Jing Fei didn't go back to the yard where he lived temporarily, and wandered on the street for more than an hour, Shi Shiran walked towards his yard.

In the past, Guo'er had just come back from the spiritual seminary, and Zhang Lao's dinner was ready, don't look at Zhang Lao is old and alone, but he is very good at stir-frying and cooking, and his cooking skills are comparable to the chef of Zuixianlou.

Among them, the best is to make soup, stew meat, and barbecue, and eat Zhang Lao's cooked food Jing Fei often has a feeling of enjoying life.

Jing Fei's yard is in the depths of Osmanthus Alley, and there was an osmanthus tree in the depths of the alley a long time ago, and the alley was filled with a strong fragrance of osmanthus when the flowers bloomed.

In the days when the demon beasts were raging, Chengping County was breached, and a fourth-order shape-shifting demon beast took a fancy to this osmanthus tree and settled down in the alley.

Some people say that the monster beast was once born under an osmanthus tree, so it has a soft spot for the osmanthus tree, and some people say that the monster beast likes to eat the human flesh smoked by the osmanthus flower, and swears that his ancestors saw the osmanthus tree full of people, children, women, and young men.

No one knows when the osmanthus tree disappeared, but the name of Osmanthus Lane has been used to this day.

Nowadays, the alleys are devoid of the color and fragrance of flowers and trees, and the quiet walking in the alleys is a little lifeless.

The courtyard door was closed, and the door was pushed and did not move, and the door was rarely locked when he was in the past, and when he knocked on the door, there was a gentle footstep behind the door.

The door opened a crack, Guo'er's little head came out, and when he saw You Zhiming standing outside the door, his originally slightly curious little face was suddenly filled with disgust.

Guo'er looked You Zhiming up and down, glanced at You Zhiming, and said coldly:

"Old liar, old pervert, what are you doing here?"

You Zhiming smiled and bent down to put his head towards Guo'er, Guo'er took a step back vigilantly, the door closed a little, and only one eye was exposed in the crack of the door.

Without waiting for Guo'er to speak, You Zhiming whispered:

"The old man wants to invite the girl to take a trip to her dream. ”

Guo'er's eyes widened when she heard this, and she carefully glanced at the obscene-looking old man outside the door again, and asked in disbelief with a frowning willow eyebrows:

"Poetry daughter?"

You Zhiming said with a smile:

"Do you want to know where Chen Jinghuadie ended up?"

Guo'er's tightly knit eyebrows slowly stretched, and finally as her squinted eyes turned into ripples in the clear stream, the expression on her little face seemed to change from late autumn to midsummer.

"Where did Chen Jing go in the end?"

"White Bone Dao Palace. ”

Guo'er opened the door and stepped out, jumped up, grabbed Jing Fei's neck with one hand, hung it on her body, and said happily:

"You're not dead. ”

Jing Fei was speechless, pinched Guo'er's pink little face and said with a smile:

"How can you speak, just looking forward to my death. ”

When this sentence is spoken, the voice has been changed to the original one.

"How can you, who will tell me the story when you die? ”

Jing Fei rolled his eyes and said:

"The value of my existence is only to tell you stories. ”

"Or else!"

As she spoke, she tugged at her goatee and dough.

"Whether your beard is real or fake, why can't you pull it off. ”

Jing Fei was in pain, reached out and patted the back of Guo'er's hand, put Guo'er on the ground and said:

"Don't pull it, it hurts, it's a real beard. ”

After saying that, he was about to enter the door, but at this time, Guo'er suddenly retreated to the door and grabbed the courtyard door to block Jing Fei's way, and the midsummer on his face unconsciously turned into a harsh winter.

Jing Fei is not clear.

"What is this?"

Guo'er shook her head slightly, and said with a look of disdain:

"Jing Fei, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. ”

"What?"

Jing Fei was a little baffled.

"Let's go, old perverts are not welcome here, the Qinglou is the place you should go. ”

After Guo'er finished speaking, she slammed the courtyard door shut.

A puff of fine dust swept up from the courtyard gate against his nose, and Jing Fei suddenly stood on the spot.

The two fought through a door for a long time, and Jing Fei finally entered the door.

In the courtyard, Zhang Jingchang sat on a chair and stared at Jing Fei with a smile, Jing Fei walked over slowly with his back and said with a smile:

"The old Taoist Brother Zhang's face is red, this is about to usher in the second spring. ”

Zhang Jingchang spat out the smoke and said:

"Guo'er, measure this kid's ability, and see if he hasn't seen him for a few months. ”

Seeing Guo'er wielding Wang Baquan and forcing over with a wicked smile, Jing Fei was about to suffer, and cast the Seven Star Steps and Phantom Steps to dodge around Zhang Jingchang left and right, and was tripped by Zhang Jingchang for half an hour, Guo'er caught up and punched Jing Fei in the eye socket.

Fortunately, the little girl is measured, and it is better to have blue eye sockets than to be blind.

After playing around for a while, it seemed to be back to before, and the worry in the hearts of several people was replaced by a burst of relief at this time.

Guo'er jumped up and brought a stool from the house for Jing Fei to make, and jumped up and sat on Zhang Jingchang's lap.

