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said: "If you know where the owner of the flower village has gone, this matter will be solved." ”

Yue Hai thought about it for a long time, and he didn't have any useful clues, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

Feng Feng thought about the scene of the master's departure again, and said a word at the moment when the master turned around after explaining the matter, because the rain was falling at the moment, and there was thunder, so that sentence could not be heard clearly, but vaguely remembered two words, this word is the last two words of the whole sentence, Hualou.

"If you want to talk about the location, I think of a place name, that is, Hualou. ”

Flower Building?

The white-clothed Langjun has hardly heard of such a place, where the existing buildings are called Hualou. It stumped him. I have heard of the smoke and rain building, the wind building, and the cuixiang pavilion, but I have never heard of a place called the flower building. Where is this? If you want to say that this name should be quite fashionable new words, since it is fashionable, it is inseparable from the capital Chang'an.

I want to say: "Such a conspicuous name shows that it is inseparable from Chang'an." ”

Yue Hai thought for a while and said, "I hope so. As long as this flower building can be found, the whereabouts of the master will be half clear. In this case, presumably Bai Gongzi must have gone to Chang'an?"

"Yes, looking for the poison saint, I followed a clue to this place. Chang'an is more than 1,000 miles away, and going to Chang'an is also a way. ”

"Then I, Yue someone, wish you a smooth journey and hear your good news as soon as possible. ”

Bid farewell to Yue Hai Fengfeng and went straight to Chang'an City.

Chang'an is still prosperous, and after walking for many days, it finally arrived smoothly. When I came to the door of a small hotel, Xiao Er had already gone out to greet him and said, "Objective, please inside, how many?" Xiao Er asked, because there were several people behind Lang Jun in white, and men and women were talking and laughing. The white-clothed Langjun didn't look at the back and said, "It's just me." ”

"Okay, please inside. ”

There are not many people in the hotel, there are more than 20 people, and they are all dressed as martial arts people, and each table is full of swords, guns and weapons. With so many people gathered in Chang'an, it seems that something must be going on in the capital.

Xiao Er wiped the table and said, "Objective, what to eat?"

The white-clothed gentleman doesn't like to be extravagant and wasteful, so he wants ordinary home-cooked food. Xiao Er quickly reported to the shopkeeper, who was very dissatisfied with the usual meal ordered by the guest, so he came over and scolded him to leave. After seeing the white-clothed Langjun, the original cannibalistic expression immediately turned 360 degrees sharply, and greeted him with a smile.

This kind of performance, the white-clothed Langjun was puzzled, what made him so moody? Could it be that he knew me? Yes, this is the reason, otherwise, I can't parse his expression. Yes, the white-clothed gentleman guessed correctly. Judging by the clothes, it should be the owner of this shop.

The shopkeeper said with a hippie smile: "That gust of wind has blown the master here, rare customers, Yibao, hurry up and serve tea, Longjing." ”

Xiao Er ran like crazy, afraid that he would be unhappy if he poured tea late.

The white-clothed Langjun was very ignorant of the boss's performance and said, "Boss, have we met?"

The boss is still smiling respectfully, just like the Tang Emperor is coming. said: "Ye is really a noble man who forgets things." Do you still remember the **** walking with the prince?" Seeing that the white-clothed Langjun was still thinking about saying: "Just a month ago, you walked through here, and I just saw it." ”

If you want to say that there is such a thing as walking with that person, if you want to say that that person is the prince, I didn't think of this layer.

said: "Boss, you misunderstood, we just met, really." ”

Where did the boss believe it, so he almost said: "Don't push away the relationship with the prince, don't worry, I won't tell others." ”

The white-clothed Langjun clarified again, but the shopkeeper just didn't believe it. After a while, Xiao Er poured wine after arranging a number of dishes one by one. There are five dishes, including fried shredded potatoes, stewed Wang Ba, squid with fire, carp with sauerkraut, and a dish of vegetable oil and spicy seeds.

The shopkeeper picked up his glass and said, "Master, let's do one." ”

The white-clothed Langjun was helpless, so he had to pick up the wine glass and say: "It's better to be respectful, come, do one." ”

"Big brother, the person we met today is so strange, it seems that he hasn't taken a bath for a hundred years, and it's dark. ”

There were six people sitting at the table beside him, they had eaten and drunk enough, and the sound came from the mouth of a young man.

"What do you care about those guys, there are a lot of people like that this year. ”

"But he kept saying that he was a monk in the Hidden Mountain, and you think, could he be an ordinary man? ”

Hearing the words of the Hidden Mountain Monk, the white-clothed Langjun immediately walked over and asked, "Excuse me, where did you see this person?"

After the six people looked at the white-clothed Lang Jun, one of them said, "It's on the east street of this street." ”

The white-clothed Langjun thanked the people and left quickly. Because, these days of hard work in the search for the hermit mountain dwellers finally found the trace. But how did he come to be like that? Is it that these people are mistaken, whether or not, find someone and talk about it. If it is true, depending on the situation, the Hidden Mountain Layman has gone crazy.

The shopkeeper didn't even say hello when he saw that Langjun in white was leaving, it seemed that this matter was very important to him.

At first, we thought that the Hidden Mountain Monk had been killed, and now, the silver bell has been reappeared, which means that the Hidden Mountain Monk has not been killed, and he is alive and unharmed.

You won't find anything along the streets, so you can only look carefully in the alleys one by one. When I walked into a narrow alley, I found traces of blood, and gently touched the blood on the ground with my hand, and then sniffed it in front of my nose, judging that the blood was fresh according to the smell of blood. Immediately, I followed the bloodstains and walked a long way, which was a kilometer, because it was a road to turn left and right, if it was calculated in a straight line, it would be four or five hundred meters.

Gradually, there was a loud noise. There were four or five people listening to the voice, and each of them shouted in a vicious tone: "I'll let you run, if you don't pay attention, he really wants to slip away." Get up and walk quickly, or break one of your legs. ”

What's going on, no matter how martial arts the Hidden Mountain Monk is, it is impossible for such a few guys to call around, could it be that he got the wrong object? However, what is going on with this silver bell, thinking of the silver bell, the white-clothed Langjun feels that the person here must be the Hidden Mountain Monk, but it is already tortured. Thinking of this, he walked up decisively.