Bi Yan immediately said: "I just came out from Master, we will go there now."

When he arrived at the place, Zhang Ze discovered that Lin Youjian's residence was not far from where he stayed, but he didn't notice it at first.

Bi Yan went in and announced, and soon Lin Youjian greeted him at the door: "Zhang Shaoxia."

"Senior Lin, I have bothered you so much, and I hope that Senior Lin will forgive me." Zhang Ze returned the gift.

I haven't seen him for nearly a month, but this Wudang hero who is nearly half a century old looks a little more serious. Although he doesn't show it on the face, he is a little tired all over his body.Although his brows are stretched at the moment, there are a few small wrinkles between his brows, presumably he is worried about Qiu Anlan's death.

Finding an apprentice who sent him away, Lin Youjian welcomed Zhang Ze and Zhang Ze into the room, he didn't know what Bi Yan said, he skipped the polite words, and asked directly: "I don't know what's important for Zhang Shaoxia? "

"Just to remind seniors."

At the end of the conversation, Zhang Ze felt that he was a bit hasty. He had no evidence and no witnesses. The only thing that could barely be counted as evidence was Gu Qingfeng's unsigned letter. How can he convince Lin Youjian, who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, to believe his words? ?

But thinking about it again, it's about Netherworld, Lin Youjian can't help but not care about it, as long as he has doubts in his heart, he will check in many ways, so won't his goal be achieved?

With a flash of thought in his mind, Zhang Ze picks and chooses, and somehow conveys the matter of the treasure map to the other party.

Lin Youjian listened very seriously with a calm face, his brows gradually frowned, and he walked slowly in the room following Zhang Ze's words. At the end, he asked in a deep voice: "Zhang Shaoxia said that You Ming already has a Half of the treasure map, they are looking for the other half, want to open the treasure house and get the martial arts cheats inside?"

Zhang Ze nodded: "Exactly."

Lin Youjian's face remained calm, he just cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Zhang Shaoxia for informing this matter. The old man will definitely send someone to investigate this matter."

"Then there is Senior Laurin."

Having said all that should be said, Zhang Ze got up to leave and went out for a while, when he suddenly remembered something: "Tian Yi, just now Senior Lin didn't ask me where the news came from and whether there is any evidence, so I just believed it. what I said……"

"Yes."

Zhang Ze was surprised: "How can such an illusory title like 'Heir of the Sword Immortal' be so effective?"

No matter whether others believe it or not, at least he himself does not believe it.

Tian Yi shook his head: "Although the Penglai Sword Immortal does exist, after a hundred years of transmission, the anecdotes about him are often exaggerated and distorted. With Lin Youjian's temperament, it is impossible to make a judgment based on this."

"I think so." Zhang Ze agrees with Tianyi's statement, "but senior Lin agreed to investigate in detail without asking, either he just said to deal with me casually, or he already knew about it before me. The news is true."

As for how to know, who cares, left and right are beneficial to him.

Putting his worries aside, Zhang Ze touched his stomach: "I haven't rested all day, I'm a little hungry, let's go, let's find something to eat."

A flower grower grows a flower soul, and he never treats his stomach badly when he can enjoy it.

Although most of the members of the Beggar Gang are street beggars, the main altar of the Beggar Gang occupies a vast area with carved beams and painted buildings, which is not inferior to the Changge School. Regardless of internal strength, the clothes are clean and tidy, not to mention wearing gold and silver, at least they are glamorous and look like a human being.

It seems that the poorest members of the Beggar Gang are probably only the bottom disciples, the higher the position and weight, the richer they are.

Randomly grabbing a beggar gang disciple and asking where the kitchen is, Zhang Ze dragged Tianyi around on the winding forest path, but couldn't find anything to eat. Instead, he saw a figure approaching in the distance. Take a closer look, whoever it is if it's not Feng He.

Before his brain could react, Zhang Ze had already walked around behind the tree and hid himself tightly by stepping on lightness kung fu.

Holding a wooden box in his hand, Feng He passed by the tree expressionlessly and found nothing.

Zhang Ze pondered, this old man might do something bad again, the opportunity is rare, and he must not let it go, but he is not good at hiding himself, and he may be discovered before he follows him: "Tian Yi, follow up and see .”

Tianyi nodded silently, but without seeing what he was doing, it dissipated soundlessly on the spot like a light smoke.

Zhang Ze waited for a while until Feng He's figure disappeared into the distance. He came out of his hiding place, slapped off the wood residue that he accidentally rubbed on his sleeve, and walked slowly in the direction of the kitchen.

Feng He walked extremely fast, as if he was rushing to meet someone, and walked straight past the disciple who stopped to salute him without even looking at him.

Those disciples had long been accustomed to Feng He's style, and only dared to whisper a few words when they were far away, and they kept Feng Huiyao killing Qiu Anlan in every sentence.Just because of this incident, the Beggars' Clan has been in panic for the past two days. Everyone from the elders down to the disciples have been scolded by the headmaster, and these low-status inner disciples have been warned and warned again and again. Let them keep their own place and don't cause trouble, otherwise they will lose their internal strength and be driven out.

It was originally Feng Huiyao's fault, but in the end there was nothing wrong with the mastermind, but they, the fish in the pool, suffered the disaster. Elder Feng had accumulated power for a long time, so they didn't dare to touch their brows, so they could only mutter a few times behind their backs, venting their anger resentment.

Feng He's ears were sharp, and all the gossips of those disciples were caught in his ears. While gnashing his teeth, he also understood that the situation was tense now, and it was not the time for him to lose his temper at will.Kang Sun has already started to suppress his influence in the beggar gang, and support Chen Wufeng, the old man.If he acted recklessly to stir up a mutiny and damage the foundation of the Beggar Clan, his leader Senior Brother Kang would never mind killing him and his son in public to appease the resentment.

