The Little Monk's Path to Physical Transcendence

"This is...?" Dugu Yihe didn't even bother to say hello first, but first asked what was going on.

This kind of social occasion is of course Lu Xiaofeng's home field, and he quickly walked forward a few times to give a junior salute: "These are probably the sons of old friends of seniors, but we didn't entertain them well!"

Of course he did it on purpose.

Dugu Yihe and Sixiu, who was already standing behind him, looked serious, and the four girls' hands were already on the hilt of their swords!

Lu Xiaofeng's expression didn't change, he was still smiling.

"I don't know how many of you there are," Dugu Yihe looked around, shaking the copper-yellow ancient broad sword around his waist, "What's the purpose of coming here this time?"

"You are a senior, what can we mean?" Lu Xiaofeng stroked the mustache that had turned into nothingness with his fingers, "I just don't know, should we call you Dugu head, or—"

"Master Ping?"

Dugu Yihe's pupils suddenly tightened.

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A large mahogany Taishi chair was placed in the center of the lobby, facing the door, and a row of four pear wood chairs were placed on each side. In the open space in the center of the lobby, there were several people tied into rice dumplings.

The little monk didn't sit down, and the people in the middle were all under his control. How could the little monk be absent at such an important moment?

Dugu Yihe sat on the grand teacher's chair in the middle, his mood fluctuated.

The rag stuffed in Shangguan Feiyan's mouth was finally taken out, but she clenched her teeth tightly and did not intend to speak.

Lu Xiaofeng sat on both sides peacefully and did not intend to intervene.

No one can escape the straight-line logic of the little monk, and it won't be too late for them to take action when such a person really appears.

As for Ximen Chuuxue, he was basically a mascot.As long as he sits here, it is a deterrent to others.

Seeing that Shangguan Feiyan didn't speak, the little monk could only repeat Shangguan Xue'er's words to himself, and then said seriously: "The thing is like this, if you have any different ideas, you can say it now."

Dugu Yihe ignored the little monk's rude words, staring at Shangguan Feiyan, the wrinkles on his face were almost ignited with anger.

"Nonsense!" Dugu Yihe's chest rose and fell violently, and he forcibly suppressed it back.

The little monk was not afraid at all, and said seriously: "Very well, it seems that you have a different point of view! Next, please state your point of view."

He seems to regard himself as the master of the blue sky who decides the case, and performs his duties meticulously.

From Dugu Yihe's point of view, it is completely opposite to what Shangguan said!

Dugu Yihe straightened his back, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I am indeed Ping Duhe! The little prince did indeed give us a fortune! But the rest is completely nonsense!"

"Yeah, go ahead!" The little monk took out a small notebook out of nowhere, holding a special brush in his hand to paint and draw.

"Fifty years ago, the Jinpeng Dynasty collapsed. We fled here and made an appointment with the little prince, but the little prince didn't come. The little prince didn't care about childbirth, he was only interested in pleasure, and completely forgot about the restoration of the country!" Dugu Yihe He said sadly, "I have nothing to do, so I have to take the principal and change my name and surname to go out and do business."

Lu Xiaofeng listened quietly, pretending to be in deep thought.

The little monk nodded and sighed repeatedly, and his pen was sloppy, not knowing what he wrote.

"In the beginning, I did rely on the capital of the Jinpeng Dynasty to start a business, but this money can only be used to restore the country. If the little prince runs out of the wealth he inherited, I will never give him a penny!" Dugu Yihe He didn't look at the little monk, but stared straight at Lu Xiaofeng, "So, do you think I'm wrong?"

"Hmm..." The little monk bit his nib in worry.

From the heart of the monks, it is naturally right for them to do so.From a moral point of view, decades have passed, and Dugu Yihe is still thinking about the restoration of the country, and there is nothing wrong with preserving the treasures needed for the restoration of the country.

So the one who was wrong was of course the little prince who shirked his responsibility.

After the little monk clarified the causal relationship, he felt very comfortable, but he still asked Shangguan Feiyan with a fair attitude: "Do you admit what he said? What else do you want to say?"

