Night.

The wind and snow are tight.

Lu Ning made an excuse to leave the Yipin Immortal Pavilion and walked through the streets of Zhu Immortal City.

Passing by the dark streets where the homeless beggars dwelled before,

The homeless beggars are all hungry and cold, and there are even many homeless beggars who are angry.

In the last four days, it has snowed heavily.

Cold.

If such cold weather continues for two more days, many people will surely freeze to death.

Lu Ning couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw the beggars staring at him with begging eyes.

He took out all the silver he had on him.

Although it cannot solve the problem fundamentally, it can solve one point at a time.

There were also strong homeless beggars who surrounded them, shouting 'Shaoxia good man' in their mouths.

Lu Ning didn't give them the money, he swept his gaze and looked at one of them, a teenager who was about two years younger than him.

The boy was unkempt and emaciated.

But his eyes were firm, standing behind the beggars, staring at Lu Ning's face instead of the broken silver in Lu Ning's hand.

"Come here!"

Lu Ning waved to the young man, and all the homeless beggars looked back.

The young man was a little timid, but under the eyes of everyone, he still swayed towards Lu Ning.

"What's your name?"

"Xu Wen." The boy pursed his lips and said.

"Remember you!"

Lu Ning nodded and handed the broken silver to the young man: "Take the broken silver, go buy steamed buns, ensure that everyone here has a steamed bun, and the rest of the broken silver, continue tomorrow, you may do it?" ”

"Yes!" Xu Wen nodded firmly.

"Believe in you!"

Lu Ning also didn't say much, put the money bag in Xu Wen's hand, turned around and walked to the other side of the street.

Xu Wen's dirty palm clutched the clean money bag tightly, and finally he made a move.

Poof!

knelt on the snow and bowed to Lu Ning's back.

Puff, puff, puff......!

Those homeless beggars learned from Xu Wen one after another, knelt in the snow, shouted 'Shaoxia good man' in their mouths, and then bowed down.

[Congratulations to the punisher for doing good for the first time and getting a collective touch, rewarding 3 points of prestige!] 】

Prestige: 54 points.

Lu Ning, who was walking away, saw that the catalogue was flickering.

Raising his eyebrows and glancing, his eyes were slightly condensed.

Unexpectedly, he actually gained 3 points of prestige for a good deed?

His consciousness swept away, and when he saw Xu Wen leading people to kneel down to him, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly and walked out of the street quickly.

That Xu Wen did not break his promise, and saw Lu Ning leave.

He got up and assured everyone, and then took the two of them with him to buy steamed buns.

After a while, the three of them carried three bags of steamed buns back to the street.

One steamed bun per person.

……

Besides, Lu Ning, after leaving the dark street.

After a little inquiry, I knew the location of King Yue's Mansion.

He went to King Yue's Mansion for nothing else, just to know if the white-clothed and silver-masked man was Yue Xiao.

The middle section of Yue Wang Street.

A rather large mansion with two large stone lions sitting in front of the mansion, covered in snow.

Lu Ning didn't come closer, standing in a dark corner, his divine sense enveloping King Yue's Mansion little by little.

What surprised him was that there was no caretaker in the palace of King Dayue, and there were no subordinates.

There are a total of eight maids and men.

Then there is Yue Xiao.

Yue Xiao sat in the study, holding a teacup in one hand and looking at books in the other.

As if he felt something, he raised his head, and his divine consciousness opened up in an instant.

"Who's spying on King Yue's Mansion?"

Yue Xiao's eyebrows flashed coldly, and he put down the teacup in his hand.

His cold voice was contained in his divine sense, and it was quickly transmitted.

Ordinary people can't hear it, but Lu Ning can hear it.

"Is the Divine Consciousness transmitting?"

Lu Ning frowned slightly, he didn't know how to transmit sounds.

He immediately put away his consciousness and turned to leave.

In terms of breath, Yue Xiao's breath is very similar to the white-clothed mask last night, but the only thing is that his eyes are different.

