The people outside didn't move, just walked back and forth outside, as if they just wanted to look at me.

The next morning, I got out of bed and walked outside as if nothing had happened.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, but I just saw *** when I went out.

"Yo, are you awake?"

With a flattering face: "I haven't been back for so long, and I'm still used to sleeping?"

I stretched hard, "Don't say it, once I come back here, I'm really used to sleeping."

"But I didn't sleep well."

"Huh? Why are you not steady?"

I immediately turned on the ability to talk nonsense, and pretended to sigh, "I dreamed of Zhi'an."

"Zhi'an told me a lot of things, I vaguely remember a little."

There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and then he smiled again: "Tell me quickly, what does the old master command?"

"He wouldn't let me tell anyone."

I deliberately sold it out, "But there's something I can tell you."

"What?"

"He said he missed me and asked me to stay in Baiyun Palace for a little longer, and he wanted to come back to see me at night."

Squeezed out a slightly stiff smile: "Isn't this a joke?"

"The old boss wouldn't say such a thing?"

"Could it be that you dreamed of it too?" I asked rhetorically.

Hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no."

"Then why do you say that?"

looked behind him with an embarrassed face: "The main thing is that tomorrow is a pure sky***, and no outsiders can be present."

"Look ......"

I nodded vigorously, "I see, I'm a little in the way here."

"No, no, no, you can come back at any time when tomorrow passes."

In the past, I probably wouldn't have poked my face here so recklessly, but now I am so hastily driven away, I definitely don't want to.

"If I'm not mistaken, Jingtian *** can only be a Taoist priest present, right?"

"You're a connoisseur!" Thumbs up at me.

I looked at him with a smile, "You really don't know me?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then muttered, "Yes."

"When did you meet?"

"Yesterday."

I shook my head, "You can find one of your oldest people and ask, who am I, Chen Qi?"

"First, I'm a Taoist priest. When I was in Monan, my friend lifted it up and gave him a name, called Little Fairy. You can go and ask."

"Other......

I deliberately lengthened my voice, "I'm still the deputy head of your White Cloud Palace."

"Everything I said above, you can verify."

Obviously a little stunned, I smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Zhi'an and I are of the same generation, you call me Uncle Sheng, you don't lose."

"That ......" *** bowed deeply to me: "I've seen Uncle Shi."

"yes, that's what I said." I waved my hand at him, "Go ahead, I'll walk around by myself for a while."

He wanted to use this excuse to get rid of me, but he did underestimate who I am.

Now, it's time for me to come up with my killer idea.

Last night, I was thinking that if Zhi'an was killed, then Le'an would definitely be alive.

The stakes are not complicated.

Although Le'an is not the head, but the blood is pure, from the perspective of inheritance, Le'an is a big signboard.

They are the Taoist priests of the southern school who pay the most attention to two things, one is to inherit the teacher, but to inherit.

The higher the teacher, the higher the status in the Xuanmen, and he is a guest wherever he goes.

In addition, it is inheritance.

The old head is gone, and the position can be passed on to the heirs, or to the brothers.

If there is none, then it will be the turn of outsiders.

In terms of seniority, Le'an is also the uncle of ***, although he is not the head, but his seniority can hold down the field.

Especially on some large ***, all the elders must be present, which is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years.

If the elders are alive but not present, the current head will be pointed out by the Qianfu.

After all, words are terrible.