After Fang Qing and Hongxiu had clues, they assigned tasks and agreed that after they completed the task, they would meet at the elegant room of Donglai Inn at the foot of Luoyue Temple.

In the investigation of Meteor Dart, Hongxiu has advantages over Fang Qing, so Hongxiu came forward to contact people from the world to investigate the origin of Meteor Dart. Fang Qing checked the acquaintances around the master before his death, including monks, celebrities, and an unknown person.

Mysterious character.

I heard that this mysterious figure would come to Luoyue Temple to meet Master Komaki on the first day of every month. Whenever they met, Master Komaki did not allow anyone to step into his room for half a step, even serving tea and water.

This kind of small thing was also the one he personally treated the mysterious figure, and he would never rely on others' hands.

And according to the monks in Luoyue Temple, every time, the mysterious figure comes and goes, the time to sit in Master Kongjian's room is exactly within one hour, no more or less, and once

No exception. In the days since this mysterious figure came to Luoyue Temple, Master Koji was always in a surprisingly good mood. The routine of three signatures a day would be broken, and he would be given another signature from the donor.

Wen, in terms of diet, it is usually a bowl of rice that can be added more than usual.

"My little master, are there any other strange things? I mean, in addition to these situations, has Master Koji met any special visitors in the past few days? Or is the difference between the master's words and deeds and behaviors? "

Fang Qing stared at the little novice monk who followed Master Kong Jian before his death.

Xiao Shami frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up. "Female donor, the little monk remembered. There was indeed something wrong. Just three days ago, after Master Kongjian returned to his residence, the little monk saw that he was uneasy.

He looked anxious and murmured to himself, saying that he would be wronged and that he would come. The master asked the monk to send a letter to Xiyue Xiaozhu to a donor named Leng Feihong

.”Three days ago, it was the time when Fang Qing asked Master Kongjian to write a signature. At that time, Master Kongjian had probably guessed her identity, so he refused and said that he could not give her fate.

As for Xiyue Xiaozhu and Leng Feihong. Could this be the mysterious person who often meets Master Kongjian? Fang Qing silently remembered the name in his heart, and then asked calmly. "Little Master, Master Kongjian lived before his death.

I want to go and take a look at the room, but I wonder if the little master can lead the way?"

"Of course. Female donor, please come with the monk." Xiaoshami took Fang Qing to the wing room where Master Kongjian lived before his lifetime.

The wing room was empty, except for a hard couch, a simple square table, a few tea cups, and a pair of "Zen" calligraphy on the wall.

"The female donor, the little monk is going to clean the courtyard, so he said goodbye. The female donor, please take care of himself. After seeing the master's room, after coming out, please trouble the female donor to close the door. Amitabha." The little novice retreated.

Fang Qing nodded and watched his departure. Her eyes faintly swept across everything in the room, touching this and knocking on that. She wanted to find some clues in this room.

But there were only a few things in the room, and there was no way to check it. Except for the calligraphy of the word "Zen" on the wall, Fang Qing stared at it for a long time, and suddenly jumped onto the couch, gently took off the word, and then raised her fingers.

, knocked on the wall.

Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-

The middle of the wall with the hanging characters was hollow. Fang Qing's eyes narrowed. She pulled out an extremely sharp dagger from her boots and stabbed it into the hollow wall.

The hollow wall was pierced, revealing an old wooden box inside. The outer skin of the box had faded a lot of brown and red, and there were traces of broken rust on the four corners.

Fang Qing took it out gently, and she used a sharp dagger to open the wooden box. In the box, there was half a piece of bright yellow satin. On the satin was a piece of golden phoenix ring jade, and a hollow ring was engraved in the center.

The character "Luan" is a bright yellow tassel under the jade ring.

This bright yellow color has always been qualified to be used by the royal family. A quick light flashed through Fang Qing's faint eyes. She remembered what Hongxiu said before that Chunxiang was Luan Yufeng threatening to send someone to supervise her.

Could it be that she really controlled this matter?

Holding the golden phoenix ring jade in her hand, Fang Qing's eyes were calm, and the luster suddenly shrank. It seemed that there was only a chance to take a try. She hid half of the bright yellow silk and the jade pendant on her sleeves.

Then put the wooden box back.

She calmed down, then cleaned up Master Kongjian's room and hung the calligraphy of "Zen" back to its original position. Then, she walked out quickly and closed the door tightly.

When he walked towards her, the little master who had been entertaining her before, he saw Fang Qing and said politely: "Female donor, have you visited the master's room?"

Fang Qing nodded indifferently. Yes—

She turned around coldly and floated away, ignoring the little novice monk behind her. The little novice monk stood there, holding a broom, and left the back of her head in confusion. The female donor, today, came to ask Master Koji about what happened to him.

, and asked so carefully, did she know her master before?

Shaking his head, the little novice monk felt that he was thinking too much, so he continued to carry the broom and clean the west courtyard.

According to the agreement with Hongxiu in advance, Fang Qing waited for Hongxiu at Donglai Inn early.

But I didn't expect-

As soon as she stepped into the elegant room of Donglai Inn, she heard a familiar and life-destroying cough.

