, and they have indeed been among the flowers, and they have not touched a single leaf. Nangong Mo has decided since five years ago that the world-famous string song boy is a scum who has not cleaned up. I just don't know where the woman who can clean him up is.

Wei Junmo pulled Nangong Mo to the side and sat down, raised his eyes to look at Xian Ge and asked, "What is the son of Xian Ge doing in Jinzhou?"

Xian Ge raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: I will do whatever you do.

Wei Junmo frowned lightly and said, "What's the news?" The connections of the string singer in the rivers and lakes are definitely quite amazing, not only in the rivers and lakes, but also in the court and down to the countryside, there are people who have been rescued by the string singer. Xian Ge took a sip of the teacup, and said lightly: The news, there is indeed a point. What do you trade for, though?

Wei Junmo said calmly: You say.

Xian Ge's smile is like a spring breeze, after finding the treasure, I want half of it.

The words that came out of the mouth of the white-clothed boy who was like a fairy were vulgar.

Wei Junmo is unwavering, I will make a move, one percent.

The song boy is disdainful, forty and a half.

One and a half.

Thirty percent

Twenty percent, no more. Wei Junmo said firmly.

The string song boy hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded and said: Deal.

Nangong Mo sat on the side and looked at the two of them, only to feel a black line. Wei Junmo didn't care about the words and deeds of the string song boy who ruined his image so much, and asked calmly: News?

The string song boy smiled lightly: Someone told me that the treasure may be in the Shanglin Temple.

That's it?

The string singer said calmly: That's it.

What should I do if I feel cheated? Kill this guy? Wei Shizi was silent for a long time, Nangong Mo looked at his senior brother speechlessly, this senior brother is not much different from what we found. It's just that the location is more accurate, and it still needs to be said whether it's really true. This is an empty glove white wolf, right?

The string song boy said angrily: Little girl, who am I for, senior brother?

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows, and the string song boy sighed and shook his head, it was really rotten wood that could not be carved. Sure enough, girls are outgoing. I don't know how sad the master and uncle will be when they see it.

If you see Master can't wait to give a gift to someone, you will know that Master is not sad.

Seeing that both of them looked at him unkindly, the string song boy also felt that he should say something more. I had to say: Although I heard the news from someone, I also asked people to inquire about it. Every once in a while, Zhang Dingfang would send a large number of supplies to the military operations in the western suburbs, but those materials were all transferred in the military camps in the western suburbs and then sent to the large camps in various places. Because Jinzhou is Zhang Dingfang's base camp, there is indeed a grain storage warehouse in the western suburbs. So no one doubted it.

Wei Junmo said: What did the young man of the string song discover?

Xian Ge Gongzi said: Naturally, there is, although the number of things sent in and things sent out seems to be not much different, but there are still some subtle differences in between. More were shipped out than in. Is it a problem?

Nangong Mo and Wei Junmo glanced at each other, naturally it was a problem, and it was a big problem. The military camp in the western suburbs is built on the mountain, and there is no other road, where did the extra things come from?

There is little difference in quantity and it is not easy to attract attention. But I happen to know some people who are in the side business. You know, some people can guess what is in it just by looking at the wheel marks on the ground, and the other party tells me that although I am not sure, the car is definitely not filled with grain and grass.

Are people reliable? Wei Junmo frowned.

String Song Gongzi said: I'm in a coma for the time being, but if you can get things done within a month, it's very reliable. In other words, it will take at least a month for the other person to wake up. The son of the string song became famous all over the world at a young age, and he roamed the rivers and lakes alone but never crossed the road, so he naturally would not make mistakes in such details. Wei Junmo nodded and said, "Go over and have a look tonight."

Miss. Wei came in from outside with a sword in his hand and said in a respectful voice.

Nangong Mo smiled: What's the news?

Said in a dangerous voice: There is news from the Seven Star Serial Pavilion that Jin Pingyi has also locked the military camp in the western suburbs. Act tonight.

Nangong Mo nodded, understood. You go down first.

Wei nodded and retreated silently.

