[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mo Han did not kill the gangsters, but just washed away their memories and past evil thoughts, and quietly left with Long Gu. Mu Qingming, who came out of the Qi family's warehouse, went to Zhu San's house to visit after finishing his errands. He thought that since he couldn't find the snitches to inquire about the whereabouts of the old Huazi King for the time being, it would be better to find Zhu San, a former tomb robber and a veteran of the three sects and nine streams, to inquire about the whereabouts of the old Huazi King. After listening to Zhu San's suggestion, Mu Qingming also decided to take time to go to the vicinity of the Temple of Literature to find the whereabouts of the old Huazi King. In the city, after waiting for a long time and not seeing anyone coming, the immortal Dao Narcissus sent people to other strongholds to investigate secretly and found some clues. 】

The sun has begun to turn westward, and it is no longer hot. The breeze blew through and blew into the courtyard of Zhu San's house.

The mottled silhouette of the afternoon sprinkled on the ground in the courtyard, slowly elongated silently with the westward setting of the sun.

After eating, Zhu San's wife chopped some vegetable leaves and dried corn kernels together, and after bringing them to feed the chickens, she went to get some dog food, so that the two big yellow dogs could sacrifice their five internal organs to the temple.

Mu Qingming sat upright in the main room, staring at everything busy and simple in the Zhu Sanjia without saying a word.

Under the westerly sun, it all seemed pleasant.

When there is nothing in this world that he Mu Qingming can be busy with, he is also willing to live such a day, busy and full and simple.

It's a pity that for Mu Qingming, this is impossible, and there is no choice. As long as there are evil demons, he can't stop living like this.

And Mu Qingming is just thinking about it and amusing himself.

After a few moments, he settled down and came back to his senses.

Zhu San is right, the beggars' favorite place to go is near the Governor's Palace. The people who came and went in and out of that neighborhood were all dignitaries, and it was easier to get money, not to mention, and other beggars didn't dare to make trouble in that place and do evil to the old flower king.

After all, that place is also guarded by sergeants, and no matter how powerful the beggar group is, they dare not fight against guns and cannons, nor dare they dare to be arrogant in front of the soldiers.

Mu Qing meditated on this, so he said to Zhu San, who was slightly drunk on the other side: "Thank you, I'll go to the vicinity of the Confucian Temple another day to see if I can find the old flower king." ”。

Mu Qingming had already made up his mind to go to that place to check it out.

But he still didn't know that the clues that his wife Mo Han got were also here in the Temple of Literature.

"Well, I'll do my best to help you inquire." Zhu San burped, nodded and said, "As soon as there is news of the old flower king, I will go to Shala Lane to tell you." ”。

"Thank you." Mu Qingming thanked Zhu San again, but Zhu San waved his hand, indicating that he did not have to be polite.

From beginning to end, he didn't ask Mu Qingming much what he wanted to do with the old Huazi King, but he, Zhu San, believed that what Mu Qingming was going to do would definitely not be a bad thing, so he knew everything.

"I've bothered you for so long, I should go back too." Mu Qingming took a sip of tea, stood up, and said goodbye to Zhu San and went out.

Before he could take a few steps, Zhu San, who was in a hurry, chased him out with a basket, which contained the eggs, melons and fruits he gave to Mu Qingming.

They are all self-produced by Zhu San's family, the eggs are laid by the chickens in the yard, and the melons and fruits are planted by Zhu San himself.

"Take it home and eat it." Zhu San stuffed the basket to Mu Qingming, who was about to shirk it, and told Mu Qingming another thing that he remembered: "If you can't see the old Huazi King over there in the Confucian Temple, you can go to the Salt Gang to have a look, the people over there are righteous and will not bully him, and the Salt Gang and the Old Huazi King also have some friendship and have protection for him." ”。

Zhu San is worthy of being in the Spring City, a person who has been mixed with the three sects and nine streams for a long time, and he also knows these things clearly.

Mu Qingming bowed slightly, thinking in his heart that this beggar was also like everyone else, once he lost power, he couldn't escape the fate of a villain who wanted to bully him.

However, since it is possible to find the old Huazi King on the territory of the Salt Gang, if Mu Qingming is on the side of the Confucian Temple and can't find the Lao Huazi King, he can also go to find the old man Gong, the leader of the Salt Gang, and help inquire.

It doesn't mean that you're clueless.

"Thank you, you and your wife will come to my house with the children to sit and play another day." Mu Qingming was full of feelings again and thanked Zhu San. He no longer shirked the eggs and fruits that Zhu San gave him, and said goodbye to Zhu San with the basket and went into the city.

