The chicken soup for dinner seemed to be very fragrant, and the people around drank it deliciously.

Yuan Xing didn't have an entrance in the end, and after sniffing it with his nose, he gave his share to the smallest iron egg.

Looking up at himself intently, he smiled slightly, signaled with his eyes, and then stood up and entered the woods on the side.

Then Satoru also found an opportunity to follow, and soon the two men returned to the crowd one after the other.

In the evening, Yuan Xing quietly approached Master Mingguang's tent while everyone was asleep, and Wu Che, who had been waiting there, led him in.

As soon as they met, Yuan Xing took off his wig and disclosed his identity as a disciple of Buddhism, but did not explain the reason for his disguise, but only told what he saw and heard after entering Tu Kingdom.

"It turns out that the little master is the legendary beggar who is proficient in hidden weapons." Master Mingguang said with a smile.

Yuan Xing scratched his head in embarrassment, and he didn't know why this kind of gossip spread so quickly in ancient society. But I didn't know that he stopped and stopped all the way to find out the news, and because he was unfamiliar with the road, he took many detours, so he naturally didn't come as fast as gossip.

Even Wu Che looked at him in surprise, and his attitude was much better than before, after all, the beggar had done a lot of good things along the way and rescued many innocent people, especially the Han community.

Next, a few people had a long talk, it turned out that the old monk Mingguang took the initiative to preach in Tu Country precisely because he could not bear the factional struggle within the sect, and this return was also mentally prepared to face difficulties.

"Difficult?" Yuan Xing pouted, if it was as simple as making things difficult, he wouldn't need to cross over.

Master Mingguang has no concept of the danger of this trip at all, and he can only give a few vague warnings and reminders, because he can't explain his position clearly, and he can't tell the other party that he has crossed over to save you, right? And in Mingguang's eyes, his identity as a Zen disciple may not be much better in terms of senses.

However, Wu Che's face was thoughtful, thinking that Yuan Xing heard something somewhere, and his face gradually became solemn, and finally several people reached a consensus, Yuan Xing's identity is still kept secret, in case something really happens, it is better to appear as a backhand, whether there is an enemy or not, this arrangement will be much safer.

Yuan Xing clearly realized that he still hasn't let down his guard against himself, but so what? I came to complete the task by myself, and I didn't want to please anyone. Send these people to their destination safely, and you can go home in good spirits. Isn't practicing martial arts chanting and petting cats better than running around and working here? Sweet potatoes, potatoes, tomatoes are not as fragrant as turnip greens here?

Of course, there were some things here that were also quite delicious, and he couldn't help but think of those two rice cakes......

Early the next morning, the team set out again, probably because of the day's relationship, everyone had accepted the fate, expressed sympathy for his situation, and gave some help out of kindness.

In this way, Yuan Xing was no longer sloppy before, his wig was tied up and tied in a ponytail, he took a bath by the river and changed into a linen robe, and even his beard was shaved clean.

Immediately, a fair-skinned, gentle and polite handsome young man appeared in front of everyone, which only made people feel that their eyes were bright.

The cherry girl couldn't help but be stunned when she saw his image, and then resumed her disgust.

"The body looks okay, why is it a silver-like wax gun head, and even a chicken doesn't dare to kill." It was still yesterday's ox cart, and Miss Hong Cherry, who was still riding in that position, looked him up and down and sneered.

Here it is again, why is it aimed at poor monks? We are monks, how can we deliberately kill people? Yuan Xing didn't reply, he talked with Master Mingguang late last night, he didn't sleep well, and now he was so illuminated by the sun that he couldn't help but be sleepy, and he couldn't help but yawn while feeling depressed.

"Bai has this face, and he is too lazy." The girl couldn't help pouting, she could see that when she set off this morning, this guy was the last to get up, and he was still sleepy after sleeping for so long? What does this mean? It means that he is a lazy thing.

This girl has a grudge against the poor monk, doesn't she? Yuan Xing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and for the sake of the two rice cakes, he decided not to worry about the little girl.

"Why don't you learn from the beggars? How capable are people? Seeing that he did not answer, the girl continued.

Yuanxing: "...... well, if you don't say those two words, the poor monk will still admit that you are a good girl."

"Huh? Why don't you speak? ”

In fact, I really can't complain about the cherry girl, in this team, except for a group of monks, the rest of the old and young, on the surface, it seems that the cherry and the fate of the line are the closest in age. Although even if he has been a monk since he was five years old, he is nearly ten years older than the cherry girl, but perhaps because of the relationship between the cultivation of internal skills, his skin is white and his face is tender, and he will naturally be regarded by the girl as a peer. There will also be more attention to him.

In this way, one of these two people talked endlessly, and the other was simply a listener, and only occasionally replied to two sentences, which was not boring at all, and they should pass the time.

While dealing with the cherry girl, Yuan Xing quietly re-examined the people in the team carefully, hoping to get some clues from the words and deeds of these people, so as to judge whether there are ghosts in the team.

Through some observation, combined with years of rich experience in watching criminal investigation novels and film and television dramas, and after a series of cautious and careful analysis and inference, Yuan Xing has locked up a number of suspects.

That enlightenment, on the surface, is a serious book, and it seems that he is thinking about the master everywhere, but he has followed the old monk for so many years, and it is inevitable that he will not have any thoughts that he shouldn't have.

That Wuzhi, don't look at his young age, it's not like an undercover agent sent by someone else, because he only recently joined this team, and no one is guarded against children as undercover agents!

The two acolytes are more suspicious and worry-free, they should be good at kung fu, who knows what background they have?

There is not much suspicion in a few craftsmen, but it is inevitable that they will be bought, so they cannot be taken lightly.

The same goes for two women. Iron eggs? This stupid boy didn't know that he had been deceived, and he was suspicious.

To sum up, everyone is suspicious, including him, a Zen disciple who disguised himself as a beggar and blended into the team.

Of course, these are just chimneys when you're bored. There are currently no traces or clues to the presence of spies in the ranks. However, the mission statement is there, and the unknown forces have not yet shown their feet, so they must not be taken lightly at this time.

In fact, the author is telling everyone that if you don't have a temperance, the author can go down like this, but it hasn't reached the point of madness, and this article is just a running account at present......