Li Ying smiled and said: "Actually, my father's collection contains more than just the relics of Master Tianque."
Fakong raised his brows slightly and said with a smile: "Are there other relics of the master? The Taoist master's collection is really quite large."
"My father does have a lot of treasures." Li Ying pursed her lips and said with a smile: "The so-called cunning rabbit has three caves. He has several treasures. I thought they were well hidden."
Fakong smiled and said, "Did you steal Master Tianque's relic from my father?"
"What's the difference between his and mine?" Li Ying waved her hand: "It's mine sooner or later, so it doesn't matter if I take it out in advance."
Fakong chuckled and said, "Tao Master is really lucky to have such a daughter."
Li Ying rolled her eyes at him.
The relationship between the two seemed to be extremely close, and this scene was seen by Ning Zhenzhen, who was slowly falling down.
"Senior brother." Ning Zhenzhen landed in front of him silently, bringing a faint fragrance.
The smile on Fakong's face was still there, and he said with a smile: "Junior sister, why are you here at this time, but there is something urgent?"
Ning Zhenzhen rarely came over if there was no urgent matter. She would sneak over by herself at night and talk in her yard.
The two of them were secretive, but because he had an eye on things, he wasn't afraid of being discovered, so he was more secretive.
They didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this. It didn't involve their children's personal relationship, but it was a matter of major importance to them.
They have been secretly planning something big.
"Yeah." Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly.
Xu Qingluo ran to Ning Zhenzhen to say hello.
Ning Zhenzhen smiled and took her hand, shaking it gently twice.
Fakong looked at Li Ying.
Li Ying smiled knowingly and said: "Then I'll take my leave first. Master, please think about it and don't wait too long, lest the assassin escapes and cannot catch up even if he is found. That would be a pity."
"Okay." Fakong nodded lightly.
Li Ying smiled at Ning Zhenzhen, turned around and walked away.
Fakong withdrew his gaze, saw Ning Zhenzhen looking at him inquiringly, and said with a smile: "This Young Master Li is really brave and has given many good things, so I have to help."
"Senior brother, don't forget her identity." Ning Zhenzhen reminded her, suppressing her discomfort.
Li Ying is a disciple of the Demon Sect and a witch. It is not appropriate for senior brother to be so close to him. Senior Uncle Yuan Zhi taught him a lesson.
Like a teacher, like a disciple?
If senior brother continues to follow the old path of uncle Yuan Zhi, even if he has supernatural powers, Kongang Temple will not be lenient.
Fakong laughed and said: "Where are you thinking!...What's the emergency?"
Ning Zhenzhen said softly: "Wai Si captured a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult."
Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "It was Wai Si's minister who personally took action and used all his strength to finally capture this Kunshan Holy Cult disciple without letting him commit suicide."
Fakong smiled.
Ning Zhenzhen said softly: "The foreign minister is going to interrogate him, but I don't think it's appropriate. It seems that this disciple still has a way to commit suicide."
Fakong nodded slightly: "You want me to stop him from committing suicide."
"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen said softly: "If we can't stop him, then Kunshan Holy Cult will never be able to solve it."
The disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult are too fanatical. Once caught, they will commit suicide without being able to find out any secrets.
If you can't ask, then killing more disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult will not help. No one knows how many disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult there are.
More importantly, where are the disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult? Are they in the palace or outside the palace, in the palace of the prince or in the palace of the first and second-rank ministers?
After finally catching a Kunshan Holy Cult disciple, we must not let him commit suicide so easily.
But the Kunshan Holy Cult had a weird mentality. They first disabled his martial arts, and then sealed his acupuncture points, making him unable to move.
Logically speaking, under such circumstances, there is no way to commit suicide, because you can't move and your martial arts skills are gone, so how can you use your skills?
If you can't move or perform exercises, where will you find the strength to commit suicide?
But I intuitively told myself that this disciple of the Kunshan Holy Cult was capable of committing suicide, and it was impossible to prevent him from doing so, and he might even hurt others because of it.
He was afraid that the people in the foreign affairs department would relax and he would take the opportunity to use his secret skills, thereby losing more people.
I am just a little Sicheng, he is soft-spoken and his words have no effect at all and they will not listen to him.
At this critical moment, she thought of two people, one was Master Miaoyin Shenni, and the other was Fa Kong.
She quickly analyzed that if she could invite Master Miaoyin Shenni, she really didn't want to trouble Fakong, but in the end she had to trouble Fakong.
She thought: Not to mention that Master Miaoyin Shenni is good at wisdom and clear mind, which is similar to herself, and the worship in the Forbidden Palace may not be taken seriously by the foreign ministers, and they may not listen to her.
If it causes the opposite effect, then there is no need to ask the master.
The most important thing is that the master couldn't stop this guy from committing suicide.
Senior brother Fa Kong is not like that.
He has great supernatural powers, so he must have a solution.
After much deliberation, I decided to come directly to look for Fakong. I didn’t want to bother Fakong with ordinary trivial matters, but I still had to look for him for such big things.
"...Just put this on him." Fa Kong took out a string of Buddhist beads from his sleeve and handed it to Ning Zhenzhen.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "The one who was blessed with the Pure Heart Curse?"
Fakong nodded.
Ning Zhenzhen smiled: "Senior brother, don't you go and take a look?"
"It's good to have you here."
"...Then I'm leaving."
Fa Kong waved his hand.