The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes, so soon, the Seven Star Serial Pavilion has been inserted into the spies." The person who can hear such news is not an ordinary spy, it must be someone who has at least the trust of Jin Pingyi. Nangong Mo smiled lightly, but Wei Junmo, who had always been taciturn, glanced up at Nangong Mo and said lightly: What is it to install spies? Flawless also personally went out of the pit to pit Jin Pingyi.

Xian Ge looked at Nangong Mo, and Nangong Mo raised the Qing Ying Sword in his hand and threw it to Xian Ge with some weakness. The string song boy took it in his hand and looked at it, the green sword? It seems to be the collection of Kim Kyung-yi. How is it in your hands? Looking at Wei Junmo's completely different appearance from the last time they met, and then thinking of his junior sister's best play, the handsome face of the string song boy suddenly sank, Mo'er!

Nangong Mo sighed helplessly, Senior Brother is just a trivial matter, don't you have to make such a big fuss? Wei Junmo has already scolded me.

When have I scolded you?

How dare he scold you?! String Song Boy glared at someone.

Wei Junmo turned his face away lightly and said, "It's time to go." Sure enough, you can't count on Xian Ge, if he can be useful, where will Flawless casually risk his life?

For the sake of the treasure, I'll clean you up when I get back! The young man of the string song calmly took back the things in his hand, turned to Nangong Mo and said: Don't want to change the topic, who told you to run to Jin Pingyi?

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows, senior brother, you never cared what I did before. Or can't you trust me? I've never said anything about what you've done. Don't forget that you didn't sue Master and Uncle last year.

The young man of the string song touched his nose, coughed lightly, and said: Whoever spilled the daughter who got married, you are not in my charge anyway.

It should have been the dead of night, but the western suburbs outside Jinzhou City were particularly lively. People in the rivers and lakes outside the military camp in the western suburbs were wandering back and forth, so that the soldiers who were originally stationed in the army were also on alert, and the entire military camp was brightly lit. In the dark, Nangong Mo stood beside Wei Junmo, looking at the military camp in the distance and said: There are so many people, how can you get in?

Wei Junmo said, even if we find it now, we can't take those treasures with us. It was a fantasy to take treasure away from an army of tens of thousands, and it wasn't a gem, a sword, or a silver ticket. It's just that I don't know how many people have to work to carry it, and where is it so easy to take away tens of thousands of soldiers and horses?

We are in no hurry. Someone is more anxious than we are. Leaning on the big tree behind him, Wei Junmo said lightly.

Not far away, the string song boy stood leisurely and said with a smile: Do you want the fisherman to profit? Jin Pingyi is not a fool either.

Wei Junmo raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

On the other side, Jin Pingyi and Gong Yuchen were also standing in the shadows looking at the lively military camp, Jin Pingyi frowned deeply and said: Is the treasure really in the barracks? It is said that the barracks was created temporarily, and there is no place where the treasure can be hidden.

Gong Yuchen said with a smile: Then why did the Golden Pavilion Lord say that Zhang Dingfang would temporarily open a military camp here? Is the terrain good? Or is it easy to get around? Even if the treasure isn't here, it should at least be within a five-mile radius.

How sure are you? Jin Pingyi asked. Gong Yuchen was silent for a moment and said: Eighty.

Probably? Jin Pingyi thought about it, nodded and said, "That's enough." But how are we going to take the treasure away?

Gong Yuchen smiled: Why do we take the treasure away? I just need to make sure the treasure is here, and naturally have time to move it slowly. As for those people in the rivers and lakes, there are too many people in the rivers and lakes, and it is a good thing to die some.

Listening to Gong Yuchen's almost gentle voice, Jin Pingyi couldn't help but shiver for some reason. After a while, Fang gritted his teeth and said: Okay, listen to you, I hope the palace master will speak.

Gong Yuchen said with a smile: This is natural, in the future, there will be many places for the Pavilion Lord to rely on the Golden Pavilion Master. Let's go.

