Ye Qing frowned. He could see that Li Qianqiu was quite honest, but the three people around him were particularly smooth. With these three people here, it was impossible for him to ask any news about Huangfu Ziyu from Li Qianqiu. However, this was the thing he was most concerned about. Huangfu Ziyu's whereabouts, just like the whereabouts of his younger brother Ye Jun, were the two things that Ye Qing cares about most now.

Seeing Ye Qing's suspicious expression, the three of them were even more anxious, for fear that Ye Qing would really ask Li Qianqiu about this. Li Qianqiu is very courageous in doing things and is the target of Helian Tiehua's focus. But he also has one thing: being too loyal and doing things based on his own preferences, which is very troublesome. He regards Ye Qing as a friend and will rush to Ye Qing. If he really tells about Huangfu Ziyu, then this matter will be a big trouble!

"Mr. Ye, you have not spoken. What does this mean?" A man said coldly: "Are the dragon blood wood and the golden silk armor on you? Aren't you finished your words? Are you afraid that we will steal your things? Humph, you are too underestimating my eldest master. Don't forget that your life was saved by my eldest master just now!"

This man's speech can be called sarcastic and mean. In fact, the three people around Li Qianqiu are all cunning old people, and they usually don't speak like this. However, at this time he had no choice. Ye Qing was obviously attracted by Huangfu Ziyu's news, so he had to find a way to attract Ye Qing's attention. At this time, the best way to change the topic is to attract hatred and anger Ye Qing, which is undoubtedly the most effective way.

Hearing this, before Ye Qing could speak, Li Qianqiu waved his hand and said, "Uncle Jiu, Brother Ye must not have this intention."

Ye Qing also continued: "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now. That's right, the dragon blood wood and the golden silk armor are indeed in my hands now. It's not difficult for you to see it. I'll take it out and let you take it out."

After Ye Qing finished speaking, he got up and left the room, and went out to find the dragon blood wood and golden silk armor.

Seeing Ye Qing go away, the Ninth Uncle immediately looked at Li Qianqiu and said anxiously: "Master, why are you talking about anything? Now this matter is the most critical thing for our Hongmeng Qidou. You cannot leak any news. Otherwise, if someone with ulterior motives knows it, that's all? Whether our Hongmeng Qidou can confront the Twelve Qingtang is here, success or failure is a big deal. It is important, and you must not disclose the secret in advance!"

Li Qianqiu sighed, nodded slowly, and said, "Uncle Jiu, I was speechless just now, I will definitely pay attention."

Seeing Li Qianqiu's answer, Uncle Jiu breathed a little relieved and said, "Young Master, it's not that I want to blame you, but this fact is of great importance and there must be no mistakes. Okay, let's not stay here for a long time. Let's go back quickly. The longer you stay here, the easier it is to lose your words."

On this side, Ye Qing went to the inner room behind, and there were several sets of fakes in it, which he brought back from Qiao Duotiangong. The authentic product had long been hidden by Ye Qing, so he would not take out the authentic product at will. Besides, he set up this game to make Wang Wanyan mistakenly think that it was Fat Suit King who took the authentic product and shifted Wang Wanyan's attention to Fat Suit King. At this time, he certainly would not have taken out the authentic product.

He took the fake to the front and handed it over to Li Qianqiu and others to watch. In fact, Li Qianqiu and others were not thinking about the dragon blood wood and golden silk armor, and he would not be able to see that it was actually a fake. As for Ye Qing, he was still thinking about what Li Qianqiu said just now, and he was not in the mood to see what these people were thinking. Therefore, in the whole process, neither side spoke, and the scene was a little awkward.

Uncle Jiu looked at it pretended to be a while, put a few fakes on the table, and said, "It turns out that Dragon Blood Wood is like this. Today I have opened my eyes. Thank you Mr. Ye for being generous and generous. He actually brought these rare treasures for us to appreciate. However, it is not too late now, so it is not convenient to disturb you today. Mr. Ye, why not do this? Let's go back first and come to visit again if you have the chance another day. How about it?"

Uncle Jiu said this and announced that he was leaving directly. Ye Qing could not stop these people, so he could only get up and send them out. Although he had many questions in his heart and wanted to ask Li Qianqiu, he did not speak in the end. He could see that Li Qianqiu was actually in a difficult situation, and he seemed to have something that he could not say directly.

Before leaving, Li Qianqiu quietly handed Ye Qing a note and then left directly.

After sending a few people away, Ye Qing immediately returned to the room, opened the note, and wrote a few simple sentences: "Ms. Huangfu is very good now, don't worry. It's important. You can't say too much. Brother Ye, don't worry. Also, don't disclose this matter, thank you!"

