As seen from a distance, the weeping blood pavilion is a very simple pavilion, not only the structure has nothing to do with the complexity, just a simple stone pillar and treasure top, the front of the pavilion is only a half-person high stele, the three words of the weeping blood pavilion are written on it with red paint, there is a small square stone platform in front of the stele, there is an incense burner on the stone platform, three thick incense sticks are inserted in the middle, while flashing red light and curling smoke. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The person Lin Sen saw from afar was half-squatting in front of the incense burner at this time, although he couldn't see his face clearly with his back to him, but looking at his back and a golden silk brocade robe, it was estimated that he should be a young nobleman.

"Huh?" the servant suddenly wondered: "This man ...... Wouldn't it?"

I don't know whether he heard the servant's self-muttering or the footsteps of everyone, this person got up and turned his head, only to see that his facial features were upright and magnificent, wearing a golden crown and a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and he was indeed a rich young master.

"Fang Sect Master?" the servant exclaimed, "Is it really Fang Sect Master?"

There is only one martial arts sect in Huaiyin City, and naturally there is only one sect master, which is Fang Ping, who is the semicolon steward. This made Lin Sen also surprised: the first is that this Fang Ping is so young, he looks only twenty-five or sixteen years old, about the same age as himself, and the second is why is he here, what is he doing in the pavilion outside the city in the evening of winter, watching the scenery?

"Who are you?" Fang Ping's eyes looked at him, and after asking casually, his expression suddenly froze, and his surprise flashed, so he stared at Lin Sen seriously, and asked solemnly again: "Who are you?"

Obviously, he realized Lin Sen's identity as a martial artist.

"Master Fangmen, the little one is the one who does miscellaneous work from the Taihe Firm," the servant hurriedly replied: "These two are the distinguished guests of our Firm, and they came to inspect the branch with the young master from the headquarters of Heyang City. ”

Lin Sen also raised the corners of his mouth, showing a polite smile, and said in his mouth: "Is it the master of the Bishui Gate, I am Lin Sen, this is my junior brother, I am fortunate to meet you." ”

This is the identity that has been discussed before, and at this time it is really not revealed, and the only drawback is that Nezha is quite unhappy when he hears it, but he still knows that it is powerful, so he only smashed his mouth and didn't say anything.

Fang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he opened them immediately, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Mr. Lin from Heyang City, I am fortunate to be there." I take the liberty of asking, I remember that there was a sect master of Tongtian Sect in Heyang Mansion, it seems to be this name, I don't know?"

Lin Sen frowned, nodded and replied with a smile: "The Fang Sect Master is really well-informed, yes, that's me." ”

"Where, it is Sect Master Lin who is famous and has an extraordinary reputation. Fang Ping laughed twice, and said: "The two of you are new to Huaiyin, you must have a good tour, I won't bother the two, and I will leave." ”

So he said goodbye and went away.

Lin Sen looked at his back, and his smile was gone.

"It's just a low-grade martial artist," Nezha suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Don't be afraid." ”

Lin Sen shook his head: "Cultivation is not a problem, not to mention that it seems to be a low-grade martial artist, even if he is a middle-grade martial artist, not a martial artist, the two of us will not be afraid of him, I just have some accidents." ”

Yes, not an accident, but some surprises.

The first is how this Fang Ping Sect Master could appear here. Although the servant said that because of the story about the Weeping Blood Pavilion, Bishuimen would send a disciple to clean it every day, but no matter how much it was cleaned, it didn't need the master of the door to dispatch, right?

The second is Fang Ping's age. When the semicolon steward first introduced this master of the Bishui Gate, Lin Sen focused on asking about his cultivation, and did not ask about his age, but after hearing that he was in the realm of martial arts, he estimated that he was over thirty years old, just like Li Liang, the former master of the Great Rimen, but he didn't expect this guy to be a young man, at most twenty-five or sixteen years old - this is surprising, even surprised to the point that he shouldn't be: how can he become a martial artist at this age?

