"......" Zhishan listened to the words of the flowers, and was stunned for a while, savored it for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Hua Weiluo watched the smile on the corner of his lips become more and more obvious, and couldn't help but be annoyed, and was about to shake his fist and slap him a few more times, when there was a sound of footsteps from the door.

"Luo'er, have you gotten up??" Old Madam Hua's voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Hua Weiluo hurriedly put away the movements in his hand, straightened his sleeves, and trotted all the way towards the gate of the yard and said, "Get up, get up!" ”

"Huahua, grandpa has come to see you!" The old prince smiled happily towards Hua Weiluo.

"Grandpa, don't you have to go to court today??" Hua Weiluo looked at the old prince Hua who was dressed in civilian clothes, and couldn't help but ask him strangely.

"Hehe, today is the day of rest, no need to go to court." The old prince stroked his beard, with a smile on his face, and looked at the flowers that ran to him.

"Old Lady Hua, Old Lady Hua, early." Zhishan, who had been standing in the courtyard, also looked in the direction of the courtyard gate at this moment, and said with both hands towards the two of them.

"This Daoist ......" The old prince hesitated for a moment when he looked at the supreme goodness.

"Grandpa, this is my junior brother, his name is Zhishan." Before the flowers fell, he hurriedly reminded the old prince of flowers.

"The Most Good Path." The old prince nodded at him, but he secretly wondered in his heart, how could this Supreme Virtuous Dao Elder look so similar to the Seventh Prince...... "I don't know that the Supreme Virtuous Dao grew up and appeared in the little girl's courtyard early in the morning, but what's the matter??" ”

Zhishan thought about it slightly, thinking that since the old prince and the master were both the eight elders, it would be better to say something straightforward, so he raised his head and said lightly to the old prince of the flower: "Since the old prince sent Hua Weiluo to the Qingxinguan to learn martial arts, I want to come to my master is also a close friend, I can't hide it, recently there are scriptures stolen in the Taoist temple, and the master sent our brothers and sisters to the capital to track down the theft of this scripture." ”

"......" The old prince Hua listened to Zhishan's words, fell silent for a while, he looked at Zhishan with a pair of wise eyes, and only after a moment did he ask in a low voice: "About the secret of this scripture, has your master ever told you to listen??" ”

"Yes." Zhishan said in a deep voice, and a trace of worry appeared on his handsome and fair face: "It's just that I recently heard that the robe of the abbot of Shaolin Temple was also stolen, and I am afraid that it has something to do with the theft of this scripture." ”

At this point, the old prince naturally understood what Zhishan was talking about.

He sighed softly, waved away the maids around him, and said towards Zhishan: "Although I have been in the capital all the year round, I have also heard of the name of Zhishan Dao Chief, you are a closed disciple under the old man of Qingxin, he will naturally tell you these things." ”

Zhishan stood quietly in place, a pair of dark and deep eyes quietly looked at the old prince Hua, but did not speak.

"In this case, you can track down the matter of this scripture in the capital, if there is anything that needs our help from the Huawang Mansion, I will definitely help, after all, the old man of Qingxin and I are also close friends." The old prince thought about it for a while, but he didn't say a word about the theft of his palace.

"Thank you, Lord Hua." Zhishan clasped his fists with both hands towards the old prince and said lightly.