I saw Zhang Jingchang stomp the ground lightly on the soles of his forefeet, and the earth made a circle of ripples around the tips of his toes, Jing Fei looked back behind him, a faint dust belt surrounded the three of them, and the surrounding air became viscous, like a fish in the water strayed into the mud and sand, and after a while, the viscous feeling gradually receded.

This is the sound insulation method of the third-order body refiner, enclosing a space with qi and blood and momentum, unless the cultivation is too much higher than Zhang Jingchang, otherwise all the listening will not be able to hide Zhang Jingchang's insight.

Zhang Jingchang knocked on the armrest of the chair with the cigarette stick in his hand, recalled Jing Fei, who looked back, and asked:

"Tell me what's going on, according to your nature, you won't come back unless you get to the root of it. ”

Jing Fei rubbed his face fiercely with both hands, and his face changed back to its original appearance, but the white sideburns and slightly funny beard always looked a little awkward.

"I was discovered by the Temple of Sacrifice. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Jingchang suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"How?"

Zhang Jingchang asked.

"That night, you always took my stand-in to Wuweiwei, and I followed Zhao Mingde to the cave in the boning wind as agreed. ”

Zhang Jingchang nodded, these were all discussed with Jing Fei before.

Guo'er's eyes widened with a look of surprise, it turned out that Jing Fei had gone to that cave, and she couldn't help but secretly admire Jing Fei's cunning, if she hadn't thought of it.

"I stayed in the cave in the boning wind for three days, and three days later I got up at night and went to Hudong County, in the lake..."

"Wait, how did you get out of the boning wind. ”

Zhang Jingchang interrupted Jing Fei and asked, even a third-order cultivator was extremely struggling, and he couldn't figure out how Jing Fei left alone.

Jing Fei smiled slightly, and carefully took out a golden talisman from his arms.

Zhang Jingchang looked at Fu Qi carefully, his eyes showed a sudden expression, and he glanced up at Jing Fei, his face full of appreciation.

Guo'er leaned closer, stared at the talisman and asked Jing Fei what kind of talisman it was.

Jing Fei replied:

"Yuan Gang Fu, drawn to simulate the Gang Qi of a third-order Yuan Gang Realm refiner, can withstand attacks below the peak of the third order for half an hour. ”

"This talisman is six or seven hundred kun jade, and its value is similar to that of the Golden Light Array, now you are richer than Jing Xiaozi. ”

Zhang Jingchang looked down at Guo'er and said with a smile.

Zhang Jingchang is right, Jing Fei has all the eight hundred kun jade, this one Yuan Gang Fu six hundred and thirty kun jade, or the price after Liu Qingman gave the discount, now Jing Fei can only make up less than a hundred kun jade all over the body, Jing Fei is of course distressed, but he has always understood that money has to be spent after all.

"I stayed in Hudong County as a Taoist priest for a month, and only came to Chengping County last month, I deliberately changed my speech and behavior and thinking mode, and I didn't even dare to carry the blood burning needle with me, but even so, I was discovered by the Sacrifice Palace. ”

"The day before yesterday afternoon, I was having dinner at a noodle restaurant, and the killer of the temple was poisoned. ”

"Stray dogs?"

"Yes, a blind and lame yellow dog, I initially thought that I would be lucky enough to escape, but then I inquired and found that the yellow dog had been wandering in the east end of the city, and never came to the neighborhood where the noodle shop was located, because the dog's eyes and legs were injured in that bag. ”

Jing Fei said that his tone was serious and at the same time had a different taste.

Zhang Jingchang sat up slightly straight, and asked uncertainly:

"What do you mean?"

Jing Fei didn't answer, stretched out his hand and gestured on his stomach, and then glanced in the direction of Linxi Town.

Zhang Jingchang smashed the cigarette stick and fell into contemplation, but the cigarette had a fishy smell, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't know when the smoke pot was filled with sand by the fruit.

Guo'er pouted, obviously dissatisfied with the two of them playing dumb riddles.

Zhang Jingchang smiled and twisted Guo'er's ears without saying anything, and Jing Fei was also silent.

Then Jing Fei told the specific process of the killer of the Sacrifice Palace, Zhang Jingchang and Guo'er were amazed, and the other applauded.

In fact, Zhang Jingchang noticed it as soon as the fight started yesterday, but at that time, the practice of qi was at a critical point, and when he arrived at the scene of the fight, there was nothing else except the broken walls and the potholed ground, and asked the people around him to learn that it was the Shenhu Mansion and the county lieutenant who were rounding up a murderer, but they didn't expect that they were rounding up the killer of the Sacrifice Palace.

In the past, he had only heard that the killer of the Sacrifice Hall had successfully assassinated a monk of a higher order, but now he was designed to be killed by a monk one order lower than himself, which was really ironic, Zhang Jingchang sighed in his heart.

After telling the cause and effect, Jing Fei quietly left after dinner, according to the information he collected, the death of the Sacrifice Hall Killer in the mission will soon have someone else to fill the vacancy, and rearrange the plan until the mission is completed or after the three shots.

The next assassination will be even more dangerous, Jing Fei shouldn't have come back, but he can't tell himself, maybe it's to say goodbye for the last time.

Out of Osmanthus Lane all the way to the north, in the crowd, in the lights, the back of the rickets is extremely lonely.