"It's you?"

"Senior Brother Thanks."

Hearing that a sound suddenly appeared in the room, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu couldn't help but feel a hint of heart. Then, looking along with the sound, I found that there was a figure at the chair at the door. The figure accompanied Lin Jingyu to Xie Feihong on the Tongtian Peak.

"Senior Brother Xie seems to have something in his words, I wonder if I can say it more clearly."

Although it was not clear what Xie Feihong said, Lin Jingyu had somehow felt that the story behind this was very important to him and his friend Zhang Xiaofan. So after discovering that Xie Feihong was talking, he quickly asked.

"Does Junior Brother Zhang understand?" Xie Feihong did not answer Lin Jingyu's question, but continued to lean on the door frame like this, looking at the moon-skinned head outside the window sitting in the middle of the house without looking back, Zhang Xiaofan asked back.

"I don't understand what this senior brother said, I'm sorry!" After a moment of silence, Zhang Xiaofan said coldly.

In fact, in the face of Xie Feihong's rebuttal questions, Zhang Xiaofan also had many doubts, but unlike Lin Jingyu, who was confused by his current situation, he had indeed guessed some of the meanings mentioned in Xie Feihong's words.

However, it was precisely because he guessed that he was a little angry, because Puzhi, a person who enlightened him, had a very heavy weight in his heart and could not tolerate others' defilement. So when he heard the meaning of Xie Feihong's words seemed to be disrespectful to the monk of Tianyin Temple, his face turned rapidly, and his eyes became unkind.

"Don't understand?" Xie Feihong moved his eyes away from the bright moon in the sky, turned to Zhang Xiaofan, who had a hint of badness in his words and eyes just now, and then chuckled: "What a fool. Since that's the case, I have nothing to say. Junior Brother Zhang should take care of himself."

After saying that, Xie Feihong stopped paying attention to Zhang Xiaofan, but turned his head and said to Lin Jingyu: "Junior Brother Lin, has your old... been renewed?"

After taking a look at Zhang Xiaofan with a firm look on his face, obviously unable to listen to what others said, Lin Jingyu couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, and then he smiled reluctantly, "It's over, thank you for your senior brother."

"Then let's go," Xie Feihong was just getting up and walking out, saying, "If you stay still, I'm afraid the people from the Nagato will come and urge you, and then the face will be a little ugly."

"Yes," Lin Jingyu looked at Zhang Xiaofan again, nodded at him and said, taking care of himself, then followed Xie Feihong's pace and walked out the door.

It was also at this moment that Xie Feihong's figure outside the door under the moonlight could not help but, and at the same time, he passed a sentence into Zhang Xiaofan's ears without looking back: "Sometimes people cannot just consider themselves when they are alive, but also consider those who care about you. You people from Dazhu Peak are very worried about you, and hope that your choice tomorrow will not make them feel heartbroken and heartbroken!"

"Is it someone from Dazhu Peak..." Zhang Xiaofan's deadly eyes flashed after hearing this, and a little memories and entanglement appeared.

On the other side, Lin Jingyu followed Xie Feihong's footsteps and hesitated for a moment and asked, "Senior Brother Xie, what do you mean by Xiaofan just now? Do you know what you know?"

"No," Xie Feihong stopped and looked at Lin Jingyu next to him, then pondered for a moment and nodded, "I do know some inside information, and even... I have even been involved in it."

"Senior brother, can Xiaofan... survive this level?" Although he wanted to know the specifics, Lin Jingyu saw that Xie Feihong did not seem to have a deep conversation, so he directly asked another question he was more concerned about. Obviously, he had a deep relationship with Zhang Xiaofan for this companion who grew up with him since childhood and shared weal and woe.

"It depends on his choice," Xie Feihong continued as he walked forward: "If he chooses to tell everything and make it public, then naturally nothing will happen. Neither the head or the Tianyin Temple will focus on him."

"What if he doesn't say it?" Obviously, as Zhang Xiaofan's friend, Lin Jingyu knew his friend's temper well, so after hearing Xie Feihong's words, he became even more worried.

"Then he will suffer a lot of pain," Xie Feihong stopped again and looked at Lin Jingyu with expressionless expression: "It may even exceed the hatred of destroying the family and losing relatives!"

"How is this possible!" Lin Jingyu expressed his disbelief, because as one of the only three surviving people in Caomiao Village, he understood deeply how painful it was to destroy the hatred of family and die!

"You are still young and have experienced few things, so you don't understand," Xie Feihong said lightly as if he had experienced it: "Sometimes, when a person's always firm belief is betrayed, the promises he has always adhered to become lies. That kind of spiritual pain... is tormenting!"

Betrayal? Lies?

Lin Jingyu expressed that he didn't understand, but obviously Xie Feihong had the intention to continue explaining, so until he returned to Longshou Peak, Lin Jingyu was still a little dreamy.

On the Longshou Peak, Xie Feihong and Lin Jingyu, who was still full of doubt, separated and did not go back to the room directly, waiting for the arrival of the public trial meeting tomorrow. Instead, they came directly to the hall where Cangsong lived, and told the boy under his seat that he wanted to meet his cheap master.

It was this time. If it was an ordinary disciple of Longshou Peak, if there was no particularly important matter, the Taoist boy would definitely not agree. However, it would be different for a personal disciple like Xie Feihong. Therefore, when my colleague did not ask about the details, he signaled Xie Feihong to wait here for a while and he would go in and pass it on.

I learned from the Taoist boy that Xie Feihong wanted to see him. To be honest, Cang Song himself did not plan to see him. After all, the big drama he planned will officially start tomorrow. At this time, he needs to accumulate energy and deal with tomorrow's things and people in the best condition.

However, thinking that Xie Feihong, a disciple, has always been reliable. If there is nothing big, he would not disturb him at this time. Therefore, he signaled the Taoist boy under his seat to call Xie Feihong into the door.

"Is there anything wrong? Feihong," because he didn't want to waste any time, Cang Song went straight to the point and asked questions as soon as Xie Feihong entered the door and stood up.

"Yes," Xie Feihong glanced at the Taoist boy beside him. After the other party left with great tactfulness, he said in a deep voice: "I do have something to talk to my master."

"What's the matter?" Cang Song asked.

"It's about Junior Brother Zhang and Caomiao Village."
Chapter completed!