Cough cough cough - Cough cough cough -

The blood was as color as flowers, and the white silk was stained with blood. As if he had first met, the man was sitting near the window. He was wearing a cloak, his slender jade fingers wrapped in blood-stained white silk, and gently threw it out of the window.

Hongxiu was sitting next to him. When she saw Fang Qing entering the door, Shui Lingling's big eyes lit up instantly. She smiled sweetly and raised her hand to wave to Fang Qing. "Miss Third, I'm here."

In Fang Qing's light eyes, a luster floated up. She walked to the table gently and sat opposite him. She glanced at the red sleeves beside her, with sharp and cold luster.

Hongxiu stuck out her tongue, and she said embarrassedly: "Miss 3, Hongxiu knows that she is lazy. But there is nothing she can do. In order not to lose to you, Hongxiu has to ask the young master for help. You know, nothing is my young master.

No. Rather than wasting time to find useless people to help, it would be better to say good things and ask your young master for help."

Fang Qing was too lazy to argue with her anymore, so she looked down at Su Ye who was sitting opposite him. Well, he came, and she happened to have something to give him. She took out the one representing Su Ye's identity from her sleeve indifferently.

The Night Pearl of the South China Sea was placed in her palm and delivered it coldly towards Su Ye.

"This, the little girl doesn't need it. I'll get it for the good intentions of the young master."

Su Ye under the cloak, the ice-blue luster flashed, and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly. He reached out and pushed the night pearl to Fang Qing. "I have no other intentions, I just follow our agreement on Hongfeng Mountain. This thing

Stay with the girl and will use it when it is urgently needed.”

Fang Qing heard this and her eyes were slightly shaken.

What does Su Ye mean?

"Please keep it, it's just a token. In the future, the girl will understand why she left this thing with the girl." Su Ye's thin lips slightly pulled, and a stream of light overflowed the corners of her lips.

Fang Qing stared at Ye Mingzhu in her palm, and a hint of confusion gathered on her eyebrows. She was a little puzzled. The red sleeves on the side blinked at her, and she held Fang Qing's hand. "Miss Third, my young master said this

, It must be his reason, so you can keep it first. If you want to return this thing, you will get it in the future, right?”

Fang Qing looked at Su Ye, then looked at Hongxiu again. She raised her eyebrows slightly, held the palm of her hand, took back Ye Mingzhu and hid it in the inner bag of her sleeve.

Then she said indifferently: "Since that's the case, the young master's night pearl will be placed at the little girl for the time being. After the agreement, the young master will take the night pearl back."

A stream of light was pulled away from the corner of Su Ye's mouth under the cloak, and his icy blue pupils were shining and soft. "Let's talk about this in the future. What Miss Luan needs to care about now is probably the origin of the meteor dart.

. Let me explain one thing first. Before I tell you about this meteor dart, I hope Miss Luan will carefully consider whether the girl is sure to know its origin?"

Fang Qing raised her eyes, her eyes were cold.

"If you are not sure, why should the little girl sit here and listen to the young master say so much nonsense?"

Su Ye smiled softly, he was not surprised by her answer.

"Since that's the case, let me tell Miss Luan. The three meteor darts sent to me by Hongxiu look no different from ordinary meteor darts on the surface, but in fact, there is a special feature of this meteor dart. That is,

There is a special sign at the gate handle and the dart body of the meteor dart. This sign is the symbol of the dead soldier secretly summoned by Nangong Cang, the third prince of the Chaoyang Dynasty. All his dead soldiers carry this tiger-headed eagle on their weapons.

The tail mark.”

It's Chaoyang Dynasty again?!

Fang Qing tied the eyebrows, but she didn't understand. Luan Yuqing's criticism and Master Kong Jian's death were all related to the Chaoyang Dynasty.

"Miss Luan doesn't seem to believe it?" A smile appeared in Su Ye's blue pupils.

Fang Qing looked up, his eyes were calm, and his light was vague. "The little woman didn't believe what the young master said, but she just couldn't guess it thoroughly. A person always needs a reason to do things. If this matter was really done by the Chaoyang Dynasty, I would be real

I can't tell why they did this?"

"The two things that seem to be inseparable on the surface may not be related in fact. I think the girl will figure it out soon and figure it out." Su Ye said in a word.

There was something in the middle, and his tone changed, his tone was lazy and low. "Didn't Miss Luan get some clues in her hands? Why not hold on to this line and look up? Maybe there will be special discoveries if you turn around?"

Fang Qing's eyes shook, and then she said coldly: "It turns out that the young master has sent someone to follow the little girl's whereabouts." A faint anger in her heart raised, and her hands on her side slowly clenched into fists.

She wanted to break the bones of his nose with one punch to calm the anger that had been in her heart for a long time.

Her eyes remained weak, but the fire was already hidden in the corners of her eyes.

It seems she is—

"Miss Luan is misunderstanding again." A quick light flashed across Su Yebing's blue pupils. His thin lips raised slightly, and he smiled and said: "No one has been sent to follow Miss Luan. It's just that Luan had just been the previous one.

The girl and Hongxiu made an agreement. After completing the task, she went to the elegant room of Donglai Inn. When she saw the girl coming, she inferred that the girl must have mastered some clues.”

Fang Qing's hands clenched his fists slowly released.
Chapter completed!