He couldn't help but think of what Gu Wushuang said when he left Zhu Xiancheng last time.

Don't say it's just suspicion, even if you see a side face, you can't arrest someone without conclusive evidence.

However, Lu Ning had already decided in his heart that the white-clothed masked man was most likely Yue Xiao.

His suspicions are not without a little basis, Yue Xiao, as the grandson of King Yue, although he enjoys the treatment of the prince, there is no one in the mansion, which shows that Yue Xiao does not care about the identity of the prince at all.

Even the royal family is full of hatred.

hated Emperor Xingwu's mediocrity, and hated Emperor Mingwu's loyalty and treachery.

has been resentful for a long time, and he hopes that the Great Zhou will perish.

Of course, all this is Lu Ning's guess.

Just wait for the white-clothed masked man to reappear and uncover the latter's silver mask.

Yue Xiao in the study, his divine sense swept past Lu Ning.

A cold color flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Lu Ning go away, he didn't get up, withdrew his divine sense and continued to read.

"Last night, the cold scorpion couldn't stop singing, and the dream was shocking, and it has been three watches."

“……”

……

In the blink of an eye, the fourteenth day of the lunar month.

Experience: 18.93 million points.

Near noon, Lu Ning and the others traveled to Wolong Mountain.

Wolong Mountain is the place where the north and south of the Great Zhou Dynasty meet, and there is no snow if you continue to the south.

Temperatures are also slightly warmer than in the north.

Since leaving Zhu Xiancheng, they had not encountered any assassinations in the last few days.

Smooth all the way.

"Wolong Mountain?" Lu Ning raised his eyebrows.

"Wolong Mountain is a thousand years ago, during the troubled times, the world's first genius Zhuge Long lived in the hermitage."

On the side, Gu Wushuang said for Lu Ning: "The Soldier Saint Zhuge of the Master's Court is similar, and he is the descendant of Zhuge Long. ”

Lu Ning nodded secretly, I don't know why when he heard 'Wolong, Zhuge ', his mind flashed over Zhuge Kongming in his previous life.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, and it doesn't have anything to do with it at all.

After putting away your thoughts.

Lu Ning glanced at Gu Wushuang and said, "In the past two days, I see that everyone has relaxed their vigilance a little bit, and I told them. ”

Gu Wushuang nodded.

"By the way, how far is Wolong Mountain from Autumn Mountain?" Lu Ning asked.

"Thirty thousand miles." Gu Wushuang said.

Hearing this, Lu Ning's brows couldn't help frowning.

He remembered that Zhou Hao said that Beijing and Zhou were about 100,000 miles away from southern Xinjiang.

It is about 40,000 miles from Jingzhou to Wolong Mountain, plus 30,000 miles, that is, 70,000 miles.

The night return city is so close to the southern Xinjiang!?

Everyone rested in Wolong City for half an hour and continued to hurry.

After passing through Wolong Mountain, in front of a Shimen village, the road was blocked.

Lu Ning frowned, and there was a group of village people in front of him, noisy and noisy, and the sound of a woman whimpering and crying.

I only heard the people in the village shouting:

"Kill this bald donkey!"

Lu Ning's consciousness swept over, and he saw clearly that among the people in the village, there was an old monk in gray clothes sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The old monk folded his hands and closed his eyes, and in front of him lay a man in his forties.

At first glance, they are from the village, with no living features.

A woman lay on top of the man and wept, apparently the wife of the deceased.

At this time, Gu Wushuang and Hu Qingcheng stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

After a while, the two came back and looked at Yang Feng and said: "My lord, there was a murder case in front of him, and the deceased was a farmer from this Shimen Village, named Shi Heizi, who said that he had a dispute with Master Huiyuan of Jinlei Temple, and Master Huiyuan beat people to death by mistake." ”

"Jinlei Temple, Master Huiyuan?" Yang Feng frowned slightly.

Jinlei Temple is one of the four major Buddhist gates, as for what Master Huiyuan has not heard.

