Rebirth for the good

More often, he tried his best to restrain the excitement in his heart, and asked unhurriedly: "What are the names of the people you are looking for?"

"I don't know about that," Dao Hui said with surprise on his face, "What? The benefactor knows again?"

Lu Shangming saw that Daohui had no plans, so he didn't want to find any more excuses. He shook his head and said, "I'm also looking for someone named Nangong."

"I just said it," Dao Hui was so happy that he didn't even eat the noodles that were just served, "The acquaintance between the little monk and the benefactor is the fate arranged by the Buddha. We have the same goal, so why not go together together."

These words hit Lu Shangming's heart, but his tone was still lukewarm, "That's good, you and I can have someone to take care of me on the way." He looked at Daohui's thick eyebrows and big eyes, no matter how he looked, he didn't look like a poor monk, suddenly Thinking of a possibility, he hurriedly asked: "What was the common name of the little master before he became a monk?"

Daohui was eating the noodles, but didn't notice anything wrong with Lu Shangming's face: "My little monk, I grew up in Shaolin Temple since I was a child, and I don't have any common names."

Lu Shangming was ecstatic when he heard the words. No wonder his pain disappeared as soon as the monk recited the scriptures. According to the development of the matter, he should be the descendant of the Nangong family who stayed in Shaolin Temple. That is to say, Daohui is very likely to be Nangong Yu .

"Let's go quickly." Lu Shangming pulled Daohui to go out, he was anxious to confirm his thoughts, "Tell me, where is Nangong's house?"

Daohui, on the other hand, was stunned at the same spot, and after waiting for a long time, said: "Young monk, I forgot."

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Lu Shangming suddenly had the idea of ​​killing people. If his former subordinates had been so perfunctory and teased him, he would have killed him on the spot. But this time, the opponent is probably Nangong Yu, the guarantee of his survival.

"Tell me, why did you forget?" He could only forcefully retract the palm he raised, letting the zhenqi that could not be vented churn in the sea of ​​qi.

Daohui knew she was wronged, and quickly apologized: "I'm really sorry, the monk left too quickly, and I forgot for a while, but the monk remembered that the place the master said is in the south of the Yangtze River."

Lu Shangming let out a long sigh of relief before he calmed down, "That's why you came to Suzhou?"

Daohui nodded as if smashing garlic: "The little monk is planning to start searching from here. If you go all the way south, there will be news of the Nangong family."

"Then don't delay." Lu Shangming was about to go out the door, but he heard Dao Hui shouting from behind: "I haven't finished eating the noodles yet."

"Didn't you say that Master's order must not be wrong?" Lu Shangming looked sullen, obviously a little angry.

Daohui put down the money in a hurry, and chased after him, "What the almsgiver taught me is that the little monk almost missed a major event and committed a crime." He said, and bowed to the north.

Lu Shangming looked funny, but suddenly felt a sigh in his heart. When he was the leader, although he was worshiped and flattered by countless followers, now think about it, how many of those people are as sincere as Daohui Yes, it's only because I didn't notice it at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen into the current field.

Seeing Lu Shangming's frowning and worried look, Daohui couldn't help blaming himself for not having a long memory and delaying the other party's important event, and said sorry several times in a row, and comforted him: "Don't worry, little monk, think about it carefully. Maybe I will remember."

"Well, from now on, don't leave me half a step, otherwise, I will never forgive you." Lu Shangming took the opportunity to tie this stupid monk who was suspected to be Nangong Yu by his side.

Daohui smiled and said, "That's natural. The little monk and the benefactor are so predestined, so they should go the same way through wind and rain."

"Don't talk about predestined relationship," Lu Shangming said impatiently, "Listening to it makes me sick."

His words were very unpleasant, but Dao Hui was not angry, and still had a smile on his face, "Where is the benefactor planning to go now?"

Lu Shangming was still a little scared just now. If Daohui was scared away by his words, he would never put down his face to ask her back, but he didn't expect that this person didn't care at all, so he couldn't help but speak softly at this moment, "I plan to Go to the place where martial arts people gather and ask."

Daohui slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "The benefactor is really smart, why didn't this little monk think of it."

"This is your first time going down the mountain." Lu Shangming was used to seeing those shrewd and scheming veterans in the sect, so it was a bit novel to meet a stupid monk this time.

Daohui nodded, only to see Lu Shangming smiled lightly, and said again: "You follow me, no one can bully you."

"Then I would like to thank the benefactor." Daohui bowed.

Lu Shangming thought to himself that it was good that he took in a follower just after he stepped into the rivers and lakes. He walked ahead, and suddenly saw a tea room not far away, and there were a few rough men holding weapons sitting in it.

He walked up quickly, picked a clean table and sat down, and shouted to Xiao Er in a loud voice, "Xiao Er, make a pot of tea."

