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The man was wearing a blue robe, and there were two or three patches sewn on the robe, but this did not affect the stable and attractive temperament of the man.

He has a very handsome appearance, with sharp eyebrows, a straight nose, healthy bronze skin, deep facial contours, and a light gray headband on his hair.

The back is straight and the body is tall.

This is a man who is quite superior in appearance.

In fact, his identity is also very good, he is the leader of the leading gang, Nangong Ling, who has just taken office.

As for his real identity, in today's world, besides him, there is only one person who knows, and this person is his elder brother, Wu Hua, the wonderful Shaolin monk praised by the world.

"Master Wuhua, here are the books you want." Nangong Ling suppressed the joy of seeing Wuhua in her heart, and handed a few books in her hand to the monk in white as an ordinary friend.

"Thank you very much." Fu Zhenhong thanked, took the book, lowered her eyes slightly, and gently stroked the cover of the book with her hand, "Thank you for helping me." His tone was gentle, and his light and clear voice was like a mountain The clear spring flowing in it.

The members of the beggar gang in the corner are no strangers to this, they know that the gang leader and Master Wuhua are friends, and this is something that makes them feel proud.

There is no other reason, Master Wuhua is a celebrity in Buddhism, even Huamanlou, the seventh son of the Hua family in the south of the Yangtze River, is not as quiet as Wuhua.

Wuhua is not only proficient in poetry, ci, calligraphy, and painting, but also has exquisite tea ceremony, kendo and cooking skills. Those famous families in the world are proud to have Master Wuhua as a guest.

And the Miao Monk, who was missed by countless people, was friends with their leader. How could this not make them feel happy, as if their faces had been smeared.

They know that Master Wuhua likes to read books very much, especially some books about witty tales that can only be found in the folk, and their beggar gang is the largest gang in the world, with bases in various places, and they want to get these books and picture books , can be said to be very simple.

"You don't need to say thank you." Nangong Ling smiled slightly, and the sense of unobtrusive prestige brought by the sharp-edged facial features quietly dissipated a lot.He stared straight at the white-clothed monk in front of him, and there was a very strong yearning and admiration in the depths of his pupils.

Fortunately, the narrow alleys of this old alley were dimly lit, and the attention of the others was on Fu Zhenhong, so they didn't notice the extremely fiery and obedient eyes of their leader.

Feeling this scorching gaze, Fu Zhenhong paused slightly with the hand touching the book, blinked her eyelashes, and looked at his own brother in this world, a warning cold light flashed in his eyes.

This coldness can be almost fleeting, so fast that people have no time to catch it. As the person concerned, Nangong Ling suddenly regained his senses, and restrained all the emotions deep in his eyes with a guilty conscience.

He knew that he had lost his composure just now, there were so many people, he couldn't show any flaws, and he shouldn't show emotions that didn't fit their current relationship.If there were no one around at this time, his elder brother Wu Hua would probably call him an idiot with those pretty lips.

Only he, Nan Gongling, knows best that the wonderful Shaolin monk who is praised by the world is actually not at all beautiful.He has a beautiful face like a fairy, but his inner strength is as hard as a devil, full of conspiracy and calculations, he is the person most like their mother Shi Guanyin.

He will use the most beautiful lips to utter the most vicious words that touch people's hearts. He is not spotless and elegant. He is an extremely dangerous demon flower, evil like an abyss, a combination of beauty and sin. exist.

No one knows this side of Wuhua.

He is the only one who clearly knows all aspects of Wuhua.

He is the only one who will unconditionally trust Wuhua and his elder brother no matter what the situation is, even if he sacrifices his life.

Their father is Tianfeng Shishilang, a swordsman. His father's ambition is to dominate the martial arts world, and his elder brother has been working hard to realize his father's ambition over the years.But in fact, Nangong Ling is very clear that his contributions are not because of his father, but because of his brother.The elder brother wanted to help his father dominate the martial arts world, and wanted to be in a high position, but he wanted to make his elder brother happy.

Thinking of this, Nangong Ling couldn't help but take a few more glances at the white-clothed monk in front of him.In fact, he really wanted to talk to his brother alone, but it was not the time yet, so he could only convey the intelligence and information he had found these days to his brother through books.

If he wanted to stay by his brother's side for a long time in the future, he had to be a valuable person.

Although Nangong Ling didn't speak, it was actually not difficult for Fu Zhenhong to guess what he was thinking. He knew this brother very well, whether it was from the text in the original book or from his own perception.

After getting the booklet, it was getting late, Fu Zhenhong didn't plan to stay here any longer, so she said goodbye, then turned and left.

After leaving this old alley, it was almost ugly time.

The streets that were so bustling during the day were empty at the moment.

Fu Zhenhong walked all the way forward, not long after, a black shadow suddenly flashed above, Fu Zhenhong didn't stop, and continued walking, not intending to pay attention to it.

However, Fu Zhenhong ignored it intentionally, but the other party obviously didn't want to let it go.

