After entering autumn, the weather in Nan'an Castle finally began to get cooler, and at the same time, because the ocean also entered a storm period, it began to rain at the end of the three days.

Luo Mingsheng looked up at the thick clouds and fine rain in the sky, tightened the poncho on his body, he walked on the street, and the pedestrians on the street were in a hurry with their hats and coats and ponchos.

Such a rainy day is the most comfortable only to hurry back home, change into dry clothes, and then drink a glass of warm rice wine, who wants to go out in such weather?

Luo Mingsheng's official boots stepped on the protruding bluestone next to the street, for fear of staining the new boots with too much rain, and the buns next to the street were spread out, and the thick white mist was filled, bringing a little warmth to this cold rainy day.

Luo Mingsheng suddenly wanted to buy a few steamed buns, so he stood in front of the shop and paid for the steamed buns! Behind him, on the second floor of a teahouse, there was a pair of eyes staring at him.

After Luo Mingsheng finished paying, he turned around and looked up at the second floor of the teahouse, saw the person, raised his hand to say hello, and then walked into the teahouse opposite.

Handing over the poncho to the guy in the teahouse, Luo Mingsheng walked into the private room on the second floor with the warm bun in the paper bag, and said to the fat man sitting by the window inside: "Come on, it's just out of the cage." ”

The fat man also reached out and grabbed one and put it in his mouth to chew, and said vaguely while eating: "I drank tea here all morning, and the intestine oil was scraped clean, why did you come now?"

This fat man turned out to be Guan Shanhai, the deputy head of the inner mansion of the Dingnan Palace, and he was still staying in Nan'an City! No one could have imagined that he would meet Luo Mingsheng in the teahouse.

Luo Mingsheng seemed to have long understood the virtue of Guan Shanhai, put the bun on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

Hot buns and hot tea are a good meal, the two of them didn't speak, they wiped out the buns like a whirlwind, and drank another pot of tea! Guan Shanhai wiped his mouth and leaned back, expressing his satisfaction.

"The news doesn't seem good lately!" he said, picking up a toothpick and picking up his teeth.

Luo Mingsheng put down the teacup in his hand, wiped his hands with a hand towel and said, "How can there be good news one day! Your little prince heard that it is okay and is cultivating in the South China Sea, is this also true? What kind of good news?"

"I don't even know if this news is true! What kind of good news can it be?" Guan Shanhai spit out the toothpick with a "phew".

"Then you should tell me the truth, is your little prince able to cultivate?" Luo Mingsheng said.

"How can I prove to you this, he really can't cultivate, you and I are both monks, you should be able to see it, I also observed his spiritual root at the beginning, it's really good, but it's a pity that it's an anti-spiritual root!

Luo Mingsheng muttered: "In this way, the matter of the prince cultivating in the South China Sea is likely to be fake, maybe what kind of conspiracy is this? You look at the current situation, the attitude of King Dingnan will really make some people very uncomfortable." ”

"Let's check the source of the news first!" Guan Shanhai said: "Speaking of which, Shen Tuhu has been transferred back, the situation in Nan'an should be a little more stable, why is there news that Concubine Shu is a fake pregnancy?"

"Our Majesty!" Luo Mingsheng sighed, his voice was very low, how dare this kind of royal family dare to say so loudly!

"Last time Pei Guogong entered the court for the first time, His Majesty the Emperor was very helpless, and Pei Guogong actually brought a person, you don't know who it is?"

Guan Shanhai leaned forward and said, "You said that Li Jinglong is called San Lang?!"

"That's right, but no one is stupid, just Li Jinglong is rumored to be the son of King Ping who was lost among the people! Tell me, King Ping's matter has just calmed down. I don't know what Pei Gong thinks?"

"In my opinion, none of you princes are fuel-efficient lamps! Your Majesty is afraid that it is really difficult to do, isn't it just for him to leave a queen for the royal family?"

"These things are not for us to take care of as courtiers, I heard that Dajin actually filmed a lot of people this time, we don't hurry up to determine the whereabouts of the prince, and it won't be so easy for you to go back when the time comes. ”

For Luo Mingsheng's words, Guan Shanhai was suddenly a little irritable, but when he thought about it, he didn't play Dingnan City in the end, and he couldn't help but wilt again.

"I'll give you the exact news of those people in Dajin, the real situation of your cultivation in the South China Sea for my son, how can we be counted, to be honest, I really can't stay here. ”

Luo Mingsheng reminded: "The main thing is that swordsman!"

Guan Shanhai said: "Don't worry, I've really met that person a few times, and I'm relatively familiar with him." ”

Guan Shanhai, who returned to the post house, looked at the shabby room, and couldn't help but sigh, he was assigned to Nantang, and he didn't know what he thought when he was on the webpage?

He thought back to today's meeting with Luo Mingsheng, the commander of Qianniuwei, and finally couldn't help but think of what he said, yes, he did meet that swordsman a few times, and it was all because that guy always followed the little prince's side.

