Dust roots [comprehension]

When the last ray of sunset light was put away and the night fell completely, the horn sounded, three times, long and short.

"Xiezhijiao?" Lu Tingyun recognized the special tone, "Martial law?"

Huiyue on the opposite side explained softly: "The eight major sects were all disturbed by the flower-picking thieves in one night. In addition, many people have been victimized before, and Pingyang City has to pay attention to it. Therefore, martial law can only enter and cannot exit. .”

"Today is already the third day of the martial law," Hui Yue said in a soft and clear voice, "Pingyang City is the largest city in the cultivation world, and there are many monks who come and go every day. , Those who have status can still leave after registering a place in the city lord's mansion."

"Uncle Fang told us that the martial law is up to five days, and if it goes on longer, there may be chaos in Pingyang City." Huiyue paused, "We disciples are guessing in private that the martial law in Pingyang may be the result of the eight major sects reporting to the city lord's mansion. In exchange for pressure."

"For Pingyang, the sect of cultivation is indeed not as important as the family, but I think your pressure is in the hands of the city lord of Pingyang, because the daughter of the family is patronized by flower pickers and the whole city is under martial law, which will affect the family. Everyone will guess who it is It is not in the interests of the big family that something happened to the daughter of the family."

"Now, everyone knows that the martial law in Pingyang is due to the eight sects, the aristocratic family has been reduced to the background board, and you have become the first birds, protecting others from disasters, so don't feel pressured, you don't owe Pingyang anything."

After hearing Lu Tingyun's words, Huiyue was silent for a while, and corrected in a low voice: "It's not 'you', it's 'us', senior brother Lu, you are our senior brother."

Lu Tingyun knew that Huiyue was a sensitive girl, but her sensitivity wasn't something that made her feel sad for no reason. She probably heard something when she said that.

"Did you hear people on the street say what I said? Don't take it to heart." He thought of Song Huaichen's defense of himself, "It's not like no one speaks for me."

"Senior brother Lu, we disciples all know that the sect master is unfair to you. I secretly asked the master, and she also said that the sect master's actions were thoughtless. Besides... when you were framed by Yao Shigu, she failed to come out. Master has always been worried about his strength." When it is not his own disciple, when the truth is unknown, the elders of the peaks mostly take a wait-and-see attitude, and occasionally speak, but also worry about the attitude of the master, and another who needs medical treatment from Pharmacist Valley. The same door, helping to speak is also painless.

"If you go back to the sect, Master said that she will speak up for you." Hui Yue looked at Lu Tingyun earnestly, hoping that he could give her a reply immediately.

It was impossible for Lu Tingyun to answer her: "Wu Busheng, how is Junior Brother Wu doing now?"

"Senior Brother Wu..." Huiyue thought for a while, "I haven't seen Senior Brother Wu for a long time. He has been staying on Xiong Erfeng. If it is not necessary to be there, the disciples of Xiong Erfeng seldom come out."

"Actually... Senior Brother Lu, you're actually fine outside."

Hui Yue suddenly changed the subject, Lu Tingyun looked at her unexpectedly: "How do you say that?"

Outside the private room, Di Rongshan and Song Huaichen were leaning on the railing and chatting.

The man who always wore a black cloak came to Song Huaichen's small shop to report and buy breakfast every day. Huang Yaoshi was talking about his schemes, but because he was pleasing to the eye after seeing him every day, he no longer looked at him like an enemy.

The two of them also heard the horn of martial law, and Di Rongshan snapped his fingers: "There are two days left, and the martial law should be withdrawn."

"What if you still can't catch anyone after two days?" If you can't catch people, the martial law that mobilizes the crowd will become a joke, and Pingyang will lose face. The most powerful city can't even catch a flower picker.

Di Rongshan curled the corner of his mouth, implying something: "Don't worry, I will catch someone."

Song Huaichen instantly understood what he meant: "Because... no one can confirm that the flower picker is alone?"

"Smart." Di Rongshan admired, "I don't know how many sinners with bad conduct and heinous crimes have been imprisoned in the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion. If you really can't catch them, just drag them out."

"However, I still hope to catch the truth. If one day the flower pickers pick the flowers in my room, I will have no place to cry."

Song Huaichen cast his eyes out of the window. From the corner where they were standing, they could still see the inn where the eminent monks of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion were staying: "Since the Buddhist scriptures pavilion was set up, the flower pickers have never appeared again. He, or they, are afraid. ?"

Di Rongshan wasn't sure: "Perhaps. After the martial law was lifted, all sects should leave. At that time, the flower picker would act unscrupulously. After all, he was not discovered until dawn when he entered the family, and the disciples of the eight sects were not discovered that night. wake up."

"You mean, if the Eighth Sect disciples can't catch the flower picker when they are here, they will never be able to catch it?"

Di Rongshan nodded: "I don't mean to underestimate the defense of Pingyang City, but I do think so."

"But if he doesn't show up, what can you do? Maybe he's not in the city long ago?"

"He's here." Di Rongshan was decisive, Song Huaichen looked at him.

"Song Daoyou, I have been in Pingyang for a long time, and I have more or less connections. I don't say which ones are outside the aristocratic family that was patronized by the flower pickers, but I know it. I also know what kind of drug that floated into Miss Xiang's boudoir... from Zhenbao Pavilion At the auction, someone bought an important medicinal material for making this drug, and there are still a large number of raw materials that were bought from the medicinal material store in Pingyang City after the martial law, so I am sure he is there."

