Seeing Heng Yu was wearing a Taoist robe, Fan Changping's cold expression slowed down a little.

He thought Hengyu was also a Taoist practitioner. In Huacheng, a town that regards Buddhism as a belief, it was still difficult to see a second Taoist practitioner.

"This is--" Fan Changping asked.

Zhao Fan explained: "It's the fairy I told you before. She came to change the medicine for my father."

"So that's it. Since it's inconvenient for guests to come to your house, I'll come to you to drink again tonight."

Fan Changping didn't force it, and turned around and left with the wine jar.

Zhao Fan watched him leave.

Seeing that the other party had already walked away, he closed the wooden door and walked into the house to help Niandai change the medicine.

Halfway through the dressing change, Zhao Fan walked to the kitchen to boil water.

As soon as he filled the water into the kettle, Heng Yu walked to the kitchen door and stood outside the door and asked him: "Who was your friend just now? Local?"

"yes."

Zhao Fan was a little restrained.

After answering the question, he wiped his hands with a rag on the dust.

"I think he has the early stage of foundation building cultivation at a young age. He should be a disciple of some major sects."

Among the eight righteous sects and five evil sects, most of the inner disciples break through the foundation building stage under the age of fifty, most of the core disciples break through the foundation building stage under the age of thirty, and most of the chief disciples are around twenty years old.

She just paid special attention to Fan Changping's bone age - around thirty years old.

At such a young age, there is an early stage of foundation building. Logically speaking, Fan Changping should have been staying in the sect to practice.

He certainly couldn't stay in this small town for a long time.

Thinking about this logic, Fan Changping is in line with his recent visits and exits to Huacheng.

Moreover, he is a local, and there is a high possibility of making a grudge with that Lord Zhao.

There are so many coincidences, the truth is approaching.

Heng Yu doesn't mind spending more time on Fan Changping.

Zhao Fan smiled unconsciously, with a bit of pride for his friends in his smile: "Yes, I heard from Changping that he is a disciple of the Void Alliance."

Heng Yu recalled the information about the Void Alliance in his mind.

The classics she read before going out for a mission came in handy at this time.

After thinking for a while, Heng Yu finally remembered the news related to this sect.

——The second-rate sect, the sect leader is a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

All the disciples in the sect are Taoist practices and extremely hated Buddhist practices.

Extremely hatred of Buddhist practice?

Huacheng has a strong Buddhist belief. The indigenous people here do not say that they believe in Buddhism 100%, but they will never hate Buddhism.

Unless there are some hidden information in this.

These thoughts are only in one thought.

Heng Yu said, "I won't disturb you from boiling water." He returned from the kitchen to the yard.

She sent a voice to Le Nian who was helping someone in the house to prepare medicine: "I have something to do and go out for a trip. When you finish your work, you go to the noodle stall at the entrance of the alley to find me."

After saying hello, Hengyu left Zhao Fan's house and walked towards the noodle stall at the entrance of the alley - this noodle stall was the one she went to when she asked about Man Xueer and Zhao Fan last time.

This order is not a meal, and there are only a few guests sitting in the noodle stall.

The old woman still remembers Hengyu. As soon as she walked inside, the old woman came over with a water cup: "Fairy, you are here again."

Heng Yu sat down: "Yes, the wonton noodles in the store are very suitable for my taste. I came here specially before I went out early in the morning before I had time to eat."

No matter whether her words are true or false, they are happy to hear them.

The old woman's face, which was full of wind and frost, was already full of joy.

"Then I'll put more wonton dough for the fairy later!"

"It's trouble."

The old woman wiped the table with a rag, and then went to help the old man make wonton noodles.

Soon, the old woman came over with wonton noodles.

Heng Yu took out a pair of chopsticks and was about to ask about Fan Changping about it when he saw a cold-looking Daoxiu walking into the noodle stall.

——It is Fan Changping.

Heng Yu pressed down on his inquiry idea and stirred the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks.

