Before, Hetri had not dared to make a sound, but among the four people present, his status was too low.

The members of Zhang Bai's team have mixed origins.

There are Nanhua, Yu Ji, Mu Jing, Zhang Bai, Lingling and others from the immortal cultivation realm, and there are also members who joined because of their disgust with the Blood Underworld Sect, such as Dao Lao, Ma Ge, Titus, Jin Chi and others. Then there are Chen Cao, Zheng Sui, Huang Xi and others from Shu who are dedicated to completing the task of Prime Minister Zhuge .

In the end, it was Ziracs, Hetri, Pasha and others who surrendered.

Among them, several people from the fairy world are not only powerful, but also quite decent, and have undoubtedly become the core of the entire team, with the highest status.

And Dao Lao, Ma Ge and others are neither high nor low, and their overall combat power is unsatisfactory, but their character and talent can be convincing to the public, and they can be regarded as second-class citizens.

The three generals of Shu are self-contained, and they are not Zhang Bai's official subordinates, they can be regarded as collaborators or second-class.

As a member of the surrendered generals, Hetri already considered himself to be the lowest, and the fact that he took the lead in escaping when he encountered a fierce beast made him feel a little unsightly.

Therefore, this time Zhang Bai entered Peshawar in three ways, one of which asked Hetri to command Jin Chi and Lingling, and both Jin Chi and Lingling obeyed orders without care, which made Hetri, who was originally inferior, quite moved, so he always thought of making another merit in return.

"What kind of opportunity? Zhang Bai asked in the transmission.

"I've made a little trick on the clock's clock, and I guess in a few days they'll have me fix it, and then I'll be able to enter the Sega family mansion and maybe get some information. ”

"Haha! well done!" Zhang Bai laughed. "Just do it, when the time comes, you must see the six ways, listen to the eight directions, and be careful. ”

Nanhua also agreed: "The Sega family is the largest family in Guishan, and their news is faster than that of the palace spies, so they should be able to find out the news." ”

Hetri was a little excited: "Please rest assured, the villain will do his best to do this." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Bai said: "But don't be an adult or a villain in the future, we are all companions, just call each other by name." You can call me Enpei. ”

"It's... This—" Hetri replied, not knowing what to do, and after thinking about it, he replied, "I understand, please Mr. Enpei wait for good news." ”

......

After the transmission ended, it was already the third watch, and Zhang Baiheyi lay on the ground and fell asleep.

The next morning, he was gently shaken awake, and a childish voice came from his ear: "This benefactor wakes up, the ground is cold, and he is susceptible to disease, so it is better to go to the couch and rest." ”

Zhang Bai got up in shock, but saw a little monk standing beside him with his hands folded and a broom around his arms. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at it, and it turned out to be the son of Suraj.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, although he and his father Suraj had an old relationship and were not afraid of being discovered, but it was very inappropriate to come uninvited and enter other people's homes privately, after all, it was not polite.

"This...!" Zhang Bai was quite embarrassed, scratched his hair, and had to look for a topic, "This... Big nephew!haha. I'm a friend of your father, remember? My surname is Zhang, and I used to stay at your house for one night, and this time I came to talk to your father, but he doesn't seem to be there... Coincidentally, when I encountered strict restrictions and curfews, I had to stay for one night without permission. You don't have to worry about anything, I haven't touched anything!"

Zhang Bai tried to explain here, and the monk would listen attentively, with no waves on his face. When Zhang Bai was almost finished, he replied: "The donor is polite, my father has indeed been away from home for many days. Now there are not enough servants, and there are many empty rooms in the house, so if you need to stay there is no inconvenience. The bed seats in the room are not mindful even if they are used. If you need breakfast, I have some left here to fetch for you. ”

"It's... This... How embarrassing?" Zhang Bai didn't expect that the Sangha would not only not mind, but also provide room service and free breakfast, so he blushed, and his heart was even more upset, so he said: "It's better to be like this, I have come all the way and really need a place to live, so I will give you some sesame oil money for worshipping the Buddha, how about chatting about your heart?"

The monk will listen to Zhang Bai's words, think for a while, and say: "Amitabha, the donor has the heart of the Buddha, and the meaning of good cultivation is retribution, and he is a destined person. Now, I'll bring you some breakfast, and you'll eat here!"

Zhang Bai let out a breath of air, thinking that this child of Suraj is really special, worshipping Buddha and chanting sutras to the point of obsession, such a young child, talking as if he has been a monk for decades.

Seeing the kid walking away, Zhang Bai didn't know what to do for a while?

He stole a glance at the crook of his arm, which had suddenly risen up these days, adding some tattooed flowers and trees to the crook of his arm, and the pattern of his tattoos had become more and more complicated. However, the appearance of the pig is still easy to recognize, because he is the only one who keeps moving.

Piggy has been in a flat state for the past two days, and has not shown up much, always nesting in the tattoo house, taking care of the two eggs.

And these two eggs have been very quiet these days, except for a sudden black and white light sometimes, there is almost no movement at all.

After watching the pig, Zhang Baixing wanted to walk around the yard, and suddenly thought that this was Suraj's mansion, and he was afraid that someone would monitor him, so he exuded his sense and reconnoitred around.

I didn't find anything, and I don't know if it's because no one is watching, or if my consciousness is low in vigilance.

After thinking about it, he tidied up the white robe on his body, and suddenly searched the room.

He wanted to find a piece of clothing that could be put on the outside to make a coat, and the beggar's suit was received into the nine-story pagoda, and he wore it on this occasion, if someone was watching, it would be dangerous for the Zoroastrian beggars he had just received.

There is really a wardrobe in the room, this long-lost wing, probably because no one uses it, so the wardrobe is piled up with some servants' clothes, obviously, the servants in this mansion have left a lot.

Zhang Bai immediately tried them one by one, and finally picked a set of fitted ones, and then dressed up as a servant, so that he dared to go out to the courtyard.

There was no one in the courtyard, the flowers in the yard were gone, replaced by wild flowers and weeds, and the decoration of the house could be saved, not as luxurious as before, but the yard and the mansion were still clean and tidy. Maybe it's the kid of the Sangha who has been cleaning diligently.

Leaning against this broom by the door, Zhang Bai recognized that it was the one that the monk would hold just now. It seems that he went to get food, so he left the broom here for the time being.

The cannibal mouth is short, Zhang Bai decided to help him sweep the floor, so he picked up the broom and brushed the floor. After a while, a pile of fallen leaves and garbage was piled up in the courtyard.

"The donor is affected!" came the milky voice of the Sangha Society. He carried a plate with two bowls of gruel, and a piece of bread next to it.

"Has the young master eaten it himself?" asked Zhang Bai.

Don't call me young master, just call me the Dharma Sangha. ”