Early the next morning, Luo Tianshu, Luo Yixing and several others came to Maple Leaf Pavilion.
The sound of footsteps woke up Feng Yu and Jiang Xingwan who were still sleeping. Feng Yu stretched out and walked out of the house. When he opened the door, he saw many people looking at him.
He rubbed his eyes and looked at them, "What's the matter?"
Luo Tianshu still looks like a scholar. I really don’t know how he got there. It seems like nothing matters.
"Xiaoyu slept very soundly. It's already dawn and she still refuses to get up."
Feng Yu smiled, feeling a little embarrassed, "The beauty is in my arms, and those who understand still understand. Now that the matter is over, of course I need to sleep more."
It turned out that after returning last night, Feng Yu expected that someone would come to ask, so he shamelessly pulled Jiang Xingwan into his room, and the two slept in the same bed again, although they did nothing.
Sisters Luo Yixing and Luo Yining blushed and secretly sighed, "How shameless."
Others are also envious of her. Many people have seen Jiang Xingwan's beauty, which is truly stunning in the world.
Luo Tianshu did not influence him, but continued to ask: "Xiao Yu, you are happy here, but some people suffered disaster last night."
"Who is he? Does he have anything to do with me?"
"It doesn't matter, but it does matter."
"What nonsense, Uncle Luo, just tell me what you have to say."
"Okay, last night a group of Oriental people died in the ruined temple on the slope half a mile outside the city."
Feng Yu pretended to be very surprised, "Dead? Is it Yagyu Kojiro and the others?"
"That's them."
Feng Yu hammered hard, "Good death, I'm going to find an opportunity to kill them! Uncle Luo, Master He Fang is really brave enough to do this!"
Luo Tianshu's eyes were always smiling, but the person next to him didn't know him well enough.
"Didn't you do it?"
"Me? Uncle Luo, it turns out you came here early in the morning to question me. But why me?"
"Of course it's speculation, I have no real evidence."
Feng Yu is also going around in circles with him. As long as most people think it's not him, that's it. There are always smart people in the world, but he believes smart people won't choose randomly.
"There must be a motive for killing. Although I really want to do it, it doesn't seem to be good for me. Just because he molested my people, should I go with my life? Besides, I don't have the ability.
It would be troublesome for me to defeat Yagyu Kojiro, let alone a large number of masters around me. Besides, I don’t know how to clone myself, so why am I there?"
A group of people nearby began to murmur, "This seems to make sense. Last night, I saw Miss Jiang in the house and never left the house. I came back late and passed by here, and I saw Miss Jiang coming out to boil water.
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"Yes, yes, let me tell you, no matter how powerful this guy is, he can't beat so many people. And didn't the government say that those people are very powerful!"
When Luo Tianshu saw the people behind him talking about the impossible, he naturally stopped asking any more questions. He knew it was him. He didn't need anything else. He had the motive, but he couldn't say it in such a simple sentence. Strength, don't forget it.
It's not just him. Did the two Tianji Tower elders really leave early yesterday?
but,
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Feng Yu has already put these things in front of his eyes, so naturally he wants to clear himself, but he will not take off his mask.
"That's fine. If my father and the others are not here, there should be no reason for Dongyang to cause trouble. They are just afraid that the guy who escaped back will frame him."
After saying that, Luo Tianshu emphasized the second half of the sentence, and his smile clearly showed that he wanted to see Feng Yu's anxious expression.
However, Feng Yu is a veteran in this regard and has long been used to it. It is not easy to test him like this.
"Okay, let's leave first. We can come and have breakfast. By the way, I remember that the person who escaped died on the way."
Watching them leave, Feng Yu disagreed. His plan was just an ordinary one, and he never wanted to hide it from a smart person like Luo Tianshu. He also knew that he was an outsider after all, so he came with great fanfare.
Leaving often helps him get rid of suspicion. It is a blessing for the Luo family that this person is the young head of the family.
The reason why Feng Yu didn't care about the man who escaped was because he was bound to die. Just after they were about to leave, Feng Yu specifically asked Yuan Yecheng to finish the job and not leave any traces. After all, he was a disciple of the Sword Demon, and he was a beaten animal.
Can't you handle a guy who can't even move?
In fact, Feng Ming kept this survivor specially, just to see if Feng Yu would be able to clear up the situation and if there was a chance to achieve something big. Fortunately, he did not disgrace his life.
Jiang Xingwan walked out, "They left?"
"Well, do you want to take a nap?"
"No need, you'll get suspicious if it's too late."
"I have already said that even if there is suspicion that we slept late, it will not be related to the murder. Uncle Luo will naturally not say anything if he doesn't tell us."
Jiang Xingwan blushed and looked at Feng Yu angrily, his white eyes especially touching in the morning.
