"Master Xinjing, I have already brought the food back. Do you need me to bring it in?"

Jingnian's respectful voice as always came in from outside the door. Luo Feng, who was sitting on the wooden couch, came back to his senses temporarily and said to the outside of the door: "No need, just put it at the door and go back."

"Yes, then I'll go back first."

"No, you wait a moment."

Hearing Jingqi's answer, Luo Feng paused and subconsciously called out to the other party.

He hesitated for a moment and still instructed: "The temple is not safe these days. You usually stay in the room and don't go out easily."

It was quiet outside the door for a moment before the answer of pure anger rang again.

"Yes, I know."

Maybe it was because of this rare concern that Luo Feng could hear a faint joy from the words of this young monk.

His expression was a little complicated. He thought that his behavior was just a waste of time, and he was thinking about the current situation.

In the morning, when facing the last inquiry from the man in black, he of course responded to it with a perfunctory attitude, and then he got a new task prompt.

The task prompts this time are very simple, or very difficult.

The mission asked him to "investigate the truth about the frequent deaths in Qingjing Temple."

At first, he was not able to understand the word "frequent" of the task description. It was not until noon that the second deceased was discovered that he suddenly realized that perhaps almost everyone in the temple would die in the next few days!

Including him and Tang Qiaojue.

That's why he had just gone to find the Shoulin man. On the one hand, he was to test his words and hoped to get some useful information from this one-eyed man with a suspicious identity. On the other hand, the suggestions he made were also his true thoughts.

It is not yet clear what consequences will the player die in this dungeon, but Luo Feng doesn't want to bet on this risk. He transferred Tang Qiaojue and the others to him just to make an accident happen, and the three of them can take care of each other.

However, he did not expect that the forest guard would show such an attitude.

That look was simply doubting him openly.

This person is also suspicious that Xin Jing is the murderer.

Since there was too little information, Luo Feng couldn't tell whether the look of the guardian was disguised or sincere, but no matter what, he was indeed in a certain degree of dilemma.

Tang Qiaojue and the others were "protected" by the forest guards. With this guy's guard, Luo Feng couldn't go to the back mountain to find someone. In addition, those two people couldn't get out, so the three of them were disconnected.

Unless Luo Feng can directly deal with the forest guards, the player camp may be in a passive state from now on.

What to do next has become a difficult problem.

Sitting in the lecture hall and thinking about it, Luo Feng stood up and brought the meal outside the door in, put it on the wooden couch and didn't eat it. He was about to go out to find the man in black before talking.

There is no way, at least from the moment, the man in black is the person who is the least hostile to him in the temple. Although Xin Jing is suspected of killing his father and mother, the brothers are brothers after all, and the man in black looks more upright in his behavior. He is the most confident breakthrough for Luo Feng at present.

"Flipping!"

There was a movement from the bird cage on the table. Luo Feng, who was about to go out, looked back and then reached out and placed it gently above the bird cage.

The birds in the cage may have felt something and gradually became quiet.

"You are tired of staying in the cage, are you? Wait a little longer, two days, or just another day, when your injury is healed, I will let you out..."

Luo Feng whispered this sentence. Strangely, when he said this, he looked too calm, and what he said was a bit abrupt and inexplicable. However, he seemed to have not realized it, turned around and opened the door, and walked out.

"Ga."

As soon as the door was closed, the quiet room was left with the plate of fragrant food on the wooden couch and the cage bird that was making noise again.

...

Judging from the number of people and the size of the land, Qingjing Temple is actually not a real small temple. But the people in this temple are too strange. They only stay on their respective territory on weekdays, and today they have two murders. Luo Feng walked around the temple and was silent, so he couldn't even see a figure.

He wanted to follow his memory and go to the guest room where the man in black lived, but he unexpectedly met a young monk whom he had never met before.

【Clear shock】.

"Ah...Ah, Amitabha."

The monk named "Jingjing" collided with Luo Feng head-on in a round arch. He seemed to have not expected to see Luo Feng here. His expression seemed very surprised. He subconsciously hid the wooden basin in his hand behind him. Then he realized that he hurriedly saluted Luo Feng with his palms, "Master Xinjing."

Luo Feng took Jingjing's series of performances into his eyes. He looked at the other party and asked intentionally: "Why are you not at the abbot? Now that Jingye is dead, there is only one available person left by my master."

"Oh, the sun is not good these days, so the abbot asked me to find someone to look for a sunny side to dry my clothes."

Sure enough, this person is from the abbot's courtyard.

Luo Feng looked at the wooden basin that was hidden behind him by Jingjing.

Dry clothes?

Soon, he nodded as if nothing had happened and said, "That's it, then you can go back quickly."

"Ah, yes."

The monk named "Jingjing" was obviously relieved, and quickly lowered his head and walked past Luo Feng.

But he didn't notice that when Luo Feng left, his eyes were always locked in the wooden basin that was covered by his body.

It seemed that nothing special when I looked quickly. It was just some ordinary gray clothes, like monk's robes in the temple. Luo Fenggang wanted to walk forward thoughtfully, but his steps suddenly stopped.

He recalled that the woman he saw in the abbot's courtyard yesterday seemed to be wearing gray clothes! Although it was not a monk's garment, there was no big difference between the color and ordinary monk's garment.

The murder that happened today a bit disturbed Luo Feng's thoughts. He forgot about this for a while, and only then did he remember it again.

There must be something wrong with the abbot.

Luo Feng turned his head and looked at Jing Jing hurriedly leaving. After thinking about it, he still followed him, trying to see if the wooden basin had any women's clothes.

"Woo! You..."

However, when he chased a new courtyard along the way, he suddenly heard a strange movement not far ahead.

He held his breath unconsciously, hid in the corner slowly, and looked carefully.

He saw Jingjing being held hostage by a man, his mouth was covered, and a sharp knife was raised and stabbed mercilessly...

Luo Feng's eyes quietly opened.

Not only because he witnessed a murder, but also because... he knew the perpetrator!
Chapter completed!