The villain's guide to throwing blame

"Excuse me, is Young Master Feng in the courtyard?" Following the slight sound of the formation outside the courtyard, a gentle voice came, and I saw two young men in Taoist robes of the Xuantian Sect standing outside the courtyard, asking politely .

A woman in a lake blue dress walked out of the courtyard with steady steps, stood on the steps outside the door, bowed her body, and smiled before saying a word. Fellow Daoists of Xuantian Sect, I'm sorry, our young master is inconvenient to see you two at this time, but if you have something important to tell, I can pass it on for you."

Hearing this, the slightly immature young man standing behind raised his eyebrows and wanted to move forward with an angry look on his face, but was stopped by the older youth in front before he could move.

"Senior Brother!" Some Xuantian Sect disciples shouted in dissatisfaction, their eyes were full of resentment and doubt.

The gentle young man looked at him and shook his head slightly, his eyes were still so gentle and deep, with a little helplessness.He gently pressed the hand on his junior brother's shoulder, then turned his head to look at the woman who was still smiling just like that, and sighed helplessly.

"Let the wind steward make fun of me, the younger brother is still young and not stable enough, please take care of the wind steward." The young man put his hands together, made a bow to Nian Xia, and sincerely apologized for the younger brother, and he couldn't fault the slightest bit of etiquette , The words are also watertight, which not only saves Fengyingge's face, but also fends off possible troubles for the younger brother.

As the disciple of the number one sect in the fairy world, being so humble and kind is really easy to make people feel good about him. Nian Xia thought to himself, it seems that what the young master said was right at the beginning, the seventh son of Xuantian nine sons, Lin Jin, although he is not outstanding, he must be careful. With such a temperament, who can see what he will be like in the future?

I blew the young master's far-reaching eyes as always, and Nian Xia also smiled and avoided the bow, blessed her body slightly, and said with a smile, "But I can't be the gift of Lin Daoyou, and the servant is just the young master. The servant girl next to me is so honorable, to be honest, our young master has important matters to attend to, so we can't see the two of you, if you have something to say, just let me know."

Hearing the woman's words, the grumpy young man snorted softly, feeling a lot more at ease, she is just a servant girl, how can she afford such a great gift from her senior brother, she is considered polite.

Seeing the appearance of his junior brother, Lin Jin couldn't help but shook his head in his heart. Feng Nianxia called himself a maidservant, but in fact he was a great helper beside Feng Ling in charge of affairs. His status was comparable to an arm, and he had a bright future. The wind steward has a good temper, otherwise the younger brother will suffer a lot sooner or later with such a temper, and he still has to give him some advice when he goes back.

"Come here to disturb Young Master Feng's leisure at this time. It is really because of urgent matters. The matter of Xuanwu Pavilion has made great progress at this time, so I invite Young Master Feng to attend the meeting in Xuantian Palace in fifteen minutes. I wonder if Young Master Feng..."

"What about me?" A lazy question came out of nowhere, interrupting Lin Jin's unfinished words.

They looked back in gentle voices, only to see Feng Ling lazily leaning against the courtyard wall, looking at them casually, playing with a newly cut twig in his hands.

"Any new news?" Seeing that Lin Jin didn't continue to speak, Young Master Feng had no choice but to stand up straight, and kindly took the conversation back for him, and casually walked back to his courtyard.

It was only then that Lin Jin, who recalled what he was talking about just now, responded, and continued, "I wonder if Young Master Feng is free?"

Feng Ling thought about his schedule for today, shook the twig in his hand twice, and then smiled and said, "Of course I'm free, isn't it just for such a big event when I come to Xuantianzong next time? There will be no time."

Lin Jin heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and showed a warm smile. He and Feng Ling exchanged a slight salute before planning to leave, but at this moment, they heard Feng Ling suddenly asked something casually.

"Have you been to Master Moonchen?"

He turned around suspiciously, glanced at Fengling and nodded, "I've been there, but Master Yuechen doesn't seem to be there, so..."