But to be called a master, the cultivation of the Dharma must be profound.

Immediately glanced at Luo Gengyu and said, "Be vigilant." ”

Luo Gengyu nodded and asked the forbidden army to protect the two carriages.

Yang Feng took Gu Wushuang and Hu Qingcheng to the front of the village.

When the people in the village saw that it was the people of the Demon Suppression Division, they knelt on the ground one after another, begging Yang Feng to punish the old monk who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The woman who was crying and crying also raised her head and begged Yang Feng and the others.

Yang Feng frowned and looked at the old monk who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and his hands folded.

The old monk looked about sixty years old, his eyebrows were gray, and he was a little kind.

While Yang Feng was staring, the old monk opened his eyes and saluted Yang Feng.

"Demon Suppression Division Yang Feng, you are Master Huiyuan?"

"Don't dare to be, old monk Huiyuan."

"Jinlei Temple is one of the four major Buddhist gates, and above the Huizi generation is the Yuanzi generation of senior monks, I don't know who Master Huiyuan's master is?"

"Yuanding Monk, Master has passed away."

"Circle Meditation Monk?"

Yang Feng showed a look of surprise on his face, this inconspicuous-looking old monk turned out to be a disciple of Yuanding Divine Monk, one of the three major monks of Jinlei Temple.

The monk passed away ten years ago.

Something known to the whole world.

But it is not clear how many true disciples the Yuanding Divine Monk has.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed and said: "Everyone in the world knows that the magic power of the Yuanding Divine Monk is the Five Tricks of Jinyang Thunder. ”

Huiyuan smiled bitterly, he knew that Yang Feng was suspicious of his identity.

Immediately wave your palm.

Sizzle.

The golden light and thunder in front of him shone brightly, and in an instant, three dazzling golden yang thunders appeared in everyone's eyes.

The so-called Golden Yang Thunder is a magical skill like the Golden Thunder and Lightning.

The five tricks of Jinyang Thunder, cultivating to the peak are the five Jinyang Thunder.

The Huiyuan in front of him has cultivated three Golden Yang Thunders, and he can indeed be regarded as a master, and he is a third-grade cultivator.

It's just that Buddhism is compassionate in their hearts, especially the Yuanding monks, who are famous in the world and have the world in mind.

This is especially true of his disciples.

How could he beat Shiheiko in Shimen Village to death because of a dispute?

Yang Feng didn't quite understand, so he asked: "Master Huiyuan is a master of Jinlei Temple, how could he kill this villager because of a verbal dispute?" ”

"Yang Jushi, is there no problem with him with your eyesight, and besides, he is just faking his death." Huiyuan smiled bitterly.

Hearing this, Yang Feng frowned.

His attention was on Huiyuan, but he didn't pay close attention to Ishikuroko.

If you look closely, you can see that there are black spots at the base of the hairs of the shinoshi, and the blood vessels under the cortex are also jet-black.

The blood in the veins carries the power of yin and evil.

The heart is still moving, and it is not an external force intervention, which means that the person is still alive.

Yang Feng quickly put away his divine sense, looked at Hui Yuan and said, "He is not dead yet, why doesn't the master save him?" ”

Huiyuan smiled bitterly: "Yang Jushi doesn't know, before noon, the old monk passed by here, and happened to see this Shi Jushi returning to the village, the old monk said that he was evil, and he said that he was not evil. ”

"The old monk in line with the idea of saving people's lives and building a seventh-level floating slaughter, chased after Shi Jushi to exorcise evil spirits for him, who knew that this Shi Jushi was not only unwilling, but also angry, and quarreled with the old monk."

"The old monk saw that he was deeply evil, and he was afraid of hurting other people in the village, so he took action."

"Who knew that as soon as he made his move, this stone monk screamed 'ah', and fell to the ground and convulsed, and it became a state of suspended animation in a moment."

"This scene happened to be seen by the people in the village, who regarded it as an old monk who committed murder, surrounded the old monk, and neither let him go, nor let him exorcise evil spirits for this stone monk."

