The Gongsun tree in front of the Lianhua Temple, the leaves fall as before.

After sending the guests to the temple gate, he turned back and said to the yellow-eyed monk in front of the tree: "Mr. Zuo has left." ”

The yellow-eyed monk didn't turn around, but only waved his hand at Po Yan, indicating that he already knew.

Po Yi hesitated slightly, but he still took a few steps forward boldly, stood still behind his master, and asked, "Master, is Mr. Zuo going to ask Master to intercede with Chu Feng for him?"

The yellow-eyed monk was not as angry as his disciple was worried, but turned his face and half-asked, "You know too?"

He let out a "hmm" and said, "When the disciple serves tea, he has no intention of hearing a thing or two. ”

"yes. The Huangmei monk smiled and said, "Sect Master Zuo entrusted the master to tell Chu Feng that his Eastern Sect intends to give up the Sword Lake Palace. A month ago, the Boundless Sword was in danger of being wiped out, and thanks to the Northern Sect attracting the Duan clan here, the Boundless Sword passed this difficulty......"

Po Yi frowned, and said, "In the next time the three sects are compared, the two sects of the Infinite Sword East and West, is there anyone who is Chu Feng's opponent?"

The yellow-eyed monk smiled and said, "Then according to what you mean, don't you let the teacher say it to Chu Feng?"

"Then ......" Po replied casually, but when the words came to his mouth, he was a little entangled, and tried to ask, "Has the master already promised him?" Of course, this "he" refers to Zuo Zimu, if the Huangmei monk agrees, it will not be easy to do.

The yellow-eyed monk heard the disciple's question, and suddenly laughed. But he didn't speak, but sighed in his heart: "Just like the past few years, how can a poor monk make mistakes again and again!"

He didn't know what his master was thinking, and he was a little confused by his old man's laughter, looked at the sun that was approaching the middle of the sky, and said, "Master, there is nothing else to do for the time being, the disciple will go to do some vegetarian fasting." ”

The yellow-eyed monk smiled and nodded.

Before the words fell, there was a sudden neighing of horses in the backyard. He could hear it as the voice of the Black Rose. He said to the master, "It seems that even this horse is hungry." After a month, Po Yi and the big dark horse of the "boarding" Lianhua Temple also became familiar with it.

The yellow-eyed monk's heart flickered, turned around, and looked at the temple gate.

Knock on the knocker. Ding.

The neighing of horses behind the temple resumed.

Broken looked into the backyard. I looked at Master. Looking at the temple gate again, he was overjoyed and said, "Isn't it Chu Feng that they are back......

Break the anger and open the temple door.

Outside the door, a long-bearded Xiushi said with a smile: "Master Broken Anger." "It is Zhu Danchen, the fourth of the four people who fishermen and woodsmen.

"Zhu Shizhu is rare, and he is shallow in breaking his anger. How can you be worthy of the donor's voice 'Master'. With a smile on his face, he changed out to look very professional, and saluted Zhu Danchen with his hands folded.

Zhu Danchen didn't argue with him about the title, he replied and asked, "Are you Master Huangmei here?" Before the words fell, he saw that the figure of the Huangmei monk had appeared behind him.

The two greeted each other without mentioning it.

Zhu Danchen took out a letter directly from his arms, handed it to the Huangmei monk, and said, "It's a letter from Gongzi Chu." Thinking of the two wicked people who touched Duan Zhengchun that night, Zhu Danchen was still a little furious in his heart, and he was even more grateful to Chu Feng.

The yellow-eyed monk took the letter and opened it directly. The letter was very brief, and it was a brief talk about Wanhui Building, which was the hand of Penglai, Shandong.

Zhu Danchen handed over a pair of thorns from his sleeve again, and did not speak. The yellow-eyed monk didn't ask, and he knew that this was the blade of the Du Lingzi mentioned in the letter.

