Feng Rugu is Sang Luojiu's master, so he naturally should be a distinguished guest of Feihuamen.

Hua Ruohong, who was consciously supported, had a bright smile. After giving a gift, she stood up and said, "When did Yunzhongjun come? Why don't you say hello?"

Feng Rugu let go of his right hand, and there was actually a handkerchief wrapped in a handkerchief.

He sat on the high ground, and said while eating melon seeds, "There is no need to greet him. But is it just that Jianchuan had a murder case? It's not a great thing, right?"

Yan Wufu, who understood his implicit meaning, raised his eyelids and deliberately glanced at the young immortal king.

Even if Hua Ruohong was slow, he knew that this was not a good thing. He didn't answer and laughed dryly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"It's not a misunderstanding." Zhu Mingchao, who was standing aside, spoke at the right time, with a soft voice, neither anxious nor impatient, and relieved the situation while resolving the situation, "Yunzhong Junrong. Human life is at stake, and the purpose of our three families here is to discuss the suspect. The disciples of Qingshuang Sect leave Sichuan for personal reasons. We ask Qingshuang Sect to quickly recover the disciples, but Qingshuang Sect refuses. If this opening is opened and the real suspect escapes, we cannot explain..."

Yan Wufu was really strong and did not restrain himself in front of Feng Rugu: "It's all nonsense, 'Catch it back quickly'? It's not your real father who died."

Hua Ruohong was much more confident in speaking: "Yang Zheng, you have taken advantage of the matter, but you have lost the legal principles. Even if you want to let your disciples go out of Sichuan, why don't you tell Feihuamen and Baishengmen and make a decision without saying a word? Where do you put the result of the three families' discussions? Could it be that Qingshuangmen is in Jianchuan, so you can make such a decision?"

Hua Ruohong thought that his speech was deafening and clear in structure, so he looked at Feng Rugu with hope, hoping that he could follow the opportunity to speak a few beautiful words for Fei Huamen.

However, what disappointed him was that Feng Rugu was slitting the melon seeds in the wind and didn't even look at him.

Feng Rugu's appearance of watching the fun made the three families shut up.

He had no intention of mediation.

If he continues to argue, he may be able to turn around and make a cup of tea.

What's more, the things in Jianchuan are complicated. They argue with each other themselves, but asking outsiders to see them is another matter.

Zhu Ming Dynasty found out that he had no intention of caring about the trivial matters of the three families, so he became more relaxed.

Since my sister got married, she has been blindly facing Feihuamen, which means she regards Yushengmen as the back garden of Feihuamen. Last time, because her brother-in-law Na’s young man, she made a big fuss and hid back to Yushengmen.

Zhu Mingchao thought that his sister was still the same sister as before, and thought that she knew how to pull the Hui sword to cut off the love thread, so he said a few words to Hua Ruohong for his sister. Unexpectedly, she actually followed Hua Ruohong back obediently.

In this small matter, Zhu Mingchao keenly realized that Feihuamen and Yushengmen chose the former.

Therefore, Feihuamen's help is smaller, which is also good for Yushengmen.

She said gently: "Brother-in-law, it's not too late to deal with Jianchuan's family affairs in the future. Standing here to talk is too negligent."

At this time, she changed to the home-style name, and the meaning was clear: a temporary truce.

Although Hua Ruohong was unwilling to give up, Feng Rugu suddenly arrived in Jianchuan, which was a good thing for him.

He smiled and said, "Yun Zhongjun, if you don't give up, please go to the humble house to have a cup of tea."

Feng Rugu nodded slightly: "I'm thirsty as well."

After saying that, he stood up and walked backward regardless of whether Hua Ruohong was embarrassed or not.

For example, Luofuchun, mulberry leaves for a long time, and Haijing is behind the bushes.

Sang Luojiu was laughing apologetically at everyone and said, "We three families... are always like this."