Accustomed to the bright nightlife, Guan Shanhai is very unaccustomed to this kind of puritanical life in the Southern Tang Dynasty, he still wants to go outside, but he has no money in his pocket.

He can endure it without money, and he has enough means to get money, but at present, his status in Nantang is too special to show his head outside.

So Guan Shanhai sighed, and after preparing to eat dinner, he went to sleep, his cultivation had been stuck at a certain point for many years, and it was not interesting to meditate and cultivate.

The drizzle was still falling, and sleeping in this weather was indeed the best way! But Guan Shanhai couldn't sleep now, and for the first time he felt the discomfort of being restless.

The discomfort was like being pointed at by a sharp needle all over his body, and the slightest movement would sting, which made him very unhappy with the person sitting in the chair opposite.

"Can't you take all those sword intents? If you even doubt me, don't come to me, if Lao Tzu could know the whereabouts of the point, he wouldn't have to spend it in this ghost place a long time ago. ”

"I want news. Glancing at Guan Shanhai coldly, Fang Yue's mouth spit out four words, he was very irritable now, it was not a short time to investigate the disappearance of Sedum, but he always felt that there was a layer of thick fog, which made him very unhappy.

When Fang Yue was cultivating in the Sword Forest, he got the news that Sedum had disappeared in the Southern Tang Dynasty, so he disappeared without saying a word!

Guan Shanhai stayed here and was discovered by him, so he contacted him after observing for many days, but none of the news about Sedum was accurate.

"I said Fang Yue Fang Daxia, I don't know more than you, you care if I want news, what can I give you? His Royal Highness's cultivation in the South China Sea came from Cao Guogong's side, you have also looked for him if you want to come, that Cao Lanhua is the key, if you have the ability, don't you just find that woman directly?"

"I don't deal with women!" Fang Yue said.

Guan Shanhai said disdainfully: "It's not a shame to have no ability to deal with women, why do you have to say it so righteously? To be honest, not finding that woman is the key, right?"

Fang Yue didn't say a word, but the sword intent outside his body was even stronger, he was still carrying his broken sword at the moment, but the other Zhiyuan sword was not on him.

"Okay, okay! I said the wrong thing, I'll help you look around for Cao Lanhua, don't use that sword intent to stimulate me, okay?"

The sword intent on Fang Yue's body slowly withdrew a lot, it wasn't that he had to reveal such a strong sword intent, but that he couldn't control it now.

"Have you heard of He Wujian of the South China Sea Crazy Sword Stream?" he asked suddenly.

"He Wuji!?" Guan Shanhai looked at him in surprise, and after a while, he shook his head and said: "It seems that you really know no less than me, the South China Sea Crazy Sword Stream still belongs to the South China Sea Sect! ”

"I want to find He Wuji!" Fang Yue didn't say much, but what he said was what he had to do, such as he needed to get the exact news of He Wuji, where he was, what was his current state, how to find him, and so on.

Guan Shanhai rubbed his fat chin and said, "Don't worry, I'll notify you as soon as I have news, it's always okay, right?"

Fang Yue nodded and stood up, he was about to leave, but Guan Shanhai stopped him, and finally told him some information, such as the status of the Immortal Machine Province in the Southern Tang Immortal Cultivation Realm, the importance of a person who was already relatively secret, this person was called Lin Jue!

In the end, it is better not to come to the mountains and seas in the high-level Fang Yue, his identity is still the swordsman of the Great Jin, and this is the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Of course, Fang Yue didn't mean to come to Hu Lai, what he did was only for Sedum, not even for the King of Dingnan, he needed information about Sedum's safety, as long as he could get this news, he would leave Nantang.

But at present, because he is not able to get the news that reassures him, he is very unhappy, so is he going to do something? I am afraid that he himself will not be able to control it.

At night, under the drizzle, Fang Yue took a straw hat and a cloak to the Taichang Temple outside the palace, he stood on the street outside the Taichang Temple and stared at the black gate and black eaves yamen, and his body did not move.

But soon, the gate of Taichang Temple was opened, and a man in black walked out, standing at the door and staring at him, he could feel that this person's cultivation was not shallow, and even had an unfathomable feeling.

"Lin Jue!" Fang Yuekai said, these two words with an inquiring tone.

"Who is Your Excellency?What are you looking for someone Lin?" Lin Jue was even more cautious at the moment, Fang Yue's body was like a black hole, but it contained a piercing sword intent, this person's sword path was very terrifying, it must be a sword cultivator!

There are only a few registered sword cultivators in the Immortal Machinery Province in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and none of them have such a deep sword intent, which shows that this person is not a person from the Southern Tang Dynasty!

"Are you a swordsman from the Great Jin?" Lin Jue asked in a deep voice.

"I'm here to ask you someone!" Fang Yue's voice was faint, but there was no extra nonsense.