After realizing that the black shadow was rapidly approaching behind her, Fu Zhenhong raised her hand, turned her wrist, and immediately used her internal force to throw a brown ball in the direction of the black shadow. prayer beads.

"Oops!" The black shadow was hit in the chest by the Buddhist beads thrown by Fu Zhenhong, and he yelled softly, but there was some deliberate exaggeration in his tone.

Fu Zhenhong turned around and watched the black shadow flying down from the roof. Like Nangong Ling, this person was dressed in green clothes, but compared to Nangong Ling's clothes with a few patches, This person's clothes are very neat and clean, and the cloth is also made of top-grade silk and satin.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids, and her eyes fell on the face of the visitor.

He has a masculine and handsome face, thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, a pair of very bright eyes, black and white pupils flashing a kind of shrewdness and wit, and the most distinctive feature is the very neatly trimmed mustache.

Fu Zhenhong knew the identity of this man just by meeting him. There was no other reason, the other's inconspicuous moustache was so recognizable.Lu Xiaofeng is the only man in the Jianghu who is called four eyebrows.

However, even though she already knew the identity of the other party, Fu Zhenhong did not take the initiative to speak out, but looked at this man with the gaze of a stranger.

And when Fu Zhenhong was looking at Lu Xiaofeng, the other party was also looking at Fu Zhenhong.

Under the faint moonlight, the plain clothes of the white-clothed monk looked like a piece of ancient jade that was not stained with any filth. With his clear and beautiful face and that calm and elegant temperament, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a fairy in the sky.

Lu Xiaofeng subconsciously compared this white-clothed monk with his friend who also likes to wear white clothes, and found that his friend is more of a kind of warmth, like a gentle wind, and this is what everyone calls the seven wonderful monks. Without flowers, it is a kind of tranquility, like water without waves.

Lu Xiaofeng thought so, covering his numb chest with one hand, and holding the dark brown Buddhist bead that hit him with the other hand, "Master Wuhua, if someone else greets you like this, I'm afraid It will be too much."

Fu Zhenhong said unhurriedly: "If I were someone else, I wouldn't suddenly attack from behind."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng didn't feel at all guilty of attacking first, instead he said with a smile: "I'm just curious."

"curious?"

"Yeah, I'm curious, I'm curious about what kind of appearance Master Wuhua, who is praised by everyone in the world, looks like." Lu Xiaofeng walked towards the white-clothed monk while talking: "Master Wuhua, Haihan, certainly doesn't care about the offense just now. "

"How do you know I'm flowerless?"

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and said, "May I ask, is there any Buddhist disciple in white robes in this world who can have such an extraordinary demeanor like you." His words are full of frankness and magnanimity, and he is not stingy at all in expressing Praise from your heart.

"That's ridiculous." Fu Zhenhong asked him, "Who is your Excellency?"

"I'm coming to Lu Xiaofeng." Lu Xiaofeng replied, and after she finished speaking, she had already arrived in front of Fu Zhenhong.

"I know you." Fu Zhenhong looked at the person standing in front of her with a calm expression, and her tone was calm and gentle: "A few days ago, several strange cases in Jianghu were solved."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng laughed heartily. He blinked his eyelashes lightly at Fu Zhenhong's eyes, and said humorously: "It seems that I can be known by Master Wuhua. Little famous."

Fu Zhenhong said: "So your Excellency wandering around the roof late at night is to investigate the case?"

Lu Xiaofeng coughed, "You can say that." This answer was undoubtedly somewhat ambiguous.

Fu Zhenhong remained silent and just looked at him like that.

Lu Xiaofeng was quietly stared at by such a pair of quiet eyes like glass, and it was the first time that he, who had always been shameless, felt an inexplicable pressure.

It's as if he is a heinous villain if he can't tell the truth to the person in front of him.

This feeling is really subtle.

Lu Xiaofeng pursed his lips, and after thinking for a few seconds, he finally said, "I'm investigating a disappearance case. The suspect may be someone who haunts the neighborhood."

"Is it a case of disappearance..." Fu Zhenhong asked, "Is it a missing person or something?"

Lu Xiaofeng replied: "It's a thing." He paused for a moment before continuing: "It's something that may be worthless in the eyes of some people, but priceless in the eyes of others."

When Fu Zhenhong heard this, she quickly thought about it.

The world he is in now is the world after the fusion of the two original novels. In the original plot, Chu Liuxiang is the character before Lu Xiaofeng.But now, in order to allow the two worlds to be selected together, the space-time administration has made adjustments in space.

Lu Xiaofeng is very adventurous and is known for being nosy, when encountering some strange things or unsolved cases, he always wants to explore them.

The other party was investigating the disappearance case, and the missing thing was another thing. Hearing his description, Fu Zhenhong thought of Tianyi Shenshui in Shenshui Palace.

However, the disappearance of Tianyi Shenshui was not only believed by other people in the Jianghu, but even the people in Shenshui Palace believed that Chu Liuxiang was responsible.If Lu Xiaofeng said it was Tianyi Shenshui, it seemed a bit inconsistent.