Hai Jing couldn't speak, so she just said Amitabha, then raised her hand and touched Sang Luojiu's back to show comfort.

We have been together for several days and have already developed feelings for each other.

Ru Yi also said quietly: "It's okay."

Sang Luojiu said regretfully: "I think the purpose of the ancestor leaving behind sword techniques was not to let the three families compete with each other, but to hope that the three Taoist children would study sword techniques that match their own characteristics as soon as possible, and ascend to him in the upper realm. Unexpectedly, the sword techniques of the three families have now become a rope to attract fire."

Luo Fuchun has been in a daze since he just now until Feng Rugu walked to his side.

"Fuchun, on the way here, didn't you ask, what was the reason why the man in black threw the body into Jianchuan, which was difficult for outsiders to enter?" Feng Rugu raised his hand and patted Luo Fuchun on the shoulder, "...this is his reason."

Sometimes, a mere nameless body can cause a terrifying wave.

Yum, Qingshuang, and Feihua Sanmen have always only embellished the peace on the surface, but in fact, the contradictions have been long and they are guarding against each other.

Perhaps, they are all waiting for such a storm.

Luo Fuchun was stunned and couldn't react for a while.

Luo Fuchun's growth environment is completely different from Sang Luojiu. The Taoist sect he was born in was clean and upright. He received education from childhood to support the immortals and save the world and the people. The atmosphere in the orthodox Fengling was also relaxed and friendly. Luo Fuchun had never seen such confrontation and attacks that were almost torn apart between Taoist sects.

In just over a dozen days, he saw the Taoist sect that had hidden the demonic Taoism, all the gods with their hearts, and the three families with their own thoughts.

Are there really anyone concerned about the dead Taoist priests?

Are there really such chaos in Taoism nowadays?

Then, in his family, Fengling, and other Taoist sects, are there shadows that he has never touched before?

He opened his mouth and said helplessly to Feng Rugu: "Master..."

He didn't say the following words, nor did he have time to say them.

Feng Rugu held his head and pressed him into his arms with one hand.

Luo Fuchun, who was slightly taller than Feng Rugu, was confused, like a gentle big dog, nestled in Feng Rugu's arms, and slapped his back comfortably.

When he gradually realized what his master was doing, he heard Feng Rugu's voice ringing in his ears, as lazy and casual as ever.

Listening to his voice, he was not angry at the matter, and even felt a little commonplace.

Feng Rugu said: "First of all, this kind of thing is not something you feel uncomfortable with, it will no longer exist; secondly, this is exactly what the man in black wants you to see. If you feel that what you see in front of you is all the current situation of the Taoist sect..."

He looked down at Luo Fuchun and smiled softly: "Then look up and look at me."

Luo Fuchun even forgot his breathing for a moment and stared at Feng Rugu foolishly.

Feng Rugu was free and easy, and gently knocked on his forehead with the back of his other hand: "Have you recovered? Then go to your junior brother's house for tea."

It was not until Feng Rugu left with his hands behind his back that Luo Fuchun became excited after realizing it.

——Shishi Master hugged him!

This is the most intimate and gentle time his master has treated him since he started!

He smirked foolishly, touching the back of his head, feeling indescribable joy.

Ru glanced at him, said nothing, and turned around and left.

Haijing was joking and laughing.

Luo Fuchun, who was moved, could not extricate himself from the touch, realized something was wrong and asked Haijing: "Why are you laughing at?"

Hai Jing didn't dare to lie and smiled and said, "Just... Yun Zhongjun wiped your hands behind you."

Sang Luojiu, who was beside him, also laughed out loud and beat the broken shells of melon seeds on Luo Fuchun's back.

Luo Fuchun: "..." He suspected that Feng Rugu made those actions, and the ultimate goal was to wipe his hands on him.

...

Feihuamen welcomed Feng Ruoju with warmth. Hua Ruohong was very enthusiastic at the banquet, like a butterfly, toasting wine, so disrespectful.

