Everyone followed Gongsun to Qinglong's room before they understood what Feiying meant.

Qinglong sat on the bed, his whole body covered in bandages, rubbing his neck, frowned and confused.

Looking at his expression and expression at this moment, everyone couldn't help but wonder if he was really the same as the crazy Qinglong before.

Qinglong was a little puzzled when he saw everyone coming in.

Everyone looked at him and felt something was wrong.

Gongsun asked him, "How do you feel?"

Qinglong spoke, but no one understood what he said, and it sounded like Fusang dialect.

Gongsun waved his hand, interrupting Qinglong, who seemed a little excited, and asked him a few words in Fusang dialect.

Everyone tilted their heads to look at Gongsun, and they could speak Fusang? Sure enough... Gongsun Boxue is a must-have for traveling at home to visit relatives and friends!

After the two communicated for a while, Gongsun touched his chin, as if he was a little confused.

Everyone looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Gongsun said, "His name is Qingyan, he is from Fusang. He followed a few friends to go out to sea and planned to come to the Central Plains. Unexpectedly, he encountered wind and waves and the ship sank. Because of his good light skills, he drifted on the sea with wooden boards. However, he drifted for too long and was hungry and tired. In the end, he only remembered a large ship that appeared in front of him, and there were people on the boat...and then he, he, didn't remember anything."

Everyone looked at Qing Yan with a little speechless... If he was a lie, then this lie was really unconvincing. But if what he said was true, then... this guy is really miserable.

Gongsun pointed at him and said, "He asked us if we saved him."

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhao Pu asked Gongsun to ask him, "When did he encounter a shipwreck?"

Gongsun Zhaoshi asked, after Qing Yan answered, Gongsun continued to help translate, "According to the year he said, it should be two years ago."

"Two years?!" Everyone was surprised, "He has no memory of these two years at all?"

Zhao Pu asked Gongsun in a low voice, "Does he want to fool him?"

Gongsun shook his head, "In fact, it is possible. There are many types of acupoint locking, including seven needles, fourteen needles... etc. Seventy-seven needles can be said to be the highest limit, and no matter how many, it can't bear it. When people carry seventy-seven acupoint locking needles, they are basically in a state where they are unconscious and unable to control themselves."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh--a few silver needles, are they so powerful?

"Then ask him, do you still remember who saved him?" Zhao Pu said.

Gongsun continued to ask, and then relayed it to everyone, "He said he was a Fusang man, because he could understand the words that the man asked him 'Is he still alive'. He didn't remember it very clearly, but he only remembered that the man's eyes were very special. He said that his pupils seemed to be big and small, but he said that it might be because he was so hungry that he didn't see clearly, so he didn't know anything else."

"Then ask him why he had the Qinglong sword." Lin Yehuo was curious.

After Gongsun asked, he said, "He said he is Qinglong's great grandson."

"How old is he?" Tianzun walked in and asked.

"He said he was over 80 years old." Gongsun took his pulse, "The pulse was much calmer... He said that he was born in Fusang since he was a child and had never been to the Central Plains. However, he yearned for martial arts in Middle Earth, so he wanted to come and travel, but he didn't expect that the boat suddenly exploded on the way."

"Explosion?" Zhao Pu frowned, "The boat will explode, saying that someone has tampered with it."

"It looks like it." Gongsun nodded.

So, everyone looked at Qing Yan, who was also confused and began to wonder - was what he said true?

"But if what he said is true, then he is the descendant of Qinglong." Lin Yehuo held his arms and felt very conflicted. "But Zhan Zhao had seen a person who looked exactly like him in his dream. He said he wanted to kill the descendant of the Eagle King a hundred and fifty years ago... So, is it his father? How did the descendant of Qinglong have a grudge against the King of Eagle?"

Gongsun asked Qingyan if his father had ever been to the Central Plains.

Qing Yan shook his head honestly and said that his father had always been in Fusang, and only his great-grandfather Qinglong came to Central Plains. His great-grandfather wrote many travel notes about Central Plains martial arts. He read it when he was a child, so he always wanted to come to Central Plains.

So everyone looked at each other - was Zhan Zhao's dream wrong? Or was it another reason?

Everyone wanted to ask Zhan Zhao, but they turned their faces...

"Where are people?" Everyone then realized that Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were gone.

"Didn't you follow me?" Tianzun and Yin Hou looked out.

The little Sizi who ran in outside said, "I just pulled the cat and ran away in vain."

Everyone looked at each other.

Yin Hou was helpless, "No matter how hard he ran out, he didn't say anything."

"At this time." Gongsun was a little worried, "Will there be any danger?"

"Go and look for it." Tianzun walked out.

Mr. Yin also went with him.

