These young masters entered Shu, but I am afraid that they are all related to the Donghe Rebellion of that year. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Something must have happened back then, causing the descendants of the sect to gather in Donghe twenty years later,

Lu Le put his fingers on the table and tapped slightly, and asked Zhang Bao for advice: "The last is the end of the Sazhen people?" ”

"That's right, in the end, he alarmed the Sazhen people who had long been out of the world, his old man said goodbye to the East China Sea, dusk to Xishu, drew talismans in the void, trapped Donghe, and finally used the magic power of heaven and man to completely seal Donghe City."

No, Lu Le listened to Zhang Bao's description, felt that he had missed someone, and asked, "What about the culprit and evil master?" ”

Zhang Bao shook his head, indicating that he didn't know: "I watched the county chronicles, but there was no explanation in them. ”

"County Chronicle?" Lu Leqi said, "What Brother Zhang said, didn't you see it with your own eyes? ”

"Back then, the Bai Dao Bayi issued an order to exterminate the corpse, and the convener was more than half a step consummation, and other people were strictly ordered not to approach, the foolish brother had just entered the martial arts at that time, and he was powerless, but unfortunately my Shu man had no hesitation back then, and died generously, and the last thing left was only the commander and the Baimei Dao people." Zhang Bao said with emotion, and silently added a sentence in his heart, with this merit, there is your proverb of Emei Daxing.

Although Emei had a heritage at that time, it could only barely be regarded as a big faction, compared to the Jialan Temple, to be pacified by the rebellion of the corpse demons, and the previous Jialan Temple closed the mountain for no reason, only the two old Emei Mountain established a religion, and the martial arts of Shu who were greatly injured were from the scene, and worshiped under the Emei Gate, which became a good situation of the colorful Sichuan and Shu, and the bright Emei sky and the moon.

Lu Le sighed at this time, no wonder since he went down the mountain, the young masters he met were all from the Central Plains into Shu, and the land of Tianfu was originally outstanding, even if the top-level strength was not good, it would not be that none of the three generations of disciples competed, it turned out that the catastrophe swept away the innate seeds of Xishu, and the grandmasters and great grandmasters all died in Donghe City, leaving only the two elders of Emei who were big cats and kittens.

These promising grandmasters and great grandmasters died in the difficulty of corpses and demons before they had time to explain their own inheritance, and there was a talent gap in Shudi martial arts, and the strength of the next generation can be imagined. Lu Le got along with the supreme grandmaster for a few days, and he gained a lot, borrowing the sword of Qi of Kurong Zen - Xiao Kill, forcing Li Cunzhong, whose internal strength was much higher than him, to lose. If you can get along with each other over the years, stepping into the innate door is also a palm, just like the true legend of the innate Garan Temple back then.

"The county chronicles, can they all be viewed by the younger brother?" There are records, and Lu Le is afraid that Zhang Bao will have an omission, so he has the idea of fighting the county chronicle.

"But it's not a coincidence." Zhang Bao said with a bitter face, "I just found out here, and the eldest lord summoned someone to summon me and scolded me for being a bloody dog, I have thought about it behind closed doors now, where do I dare to go to the county governor's mansion." Seeing that Lu Le was still about to speak, he added, "Forgive Brother Fool for bluntly saying that even if a virtuous brother asks for the eldest master in that capacity, it is rare to see such a great ambition." That identity naturally refers to the second generation of Emei, the descendant of Baiyun monks.

This is no way, Lu Le sighed, a county chronicle must be in the hands of the person in charge, Zhang Bao, an old official like Zhang Bao, can still rely on the credit to check the county chronicle, like Lu Le Even if he has the identity of Emei's personal inheritance, there is no way, he will inevitably be rejected, after all, he is not a person in the system, Emei is a martial arts after all, but the county government belongs to the imperial court, polite is polite, how can there be a reason to open the door to Lu Le outside the system.