Shangguan Feiyan didn't speak, but Dugu Yihe sneered: "I'm just wondering, the little prince has been hiding from us for so many years, but now he finds Mr. Lu to pay for his debt! Over the years, there have been people pretending to be the little prince." People came to the door, these people... hum."

The words are not clear, but the meaning is clear and plain, Dugu Yihe has been guarding these treasures all these years, maybe someone with knowledge got greedy and pretended to be a little prince to defraud this treasure.If you have been deceived a lot, you will naturally not trust him, even if Lu Xiaofeng is present.

"...What he said is true." Shangguan Feiyan's thoughts changed sharply. Now that she is in the hands of this stinky monk, not to mention that her movements are restricted, she can't even speak.So the most urgent task now is to get out of the hands of the little monk.

She has always been sensible.

Even if all previous efforts are in vain, as long as she is still alive, she will always think of a way to turn things around.She still has Huo Tianqing, Huo Xiu, and countless men who are willing to die for her!

As long as she can escape!

"So you are also here to cheat money?" The little monk was very interested.

The disguise on Shangguan Feiyan's face has been removed, and she has been tortured for the past few days, and her face is pitifully pale.She was still tied with a thick hemp rope, and her tears rolled down like pearls.

She didn't have to say any more.

The tears of a beautiful woman are the best weapon, but such a weapon cannot be used frequently.

Nor can it be used for wooden stakes.

But unfortunately, although the few people present were not wooden piles, they were not considered romantic vagabonds either.Even Lu Xiaofeng doesn't feel pity for all women.

Her previous method was not a poor little girl at all.If it didn't happen that both Huamanlou and the little monk had some skills, then Lu Xiaofeng would probably collect their corpses when he came back!

If she guessed correctly, Shangguan Danfeng had already been murdered by her.

How could he feel pity for such a woman who may have had several innocent lives on her hands?

But how to deal with Shangguan Feiyan has become a new problem.

She has a little martial arts, not high but not low.She is beautiful and can easily seduce every man she wants to seduce. She is also very good at lying, and the lies she tells are difficult for even Hua Manlou to see through.

One of these three points would be a headache, not to mention that Shangguan Feiyan happens to be a beautiful woman who is good at lying and martial arts.

Lu Xiaofeng was very worried.

The little monk just wants to join in the fun, he can't handle such things; Huamanlou... Huamanlou has nothing to do with such things at all, Ximen Chuuxue can kill people, but asking him to find a way is just a dream.

What's more, in addition to Shangguan Feiyan, there are three men who are also famous and have martial arts, and these three men have some entanglements with Shangguan Feiyan.

The little monk finally finished drawing in the notebook, and when he looked up and saw Lu Xiaofeng's frowning face, he was startled: "What's the matter with you?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the little monk, and said with a wry smile: "You have had a good time, but you left me with a big trouble!"

"?" After listening to Lu Xiaofeng's troubles, the little monk looked at Lu Xiaofeng in surprise, like watching a rabbit bump into a tree by itself.

The little monk took it for granted: "Isn't this simple? Shangguan Feiyan came to deceive the head of Dugu. This is a matter between the two of them. What does it have to do with us?"

Lu Xiaofeng's hand paused slightly.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at Lu Xiaofeng who was stunned, the corners of his mouth seemed to curve slightly, but it seemed to be a hallucination.

Listening to the young monk's righteous words, Hua Manlou couldn't help but wondered if he had taught something wrong.

It has to be said that the little monk's logic is always unpredictable, but he will never suffer, just like a beast acting on instinct.

But thinking about the growing environment of the little monk, it seems reasonable again.

The matter was finally resolved—at least the obvious things had been resolved, it was nothing more than Shangguan Feiyan being sanctioned for cheating, but there were still countless mysteries hidden underneath.

Lu Xiaofeng was already fascinated by this mystery, he couldn't help but think about what happened in the past few decades, and why so many people got caught up in it.

But Ximen Chuuxue didn't care about any mystery at all, he only came here for one purpose.

"I use the sword, and you use the sword." Ximen Chuixue slowly pulled out the long sword with the black scabbard behind his back, his face like white jade glowed.

"We should compete."

The little monk's eyes lit up.