It's not that Lin Sen looks down on the people of the world, it's not that he is arrogant, it's that he has a systematic body, that's why he is now cultivating, Li Liang is a mixed-race descendant and only became a martial artist at the age of thirty, and other people can do the same thing, if it weren't for the strong support of massive resources, any panacea could be supplied; or the talent is transcendent and peerless, and it can't be guessed by common sense at all--but such a person will be in a small Huaiyin City Bishui Gate? The legendary Shenwu Four Veins are almost the same!

The third question is why does this Fang Ping know his identity? Yes, Tongtian Sect has some fame now, but it is in the Heyang Mansion area. Huaiyin City in Ninghua Mansion, 500 miles away, just heard some news, how could it be possible to blurt out the existence of Tongtian Sect as soon as he heard the name? You must know that Lin Sen didn't know about the existence of the Bishui Gate in Huaiyin City until noon today!

As for the fourth, it is a doubt obtained from the synthesis of some information just seen: The origin of the Weeping Blood Pavilion has been systematically confirmed to be the third theory, so the first two statements are naturally false, but in this case, why does Bishuimen, especially Fang Ping, still appear here? If it is said that it is a business that takes into account the popularity and reputation of the people, and fancies the positive effect of the rumors, then as long as he does not come forward to deny it and make an ambiguous attitude, why bother so much effort to put on a show? With this kind of effort, it is not better than cultivating more?

These four accidents lingered in his heart, but Lin Sen was confused, so he could only ignore them for the time being and enter the Weeping Blood Pavilion to check.

The hall is spacious and empty, except for a long stone bench connected by four pillars for people to sit and rest. The cold wind blew from the surface of the river, but there was not the slightest moisture, only a stronger coldness.

"There is nothing special. Nezha walked the pavilion back and forth, and said softly: "Anyway, I didn't find out." ”

As a Lingbao Tuosheng, Nezha can be called the same kind of treasure for all foreign treasures, and is naturally extremely sensitive in this regard, although he knows that there should be no accidents in the predicted heavenly machine, but both of them have thoughts, thinking that if Nezha can find it in advance, then dig it out and take it away!

It's a pity that the system is really powerful, and it seems that it will have to wait three days to see the treasure.

Without clues, an empty pavilion is naturally not attractive, even if the warrior is strong and not afraid of the wind and cold, but he will not like the cold wind blowing outside, so he will leave here and return to Huaiyin City.

The servants had no ability to resist the cold, and even if they wore thick leather jackets, their noses and hair were red and watery, and when they heard that they could go, they hurried to the bottom of the embankment to drive the carriage.

Lin Sen sat in the carriage and asked him, "How many do you know about the origin of the Weeping Blood Pavilion?"

"How many?" The servant was very surprised: "Isn't the Weeping Blood Pavilion a matter of the ancestors of Bishui Gate, the little one has been listening to this all these years, and everyone is the same, I have never heard of anything else." ”

Lin Sen nodded unexpectedly: Although there are three records in the county chronicle, this kind of written thing will not be known to ordinary civilians, after all, except for the rich and noble, who will have this thing at home? And those who have county records will not read it for everyone, and those who have seen it will not go outside every day to talk about it...... All in all, even if the county chronicle says that it has blossomed, and the story is told beautifully, it has nothing to do with the common people, not to mention the fact that there is such a daily cleaning as Bishuimen in reality?

"Looking at it this way, Bishuimen's behavior is very interesting, this is a spread that deliberately supports this statement!"

Lin Sen thought so, thinking in his heart.

Back in Huaiyin City, he didn't stop there, but still asked the people of the trading house to find news related to Buxu Daojun, maybe Buxu Daojun stayed here for a long time two hundred years ago, and there were any relics in other places.

Sure enough, after looking for two more days, the evening before the birth of the heavenly prediction, another news came, but this news was very strange, which made Lin Sen stunned on the spot.

"What, you said that a person named Bu Xuan came to Huaiyin City?" (To be continued.) )