Feng Xiaoxiao slowly descended from the stairs, and the entire Hongda Inn had already been emptied, and even the shopkeeper and Xiao Er didn't know where they had been driven to, and there were only three people left in the hall.

Xuzhu was sitting in a corner of the store anxiously, with his head down, staring at the teacup in front of him in a daze.

On the opposite side are the unjust people who accompany each other.

The sword god Zhuo Bufan leaned against the door with his sword, looking straight at the street, and didn't even glance inside.

There were a few men standing far away in front of the door, all of them were Ah Zi's men, as long as no one entered the store, they would not approach.

The uneven Taoist turned his head to look, got up and walked a few steps quickly, greeted the staircase, handed out a gilded invitation, and said: "This is the handwritten letter of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, please take a look." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand to take it, unfolded it and glanced at it, closed it and said, "July 15, good day." ”

The unjust Taoist gestured and said: "This is the little master Xuzhu who came to deliver the letter, I have responded to him as instructed, and agreed to this invitation for you." ”

Xuzhu stood up abruptly and said, "Wind ...... Wind donor, little ...... Little Monk Void ...... Xuzhu, I ...... Me, we were ...... before I've seen it before. At that time, the little monk was quite rude, and he was offended, and he hoped to forgive. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao walked to the table and said, "The latter sentence was taught by someone else to memorize it!" ”

"Yes, it was taught by the master, and the little monk was stupid, and he memorized it several times before he ...... Yes! Xuzhu suddenly woke up halfway through speaking, his face was extremely embarrassed, and he didn't even know where to put his hands.

"It's okay, please take a seat." , Feng Xiaoxiao sat down and said: "The abbot of your temple Xuanci sent you to deliver a letter, and the letter is enough, why do you want to see me?" ”

Xuzhu came back to his senses. But he didn't dare to sit down, but said: "The abbot wants me to ask the wind donor in person." Where is the old benefactor of the Star Sect Ding Chunqiu Ding? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "He is dead." ”

Xuzhu let out an "ah" and asked in a trembling voice: "Old donor Ding, he ...... He's dead? ”

"Not bad. I killed it. Feng Xiaoxiao already understood his intention and Xuan Ci's purpose, and said straightforwardly: "Ding Chunqiu has no corpse, and even the ashes are gone, so your temple doesn't have to bother looking for it." Moreover, when I killed him, I was in the mountains, and no outsiders were present to prove it, let alone the two masters of your temple, Xuan Lin and Xuan Yan. and other monks of your monastery. They may or may not be dead, who knows! After a pause, he added, "I don't know anyway." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's words actually answered all the questions that Xuzhu wanted to ask, and he choked up, blushing, and speechless.

Feng Xiaoxiao said again: "Ding Chunqiu's apprentice Ah Zi is my person. Don't say that the life and death of the monks in your temple and their whereabouts have little to do with her, even if it has a lot to do with it, I will take it upon myself. He shook the gilt sticker in his hand. Said: "You go back to the abbot of Binggui Temple, on July 15, I will definitely go to the appointment." Go to the Shaolin Temple in person and settle the matter. ”

At that time, he happened to meet Xuzhu at the foot of the drum mountain. not only inquired about Xiao Feng's whereabouts, but also determined that Ding Chunqiu had killed Xuan Lin and others. It is to cover up the function of its Shenmu Wang Ding, so as not to be known by the Central Plains Righteous Path.

After that, Feng Xiaoxiao traveled west with Ding Chunqiu, and finally killed him in the mountains.

Presumably, after returning to the temple, he explained what he knew one by one.

Ah Zi's behavior of blaming Shaolin can deceive the stupid Xuzhu, but they can't deceive Xuan Ci and others, they are eager to know the whereabouts of Xuan Lin and others, at least they want to see people in life and corpses in death, but they can't find where Ding Chunqiu is now.

And another possible insider, Feng Xiaoxiao, is a hard stubble, and they can only go to find the last soft persimmon, which is Ah Zi who came all the way north with great fanfare.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly joined Ah Zi, which made Xuan Ci feel very troubled, so he could only send an invitation according to the number of courtesies, planning to salute first and then soldier.

Xuan Ci was worried that Feng Xiaoxiao would ignore it at all, so he put back the Xuzhu and asked the Xuzhu to send the sticker in person, so that Feng Xiaoxiao could not shirk it, otherwise it would be equivalent to not recruiting himself, and he could push everything on Feng Xiaoxiao's head.

