Chapter 2020 What can I do about this?
Nangong Jing didn't miss the strangeness in his eyes, his cold eyes were slightly narrowed into slits, and the cold air emanating from his body was overwhelming.

Jiang Heng immediately taught a lesson: "I advise you not to lie, this is just yesterday's incident."

"Amitabha, the benefactor... the monks don't lie. Yesterday, I accompanied him to buy the items needed on the road, and he left in the evening."

Ling Kong put one hand in front of his chest, and explained with the other hand pointing to the photo in his hand.

Jiang Heng: "..." It can't be such a coincidence...

Jiang Han: "..." It's over...

"Then where did she go?" Nangong Jing's cold face was even more frightening at this moment.

"He...he didn't say..." Ling Kong was a little scared of Nangong Jing, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak well.

Under the dim moonlight, Nangong Jing's cold eyes emitted a creepy light, and her thin lips moved slightly: "Where is Hong Yuan?"

Ling Kong was startled again, as if seeing a ghost in his horrified eyes, he swallowed subconsciously.

Before she could speak hastily, she heard Nangong Jing order coldly: "Take me to see him!"

"But...but, he's not here anymore..." Ling Kong explained tremblingly.

"Say it again?" Nangong Jing's cold eyes were filled with murderous intent, which made Ling Kong and Hui Yun's backs go stiff.

"Hongyuan? Donor, there is no monk named Hongyuan in our temple!" Huiyun clasped his hands together and explained.

"Really?" Nangong Jing's gloomy voice contained an indescribable horror.

Huiyun's face was as white as a sheet of paper. I'm afraid he remembered wrongly. After all, there are thousands of people in the temple.

Turning his head to Ling Kong, he asked puzzledly, "Ling Kong, is there such a person in our temple?"

"That..." Ling Kong scratched his bald head.

Helplessly explained: "Senior brother Huiyun, master Hongyuan is... the mage who... lives in the cave..."

"Oh..." Huiyun nodded with a face of sudden realization.

Facing Nangong Jing with clasped hands, he said, "Amitabha, this benefactor, I'm very sorry, Master Hongyuan is just an eminent monk attached to our temple.

Strictly speaking, he does not belong to the monks of our monastery, and he usually gives them some food because of the help of his fellow monks.

If you want to find him, go in from the main entrance and walk all the way to the end. Open the back door and you will see a small forest. You can see a cave through it. Master Hongyuan lives there! "

"Jiansi, Master Hongyuan..." Ling Kong hadn't finished speaking...

Nangong Jing asked gloomily: "What? He left too?"

"This..." Ling Kong was stunned by his staring eyes like the twelfth lunar month, and his mind seemed to be tied up, and he didn't know what to say for a while...

Nangong Jing turned around and strode towards the direction Jian Si said, and a large group of people followed behind him.

"Benefactor!" Ling Kong called softly, they seemed to be unable to hear them, and they didn't turn their heads...

"If he wants to find Master Hong Yuan, let him find him. Don't cause trouble. We can't afford to offend this benefactor!" Hui Yun sighed helplessly.

"No, Brother Huiyun, Master Hongyuan has passed away..." Ling Kong explained anxiously.

"Amitabha Buddha...so good...when did this happen?" Huiyun looked terrified, folded his hands together and bent towards the door.

"He passed away the night before yesterday, and I reported it yesterday!" Ling Kong looked at Nangong Jing and the others' backs, his black eyes filled with uneasiness.

"It's my fault that I've been too busy these two days, and I don't have time to read it. What should I do? Quickly, explain to this benefactor!" Hui Yun said while pulling Ling Kong to follow.

(End of this chapter)

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