"Qingqing, who did you talk to just now?"

The Nirvana monk who heard the movement came over and asked, Qingqing was already very familiar with them. During those days in Suzhou, these monks were guarding the safety of the Zen Temple.

The young junior sister sat cross-legged on the wall and turned around and smiled at the monk holding a Zen stick. She said while eating steamed buns:

"No one is a familiar person on the street. I have friends in Luoyang."

"Okay, be careful yourself and don't go out of the temple."

The monk nodded and looked around vigilantly.

Tonight, the Heluo Gang placed Yaoqin and Lei Shiyin in the White Horse Temple. Although there were guards such as the Mustard Monk, the guards were still very alert.

The Demon Sect's side dispatched a master, and they also saw the fireworks flying in the sky before.

Outside Luoyang City, both good and evil are fighting each other, and there is also tension in Luoyang City.

Both the Beggars' Sect and the Heluo Sect sent people and patroled around the White Horse Temple.

As for the local government...

Alas, it's better not to say it.

In the dark alley not far from White Horse Temple, You Wuming hid behind the wall and looked at Qingqing. He saw Qingqing talking to the people behind the wall.

But after waiting for a few breaths, no monk came out to hunt him down.

Qingqing helped him hide his traces, which made Yu Wuming feel warm.

It should be considered a friend, right?

But the evil sword master thought of this, and he turned back into the alley, walked forward for a few steps, and then said to the group of Qi Juemen waiting for orders behind the alley:

"There are masters here, so they can be ambushed and retreat quickly!"

The people in the alley were also not vague. They were all elites. Looking at the preparations for the White Horse Temple tonight, they knew that this job of taking advantage of the chaos and robbing the camp could not be done.

Now that You Wuming has brought back the information, they are happy to go with the flow.

Besides, You Wuming was blocking there, obviously not allowing them to act.

No one has the courage to provoke the Lord of the Demon Sword. Yang Beihan had ordered before that if things fail, there would be no need to take the risk.

After a few breaths, the Seven Quarter Sects who had sneaked into Luoyang City went out by finding a good route in advance.

But You Wuming didn't leave.

He returned to a house near Luoyang Wharf, took off the evil knife, and went to the kitchen in a dark and clumsy way to knead the dough, doing it very seriously, just like practicing a knife.

Soon, a tray of osmanthus steamed buns was placed on the stove.

Those who agreed to send steamed buns to Qingqing had to fulfill this promise before leaving Luoyang.

In addition to Zhang Chu, Zhang Lan, and Uncle Bei Han, he has another friend.

Well, Shen Qiu, who has competed with him, should be considered barely enough.

While making steamed buns with no time, Shen Qiu and Zhang Lan successfully returned to Luoyang City.

The situation was serious tonight. The guards at the city gate were all elites from the Heluo Gang. Seeing Shen Qiu coming back, they made way for the half-open city gate and let Shen Qiu and Zhang Lan enter the city.

The war on the dock has come to an end, and in a while, others will come back.

In the wing room of Baima Temple, Qingqing had prepared midnight snacks and was waiting for her senior brother to come back.

Because I was in the Buddhist temple, I used vegetarian food. The mountain ghost was already sitting on the table, wearing a mask, slowly ate a bowl of noodles, and said a few words to Qingqing from time to time.

The vegetarian food in Baima Temple is a masterpiece of Luoyang, and the mountain ghosts are very satisfied with eating.

But even with the chopsticks, Chengying Sword is still held in his arms, and can be unsheathed to the enemy at any time, with blood splattering seven feet.

His fierce female eagle stood on the window ridge, with a bowl in front of him, filled with delicious insects, which can be regarded as a reward.

Qingqing's two crested eagles stood aside, lowered their eyebrows and looked smooth, and were very well-behaved.

They can't even beat the Fierce Beast, let alone provoke the more fierce eagle, the mountain ghost.

"Ao"

Amid the strange screams, the beast of Shocking Fighting also fell from the darkness and fell on the other side of the windowsill.

It stared at the mountain ghost's eagle, flapping its wings, full of provocation. The female eagle took a worm, turned around and glared at Jinghong, spread its wings and flew into the darkness.

