Chapter Eighty-Five: The Way Home from the Dust Meets the Mercy of the Sky

Feng Chen's appearance was very indifferent when he saw Min Tian, Feng Chen held the blunt sword in his hand, and suddenly found that it had a flash of inspiration. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Then the blunt sword was opened, a red light flashed, and all the sword qi was attached to the dragon pattern golden sword, scaring the surrounding people to flee in all directions. Some even shouted, "Devil!"

Feng Chen's relics were finally handed over to the current Zhiyuan host, and the host gathered other senior monks in Qi Shaolin to put the small wooden box escorted by Feng Chen in front of the Buddha and held a grand ceremony, and then solemnly sent the relics back to the pagoda. Feng Chen took advantage of the fact that everyone was busy with the relics entering the pagoda, retreated from the crowd, and ran to the Luohan Hall, where he had long heard that the martial arts of a senior monk in the Luohan Hall were unfathomable, and he knew the origin of all the weapons in the world.

Feng Chen pushed hard again, and the door was pushed open, and the servant girl fell to the ground. The servant girl was just about to raise her face to look, when Feng Chen slapped her on the back of the neck, and the servant girl immediately fainted again. Feng Chen dragged the woman to the tree, just put it in the tree pit, only to hear the voices of several men talking behind him, looking along the moonlight, it should be the people in the house who are inspecting the house, one of the men said: "Recently, Mrs. Lu is also strange, always getting up in the middle of the night and saying that she wants to get some fresh melons and fruits for her." Another man continued: "Yes, it is strange that the person who gave the melons and fruits is still a bald man, and every time the lady says that she wants the melons and fruits, but she does not go out of the room to get them, she just asks the maidservants around her to go to the back door to get them." Another man with a lantern pushed the two of them: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and go back to sleep after the night patrol." "A few people, you look at me, I look at you, yawned and continued to walk forward. However, Feng Chen heard the conversation between these people and understood why it was the maidservant who came out to pick melons and fruits, and took advantage of Lord Lu's absence. In fact, it is just that the lady of this Lu Mansion has a personal relationship with this Shaolin monk.

Feng Chen didn't know where to find his blunt sword, only that in an attic of the Lu Mansion that specialized in storing treasures, those weapons were piled up in one place, so naturally they should be in an inconspicuous place. Feng Chen walked along the garden path towards the south, when he suddenly heard light footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he couldn't see half a figure. Feng Chen continued to walk forward, and suddenly a young man in white blocked his way with his back to him, although he was in the deep courtyard, the sound of the two of them still echoing in the garden. Feng Chen raised his eyes and looked at it, and the back image was very high. Just about to speak to that person excitedly, I saw that the thin body turned around, a pair of deep eyes flashed on the handsome and angular face under the moonlight, and the thin lips opened slightly and said, "Why did you come to my house?" Feng Chen looked at the strange Min Tian, and didn't know what he had experienced to become what he is now, but looked at him with great sympathy, and couldn't say a word for a long time. The white-clothed young man continued: "I'm not your junior brother, I'm the son of this Lu Mansion. Feng Chen raised his eyes desolate and asked, "May I ask the son's surname." The young man in white said silently, "Lu Jiangning." Feng Chen smirked when he heard this: "Lord Lu won't let his son have such a cliché name, right?" The young man in white nodded: "Lu Fengtian is my father-in-law, and I was rescued by him many years ago." Feng Chen frowned and looked at Min Tian with a helpless and embarrassed expression. Feng Chen took Min Tian's hand: "Whether you are Lu Jiangning or Min Tian, you are my junior brother, I will not admit my mistake, you go with me quickly." ”

