Who is he? Why did he have to get a portrait of his mother?

Just as Mo Yunjing frowned slightly and was very puzzled, Eleven walked over at this moment. He trotted to Mo Yunjing and bowed:

"Report to the master, my subordinates followed them quietly as the master said, but the two were very alert. They must have discovered their subordinates long ago and disappeared near Yaoshan. My subordinates searched for them but couldn't find the two people's traces."

It turned out that Mo Yunjing had guessed that the man in black who came to grab the portrait today would continue to return, so he ordered the Eleven Sects to guard outside the temple.

It is to wait for them to escape in a hurry, Eleven can follow them, find out their hiding point, and find ways to figure out who these people are.

Mo Yunjing also wanted to know why they were interested in the portrait of his mother.

However, I didn't expect that the two people were so vigilant that they could even discover Eleven who were good at invisibility.

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Eleven, "Send someone to keep a close eye on Yaoshan. During this period, he just stared at him. No matter who appears, he just needs to observe silently without taking action, so as not to alarm the snake."

Eleven bowed and said seriously, "Yes, my subordinates understand."

The abbot of begging for alms has also come back. He listened to the conversation between Mo Yunjing and Eleven. When he heard "Yaoshan", his eyes changed slightly, but no one noticed it.

He didn't take the initiative to say anything.

Begging for alms, he glanced at the man in black on the ground, "King of Northern Xinjiang, these people are coming for me, why not give them to me?"

Mo Yunjing's deep dark eyes narrowed slightly, "Can the beggar master know these people?"

Before he could say anything about begging for alms, An Xuetang hurriedly complained, "Ajing, the master clearly knew the two of them just now. He admitted to me personally. He knew those two, and he also said that those two were father and son."

Begging for An Xuetang's complaint only laughed a few times and did not deny it.

Seeing that he was smiling so brightly, An Xuetang snorted coldly again, "Master Begging, do you really want to tell us who are those two people? What are their special identities?"

Mo Yunjing was shocked, and his dim eyes were also staring at the beggar abbot.

Begging for alms just smiled, "I really can't say anything. I don't want to interfere with the affairs of the court and the world. In short... there are some people and some things, you will know when you should know them. I can't say much."

An Xuetang said nodded, what nonsense is this monk talking about.

Just when she wanted to say something, Mo Yunjing pulled her hand, "Tangtang, since the begging master said so, we should not force others to do anything."

He knew the beggar master, and since he was unwilling to say it, even if they put the knife on his neck and forced him to say it, he would not say it.

Mo Yunjing held An Xuetang's hand and looked at the abbot of begging for alms, "Master, since the master is interested in these people, I will leave it to you."

Begging for alms, he said politely, "Thank you for the King of Northern Xinjiang, and thank you for the Princess of Northern Xinjiang."

An Xuetang pursed her lips, "Master, then you can hand over the portrait to me now, right?"

Her anxious look made Beggar smile, and then she made an invitation to her, "Please follow me."

An Xuetang and Mo Yunjing looked at each other and then followed the steps of the beggar master.

There was a secret room in the room where begging for alms. He took Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang directly to the secret room. The secret room was a little cold, and An Xuetang suddenly had goose bumps on his arms.

I always feel that there is something tricky in this secret room, and it is definitely not just as simple as hiding the portrait.

Sure enough, after begging alms lit up the oil lamp in the secret room, An Xuetang almost screamed in fear after seeing the scene in front of her.

Mo Yunjing also pursed his lips and clenched his fists slightly with his hands, and the emotions in his eyes were a little complicated.

I am very calm when begging for alms. Perhaps I am used to such scenes, so I don’t feel anything.
Chapter completed!