"Hey." The honest middle-aged man smiled.

The waiter looked at him puzzled.

The honest middle-aged man shook his head and looked at the other four middle-aged men.

"Senior Brother Lu, is there anything weird about this?" the middle-aged man from before asked, "Let's talk about it."

"That's right, Senior Brother Lu, tell me quickly."

The honest and middle-aged Lu Chaoyang said slowly: "This holy monk has been through a lot of trouble."

"Buy Guanzi?" people wondered.

Lu Chaoyang hummed: "Did he say which senior brother or junior brother was in danger?"

"……No."

"Just one chef."

"The chef must be our senior brother or junior brother."

"Is he a real chef?"

"Stupid, the chef in Mingquan Building!" someone retorted.

Mingquan Tower is no different from Yuquan Tower. They are controlled by disciples from the inner valley of Huangquan Valley, without any outsiders.

The chefs are all disciples of their generation, and the handymen are disciples of the next generation, so they must be their senior brothers or junior brothers.

Someone asked: "Why not which chef?"

"Stupid, of course I didn't say it on purpose."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe he doesn't know which senior or junior brother he is."

"Well, that makes sense."

Lu Chaoyang shook his head and asked: "Since he knows there will be danger, he doesn't know which senior brother and junior brother?"

"That……?"

"It's just a hook to lure us in." Lu Chaoyang shook his head: "It's a very common method."

"Then can we defeat his method?"

"It's simple, just ignore him and don't listen to his nonsense."

"If it were anyone else, you really don't need to pay attention to it, but this holy monk... is a bit too mysterious. It is said that he has great supernatural powers."

"It's impossible for a great supernatural power to see what's going to happen in three days, right?"

"Could it be that they are going to attack our Mingquan Building in three days?"

"That's Yunjing, not Shenjing."

"well--!"

Everyone was talking about anything.

Lu Chaoyang looked at the waiter.

The waiter said softly: "Uncle, it's better to go and see the divine monk Fakong."

"See him?" Everyone suddenly frowned.

As the elders of Huangquan Valley, they have their own pride, but since entering Daqian Shenjing, Fakong's reputation has grown stronger and stronger.

They had just arrived, so they could not work behind closed doors and inquired about information from many sources, so they had a clear understanding of the situation in France and Kong.

I have even seen Fa Kong praying for rain, praying for blessings, and praying for snow with my own eyes. I can best appreciate the power of Buddha's mantra.

Fakong didn't show any cultivation, but they were still inexplicably afraid from the bottom of their hearts and didn't dare to get too close to Fakong.

How can someone who can cast such a Buddhist mantra be like a demon and be treated like an ordinary person?

The waiter said softly: "Brothers, if you want to prove whether what Monk Fa Kong said is true or false, you can only go and see him. If what he says is true, who have we really missed or missed the life-saving news?

?”

"That's all, I'm going to meet this divine monk Fa Kong." Lu Chaoyang said slowly.

"Senior Brother Lu..."

——

"Abbott, the chef from Yanyu Tower is here and wants to see the abbot." Lin Feiyang came in to report.

At this time the sun was setting in the west.

The rays of sunlight made the small courtyard turn red.

Whether it is the flowerbed, the bamboo forest, the table, or his clothes, they are all dyed rose red.

Fakong was motionless with his eyes closed, pondering the mystery of the Blood Spirit Sword.

Hearing the voice, he nodded slightly: "Give it to him."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang agreed.

He flashed and appeared at the door of the temple and said to Lu Chaoyang: "The abbot has something to do and has no time to spare. I have asked him to give you a painting."

Lu Chaoyang looked solemn.

Lin Feiyang took out a piece of plain paper from his sleeve and handed it to him.

This is a folded plain piece of paper, and outsiders might think it is a rejuvenation charm.

Lin Feiyang titheed, turned around and entered the temple, closing the door.

Lu Chaoyang put the plain note in his arms, joined him as a tithe, turned around and strode away, walking around the city without finding anyone following him, and then returned to Yanyu Tower.

At this time, there are already guests in Yanyu Building.

Although Yanyulou is in a downturn, at this time, there are always guests coming to eat, not because they are greedy for their taste, but because they feel peaceful.

Lu Chaoyang came to the kitchen, opened the piece of paper, and saw a portrait on it. It showed a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, as if everyone owed him money.

"Senior Brother Meng!" Lu Chaoyang frowned.

Others looked over.

"Junior Brother Meng, is it actually him?"

"Junior Brother Meng is very naughty, he won't suffer a loss, right?"

"It's always others who suffer, not him!"

"Junior Brother Meng is in danger? Is it causing danger?"

"what to do?"

"Inform Senior Brother Meng directly and just stay behind closed doors."

"This is inappropriate. It just postpones the danger. We should still find someone to follow Junior Brother Meng secretly."

"Well, this is a good idea."

"Then let's do this."

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Lin Feiyang returned to Fakong: "Abbott, within three days, can their news reach Yunjing? Not so fast, right?"

If you have the abbot's Shenzutong, you can get there in a matter of seconds. If you don't have the abbot's Shenzutong, it may be difficult to reach Yunjing within three days.

"They have a way." Fakong said.

After all, the inner valley of Huangquan Valley has a long history and is even better than that of Daxue Mountain. It has long formed its own set of fastest communication methods.

He didn't believe that they wouldn't be able to send a message from Shenjing to Yunjing within three days.

If you can't do it, it's not worth the effort.

Lin Feiyang said: "Abbott, I still don't understand why you want to help them? Are they not enemies?"

"They are not Waigu, so they don't have such a big hatred." Fakong said: "If you can't appease them, you will be in endless trouble. If you can appease them, the harvest will be huge. Their information is very well-informed."

Maybe it's because of the imprint of my previous life, the information age, and the fight in the shopping mall, so I know the importance of information.

Sometimes an inconspicuous piece of information can lead to a completely different outcome.

So he pays special attention to the news.

Keeping your eyes and ears well-informed is not for ambition, but for the sake of being well-informed and knowing what is happening in the world. Only in this way can you truly feel safe.

The previous attempt at Ziyang Pavilion failed, and ended up with the remnants of Kunshan Holy Cult. However, it is not suitable for Kunshan Holy Cult to be reborn now, and it needs to be hidden for a while, so it cannot be of great use.

Now the inner valley of Huangquan Valley appears again.

The inner valley of Huangquan Valley is hidden in the market place and is home to restaurants. It is a natural place for gathering information.

Fakong didn't believe that the information in Huangquan Neigu was not well-informed, so he was the eyes and ears.

"They can't possibly listen to the abbot, can they?"
To be continued...