The two of them left the crowd behind, came to a pavilion with a white gauze hanging with a Yin and Yang diagram, and sat down.
"Tell me, is there anything you can't say? Let's talk first. If you can't tell me what Chou Yinmao is today, don't blame me for turning against you!" Xue Ji said coldly.
“Mr.
"Secret religion!?" Xue Ji was startled, "Are you serious? Are you serious about this!?"
"It's absolutely true!" Zhang Rongfang solemnly said, "Later, when Pindao borrowed the power of General Shangguan Lianyue to destroy a fleet of the Tantric Cult, he saw a master of the Tantric Cult who was exactly the same as the maid who served the princess before she was killed.
!!”
He clenched his hands unconsciously, his joints turning white, and lowered his head.
"When I saw this scene, Pindao couldn't believe it... I wanted to report it to the police at that time. But then the maid mysteriously disappeared and was never seen again... After that, Pindao understood what was going on behind the scenes.
The depth of the hidden water... is definitely not something that a little foreign medicine expert like me can afford."
"Are you serious about what you said!?" Xue Ji frowned upon hearing this.
"There were many people who had seen this kind of thing at that time, and you can find out if you make careful inquiries. Even if you want to lie, it will be hard for you to do so." Zhang Rongfang said sincerely.
"I will confirm it myself. You'd better not lie to me...otherwise..." Xue Ji's voice turned cold again.
"Mr. Xue..." Zhang Rongfang stopped talking.
"What else do you want to say?" Xue Ji frowned. He is a grown man who speaks and behaves like a mother-in-law.
Now he felt more and more that Zhang Ying could not be the murderer of the princess.
With his little city, he is so useless. How can he have the courage to attack the princess?
The princess is a master of the Three Airs. If she really wanted to take action, she would be killed instantly without even touching the ordinary external medicine in front of her.
"Young master, think about it carefully..." Zhang Rongfang sighed, "Pindao is only in his thirties this year. No matter how talented he is, how strong can he be?
Now, I have stayed here for two years. The water here is deep and the forest is dark, which is indescribable. When you investigate, you must put your own safety first."
"You mean!?" Xue Ji's heart trembled. That's right, this little Taoist priest is only in his thirties. It is said that he has already majored in literary arts and reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Even if this person is a genius and has been practicing since his mother's womb, it is impossible for him to be very strong in martial arts.
So, why did that person say that the death of the princess was related to Daoist Cult Daozi?
This is a bit like pushing someone to act as a shield.
Besides, those people dared to attack even the princess, let alone him.
If he really finds out any troublesome taboos, he will indeed be in danger.
"Exactly!" Zhang Rongfang nodded, "Actually, Princess Yongxiang has become a traitor now and is not allowed to conduct extensive investigations.
If you encounter something that you really can't handle, you can quietly send someone to Chenxiang Palace, and you should do your best."
Xue Ji looked solemn and stared at Zhang Rongfang carefully.
"I'm going to check the clues you said first. If it's true, I will apologize to you! If it's false... don't think you are a Taoist disciple, I won't be able to do anything to you..."
"Alas...everything Pindao said is true..." Zhang Rongfang looked sad and did not refute, but showed worry in his eyes.
"No matter what, Young Master must be careful. There will definitely be a lot of obstruction and danger."
He really didn't tell lies.
Princess Yongxiang was indeed not killed by him.
The maids and guards around him were indeed spies from the Tantric Cult.
That Han Jia did show up during the last siege.
All this is true.
As long as Xue Ji checks it, he can always find it.
After hearing this, Xue Ji no longer looked as arrogant as before.
That was his disguise.
He came here this time with the intention of provoking Zhang Ying and cooperating with his secret friends to explore this person's background and see if he was suspected of killing the princess.
Unexpectedly, despite repeated provocations, the other party still did not fight back, but instead gave important clues.
At this time, Xue Ji felt vaguely in his heart, had he really made the wrong suspect?
No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for a mere Zhang Ying to be able to kill the princess of the Sankong Realm.
There must be a bigger mastermind behind this case.
"Whether what you said is true or not, after I verify it, the truth will come to light!"
Immediately, he snorted coldly, stood up, and left quickly.
Not long after, many soldiers from the army brought by Xue Ji also followed and left.
Chenxiang Palace once again regained its previous peace.
Zhang Rongfang was sitting in the pavilion.
'The Grandmaster of the Western Sect has arrived, and the Xue family and his son are looking for trouble...The situation is getting more and more dangerous...'
He picked up the koumiss on the table, took a sip, and fell into deep thought.
When he killed Kong Xiang, he predicted that today would happen.
If it was for other matters, he could still ask his master for help, but in this case, he could only handle it himself.
The Xue family's father and son had a high status, and were guarded by masters from Xuehong Pavilion. There were also many masters in the accompanying military generals.
It seems serious, but it's just a minor illness.
The focus is still on the Xizong side, even the grandmaster is here...
When Zhang Rongfangzheng was thinking about Xizong's possible course of action.
Suddenly, a slim figure quietly approached from the side of the pavilion.
"Daozi." The person who came was none other than Zhang Zhenhai.
She now uses another identity in Chenxiang Palace and holds the position of a valet.
At this time, she was wearing a tight black outfit, a high ponytail, a black mask, and a row of silver shining knives tied to her thighs.