Xiao Er said hello, and came with a teapot, and was about to pour tea for the two guests, but suddenly the man dressed as a scholar grabbed his arm, and the tea in his hand spilled on the ground, "Guest officer, what are you doing?" What are you doing?"

"I asked you something, but I must tell you the truth." Lu Shangming slightly increased the strength on his wrist. Since he suffered from doing evil before, he has become a lot more careful.

"It's what you say, it's what you say." Xiaoer agreed repeatedly, only to see the other party let go of his hand.

Only then did Lu Shangming ask: "Do you often have people from the Jianghu here?"

Xiao Er nodded repeatedly.

"Then have you ever heard of the Nangong family?" Lu Shangming asked Xiaoer superficially, but he paid attention to all the martial arts people sitting in the teahouse from the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, when the bearded man in the corner behind them heard the name of Nangong's family, he stopped holding the teacup for a moment, but quickly recovered and drank the tea in one gulp.

Although Xiao Er didn't think of anyone mentioning the word Nangong, Lu Shangming had already seen everything in his eyes, thinking that there must be something strange about that bearded man, so he stopped making things difficult for Xiao Er, and took a sip from his teacup .

"Bah!" He spit out the tea in his mouth on the ground and cursed: "What year is this tea, it's so bitter."

Daohui hurriedly poured a cup and drank it carefully, frowned and said, "I think it's okay, don't the teas all taste the same?"

"It's a joke, there is a world of difference between good and bad tea." Lu Shangming stood up and left. "Low-grade tea like this would dirty the pig's mouth if fed to pigs."

Daohui quickly put down a copper coin, and followed Lu Shangming out of the teahouse. He had just walked not far away when he suddenly stopped and turned around as if he was watching something quietly, and he was looking in the direction of the teahouse just now .

"What are you looking at?" Daohui asked strangely.

"You will follow me in a while, please don't make a sound." Lu Shangming stared at the big bearded man closely.

The man drank several large bowls of tea in a row, then dropped the money for tea, picked up the weapon on the case, and hurried out of the teahouse.

Daohui couldn't help but said, "This person must be weird."

Lu Shangming followed in the direction where the bearded man left: "You're really smart this time. When I mentioned the Nangong family just now, there was something wrong with this man. He must know something." He didn't bother to explain to the donkey head at first, But I didn't expect that this person still has some wisdom roots, "Your martial arts foundation is too poor, so be careful to be discovered."

Daohui had never had such an interesting experience, and she followed Lu Shangming closely without daring to take a breath, almost sticking to the other's back.

The two stopped and walked, but fortunately they were not noticed by the bearded man, and they turned a corner, and suddenly it was a bluestone avenue paved with cobblestones in the middle, which could accommodate four or five carriages passing by at the same time, with flags on both sides Flying, looking up along the flagpole, a lifelike goshawk is embroidered on the red flag, using double-sided embroidery stitches.

The big bearded man looked behind him, he could see everything on the broad avenue, and saw no one was following him, so he knocked lightly on a vermilion lacquer gate, and after a while, a person popped out from inside and welcomed him in. .

"Which gust of wind blows Zhenguandong to you, welcome." In the lobby, a man in his 50s cupped his hands to the bearded man. He was well dressed, and looking at the respectful appearance of the servants, he should be the master of this place.

It turned out that this big bearded man had a well-known nickname "Zhen Guandong". It seemed that he had some friendship with this master, so he immediately returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu, how is your health?"

Mr. Liu's face was full of red, and he beckoned the other party to sit down: "Okay, okay, very good."

Zhen Guandong cupped his hands again: "I just returned to Suzhou this time, and saw a strange thing, so I came to see you empty-handed and shameless."

"Oh? What's the matter? Please tell the heroes." Mr. Liu's face darkened, and then he showed the appearance of a seasoned businessman.

Zhen Guandong winked, until all the servants in the hall were sent away, Fang whispered: "I heard two Jianghu people in the teahouse today asking about the whereabouts of Nangong's family."

Mr. Liu's gray eyebrows frowned, "What kind of Jiang Hu people?"

"One is a white scholar, and the other is a monk in the temple, but I can tell that both of them have martial arts." Zhen Guandong described the appearance of the two in detail.

"This is strange. The Nangong family has never been involved in the Jianghu affairs. How could such people come to the door? Moreover, the Nangong family is very low-key. In the eyes of outsiders, they are just ordinary businessmen." Mr. Liu covered the teacup He held it in his hand and kept playing, as if to relieve his inner anxiety.

Zhen Guandong deliberately lowered his voice: "Do you think someone found out about us and wanted to investigate further?"

"If they had the intention to investigate, they would not openly inquire about the whereabouts of the Nangong family. I am afraid they have another purpose."