...

At this time, where is Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang? The two are near Shan Yiren's house.

Bai Yutang was confused, only knowing that Zhan Zhao pulled him to this place and hid in the alley.

Zhan Zhao looked towards the direction of Shan Mansion, then pulled Bai Yutang into another alley, walked around the back of Shan Mansion, and waited nearby.

Bai Yutang squatted at the entrance of the alley with Zhan Zhao, still confused.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Bai Yutang asked Zhan Zhao. "Maoer."

Zhan Zhao looked at him.

Bai Yutang said, "What are you waiting for?"

Zhan Zhao was about to speak when the two of them suddenly heard some sounds, so they subconsciously leaned their heads and followed the reputation.

I saw a man stumble into the alley.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked carefully and saw an old man in rags with white hair and wearing a Taoist priest's robe, but his body was covered in blood, and he was very embarrassed.

Bai Yutang was a little puzzled, and Zhan Zhao pushed him and whispered, "Sneak attack on him!"

Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao in confusion.

Zhan Zhao blinked at him, "Froze him like your grandfather!"

Bai Yutang twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the old man, but since Zhan Zhao said so, there should be his reason. Bai Yutang did not have the extremely cold internal force like Lu Tianhan, so he flashed and came behind the old man.

The old man suddenly found someone behind him, and seemed to want to fight back... Bai Yutang realized that he was seriously injured, but his kung fu should be good. So Bai Yutang pointed his acupoints and patted him again.

In this palm, Bai Yutang only used cold energy but no internal energy because he was afraid that he would slap it to death with one palm. In addition... the old man had many external injuries, and cold energy could help him relieve pain and stop bleeding.

Seeing Bai Yutang succeed, Zhan Zhao came over with a "swoosh" and grabbed the old man, winking at Bai Yutang. That meaning - flashing!

While the two of them hid in the alley, they heard the sound of the door opening from behind.

Before Zhan Zhao could stop, he and Bai Yutang helped the old man through the streets and alleys, and ran back to Yingtian Prefecture Yamen.

When I arrived at the yamen, I was hitting the Heavenly Lord and Yin Hou who were looking for them.

At this moment, the two old men were quarreling in the middle of the road, because the Tianzun was going east, and Yin Hou said to go west, and neither of them allowed each other. Then Yin Hou was not able to leave Tianzun and look for him. If this old man is lost, it will be even more troublesome.

Just as he was struggling, he saw Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang coming back with a dark man.

The two looked at each other and went into the yard with Zhan Zhao and the others.

Zhan Zhao put the old man on the bed in the guest room and asked Gongsun to come and help him.

Tianzun and Yin Hou frowned and looked at the old man's face, feeling familiar.

Tianzun took a handkerchief, dipped it in some water, wiped the blood and sludge on the man's face. After seeing his appearance clearly, he was surprised, "Snow Feng!"

Outside, a large group of people who ran in with Gongsun were also surprised - the dirty old man on the bed turned out to be the legendary Taoist Master Xuefeng?!

Gongsun looked at Xuefeng's injuries and immediately said, "Come and take a look."

Zhan Zhao reached out and turned Xuefeng over, pulled his clothes open, and saw rows of needles on his back... but it felt less than that of Qinglong."

"Forty-nine needles." Gongsun frowned, measured Xuefeng's pulse, and said, "He is seriously injured."

Hou Yin asked Zhan Zhao in confusion, "Where did you pick him up?"

Bai Yutang signaled that he was still in the clouds and mist and understood nothing, and asked everyone to ask Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao asked, "What do you say from Qinglong?"

Lin Yehuo told Qingyan about the situation, Zhan Zhao smiled, "Sure enough!"

Everyone looked at him.

Bai Yutang pointed at Zhan Zhao's shoulder with his finger, "Maoer, what have we missed? You'd better say it carefully."

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "I made a mistake like Xiao Sizi!"

Everyone looked at Zhan Zhao.

Zhao Pu reminded, "The little fourth son is often confused. Which one do you mean?"

After Zhao Pu finished speaking, he saw everyone winking at him.

Zhao Pu blinked and turned around and saw Xiao Sizi holding a medicine box, flattening her mouth and bulging her cheeks behind her. Xiao Liang looked at Zhao Pu with contempt.

Zhao Pu opened his mouth wide and reached out to pick up Xiao Sizi to coax him.

Xiao Sizi hugged his arms and pouted and ignored him.

Ignoring Zhao Pu, who was concentrating on begging for mercy and coaxing his son, Zhan Zhao continued to explain, "The little fourth son mistakenly regards the reflection on the ice as a reality, while I regards people who are completely different in time and space as the same group of people!
To be continued...