"He's here now, you can go find him later," Feng Ling smiled at him, and greeted him with one hand, followed his non-existent Banhe back to the courtyard to prepare a change of clothes for him, and said to him Said, "I haven't seen Master Yuechen for a long time, I found a good place to catch up on the old days last night, and I will return at dawn today, and he should have returned to the courtyard by now."

Lin Jin was slightly stunned. He didn't expect the Shaodong family of Fengying Pavilion to have such a deep friendship with the chief disciple of Shaolin Temple. He nodded in bewilderment, said goodbye to Feng Ling, and went to Yuechen Courtyard.

After Xuantianzong's people left, Feng Ling threw the twig in his hand, patted the dust with both hands, and turned his back to look at the big maid standing beside him.

"Uncle Bai ordered you to come?"

Nian Xia nodded in agreement, then took out a stack of leather paper from Qiankun's pouch, handed it to Feng Ling, "I have some things to bring to you, it's not safe to send them, so Uncle Bai called his subordinates to bring them."

Feng Ling nodded after getting it in his hand, flipped through it casually, and then asked, "Did you finish what I ordered?"

Nian Xia agreed together, and reported to him in a low voice the progress of the important matter left by Feng Ling before he left, and the status of the completion of the secret order that came back suddenly some time ago.Feng Ling listened silently, looked at the big maid with deep eyes, patted the paper in his hand and said, "Very good, since it's safe, is there any news from Mu Ting Lou?"

"Never, presumably it has not been decided yet, the subordinates who should be prepared have already prepared."

Feng Ling glanced at Nian Xia with satisfaction, then put away the things in his hand, and walked into the room.

"Prepare me clean clothes, and I'm going to do Tai Chi with those old men later on. Thinking about it, I think it's boring. It's not good to fight a lawsuit. It's better to fight directly. You come and fight. Who is wronged by Ji Feng?" Young Master Feng rolled his eyes and walked in impatiently.

The big maid who followed behind him said nothing, secretly sighed, isn't it you, young master, who likes to play tricks the most in love? Isn't that attitude of being an old man who can't die without dying is not your great achievement back then?

However, slander is always just slander, and some truths are still safe to rot in the stomach, and the wind management obviously understands this truth quite thoroughly.

A quarter of an hour later, in Xuantian Hall.

Xuan Chengzi told the news that Xuanwu Pavilion was raided last night with a solemn expression, and there was an uproar in the audience, who were surprised and angry at the thief's courage and this almost provocative behavior.

According to the elder leader who represented Xuanwu Pavilion to participate in this meeting, these two thieves have spiritual objects that can restrain the spiritual breath, and they took away the most important treasure of Xuanwu Pavilion under the eyes of the whole sect, and they didn't even have a trace of their faces. exposed.The only clue was that the comers had great lightness skills, and one of them was wearing a bamboo hat so that his face could not be seen clearly, and they were all dressed in white.

The old elder obviously spoke with anger from his heart, and the harsh words and anger towards the shameless almost turned into substance and fell on everyone's faces.

Hearing this, Master Yuechen's eyes, mouth, nose, nose, and heart stood still.

Feng Ling looked at the monk's expression with great interest, and felt very happy.The monk looked upright and was actually quite unsophisticated, so he kept silent with such an expression. Anyway, no one would have guessed that Master Yuechen of Shaolin Temple, who is well-known all over the world, would do such a job as Miaoshoukongkong.

Hearing the indignation of the elder of Xuanwu Pavilion, everyone was a little bit cut off from talking, and they were not too embarrassed to interrupt him.

At this time, a somewhat familiar lazy voice suddenly interjected, interrupting the endless sincerity, "Excuse me, may I ask what is missing from Xuanwu Pavilion?"

The angry elder who was talking suddenly got stuck. He raised his eyes to look at the owner of the voice, but saw the young master of Fengying Pavilion wearing an indigo robe, leaning on the chair and looking at him casually.

