Desert camp, inside a tent.

The old monk Qingshui sat there, and on the table in front of him, there was a red sandalwood teapot and two teacups.

"Master, after yesterday's separation, there was another fierce battle in the distance, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the surroundings shook, I am afraid it will attract the attention of countless people!" Xuan Han sat opposite the old monk Qing Shui, with a sad look on his face.

The old monk Qing Shui took the teacup in front of him and took a sip, a flat smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, and he only heard him say: "Yes, that trick can actually attract the power of heaven and earth, it is indeed shocking." ”

"Master! Can you still laugh when you encounter this situation? I'm afraid the other party is really coming for the mausoleum! Xuan Han was a little anxious, she still remembered the consensus reached with the old monk Qing Shui last night, and she wanted to continue to explore the other party's tone today.

The old monk Qing Shui didn't make a sound, but took out a wooden fish from his monk's robe, placed it in front of him, and gently tapped it. When the old monk Qingshui knocked out the first sound, Xuan Han only felt that her heart instantly calmed down, and a sense of quiet and peace enveloped her heart. When the old monk Qing Shui finished chanting and reopened his eyes, Xuan Han, who was sitting opposite him, had bright eyes at the moment and thought carefully.

"Don't worry, don't panic, if this person appears, the old man will never forget what he said yesterday, and he will definitely help." The old monk Qingshui put away the wooden fish, stood up, walked to the window of the tent, stretched out his hand to lift the hanging curtain, and his cloudy eyes flashed with a shrewd light, looking in the direction of the construction team's work.

"According to their progress, today, they should be able to find the door of the tomb, the old man has seen the map, even if they work hard, they don't want to rely on mortal means to open the door of the green dragon, at that time, someone will definitely come to intervene." The old monk Qingshui turned around, looked at Xuan Han who was sitting at the table, and said, "Have you thought about it, if they send someone over, how to deal with it?" Your father, have you communicated with them? ”

Xuan Han heard the question of the old monk Qing Shui, a trace of unnatural hesitation flashed on her face, she lowered her head and thought for a while, and then replied: "My father has already contacted them, and the master should know that no one is willing to give up the things inside, and they will naturally not agree to the distribution results discussed between us." ”

As if he had expected it, the old monk Qing Shui lowered the curtain, closed the window again, walked back to the table, sat down again, and said, "In this case, didn't your father choose to give up?" You should know better than anyone that these people are just trying to provoke contradictions between us by asking us to organize personnel to maintain the security of the Quartet, in fact, after so many years of accumulation, their strength is no weaker than any faction. It may even be more powerful than the Wanshou Cihua Temple where Lao Qu is located. ”

Xuan Han nodded and said, "When I was allocating the territory, I also heard a little that the development of your temple has been greatly constrained over the years, but there is no way, this is the result of our joint discussion at the beginning." It's too late to regret it now. My father is a stubborn temper, his decision, no one has ever changed, even if the negotiation with Shangjing has collapsed, he still chooses to come to fight for the items in the mausoleum. ”

The old monk Qingshui shook his head and said, "Father Ling is really stubborn and admirable, the old man thought for a while, and always felt that as his daughter-in-law, he shouldn't have sent you to carry out this task in person, right?" After all, this mausoleum was built by the Liu family, and no one knows what is hidden inside! ”

"Master, every time I talk to you, I always feel very bored, since you know it in your heart, why do you like to say it in front of others?" Xuan Han's face showed a wry smile, she picked up the teacup, drank it all, and said: "I have been in the Demon Capital for almost a year, during this time, I have never met my father, and he has never talked to me about it, I am just curious, I will use means to sneak into this team......"

Xuan Han spread his hands, looking at her like that, it seemed that he had explained all his old backgrounds clearly.

I don't know if the old monk Qingshui believed Xuanhan's words, he narrowed his eyes, laughed, and said, "Your ability is not small, you dared to coax the old man last night?" It seems that the next time we meet, the old man will have words to talk to his father again. ”

Xuan Han had a look of shame on his face, and he sat there, not daring to look at the other party.

The old monk Qing Shui raised his hand, just about to say something, suddenly, he and Xuan Han raised their heads at the same time, their eyes passed through the camp tent, and looked south, and the faces of both of them showed a solemn look.

"This is the person in charge of the base stationed at the edge before we entered the desert." Xuan Han directly revealed the identity of the other party.

The old monk Qing Shui took out a tea cup again, put it aside, and said in a low voice: "Shangjing will not send him here, he is acting alone this time, you don't have to worry too much." ”

The words of the old monk Qing Shui were full of confidence, as if what he said was the truth.

Sure enough, under the perception of the old monk Qing Shui and Xuan Han, this sudden aura first entered the camp of the camp leader, and the two didn't know what they were discussing, and after about half an hour, this breath walked out of the central tent and walked straight towards the tent where the two were sitting.

"Master, I didn't expect you to have such a good idea, at this time, in this place, with a beauty, drinking tea here?" The man who suddenly appeared was the person in charge of the base who was surveying the surroundings yesterday night, he was dressed in army green clothes, and sat unceremoniously at the last teacup.

The middle-aged man picked up the tea cup and took a sip, an exaggerated look appeared on his face.

"What kind of master is the old man? It's just a monk who recites the Buddha and eats fasting, please be cautious. The old monk Qingshui clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name in a low voice, with a solemn expression.

"Okay, okay, don't pretend, although the two of us haven't met, but we know each other, this time, I just want to ask, what happened yesterday, does the master have any opinions?" The middle-aged man directly ignored Xuan Han who was sitting on the side, and did not shy away from it, and asked directly at the old monk Qingshui.

"Amitabha, yesterday the old man slept peacefully here, and he didn't know anything, and the donor should have asked the wrong person." The old monk Qingshui gave a light salute to the other party and began to pretend to be stupid.

"Hey, I didn't expect the master to talk to himself as a monk, but now he is lying here, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame?"