The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

As soon as the words fell, the man in white had already arrived at the place of fighting, and a golden light in his hand flew towards the space between the two of them.

As soon as the blue and white figures saw the golden glow, they immediately dispersed.

It was also at this time that Zhan Ming finally saw the appearance of those two people clearly.

Liu Yun's face is gloomy. Although she is middle-aged, she is indeed handsome and extraordinary, but with a hint of femininity, which makes her look a little uncomfortable, while Bai Yuening's appearance is ordinary. She is dressed in white and has a straight face. , looks very serious.

"Father!" Bai Yuening looked at the man in white with some displeasure; "What are you doing?"

The man in white also restrained the golden glow at this time, and Zhan Ming squinted his eyes slightly as he stood at the bottom, it was a golden flying knife.

"What are you messing around with Ah Yun again!" The man in white looked at Bai Yuening with a dark face, but glanced at Liu Yun from the corner of his eyes, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Fu Zizheng watched this scene, and whispered in Zhanming's ear: "This senior is probably the Patriarch of the Bai family, Bai Yuening's father Bai Wei."

"Bai Wei?" Zhan Ming's expression changed. This person appeared in the original book before, but in the original book, this person is just a small cannon fodder, because he tried to entrap the male lead, but was finally seen through by the male lead, and he was left in a daze. result.

Zhan Ming couldn't help squinting his eyes. After so long, he finally met another character in the book.

At the time when Zhan Ming was thinking, the people on the roof had long since disappeared, and the people around were chattering, as if a pot had exploded.

The death of the illegitimate son of the city lord is a big scandal no matter where it is.

"Master Zhanming, let's go!" Fu Zizheng frowned and pulled Zhanming's sleeve, walking towards the inn.

Zhan Ming followed, he was very clear now that the monks in this fairy city were in a very bad situation at this time.

Zhan Ming and Fu Zizheng returned to the inn, tidied up a bit, Fu Zizheng pulled Zhan Ming to leave, but just as the two of them walked to the counter, they found a group of monks in green clothes rushing in. Duan Su.

"It's the law enforcement team in the city." Fu Zizheng couldn't help tightening his grip on Zhan Ming's arm.

In the next moment, those people shouted sharply: "The city lord has an order! From today on, everyone is not allowed to leave Bowang City! Until the murderer who killed Mr. Lu is found!"

The man said these words with a cold face, and then stood there with a burning expression, looking at the panic-stricken monks in the hall.

Zhan Ming frowned, unexpectedly being so domineering.

"Don't say anything." Fu Zizheng suddenly used his spiritual sense to transmit the sound: "These law enforcement teams are all monks above the level of the gods recruited by the Liu family from all over the world. Don't act rashly!"

Transformation cultivator!

Zhan Ming's eyes widened. How precious is a cultivator who transforms himself into a god, and the Liu family actually recruited them to be used as a law enforcement team.

"This is the highest-level law enforcement team. It is only used to deter people on weekdays. I have never seen them dispatched." Fu Zizheng's tone was very heavy.

Zhan Ming frowned slightly, it seemed that this time things were really troublesome.

"very good!"

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to move anymore, the man sneered with great satisfaction and said: "These days, you'd better be honest and don't let me do it."

The arrogant words of this person made everyone around look ugly, but no one dared to resist.

When those people finally left, Fu Zizheng went upstairs with Zhanming with a dark face.

"It's unbelievable that Lu Yuanzhi passed away so suddenly." Zhan Ming sat at the table with his brows frowned, his expression heavy.

Fu Zizheng sneered: "Lu Yuanzhi acts in a high-profile manner, so naturally there are many people who hate him, not to mention Bai Yuening, who hates him deeply and regards him as a thorn in his side. I am surprised that he can live until now."

Zhan Ming was a little surprised by Fu Zizheng's words, and couldn't help but glance at him. He always felt that there was a kind of imperceptible indifference in the male protagonist's tone, which was somewhat different from the male protagonist described in the original book.

