"Has Daoren He contacted you before?" Fan Xian asked.
"No. The dean was hiding a Taoist, maybe he was just for you, but you killed him." Yan Bingyun said coldly.
"Are you so hurt? What do you mean I killed him?"
"You acted like that and let Mr. He deceive Mr. He. Fan Xian, you underestimate Mr. Shen! He is suspicious himself. Do you think he can doubt Mr. He? Once he finds out the flaw, Mr. He His death has come."
"Haha, he really can't find this flaw." Fan Xian smiled confidently.
"Dong, dong dong."
There was a knock on the door, and Fan Xian's escort Gundam opened the door and came in, shouting loudly: "Sir, Tan Wu..."
Seeing Yan Bingyun staring at him, Gundam immediately closed his mouth.
"It's okay. If you have anything to say, you don't have to avoid Mr. Xiaoyan." Fan Xian said with a smile.
"Ahaha, sir, what is that? Uesugi Tiger's people asked, when will we take action?"
"Ask him to go back and tell Uesugihu that he will get an answer within two or three days."
"Okay." Gundam responded, turned around and went out.
After Gundam left the room, Yan Bingyun looked at Fan Xian in surprise and said, "Are you really in touch with Uesugi Tiger?"
"He Daoren is the dean's spy. I will definitely not let his death be in vain." Fan Xian said with a smile.
"Then how did Uesugihu contact you?" Yan Bingyun asked doubtfully.
Fan Xian smiled, pointed at the Northern Qi warriors outside the house, and said: "These people are the best bridges. In full view of everyone, Vice Admiral Uesugi Tiger is here. It seems that he is here to challenge me, but his real purpose is Only Tora Uesugi and the others know. I just want to show this scene to Shen Shen, regardless of whether he believes it or not, anyway, I planted this seedling deeply in his heart."
"As you just said, you are heavy and suspicious. Only by doing this will you be temporarily safe, eliminate suspicion, and continue to be an undercover agent."
Yan Bingyun frowned and asked, "What are you going to do? How?"
"Rescue Sean."
"Why should he cooperate with you?"
"Because Tiger Uesugi doesn't know where Sean is being held, the prerequisite for our cooperation is that I find Sean's whereabouts first."
"Then why does he believe you can find Sean?"
"Of course he wouldn't believe it at first, so I asked him to wait. When I rescue you, I will naturally be able to prove my ability."
Yan Bingyun rolled his eyes, nodded slightly and said, "It's clear, now it's all clear. They are all linked together, causing each other. You do have some tricks."
Fan Xian grinned and said, "You can talk about this more in the future."
"So have you found where Sean is?"
"No. I was able to find you thanks to Miss Shen's deep affection. It's even harder to find him."
"Since you can't find Sean, you have to trick Uesugihu." Yan Bingyun automatically ignored Miss Shen and stared at Fan Xian.
"Why are you lying? I really want to cooperate with him to save people. Don't you want to kill Sean? How can you kill him if you can't save him?" Fan Xian said.
"How can we save anyone if we can't find him?" Yan Bingyun said with a cold face.
Fan Xian leaned closer and lowered his voice and said, "Begonia Duoduo told me that the little emperor of Northern Qi wants to summon me."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Yan Bingyun asked.
"It's not what I want to do, but what the various forces in Northern Qi want to do. I'm just helping them, adding fuel to the flames and working together to achieve a great cause."
... ...
Thirty miles away from the border of Northern Qi, there is a high mountain named Guqiong. There is a Taoist temple on the mountain named Qianyin. There is an old Taoist named Qingzong in the temple.
"Sir, aren't we going straight to the capital of Northern Qi?" Sikong Qianluo asked.
"We're all here, it's time to meet our old friends."
Ying Zhu gently knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened from the inside and a little head poked out.
"Sorry, incense is no longer allowed here. If you two want to offer incense and pray, you should go elsewhere." The little Taoist boy said.
"We don't want to burn incense, we need to find someone."
"Then who are you looking for?"
"Old Qing, go and talk to him. An old friend you haven't seen for many years is here."
When the little Taoist boy heard this, a touch of sadness rose in his eyes, and he said in a muffled voice: "Master, he has left."
Sensing the sadness in Xiao Daotong's eyes, Ying Zhu was stunned for a moment.
"You left...when?"
"Two months ago, Master passed away." The little Taoist boy sobbed twice.
"What's your name?" Ying Zhu squatted down and wiped away the tears falling from the corners of Xiao Daotong's eyes.
"Master named me Qingwang."
"Qingwang, where is the old Taoist buried?"
"Right behind the Taoist temple."
Qing Wang led the way and took Ying Zhu and Sikong Qianluo to the back of the Taoist temple, a small bumpkin with a relatively neat wooden board standing in front of it.
Ying Zhu stepped forward and brushed off the thin dust on the wooden board, his eyes were a little red, and he murmured softly: "Old ghost Qing, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you don't come to see me. Well, I'll come to see you instead." , but why did you leave?"
"You old bastard, you promised to watch me reach the top step by step, why did you break your promise?"
The little boy behind him, Qingwang, had already burst into tears, while Sikong Qianluo comforted him softly.
After a long time, his mood gradually stabilized. Ying Zhu turned to Qing Wang and said, "Are you willing to follow me out of here?"
Qingwang shook his head and said: "I promised Master that I would stay on the mountain and practice hard. I can only go down the mountain after becoming a master. Then I will help someone. Together with him, we will eradicate all the remnants who should have accepted their fate long ago, and witness an era with him. The opening of the world, the arrival of a prosperous age."
"Then do you know who he is?"
"I don't know, but Master said that when I come down from the mountain, that person will definitely come to pick me up."
Ying Zhu smiled: "Yes, he will definitely come."
"Qingwang, Qingwang."
The sound came from far away, and a middle-aged woman came over holding a little girl, holding a small bamboo basket in her other hand.
"Aunt Chen." Qingwang called obediently.
"Who are you two?" Aunt Chen asked, looking at Ying Zhu and Sikong Qianluo.
"Come to see Mr. Qing, who are you?" Ying Zhu asked.
"I live at the foot of the mountain, and I am a neighbor of this Taoist temple. When the old Taoist priest left, he entrusted Qingwang to me and asked me to take care of him for a few years. However, the child refused to come home with me, so I came to look after him every day. Bring food and change into a monk's robe." the middle-aged woman said.
"This child has an agreement with Qing Lao Tao, and he is going to suffer a little. Alas! Qing Wang will ask you to take care of him for a few more years. Someone will come to pick him up in the future. And here, take it." Ying Zhu took out his money. The bag was handed to the woman.
"I can't ask for this. If I were someone who was greedy for money, the old Taoist priest wouldn't have let me take care of Qingwang in the first place."
