Like a male lion chained, Lian Qing roared in a low voice, revealing two rows of giant teeth, and its sharp claws rubbed gently on the ground, as if it could break free at any time.

He didn't like the Dragon King in the first place, and then he was even more angry, "Take back your words." He said, clenching his hands into fists and his knuckles rattling.

Gu Shenwei stared at the old monk Fa Chong persistently, refused to respond to Lianqing's request, and ignored Shangguan Ru's various hints, he believed that profit is the only common rule in this world, and the monks could not be completely detached, and the monks took the initiative to "help" him again and again, which was healing and passing on the merits, and there must be a purpose behind it.

Fa Chong seemed to feel the dragon king's gaze, slowly opened his eyes, and said to Lian Qing beside him: "The dragon king has nothing to say back, why should the nephew be impatient?"

"What?" said the Dragon King...... He slandered the four Quarants ......"

"I heard it, and it was nothing more than speculation, and it wasn't entirely false. ”

"Uncle Shi......" Lian Qing's eyes widened in surprise, not understanding what Fa Chong's words meant.

Shangguan Ru didn't understand either, "Isn't it completely untrue?" Zen master ...... It is impossible, the death of the envoy of the Central Plains has nothing to do with the Four Noble Truths. ”

Fa Chong showed a string of beads held in the palm of his hand and asked, "What is this?"

There was no specific object to his question, but it was too simple, and Lian Qing replied honestly: "Rosary." ”

"Or what?"

Lian Qing was stunned, scratched her forehead, and smiled embarrassedly, "Uncle Shi knows that I am not good at such things. ”

"It's still a bunch of wood. Shangguan said.

"Or what?" Fa Chong continued with the same question.

"A string of money. Gu Shenwei said, wanting to see what the old monk's intentions were.

Lian Qing involuntarily returned to the identity of the robber, looking at the rosary wrapped around the arm of the uncle, thinking that this string of beads seems to be made of sandalwood, uniform size, uniform color, may not be worth too much money, but it can also be sold at a price, in short, it is not a waste, thinking about this, busy with self-blame, can't help but complain about the dragon king, he has not been there for a long time, he has been born several times to break the heart of the ring.

"It's also a weapon for killing. The voice of the disciple at the door was stiff and stiff, full of disdain, "With the skill of a monk, with a flick of his fingers, one hundred and eight beads are enough to kill one hundred and eight people." ”

"Zen masters don't kill people. Shangguan Ru retorted in front of Lianqing.

"Whether to kill or not to kill is all in his thoughts, but no one can control him. "The disciples of the proud building don't believe in the Buddhism.

Gu Shen stopped the argument in advance and asked, "What does the monk want to say?"

"The same thing has a different image in the eyes of different people, and the same is true of what the Dragon King said, you said that the Four Fur Garan benefited from the death of the envoy of the Central Plains, which is true, but the power in the eyes of the Dragon King is the so-called mercy of the old man and the monks. Pudu sentient beings can't just rely on a few monks to persuade them, and the Buddha still wants to use the power of the emperor to influence the world, let alone my generation?"

"It's a mystery. The disciple of the proud building commented, these four words came out of his mouth, producing a certain self-deprecating effect, "Did the Central Plains envoys hire people to kill them? Or did the monks know in advance? Is there a different way of saying it?"

In front of the monks, the disciples of the proud building seemed to be a little uncontrollable, and their words were so straightforward that they did not have a bit of "Peng Xianren" style, and the wild horses looked a little dazed, but Gu Shenwei admired the current thin old man more.

"There's only one way to say that. In contrast, Fa Chong was much calmer, "but the opinion depends on the Dragon King. ”

The monk still didn't answer directly, and Gu Shenwei also refused to say his "opinion".

Shangguan Ru suddenly spoke, "Is the Dragon King sure that the assassin is an apprentice killer?"

"It's like. ”

"Then let me tell you, not all of the killer apprentices in Jinpeng Castle are in the Kun Society. ”

"Where are you?"

Shangguan Ru kept his mouth shut.

Gu Shenwei suddenly realized in her heart that the information she provided was actually very simple, she could have said it at the beginning, but it was delayed until the end, and only one person could make her so hesitant.

Gu Shenwei nodded slightly to Fa Chong, and said to Shangguan Ru: "Excuse me, say goodbye." ”

"I don't send it. The atmosphere was a little frozen, and Shangguan Ru didn't even watch the Dragon King leave.

Lian Qing was puzzled by such an ending, "The Dragon King is leaving, and he hasn't asked anything? What a strange guy, Uncle Shi......"

Lian Qing was even more confused, and Fa Chong, a senior monk who had always been serious and calm, actually showed a trace of frustration.

In the streets and alleys outside the Kunshe, hundreds of guards were waiting for the Dragon King, and a little outside, crowded with enthusiastic residents, as soon as the Dragon King appeared, it caused a boil.

Gu Shenwei knew that this kind of scene would become the norm in the future, unless he changed his face or returned to the night, he would never be able to hide in the crowd again, for a king, this was a huge success, for a killer, this was a shameful failure.

There is some truth in Fayan's metaphor here.

The guards nervously opened the way, Gu Shenwei calmly accepted the cheers of the crowd, but the Mustang and the disciples of the proud building did not like it very much, put on the hood on the cloak, and consciously kept their distance from the dragon king.

