Su Fu sat quietly for two more hours, Gongsun Lou just came, the two sat opposite each other, said a few gossips, and then dissected the shape of the city one by one.

"Fa Hui doesn't know where he is, but I haven't seen him. Now that the whole city is hunting for you, we are running out of time. Gongsun Lou paused, and said, "In the past few days, I have noticed a detail, when there are chariots and horses returning to the city, there will be many monks accompanying them, but I am afraid that they are all guards of the secret passage." ”

"In the evening, when the carriage and horses return to the city, we can move, and we can avoid the guards on the road. At worst, it can also relieve some stress. ”

Su Fu said: "A certain general feeling of Jinghui is like watching the fire of the entire Fahua Cave, and a single pine wave, I am afraid that I will not be fooled." If we don't wait for a certain person to go out and muddy the waters, so that Fahua will be in chaos, we will have a little chance. ”

"Even so, I will also make a contribution in the next!" Gongsun Lou said, not ambiguous, he immediately took a pen and paper, and quickly drew Su Fu's black-clothed and masked appearance that day.

Su Fu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Compared with a certain method, it is much smarter!"

His original intention was to go to the city and use the Xuan Ling to "create" a large number of black-clothed people and stir up the entire Fahua City, and it was best to alarm Jinghui and make him leave the ancient tower.

However, Xuan Lingyin is very easy to be "traced to the bottom of the matter", especially tonight, Fahua is on guard, and many virtuous monks are in the search ranks, and it is definitely not as easy as last night.

The man in black in Gongsun Lou's painting is endowed with a little spirituality by him and can act independently. I drew dozens of pictures, wiped a handful of sweat, and exhaled: "This painting has taken a lot of my strength, and I have to meditate a little bit, and the nobles are tired, so I go to arrange it everywhere, just hide it in the dark, and I can live when I cast a spell at night." ”

Su Fu took it and said: "After the carriage enters the city, it is the last batch, but I am afraid that there is no need to hide it anymore, and the trip to the outer hall is also exempted, and it is unknown to go to the secret passage." Therefore they will stir up muddy waters, and they will make it difficult for the carriage to move, and they will drag him for a while. ”

"What is your plan?"

"Nothing bothers the two masters, and so, so......, so

......

By about the end of the day, it was already dark.

The manhunt in the city, held at the same time as the puja, has affected thousands of mortals and been taken outside the city. Unfortunately, there is still no trace of the man in black.

Tonight is the last night, without gentleness, like ice blades, frozen in the air, and the eyebrows of the monks who come and go also have some inexplicable killing intentions.

Many mortals, with anxiety in their hearts, return home early to rest, and the puja becomes more and more deserted.

The sound of chariots and horses "wheeling" came from the west gate from afar, and a huge convoy of dozens of carriages followed closely in front of and behind.

Fake Songtao was waiting here, and when he saw the carriage entering the city, he immediately went to the Fahua Outer Hall. Turning a street, a group of monks came in front of him, but the leader was Changmei.

"Oh, senior brother, since you are safe and sound, why are you hiding and not seeing, I will wait to say that you have passed away!" Changmei was pleasantly surprised, and was about to give him a bear hug, but seeing his cold eyebrows, he immediately poured out his thoughts, and said unhappily, "Senior brother, you have such a dull temperament, how can you wait for the Buddha of Sanssouciac." ”

"What do you have to do with it?" Song Tao replied coldly, passing by him.

Long eyebrows narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Senior brother and the previous meeting, the voice is a little different, isn't it the wind cold?"

This is tentatively unreasonable, with Songtao's cultivation as the realm, it is naturally impossible to be infected with wind and cold.

Songtao ignored it, and he shouldn't, and walked forward. Changmei was really attracted to him and followed him closely.

......

On the other side, the carriage and horse crossed the Fourth Street and came to the mouth of a gourd alley, and the leading horse suddenly neighed and stood in place, refusing to go any further, no matter how the handle of the chariot was whipped.

"What's going on?"

A fat monk hurriedly came to the front of the car and stared coldly: "Hurry up, delay for a while, and the heads on your necks will fall to the ground!"

"Master is angry, this horse ...... Something went wrong with the horse...... It won't go......" said bitterly.

Thinking of some past events, the corner of the great monk's eyes couldn't help glancing around, cold sweat couldn't help but come out, and he immediately snatched the horsewhip and whipped it hard: "Beast, go quickly!"

The two horses did not advance but retreated, swaying to and fro, and only neighed loudly.

"Men in Black...... It's the man in black......"

At this moment, a scream piercing the heavens sounded, and the whole city was in an uproar, and it was not long before the angry cries of many monks were heard.

How did the great monk know the origin of the man in black, the anger in his heart became more and more intense, and he whipped heavily on the handle, and roared: "Teach this animal to be vivid, otherwise you will pull the cart!"

"Zen master, the villain saw the man in black coming here......"

At this time, at the mouth of the alley on the left-hand side, a column of monks suddenly appeared, and it was the long eyebrows that were led by the fake Songtao. He paced out slowly, glanced at the carriage, and said lightly: "This Zen master is everywhere, there are demons who dare to do trouble, and they are simply looking for death!"

After saying that, he waved the sleeves of his robe lightly, and a thing appeared in the void, but it was just a colorful insect, and its angry roar roared, and the majesty of the king of the jungle was fully revealed, wanting to devour the long eyebrows.

The monks exclaimed, and they didn't see how the long eyebrows moved, and the Buddha's light bloomed slightly, so that the big insect died down, and obediently lay on the ground, not daring to move.

Hidden in the shadows, the dozen or so masters who were about to make a move saw this, and fell silent again.

They didn't know that this tiger was in the shape of Fang Shan's painting technique, and even the long eyebrows and followers were all fake. The real long eyebrows are being led elsewhere by the fake Songtao.

When the leading monk saw that the horse was really quiet, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "Thank you Zen Master for your help!"

After speaking, he was about to lead the carriage to march, but Changmei stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait, just now this Zen master heard that there is a man in black here, don't you wait for the wicked person to hide?"

The monk couldn't help but be stunned, and was about to refute it, but unexpectedly, the attendant behind Changmei was already shouting and pouring up.

"Wait, who are you waiting for, dare to be so presumptuous!"

The leading monk couldn't help but shout angrily, and the monks behind him also came up to stop him.

"Who are we waiting for, what do we have to do with you, if you don't hide the man in black, why don't you let me wait to check?

"Get out!" these words angered the fat monk, and he couldn't help but push the followers who came in.

The attendant was furious and replied to him. For a while, the two parties rubbed and collided, and in the end, they actually scuffled to one place, and the scene was so lively and exciting, that many guys and handlers were dumbfounded.

These monks are all ruffians themselves, although they have learned some "killing techniques", at this moment, they have long forgotten everything, and instinctively choose hand-to-hand combat.

The fake long eyebrows were naturally so happy, and they only smiled faintly, but they didn't stop it.