Where to? Kim was surprised. Gong Yuchen smiled: You don't really think that the treasure is in the barracks, right? You also said that the barracks don't know the place where the treasure is hidden, so where else can the rest be?

Kamibayashi Temple. Jin Pingyi said in a deep voice.

Gong Yuchen chuckled, and the black figure turned into a black shadow in the dark night and swept towards the mountain quickly.

In the Chenzhou General's Mansion

General, I just received a secret letter. A guard hurried in with a letter in his hand.

Zhang Dingfang frowned, and turned the letterhead in the guard's hand. A very ordinary letterhead, neither the envelope nor the notes on the envelope are outstanding, where did it come from?

Someone just shot at the gate, and someone has already chased after him. But the chances of catching up are not very large.

Zhang Dingfang nodded and said, "You go down."

The guard respectfully retreated, Zhang Dingfang looked at the envelope on the table and thought for a moment before reaching out to take the envelope and opening it, there was only a thin piece of paper inside, and his fingertips were full of handwriting. But the content of the letterhead made Zhang Dingfang's heart startled, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Touch! Zhang Dingfang slapped his palm heavily on the desk in front of him, and gasped and said: Someone! Go and ask the military advisor to come over!

Soon, a middle-aged man who looked like a staff member walked in, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Zhang Dingfang like this, and hurriedly said: General, what's wrong? Zhang Dingfang stretched out his hand and handed over the letterhead and said: Look at it. The military advisor took the letterhead suspiciously and looked at it, and soon changed color. just said with some hesitation: How could the prince of the general's palace be that this would be the other party's time to sow discord?

Zhang Dingfang said in a deep voice: Gong Yuchen is indeed in Jinzhou now.

This military advisor pondered, his face became even heavier, if Gong Yuchen really approached the general for the treasure, then this person's scheming must be known, not everyone has the patience to spend years to gain a person's trust. In the same way, if this is the case, it will be tantamount to a catastrophe for them.

General, if there is any loss in that batch of treasures, I am afraid that our army will all rely on those treasures to support, otherwise how can we afford to raise hundreds of thousands of troops in just a few months? If there are no such treasures, let alone the imperial army, even if you are hungry, you can starve the army to death. Zhang Dingfang gritted his teeth and said: Send someone back to Jinzhou immediately, whether it is true or not, if it is true, kill Gong Yuchen and Jin Pingyi immediately!

Yes, General. The military advisor said in a deep voice.

The chaos in Jinzhou City was faster than Nangong Mo and others expected, and the next day the defenders of Jinzhou began to strangle the people in the rivers and lakes. The people in the rivers and lakes were naturally not to be outdone, and rushed to the camp in the western suburbs of Jinzhou City, and the two sides fought in a scuffle. Although the people in the rivers and lakes are strong in martial arts, they can't take advantage of the army of tens of thousands at every turn, and both sides also suffer heavy casualties. But what's worse is that for some reason, the news of the treasure is not only circulating in the rivers and lakes, but also spreading all over the streets and alleys of Jinzhou overnight. The people near Jinzhou also came to join in the fun, and countless people were injured by mistake for a while, and the entire Jinzhou city was bloody and rainy.

For two days in a row, the people in the rivers and lakes broke into the barracks several times with their martial arts, but the number of defenders at the bottom had an absolute advantage, and even if they suffered heavy casualties, they still entrenched in the barracks and refused to move at all. This also strengthened the idea that everyone's treasure is in the army. As a result, the people in the rivers and lakes who rushed to the barracks became even more crazy.

The Shanglin Temple on the top of the mountain is also not peaceful, and the Shanglin Temple, which should have been born quietly in the past, has long been cut off from the incense, and has been occupied by the people of the Seven Star Serial Pavilion and the Water Pavilion.

In the main hall of Shanglin Temple, Gong Yuchen sat calmly in front of the Buddha statue and looked at the abbot and a group of monks below, and said lightly: Master, since this seat has found here, do you think it is useful to conceal it?