Fan Changping sat down at the table next to Hengyu.

"It's Changping, what do you want to eat today?" the old woman walked over and asked with a smile.

Fan Changping: "Put two bowls of wontons and add more spicy."

When the old woman left, he placed his sword on the other corner of the table, and his back was still tight.

Heng Yu swallowed the warm wonton in her mouth, feeling a little regretful: If she had learned the art of demon exploration before, she could now directly investigate what was going on in Fan Changping.

After a while of free time, it seems that she has to find enlightenment to teach her this technique.

After all, this technique is not a secret that no sect has been passed down by any sect. If she wants to learn it, she should not refuse to realize it.

When Heng Yu was distracted, Fan Changping had already noticed her.

However, he didn't take this matter to heart. When the two bowls of wonton were cooked, he buried his head and ate it seriously.

The two bowls soon became empty. When Fan Changping took out the copper coins from the storage bag and asked to pay, the little monk Lennian walked into the noodle stall with the medicine box and came straight to Hengyu.

"Amitabha, Lord Luo, I'm done."

Heng Yu signaled him to sit down: "What do you want to eat?"

"I want a bowl of wonton noodles, too." Le Nian sat down opposite her.

Hearing his answer, Heng Yu turned his head to look at the old woman: "Boss, please give me another bowl of wonton noodles."

As soon as she finished calling, Fan Changping, who was on the table next to her, suddenly held the long sword and smashed the sword body hard on the wooden table.

The collision sounded loudly, and everyone in the noodle stall looked at him.

Fan Changping stood up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was as cold as if he was about to shed ice.

He looked at Heng Yu and smiled coldly: "As a disciple of Taoist cultivation, he has such a good relationship with Buddha cultivation. Don't you feel ashamed of Taoist ancestor?"

After saying that, he left with his sleeves.

Lean: "..."

Who is this person? He is so polite.

But he wanted this Luo Lord to be far away from his senior brother!

Heng Yu's face changed suddenly.

Her expression was very ugly and her tone became a little rude.

"I don't know him, why should he be so ungrateful? Boss, is this from your Hwacheng? When I talked to my friend, he suddenly made a sarcastic sound, which was too uneducated!"

I thought to myself that she was quite familiar with her personality: "???"

This demon woman is calm and does not seem to be angry because of a few words from others.

"Don't calm down." The old man said quickly. He was really afraid that the fairy would suffer if she was angry.

The old woman also stopped washing dishes and walked over and advised carefully: "Fairy, this child Changping suffered a little hardship outside, so he has a little bad temperament. Please understand."

Heng Yu looked at the old woman: "So that person is really from you Huacheng? Strange, why do the Dofu believers in Huacheng practice Taoism and still hate Buddhist practice?"

The two shop owners looked at each other, as if they were considering whether to say anything.

The old woman sighed first: "This matter is a long story."

Heng Yu sat firmly and his expression returned to calmness.

She smiled and said, "If the store is not busy, can you tell me in detail? I am really confused."

Le Nian raised his hand and scratched his head.

As he scratched, he suddenly realized: She had just made that reaction, but she was talking nonsense.

The old woman and the old man did not realize that Heng Yu was talking.

At this time, there were no new customers at the noodle stall. The old man went to read the wonton noodles. The old woman sat next to Hengyu in a little panic and introduced Fan Changping's situation to her.

Seeing that she couldn't let go, Heng Yu poured a glass of water and pushed it in front of her.

Holding the water cup, the old woman felt a little more comfortable: "Actually, Changping believed in Buddhism when he was very young, and he always determined to become a Buddhist practitioner. But more than ten years ago, his father committed some things, angered a master, and was locked in a cell by his former city lord in accordance with the law. The cell was very chaotic. His father died in prison, leaving only the orphan and widowed mother to live outside..."

When Heng Yu heard that the incident actually involved Zhao Honghua, he sat up a little.
To be continued...