"Master, then we won't bother you."

After pretending to be in the direction of the thatched house, Tang Qiaojue gave a secret wink at the horse-faced Rakshasa beside him. The two of them immediately ran to the fence gate and prepared to sneak out.

"Cruff..."

After hearing the slight and almost inaudible sound outside the house, the guardian of the forest, who was sitting in the house holding a Buddhist scripture, raised his eyelids, remained silent for a moment, but still did not call out the two sneaky guys.

"Forget it, I have my own personal blessings. Even I can't protect myself. Whether I die or live depends on my luck."

A low and hoarse voice sounded, as if it was indescribable to sigh. It was a pity that Tang Qiaojue and the other two who had already run outside happily could not hear it at all.

They finally figured out the activities of the forest guards and knew that he would read scriptures in the house for several hours every day, so they seized the opportunity to sneak out.

"Where are we going next? Let's go to the preaching hall to find Xiao Feng?"

"No, let's go to the Luohan Hall first."

Tang Qiaojue turned his head slightly surprised and looked at the horse-faced Rakshasa, "Didn't you think the Luohan Hall was the most dangerous before?"

"I thought so before, but now it seems that no one in the temple is simple." The horse-faced Rakshasa smacked his lips helplessly, "Now, two people on the abbot's side have died, and they hide in the abbot's room and don't come out. We have no chance at all. There is no need to think about the Main Hall and the Sutra Pavilion. If you rule it out, you can only go to the Arhat Hall to see the situation first."

"Why don't you go with Xiao Feng?" Tang Qiaojue was a little confused.

"Are you stupid?" Mamian Rakshasa gave him a angrily, "What is the difference between his clothes and a large light bulb? The target is too big. Why don't we two sneak over and take a look first, and it's better to explain if we are caught."

When Tang Qiaojue heard what the horse-faced Rakshasa said, he felt it was reasonable, but he was still a little worried about the situation on Luo Feng.

He remembered that Luo Feng mentioned yesterday that the monk called "Jing Nur" had a problem. What kind of problem was that would make Luo Feng's face so serious?

Tang Qiaojue could not resolve this doubt for the time being, so he followed the horse-faced Rakshasa to act together for the time being.

So, the two of them then looked towards the direction of the Luohan Hall in the temple.

Speaking of which, whether it is Luo Feng or Tang Qiaojue, the only places they have never been to in the temple within the past two days are the Luohan Hall and the Sutra Pavilion, so Tang Qiaojue and Horse-faced Rakshasa also have a curiosity about the Luohan Hall.

However, after they really arrived at the place, they found that the Arhat Hall in Qingjing Temple was nothing surprising.

It was just a courtyard that occupied a large area. There were two rows of wooden statues of Arhat practicing martial arts in the slightly dilapidated yard. Tang Qiaojue counted and found exactly six, and they were painted with paint, three black and three white.

What surprised Tang Qiaojue and the others was that when they secretly came to the Luohan Hall, they looked inside and found that not only monk Zhishui and two disciples under his command, but also a little boy who looked like a dysentery from afar, under Jingsi's guidance, was posing in a martial arts style in a very sensual manner.

"I thought the child had been sent down the mountain long ago, but I didn't expect that he would still stay on the mountain?"

Tang Qiaojue and the others hid sideways behind a wall, and looked at the situation in the yard.

"Did you forget? The road down the mountain was cut off. I guess Zhishui is also a kind of verbal dissatisfaction. I took this opportunity to let the father and son get along for a few more days." Mamong Rakshasa said thinking.

As a result, a familiar voice suddenly sounded softly from behind the two, scaring them.

"Even if this is the case, the situation is not right. Don't forget that there are murderers rampant in the temple. Which father would have the confidence to place his child in such an environment?"

Tang Qiaojue and the others quickly turned around and waited until they saw the person behind them clearly, then they patted their chests and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Feng, can't you make any sound when you walk?"

Luo Feng, wearing a gray monk's robe, looked at the two of them innocently, "You two are so obsessed with the impression that they didn't notice me, okay? This was the same when you prying my door before. Please let the two of you take action in the future, at least one person will be left to control the wind? It's a miracle that you haven't been discovered yet."

After being angrily criticized by Luo Feng, Tang Qiaojue and the horse-faced Rakshasa looked at each other, and they knew that they were both silent and held back their words.

Then, Tang Qiaojue changed his subject and asked: "Why did you come here?"

"I will investigate the enemy's situation just like your purpose."

Luo Feng looked at the direction of Luohan Hall, then lowered the volume to the two people in front of him and said, "I suspect... Zhishui is the drug dealer!"

Hearing this, the horse-faced Rakshasa blinked and asked him in a low voice: "What is your basis? I think the abbot and the elder are also quite suspicious."

"I have roughly guessed the identity of the abbot, and it is unlikely that it is him. As for the elder in the Sutra Pavilion, I heard that he is actually the previous abbot of Qingjing Temple. He and the abbot of Qingjing Temple are probably related to brothers and sisters. The two have been staying in Qingjing Temple since many years ago. They cannot be the drug dealer. So, after completing the exclusion method, there is only one option left."

Hearing Luo Feng's words, Tang Qiaojue and the horse-faced Rakshasa both showed thoughts. Soon, Tang Qiaojue remembered something again and couldn't help asking: "Where did you get the news?"

Luo Feng glanced at the two of them, hesitated for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "It was Jingnu who told me."

"Jingwu? Didn't you say there is something wrong with this person?"

"He is indeed a problem. I haven't figured out his identity and real purpose yet, but at present, he should be considered a friendly army."

Horse-faced Rakshasa frowned and said, "If he cannot completely determine his identity, we cannot fully believe the information he received from him. So others still have some suspicion."

Luo Feng nodded after hearing this, and his eyes quietly looked at the father and son who were practicing martial arts in the courtyard of Luohan Hall, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"No matter what, except for the elder who has never been exposed, Zhishui is the most mysterious figure in the temple. Let's go back to the question just now... Why did he still keep his own son even though he is so dangerous on the mountain now?"

"you mean?"

"If a person can be so calm when facing danger, it can only show two possibilities. Either he is the danger itself! Or... that is, he knows that danger will not come to him!"
Chapter completed!