On the visitor's waist, his mysterious emblem hangs on the other end. The green color leans on the soil, like green sprouts.
However, at the moment when everything was silent, a sudden ray of light pierced straight through!
The sound of howling wind interrupted the visitor's thoughts. He jumped up as fast as he could, turning his sword like lightning, making a sharp clashing sound with the flying objects. Then he felt a heavy weight in his hand, which was caused by the force attached to the object, and it fell to the ground quickly.
Falling back to the ground, the visitor picked up the flying object, but was shocked to realize that it was a flying knife that he was very familiar with.
"Hehehe..."
A burst of ethereal laughter came, eerie and breathtaking, "...I didn't expect that Tangtang Tingjiang Tianyin would be like a little baby, listening to the old monk talking nonsense for so long. I almost fell asleep."
The visitor quickly stood up, holding the flying knife in his hand. The three words "Meng Jingchen" on the jade plaque around his waist moved with the wind in an awe-inspiring manner.
"Come out. How did you find yourself here?"
But the person behind the scenes didn't make any noise, as if it was just a provocation and left immediately after achieving his goal.
The visitor, or Meng Jingchen, the anger that had just dissipated in his eyes became hot again.
"Monk." He glanced at the Buhong copper zhuan on the ground, picked it up after hesitating, and put it back in his arms, "You may have never heard of a saying, that is, people do not stain the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes... themselves stain people."
Walking away proudly without looking back, Meng Jingchen's brows regained the coldness and walked away quickly.
The howling wind blew the robe and scarf behind him flying high into the sky.
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In the Oriental Family of Zhongshan, the sky is overcast. Wind and clouds gathered in the sky, as if a sudden snowfall was about to fall.
The hanging lanterns fluttered on the long pole at the door, and the big red shoe rug at the door extended from outside to inside. Every room exudes long-lasting heat, and the entire Dongfang home seems to be leaning against a furnace in Zhongshan.
Two figures walked out of the door and walked slowly towards the stable. The person in front is Dongfang Shiming, and the person walking behind is Hu Gan.
The wind outside was already strong. The two of them were looking at whether the items prepared for the New Year in the garden had been blown down, and finally came to the empty stables.
The horses raised by the Dongfang family would not live in such an open and ventilated place in winter. There were only a few hay sticks shaking in the empty trough, and there was still some livestock smell around. Dongfang Shiming looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
"Just stay here, no one will eavesdrop."
Hu Gan also looked around, and then sighed.
"Master, if you can trust my old servant, then I will tell you."
Dongfang Shiming nodded without doubt. Hu Gan thought for a moment and said slowly:
"In fact, Hu Wei is the one who knows the most about what happened back then. It's a pity that he is gone. I can only rely on my impressions of what happened at that time. I can only tell what happened when I thought about it."
Dongfang Shiming raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you just say it. Only you and I know the conversation here."
Hu Gan then nodded: "Back then, although I was not sent to directly escort Madam, I was involved in this matter."
"Where were those people who escorted my mother back then?" Dongfang Shiming asked, "Except for old man Hu Wei, where did everyone else go afterwards?"
"Since the wife committed suicide and Hu Wei took the young master away from home, they have left and said goodbye. Now they are not at Dongfang's house. Young master, if you want to find their whereabouts, I still have two people living here, but they are not I don’t know if it’s still there or not.”
"We'll talk about this later. You continue to talk about what happened back then."
Hu Gan then continued: "Back then, I knew that the head of the family had indeed planned to go to the Rongkuan Flower Seat as usual. If it weren't for..."
Dongfang Shiming secretly frowned.
"A lot of strange things happened at that time." Hu Gan paused suddenly when he said this. "Even if I think about it now, I still feel very baffled."
"Something weird?" Dongfang Shiming looked sideways, "Tell me about it."
"Young Master, you also know that going to Rongkui to pick up the flower pedestal has been a long-standing tradition of the Dongfang family. There was no need to discuss it separately." Hu Qian said, "But strangely enough, just before Madam went there, something happened that made people hesitate. thing."
"First of all, it was our Dongfang family's horse team transporting goods. They were attacked by bandits near Rongku Nianhuazuo."
Hearing Hu Gan say this, Dongfang Shiming shook his head: "They are not bandits. They have a background. They are assassins belonging to Qichuan Heling."
"Well..." Hu Gan nodded, but suddenly realized something, "Master, how do you know?"
"Hu Ganbo, to tell you the truth, I came to ask you last." Dongfang Shiming smiled, "During this period, I have investigated other people who may be related to that year, but I think Hu Ganbo is enough for me to make a final decision. Yin, who integrates all the clues - Oh, Hu Ganbo, don't be nervous, just continue to tell according to your memory."
Hu Gan then looked outside the stables and saw thick clouds lingering over Zhongshan Mountain. He added: "Then you already know the first thing, I will continue to talk about other things."
Dongfang Shiming nodded and motioned for him to continue.
"The second thing is that the Dongfang family received a letter from Sheming Qianjiu Temple."
Dongfang Shiming already knew something about Shengpingtian, the famous Holy Land of the Three Religions. When I heard the name of Sheming Qianjiu Temple, I just said "Huh", not too surprised.
Shengpingtian's admiration for the three religions is stronger than that of Lower Realm. Among them, the Buddhist holy place is the most famous and the most popular place is Sheming Qianjiu Temple. It is said that there are several secret treasures of Buddhism and there are many eminent monks gathered there. It is said to be the first of Shengpingtian Buddhism.
"I don't know the specific content, but I know that the family owner became more hesitant after receiving the letter." Hu Gan said, "Sheming Qianjiu Temple also has contacts with the Dongfang family. Although they are not close friends, they have always been Maintain etiquette. Think about it, since they have written letters, the head of the family will definitely pay attention to them."
"The letter was sent by the Dharma Seat of Sheming Qianjiu Temple. It was said that he wanted to discuss with Rongku Nianhuazuo about the departure of Master Kuchanyi and his disciple. Due to time conflicts, he asked the Dongfang family if they could change it elsewhere. Let's carry out the ceremony." Dongfang Shiming said lightly.
Hu Gan was stunned. After two seconds, he smiled awkwardly: "Master, now that you know everything..."
Dongfang Shiming waved his hand indifferently: "There is still some such information, but it is impossible to judge the authenticity. As long as you have an impression, you can help me freeze the clues."
The grass in the mortar was blown away and swept across Hu Gan's wrinkled old face. Hu Gan no longer hesitated and told the rest of the story:
"After these two incidents, the head of the family had already planned to change places. But the person who really let the head of the family make the decision was actually a foreigner... a foreigner."
