"Huh? Brother Yang, you look so familiar to me. Have we met before?"
"You're mistaken. I don't remember us meeting before."
Yang Ji said calmly.
"Yeah?"
Fang BuTong was stunned and didn't know how to proceed: "Maybe I really remembered it wrong..."
The atmosphere was slightly silent. Fang BuTong walked to a bed, put down his luggage, and began to make the bed.
"I have something else to do, so I'll go out first."
After a while, Yang Jidao.
"Haha, go ahead."
Fang BuTong waved his hand and said with a smile. They were all polite to each other. During the liberal arts and military examinations, although they had similar temperaments and became close friends, many of them became good friends. However, they had different paths and each took different paths. There were also many people who had casual personal relationships.
.You can’t become friends just by living in the same room. Most people are still casual acquaintances.
After Yang Ji left, Fang BuTong's eyes instantly darkened. Looking at the direction in which Yang Ji left, his eyes were unpredictable and flashing with a cold light. There was no trace of the gentleness of a "student" who was taking the exam.
Fang BuTong did not make the bed and left the inn. He did not follow Yang Ji. Instead, he blended into the crowd and walked in the opposite direction, looking back every three steps and every five steps, very cautiously.
Following some tiny signals on the street, "Fang BuTong" quietly walked into an inn.
"You came."
As soon as "Fang BuTong" entered, he heard a deep sound in his ears. On the bed, two beggars in tattered and dirty clothes sat on the edge with smiles on their faces, as if they had expected him to appear.
"Why did your sect send you two here?"
"Fang BuTong" frowned and said somewhat unhappily.
Yang Ji would definitely be surprised if he saw these two beggars, because these two people were the same people he saw in Jin'an City, the two people who persuaded him to join the cult.
"Hey, messenger, don't be surprised. We still have some things to do in our teaching, which delayed us for some time. This is Pingchuan City that we just arrived at."
One of the "beggars" laughed and said: "The reason why I didn't change my clothes is just because this identity is more convenient. Now that I have arrived in Pingchuan City, naturally there is no need for this."
As they talked, they took out a set of "member's outer" clothes from their bags.
"This operation is the first cooperation between our Holy Cult and your Green Forest. I would like to ask you, how is your investigation of that person's information?"
The two of them asked while changing clothes slowly.
"It's not that easy. That person's identity is special and his whereabouts are mysterious. We can't find out where he is. But we have received news that someone found his traces not far away last time. A month and a half later, he
I will definitely appear in the city to participate in this martial arts examination."
"Fang BuTong" snorted and said:
"Our people are ready, and everything that should be in place is in place. We are just waiting for that person to appear in the martial arts examination. However, how are your preparations going? This is not our side's business. The bones needed for your ceremony
Are you all ready?"
"This... something happened here."
The bodies of the two "beggars" trembled and they said hesitantly: "One or two months ago, our Tianyin Sect's 'Bone Envoy' who went to collect bones was suddenly killed outside Jin'an City!"
"What?!"
"Fang BuTong" was trembling and looked shocked.
Chapter completed!