"It's the treasure of my sect, a high-level exercise!" The elder replied angrily.

Feng Ling nodded clearly, and then asked in the old man's still angry eyes, "I wonder if I can know what kind of exercise it is?"

For a while, the hall fell silent.

The elder of Xuanwu Pavilion suddenly closed his mouth, his face became a little stagnant, his lips squirmed slightly but he didn't answer Feng Ling's question immediately, this strange behavior suddenly made everyone feel a little more doubtful, what's so hard to say about it place?

Under Feng Ling's mischievous eyes, the elder of Xuanwu Pavilion clenched his molars and shouted angrily, "This is a secret technique that I sent, how can I tell others so directly! Young Master Feng I didn’t pay attention to other evidence, just stared at this treasure and asked, dare to ask what is the intention!”

"Pfft——" Feng Ling couldn't help laughing, he looked at the old-fashioned righteous man with joy, and said slowly, "There is really nothing in this world that I, Feng Ling, can't know. Do you think this rhetoric is a bit ridiculous when applied to me?"

"Elder Chang, since you don't want to say it yourself," he sat up suddenly, leaned forward slightly, looked at the leader with a smile and said, "Why don't you guess, do I know what you lost in Xuanwu Pavilion? ?”

His voice was deep and gentle, and there was a bit of a smile in it. It was such a question that seemed to be whispering about love, which made the elder Chang's expression completely change.

Yue Chen, who was sitting not far from Feng Ling, suddenly raised his eyes at this moment, and his eyes fell heavily on him, Feng Ling swept his eyes away as if feeling something, and smiled at him.

Seeing the brief eye contact between the two, Elder Chang shook his sleeves, as if he suddenly thought of a good and safe reason, and said coldly, "Instead of pestering my treasures here for unknown purposes, Young Master Feng might as well explain Where did you go out of the city with Master Yuechen last night? If the old man remembers correctly, the suspicion of Shaolin Temple has not been completely eliminated at this time!"

Hearing this, Feng Ling raised his eyes in no surprise, and swept around the hall lightly, seeing that most of the people in it didn't show any surprise expressions, obviously they all knew about this matter.He chuckled inwardly, staring at each one of them so closely, I don't know if anyone has the ability to really stare at them?

He unhurriedly picked up the teacup on the table beside him, and while putting aside the tea dust on it, he said, "Elder Chang is very clear about my itinerary, even where I went with whom. He took a sip of tea lightly, "I don't know if Elder Chang knows that Master Yuechen and I have been friends for many years, and after a long separation, we can finally have a drink together again?"

Hearing Fengling's nonsense made up without blinking, Elder Chang glanced suspiciously at Yuechen, seeing that he didn't seem to deny it, as if he had acquiesced to this, he turned his head just now, Continue to question.

"Eat wine together and go out of the city in a magic charm car?"

Feng Ling raised his eyebrows, as if he was very surprised, "Why not, it's not a troublesome thing for me, and I don't neglect my close friends, the bright moon flowers on Mingxi Peak in the west are blooming just right, it's advisable Invite friends to drink together."

"Oh? Is that so? I saw your car going east last night. I'm sleepy?" The future has time to open its mouth before the visitor speaks.

"Mu-ting-lou!" Feng Ling looked at the person who seemed to be covered with pieces of colorful rags all over his body, and said with a smile every word.

Who told him that Mu Tinglou should be here for some time?

The author has something to say:

Nian Xia [shivering]: Banhe, I want to be your companion

Feng Ling: This talkative performance artist was dragged out and beaten to death

Moondust: Amitabha, the demon was changed to be made by someone

Mu Tinglou: What?What did I say wrong?

Hehehe, today is rather long, and it took a long time to write, I hope you like it!If you like it, click on the favorite author~~

besides!Mu Ting Lou is not a mallet!Feng Ling is the one!

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More later today!Give everyone a big chapter and candy!I will see it after a while, and I will show my heart to everyone. Happy Valentine's Day