"Why... isn't it? Where did this knife come from?"

Due to a moment of shock, Luo Feng even forgot his concerns and directly asked the man in black about the origin of the fox ghost.

The two of them walked in the corridor of the temple with an oil lamp. The man in black turned his head and looked at him strangely and asked, "Did you forget everything about your family for the years you have been out? Isn't this knife the 'fox ghost' that we passed down from our family?"

Of course I know this is a fox ghost, the question is, why does the fox ghost appear here!

Before Luo Feng frowned, he heard the man in black beside him whisper: "I know you are pretending to be stupid. How could you forget the fox ghost? When you were a child, you held it every day. Before Dad passed away, he always said that your sword technique was better than me, and even much better than him. I would just return this sword to the original owner tonight. But there is one thing you have to remember."

Speaking of this, the man in black paused and turned around and looked at Luo Feng with a very serious look.

"As long as you hold this knife, I will not allow you to kill people randomly. Don't pretend to be stupid for me anymore! We all understand what kind of person you are! Otherwise, I will come to you in person and take the knife back in the future."

When Luo Feng heard this, he couldn't help looking down at the black sheathed sword hanging around his waist with a slightly complicated expression.

Unlike what it looks like more than ten years later, the fox ghost at this time is more like the glamorous look in the game.

Through the words of the man in black, Luo Feng thought of a possibility.

If Qingjing Temple is really a copy made by the game based on the Qingjing Temple's extermination incident, then does that mean that everyone he met in the temple, including the man in black, is a real person?

And the fox ghost was really the ancestral sword of the man in black?

If this is the case, how did the fox ghost fall into the antique auction in Jiahe City? If its last owner is really the monk Xinjing, is Xinjing really dead tonight?

There are new questions filled with my mind.

Luo Feng thought to himself, and after a while, he heard the man in black holding the oil lamp whisper: "It seems we have arrived?"

Luo Feng looked in the direction the man in black looked and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was a relatively wide flat land in the temple, with a lot of weeds growing between the cracks of the floor tiles, which looked quite deserted.

When Luo Feng and the others arrived, they saw that Zhishui and the abbot of Qingjing Temple were already standing on the flat ground.

What attracted Luo Feng's attention was the parrot standing on Monk Zhishui's shoulder.

This reminded him of the scene he saw at the circus residence last night, or in reality last night.

"You go over. I'll check it out here first. Of course, if you want to tell them that I'm here, I don't care."

Hearing this, Luo Feng turned his head speechlessly and looked at the man in black.

He always felt that there was a sense of arrogance in his words.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly glanced at the waist of the man in black and couldn't help but jump.

If he wasn't dazzled, it would definitely be a pistol.

No wonder when facing the fierce man in the temple, the man in black was always calm and he turned out to have had a long time to rely on.

After thinking about it, when he saw the forest guard who appeared with a dirt gun, Luo Feng gritted his teeth, grabbed the fox ghost and walked out.

If he could, of course he would rather stay in the dark. The problem is that with his plot identity, it is impossible to hide for a long time.

Sooner or later, he will be found by these people. If he is discovered in his hiding behavior, the situation may become worse.

A group of wild beasts fight, and the person who first shows weakness will undoubtedly become the target of public criticism, not to mention that Xin Jing seems to be very afraid of the people in Qingjing Temple.

He has no other better choice at the moment, Jingnu is missing for the time being. Even if Tang Qiaojue and the others come here, they can't help. It's better to show up as soon as possible, and maybe you can find some useful information. Besides, the man in black is hiding in the dark with a gun, and he actually has more confidence than others.

"I thought you were hiding and didn't dare to come, but I didn't expect to be so late."

Unexpectedly, as Luo Feng approached, the three people standing on the flat ground turned their heads and looked at it. The first person to speak was the abbot of Qingjing Temple who had no contact with him.

The old monk's words now look completely different from before. His eyes, which were originally slightly turbid, looked very sharp and cold at this time, and his words did not show the original style of a monk.

Luo Feng glanced at the butcher knife that was still stained with blood in his hand and frowned secretly.

It seems that this guy killed another person before coming.

Tang Qiaojue and the others have been hiding in the back mountain. It shouldn't be them, but Jing Er, Jing You and the two people on Zhishui? They can't be Jing Anger, right?

"These guys all like to be late..."

"You stinky pig slaughter, why are you anxious? Maybe it's the last day, so I can't dress up?"

Just as Luo Feng was hesitating about how to speak, the abbot of Qingjing Temple, who was wearing only one shirt, just raised his head and cursed, and a sound that made people couldn't help but feel goose bumps suddenly came.

A figure appeared hazy from the night sky not far away.

Until he walked into the flat area, Luo Feng couldn't help but open his eyes wide and his face was a little stiff with a helping red lantern hanging in the temple at night.

How can we describe the scene he saw?

A hunched old man was carrying a colorful woman's clothes, similar to the wide-sleeved costume on the stage. The problem was not this... The problem was that the old man not only wore a woman's clothes, but also wore a women's wig!

The black hair fell from the shoulders on both sides, and the light of the red lantern reflected on his face, but it reflected an extremely horrifying scene.

His nose is gone...

It was not the new wound, but the old wound, with a skeleton-like nose bones exposed on his face.

Luo Feng's mind was instantly remembered the mad boss of Fenglin Hotel, and then he suddenly remembered the woman he had seen in the courtyard of the abbot...

Suddenly, he understood completely.

At that time, he probably saw a woman, but the abbot of Qingjing Temple wearing wigs and women's clothes!

"What's wrong? Disciple."
Chapter completed!