This note was obviously written by Li Qianqiu for Ye Qing to read. With Li Qianqiu's words, Ye Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although Wang Laoba had told him before that Huangfu Ziyu was very good, he was always worried. After all, Wang Laoba is very unreliable. However, Li Qianqiu is different. He is much more reliable than Wang Laoba, so what he said is naturally worthy of trust.

After remembering the content of the note in his heart, Ye Qing burned the note directly. It can be seen that Li Qianqiu was already under a lot of pressure to write these words to him. If the note was seen by the people from the Seventh Helm of Hongmeng, Li Qianqiu might have to bear a lot of charge. Of course, Ye Qing could not let him have any worries.

Late at night, in the Brahmins in the territory of Tianzhu, the venerable Lama in purple-clothed clothes was sitting cross-legged on the cushion in the hall. The treasure was solemn and peaceful, and everything around seemed to be in silence.

I don’t know how long it took, but the purple-clothed lama suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head suddenly to look. And behind him, there was an extra monk. The monk was wearing a white monk's robe without any dust. His face was as if it were jade, and under the moonlight, he looked more and more handsome. This was a monk who was shockingly unparalleled.

If Ye Qing were here, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance. This monk was the Wuhua monk who had persuaded Cui Yulong in Shenjiazhuang before. It was this Wuhua monk who disturbed Lu Zi'an's heart with a sound of Buddha and saved Chen San's life.

Shen Tianjun once said that this monk Wuhua is Shaka's disciple. However, the secrets on this monk Wuhua are no less than those on Shaka. Not to mention anything else, he appeared quietly behind the purple-clothed Lama, and the purple-clothed Lama could not even discover it. This was enough to shock the world.

Seeing the monk Wuhua, the purple-clothed Lama was obviously a little surprised. However, he quickly regained his peace, looked at the monk Wuhua up and down, and whispered: "Are you the legendary person?"

Monk Wuhua smiled faintly and slowly walked to the statue of the Brahmin god in the hall, looking at the statue calmly, without any expression on his face.

Logically speaking, although the Brahmin god is a branch of Buddhism, he is also a Buddhist god after all. Although the doctrines are different, Buddhists should at least have some respectful etiquette when they see it. However, when facing the statue of the Brahmin god, this monk Wuhua did not have any respect at all, as if he was looking at an ordinary sculpture. For Buddhists, this is a very strange thing. Even if Buddhists do not meet a temple to worship gods, they will at least respect them. What's going on with Monk Wuhua?

After staring at the statue of the Brahmin god for a while, Monk Wuhua whispered: "Your Majesty is going to China?"

The purple-clothed lama nodded slowly and said, "Since you have insight into everything, why do you need to ask?"

"The reason why I understand everything is that I have to ask." Monk Wuhua turned his head and looked at the purple-clothed Lama and said, "Does the Lord still remember what a monk said to you before you were ordained in Dalin Temple?"

"Of course I remember!" said the purple-clothed Lama: "That happened sixty years ago. The monk told me that in sixty years, I should not enter China again. Otherwise, the day I go in will be the time for me to die for the Buddha."

"Since the Venerable remembers this, why do you have to enter China again?" Monk Wuhua said, "Is it because the Venerable does not believe in life?"

"No!" The purple-clothed lama shook his head and said, "I believe in my life, and I believe in the words of that monk!"

"Since that's the case, why did the Venerable enter China again?" said Monk Wuhua, "Now, sixty years have passed, aren't the Venerable afraid of responding to this disaster?"

"If it is a disaster, it will be useless. If it is a fate, it will be fruitless." The purple-clothed Lama said, "It is because I believe in fate, so I want to go to China. Since God has decided that I will die in China, I will go to China. If I can really die for the Buddha, it will be considered a Buddha fate for me."

Monk Wuhua didn't say anything anymore, stared at the purple-clothed lama for a long time, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It seems that the Venerable finally saw through everything in the world."

"Everyone in the world suffers. If you are liberated, it is a good fate!" The purple-clothed Lama slowly closed his hands and shouted Amitabha. After a moment of silence, he turned to look at the monk Wuhua and said, "The Buddha's son is here to remind me of this sentence, right?"

The Buddhist son? Why did the purple-clothed Lama call Wuhua Monk like this? Also, what does the Buddhist son mean? What is the identity of Wuhua Monk?

Monk Wuhua turned to look at the starry sky outside the window and said, "The opportunity has arrived, and Dalin Temple will be rebuilt. I am here just to ask the Venerable to do me a favor."

"Son of Buddha, please speak." The purple-clothed Lama said respectfully.

Monk Wuhua looked at the purple-clothed Lama and said word by word: "Help the True Buddha find another Dharma Protector!"
Chapter completed!