He originally prepared a set of rhetoric to make Xuzhu familiar with it, and then forced Feng Xiaoxiao to ask him one by one, until he was forced into a corner and had to answer.

Who knows that Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't play these tongues and tricks at all, and he will tell the truth in a few words, and he will believe it or not, even if I do it, what can you mean.

Xuzhu lost his square inch for a while, and he didn't know what to say or do.

Feng Xiaoxiao got up and said: "Chief of the Uneven Dao, according to what I just said, you can help me reply to a letter, hand it over to Master Xuzhu, and then send it off for me." He turned and walked upstairs.

The unjust Daoist responded, and said sideways: "Please wait for a while, and the poor Dao will go to get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone......"

Feng Xiaoxiao was halfway through the second floor, and Ah Zi in the room beside him whispered, "Brother Feng, ......", his tone was mixed, like fear, fear, cowering, worry, and mixed with gratitude and touch.

Feng Xiaoxiao stopped at the door and said, "You are Azhu's sister and Wan'er's sister, so you can naturally make mistakes, as long as you can atone for your sins...... But your life or death doesn't matter to anyone except me, including yourself. ”

"Yes, Ah Zi knows."

Feng Xiaoxiao continued to walk, and said: "Freshen up, rest for one night, and start tomorrow, take someone to find the whereabouts of your sister Azhu and Brother Xiao, and I will let Zhuo Bufan protect you." ”

"Yes." , Ah Zi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her voice was no longer so hoarse, and became brighter.

When Feng Xiaoxiao returned to the room, Mu Wanqing was not in bed, and it took a long time before she pushed the door in.

She had already washed up, changed into a new set of black gauze skirts, wrapped her delicate and soft body tightly, and there was some blush on her snow-white pretty face that had not yet dissipated, and said, "You want to go to Shaolin?" I'm going too. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "You have to stay." Seeing Mu Wanqing's eyes suddenly foggy, he explained: "Now the forces I have gathered are not small, but the only ones who are really reliable are the group of people under Ah Zi who are not of great use, before Brother Xiao arrives, I need someone to support them, I have other things to do recently, and I have no skills, so I can only rely on you." ”

Mu Wanqing asked puzzledly: "A group of rabble, apart from helping to find Brother Xiao, what is the use?" What are you keeping? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said softly: "This is Weng Zhong, at some point, it can be of great use." ”

"Weng Zhong?" , Mu Wanqing grew up in the mountains since she was a child, and she didn't know it.

"The so-called Weng Zhong, dummies, are often used to ward off evil spirits in tombs." , Feng Xiaoxiao said slowly: "From a distance, it looks extremely powerful and lifelike, which is enough to deter Xiaoxiao, but it is actually vulnerable...... However, if the dummy is broken one day, it means that the enemy in the dark has arrived. ”

Mu Wanqing heard it in a fog, and became more and more puzzled.

"Gu Mozhi is dead, I killed it, but Murong Fu is the biggest beneficiary, he will definitely snoop in the dark, looking for opportunities, can't let him feel that I am invulnerable, otherwise he will never dare to act rashly."

Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at Mu Wanqing and continued: "If this person is not removed as soon as possible, no one will dare to touch my Feng Xiaoxiao's woman in the future." ”

Although his tone was cold and cold, Mu Wanqing heard it warm in her heart, and said "um" with a red face. (To be continued......)

PS: I read it after I finished writing, and I felt that it was a little watery, after all, the plot was already familiar to me, and I felt that it was a bit repetitive, and I thought about it and knew that there was no truth.

First, so as not to read the book roughly, the book friends can't understand and remember; Second, the foreshadowing that should be buried still has to be buried.

After all, it's almost the Shaolin Conference, and there are a lot of characters on the stage, and the entanglements between the characters and the complexity of the plot are even more painful for me, and I really admire how Master Jin can handle it so smoothly and with such climaxes.

My level is limited, and I haven't come up with other better ways to write for a while, at least in a short period of time, I can't think of it, in order to continue to get better for a few days, I can only write more stupidly, and I will forgive you.

In addition, in order to thank the book friends for their support, there is a suspicion of irrigation in this chapter, and there will be three updates today, and it will not be saved until tomorrow~~