As he was talking, a few hardcover men dressed up came up on the third floor, it was getting late at this time, and when it was time to eat, the person headed by passed by Lu Le's private room, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Sai Zhang Fei opposite Lu Le, frowned, and asked: "Zhang Bao, why don't you reflect on it at home, and go to Happy Forest to drink!" ”

This scolding was fierce, Sai Zhang Fei's hand holding the wine glass stiffened, stopped in mid-air, looked at Lu Le opposite, and asked for help with his eyes.

Lu Le turned his head when he heard this, it turned out that it was Mr. Zhao, who had met with the Inspection Division, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for pretending to be dead again, but now if he didn't help Zhang Bao, he was afraid that there would be no foreign aid in the next few days, so he didn't move and nodded slightly.

With Lu Le's permission, the leopard smiled at the head catcher headed by him: "Zhao Tou, this is my distant cousin, who worshiped Mount Emei in the early years and practiced art under the Baiyun Weng Throne, and now he is looking for my cousin as soon as he goes down the mountain." ”

Zhang Bao said this, Lu Le's spiritual sense moved, and he felt that there was a faint hostility in the eyes of Zhao Zhutou, who was looking at him, although it was well disguised, but Lu Le's spiritual sense has always been reliable, and he took him out of crisis several times, at this time Lu Le naturally felt that he trusted himself. I don't know why, is it the identity of Emei's disciple? Lu Le smiled back on the surface, and secretly guessed in his heart.

"It turned out to be you." Zhao Zhutou had a good memory, and at a glance he recognized that the monk in front of him was the one who received the Donghe disappearance case yesterday, and said with a smile: "The little master has relatives to take refuge, why do you want to come to my inspection department to earn some bits and pieces?" On the surface, he was laughing, but Lu Le always felt that this person had a faint interrogation.

"Amitabha, the little monk is entrusted by the elders, and if he wants to go to Luoyang, it doesn't hurt to eat and live in the West River, so naturally he can't be cheeky cousin." Since it was a temptation, Lu Le also simply stated his purpose to see how the other side reacted.

Luoyang? Zhao Zhutou was slightly stunned, and Lu Le's spiritual sense was not continuing to warn, it seemed that the hostility of the head catcher had disappeared by seven points, and he looked at Lu Le and said with a smile: "This is going to Luoyang, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, and your parents are not ready to be entangled?" ”

"The little monk doesn't know, but the elders specially asked for it, but the monks travel all over the world, even if there is no blockage, it doesn't matter."

Mr. Zhao caught the head in his heart, the young man knows a fart, and a penny is difficult to beat a hero, otherwise how could you, a monk, come to my inspection department to earn that spare money, these high-ranking factions are many bends and curves, what is it called a teacher's test, and the rivers and lakes are experienced. This stupid monk is estimated to be stunned for the first time when he goes down the mountain, otherwise it is not easy to ask those local tycoons to borrow a few dozen taels with the name of Emei.

Looking at Lu Le's monk robe, Mr. Zhao's eyesight is spicy, this white monk's robe looks simple, but the materials are high-quality, and the cost is expensive, the monk in front of him should be from a big school, and he also believes in Lu Le's words.

Since Lu Le said that he didn't plan to stay in Xihe, the chief catcher naturally relieved half of his vigilance in his heart, and said with a smile: "Since it is Emei Gaozu, I came to Xihe to entertain, Zhang Bao, treat your cousin well." ”

After that, Mr. Zhao stopped being polite and took a few of his subordinates to the inside.

"Weird." As soon as his boss left, Sai Zhangfei drank the half glass of wine in his hand and said suspiciously.

"What's so weird?" Lu Le is not a disciple of Emei, so of course he can't detect anything abnormal.

Zhang Bao looked at Lu Le, who didn't know it, and laughed in his heart, this monk probably went down the mountain for the first time, and he didn't know the scenery of Emei in Shudi, so he explained: "Zhao Tou has always been able to do things, and the little master is a disciple of Emei, so he should be closer and closer, who knows that he will leave?" ”

If you know that your boss just showed a trace of murderous intent, I don't know what else you think, Lu Le said secretly in his heart, but said with a smile on the surface: "I'm afraid it's not the Dongjie Murder Case, your Zhao Tou doesn't have that mind." ”