The villain's guide to throwing blame

The moon is covered by dark clouds, and the stars are hidden.

In the back pavilion of Xuanwu Pavilion, there are many trees in the garden. The lush and pleasing gardening in the daytime is a bit gloomy at this time, and occasionally there is a breeze blowing, rustling.

Two white figures flitted across the courtyard at high speed, relying on their advanced cultivation to avoid the detection of the guards in the pavilion, and quietly flew to the highest eaves to look around.

The fingertips of the person holding the brocade fan lightly wiped the ring, and a small piece of parchment suddenly appeared under a flash of inspiration. He glanced at it scribbled twice, and smiled at his friend wearing the bamboo hat beside him.

"The master's residence, the library, the family's backyard, where do you want to go?" The tip of the fan in his hand pointed in three directions according to the reported place name, then drew a random arc back to the palm of his hand and tapped it on the paper .

As expected, the man didn't answer for a while.Feng Ling was not in a hurry, and leisurely tapped his palms with his fan, casually admiring the not-so-clear night view of Xuanwu Pavilion.

The monk's face was hidden in the shadow under the bamboo hat, and there was a contemplative look of embarrassment in a place where Feng Ling could not see.Suddenly, he relaxed his expression and returned to his usual cold expression.

"Come on." He said a word coldly.

Feng Ling was a little stunned for a while, and then released his consciousness to scan the surroundings.Suddenly, he raised his long eyebrows slightly, showing a somewhat amusing smile.

"Oh, unexpected guest, what is this elder Chang doing so sneakily in his sect in the middle of the night?"

In the Yichun Garden path not far away, Chang De was hurrying towards one direction, and the route he walked skillfully avoided the patrolling guards in the sect.

The master of a sect, even if it is temporary, why should he be so careful in his own sect?What secret is he hiding?

Yue Chen slightly turned his face to look at Feng Ling who was still watching a show, and signaled him, "Follow."

The monk's clear and cold voice suddenly came from Feng Ling's ear, and he was a little dazed for a moment.After realizing it, he raised his fan to signal, and took the lead in flying lightly, and walked steadily in the direction of Changde.

Like flying a kite, the two of them followed Chang De far away, unhurriedly, and followed him all the way to an inconspicuous small study building in the back pavilion of Xuanwu Pavilion.

Feng Ling didn't enter the small study building after seeing Chang De looking around, and didn't intend to follow.He and Yuechen landed on a giant tree not far away, and the two of them hid in the shadows of the tree, watching the single building closely.

"It seems that my choices just now were all wrong." Feng Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, staring closely at the place where Changde disappeared not far away, and under the dim light, he couldn't see any special expression.

Yuechen nodded and agreed, "What we are looking for may be here."

"Chang Sheng is such a thief." Feng Ling laughed lightly, "There are probably things hidden here that Chang Sheng can't get out elsewhere. Even the Shadow Pavilion hasn't been found out. It’s really scheming and prepared.”

"It's just that I didn't expect him to tell Changde about such a secret place." Fengling touched his chin, then suddenly looked at Yuechen and asked, "Why do you think he trusts Changde so much?"

Yuechen glanced at him when he heard the words, and saw that this person really had a look of asking for help, so he said coldly, "Because Changde is too weak, even if he is able to exploit again, he can handle it with his own hands, so he Trust him."

Feng Ling, who has controlled the Fengying Pavilion for ten years, naturally understands the reason for this, but seeing that the two of them are fine anyway, it is better to lead this dull gourd to say a few more words to change the atmosphere, but he did not expect that the clean and dust-free people in everyone's impression Master Yuechen is not really pure and pure, and ignores everything in the world of mortals.

It has always been heard that Master Yuechen is the disciple with the deepest affinity with Buddhism in Shaolin Temple for a hundred years, and there are even faint rumors that he was born as a disciple of Buddha.However, Yue Chen, who has such a root of wisdom, is not much faster than other talented people on the road of cultivation.

In addition to the reason of poor practice in this world, are there other possibilities?

For example, is it difficult to break the worldly relationship and be disturbed by it?

Feng Ling raised his eyelashes slightly, his eyes lingering on the monk wearing a bamboo hat with unknown meaning.What the hell is Moondust? I haven't cultivated too deeply for many years.Is it a state of depression, or is it really what I think?

Master Feng, who was caught in complicated thoughts, didn't pick up what Yue Chen said, and the monk who had to answer the master's doubts just now obviously didn't have the idea and consciousness to activate the atmosphere. The two fell into silence for a while, each with his own thoughts.

This strange atmosphere was not broken until Chang De got out of the small study building, and the two of them seemed to remember the trouble they got into and their purpose this time.

Feng Ling coughed lightly, and beckoned, "Master, please?"

Yuechen nodded, then left the shadow of the tree, and flew down to the front of the study building. After waiting for Feng Ling, who was a step behind, the two pushed the door and walked into the building.

When the two of them slipped into the building, Feng Ling looked around the surrounding environment, and unfolded the fan in his hand, he flapped the fan and chuckled lightly.

As expected, this library looks ordinary, but in fact there is a universe inside. There are small magic circles or hidden compartments with strange workmanship hidden in every place. This is probably Chang Sheng's private treasury.

Yuechen carefully discerned the fluctuation of spiritual power in this building, then ignored the outside and went straight to the inner room, standing quietly beside a huge bookcase in the inner room.

"Generally, even if a person like Chang Sheng puts something worthy of being peeped at in the study, he probably won't put it in an ordinary place." Monk Jian seemed to be looking carefully at the inner room of Chang Sheng's study. Looking for something, Feng Ling lazily opened his mouth to remind him. "but……"

After Yuechen glanced at him, he didn't say anything, and continued to move according to what he was looking at.After a while, he put his hand on an iron Buddha statue on the ancient shelf, injected spiritual power, and turned it lightly.

There was only a dark click, and a secret door was quietly revealed.At this time, Feng Ling looked at the man turned around with a little surprise, and said slowly, "But he will definitely visit it often, this treasure is worth being peeped at, and he has hidden it."

The exposed secret passage entrance was close in front of him, but Feng Ling didn't give it a single look.Looking straight at the indifferent monk, a smile overflowed from his eyes little by little.

"I don't think the Master understands my mind like this, I am very happy in my heart."

The author has something to say:

Feng Ling: Everyone knows what I'm thinking. Could this be the legendary bond of hearts?

Moondust: I am not, I am not

The stupid author will update this weekend!Although the word count will be a bit short, thank you for your support! ! ! !