"The Holy Son is right. It may be more appropriate to let Bo Xun and Lao Na go."
From the perspective of Monk Zao Daoji, a person of Ye Qingyun's level might not be very interested in Buddhist sword relics anymore.
There is no point in forcing him to go there himself.
It would be better to let the demon Buddha Bo Xun go with him.
First of all, Mo Fo Bo Xun is very powerful, so if they encounter any danger, they can take care of each other.
Secondly, although Demon Buddha Bo Xun is half demon and half Buddha, after all, he is still a Buddhist.
Perhaps we can take this opportunity to allow Demon Buddha Bo Xun to rejoin Buddhism.
Even if he cannot be allowed to return to Buddhism, it would be good to have a closer relationship with Buddhism.
"The Holy Son is wise, I will go find Bo Xun right now!"
Daoji came and went in a hurry. After saluting, he quickly went down the mountain.
Ye Qingyun didn't expect him to be so neat, but it was good, so he wouldn't have to pester him to hunt for treasure.
"Holy Son, that Miss Ling said goodbye and left in the morning."
At this moment, Huikong had the opportunity to talk to Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun was startled and said, "Leaving?"
Huikong nodded.
"She also left a message, asking the poor monk to tell a man named Ouyang Feng, saying that it is a long journey and we will meet again if we are destined."
"Holy Son, who is this Ouyang Feng?"
Ye Qingyun ""
Good guy.
Only then did Ye Qingyun remember that he didn't seem to have told Ling Xiaoxiao what his real name was.
She always thought that her real name was Ouyang Feng.
But everyone had already left, and Ye Qingyun didn't pay much attention.
It is estimated that after this farewell, there will be no chance of meeting again in the future.
Huikong didn't stay long and quickly went down the mountain.
Ye Qingyun ate the wontons happily.
There are still two or three small wontons left in a bowl.
suddenly.
A strong wind came.
Ye Yun hadn't seen clearly what was going on.
The bowl in my hand was actually gone. Ye Qingyun "???"
Where is my bowl?
Such a big bowl was in my hand just now. Why did a gust of wind blow it away?
“Yum! So delicious!”
A voice sounded from the side.
Ye Yun turned around and took a look.
Suddenly he was furious.
An old man wearing rags was holding Ye Qingyun's bowl and eating the last few wontons left in the bowl.
While eating, he smashed his mouth.
"Old man, why are you robbing me to eat?"
Ye Qingyun cursed angrily.
He hasn't even eaten enough.
The old man chuckled and drank the wonton soup in the bowl.
Then he wiped his mouth.
"Little brother, this thing of yours is too delicious. What is it called? I have never seen an old beggar before."
Ye Qingyun stared.
I'm fucking asking you why you took my food.
You actually ask what this is?
Ye Qingyun immediately became angry.
"Okay, you old guy, are you still justified in robbing me to eat?"
The old beggar smiled.
"Young man, don't be so angry. Old beggar, I have eaten your food, so I will naturally give you some benefits."
After saying that, the old beggar turned his hand.
An ingot of gold ingot appeared in his hand.
Ye Qingyun suddenly beamed.
"Old man, what else do you want to eat? Say hello to whatever you want, and I'll make it for you right away."
Although Ye Qingyun already has a lot of gold.
But people are so worthless.
I can't walk when I see this thing.
Ye Qingyun felt that he would never be able to change this problem in his life.
well!
Who makes gold so charming?
I can't help it.
Ye Qingyun took the gold in one hand.
But then I thought about it.
That’s not right!
Isn't this a beggar?
How could there be gold?
Ye Qingyun looked at the old beggar suspiciously.
He became even more vaguely vigilant.
This old guy doesn't look like a beggar but is actually a robber, right?
"Little brother, the old beggar wants to ask you something."
The old beggar didn't pay attention to Ye Qingyun's eyes and asked directly.
Ye Qingyun frowned.
"you say."
"Little brother, do you know where Ouyang Feng is?"
The old beggar's words were astonishing.
Ye Qingyun was suddenly shocked.
Finished!
Isn't this old beggar a member of the Beggar Clan?
What I deceived those beggars yesterday was indeed revealed.
It’s over, it’s over!
People are now coming to your door.
What can I do?
Ye Qingyun suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
The Liu sisters happened to go to the mountainside to feed sheep and chickens.
Even if they were here, Ye Qingyun didn't know if the two sisters could defeat this old beggar?
"Why don't you speak, little brother?"
The old beggar asked with a smile.
He looked harmless to humans and animals.
Ye Qingyun smiled awkwardly.
"Well, I don't know who Ouyang Feng is."
"Really? What do you call the little brother?"
The old beggar asked again.
Ye Qingyun rolled his eyes.
"My name is Zhang Wuji."
Just open your mouth and come.
The old beggar was startled.
"Zhang Wuji?"
Ye Qingyun nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, my name is indeed Zhang Wuji."
The old beggar smiled.
"If your name is not Zhang Wuji, you are Ouyang Feng."
Oh my god!
It turned out that this old beggar knew everything.
Ye Qingyun's face suddenly turned bitter .
"Old senior, I am really not Ouyang Feng. You have mistaken me for the wrong person."
The old beggar snorted.
"Boy, why do you call yourself Ouyang Feng?"
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
He couldn't say that he subconsciously used Ouyang Feng's name because he knew the leader of the Beggar Clan was called Hong Qigong.
How could people in this world know the connection between Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng?
"Uh, I'm talking nonsense."
Ye Qingyun could only explain it this way.
The old beggar naturally didn't believe it.
"Not only do you call yourself Ouyang Feng, but you also know that I love delicious food, that I have a treasured green jade staff, and that I have a unique skill, the Dragon Subduing Palm!"
The old beggar stared at Ye Qingyun.
"Why do you know so much about Lao Cheng? Who are you?"
Ye Qingyun was stunned.
He looked at the old beggar in disbelief.
"Are you Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggar Clan?"
The old beggar, Hong Qigong, nodded expressionlessly.
Ye Qingyun took a breath of cold air.
Then he looked Hong Qigong up and down.
Finally, his eyes fell on Hong Qigong's left hand.
It is strikingly visible that Hong Qigong is missing an index finger on his left hand.
Seeing that Ye Qingyun seemed to be staring at his left hand, Hong Qigong frowned.
"What are you looking at?"
Ye Qingyun really didn't know what to say at this moment.
Did he actually meet Hong Qigong?
But something seems not quite right.
Isn't this too much of a coincidence?
It was such a coincidence that it felt so unreal to Ye Qingyun.
"Are you really Hong Qigong?"
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but ask again.
Hong Qigong frowned.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
"Um, I mean, have you been called Hong Qigong since you were a child, or did you change your name midway?"
Unexpectedly, when Hong Qigong heard this, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