Sensing Zhan Ming's probing gaze, Fu Zizheng's body stiffened involuntarily. He didn't dare to look him in the eye anymore, so he could only lower his head slightly, not daring to speak any more.

Zhan Ming's feeling was just a flash, and then his mood returned to calm, and he said softly: "I don't know how long this matter will last."

Fu Zizheng lowered his head and said in a low voice, "It depends on how quickly the Liu family handles this matter."

The Liu family has always acted arrogantly because of Duan's backing. This time, for this kind of thing, they trapped a city of monks. Even if most of the monks are low-level monks, those who can do this kind of thing are really rare.

Zhan Ming didn't want to cause any more trouble at this time, and Liu's influence in Bowang City was not small, so Zhan Ming decided to calm down and wait for a while before seeing the effect.

It's just that Mrs. Liu didn't seem to have any effective speculations or solutions for this matter. There has been a lot of turmoil in the city these days, but it has been many days, but no news has come out.

Zhan Ming was very anxious. He really wanted to find the foothold of Zhaohui Temple in Zhonglu, and then get in touch with the temple as soon as possible. He originally thought that the matter would be over quickly, but he didn't expect it to take so long.

This day Zhan Ming just came back from the outside, but found a pusher blocking his room on the third floor, Zhan Ming was startled, and hurried towards the room.

As soon as Zhan Ming walked to the door of the room, he found a few people in Tsing Yi sitting in the room, dressed exactly like the people who came to the inn to show off their power that day.

"Fu Tanyue!" Zhan Ming walked out of the crowd and walked towards Fu Zizheng who was sitting in the middle, with a slightly anxious expression.

What are these people doing here?Could it be that Fu Zizheng did something?He shouldn't forget that the hero has a troublesome physique, no matter where he goes or whatever, he will always have something to do with him.

"Master Zhanming." Fu Zizheng stood up from the chair: "It's nothing, these fellow Taoists are from the City Lord's Mansion, and they want to find you."

find him?

Zhan Ming couldn't help but widen his eyes, he came to look for him!

"I..." Zhan Ming looked at these people with some confusion: "Is there anything wrong with the little monk?"

"Master Zhanming misunderstood." The leader of the group of people in Tsing Yi stood up with a smile: "We are here to invite you to the city lord's mansion under the order of the city lord. The city lord knows that you are an eminent monk from Chaohui Temple. Ri really neglected you."

Zhan Ming frowned slightly, thinking of the registration he had made at the City Lord's Mansion a few days ago, he knew it clearly.

"The city lord is really too polite." Zhan Ming smiled politely: "The little monk is just passing by and wandering, there is no need to be like this."

The man in Tsing Yi looked at Zhan Ming and frowned slightly, took a few steps forward, and said in a low voice: "Master Zhan Ming, let's go with us, the city lord has something to ask!" Still high above.

Zhan Ming pursed his lips and looked straight at the man with a serious expression.

The man looked at Zhan Ming, slightly startled in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously, and curled his mouth in contempt.

"Master Zhanming, I hope you know that this is in Zhonglu, not in Donghai. The style of Zhaohui Temple is not applicable here. I advise you to be more sensible and don't do anything stupid!" Zhan Ming whispered in his ear.

A look of coldness suddenly appeared in Zhan Ming's eyes. He was always kind, but he never thought that there would be people in this world who would regard his kindness as weakness.

"Your envoy, please go back. If the city lord wants to see me, just come. I don't like to be restrained, so I won't bother you at the mansion. If the envoy is dissatisfied, just say hello. Although the little monk is new to the world of mortals, he is not an ignorant child, so you can put aside that trick." Zhan Ming turned and entered the room, without looking at the man in Tsing Yi, his tone was cold.

The man was frightened by Zhan Ming's bold words. He has been rampant in Bowang City for so many years, and he never thought that someone would be so unruly!

"You!" That person blushed with anger, and wanted to step forward to teach Zhan Ming a lesson. Seeing this, Fu Zizheng immediately went up to him, trying to block him, but at this moment a deep voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Don't be rude!"