Ning Zhenzhen was as light as a white cloud, slowly floating over the wall, waving her hand to Xu Qingluo in the air, and disappearing without a trace.
Xu Qingluo said: "I wish I had Qinggong like Master Ning, it would be so beautiful."
Zhou Yang snorted: "You are so lazy. If you want to practice such light kung fu, it will take you years and years!"
Xu Qingluo smiled and looked at the sky: "Master, why don't you go and have a look?"
Fakong shook his head.
Xu Qingluo pursed her lips and chuckled.
Fakong laughed.
This disciple is really smart and can see through his own thoughts at a glance.
"Master, do you really want to help the third son of the King of England catch the assassin?" Xu Qingluo asked curiously: "Are you really scared by Young Master Li?"
"Do you think we should help?" Fakong asked.
Xu Qingluo stopped thinking and nodded lightly: "We should help."
"Why?" Fakong asked with a smile.
Xu Qingluo said: "Master, when you save the prince, you have already made a grudge with the assassin, so you must be careful of his revenge. It is better to strike first."
"Well……"
"Besides, sending Buddha to the West, isn't this what you often say, Master? Since you are sending a favor, you should send it to the end."
"Well, that makes sense."
"Besides, what Young Master Li just said is correct. You can't favor one over the other. It's true."
"This assassin is really hard to find."
"Master, there's nothing you can do?" Xu Qingluo said in surprise.
She felt that nothing could be difficult for Fakong and that Master was omnipotent.
Fakong shook his head.
Xu Qingluo frowned: "That is indeed troublesome. If I help but Master cannot find the murderer, it will damage my reputation...otherwise, I'd better refuse."
Fakong smiled: "This is quite interesting. The harder it is to do, the more interesting it is when it is done."
"...Yes." Xu Qingluo nodded lightly.
After Fakong drank a cup of tea, he put down the cup.
In the void of his mind, two groups of light flew out of the light wheel, flying into four beams in the air, and penetrated into the ears and eyes of the Medicine Buddha statue respectively.
clairvoyance.
Tian Er Tong.
Ning Zhenzhen came to Xicheng in a hurry.
In the Xicheng courtyard, a middle-aged man stood upright in the center, surrounded by several young men and women.
Sima Xun, Huang Yufeng, Zhao Zhihua and others were also among them.
They looked at the middle-aged man in front of them and looked curiously at the direction of the hall.
Three middle-aged men were sitting in the hall, drinking tea comfortably.
"Why is Sicheng missing here? Where did he go?"
"Ning Zhenzhen, the genius disciple of Mingyue Temple, is really good-looking."
"She is so arrogant. By throwing us here, is she trying to intimidate us?"
"It shouldn't be right? It seems that Miss Ning is not so ignorant. She must have something urgent to go out to take care of."
"As a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult, what could be bigger than this?"
"Brother Ni, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to seize this case that should actually belong to the internal department?"
"Haha...Brother Chi, why do our foreign ministers need to pay attention to our internal ministers when doing things?"
"That's true, but..."
"Okay, they are a bunch of losers. If we really let it go to them, will they be able to catch this person?"
"That's true."
While they were discussing, Ning Zhenzhen walked in, clasped his fists and saluted, first thanked him, and then handed the string of Buddhist beads to the middle-aged man in charge: "Ni Chong, please put this on for that guy first."
"What's this?"
"Senior Brother Fakong asked me to suppress those who committed suicide."
"Oh?" The burly middle-aged man in front of him took the beads and immediately felt a coolness entering his mind and then spreading all over his body in an instant.
It's like I got into an ice spring in summer and suddenly woke up.
"Yo!" He looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand in surprise and said with emotion: "As expected of Master Fakong."
"Master Fakong's Buddhist beads? Let me take a look."
"Let me take a look too!"
The three of them took turns to look at it, and they all felt the power of the Qingxin Curse, so Ning Zhenzhen put it on the chest of the Kunshan Holy Cult disciple.
With the suppression of this Buddha bead, the disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult must not be able to commit suicide, so they can ask questions.
Ni Zhao, who was in charge, came to the courtyard with his hands behind his back, stood in front of the Kunshan Holy Cult disciple, looked at him, and looked at him calmly.
He turned to Ning Zhenzhen and said, "I'm going to ask now, Miss Ning has taken the trouble."
"Okay." Ning Zhenzhen smiled lightly.
Ni Zhao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said with emotion: "Who would have thought that a top-notch master would actually become a slave, which is shocking."
The middle-aged man had a look of disdain on his face.
"It seems that you think that no matter how big the sacrifice is for the goal, it is worthy." Ni Zhao nodded: "It's a pity that others don't think so."
Ning Zhenzhen took a look at Ni Zhao.
Ni Zhao said: "What did he say?"
"They are all curse words." Ning Zhenzhen said lightly: "They are not worth listening to."
Ni Zhao nodded: "He must be scolding me in his heart and wishing he could eat my flesh and drink my blood."
Ning Zhenzhen said: "It's not that vicious."
Ni Zhaodao: "If you have anything to say, just say it. There is no need to shock him to cover it up."
"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen responded.
Ni Zhao looked at the young man: "Is it worth it? For the Kunshan Holy Cult, you have to lose all your face?"
The middle-aged man once again showed disdain.
"How many disciples of the Kunshan Holy Sect are lurking in Shenjing?
Ni Zhao turned his attention to Ning Zhenzhen.
Ning Zhenzhen was silent and shook his head: "No."
The middle-aged man and the other two couldn't help but be startled.