There was also a slender single-edged knife on his back.
Just standing aside, her hot and concave figure was highlighted by the tights, and her curves were even more exposed.
But fortunately, she also wore a dark cloak outside.
After being mentioned by Zhang Rongfang once, she only wore such clothes in front of Zhang Rongfang.
Zhang Rongfang raised his head and smiled at her.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
"Why did Daozi have to be so tolerant to that Xue Ji?" Zhang Zhenhai didn't understand. "It's clearly left to his subordinates to deal with, but it can be easily solved with a lesson or two in secret. Why is that?"
"Because it's not worth it." Zhang Rongfang shook his head gently. "Now that the army is crossing the border and the Xizong masters are coming, we must be careful. We cannot act rashly."
"I understand. But seeing how arrogant Xue Ji is..." Zhang Zhenhai gritted his teeth.
Seeing Zhang Rongfang being humiliated in this way, she felt a fire in her heart.
"It doesn't matter." Zhang Rong looked calm. "Don't worry, Xizong, it's just a small matter for the Xue family and his son. We can solve it by testing their strength. The trouble is with Xizong, but... they can't stay here.
Too long."
"Zhenhai understands." Zhang Zhenhai lowered his head.
"Wait a moment...wait a moment..." Zhang Rongfang lowered his head, looked at the drink in the glass, and said no more.
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Huangjing Mountain.
Two rebellious people dressed up as medicine farmers and walked up the mountain road step by step from the foot of the mountain.
They are masters of physical skills arranged by the counter-religion nearby to patrol the surrounding area.
However, while the two were patrolling, they didn't notice at all that there were two tall and burly figures in the distance, quietly looking at them, watching them disguise themselves as medicine farmers and walk towards the mountains.
"According to local people's information, martial arts practitioners can often be seen coming and going here. In addition, Huangjing Mountain is huge and deep. If the rebels want to hide this place.
Either they are hiding in the city, or they are only close to here. Otherwise, they are further away."
"Can it be more accurate? Huangjing Mountain is huge. If we have to look for it piece by piece, we don't have that much time." Another person asked in a deep voice.
"There is another way. If the original Princess Yongxiang is also proven to have been killed by the rebels, then one of them will definitely have the purple mark of killing the royal bloodline on their bodies." A previous person answered.
"Unless someone from Xuehong Pavilion comes, or someone from the royal family comes themselves, we can't do this." Another person shook his head.
The light shone down, gently illuminating the person's face.
This person was clearly a burly monk wearing a black cassock with red thread. He was also the master of the True Buddhist Temple sent by Xizong to investigate the death of Kong Xiang this time - Kong Ding.
"There is another way."
"What can I do?" Kong Ding looked at the other party.
"Looking for the leader of the local force should be the fastest way to find the location of the counter-sect. As Ci Tong is well-informed right now, there are not many people suitable for us to visit."
"That's a way." Kong Ding nodded slowly.
When they came here, they were not familiar with the place, so naturally they wanted to find people who were familiar with it to facilitate their operations.
Seeing the two 'drug farmers' slowly walking into the depths of the mountain forest, he turned around.
"Zhang Ying Daozi of the Great Dao Sect is here and still serves as the guardian, so we should go directly to find him."
"Yes, uncle."
The two of them immediately stopped watching and turned around and rushed towards the other direction of Citong City.
Chenxiang Palace is not within the city, but on the outskirts of the city.
Not long after, the two of them arrived at the foot of Agarwood Mountain one after another.
Instead of climbing the mountain hastily, he politely found a visitor at the foot of the mountain, informed him of his identity, and passed them up.
Soon, a new Taoist priest came and led the two of them up the mountain.
At the mountain gate of Chenxiang Palace, Kong Ding saw a man with several Taoists waiting outside the gate.
He looked carefully at the person in the lead.
The man was more than two meters tall, with black hair shawl, and a purple and black robe, with various patterns of flowers, trees and clouds.
Wearing a Qinghua white jade Taoist crown on his head, he looks obviously tall and tall, but has a gentle temperament.
From a distance, Kong Ding looked at each other.
"The poor monk Kongding, in front of him is Zhang Ying and Zhang Daozi of Tianbao Palace?"
Kong Ding's feet were a little lower, his body suddenly rushed out quickly, and he was in front of Zhang Rongfang and others in the blink of an eye.
A few tens of meters away, you'll be there in a blink of an eye.
It was a light and fast speed that was completely inconsistent with his burly iron tower-like figure.
It looks fine from a distance, but up close, it feels like a rhinoceros dancing on the tip of a knife.
Zhang Rongfang was awestruck in his heart, but his face showed a look of appropriate wonder.
"It turns out to be Master Kongzi from Zhenfo Temple. I'm sorry to show you disrespect. I'm Zhang Ying, the junior, whose Taoist name is Qiankun. I've met the master before."
He took a step forward and made a gesture.
"Qiankun?" He paused for a moment, then looked Zhang Rongfang up and down with his slightly yellowish-brown eyes.
The movements are fast and very stealthy.
"This is a pretty awesome nickname." He said with a smile.
"Maybe back then, Master also had high hopes for the younger generation, but now..." Zhang Rongfang showed helplessness at the right time.