Being able to perform such a great gift and say such words made Yesan even more dumbfounded. Ye San hid to the side and waved his hand again and again,

"Don't make a fuss, it's all about whatever." After speaking, no matter how Shi Dare reacted, he walked away.

It's just that he didn't walk a few steps around Shi Dangdang, who couldn't afford to move for a long time, and for this young Taoist priest who couldn't move, Ye San finally stopped and turned around, and said helplessly: "Then you still want to get some information about Fuying people from me, you make me feel uncomfortable like this." The Taoist priest who stood up was still the gentle smile that made Ye San want to break it now, stretched out his arms and made a big lazy waist, and once again returned to the appearance of not waking up, yawned, raised his hand and slapped a wa-wow sound, and said listlessly: "But now Poor Dao doesn't want to know anything." The other party's stalking style is really speechless, and Ye San asked helplessly: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Poor Dao just hopes that the third prince will be worshiped by Poor Dao, and if there is a danger in our faction in the future, he can come to his aid and bless one or two." The other party's request made Ye San a little uncomfortable, a kind of meaning of saluting first and then soldiering, but it made Ye San more not know how to refuse, and the cleverness at this time was indeed overwhelming.

Ye Sangen shook his head and said: "I don't have the kind of ability you said, I'll take my sister here and there, it's okay to draw a knife to help when the road is uneven, and I'm not a god who can't protect the safety of the party." Shi Dangdang smiled and said: "The third son's family lineage, how can there be none." "In the end, what is important is the backer king who left too much information in the court and the opposition, but Shi Dangdang mentioned it so unabashedly, and did not hide his purpose, which made Ye San even more impressive.

Ye Sangen pouted and said: "Then you are going to be disappointed, I had a falling out with my family three years ago, and now I am called a lonely widow, thanks to your love and call the third son, there is only one son left." Shi Gandang didn't feel that this joke was ridiculous, because the smile that had always hung on his face had dissipated, and it looked particularly solemn, he shook his head and said: "How can there be a reason to abandon your own children, what is strange in it, who knows." Ye San looked at Shi Dangdang's hateful expression as if he had seen through everything, and just wanted to go up and give him a kick.

It's just that he had just said so much with great honesty—or at least it seems, that Ye San naturally couldn't give him a kick.

And for this honesty, Ye San feels like he owes the other party a favor. This feeling made him even more uncomfortable.

Yi Ye Sanchang didn't care whether the other party agreed or not, and didn't care whether the other party listened or not, he said directly as he walked: "You have just said that you want to share information with each other, and you have told me so much, and the courtesies are still exchanged, I will tell you what I know."

"The Fuying people you are talking about may really be the one who targeted the Daomen this time. At present, all we know is that there is indeed a Fuying person in Wudang Mountain who seems to be involved in it, manipulating all this secretly, as for the plot Dao Sect that I told you, or whether it is using the Xiangxiang Sect to do these murders, it is unknown.

"Regarding the Fuying people, the people I have contacted before are different from the ones I have been in contact with this time. Seven years ago, he was ordered by the imperial court and had dealings with Fuying, among which the secret information has been sealed by the government and cannot be known to outsiders. You just need to know that compared to the present, the group of Fuying people seven years ago was a group of dead soldiers who did not hesitate to risk their lives to achieve their goals.

"This Fuying person in Wudang Mountain is well-planned, takes into account the overall situation, and can forbear, if she doesn't want to show her feet, it is not impossible to rely on us to find out the truth, I am afraid it will be very troublesome. Therefore, in the absence of Yue Zhutou, I tried my best to find some clues to prevent another Dao chief from being killed. "If you say it, you don't say it, it seems to be affirming Shi Dangdang's guess, but it is some worthless information.

It's not that Ye San is more tricky, after all, what he knows at the moment, speculation accounts for a large part, and the rest is just confused, and there is no need to mention it at all.

However, Shi Gandang didn't seem to care, he listened very carefully, and thought about it very seriously, as if after repeatedly considering every word that Ye Sangen said, he asked, "Who is this Fuying person in the mountain?" Is it convenient to reveal it? "It's polite to ask, but Ye San doesn't want to mention more, although many people know that they have more strength, but for this clever young Taoist, Ye San is not optimistic.

Ye San said: "Even if you tell you, you can't find it, this person's disguise technique is amazing, thousands of people have thousands of faces, maybe even if we face each other, she will pretend to be you, or makeup as me, and there is no flaw." As for you, if you want, you can look for clues from these dead Dao Masters and see if you can use this as a breakthrough to find the murderer. At least at the moment, a large number of people think that Wudang is planning this killing against the world's Daomen, if you can find out the real culprit and clear the suspicion of Wudang, if your faction encounters any calamity in the future, this Taoist faction that has inherited the position of the ancestral court for several years will naturally help each other, not a hundred times stronger than a powerless person like me? The listless young Taoist priest shook his head,

"After all, it belongs to the same sect, and if Poor Dao is not sure that there is such a catastrophe, Wudang will do his best to help."

"Then you're sure I'm going to take a hand?" Ye Sangen asked rhetorically.