Having been together for so many years, and knowing what kind of person Kang Sun is, even if Feng He was so angry that he would go to heaven, he would just curse "a bunch of trash" and walk away.

After a distance, Tian Yi carefully restrained his breath until it was close to the object, and followed Feng He closely, watching him pass through a large area of ​​houses, and came to a rather shabby wooden house in the back mountain, and opened the door to enter. .

Tianyi climbed on a tree branch, condescendingly observing the hut in the forest.

The light was on inside the house, there must be someone living here, there were only four Beggar Sect disciples standing at the door of the wooden house outside the house, other than that, there were no other guards.

Tianyi shuttled nimbly through the woods, using the cover of the trees to change his position, circled to the dead corner of the defense, and then lightly descended from the tree, flashed to the back of the wooden house like a ghost, and hid in the corner he had expected in advance. And fast, stepping on the leaves silently, lighter than the invisible and traceless wind.

The location he chose was really good, not to mention that it was not easy to detect. There happened to be a crack in the wooden wall, and the scene in the house could be vaguely seen, and the movement inside could be heard more clearly.

Feng He put the wooden box in his hand on the table, and greeted the people in the room: "Huiyao, come and eat something."

"This food tastes as bad as pig food. Daddy, you also bring it to me?" Feng Huiyao unceremoniously swept the wooden box to the ground, his voice full of blame and dissatisfaction, "Father, what are you doing with Kang?" Sun said no, when can I go out?"

There was a crisp slap, and Feng He slapped Feng Huiyao's face, sternly yelling: "You can call the head's name too!"

Feng Huiyao seemed to be stunned by the beating, and he didn't speak for a while, only his heavy breathing and Feng He's scolding were left in the room.

"How many times have I told you, you can play with other women as you want, but you are not allowed to move the female disciples of the Seven Sects, especially Emei! You are really talented, and you are going to attack Qiu Anlan on the border of the Beggar Clan! Your neck Is the head on top or the chamber pot? Can you use your brain to think about it before doing something! Even if you want to strike, find a place where there is no one, kill it and kill it. If there is no proof of death, you fucking call Rong Fang to catch him If I had known about your virtue, I should have strangled you to death, so that I would not cause trouble for me every day!"

Feng Huiyao had never been wronged like this since he was a child, so he couldn't bear it, and immediately yelled back at Maimang: "I'm not like you are used to, you want to strangle me, come on, If you can't strangle me to death, I'll count you as incompetent! Also, I didn't kill the person, so don't pour all the dirty water on me!"

The room suddenly became quiet, wondering if it was Feng He who was so angry that he poked his head away. After a while, Tian Yi heard Feng He's hoarse and aged voice asking again: "Hui Yao, are you really a person? Did you kill it?"

Seeing that Feng He's attitude eased, Feng Huiyao hit the snake with a stick and looked aggrieved: "It's really not me who killed it. I just saw a dark shadow sneaking around and looked suspicious, so I chased after it and took a look. When I got to the place, Emei's little lady Pi is already lying on the ground, exhaling more air than inhaling."

Feng He paused for a moment, then asked again: "You really didn't kill him? Don't lie to me."

It sounded like he believed [-]% to [-]% of Feng Huiyao's words.

Feng He looked at his son carefully, and it really didn't look like he was talking nonsense.My own son knows it himself.It's all here, and Kang Sun was alarmed. If he really did it, he would tell the truth to himself in order to ask him to help him wipe his ass.Otherwise, if you continue to be stubborn, if it is found out that he did it in the future, both father and son will be caught off guard.

"I didn't lie to you, it's really not me." Feng Huiyao said confidently.

Although it was a flirtatious little girl who led him there at the beginning, not some dark shadow, but he really didn't kill him, and he wasn't lying.

Feng He frowned: "If you didn't kill it, then someone framed it..."

"Father, is that Chen Wufeng? He has been fighting against dad all the time. He has gained power in the past two days. I don't know how proud he is."

"Let's have a look again." Feng He was noncommittal. According to his understanding of Chen Wufeng, this person has always looked down on these insidious methods. It is unlikely that he did this. It is not impossible to wait for such an opportunity to show your fangs, "I will ask someone to bring you food later, you can stay here at ease and don't cause trouble."

Chen Wufeng couldn't move for the time being, but he couldn't sit still and wait for death.Wu Lang and he are both elders of the Beggar Clan. They have shallow foundation and little influence, and they are the bottom of the elders.But now the situation is stronger than others, and it is better to have more power in my hands than to see him being taken away by Chen Wufeng.

What's more, now that Youming is making troubles everywhere, he has to find a way to fish out Huiyao. It's best to pour the dirty water back on Chen Wufeng and accuse him of framing his fellow disciples. He will not be outraged by the public and force him to protect him.

Seeing that Feng He was about to leave, Feng Huiyao became impatient and grabbed his clothes and refused to let him go: "Father—I've been staying in this wretched place for two days, when can I go out?"

Seeing his son rolling around, Feng He snorted coldly: "If I hadn't pulled my face to beg Kang Sun, you would still be locked in the dungeon! There are people outside the door, so let them come to me if you need anything." , you just stay here and don’t cause trouble for me. If anything goes wrong, go to the dungeon by yourself.”

Not knowing how terrifying the dungeon was, Feng Huiyao was visibly sluggish when he spoke again: "Oh."

"You guys, keep an eye on him, and don't make trouble again." Obviously not trusting his son, before leaving, Feng He told the four guards again.

The guards responded one after another: "The disciple obeys."

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