Sang Luo looked at his nose after his eyes and his nose, and sat beside Hua Ruohong, gently and tamely following.

An eleven or twelve-year-old child sat beside Hua Ruohong, but passed by Hua Ruohong, picking up food for Sang Luojiu as if no one was around. He smiled and said softly, and "big brother" one by one, and looked at him with cautious and admiration.

This must be his little brother Shuang'er.

In contrast, Hua Bifeng on the other side had a gloomy face and was unwilling to stay on Sang Luojiu, so he drank the full glass of wine.

"Junior brother." Luo Fuchun quietly sent a message, "Why did your second brother hate you like this?"

Although Sang Luojiu was an illegitimate child, he was also born to a good family's daughter and had a innocent identity. His second brother was ignorant when he was young and hated him. Now when he saw his elder brother, why is his face not his face, his nose not his nose?

Even when using the method of transmitting the voice to the secret, Sang Luojiu still did not forget his respect: "Return to the senior brother, Feihuamen passed on the clan with blood. There is an unwritten rule: only the eldest son is the orthodox person who inherited the legacy of Feihuamen."

——In the past, Feihuamen did not know the existence of Sang Luojiu, so Hua Biefeng was naturally the eldest son of the family. He was favored by all the honors and favors. He considered himself the orthodox heir of Feihuamen since childhood.

But Sang Luojiu's arrival turned all this into a confusing account.

Sang Luojiu is the elder brother and an illegitimate son. Although he is upright, his position is not upright. How should he calculate it?

For a moment, even the disciples were discussing whether Hua Biefeng could still inherit the Feihua Sect. The relationship between several inner disciples who had played well with him in the past became much weaker.

Hua Biefeng could not bear such humiliation, so he was in trouble everywhere. His third brother, who was blind and did not recognize his brother, ended up making his own reputation a mess. When he noticed it, even his mother criticized him for being mean and wicked.

The reality of the heir does not exist and his name will be damaged. How can I not hate Hua Bifeng?

Although Luo Fuchun had never heard Sang Luojiu talk about family affairs, based on his experience today and Sang Luojiu's words, he guessed how difficult it was for him to live at home. He felt very caring and couldn't help but feel in his heart. He reached out and held Sang Luojiu's hand and shook it hard.

Sang Luojiu was stunned by the grip, and he gave his silly senior brother a little, and his eyes were truly softened for a moment.

On the other side, Hua Ruohong was already drunk and asked earnestly: "The dog son is in the position of Yunzhongjun's disciple, hasn't he caused trouble for Yunzhongjun?"

Feng Rugu commented casually: "Luojiu is a good child."

Hua Ruohong was still waiting for more praise, but unexpectedly, Feng Rugu said only this sentence and led the topic elsewhere: "Is the little Taoist priest's body still in Jianchuan?"

Hua Ruohong was a little disappointed. He didn't want to talk about a dead person at a table of jade plates, but Feng Rugu asked this, and he could only answer truthfully: "That fellow Taoist, a disciple of Xiafei Sect, is still wearing the clothes of Xiafei Sect disciples. After discovering it, we immediately went to write. The leader of Xiafei Sect came in person and took the body back to bury."

"When did the body be found? Who found it?"

"It was more than a month ago. I am ashamed to say that it was discovered by two disciples of Feihua Sect. They were young and unstable. They escaped morning class and went to the back mountain to play and catch birds. They found the corpse in the valley. The head of the corpse was headed south and the foot north, and the throat was broken with a knife... When the leader of Xiafei Sect came, I had already said these things. If Yun Zhongjun had any other words to ask, I would like to ask the two disciples, and you will ask again after the meal."

Feng Rugu nodded and asked again: "When did Fengchuan come to you?"

Hua Ruohong replied: "After the body was found, we immediately sealed the Sichuan River and counted the disciples of each family to see if there were any gaps. If anyone was not in the Sichuan River, he would be a person with a serious suspicion."
To be continued...