Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 180 179. Sister, You Are Fat
When passing by a monk, An Le's expression became a little weird.

With his incomparably keen sense of smell, he easily smelled from that person... the scent of a man and a woman after dual cultivation.

Even after washing the body with cleansing, some subtle smells remain.

Listening carefully, An Le also vaguely heard a sound that is not easy to describe from the soundproof circles in several rooms.

In fact, if An Le's senses hadn't been deduced many times, he wouldn't have been able to detect these abnormalities.

He secretly said in his heart: "The ethos of this Qinghan branch hall is probably much more open than the outside world..."

This is actually not difficult to understand.

In such a bitterly cold place far away from the bustling city, monks hardly have many ways to kill time other than practicing, and the pursuit of happiness in fish and water is undoubtedly a cheap, convenient and win-win way.

"It's like an Antarctic scientific research station on Earth. It's not surprising that there are some chaos."

Thinking of this, An Le silently glanced at Jiang Junliang who was not far away, and had some guesses in his heart.

******
Walk in the Qinghan branch hall.

The four received the attention of many monks.

It has been a long time since the Qinghan branch hall has any new disciples from Taixu Palace, so the monks naturally feel very fresh.

An Le and Ye Ling'er's outstanding looks and temperament also made them stand out from the crowd, causing these people to secretly marvel.

"What a handsome man!"

"Hiss...how did this nun be so tall?"

It's just that some monks seemed to recognize Jiang Junliang, with a hint of surprise flashing across their faces, and at the same time they cast sympathetic gazes.

The person who originally wanted to strike up a conversation was also dismissed because of this.

Not long after, Tian Qiutong brought An Le and the others into a small hall, and said politely.

"You guys wait here for a while, and I will report when Palace Master Zhang is done."

She also poured tea for An Le herself, and reminded softly: "The waiting time may be a little long, please don't be impatient."

After finishing speaking, she twisted Tingting's curly waist and left.

After Tian Qiutong left, Ye Linger immediately looked at Jiang Junliang suspiciously: "Jiang Daoyou, you didn't work in this sub-temple before, why did their attitude towards you... be so strange?"

An Le knew that this might be Jiang Junliang's sore spot, so she didn't want to take the initiative to mention it.

But Ye Ling'er was outspoken, she said whatever she wanted, and she asked before he could stop her.

Jiang Junliang sighed: "Actually, I planned to make it clear to you guys."

"I didn't intend to hide the truth, but..."

In a few words, Anle and the others quickly got a general idea of ​​the whole situation.

It turned out that the reason why Jiang Junliang and his Taoist reconciled was not only because he had been working in the Qinghan branch hall and it was difficult for him to return home for several months, the master of the Zhang Haiyun branch also had a hand in it.

All in all, the final result was that Jiang Junliang became the biggest loser.

Without his Taoist partner and job, he can only leave this sad place in despair.

After listening, An Le said apologetically, "If I had known this, I wouldn't force you."

Jiang Junliang forced a smile and said, "Compared to this trivial matter, it is more important to pass on that information."

"only……"

He frowned slightly, with a worried expression on his face: "I'm worried that Zhang Haiyun will make things difficult for us and delay the battle."

"The Qinghan branch hall is located in Xuyuan, too far away from the main city of Taixu Palace. Although Zhang Haiyun is a disciple of Taixu Palace, he is like the lord of the same city here, with profound authority. Most monks follow his command, so... ...have always acted recklessly."

An Le nodded.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away.

In such a remote place, coupled with several years of management, Zhang Haiyun, the master of the palace, may have already turned this place into an iron bucket, and he is a veritable "Emperor of Earth."

Moreover, the magic circle in the fortress was all arranged by Zhang Haiyun, maybe... the entire branch hall is under his surveillance?
"But since they are both Taixu Palace disciples, they shouldn't be indifferent to this piece of information."

******
An Le originally thought that the "a little longer" in Tian Qiutong's mouth was only 10 minutes at most.

As a result, three hours passed, and the Palace Master Zhang still did not appear in front of them.

During the period, An Le also went to call the monks outside.

These people have a good attitude, whether it is food or tea, they will personally serve them, and they will answer some insignificant questions honestly.

But when they asked "When will Palace Master Zhang come?", they would only prevaricate with the words "The Palace Master is still busy" and "Let him know right away".

"This Zhang Dianzhu is trying to show us off."

Ye Ling'er ate the Lingmi that was delivered, her mouth was stuffed, and she said vaguely.