"You still have the nerve to say that you were talking nonsense at the door just now. No wonder you insisted on me sleeping with you last night and said you couldn't sleep."
"That's right. You can't sleep after killing someone. You need someone to accompany you."
Jiang Xingwan was too lazy to talk to him anymore and went to wash up himself, but Feng Yu still followed behind, and he hadn't washed up yet.
On the table in the inner hall, a group of young people were sitting around, eating breakfast.
Luo Yining said in a low voice: "I heard what they said, there was a strong wind blowing on that half-mile slope last night! Some poor people even said that God was angry and wanted to teach those Japanese people a lesson."
"Hmph, why is God so angry? It was clearly done by a senior with unfathomable martial arts skills. It's really satisfying!"
"However, will this affect the imperial courts of Japan and Chu? After all, Yagyu Kojiro's background is not simple."
Feng Yu kept eating and listening. Some people were happy and some were sad, but it had nothing to do with him. The next person he had to face was the honest second brother. He didn't know if his eldest brother, the prince, was being forced too hard.
I can get him to help, but he seems to be simple-minded, so if he can help, he should do it secretly.
"Xiaoyu, the emperor has summoned you to the palace, and you guys will come with him."
Only then did Feng Yu remember that he seemed to have talked about this yesterday, saying that he wanted to select the best among the best to select a consort for the princess.
Feng Yu didn't want to be reluctant, but he couldn't argue with his face, so he could only follow him obediently.
A group of people were sitting in the carriage. Feng Yu opened the curtains and took a look outside.
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Then, by chance, he saw the little monk named Kong Wen again, arguing with someone about something. It wasn't really a quarrel, but to him it was, because he didn't know how to quarrel at all.
Feng Yu smiled and called to Kong Wen, "Hey, little master, it's fate."
Kong Wen heard a familiar voice and raised his head and said, "Amitabha, it turns out it's you, Feng Donor. What a coincidence."
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I just want to persuade the donor to give up these rabbits."
Feng Yu saw a wild meat seller opposite him. A group of hares trapped in cages were running around inside, obviously for sale.
Feng Yu also found it funny. He knew that Kong Wen, who grew up in the name of Buddha, must be special and innocent, but he didn't expect that he still believed in Buddhism so much.
"No need to worry about it, little master, would you like to get in the carriage and sit for a while and chat for a while?"
Kong Wen glanced at the rabbit reluctantly, but he also knew that he could not persuade the donor, otherwise he would not be here now.
The moment Kong Wen was invited to get on the carriage, all the rabbits were snatched away without leaving a single one behind.
"Did you see it?"
Kong Wen couldn't bear to say, "Amitabha, it's a sin, it's a sin."
"What is a sin? Is this a sin?"
"Amitabha, doesn't this count?"
"Little Master, I don't agree with your view on this matter. Your starting point is the group of rabbits, and you think they are very pitiful. But looking at it from another perspective, isn't the rabbit seller pitiful? If you don't let him sell it, then
His work of hunting rabbits in the mountains was in vain. How can he support himself and his children without money? And they buy rabbits. I heard that rabbit meat stewed with yam is very tonic. In case someone in the family is sick and wants to stew it
What if the rabbit comes to replenish energy?”
Kong Wen was stunned for a long time when he was asked. He didn't know how to answer for a long time. Yes, looking at it from this point of view, it seems that they really need these rabbits, but they always feel that something is wrong.
"But? Little Monk~, they~"
Feng Yu comforted him and said, "Don't think too much. I'm afraid your master or master will encounter such things when they leave the temple. Will they take care of it?"
Kong Wen also shook his head. He didn't know whether the masters and ancestors were in charge or not, because he didn't know and had never seen whether they were in charge or not.
"Besides, you think rabbits are pitiful. When I ate beef yesterday, why didn't you feel pitiful for cows?"
This is true, it seems that I really didn’t feel this way yesterday.
"Okay, let's look at it a little bit. In life, many things are different from what you think. Only when these differences come together can life be wonderful. Look at these rabbits. If they don't get eaten, where will they be?
Do you know that stewed rabbit is a great tonic? There are centipedes sold in medicinal shops, and soaking them in wine is also a great tonic."
"Amitabha, the young monk has thought too little. No wonder the master said that you should listen more and see more. The Buddha in the world is not the ideal Buddha, and there is no ideal Buddha in this world."
After saying that, Kong Wen glanced at Jiang Xingwan with some embarrassment. Feng Yu patted his head and said, "Tsk, tsk, look at my memory. I forgot to introduce you. This is Jiang Xingwan. My senior sister is also my beauty."
My dear friend, this is Master Kongwen, a young monk from Shaolin."
"Hello, Donor Jiang."
Jiang Xingwan nodded, his cold personality in front of outsiders could not be changed.