Jinghong followed closely behind.

This is going to fight again.

Seeing the two bigwigs flying away, Qingqing's two crested eagles quickly moved their claws to grab the worms in the bowl.

"Senior brother is back!"

When Qingqing saw Jinghong, she knew that Chen Qiu had returned to the city. Soon after, Chen Qiu and Zhang Lan pushed open the door and walked in.

The mountain ghost raised his head, pointed at Chen Qiu, and glanced at Zhang Lan again, who shrank his head.

He has not forgotten the mysterious master's heroic appearance in the Suzhou War.

This kind of method is fierce and indifferent to emotions, unless you have already gained trust, it is better not to mess with it.

"Come and sit."

Chen Qiu sat next to Qingqing, pointed to the chair beside him, and said to Zhang Lan:

"All of them are brothers, so you don't have to be polite."

He said to the mountain ghost again:

"I and Xiao Tie both believe him. I have fought together tonight and specially brought him to see my brother."

"Um."

Shan Gui nodded, ignored Zhang Lan, took a soft snack with chopsticks and placed it in Qingqing bowl. The three of them chatted for a while, and Xiao Tie also came to the room.

He came alone, put Juque by the table, and did not be polite to the others, so he picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

I had a fierce battle tonight, and it was just when my stomach was empty.

"Uncle Hei is gone."

Xiao Tie ate and said to Chen Qiu and Qingqing:

"He said that he was going to travel around the world, so he would not come to say goodbye to you, but there will be a day to meet again in the future."

Upon hearing this news, Qingqing was a little depressed. The younger sister, like other young people, did not like this sudden parting.

But Chen Qiu nodded and said:

"Mo Hei is the apprentice of Juzi. He naturally had a dispute with Ai Dachai. This time he traveled around the world, he was afraid that he would find a breakthrough in the mechanism.

In terms of martial arts, Uncle Hei is unlikely to surpass Ai Dada at once, so he can only decide the outcome in the mechanism."

"yes."

Xiao Tie put down his chopsticks and said:

"Although Uncle Hei didn't say it clearly, I could feel it."

"You seem to know a lot."

Zhang Lan, who was sitting next to Xiao Tie, looked at Chen Qiu and Xiao Tie suspiciously, and said:

"Ai Dachai's life experience and past are something that only he and his father know, but his father never said that, how do you know when you wait?"

“We know a lot.”

Qingqing girl sat cross-legged on the chair, snorted proudly, and she said to Zhang Lan:

"You are a newcomer, don't ask more questions, eat your food."

"I won't say this tonight."

Chen Qiu also put down his chopsticks and said to Zhang Lan:

"If you want to know, let Xiao Tie tell you tomorrow.

You are our group now. Although Master Mustard Seed has agreed to waive you a year of ban on the ban, there is still one more year left.

You will stay in White Horse Temple well, practice martial arts, and cultivate your mood. When you are free, we will definitely serve you to celebrate."

"Everyone is all their own people."

Zhang Lan complained dissatisfiedly:

“You don’t talk to me either.

Especially you, Qingqing, the Mustard Seed Monk regards you as his personal disciple. If you are willing to speak for Brother Zhang Lan, the Mustard Seed Monk will definitely be able to open your mouth."

"Human favors are not used like this."

Chen Qiu shook his head and said:

“It’s not a bad thing for you to stay here.

With the Mustard Monk and Nirvana Temple, even if Zhang Chu has any ideas about you, it is difficult for him to succeed. Didn’t you say that there may be a big change in the Demon Sect?”

"Okay, okay."

Zhang Lan shrugged and said:

"Then I will listen to you once, but my four beauties are still in Suzhou, and I want to take them to Luoyang."

Speaking of this, Zhang Lan lamented.

"I have raised them so well that I can't pick their hands and shoulders. If I let go, I'm afraid I'll fall into the fireworks alley.

I also want to find a good home for them.

But they have been with this young master for a long time, their horizons have become higher, and ordinary people are not obsessed with them. They always pick on each other, which is really a headache."
To be continued...