There was a woman beside Li Ying. The other was Tang Yueyan, whom Yuan Zhi fell in love with. She was wearing a black shirt and a black hat, covering her face.

The other is a slender and graceful beautiful woman.

She has a face with oval seeds and a red mole at the corner of her mouth, which makes her even more charming. Her eyes are enchanting as she looks around.

Li Ying chatted and laughed with them, and pointed out the snacks on both sides from time to time.

According to Tang Yueyan's opinion, it would be good to eat something at a stall instead of going to Guanyun Tower.

The charming and charming Song Yafang felt that it was better to go to Guanyun Tower, as the small stalls on the roadside always felt not so clean.

After Fakong first saw Song Yafang with his mind's eye, he then used his magical powers to see first with his destiny and then with his heavenly eye.

Li Ying was chatting and laughing with the two girls, while Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai were following not far behind, alert and alert.

Now is different than before.

The young master was not spared from the Kunshan Holy Cult's crazy assassination this time. Who knows if there will be a second wave after that assassination.

While Li Ying was talking to Song Yafang, Fakong's voice sounded in her ears: "There is indeed something wrong with this woman. An elder of your Cantian Dao named Dong is the boss of this person named Song."

Li Ying's expression remained unchanged, she raised her head and glanced in the direction of Guanyun Tower, then nodded lightly.

Fakong put down his chopsticks and said, "I don't have much appetite today, so I'll stop eating here. You can continue eating."

He got up and walked outside.

People around him stood up and paid tribute.

Lin Feiyang and the others had just started eating. They hesitated and continued eating.

Xu Qingluo put down her chopsticks and ran after him.

Fakong took Xu Qingluo down from Guanyun Tower, passed directly through Suzaku Avenue, and walked through an alley to Xuanwu Avenue.

The two had a meal at a roadside stall on Xuanwu Avenue.

From the beginning to the end, Fakong never met Song Yafang, and he saw through Song Yafang without even knowing it.

When Li Ying brought Song Yafang and Tang Yueyan to Guanyun Tower, she saw that Fakong had disappeared and shook her head secretly.

Master Fakong really cherishes his life.

Obviously he didn't want Song Yafang to know, or in other words, he didn't want the people from Kunshan Holy Cult to know that he was helping secretly.

Her expression remained unchanged, but her heart was filled with emotion.

Is everything an illusion?

Is the relationship that has lasted for many years all false?

The human heart in this world is really terrible.

The moon is like water.

A bright moon shines in the sky.

Ning Zhenzhen stood in the courtyard, dressed in white like snow, quietly bathing in the moonlight, like a white jade beauty.

Seeing Fakong appear in a flash, she smiled brightly, as if she came to life: "Senior brother."

Fa Kong smiled.

Ning Zhenzhen felt warm in her heart and floated into the room lightly: "Brother, come in."

Fakong hesitated for a moment and walked into the house.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the living room, but it was the fragrance of Ning Zhenzhen.

The taiyin small refining exercise made her body extremely pure and naturally emitted a delicate fragrance.

Under the light, Ning Zhenzhen became more and more beautiful. With her jade hands, she placed a golden box on the table and opened it gently. There was a golden bowl lying inside.

The golden bowl is slightly dark, as if it has been smoked, and looks full of ancient charm, leaving an atmosphere of vicissitudes of life.

"This is the golden bowl."

"That's it?" Fakong said with a smile: "Let me think about it day and night, unable to extricate myself?"

In an instant, my mind's eye has clearly seen it inside and out.

Not only are there words engraved on the inner wall, but there are also words engraved on the outside.

The words on the inner wall are vaguely visible and are the prayers I have learned, while the words on the outer wall are invisible.

Maybe someone has been groping for a while, and the grease came out, and these small words were covered up, so they couldn't be found.

Fakong smiled.

This is the third time he has seen prayers, once from the Unnamed Buddhist Sutra and once from Weng Jingyuan.

Apart from this, I have never seen any prayers.

I finally saw it again today.

He was inexplicably excited.

However, all the prayers contain unusual content. I don’t know if they are Buddhist mantras. If they are indeed Buddhist mantras, it would be a huge profit!

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "Senior brother, that collector cherishes this golden bowl very much. It's not just a lion's mouth. If I hadn't revealed my identity, he would never sell it. He would have to sell it to someone from the Buddhist sect."

Fakong laughed.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Senior brother, don't laugh, this man is indeed sincere and a believer in Buddhism."

Fakong suppressed his smile and stepped forward to knock lightly.

"Ding..." The sound was melodious.
Chapter completed!