The tall and wide walls enclose the bustling city and also block the strong winds that rise from most of the dams.

The city is still so bustling and lively.

The streets and alleys were filled with noisy and loud shouts, shouts, and long, high-pitched howls.

After Mu Qingming entered the city, he headed towards Shala Lane and went home directly.

Anyway, there was nothing going on at the warehouse, so he went straight home.

At the same time, the big cultists who followed Narcissus into the city hid with a concealment spell and quietly sneaked into a small courtyard near the river in the north of the city, next to the Yuantong Mountain, by the Panlong River.

As before, the big man didn't knock on the door, so naturally he didn't enter through the door, but chose to jump over the wall and enter the courtyard.

This is the Eternal Life Road again, a stronghold hidden in the city.

The Catholics who live here have always been two brothers disguised as odd jobs.

When they did not receive instructions and tasks from the West Mountain, the two of them were no different from ordinary people, maintaining the routine of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Every day, I go out to find some odd jobs to earn some money for life. After sunset, they returned to the stronghold, eating and sleeping like ordinary people.

But at this time, the courtyard was also empty, only the furniture, there was no missing or damaged, and there was not even a trace of moving.

Even in the kitchen, there are still unfinished dinner leftovers, and after a night's time, many of the remaining rice grains have dried up a little.

The soup that accidentally landed on the table was also thirsty.

As with several other strongholds, the Immortal Daoists here seemed to have disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was not even a trace of entering and exiting the door, and the breath disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, the big man took a closer look, and soon found that the underground dark room hidden in the house had been quietly filled in, and the elixir and foreign objects stored in it, and the money and treasures that had not been taken away after the Immortal Dao was withdrawn to the West Mountain, were definitely gone.

But in this way, it looks like the cultists here have absconded with their finances.

Moreover, the cultists stationed here are all evil people, who used to be silent to outsiders, and they are not very willing to communicate with their neighbors, and even if they disappear all the time, no one will care and care.

It is less likely to be noticed by others.

The big man disciple had already gone to the city on the order of the narcissus before this, and several other Immortal Dao strongholds checked out, and the situation was like this.

Combined with this situation, it is not like the hidden cultists who have betrayed the Immortal Dao.

After all, one or two disciples quietly swept away the Immortal Dao finances, and it was very likely that they would flee from Spring City after betraying the Immortal Dao. After all, now that the Immortal Dao is strong and middle-class, it has declined and declined to the extreme.

Even for their own sake, it is not surprising that one or two of their followers have left and have since lived incognito, forgetting their beliefs and purposes, and going elsewhere to live the life of ordinary people.

However, all the cultists lurking in the city fled together, but it was more like someone had purged these cultists, and then arranged the illusion that the cultists had quietly disappeared.

After another careful search, and no new discoveries were made, the hunky cultist walked away and left the deserted courtyard.

The big man was afraid of encountering the dragon locker, and he didn't dare to stay in other parts of the city, so he returned directly to the small courtyard where the narcissus was staying in the southeast of the city.

Narcissus is still hiding in the house of this small courtyard with a concealment charm. She just didn't see the disciples here come back for a long time, and felt that something was wrong, so she sent the big disciples to secretly visit other strongholds in the city.

As soon as he saw the big man come to the house, Narcissus immediately got up from his chair and asked, "How is the situation?" ”。

"All the same, not only are people gone, but even the money and strange things that exist in them have disappeared with them." The big cultist stood in the shadows beside Narcissus, and replied in a low voice, but he was full of energy, and there was no sign of weakness.

Even if he lowered his voice, he still made the narcissus on the other side hear it clearly.

With that, the big man took the Concealment Charm and revealed, but soon merged with the shadow that shrouded him.

When Narcissus heard this, anger appeared on his face, and at the same time, his eyes were a little more anxious and uneasy.

Narcissus, who was already very anxious, was anxious at this moment.

The cultists in the city have been lurking well, at least the Immortal Dao himself thinks that these cultists are well lurking and cannot be easily discovered.

But now, there are general signs that the people in the city have been purged or eradicated by someone for a time. And, no trace was left.

Among them, there are a few disciples, who are not ordinary people, but also people who are proficient in evil arts, and their deeds cannot be underestimated, and there are not very few evil arts that can be used perfectly.

The turbidity tires in the city, even if they were policemen with guns like Zhao Liang, it was impossible for them to inflict such a clean purge on these disciples. The only people who can do these things are the dragon lock people.