"The old monk was really helpless, so he sat here and waited for death."

Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed on Yang Feng's face, and he looked at the villagers and said, "Who saw Master Huiyuan commit murder?" ”

"Lord Hui, it's the grass people, Shi Peng!"

A dark-skinned man, in his thirties, with a very strong appearance.

Yang Feng glanced at Shi Peng: "Tell me about the situation." ”

Shi Peng immediately told the scene of Master Huiyuan slashing Shi Kuroko to death with one palm, and explained it in detail.

Yang Feng frowned, the process was simple.

Huiyuan admitted that he made a move, but he didn't stop Shikuro.

Shi Peng's confession was that Huiyuan flickered with a palm of golden thunder and hacked Shi Heizi to death.

There must be a golden thunder flicker, but Shi Peng is an ordinary person after all, and it is reasonable not to see it clearly.

Because there was indeed no sign of attack on Ishiroko's body.

After understanding it clearly, it is tentatively determined to be the fainting of the evil in the Ishiko.

Yang Feng squatted down and used the true yuan to swim in Ishi's body to exorcise evil spirits.

In a few moments, Ishikuroko opened her eyes, and there was a look of confusion in her eyes.

He sat up, looked at Huiyuan, and then at Yang Feng.

At this moment, his wife threw herself into Ishiguroko's arms.

Ishiguroko scratched her head with a depressed look on her face.

He remembered chasing a hare in Wolong Mountain, and the hare rushed into a cave and ...... He caught the rabbit.

And then I can't remember.

Shi Peng asked, and Shi Heizi shook his head in a daze, saying that he had never seen Master Huiyuan.

A misunderstanding was resolved.

Instead, Huiyuan asked, "Shi Jushi, what seals are there in the cave you said?" ”

Ishiheiko shook his head: "I haven't seen any seals, but Wolong Mountain was called Sealed Demon Mountain thousands of years ago." ”

"There's a story."

Hearing this, Huiyuan, Yang Feng and others became curious.

That Shi Peng took over and said: "There is a legend that there is a monster sealed by Zhu Xian's predecessors in the mountain, and a thousand years ago, there was a strange thing, that is, the people in the village lost a lot, and they couldn't find the reason. ”

"Later, there was a Wolong real person who came here and lived in seclusion on this mountain, and since then, the Sealing Demon Mountain has been renamed Wolong Mountain."

"Since then, for thousands of years, there has never been a strange thing in Shimen Village."

"As for the monsters in the cave on Wolong Mountain, the old people have passed it on by word of mouth, but no one has ever seen that monster, I don't know if there is a real one."

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, it was the first time that Wolong Mountain was called Fengmo Mountain thousands of years ago.

As for Zhu Xian's predecessors, they are immortals among the people, and they have many magical stories.

Zhu Xian's predecessors sealed the demon, which is not an uncommon thing.

"If Yang Jushi is not in a hurry, he should follow the old monk to the cave to see if there are any monsters to do."

Master Huiyuan suggested.

After all, that Ishikuro is really evil, maybe there is really some sealing monster.

Yang Feng glanced back at Lu Ning and the others.

With Lu Ning alone, he can also protect Concubine Qi.

"Master Huiyuan, wait a moment!"

As he spoke, Yang Feng walked quickly to the luxury carriage and whispered softly to the carriage.

He told Concubine Qi about the evil in the stone and the sealing of the monster in Wolong Mountain.

"Deputy Secretary Yang, since you have encountered it, let's help the villagers take a look, but quickly!"

"Thank you for your understanding, Wechen will go back when he goes."

Yang Feng nodded, and took Gu Wushuang, Hu Qingcheng, and three hundred households together.

With Master Huiyuan.

Under the guidance of Shi Heizi, Shi Peng and others, he walked quickly towards Wolong Mountain.

Lu Ning sat in the carriage and frowned slightly.

Urging the Qi Technique, staring at the top of everyone's heads.

……

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There's one more chapter in the party!

(End of chapter)