"It's a gamble, and you don't need to add color." Shi Dangdang yawned, if he didn't know his strange mental method, he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Ye Sangen, who never looked back at the other party from beginning to end, sneered and said, "It's better to bet on Wudang, I believe they are more reliable than me." ”

"I don't believe it." Shi dared to refuse simply.

"Why?"

"It's like a literati who are light, and they burn high incense without falling into the well." I don't understand why he has such a remark, and I don't want to deal with this young Taoist priest who speaks upside down and is unpredictable between words, and the third night is even tighter.

Shi Dangdang hurriedly followed, but was blocked by the great monk, signaling him to keep a certain distance, and heard the great monk muttering impatiently: "Get up and go." In the past few days, the secret observation has also seen that these two big monks from the temple who are said to be very powerful have a great relationship with the brothers and sisters of the Ye family, and the young Taoist priest has the spirit again at the moment, and he has completely lost his drowsy appearance, and he is less than a step behind the big monk, and asks: "This senior brother, what is your relationship with the Ye family?" ”

"You take care of me." The great monk was not polite to him at all. Shi dared to smile,

"Don't dare, don't dare." Obviously, reaching out and not smiling people didn't work for this great monk at all, and Yishan didn't bother to talk to him.

Shi Dangdang said again: "Senior brother, what do you think of the Ye family?" ”

"Are you sick?" The great monk glanced at the young Taoist priest,

"Why is your skin so thick?" Talking, keeping up with the night three watches, and no longer bothering with each other. Shi Dangdang didn't feel embarrassed, following behind the two of them, this time he really kept a certain distance, not far or close, he said: "There is a luminous monument in the rivers and lakes, is it that the prince misses his grandchildren, I can't wait to see him." Ye San even had the urge to let Yishan slap this young Taoist down the mountain.

"The Night Lord has been fighting in the court and the wilderness all his life, and he has been in the Nine Heavens in one go, so naturally he won't understand the luck of us who are lowly people in the countryside and are cultivating, and he can't pull us along?" Night San turned a deaf ear.

"Isn't the first thing that comes to mind when the prince has something to do is for us people in the rivers and lakes? Don't you want to save some merit for the prince? "The three nights are more eye-to-nose and nose-to-heart.

"At the beginning, the fourth master seemed to have sold his personal face, gathered a group of promising people, and made a great merit, right?" Ye San frowned.

"If the third prince agrees to the poor road, he will really be able to teach me at that time... No, send a helping hand for my Taishan, that is also a great blessing. "The third watch of the night stopped.

"Maybe I have some Taoist sects in Middle-earth, in case the Fuying Protestant Church is suppressed for a while in the future, and the third prince saves him from fire and water, it will be a greater incense love." The third watch of the night turned around.

Obviously, the young Taoist priest of the Taishan faction who was a little wrong about the reaction of the third watch of the night, even with such a lazy expression, showed excitement in his sleepy eyes, which anyone could see.

"Dongyue incense is blessed, I have the right to pass it on." Ye San, who heard these two words again, showed a little impatience, perhaps because of his sympathy for the deputy village master of Tsing Yi on the watershed a few days ago, or because of the aggressive words of the young Taoist priest right now.

Taishan sent the young Taoist priest to take a step forward,

"It's not just for the third son, even for the night family, it's a great opportunity. At that time, if the prince adds a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, in the temple, in the court and the opposition, but there is no ancient merit. After some operation, he was promoted to the Martial Temple, and was enshrined by future generations, the third son, which is an inexhaustible blessing. There was a sense of impatience in his voice, as if he was stepping one step at a time.

Step by step, the words are conclusive. The eyes of the third night were glazed.

"The third son, the children and grandchildren of the night family in the future, the incense they enjoy is much simpler than waiting for an opportunity like the prince and the fourth master at the moment." There seems to be a fire in the chest of the third watch of the night.

A cloud of anger after being interfered too much with others. The awe-inspiring color that has never been seen before shines directly from the eyes of the night three watches.

Its momentum is strong, and the following pen force penetrates the back of the paper, and enters the wood for three points. Eye-catching. Shi Dangdang, who had such a sharp sight, was somewhat afraid.

He couldn't remember whether he didn't copy and recite the Tao Te Ching in time when he was young and attracted the master's scolding, or whether he was driven to the patio by the master to face the wall when he was just playing and not falling asleep.

The young man in front of him seems to be a pampered and unfazed young man from beginning to end, not like the uninhibited appearance of a ranger who travels the rivers and lakes, but more like the gentle and elegant only a scholar who travels to Kyushu, which is gone at this moment.

"Are you teaching me, or are you teaching Panshan Yejia to do things?" Even if the strength in the body is like a gossamer, the momentum brought out by this sentence at this moment is indeed amazing.

This time there was no need to stretch his waist again, Shi Dangdang's eyes that couldn't be opened came to his senses, and even the whole person seemed to be angry, and after seeing the dirty earthy yellow monk cannon behind the third watch of the night hunting, he did not hesitate to plop down and fell to the ground.

"The third prince forgives his sins, Poor Dao just wants to find an opportunity for the Ye family, there is no malice, I hope the third prince will be fulfilled." Five-body casting.

This... Ye Sangen was a little overwhelmed in an instant. I'm afraid he also has hysteria?