"However, giving him food shows that he's not too badass."

Jiang Junliang frowned, and sighed, "Friend Daoist An, I'm afraid you were implicated by me."

"I thought it was over, but I didn't expect him to be like this..."

"I really think of myself as the emperor of the land!"

An Le narrowed his eyes, his eyes were cold: "Since he won't come, then it's our duty to bring the news.

After finishing speaking, he led Ye Linger and the three out of the small hall, with spiritual power gathering in his throat, he shouted directly at the other people in the fortress.

"I have urgent information to report, the Great Tai Dynasty..."

Before An Le could finish speaking, she realized that her voice was cut off by an invisible barrier and could not be heard three meters away.

His heart gradually sank.

Clearly, they had the worst of it.

Zhang Haiyun didn't want them to tell other Taixu Palace monks this news.

'Could it be... is he a mole?traitor? '

'Or, he just doesn't trust me? '

Several possibilities flashed through An Le's mind, but no matter what, since Zhang Haiyun didn't immediately order them to be killed, it meant that he still had some scruples.

At this time, a majestic voice came from beside his ear.

"Little friend, how can you say such important information in public?"

In front of the four of them came a middle-aged man of medium build. His face was slightly plump, his temples were slightly white, and there were some fine wrinkles around his brows and eyes, which showed that he was not young when he practiced Taoism well.

His facial features are quite correct, and he can see the handsomeness of his youth.

In fact, among the immortal cultivators, there are quite a few handsome men and beautiful women. After many times of washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow and improving the realm, their appearance is usually not too ugly, but it is still very rare to be as good-looking as An Le.

Compared with Zhang Haiyun's appearance, what An Le cares more about is the robe on his body.

The whole body is bluish white, extremely spacious and gorgeous, comparable to some dresses that An Le saw in the main city of Taixu Palace, with dragon-shaped decorations, except that it is not bright yellow, but it is very similar to that worn by emperors of certain dynasties. clothing.

An Le sneered in her heart: "What a big show."

He didn't back down, and said sternly, "If it wasn't for the fact that the Palace Master didn't show up for a long time, why would I act like this?"

When Zhang Haiyun looked at An Le, he had the look of an elder educating the younger generation, with a faint dissatisfaction in his tone.

In the eyes of Nascent Soul like him, a foundation cultivator is just a character that can be manipulated at will.

Zhang Haiyun said lightly: "Little friend, when you come to my branch hall, of course you have to follow my rules."

At the same time, a substantial pressure was born out of thin air, and the air condensed into substance, as if a majestic mountain fell towards An Le, and even the ground trembled slightly.

The monks far away noticed the strangeness, and silently looked at An Le with sympathetic eyes.

'This fellow daoist is out of luck, why did he offend Master Zhang as soon as he came up? '

This pressure was only aimed at An Le alone, and Jiang Junliang and others were not affected, which is enough to show that Zhang Haiyun's mastery of spiritual power is extremely subtle and meticulous.

Zhang Haiyun acted with discretion, just wanted to teach this ignorant junior a lesson and make him look a little ugly in public.

However, the next second.

Zhang Haiyun's complexion changed slightly.

I saw An Le not far away, his body was motionless, standing on the spot like a big mountain.

The pressure exerted was like a mud cow falling into the sea, and it couldn't even change his expression.

What surprised Zhang Haiyun the most was that he actually felt a little bit of danger from the other party, as if he was being targeted by a cold poisonous snake.

Even if there is only an insignificant trace, but he is a Nascent Soul, this handsome young man is only a foundation!
'interesting. '

Zhang Haiyun glanced at An Le and the others, and when he saw Ye Ling'er, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Yuan Ying..."

He accidentally discovered that although An Le was only building a foundation, he loomed as the dominant position among the four of them: "Could it be the noble son of which family?" '

Thinking of this, Zhang Haiyun quickly restrained his breath, and said with a smile.

"I was delayed by something just now, so please don't take offense, little friend."

Seeing the change in Zhang Haiyun's attitude before and after, the other monks in the fortress were very surprised.

'What is the origin of this foundation? '

'To make Master Zhang smile at each other? '

The monks who knew Zhang Haiyun knew that he was always jealous of men who were better looking than him, which made the current situation even more strange.

******
Behind Zhang Haiyun, there are five female cultivators who follow closely, all of whom are of excellent appearance.

One of the women dodged her eyes, as if she didn't want to meet An Le and the others.

