"You want to save the grandfather?"

Lao Xiucai's voice trembled and asked:

"What's wrong with him, master?"

Zhao Rang saw that he didn't seem to be a fake, and such a secret son would not have much contact with the main family on weekdays.

Otherwise, there will be more appearances, and everyone else can recognize the familiar face, what is the point of the shadows?

"How often do you and Third Master Wang meet?"

Lao Xiucai shook his head and replied:

"Never meet. Only when the grandfather has something to do, he will send a message to me to do it. ”

Zhao Rang pondered for a moment and said to Lao Xiucai:

"Let's go, this is not the place to talk!"

"Where to go?"

Zhao Rang said impatiently:

"Naturally, it's a place where it's convenient to talk."

Lao Xiucai hesitated.

After a long silence, he asked:

"Why should I trust you?"

Zhao Rang said calmly:

"You don't want anything to happen to your grandfather, right?"

Lao Xiucai nodded:

"Of course!"

Zhao Rang continued:

"I don't want to."

"Although we have different reasons for worrying, in the final analysis, we don't want anything to happen to him, so you have to trust me!"

Zhao Rang's words are very convincing.

Lao Xiucai silently picked up his iron rod, put it on his shoulder, and asked:

"Where are you going?"

After Zhao Rang told him the name of the inn, Lao Xiucai said that he knew a small path that could avoid the main street, which was very secluded and almost free of pedestrians.

Zhao Rang knew that he was still not at ease with himself.

Take the path he is familiar with, and once he finds something wrong, he can turn his face and do it at any time.

With Lao Xiucai's five-grade martial arts cultivation that is similar to his own, as well as the amazing strength of this penance, although he is not defeated by Zhao Rang, there is no problem at all if he wants to get out of the whole body.

Zhao Rang said that he had no opinion on this, so Lao Xiucai led the way and walked from the small road to the inn.

I don't know how many alleys I passed, and the two of them also climbed over the courtyard wall of a family in the middle.

Fortunately, both of them have cultivation, and it is not difficult to hide their bodies in front of ordinary people.

However, Zhao Rang was still extremely shocked by Lao Xiucai's strength!

Because he was carrying such a heavy iron rod, when he climbed over the wall, he was able to lift his weight lightly, and he didn't even make a sound when he landed!

"It's here!"

Coming out of a path, Lao Xiucai stood still and said.

Zhao Rang had already been dazed by the twists and turns of the road, and only then did he come back to his senses when he saw the plaque of the inn.

"Yes, this is it!"

After Zhao Rang finished speaking, he walked towards the inn, but Lao Xiucai grabbed his shoulders and kept looking left and right, for fear of being ambushed.

"Sir, if I had this intention, I would have killed you just now! Why wait until now? ”

Lao Xiucai thought about it and thought it was right, but an old face was a little unbearable, and he said in a low voice:

"Let's go!"

In the lobby of the inn, the guy was drinking behind the counter.

The people of the Western Regions are good at drinking, and today Yuan Mingkong gave him a lot of reward, which is enough for him to live a happy life for several days.

Seeing Zhao Rang coming back, he immediately greeted him with a smile and offered him as the God of Wealth!

However, in the Western Regions, there is no such thing as "God of Wealth", and they call rich and generous customers "Golden Pockets".

Although Zhao Rang didn't give him a reward, the guy knew that he was with Tongyuan Mingkong, and the two had a close relationship, so it was always right to tie the knot!

"The guest officer is back!"

Zhao Rang pointed upstairs and asked:

"Is that girl in the house okay?"

The guy nodded like a chicken pecking rice:

"It's all good, I brought food to that girl and fetched water!"

Zhao Rang replied with a smile:

"Well done, when his brother comes back, he will definitely give you a reward!"

The guy responded happily, and when he saw that Zhao Rang was still with others, he didn't ask much, and returned to the counter by himself and continued to drink.

Lao Xiucai walked on the stairs with a heavy iron rod, crushing the entire inn.

Yuan Kexin, who was in the house, heard such a big movement, and hurriedly opened the door to check.

"Surprise me!"

"Your brother hasn't come back yet?"

Zhao Rang saw that only Yuan Kexin was in the house, so he asked.

"Not yet. This is ......"

Yuan Kexin looked at the old Xiucai behind Zhao Rang blankly.

After all, the iron rod he was carrying on his shoulders was too eye-catching.

"Your own people, don't be nervous!"

Yuan Kexin nodded, and after welcoming the two into the house, she poured two more cups of golden wind and jade dew.

"Old gentleman, taste this wine!"

Zhao Rang took the cup and drank it in one gulp, feeling refreshed.

Lao Xiucai put the iron rod on the ground and glanced at the wine glass, but he was indifferent, but urged:

"You'd better talk about things first!"

Zhao Rang told him in detail what happened between him and Third Master Wang that day. But he didn't tell the old man about what the horse dealer had said.

In case there is too much talking, Lao Xiu can follow these clues and make up a story to fool himself.

What he wanted to know was whether Lao Xiucai himself still knew some secrets.

"I said why Xiangtengju suddenly had to close the third floor, it turned out to be like this...... The grandfather was poisoned! ”

The situation that Zhao Rang said had a great impact on Lao Xiucai.

When he saw the notice from the young Liba's hand, he was suspicious, so he reminded everyone not to be too anxious.

