After laughing for a while, they continued drinking.
The knock on the door of "Bop" sounded.
Several young people in the room frowned.
They had already ordered the guards in advance and no one was allowed to disturb them. How could there be a knock on the door?
As for their words being heard, in fact they are not afraid at all, it doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter if they know.
I was just talking nonsense and there was no evidence.
Those assassins are all dead warriors. Even if they don't use the trick of killing each other for some unknown reason, they will never bite themselves out.
What's more, he can't bite himself.
"Who?"
"Southern Infantry Division!" Someone outside shouted in a deep voice: "Open the door!"
"Southern Infantry Division..." Several young people in the room frowned.
The young man named Guo smiled and said: "You have to open the door."
A young man stepped forward and opened the door.
"boom!"
The young man was knocked back and staggered, and six burly and strong sergeants wearing bright armor rushed in.
They immediately took their positions, two guarding the window, two guarding the door, and two guarding the wall.
"I wonder what you, military masters, are doing?" The young man surnamed Guo clasped his fists and said gently: "I am waiting here to drink and chat, but what taboos have I committed?"
A young man wearing bright armor and as strong as a bear stepped into the room and shouted in a deep voice: "I have been ordered that all the guests at Wangjiang Tower will follow us back to the Nanfang Infantry Division Yamen."
His voice was low, but it sounded like thunder in the ears, making his head buzz and his face couldn't help but turn pale.
"I wonder whose order you are following?" The young man surnamed Guo shook his head and said with a smile, "We are hanging out here and we are going to be captured and taken back to the Southern Infantry Division?"
"On the order of the superior officer, you don't need to know!" The young man, who was as strong as a bear, said coldly: "If you don't believe it, just hold it in!"
"Haha..." The young man named Guo smiled and shook his head: "The Southern Infantry Division is so majestic!"
A young man took out an iron plate from his arms, flashed it and put it back in his arms, saying proudly: "We are from Prince Mi's Mansion."
The young man, who was as strong as a bear, said coldly: "It turns out he's from Prince Mi's Mansion. I'm glad to meet him, so I'll take him away!"
"Wait a minute!" the young man holding the iron card shouted.
He stared at the young man who was as strong as a bear and said in a deep voice: "I haven't asked the general for his name yet!"
"Zhou Feng!"
"It turns out to be General Zhou." The young man holding the iron card said slowly: "Your Southern Infantry Division is acting under the orders of the prince, right?"
"It's natural."
"General Zhou, do you have to follow Prince Xin to the dark side? Don't you want to miss our Prince Mi?"
"take away!"
"Wait a minute!" the young man holding the iron card shouted: "Even if you don't want to join Prince Mi, do you have to offend Prince Mi?... General Zhou, you have to think clearly. In the future, if Prince Xin is away, who can protect you!"
"Are you dead? Take them away!" Zhou Feng glared at the surrounding soldiers: "What are you doing standing there?!"
"Yes, General!"
"You surnamed Zhou, you humiliated me like this, so you can just wait and settle the score!" The young man holding the iron medal sneered.
Zhou Feng didn't dare to look pale and waved his hand: "Let's talk about it then!"
Fakong opened his eyes and shook his head.
No wonder he is so bold. It turns out to be the palace of Prince Mi. It is really sad that brothers are killing each other.
There are so many people who wish for King Xin's death, but there are not as many as imagined who dare to assassinate King Xin.
If he had not been forced into desperation and assassinated a prince, he would have wiped out the entire clan if he was found out.
The Secret King is obviously preparing to fish in troubled waters.
He thought for a while, went into the house, took a pen and ink, and drew a portrait. It was the young man named Guo, lifelike and full of energy.
He suddenly felt that it was inconvenient for Lin Feiyang to be away. He had to do everything by himself, which was too cumbersome.
After a while, Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash and curled his lips and said: "Those three old guys are the elders of a small sect. The sect was almost wiped out by the Shenwu Palace. The three of them were severely injured by the Shenwu Palace and died soon. They escaped.
He came out with more than 20 people, only to be caught halfway, hey, what a bad luck! ... Then he was coerced to assassinate Prince Xin, and then let those captured leave, including the young sect leader."
"Didn't find out who did it?"
Lin Feiyang curled his lips: "They were deceived. No one paid any attention to them anymore. They are going crazy with anger."
He shook his head and said: "I don't know whether to call them stupid or to call those guys immoral. They are so despicable!"
Those orphans, widows, mothers, and remaining soldiers who escaped were no threat at all and were useless, yet they still refused to let go.
I can only say that these people have dark hearts. Even if I think the three old guys deserve to die, I still feel that they are pitiful and pathetic.
Fakong shook his head: "Shenyuan realm..."
It is really disappointing that a master of the Divine Origin Realm has fallen to this stage.
"Monk, how about we accept the three of them?" Lin Feiyang suddenly became energetic and said excitedly: "They are desperate. As long as we help them save that group of people, we can accept their hearts. The three gods are in the realm."
It's still somewhat useful, and besides, their injuries won't hurt you, monk."
Fakong slowly shook his head.
"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it." Lin Feiyang felt more and more that his suggestion was wise and he was killing several birds with one stone.
Fakong shook his head.
If you want to find a master, why bother looking far away?
Not to mention there are three in other courtyards, but if that doesn't work, you can also ask for help from Kongang Temple and Mingyuean Temple.
Mingyue Courtyard is located in the south of the city, only two miles away. With their quick work, they can reach it in the blink of an eye.