Returning to the stronghold in Nancheng, the disciple of the proud building jumped off his horse, grabbed the reins of the dragon king, and asked, "Do you believe the monk's nonsense?"

There were guards on the left and right, and the rude tone and demeanor of the thin old man caused many people to be dissatisfied, Gu Shenwei looked down at him, "My attitude towards nonsense, you know very well." ”

Anger flashed in the eyes of the proud building disciple, of course he remembered how the dragon king killed the dwarf Peng Immortal.

Chu Nanping walked over, holding a sword in one hand and holding the other hand in front of his chest, making forbidden movements.

The disciple of Proud Lou let go of the reins, took two steps back, and turned his angry gaze to Chu Nanping, this person is the biggest betrayer of Proud Building, even more hateful than the Dragon King.

Chu Nanping looked at him, and there seemed to be a trace of coldness in his handsome eyes.

Gu Shenwei returned to the room, immediately summoned Xu Xiaoyi, and ordered to collect the information of the Four Noble Truths, he really didn't believe in "ghost words", no matter who these words came from.

Xu Xiaoyi was deeply surprised by this order, and couldn't help but ask: "Those monks, what should I inquire?"

"For example, the monks often go to whose homes as guests, such as their status before they become monks. ”

Xu Xiaoyi nodded, a little bit in his heart, "This is easy to inquire, I know a family, Jinpeng Fort often invites monks to the stone fort on the mountain to do things, as for the identity, I have heard since I was a child, the Four Truths Garan is the temple of the emperor, and many monks in it are kings, princes or something." ”

"I want more detailed information. ”

"Yes. Xu Xiaoyi took the order and left, trying to find a reason in his heart to keep up with the Dragon King's train of thought.

Gu Shenwei sat in the room and exercised alone, and after a few weeks, he found that he was shaking, and the exercise of removing the demon was in his body, so he couldn't turn a blind eye, the pain of the ice needles was indescribable, even if he just thought about it, Gu Shenwei felt that his body was trembling, and it was a huge temptation to remove it forever.

His Sumeru mustard true qi is still a little weak, not enough to resist the yin qi that has been cultivated in his body for many years, but Fa Chong is definitely willing to help, the old monk said very clearly, Pudu sentient beings need the help of kings, emperors pursue secular power, and monks want faith, but they are different from mortals and give rewards in advance, not after the fact.

Gu Shenwei's reason for refusal is not particularly clear, giving up his faith does not seem to have any effect on the hegemony, he is wary of himself, he is afraid that a moment of weakness will make him deviate from the path of revenge that has been determined for a while, and he is even more afraid that the demon will be eliminated, and his hatred and martial arts will also be weakened.

At the beginning of the night, Gu Shenwei cut off his thoughts and asked the guards to call a few people.

"Tonight, you will be in charge of guarding this place, all night, not on duty, but together. ”

Han Wuxian bowed down, Shangguan Hong bowed his head, both of them had no opinion, their awe of the Dragon King was at its peak.

The "Peng Immortals" composed of wild horses and the disciples of the Proud Mansion were not so easy to speak, they stayed with the Dragon King as a guarantee, guaranteeing that the Imperial Master would meet the Dragon King, and that Xiaoyuetang and the Proud Mansion had nothing to do with the death of the envoy of the Central Plains, "The Peng Immortal is not your subordinate. ”

"My orders don't just work for my subordinates. ”

The four eyes of the Peng Immortal were equally cold and arrogant, but they did not raise any more objections, but turned to Han Wuxian, and the feud between them had not yet been resolved.

Before the four-person team started to be on duty, Gu Shenwei left the stronghold, taking only one person with him.

Shangguan Fei was very surprised that he was selected, and he didn't dare to ask about the purpose of this trip, but he reminded the Dragon King: "I'm not a good killer like the Henu, I can't even compare to Chu Nanping, the Dragon King hopes that the side is safe, it's better to call another person, Tie Linglong is okay, the two of us are estimated to be about the same." ”

"Not tonight. ”

Shangguan Fei felt a little more steady, "Don't take any risks, that's great...... I mean, the Dragonlord really shouldn't be taking risks, and you're not going to be right now. ”

Not long after, the two began to sneak on the roof of Nancheng, and Shangguan Fei also closed his mouth.

Nearly three watches, they entered the northern city, and Shangguan Fei was a little flustered, because this was the territory of Jinpeng Castle, and because the route of the Dragon King was getting closer and closer to the old mansion of the Meng family.

On a roof opposite Meng's mansion, Gu Shenwei whispered, "Take me to see Mrs. Meng." ”

Although Shangguan Fei had already guessed it, he was still taken aback, "This...... This one...... Usually my mother and I meet in Nancheng, I don't know where she lives, Meng Mansion is so big......"

Think carefully and answer carefully. Gu Shenwei said, putting a little pressure on his tone.

Shangguan Fei immediately succumbed, "Oh, come to think of it, my mother told me once that she seems to live in a small courtyard on the east side of the garden, it shouldn't be difficult to find, but this is Beicheng, she should have slept ...... No problem, I'm her biological son, my mother won't care, and she has always said that she wants to see the dragon king. ”

The three-day period set by Wei Song was approaching, Jinpeng Fort was looking for assassins all over the city, Zhong Heng was probing the leakers around the Central Plains envoys, and Gu Shenwei was eyeing Madame Meng.

Those killer apprentices who did not defect to the Kun Society must have been taken in by Mrs. Meng, which is why Shangguan Ru hesitated.

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