Chapter 78 Not like a monk
"This is..."
Looking at the dark gray cloth wrapped around his feet, an indescribable light flashed in Jijiu's eyes.
It seems to be doubtful, it is surprising, and it seems that there are layers of waves in my heart...
"Kou Kou Kou."
There was another knock on the door outside the house.
Shijiu chuckled, hooked his fingers slightly, and the cloth on his feet that was obviously torn from ready-made clothes appeared in Shijiu's hands instantly.
"Come in."
Shijiu put away the cloth in a good mood, looked at Feng Ming who came in and asked: "How long have I been asleep?"
Feng Ming cupped his hands and replied: "Master, you have been asleep for three days."
Three days?
Shijiu lowered his eyes and looked at the pink scars on his feet, thinking a little.
The burn was not healed, and she shouldn't have woken up at this time.
"It seems that I missed it after all."
Shijiu raised his hand, and the closed window in the house opened instantly. He looked in the direction of Su Chen's yard and sighed softly.
Since his destiny is like this, it can be regarded as atonement for his past life.
"I asked you to stare at the Lord's Mansion, but what did you find out?"
Feng Ming was still wondering what the master meant when he said he missed it.
Suddenly I heard the master’s question and almost didn’t react.
“Reporting to the master, my subordinates discovered that Su Jingyu has been acting strangely these past few days.”
"Abnormal?"
"During this period, Su Jingyu stayed at the Lord's Mansion every day and never went out, but spent most of his time in the study."
"Is there something wrong with that study room?"
Seeing Feng Ming's expression become more serious when he mentioned the study room, he knew where the abnormality appeared.
“Yes, Master.”
Feng Ming's expression was slightly solemn, "On that day, shortly after the monk left, a strong aura appeared in the study."
"I have wanted to go in and investigate many times, but I couldn't find it at all. We can't get close there." Shijiu frowned slightly as he listened to Feng Ming's words, "Little monk?"< br>
“Master, after that monk left your place, he went to Su Chen’s courtyard again, chanted for a while, and then left.”
Listen When Shijiu asked the young monk, Feng Ming lowered his head and told her the trajectory of Chang Kong's actions in the palace.
That monk has quite a high level of cultivation.
However, that monk gave him a strange feeling.
He doesn't look like a monk at all.
I don’t know why, but this was the first thing Feng Ming felt when he saw the monk for the first time in the Lord’s Mansion.
“Chanting?”
Shijiu tilted his head and looked at Feng Ming doubtfully, as if he was making sure he heard correctly.
"Let's go, let's go see what sutra the young monk recited."
As Shi Jiu said, he turned his fingers slightly, and in the blink of an eye she and Feng Ming appeared. Suchen's yard.
Feng Ming held an umbrella with a confused look on his face, "Master..."
Shi Jiu ignored Feng Ming.
Shijiu, who was wearing a hibiscus-colored water mist skirt, listened to the movement in the house, squinted his eyes and strode inside with a half-smile.
The begonia beads worn on her head swayed and swayed with the pace, which was very beautiful.
Feng Ming held an umbrella in one hand and a sword in the other, following Shi Jiu into the house step by step.
The house was in chaos.
More than a dozen guards surrounded Su Chen, trying to control her, but they were scratched by the dagger in her hand.
Even Su Jingyu had his palm scratched by the dagger in Su Chen's hand.
Inside the room, there was a mortal with mutilated flesh and blood and no breath.
At this time, the master was standing in front of this mortal, not knowing what he was thinking.
“Is there someone there!?”
As soon as Black and White Yinza returned to the house, he felt an unusual atmosphere in the house.
Bai Yinzai looked at the mortal corpse, and Heiyinzai looked at each other, and both saw doubts in the other's eyes.
(End of this chapter)