Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 157: Yan Huan, a Wanderer from Nowhere, Meets the Old Heavenly Master

If my grandson was harmed to this extent, I would definitely kill the person behind it and slaughter the entire family...

Wang Ai did not say this.

The two families have a good relationship, so they have to be moderate in their words. He mentioned the matter of Lu Liang just to add fuel to the fire. If he said too much, it would be a bit deliberate.

Wang Ai pulled out the crutch that was embedded in the stone ground and walked slowly down the mountain.

"Let's go to Baiyun Temple tomorrow. Chen Zongci has the same personality as Zhang Zhiwei. He will be reluctant to see us. But since we are guests, the old temple master will have to make some good tea."

"Ah..." Lu Ci replied dully, "Usually I make the decisions, I haven't seen you talk so much, have you found something you like?"

This old fat guy is best at going with the flow. How could Lu Ci not guess what he is planning?

"Not really, just a little curious."

"The Wang and Lu families have been cooperating for a long time, and we are of the same blood. We have known each other since childhood. Old Lu, your straightforward personality has not changed. You don't like to beat around the bush. Let me tell you something. I am interested in that sorcerer, and your kid's affairs are most likely related to him." Wang Ai said with a smile and continued to walk down the mountain.

"Humph, you have changed a lot." Lu Ci looked in the direction of Baiyun Temple, "Don't worry about Lu Liang's affairs, I know everything."

"If you want to bite someone, you have to be prepared to be bitten. You didn't learn the skill well, so you deserve this. I'm angry that after he reconciled with Nightmare Palpitation, he should have had more choices, but he ended up choosing the worst path."

Being in hysteria, he is most likely to be framed. After coming to terms with his nightmares and palpitations, there is only one thing Lu Liang should do: find the real murderer and prove his innocence.

As a junior, one can either find a place to hide, endure hardships and investigate bit by bit, or go to others for help, find a bigger backer to uphold justice and seek the truth.

As a result, the kid escaped and instead of looking for the truth, he went to have a great time with Quan Xingzhong.

After listening, Wang Ai shook his head, "But you are known as a 'mad dog'. If a mad dog bites someone, do you worry about being bitten back? It's not all his fault for what happened to Lu Liang. Maybe his thinking was affected by magic."

"Forget it, let's go." Lu Ci said no more. He stood up with his tall and thin body and was the first to leave Lingshan.

The next day, there was a light mist and the sky was gloomy. The whole city of Beijing had not yet recovered from the first snow of yesterday.

"Little Penglai" is full of flowers, and several gorgeous peonies are standing firm against the wind and snow, showing their fortitude.

The weather seemed to turn cold in an instant.

Chen Zongci ordered someone to turn on the heating in the hall and prepare to receive guests. Of course, this was for the tourists who would visit here in the future. He only prepared a few sips of light tea for Lu Ci and Wang Ai - the most famous Longjing and Jasmine teas of Baiyun Temple.

The tea table was set up in the room and several people sat down.

This scene scared the little Taoist priest who was in charge of the work. There were actually four of the Ten Masters. He was so panicked that his hands were shaking as he added hot water.

Seeing this, Chen Zongci smiled bitterly and said, "You kid, your kung fu is not good enough. Go down and practice your morning lessons."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said, "You are still young, so it's normal to be a little reserved. Speaking of which, we really encountered an unexpected disaster here last night. The sky and the earth were in a strange state. I thought something big had happened."

As soon as the conversation started, Wang Ai immediately followed suit.

"When we came, the matter had been properly handled. Master Chen's cultivation had improved, and he could handle such a large situation with ease."

Lu Jin's hand holding up the tea bowl froze for a moment.

The Quanzhen Longmen sect mainly practices inner alchemy, emphasizing "preserving both body and soul". Witchcraft is not within their area of ​​expertise. How could Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family, one of the four great families, not know this?
This statement appears to be a compliment, but in reality it is a trap.

No matter how Chen Zongci answered, Wang Ai could continue to ask about the true identity of the faint light in the air. Moreover, as an insider entrusted by the company, he absolutely had the right to know the ins and outs of the matter.

There was a gleam of light in between Wang Ai's chubby eyelids.

"Well..." Chen Zongci paused, "I knew it was you guys coming, so I had confidence in my heart. I had no scruples in fighting, and I solved it in one go without thinking!" "Huh?" Wang Ai narrowed his eyes and opened them as big as copper bells.

This old guy is so shameless to take the credit.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zongci spread his hands.

Quanzhen Longmen is low-key, but has a profound foundation and is not afraid of the four major families. Chen Zongci sneered at what the Lu and Wang families did. To be honest, he really looked down on these two guys in front of him.

Especially Wang Ai, who is full of evil intentions, insidious and cunning, and has no good intentions.

Since he said so, I will just admit it to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble to the younger generation.

"It's nothing. It's very good. Master Chen rarely shows up in the circle, but everything he does is righteous." Wang Ai narrowed his eyes and said no more.

Zhang Zhiwei happily sipped his tea and silently watched Wang Ai suffer a setback.

Lu Ci, who had been silent on the side, finally spoke.

"I don't want to beat around the bush. Old Master, tell me the truth. Is the sorcerer named Yan Huan still in the temple?"

"A few days ago, my great-grandson was harmed by a strange magic. I have to get to the bottom of the matter. The head of the Quanzhen Longmen Sect would not condone a suspect, right?"

Chen Zongci shrugged, "Lü Ci, you are labeling me! He is not with me, so I cannot say he is shielding me."

"The Ten Commandments Sutra says, 'Four do not deceive, good and evil are reversed!'" Lu Ci said, and drank the tea in one gulp, "It's good tea."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

"This..." Wang Ai smiled apologetically, "Old Lu is getting excited. I'll go take a look and we'll meet again if there's a chance."

The fat old man picked up his walking stick and walked out slowly, his steps trembling with each step.

There was so much information he wanted to gather during the trip to Baiyun Temple, but after being confused like this, some things became difficult to say.

"Old Lu, at least wait until I know whether the man in the night is him or not before leaving!"

My butt hasn’t even warmed up the sofa yet, it was such a wasted trip.

Bang!

Once the door was closed, the three people who stayed behind continued to drink tea. The incense in the incense burner in front of the hall burned off again, and the ashes fell on the altar with the wind.

After a long time, the fire left in the courtyard behind the hall flickered violently. Yan Huan's body condensed into shape from the flames and leaped to the front of the door.

"You kid, I'm actually cheating to save you some trouble!" Chen Zongci said with a smile. He knew who was coming without opening the door.

Yan Huan pushed the door open and walked in. "That's not right. The head of the Wang family was being ambiguous and unclear. For example, the Floating Fire Disaster, such a big scene, did the old temple master Chen and the Taoist friends cover it up? And I just used the Fire Escape to go to the Fire Temple. It is indeed not in the temple. This is also a fact."

"Every word is true. I haven't violated any rules!" Yan said with a smile.

Chen Zongci stroked his beard and nodded, signaling to Zhang Zhiwei, "See, I told you, he is a very interesting junior."

Hearing this, Yan Huan quickly took a few glances at the old Taoist priest. He sat upright with his back as straight as a pine or cypress, and his expression was relaxed and indifferent. Even in the small reception hall next to the temple, one could tell that he was in harmony with heaven and earth.

Is this the top-notch person, Zhang Zhiwei, a Taoist of Tiantong?
Yan Huan bowed and said, "I am Yan Huan, a wandering monk from Wumen, and I pay my respects to the old Heavenly Master."

(End of this chapter)