Lin Feiyang said: "Let them go in vain? I think they are not dead soon, the injuries are too serious, ah, are you afraid that Prince Xin will blame you? It's impossible!"
Fakong frowned and looked at him.
Lin Feiyang scratched his head: "I just think the three of them are quite pitiful. It's too miserable for three dignified masters of the Divine Origin Realm to be like this."
"There are so many poor people in the world." Fakong said: "Go and give this to Prince Xin. He is the mastermind behind the assassination of the princess this time."
"This pretty boy?" Lin Feiyang looked at the person in the painting: "You can tell he's not a good person with his smiling face, so I'll go too!"
He grabbed the painting and disappeared in a flash.
Fa Kongze continued to look through the books in the Sutra Pavilion.
The more I read, the more interesting I find it. The books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are full of anecdotes and some introductions to customs.
Before I knew it, it was getting dark.
He walked out of the Sutra Pavilion, went down the steps, and walked on the corridor leading to his yard, admiring the lotus flowers in the lotus pond and the fish swimming in the water.
The sunset is in the sky.
Everything in the courtyard was illuminated by the setting sun and turned rose-colored.
To the east of the yard is a small pavilion. There is a flowerbed in front of the pavilion, and the flowers are all dyed red by the sunset.
To the west of the yard, along the wall, are dense and slender green bamboos, which rustle softly when a gust of wind blows.
Fakong sat in the small pavilion, and Lin Feiyang came over with a tea cup.
Fakong took it and asked casually: "When did you come back?"
"...just came back." Lin Feiyang hesitated.
Fakong looked up at him.
Lin Feiyang scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
Fakong frowned: "Didn't you give it to Prince Xin?"
"Delivered!" Lin Feiyang said hurriedly: "Prince Xin said thank you, but it is not appropriate to see you for the time being."
Fakong nodded lightly: "What's that? Say it, don't dawdle!"
"It's about those three old men."
"...You still can't hold it back after all?"
"Monk, I told Prince Xin, and Prince Xin said forget it. They didn't succeed anyway. They are also pitiful people. I won't care about them anymore."
"Um."
"I found three of them, and they said that if they can help rescue their young master, they will work for you, monk."
"They fell into the hands of the King of Secrets." Fakong said: "Are you going to provoke the King of Secrets?"
"King of Secrets?" Lin Feiyang thought for a moment: "He's not famous. If he dares to cause trouble, just kill him. It's a piece of cake!"
"The prince you killed back then was a prince with a different surname, not a prince. If you really want to kill the prince, do you think Shenwu Mansion is just for free?" Fakong said angrily: "Be honest, this is not the Snow Mountain."
"Okay, let's not kill him." Lin Feiyang didn't care: "Anyway, he is not famous. He is neither like Prince Xin nor like King Yi and King Ying who are fighting for the throne."
He had great confidence in his physical skills and felt that he could enter and exit these palaces as easily as if he were walking on flat ground.
"Monk, it's really unwise to offend a prince for three people, but I really can't stand it," Lin Feiyang said.
Fa Kong looked at him.
Lin Feiyang smiled and said: "Otherwise, please help me and save them. They are about to die."
Fakong looked at him curiously.
Although Lin Feiyang was innocent at heart, he was not so soft-hearted. Besides, those three old men were originally the assassins who killed Xu Miaoru.
Lin Feiyang was a little embarrassed: "Actually, I was raised by the elders of the sect. Later, before Elder Liu died, he was very worried about me and worried that I would suffer a loss. Alas..."
He shook his head: "This Elder Liu is really stupid. He could just walk away and enjoy a happy life."
Fakong stood up: "Have they hidden it?"
"Don't worry, no one will come looking for you."
"Let's go." Fakong said.
Lin Feiyang had already reached this point, and if he refused again, it would really hurt his heart. Besides, he was really worried about letting Lin Feiyang do things alone.
The two of them walked out of the courtyard, walked a hundred meters along Zhuque Avenue, turned north into a small alley, turned twice, and entered a magnificent mansion.
Lin Feiyang said with a proud smile: "This is one of the houses I bought. When I go back to Shenjing, I will come and stay here occasionally... I have five other houses like this in Shenjing!"
Fa Kong nodded and said nothing.
Lin Feiyang knocked on the door, and soon an old man opened the door and welcomed Lin Feiyang and Lin Feiyang in.
Lin Feiyang headed straight to the backyard.
The backyard is a dense patch of flowers. In the center of the flowers is an Arhat bed, with three old men sitting cross-legged on the bed.
The faces of the three old men were decayed, with a layer of greenish air amidst the withered yellow color.
Fa Kong cast the rejuvenation spell directly.
Then there is the Purifying Mantra.
The two spells were cast simultaneously, and the complexions of the three people changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As it is cast again and again, the level of the rejuvenation spell becomes higher and higher, and its power becomes stronger and stronger.
Half an hour later, the three of them opened their eyes, their eyes shining with cold light, and they cupped their fists and saluted: "Thank you, Master."
"Thank you for what you are doing. As a family, we will see each other after saying thank you." Lin Feiyang waved his hand and said: "This is Fakong, the abbot of the Vajra Temple. You will be serving him in the future. You will do whatever he says.
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"This..." An old man hesitated.
"Don't worry, your young sect leader is on my side!" Lin Feiyang said nonchalantly, "I'll get him here tonight."
The three old men smiled.
Fakong's eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and he used his clairvoyance.