What he wanted was to stabilize the group of Liba first, and then get in touch with Third Master Wang through a special channel to verify whether this matter was as simple as written in the notice.

It just so happened that after Zhao Rang heard the notice, he was impatient to go to the city to pick up the work, which of course aroused the suspicion of Lao Xiucai, so there was the previous battle.

"When was the last time Third Master Wang contacted you?"

Lao Xiucai said without thinking:

"Five days ago."

Things related to Mrs. Wang, Lao Xiucai remembers them very clearly.

Zhao Rang counted the time, and the horse dealer said that when he took over the group of girls in Yangguan, it was ten days ago, and it took three days to arrive in Shangmeng from Yangguan.

And he took a long detour, and the right to give him two more days, then the day he met with Third Master Wang almost coincided with the time that Lao Xiucai said.

"What did the master tell you?"

Zhao Rang asked.

Lao Xiucai kept silent.

At the moment, he couldn't verify whether Third Master Wang was really poisoned, so he still had reservations about Zhao Rang.

Zhao Rang changed his mind and asked in another way:

"Did he tell you to keep an eye on the movements of the horse market? And there is news about the fourth prince of Lan Moguo, Anzuo? ”

Lao Xiucai's pupils shrank, and Zhao Rang knew that he had guessed correctly!

When he came back to his senses, he sighed heavily, stepped forward and picked up the wine that Yuan Kexin had poured just now, and drank it all.

People with heavy hearts have no taste for anything.

Lao Xiucai did not have the slightest evaluation of this "golden wind and jade dew".

He felt that since Zhao Rang already knew so much, there was no need for him to hide it.

After sorting out his thoughts, Lao Xiucai spoke:

"Anzuo was originally very good with the master, and it can be said that they have become friends for the New Year!"

Regardless of age, Mrs. Wang can be An Zuo's grandfather. And one is the fourth prince of the late Lan country, and the other is the leading uncle of the people in the northern realm of the late Lan dynasty. The two can get along well, but it is not easy.

"Anzo is extremely curious about the story of the grandfather wandering the rivers and lakes in the north when he was young. You are young and do not understand the minds of old people. ”

"The grandfather has no wife and no children, only three righteous sons. But after all, he is not biological, separated by a layer of belly, so many times, he is very lonely. ”

Zhao Rang understood why Mrs. Wang had to eat at the Santai on the first floor of Xiangteng Residence every day, in order to see the excitement, distract himself, and make himself less lonely.

"At first, it was probably because of Anzuo's identity, and the grandfather was still taboo about his dealings with him. But just like that, the two are as close as their grandparents! ”

Zhao Rang chimed in:

"And then the master said to him, what should he not say?"

Lao Xiucai was stunned.

He didn't expect Zhao Rang's brain to be so fast.

"You're right."

"My grandfather once talked a little more after drinking...... But it's not too much. ”

The old show's talented and thin face climbed up a layer of gloom.

"Little brother, have you heard of Hachioji Temple?"

Zhao Rang repeated it a few times, and searched his stomach again, making sure that he had no impression of it.

"My grandfather and I used to be monks at Hachioji Temple. According to the name before the vulgarity, I have to call him a senior brother! “

The Eight Kings Temple is a Buddhist sect in the northern part of Dawei that practices asceticism.

But when a believer enters this door, he must give up his worldly greed such as brocade clothes, jade food, and sleep. Only by persevering with hardship and seeking to improve the realm can we practice the method of the middle way without self.

After fifteen years of practice, Mrs. Wang took his young disciple Lao Xiucai out of the mountain and made a pilgrimage to Jiuhua Mountain in the south. In total, they had to walk more than 2,000 miles, and the two worshiped all the way

But this pilgrimage, the brothers and sisters did not complete it.

"Halfway through the walk, we're all vulgar!"

Lao Xiucai said, raising the wine glass in his hand.

Zhao Rang really didn't expect Lao Xiucai and Mrs. Wang to have such a past.

It sounds natural, but it doesn't help the situation at hand.

"Why have I never heard of this temple?"

Zhao Rang can be regarded as well-informed, and with his own status in the north, he should have heard of it.

"Because Hachioji Temple has been destroyed."

"Destroyed in the chaos of the division and rule between the north and the south of Dawei."

Lao Xiucai's eyes flashed with a moment of loneliness.

"An ascetic temple, ruined and destroyed, what can't be said about this? Could it be that Third Master Wang was worried that others would laugh at him if they knew that he had been a monk before? ”

Yuan Kexin said lightly.

"The Eight Kings Temple is indeed not a big deal, just like the little girl you said, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, and everything in the world has a certainty."

"Third Master Wang is wrong, he shouldn't tell Anzuo ......!"

"Alright, don't talk about it! What Mrs. Wang shouldn't tell Anzuo, I'd better not know! ”

Zhao Rang hurriedly interrupted Lao Xiucai's narration.

Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, and Zhao Rang still understands this truth.

Sometimes not listening to a word is just making yourself safer.

"Aren't you trying to save Third Master Wang? I don't know the ins and outs, how to save it? Could it be that you're lying to me? ”

Lao Xiucai became angry as he spoke.

The thick iron rod in front of him is about to dance.

Zhao Rang hurriedly protected Yuan Kexin behind him, for fear that this old guy would be mad, so he smashed the stick at her first.

The atmosphere in the room was tense to the extreme!

At this moment, the door was slowly pushed open.

Yuan Mingkong walked in with a relaxed face, followed by three people.