Lu Fengtian pushed away the sealed dust: "You go quickly! I don't think you're a bad person." So I can treat this thing today as if I didn't see it. Feng Chen frowned and asked: "You and Senior Brother go back!" Let's go back to Snow Mountain, the past thing is that I can't stand you, and from now on we don't ask about the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes. The young man in white waved his sleeves and said indifferently: "I live here very happily, and I don't have any unfulfilled wishes." Let's go!" Feng Chen tugged at Lu Jiangning's clothes and asked, "Tell me where the Treasure Pavilion is?" Lu Jiangning asked sideways: "Most of the Jianghu guests who came to Jiangning City were looking for some fragments of the Nine Dragons Cloud Map, and now I see that you are also here for this, right?" Feng Chen waved his hand and said: "I don't want any treasures, I just want to retrieve my blunt sword, a broken sword that is all rust." ”

Feng Chen pushed hard again, and the door was pushed open, and the servant girl fell to the ground. The servant girl was just about to raise her face to look, when Feng Chen slapped her on the back of the neck, and the servant girl immediately fainted again. Feng Chen dragged the woman to the tree, just put it in the tree pit, only to hear the voices of several men talking behind him, looking along the moonlight, it should be the people in the house who are inspecting the house, one of the men said: "Recently, Mrs. Lu is also strange, always getting up in the middle of the night and saying that she wants to get some fresh melons and fruits for her." Another man continued: "Yes, it is strange that the person who gave the melons and fruits is still a bald man, and every time the lady says that she wants the melons and fruits, but she does not go out of the room to get them, she just asks the maidservants around her to go to the back door to get them." Another man with a lantern pushed the two of them: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and go back to sleep after the night patrol." "A few people, you look at me, I look at you, yawned and continued to walk forward. However, Feng Chen heard the conversation between these people and understood why it was the maidservant who came out to pick melons and fruits, and took advantage of Lord Lu's absence. In fact, it is just that the lady of this Lu Mansion has a personal relationship with this Shaolin monk.

Feng Chen didn't know where to find his blunt sword, only that in an attic of the Lu Mansion that specialized in storing treasures, those weapons were piled up in one place, so naturally they should be in an inconspicuous place. Feng Chen walked along the garden path towards the south, when he suddenly heard light footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he couldn't see half a figure. Feng Chen continued to walk forward, and suddenly a young man in white blocked his way with his back to him, although he was in the deep courtyard, the sound of the two of them still echoing in the garden. Feng Chen raised his eyes and looked at it, and the back image was very high. Just about to speak to that person excitedly, I saw that the thin body turned around, a pair of deep eyes flashed on the handsome and angular face under the moonlight, and the thin lips opened slightly and said, "Why did you come to my house?" Feng Chen looked at the strange Min Tian, and didn't know what he had experienced to become what he is now, but looked at him with great sympathy, and couldn't say a word for a long time. The white-clothed young man continued: "I'm not your junior brother, I'm the son of this Lu Mansion. Feng Chen raised his eyes desolate and asked, "May I ask the son's surname." The young man in white said silently, "Lu Jiangning." Feng Chen smirked when he heard this: "Lord Lu won't let his son have such a cliché name, right?" The young man in white nodded: "Lu Fengtian is my father-in-law, and I was rescued by him many years ago." Feng Chen frowned and looked at Min Tian with a helpless and embarrassed expression. Feng Chen took Min Tian's hand: "Whether you are Lu Jiangning or Min Tian, you are my junior brother, I will not admit my mistake, you go with me quickly." ”

Lu Fengtian pushed away the sealed dust: "You go quickly! I don't think you're a bad person." So I can treat this thing today as if I didn't see it. Feng Chen frowned and asked: "You and Senior Brother go back!" Let's go back to Snow Mountain, the past thing is that I can't stand you, and from now on we don't ask about the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes. The young man in white waved his sleeves and said indifferently: "I live here very happily, and I don't have any unfulfilled wishes." Let's go!" Feng Chen tugged at Lu Jiangning's clothes and asked, "Tell me where the Treasure Pavilion is?" Lu Jiangning asked sideways: "Most of the Jianghu guests who came to Jiangning City were looking for some fragments of the Nine Dragons Cloud Map, and now I see that you are also here for this, right?" Feng Chen waved his hand and said: "I don't want any treasures, I just want to retrieve my blunt sword, a broken sword that is all rust." ”