Chapter 123 Monk Huiyuan Jin Yanglei (please subscribe)

night.

The wind and snow are coming.

Lu Ning found an excuse to leave Yipinxian Pavilion and walked through the streets of Zhuxian City.

Passing by the dark streets where homeless and beggars used to live,

The homeless and beggars are all in a state of hunger and cold, and there are even many homeless and beggars who are extremely angry.

In the past four days, it has been snowing heavily.

It's freezing cold.

If such cold weather continues for two more days, many people will freeze to death.

Lu Ning couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw the homeless beggars staring at him with pleading eyes.

He took out all the broken silver he had.

Although it cannot fundamentally solve the problem, it can solve a little bit.

The homeless beggars who still had the energy gathered around him, shouting, "Young hero is a good man."

Lu Ning did not give them the money. He glanced across the room and looked at one of them, a boy who was about two years younger than him.

The young man was unkempt and extremely thin.

But his eyes were firm, standing behind the homeless beggars, staring not at the broken silver in Lu Ning's hand, but at Lu Ning's face.

"Come here!"

Lu Ning waved to the young man, and all the homeless and beggars turned back to look.

The young man was a little timid, but under the eyes of everyone, he still staggered towards Lu Ning.

"What's your name?"

"Xu Wen." The young man pursed his lips and said.

"Remember you!"

Lu Ning nodded and handed the broken silver into the young man's hand: "Take the broken silver and go buy steamed buns. Make sure everyone here has one steamed bun. The remaining broken silver will be continued tomorrow. Is it possible for you to do it?"

"Yes!" Xu Wen nodded firmly.

"Believe you!"

Lu Ning also didn't say much. He put the money bag in Xu Wen's hand and turned to walk to the other end of the street.

Xu Wen's dirty palms tightly grasped the clean money bag, and finally he made a move.

Plop!

Kneeling on the snow, he bowed to Lu Ning's back.

Plop, plop, plop...!

The homeless beggars followed Xu Wen's example, kneeling in the snow, shouting "Young Heroes and Good People", and then bowed down.

[Congratulations to the punisher for his first good deed and being moved by the collective, and he will be rewarded with 3 points of prestige!]

Prestige: 54 points.

Lu Ning walked away and saw the picture album flashing.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced, his eyes slightly focused.

Unexpectedly, he actually gained 3 points of prestige for one good deed?

When his consciousness swept away, he saw Xu Wen and others kneeling down to worship him. He couldn't help but shook his head secretly and walked out of the street quickly.

Xu Wen did not break his promise and saw Lu Ning leave.

He stood up and made a promise to everyone, then took the two of them to buy steamed buns with him.

After a while, the three of them returned to the street carrying three bags of steamed buns.

Each person has a steamed bun.

…

Let’s talk about Lu Ning, after leaving that dark street.

After a little inquiry, I knew the location of Prince Yue's Mansion.

He went to Prince Yue's Mansion for no other reason than to find out if the man in white clothes and silver mask was Yue Xiao.

The middle section of Yuewang Street.

It is a rather large mansion, in front of which sit two large stone lions, covered with snow.

Lu Ning did not approach, and stood in a dark corner, his consciousness shrouding Prince Yue's Mansion bit by bit.

What surprised him was that there were no housekeepers or servants in Prince Dayue's palace.

There are eight maids and men in total.

Then there is Yue Xiao.

Yue Xiao was sitting in the study, holding a teacup in one hand and flipping through books with the other.

He seemed to feel something, raised his head, and his consciousness suddenly opened up.

"Who is spying on Prince Yue's Mansion?"

Yue Xiao frowned coldly and put down the teacup in his hand.

His cold voice was contained in his consciousness and was quickly transmitted.

Ordinary people can't hear it, but Lu Ning can hear it.

"Is the divine consciousness transmitting the message?"

Lu Ning frowned slightly, he didn't know how to transmit sounds with his spiritual consciousness.

He immediately put away his consciousness and turned around to leave.

Judging from the aura, Yue Xiao's aura was very similar to that of the white masked figure last night, but only his eyes were different.

He couldn't help but think of what Gu Wushuang said when he left Zhuxian City last time.

Don't say it's just suspicion. Even if you see a profile, you can't arrest someone without conclusive evidence.

However, Lu Ning was determined in his mind that the man in the white mask was most likely Yue Xiao.

His suspicion was not without some basis. As the grandson of King Yue, Yue Xiao enjoyed the treatment of the prince, but there was no one in the mansion, which showed that Yue Xiao did not care about the status of the prince at all.

He is even full of hatred for the royal family.

I hated Emperor Xingwu for being fatuous, and I hated Emperor Mingwu for not distinguishing between loyal and traitorous people.

He has been grudged for a long time and naturally hopes that the Great Zhou Dynasty will be destroyed.

Of course, all this is Lu Ning's guess.

Just wait for the masked man in white to appear again and take off his silver mask.

Yue Xiao was in the study, and his consciousness swept over Lu Ning.

A cold color flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Lu Ning walking away, he didn't get up and took back his consciousness to continue reading.

"Last night, the cold cicadas couldn't stop chirping, and my dreams were frightening for thousands of miles. It's been the third watch."

"..."

…

In a blink of an eye, it’s the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Experience: 18.93 million points.

Near noon, Lu Ning and others walked to Wolong Mountain.

Wolong Mountain is where the north and south of the Zhou Dynasty meet. There is no snow as you go further south.

The temperature is also slightly higher than in the north.

Since leaving Zhuxian City, they have not encountered any assassinations in the past few days.

It's been a smooth ride.

"Wolong Mountain?" Lu Ning raised an eyebrow.

"Wolong Mountain is the secluded place where Zhuge Long, the most prodigy in the world, lived thousands of years ago during troubled times."

Gu Wushuang on the side said for Lu Ning: "Zhuge Xiangru, the soldier sage of Confucius Academy, is the direct descendant of Zhuge Long."

Lu Ning nodded secretly. He didn't know why when he heard "Wolong, Zhuge", his mind flashed to Zhuge Kongming in his previous life.

Maybe it's just a coincidence and has no relationship at all.
To be continued...