However, the Immortal Dao had always believed that the Dragon Lockers were unaware of all the strongholds of the cultists lurking in the city. Because the lock dragon people have never cleaned it. Several of these strongholds were monitored by Zhao Liang and the police, with the help of the dragon lockers, but those strongholds were not among the strongholds that Narcissus was looking for today.

The strongholds that Narcissus is looking for now are cultist strongholds that have never been exposed.

She thought that it was impossible for the Dragonlockers to know about these places. Even if the dragon lockers have the ability to clean up these strongholds, it won't be the dragon lockers who did it.

Who, then, cleansed the city of immortal Taoists?

For a while, Narcissus was clueless, puzzled, and her thin eyebrows wrinkled involuntarily.

After meditating for a long time, Narcissus still couldn't figure out where these disciples had gone? And by whom?

But she's a little creepy; I felt that in addition to the dragon lock people, there were other strange people and strange people, who were also staring at the Immortal Dao. Panic couldn't help but rise in my heart, and I suddenly felt that the Immortal Dao was not only declining now, but also surrounded by strong enemies, and there was a possibility of extinction at any time, and my heart panicked.

"Could it be the dragon lockers?" At this time, the big man who had never been willing to talk too much, seeing that Narcissus had been meditating hard and to no avail, told his guess.

Moreover, the big man believes that the only one who can clean up the traces and breath is the dragon locker.

But his guess was soon met by Narcissus slowly and silently shaking his head, and after rejecting the speculation of the big man, he told his thoughts to the other party.

The sun was shining all over the place after noon, but the room was full of shadows and cold.

After listening to her analysis of Narcissus, the big man also felt afraid.

Even though they are evil people, they do all kinds of evil, and they don't believe in karma, but they suddenly find a powerful enemy, hidden behind the immortal path that can't be seen, this incident is enough to make the evil people of the immortal path stand upside down, and they are afraid.

"What then?" After panicking for a moment, the big man was at a loss, and hurriedly asked Narcissus: "It's just the two of us, it's not that we can't find the Holy Child Boy, the problem is that we are unfamiliar with the situation in the city and don't know anything, I'm afraid it's not so easy to find it." ”。

The big man who didn't say much in the past is going to be hard to say so much in one breath today.

"However, if it's hard to find, you have to find it." Narcissus, who sighed, said helplessly: "This is the task ordered by the sect master, and it must be completed." ”。

With that, Narcissus looked out the door.

At this time, the sun is already in the west, and the sun is no longer so dazzling, but the sky and the earth are still bright.

The city outside the courtyard is still lively.

Narcissus can also hear the noise of the wind outside the alley through the deep alley.

Narcissus thought again, should he venture out of the city now, return to the West Mountain, and immediately tell Liu Yang all these strange clues in the city, and ask him to decide what to do next?

"Didn't you say that our predecessors built an underground palace in the city?" At this time, the big man had a flash of inspiration in his mind, clapping his hands and shouting: "It is said that there are a lot of elixirs and spiritual mediums prepared by the predecessors for the great plan of immortality. ”。

"It's just a legend." Narcissus heard the big man speak a little louder, and hurriedly flicked his sleeves at the door in front of him, and the wind suddenly blew in his sleeves, and the two open doors closed and closed.

The sunlight was blocked out of the door, and the whole house was immediately sunk; There was a dimness, and soon everything was in the dimness, and only one silhouette could be seen.

lest the neighbors in the neighborhood hear the noise in this courtyard and come to spy curiously.

And they all use thaumaturgy to hide their figures, as long as someone comes, they only hear their voices and don't see them, so they have to spread another message that they don't know what to do.

In case the dragon locker is recruited, Narcissus feels that the gains outweigh the losses.

So he hurriedly said to the big man, "Be quiet. ”。

After a pause, she said again: "That's just a rumor, even the sect leader has never seen that underground palace, who knows if it exists." It would be better to go straight to the things we need for our longevity than to go straight to the place we need to find our longevity. ”。

The big man thought about it, but he couldn't think of a better way to find the rumored underground palace, so he had to nod and say, "Yes." ”。

Narcissus turned back, sat back on the chair behind him, and said, "When it gets dark, we'll go out and return to the stronghold for a while, and report these clues in the city to the sect leader first, so that he can give us an idea first." ”。

"Okay." The big man replied and found a chair to sit down.

Mu Qingming: Can they successfully find the old flower king? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.