The abbot with white hair glanced at the people in the rivers and lakes standing outside the door with knives, sighed, and recited the Buddha's horn: For some external objects, the rivers and lakes have been ruined, and hundreds of people have been killed or injured, doesn't the donor feel guilty?

Gong Yuchen seemed to have heard some joke, snorted, and looked at the abbot with mockery in his eyes and said: Zhang Dingfang rebelled, and the people of Huguang were not happy, why didn't they see the master's mercy?

The abbot shook his head, stopped talking, and chanted in silence.

A trace of anger flashed in Gong Yuchen's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: The master doesn't care about himself, doesn't he care about the life or death of your disciples?

The abbot paused as he turned his hand with the rosary, and soon continued to chant the scriptures. Gong Yuchen commanded: Drag these little monks out and kill them! If you don't kill it in this hall, this son wants to see how iron-hearted the great monk is.

The two men stepped forward, pulled out a young monk, and stabbed him down without hesitation, and the young monk suddenly fell to the ground without screaming. A faint amount of blood permeated the hall full of Buddha incense.

The abbot closed his eyes and remained silent.

Go on!

One, two, three

Abbot Amitabha Buddha finally opened his eyes, looking at Gong Yuchen's eyes no longer have the same peace as before, aren't you afraid of retribution in the future?

Gong Yuchen smiled and was presumptuous, retribution? What's that? If there is such a thing as retribution in this world, then what has the master done to have this retribution? The abbot tugged at the corners of his lips and said: It is precisely this report, not that it is not reported, the time has not come. Now that the time has come, it is time for the poor monk to go. Gong Yuchen smiled and stared fixedly at the abbot sitting cross-legged in front of him. But I saw that the abbot just closed his eyes calmly. Gong Yuchen's intuition was wrong, but it was too late to fly forward. A wisp of black blood slipped from the abbot's mouth, and the old abbot in front of him had lost his life, obviously, the old abbot had already taken the poison, and he was just delaying time and waiting for the poison.

Damn it! Gong Yuchen's eyes sank, and there was murder in his eyes.

Find it for me, dig three feet into the ground and find something for me! And these little monks, take them down and torture them for me. If you can't ask, kill them all.

Yes, Cabinet Master.

Jin Pingyi, who was sitting next to him, looked at this scene and was silent, and looked at the old abbot for a long time before he said: What if you can't find it? Jinzhou is not far from Chenzhou, and Zhang Dingfang will not be kept in the dark all the time.

Gong Yuchen sneered: Since it has been determined that the treasure is probably only for, what is Zhang Dingfang still alive for? These people, let people kill them immediately. He threw out a piece of paper from his sleeve and landed in front of Jin Pingyi, full of the names and information of some strangers. Jin Pingyi frowned, who are these people? Gong Yuchen said: The people of the imperial court, as well as the people of several vassal kings.

Jin Pingyi was shocked, did you even find out these kinetic energy? Who is the palace master?

Gong Yuchen said with a smile: Naturally, he is the master of the Water Pavilion, who does the Lord of the Golden Pavilion think this seat is?

Jin Pingyi sighed and said: The matter has come to this point, and it can only be like this. Zhang Dingfang is too stupid, but Gong Yuchen is too mysterious, and they are not good partners to work with. But the road of the Seven Star Chain Pavilion is not easy to walk, and if it doesn't work, it can only die, so it's better to fight. So far, he has to keep going. Looking at his worried appearance, Gong Yuchen glanced at him lightly and said: You don't have to worry, even if Zhang Dingfang is defeated, the imperial court will not have the time to care about your Seven Star Serial Pavilion in a short period of time.

Qiyu Pavilion Master, there are people from the rivers and lakes who have come up the mountain! Outside the door, the disciples of the Water Pavilion hurriedly came to pray.

Gong Yuchen leaned on the chair, and without even raising his eyelids, he studied the structural diagram of Shanglin Temple in his hand, and killed.

Be!

In the relics tower forest on the mountain behind Shanglin Temple, Nangong Mo is squatting on the ground to write and paint, and there is also a structural drawing of Shanglin Temple in front of him. Not far away, Wei Junmo and Xian Ge were staring at each other left and right, and their eyes were definitely not friendly. Farther away, Fang stood helplessly on guard, holding his sword and standing expressionlessly.