"But my influence is only in Pingyang. I want to make sure that the flower picker has given the same medicine to the disciples of the eight sects. If not, then the flower picker is probably not alone."

"A large amount of medicinal materials? How much? If the amount is really large, even if it is the same drug, it may not mean that the flower picker is a person."

"Even if they are not the same person, it can prove that they are from the same organization. If it is confirmed that they are from the same organization, Pingyang will not be ashamed if they can't catch anyone." Di Rongshan handed Song Huaichen a piece of paper, "I heard that there was an accident in the city. A brilliant wandering doctor who has cured many intractable diseases, please ask Fellow Daoist Song to let him see if he can find out the source of this prescription."

Song Huaichen thought that if Huang Yaoshi could really see where the prescription came from, the matter would be really serious.He thought of Yu Chen's Yingbo sword, and Yunzhi in the sword, and felt that things were beginning to develop into more and more complicated discoveries.

Let's take a step by step.

Song Huaichen thought so, and took the paper.

"Over the eight major sects, I will talk to Lu Tingyun."

Di Rongshan bowed his hands to Song Huaichen as a thank you, then smiled and acted flirtatiously: "You really don't want to have a drink with me? Lu Tingyun and that pretty girl probably have to chat for a long time."

"what are you guys saying?"

Just like Song Huaichen saw Di Rongshan as soon as he opened the door, Lu Tingyun opened the door of the private room, and immediately saw the two people around the corner, and heard Di Rongshan's last words, his expression implied vigilance.

Song Huaichen's expression was natural: "Is the talk over?"

Lu Tingyun nodded, and turned to let Huiyue come out.

"It's getting dark, I'll take Huiyue back." He looked sideways at Song Huaichen, "Brother Song, come together?"

This is actually a very strange invitation.

Flower picking thieves are rampant, it is only natural for senior brothers to send junior sisters back to the inn, but what is it to bring along Song Huaichen who is not from the same sect?

Lu Tingyun and Huiyue finished talking, and Song Huaichen and Di Rongshan finished talking, so even though he thought this invitation was strange, Song Huaichen still nodded.

None of Gui Yizong's disciples staying in Pingyang belonged to Xiong Erfeng, Lu Tingyun didn't intend to have a deep talk with them, and after sending them to him, he said a few words before saying goodbye.

Although the martial law in Pingyang has not been fully enforced, it still has an impact on the city. There are many more people on the street, and the Eight Great Sects are also luminous bodies. The monks who are trapped in the city and cannot walk will wander here.There were so many people, and the disciples of Guiyi Sect didn't want to talk too much. In addition, the matter of the flower pickers made the sect very anxious. They were not disciples of Yifeng, and they didn't intend to invite anyone in to explain in detail. They talked politely at the entrance of the inn. After a few words, Song Huaichen observed his words and expressions, and felt that the relationship between Lu Tingyun and the disciples who came out to greet him was just average.

What Di Rongshan told him, Song Huaichen had already told Lu Tingyun via voice transmission on the way here, and Lu Tingyun responded at that time, but it was obviously not the time to ask, Song Huaichen didn't say anything, turned around and left with Lu Tingyun.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to the store, Lu Tingyun directly handed over a piece of paper that had been folded into dried tofu: "It contains the unburned drug, Huiyue gave it to me."

Song Huaichen was shocked: "When did you secretly communicate the song?"

"What is called Antong song..." Lu Tingyun was very dissatisfied with this word, "Huiyue came to me for this matter. The one who was recruited by Guiyizong was Hehuiyue Yifeng's disciple, and she was in that disciple's room I found this. Now that Ba Zong is under the watchful eyes of everyone, she is at a loss to do some things. She knows that I know a pharmacist, so she asked me to help."

The girl with a soft voice and an introverted personality also put forward a bold guess. She discussed with a few close disciples and felt that the flower picker might be a disciple of the Eight Sects. Soon, at that time, the disciples of the eight sects had arrived one after another.

"The disciples of the Eight Sects are the guests of the family in Pingyang City. It is not surprising that they are familiar with the terrain. Moreover, if the disciples of the Eight Sects commit crimes within the Eight Sects and hide in the crowd, no one will be able to find them."

"It's a very reasonable guess." Song Huaichen handed the paper package to Huang Yaoshi who came to hear the sound, "He only sends flowers to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, and Buddhist eminent monks must have an unusual status in his heart."

"I think Huiyue's guess is very unrealistic." Lu Tingyun just said it in passing, almost telling Song Huaichen as a joke, but he didn't expect him to believe it, "The disciples who can come to Pingyang are monks with good morals and cultivation— —Even if virtue is just pretending, since you already have a certain status in the sect, it’s fine to ask whoever you like to marry directly? Why do you want to be a flower picker who is thankless? "

The monks who came to Pingyang have the same status, so there is no big surprise, and there will be no twists and turns in getting married.

"Maybe it's evil fate." This was Song Huaichen's sigh.

Yunzhi, who lived with a puppet, was full of gossips, and couldn't help but put forward her own opinion: "Can male cultivators ask for marriage, and female cultivators can propose marriage? I heard that the ladies who were picked flowers were not substantially harmed. Could it be because the flower pickers have no ability to harm them at all?"

"Perhaps entering Miss Xiang's boudoir is deception? In fact, maybe her target is a male cultivator."

Song Huaichen: "...Picking flowers upside down?" It literally opened the door to a new world.