As we all know, although Dongjimen is a wealthy faction, its status in the secular world can be ranked at least in the top ten, but it also has other backgrounds.

For example, doing things for others.

The sinister of the temple is not much weaker than the rivers and lakes, although it is said that most of them are mortals, but if they don't agree with each other, it is also a matter of losing their heads, even if it is a cultivator, they must also follow the rules, otherwise thousands of troops and horses will charge, and it is still a strong sect, even if it can retain a little bit of fire, it will have to be a big injury, and most of the casualties will be killed.

With this background, in the face of the secret order from the people, Zhou Zong naturally had to keep his mouth shut, and he would never dare to divulge it until he had to.

Zhong Kou naturally knew the rules, and he pondered for a long time before he said slowly: "The orphan of the so-called Eighth Prince, who grew up in a wasteland country, wants to enter my Xia country."

When Zhou Zong heard this, he gently held up the tea cup and opened the tea lid, the fragrance of the tea at this time was a little lighter, but it was still floating in the air. He knew that Zhong Kou's words were not finished, so he just nodded slightly, waiting for him to finish his unfinished words.

"Will the plan be calculated, and the real will be confused?"

Zhong Kou's words were somewhat vague, but they happened to speak of Zhou Zong's heart, and Zhou Zong smiled knowingly, as if admiring Zhong Kou as the best candidate for the future leader.

Faced with the conversation between the two, Qiu Fang was a little confused, obviously he was the orphan of the eighth prince, how could they confuse the truth?

Zhou Zong's afterglow caught a glimpse of Qiu Fang's expression, and at a glance he could see what this young man was thinking, and after a pause, he smiled heartily: "Why, I don't understand?"

Qiu Fang nodded thoughtfully, the information he knew was too scattered, and he couldn't connect it for a while, of course, he couldn't do it like Zhou Zong and them.

"It is rumored outside that the orphan of the Eighth Prince was born in a wasteland country, and tomorrow a group of wasteland envoys are about to enter the city.

Zhou Zong took a sip of tea, and while speaking, he turned sideways and put the tea cup back on the table, half of his cheeks were illuminated by the faint light that came through the window, and half fell into the shadows, making Qiu Fang stunned.

"Still don't understand?"

Zhou Zong saw that Qiu Fang was still stunned, and couldn't help but ask.

Qiu Fang came back to his senses, thought for a moment, and replied seriously, "But will they believe it?"

"There are few people in this world who know of your existence."

Zhou Zong paused for a moment when he said this, and then continued, "Strictly speaking, it is the existence of the real orphan of the Eighth Prince."

The words are picked up here, Qiu Fang seems to understand the plan of Zhou Zong and Zhong Kou, the process of the mission of the wasteland tomorrow, there is no chaos in the light and in the dark, everyone knows or acts in a low-key manner, there must be a lot of people together, since there are already rumors outside, then you might as well make the rumors more real.

After all, people are always willing to believe what they believe, and if they are preconceived to implant information, then lies have the possibility of being false.

In the past, Qiu Fang couldn't figure out the truth, but now, after seeing many people with warmth and intrigue, he actually guessed the mystery in a moment, and when he thought of this, he felt a little more emotion in his heart.

"Uncle Shi's intention is to set up another target to attract people's attention?"

Qiu Fanghu said suspiciously, although he guessed what the answer was, he didn't know what Zhou Zong's intentions were.

"Now." After Zhou Zong finished saying these three words word by word, he stood up and walked slowly towards Qiufang.

Qiu Fang knew Zhou Zong's consistent style, and he was so interested that he inevitably paced back and forth, so he didn't say much, and waited quietly to listen to Zhou Zong's next words.

"The old department of the Eighth Prince is about to move, and there is a high-ranking and powerful person like the general behind the scenes, and the matter of orphans has gradually become an open secret, whether in the temple or in the rivers and lakes. If you ask about this matter, it must be very important, and there are too many people who care about it."

Zhou Zong did not walk back and forth this time, but stopped in front of Qiu Fang, he was slightly taller than Qiu Fang, and looked down at the young man, his eyes were calm and calm, as if nothing could leave a trace in it.

"You know, we swore to Renjun that we would never let you go down the mountain, but the second one insisted on doing so, and we couldn't stop it. The remedy is to hide your identity so that it will never be known."

Zhou Zong continued, and after that, he sighed again, his gaze swept over Qiu Fang's slightly worried cheeks, and turned around and walked towards his own seat.

Qiu Fang looked at his back as he turned around, and his heart seemed to sink for a moment, he had never paid much attention to his life experience, although Yan Qingyun had said that he wanted to investigate the so-called bloody case of extermination, but along the way, although he would talk about it and occasionally remember it, but in fact he didn't have much substantive action.

First, I know very little, and I don't have a clue when I investigate the case. Second, I am not deeply involved in the world, and I don't know where the proportions are, so I don't dare to go too far with many things.

