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Yonecang Castle is located on a plain, surrounded by fields and hills. The mountains are filled with mist and undulating, with dense grass and trees, and huge trees. No matter where you go, you will see patches of green and no abnormalities.

Jing Hua walked around the city several times and visited another deacon, Shi Jincha. Shi Jincha was older and was not in a hurry to face the "encirclement". He came to Yoicang Castle late and had nothing to do with the robbery, so he seemed calm.

After the two chatted for a while, the boy felt the other person's mentality. The so-called matter was not about himself and he was hanging up. Shi Jincha was not willing to offend the "command" and did not want to help. He answered some superficial skills.

After leaving Shi's Mansion and coming outside the city, Jinghua was independent of the hillside, and his heart was a little confused.

There are three fellow disciples in the city, and two of them are involved in the robbery, thinking about how to "shirk the blame". Shi Jincha is relatively innocent and should have been the help of investigating the case. Unfortunately, the other party only wants to protect himself and will not try his best to investigate the worm.

Besides, the surrounding area outside the city is too large, and there are too many areas suitable for hiding. Even if you invest ten times the manpower to search, it is just a drop in the ocean and will not play much role.

Seeing the smallest, the gap between low-level disciples and high-level monks can be seen from this. The classics record that high-level monks are all in the world and master many special magical powers and Taoist techniques. There are several items that can be reversed and pursuing the origin. For example, one is called "Returning the Light and Leaving the Image", which can reproduce the details of past lives. It is used to trace the truth, and there is almost no way to hide from the worm.

Unfortunately, a monk who masters such Taoism is at least a master of elixir. He does not mention whether the master is willing to let go of his figure and get involved in the trivial matters of Yonekura City. The other party is eager to be righteous and willing to help, and who is willing to help, the low-level disciples know nothing about this skill.

There is a lack of necessary clues and the inability to speculate on the specific location. A large-scale search is actually a waste of time. Instead of walking around aimlessly, it is better to return to the city and wait for news about the city branch.

Jing Hua sighed softly and turned around and walked towards Yonekura Castle.

There is a dilapidated bamboo pavilion halfway away from the city for passers-by to rest. Jinghua walked quickly along the way, and there was someone in the pavilion far away. As he got closer, the figure became more and more familiar. The other party was about forty or fifty years old, sitting cross-legged in the bamboo pavilion, holding a steamed bun in his hand and smiling foolishly.

Jing Hua glanced at him and immediately recognized her as the beggar who had hit her. She was slightly different from a few days ago. Although her clothes were not gorgeous, they were clean and tidy, wearing straw sandals under her feet, which was a bit pleasing to her eyes.

When the beggar saw the boy looking at her, she smiled even more happily, and saliva ticked down from the corner of her mouth. She took out a light green letter from her arms and screamed at Jing Hua "hoho".

The boy was slightly surprised. Could it be that the other party "repaying kindness" and using the "treasure map" to repay the gifts of that day? The light green letter is not like the "ancient books treasure map", but rather like a home commonly used by a wealthy family. It suddenly appears in the hands of a female beggar, and it feels a bit abrupt.

Jing Hua took the letter in front of him, and there were only a dozen big characters inside.

"Tonight, please come to the mansion and give a lecture."

The signature is Zhao Xingxian, and there is a sketch behind it indicating the meeting location. Jing Hua glanced a few times and said that the place should be located in a hill not far from the south of the city.

Zhao Xingxian? His name is not unfamiliar. Huo and Lin have mentioned several times that they were the head of the Zhao family decades ago. When they were born, their father was already old. He, his sister Zhao Xingqian and brother-in-law Jia Yuan were in charge of the Zhao family's business.

According to Lin Qin, Zhao Xingxian was in his early thirties. Decades have passed, and this person is still alive and has reached his 80s. Old Man Bai, who has disappeared for many years, has suddenly appeared. What do he want to do?

Jing Huaxin changed countless thoughts. If the letter was true, then all the previous speculations could be explained. Zhao Xingxian must have some plans when he came back. Revenge? Revenge? Also, what is his purpose for him to find him?