Zhu Danchen then explained a little bit about the details of Penglai's stealing of Qingcheng martial arts that were not detailed in Chu Fengxin, and at the end, he concluded: "The Penglai faction hid in Luoyang and refused to leave the city. ”

The yellow-eyed monk recited the "Penglai faction" twice in his mouth, and suddenly asked, "Is Chu Feng still in Luoyang now?"

Zhu Danchen thought for a while and replied, "It should be so." "When he left Luoyang, Chu Feng should still be guarding the Penglai faction in Luoyang.

Zhu Danchen was worried about the things beside him, and when he finished explaining everything, he asked Huangmei Monk to resign: "Since the letter has been delivered, Danchen will return to the palace to return to the emperor." ”

The Huangmei monk said: "Let's have lunch in our temple." ”

Zhu Danchen arched his hand and said: "I don't dare to bother at lunch, if the master gives a bowl of tea, Danchen can't ask for it." ”

Break the anger and accuse and leave. Zhu Danchen's heart was full of entanglement when he thought of Duan Zhengchun, remembered his egg-hurting order, and thought sullenly: "How can there be an inexplicable reason for digging people's ancestral graves......"

Putting aside why Duan Er, the unspeakable filial piety of Xiaojinghu's wife, virtuous daughter, and filial piety, did not mention why Duan Er of Dali would give such a strange order, Zhu Danchen was right, Chu Feng was really still in Luoyang, even if the Luoyang Hundred Flowers Association had passed for a while, he was still in Luoyang.

Speaking of which, a few days ago, Chu Feng was also busy and faint.

In those days, there were many thrilling things. First of all, Xiao Yuanshan missed twice, and then there were three wicked people who secretly entered Luoyang; before the matter here was dealt with, I heard how Xixia and Tubo got together, and went to the capital to pray for the Empress Dowager......

There are a lot of happy things. Dali Duan Er, who was immersed in the joy of "I have another daughter", was still cheeky in Mrs. Wang's smiling gaze, and didn't know what to say, but after a few words, she laughed again; Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao listened to Chu Feng's relays at the beginning, and they were very happy for Azhu to find a biological father for a while, and then heard that Duan Zhengchun was actually a prince. The two old men, who didn't have a clear concept of the "beggar gang leader", suddenly sighed in mourning, and Aunt Qiao muttered a few words in her mouth, "How festive it is to look at the red clothes", and I don't know if Duan Er heard it.

Chu Feng looked at the Penglai disciples passing by in a group outside the window, and he was really a little depressed in his heart. He felt that he had underestimated Du Lingzi, and at the same time he had overestimated the discipline of the head of Penglai.

Luoyang Hundred Flowers Society, the beggars are the landlords, how can they protect the heroes of all parties.

Du Lingzi had two tricks with Chu Feng that day, and seeing that he didn't have the slightest chance to escape under Chu Feng, he decided very simply: he wanted to stay in Luoyang.

Looking at the posture of this big boss, it is a bit of an old death in Luoyang, the few Penglai disciples that Chu Feng saw just now went to the pawnshop. Penglai is near the sea, and most of the disciples in the door are extravagant, and when some belongings, they can cope with daily use.

If it weren't for Xue Muhua and several Shaolin monks forming a group to go to the capital with the envoys of the two countries to "watch" and pray for blessings, Chu Feng would have the heart to let Xue Muhua make a cameo appearance as a "poison doctor" to secretly destroy a group of people from the Penglai faction.

Only Mu Wanqing was accompanying Chu Feng, looking at Chu Feng's frowning brows sideways, and asked very directly and ferociously: "Penglai sent to destroy your master, why don't you and I not move, go straight to Shandong, and destroy his sect?"

"Wow, it's you!"

Before Chu Feng could answer, there was already a loud shout outside the room.

Chu Feng recognized this voice, and there was still a trace of coldness in the old man, it was Du Lingzi, the head of Penglai. (To be continued......)

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