However, at this moment, he seemed to see the weight on Zhou Zong's shoulders, the weight of the entire East Pole Gate, and how much trouble he brought to others when he went down the mountain.

Qiu Fang thought about all this in his heart, and a touch of pain also appeared on his face, Zhong Kou watched quietly not far away, taking in all of it, he knew that this pain was a kind of guilt and self-blame.

He didn't know how big a hidden danger the existence of Qiufang was for the entire Dongji Gate, but now, no matter what happened ahead, they must also protect the entire Dongji Gate, and the existence of their senior brothers is to guard, protect the foundation created by Xuan Mingzi, protect the more than 1,000 disciples of the East Pole Gate, and protect everything that is hard-won.

"Qiu Fang, I can't complain about you, nor can I blame your master, all this can't really be hidden for a lifetime."

Today, Lin Yun is not here, and the heavy responsibility of saying a few words of comfort falls on Zhong Kou, how can he watch the child Qiufang fall into the whirlpool of guilt.

When Qiu Fang heard this, he looked sideways slightly, and then nodded solemnly, relieved by his uncle, the heaviness in his heart was somewhat removed, but there was still a dark cloud in his chest, maybe only Zhou Zong could dissipate.

Zhou Zong fell back to his seat, his face returned to calm, he picked up the teacup again, the tea had already become warm, easier to eat, he opened his mouth and swallowed a big mouthful, it seemed that he was a little thirsty.

After doing all this, he continued, "Since it is a hurdle that cannot be overcome, it is better to let someone else take it for you. Some people want to find the orphan of the Eighth Prince, for all the symbols that this identity has, power, money, exercises, and even... It's the world!"

As soon as these words came out, they disturbed the four seats.

Qiu Fang was stunned for a moment, Zhong Kou also fell into deep thought, he knew very well that the reason why the rest of the Eighth Prince's frenzy to find Qiu Fang was that they just wanted to find the famous name of the teacher.

But he never thought about it, and he didn't dare to think that the real plot of these people could be the world.

You must know that the world of the human monarch is still impregnable, even if the eighth prince is alive, he can still set off a bloody storm sixteen years ago, but now it seems that he can no longer fight with the stable status of the human monarch.

Zhou Zong didn't pay attention to the reactions of the two, and still said to himself: "Although the world is big, but one person only sleeps at one table, why bother to cause misery."

Hearing Zhou Zong's chatter, Qiu Fang probably understood what was going on.

The old department of the Eight Princes, headed by the general, had no blood relationship with the emperor's family, and if they wanted to absorb supreme power, they had no name.

And Qiu Fang, as the orphan of the Eighth Prince, is the inheritance of the prestige of the Eighth Prince, and secondly, he also has the basic conditions of being a puppet, and in the minds of people with different ideas, it is naturally the best chess piece.

Thinking of this, Qiu Fang took a breath of cool air, and for a moment, he asked urgently, "So Uncle Shi needs a fake orphan of the Eighth Prince?"

When Zhou Zong heard this, he smiled with relief and said, "That's right, if there is no fake orphan, then the real orphan will surface sooner or later, and it will be difficult for us to protect you when the time comes." Since there are rumors in the past, as long as no one can find the real orphan, then they will not care whether the orphan in front of them is true or not, so it is a difficult matter in our hearts to give them an orphan."

At this point, Qiu Fang completely understood the good intentions of his uncles, and he also sighed and said, "After all, the disciples' strength is not good, and it is difficult to solve problems for the uncles."

Facing Qiu Fang's self-reproach, Zhou Zong laughed loudly: "How old are you, the outside world, but a group of old foxes who have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, it would be too difficult for you to surpass them at this time. But with your talents, you don't need to take them seriously over time."

Comforted by Zhou Zong, Qiu Fang nodded, although he was a little unwilling and guilty about his strength, but he also knew that all this was not something to be done in a hurry, and only by cultivating diligently could he solve the problems in the future. ap.

However, he remembered something again, and hurriedly said, "General... Isn't it the little sister's..."

Qiu Fang's words were not finished, as if from his position, there was something inappropriate about asking this, so he said half of it and hid half of it.

Zhou Zong glanced at him with a wicked smile and quipped, "Why, for the sake of your children's affection, you have to stand up and do your part for the future father-in-law's family?"

In the face of Zhou Zong's joke, Qiu Fang lowered his head in amazement, but he didn't follow the other party's words, but just whispered, "The disciple just wants to know, if the incident is allowed to develop, what will happen to the little junior sister?"

Qiu Fang's words should not have been asked, a well-known question, if it was a good result, it would be fine, but if it was a bad result, it would be straight to the heart.

But since Qiu Fang asked, Zhou Zong also had to answer, so he had to say in a deep voice: "If the matter fails, the family will be ruined."

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Fang felt a chill around him.