At 3 o'clock in the morning, it started to drizzle. The boy arrived at the south of the city in advance, stood on the mountainside and looked around.

The mountains are not high, with giant trees and grass all over the surface. The forest is slim and you can see the outline of the hut. The night is dark, and the forest is faintly shining, as if a light is lit.

Huawei prevented accidents when going out, but did not inform Horn and others, and only greeted Shi Jincha. Zhao Xingxian sent a female beggar to contact him, and seemed to be willing to meet alone. Since there was a possibility of "peace talks", Jing Hua was unwilling to anger the head of the Zhao family.

According to the story of Huo and Lin, Zhao Xingxian had no cultivation and no

There is no threat. If the tragedy is related to it, there may be monk helpers around him.

Looking at the lights in the forest from afar, the young man silently thought. After the lesson of the disaster in Sanjiang City, the commonly used talismans and elixirs were prepared. Just in case, he brought a "blood bee needle" before leaving.

Jing Hua once took the time to transport the flying needle, and the power was indeed extraordinary, no less than Pei Lei's wooden ruler that day. Unfortunately, with one blow, the spiritual storage of the whole body was consumed 70% of it, and his hands and feet were sore and weak, and his strength was not strong.

This item can be used as a preparatory trump card, and you cannot use it randomly. As long as you can gain a moment of effort, Shi Jincha will come to support him and he will be able to escape from danger.

While thinking, a faint sound came from the forest.

"Since Fellow Daoist Jing has arrived, why are you still hesitating?"

Jing Hua's eyes shrank slightly. Based on spiritual power, he transmitted a voice for more than ten feet. The other party was obviously a monk.

Zhao Xingxian, a monk, two of them were added together, and the tenth ** was related to the robbery. However, when things were about to come, there was no time to think about other things. The young man calmed down and replied loudly: "Jing came here presumptuously, please forgive me for your senior."

Below her body, Jing Hua stepped into the woods. The hut was spacious and sturdy, with a wide door open, and the situation inside was clear.

There was only one person in the room, in his forties or fifties, with a leopard head and a ringed eyes, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a very burly appearance. Judging from the spiritual pressure coming, the other party should be a cultivator who gathered spirits well.

He was wearing a gray short shirt, his thick limbs were exposed, and he was much more common. From a distance, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Jing Hua immediately realized that this person might be a martial artist. However, his right leg was broken at the same root, and his hands and feet were gray brown. I don’t know why.

"Jing Hua, a disciple of the Fire Thunder Sect, pay homage to Senior Zhao."

Before leaving, Jing Hua decided to pay attention to being courteous and then being in the army, and tried to resolve the situation peacefully. Therefore, he stepped into the hut, bowed and bowed, and made a gesture.

The man did not get up, but just shook his head slowly.

"I am despicable but not angry, and I am not afraid of strangers. Fellow Daoist Jing, with these two points alone, I am far from being as good as a senior. There are too many people with sweet mouths and swords, but few of them are merciful and open-minded. I am Zhao Xingxian, you have been in Yoicang City for many days and should have some understanding of the Zhao family, right?"

Zhao Xingxian is a martial arts practitioner? This is too different from what Horn and others said. Jing Hua couldn't think about it and replied carefully: "I heard from others that the Zhao family and Master Shen of this sect are a little disagreeable, and they have even become quarrels. As for the details of the inside story, many outsiders are vague."

"Ha ha"

Zhao Xingxian slapped her in the sky, with a sneer on her face.

"Discord? Fighting? Two vampires in the city are insatiable. That's what they said to you? Haha, what a disgrace! My Zhao family has five lives, two or three hundred people are separated, and one disgrace is completely beaten, good! Very good."

Jing Hua's heart skipped a beat and his face became more solemn.

"Please also inform us of the details."

Zhao Xingxian closed his eyes and tried to slow down his tone.

"Okay, please listen to the experience of the Zhao family and comment on your Uncle Shen's actions."&1t;/nen>
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