Nangong Mo looked up at the temple not far away that seemed to have smoke rising, and sighed: It's a pity, the thousand-year-old temple is only going to be destroyed today.

Xian Ge said lazily: Girl, what we should care about now should be to find the treasure before the temple is destroyed, right?

Old antiques completely fail to understand what cultural heritage means to humanity. Of course, cultural heritage has nothing to do with her, that's what she said.

Fang walked over with some curiosity and said, "Miss, can you see where the treasure is hidden just by looking at this picture?"

At least you can see where it's most likely to hide. If this picture is okay. Nangong Mo held his chin and pondered, and replied: In addition to being a killer, I also occasionally work part-time as a thief. The most important thing to be a thief is, naturally, to find out the structure of the building, where is it most likely to have a secret room, a mechanism, and a treasure to hide.

Miss is amazing. Fang couldn't help but sigh. Killer, thief, disguise, doctor, is this really the eldest lady of the Chu State family? Why hasn't Nangong Huai been scared to death by this daughter?

Soon, Nangong Mo put away the map and said: Two choices, the other one below the Daxiong Treasure Hall is the back mountain of Shanglin Temple against the cliff.

Why? String Song asked.

Nangong Modao: The first most dangerous place is the safest place, I heard that the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Shanglin Temple set up a new Buddha statue of gold and copper twenty years ago, I think it may be a mechanism. The second way to dig a hole from that place is to the bottom of the mountain, you know, it's not easy to dig a tunnel from the top of the mountain all the way down the mountain without being noticed. How do you choose?

Xian Ge and Wei Junmo glanced at each other, and said in unison: Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Nangong Mo shrugged, I think so too, but the problem is that the people from the Seven Star Chain Pavilion and the Water Pavilion are all there, how are we going to get in?

Wei Junmo looked at the string song, there is a son of the string song.

The face of the string song boy was a little unsightly, and he said calmly: This son is famous all over the rivers and lakes, and he does not do robber things.

You can poison everyone who sees you poisoned. Wei Junmo said plainly.

Wrapping, including, you, what? The handsome face of the string song boy has a rare taste of yin.

If you can. Wei Jun said unexpectedly.

The string singer snorted lightly and turned his head away. Of course, it was no problem for him to poison Wei Junmo, but Wei Junmo was also likely to kill him before he was poisoned. There are not many poisons that can really kill instantly, and they are not so easy to order. Most of them had to be eaten, and if he could feed Wei Junmo to eat, he would almost be able to beat Wei Junmo without poisoning.

Nangong Mo tilted his head and looked back and forth at the two of them, and said with a smile: Actually, I can also go. Have these two people forgotten that she is a brother and sister with the string song?

Xian Ge glared at her, and snorted softly: You stay honest with me. A little bit later, the white clothes of the string song boy seemed to ride the wind, and he was really a fairy.

The son of the string song really deserves to be the most beautiful man in the rivers and lakes, and his bearing is too bad, Fang couldn't help but sigh.

Nangong Mo glanced at him and advised: Senior brother has always felt that he is gentle and elegant, hanging pots to help the world, and doctors are benevolent. Don't lash out at his character in front of him.

Is that bashing? That's the truth, okay? Isn't it really because you've been coaxing him that you make String Song Gongzi think he's a good person?

The last person who said that the senior brother was ruthless, and the grass on the grave grew taller than people. Nangong Mo said lightly.

Fang couldn't help but shrink his neck, and said with a smile: The medical skills of the young man of the string song are like a god, and he is famous all over the world, so he is naturally excellent.

So, aren't you coaxing him the same? What about the good festival?

Danger, what do you think? Fang looked at Wei expectantly.

Wei silently glanced back at him, I wasn't stupid. He just doesn't like to talk, he's not a fool.

Therefore, in the face of a threat to life, no matter how upright a person is, it is possible to give up his principles.

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