But Jiang Junliang didn't even look at her, his face was cold, as if he was a stranger.

"Ah, isn't this Jiang Daoyou?"

Zhang Haiyun smiled: "Long time no see, how are you doing?"

"I miss you so much! Xiaoman, don't you think so?"

The one whose name was called was the female cultivator whose eyes were dodging, she could only nod in embarrassment: "Yes."

Jiang Junliang still didn't change his face, but said solemnly: "Master Zhang, the Great Tai Dynasty has sent a group of monks to sneak into the Xuyuan secretly, trying to use this place as a pedal to penetrate into the main city of Taixu."

"I would also like to ask Master Zhang to pass this news to the masters of other branch halls as soon as possible. This is a big matter. I hope that Master Zhang will not delay due to personal grievances."

Hearing this, Zhang Haiyun frowned: "Is there such a thing?"

He was silent for a moment, as if in deep thought.

An Le originally thought that Zhang Haiyun would change his attitude, but he didn't expect his next sentence to be——

"So, where's the evidence?"

Zhang Haiyun stared at Jiang Junliang with deep eyes, and said lightly: "Your words are groundless, fellow Daoist Jiang doesn't think that such empty words can convince me, right?"

Jiang Junliang's face darkened: "The monks of the Taitai God Dynasty blew up their golden cores before they died, and there were no bones left. I have no evidence."

Hearing this, Zhang Haiyun sighed.

"Jiang Daoyou, I can understand your desire to take revenge on me, but the matter has already passed, so there is no need to come up with such clumsy lies, right?"

At this time, Ye Ling'er suddenly showed the aura of Nascent Soul, full of oppression, and the powerful aura made everyone look sideways.

Zhang Haiyun couldn't help but cast a look of astonishment.

Ye Ling'er said in a deep voice: "I am the second disciple under Elder Gu Shanshan's seat. I can guarantee my life. Fellow Daoist Jiang is absolutely right!"

"Elder Gu..."

Zhang Haiyun changed color slightly, but soon returned to normal, and said seriously: "I see."

"It's just that, as Daoyou Jiang said, this is a big matter. Even I can't jump to conclusions. I need to verify it myself before I can pass the news on."

"Otherwise, I can't bear the crime with my small body."

Ye Linger frowned and wanted to speak, but thinking about what Zhang Haiyun said made sense, she could only keep her mouth shut.

"However, in order to avoid disturbing people's hearts, please do not spread this news to others for the time being."

Zhang Haiyun said gently: "You must be quite tired from the journey, I have prepared a dust-cleaning feast for you..."

******
After that, Zhang Haiyun showed great kindness.

Not only did they prepare a sumptuous and delicious banquet, but they also ordered the four of them to enjoy the artificial hot spring opened in the fortress. Finally, they arranged a place to rest and invited them to stay in the Qinghan branch hall for a while.

Not to mention Ye Linger, even An Le couldn't find fault with this series of arrangements.

Before the break, the four of them met again in Anle's room.

After setting up the sound-proof circle, Cheng Yuemei spoke first: "I see, Master Zhang...doesn't seem like a bad person either?"

At the banquet just now, Ye Linger ate very happily, now she rubbed her belly and said, "It's really good to be willing to give something delicious."

But she changed the subject and said seriously: "But I feel...he is definitely not a good guy!"

"The way he looks at me is also weird..."

An Le glanced at Ye Ling'er in surprise. He thought that the senior sister was dazed by Zhang Haiyun's food offensive, but unexpectedly she was sober.

Thinking about it carefully, although Second Senior Sister is straightforward, she is never stupid. She also has a unique mysterious intuition that can judge the malice and good intentions of others.

Ye Linger's judgment matched An Le's thoughts.

In the communication just now, Zhang Haiyun always gave him a very uncomfortable feeling.

He suspected that the other party would not pass on the news at all.

"By the way, senior sister, are you not getting fat anymore?"

An Le sized Ye Linger up and asked unexpectedly.

After this night's banquet, Ye Ling'er, who ate an untold amount of animal meat and spiritual fruits, became plump again, and her lines began to plump.

"Eh? Is there any?"

Ye Linger pinched the flesh around her waist, and said pleasantly, "Really!"

"Is my meat finally coming back!"

"No, I have to work harder at night and eat more."

If an ordinary woman heard the news, she would probably feel that the world was falling apart, and only Ye Linger would react in this way.

The weight gain, for her, also represents the recovery of strength.

(End of this chapter)