I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 49
The more the goatee monk thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

I also feel that the monks of the Five Spirits Sect are determined to leave, and the things they are looking for are probably not too important.

It's not important to high-level monks, but it's much more important to casual cultivators like them.

Now he is still using a low-grade magic robe, and he does not have a powerful weapon for killing.

This is also the reason why he covets the magic weapon of the sword and hairpin.

As long as he masters a middle-grade magic weapon, he will have the capital to fight across the ranks. Even if he is only at the fifth level of Qi training, he can still control the right to speak in the worship building.

It's a pity that all the casual cultivators wanted the middle-grade sword hairpin, but let the sword hairpin stay safely in the treasure house.

Now that he had another clue, Friar Goatee felt he needed to find out.

Even if what you get in the end is unsatisfactory, it's a wish.

The province has been entangled in the heart.

Walking out of the door, the goatee monk went straight to the small building where Lu Chengyi was.

"You Daoist Zhou is a rare visitor."

Lu Chengyi cupped his hands, as if he was not surprised by the arrival of the goatee monk.

Zhou Liang touched his goatee and laughed: "Fellow Daoist Lu is busy, so I don't want to disturb you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but neither exchanged much greetings.

After all, they are all enshrined in the beams, and they have known each other for a long time.

It is not a fool who can become a Qi trainer as an ordinary person.

Smart people do it better.

Just with the intention of visiting the door, you can understand many things.

"I don't know how Fellow Daoist Lu got to know that master of the Five Spirits Sect?" Zhou Liang brought the topic back to Mo Qi, wanting to find out more information from Old Daoist Lu.

Lu Laodao put his hands in his hands and smiled gently: "You Daoist Zhou wants to ask, what exactly is Fellow Daoist Mo looking for?"

Zhou Liang was slightly taken aback, and then laughed loudly: "I still can't hide it from you, you old bastard."

"That's right, I want to know what that high-ranking man is looking for, and it's worth his serious injury to travel half a month to Liangdu."

Lu Laodao shook his head: "I don't know, it should be related to Moxiu."

"We have inspected Moxiu's corpse in detail, and there is no secret at all, so it should be an item."

He was not stupid, he expressed his guess and observed Zhou Liang's reaction at the same time.

Zhou Liang didn't move at all, his expression was as usual.

It seems that Zhou Liang has already analyzed it, even if he has not analyzed it, he has roughly noticed something.

Otherwise, Zhou Liang would not have come to him at this juncture, probably because he wanted to get some useful news from him.

Or Zhou Liang himself suspected that he took the things.

"Didn't the old man put away the things?" Zhou Liang stared at Lu Laodao, and asked the truth as if joking.

Lu Laodao didn't defend himself, but gave Zhou Liang a meaningful look.

Immediately, Zhou Liang became uncomfortable, and even the smile on his face restrained a lot.

Saying goodbye in a hurry, Zhou Liang went straight to the courtyard where the Taoists gathered.

"Look for the Taoist boy who welcomed the two priests and the corpse of the demon cultivator a month ago."

In fact, this matter has already been asked in a serious manner, but Zhou Liang feels that he needs to listen to it again.

The boy recounted the situation that day.

There was no difference, and in front of so many people, Lu Laodao did not put away his things.

Of course, even if they put away something, they didn't dare to ask for it with Lu Laodao's strength of the sixth level of Qi training.

Since he didn't even hide the mid-grade sword hairpin, it means he probably didn't take it.

After releasing the boy, Zhou Liang frowned and walked towards his courtyard.

This thought lasted for one night.

I didn't sleep all night, and I didn't meditate.

My own goatee is about to be pulled away.

I don't know how many hairs I scratched.

He wrote and drew pictures at his desk, and wrote down what Daotong recounted.

At the same time, those who appeared in it are also listed.

Use lines to describe the relationship between characters.

Until the eastern sky is slightly bright, and the morning sun is shining.

Zhou Liang slapped his head fiercely.

Suddenly.

A month ago, a battle broke out and the Gaomen of the Five Spirits Sect was injured, and then the people from the court transported the body back.

None of the Nawu Talismans and Magical Artifacts on them were lost.

But what if someone thought it was a good thing and put it in his pocket when cleaning the battlefield?
Treasures are so dark that they are regarded as ordinary gold and silver properties.

Moreover, so many people have been investigated, and which vote of people who came into contact with the treasure has not been investigated.

Only the people in the court who transported the corpse back were left.

Now that he had thought of this, Zhou Liang threw the things he wrote into the brazier and burned them, changed his clothes and left the attic.

He didn't go straight to Xiuyiwei Nanya, but went to Fangshi.

First, I ate breakfast on the side of the road, drank soup and water, and then went to the teahouse to drink morning tea.

It has been delayed for a long time.

Until the tail behind him is shaken off.

Arrive at the tea house.

Listen to the storyteller telling magical and strange stories.

Telling about the immortals who come and go, they won the applause of everyone in the scattered seats.

Zhou Liang laughed.

Even a qi trainer like him doesn't know the monk's world.

These so-called miraculous stories are mostly fabricated.

Most of them are also poor boys who get the chance, and once they soar into the sky, they are traveling the world and traveling with beauty.

Zhou Liang turned his hand and took out a silver needle, stuck it on his index finger and squeezed out a drop of blood, which fell on the yellow talisman paper.

The talisman paper was immediately tied into a rough paper figurine and he hid it under the table.

Throw down ten copper coins and leave the tea house.

Zhou Liang looked back, he didn't know who was following him, but this small trick of Li Daitao's stiff breath diversion was enough to hold back the monk behind him.

Nanya Embroidered Clothes Guards are on duty.

The fat and fat Qianhu came out in fear: "Don't blame the immortal master, the villain has just received the news."

"It doesn't matter." The tall and thin monk with a goatee stopped the fat and fat Qianhu from apologizing, and asked immediately, "Do you know who escorted the body of the enshrined Lou Xianshi back?"

Bai Pang Qianhu was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice with some uncertainty: "What happened a month ago?"

The attitude is low.

"That's right." Zhou Liang nodded, his eyes lit up.

This thousand households can still remember the events of that day, it seems that it is really impressive.

Although I can't explain anything, it is good to have news.

Cold sweat broke out on Bai Fat Qianhu's forehead all of a sudden, he muttered in his heart, only feeling panic.

Could it be that he got a favor because he escorted the corpse of the immortal master to the old man?

Now that the immortal master has freed up his hand, isn't it because he wants to teach him a lesson?
If this is the case, it would be very unwise to offend old man Xiang.

But who would have thought that the old man would have a fairy master as his background.

"Difficulties?"

Seeing Bai Fat Qianhu sweating profusely, Zhou Liang couldn't help frowning.

This person is too imaginary, just asking questions, why is he so frightened.

And it seems that he has no internal energy, a full-fledged mortal.

Although he was scared in his heart and even wanted to run away on the spot, Bai Fat Qianhu still stuttered and asked: "No, no, I don't know what the Master Immortal wants to ask?"

Zhou Liang felt even more weird. He didn't want to delay the big event, so he repeated in detail: "Who are the escorts who escorted the corpse back? Is there a roster?"

"Have."

"Come on, bring the roster of the embroidered guards who escorted the corpse of the immortal master a month ago."

Just a simple order, and the embroidered guard beside him hurried to fetch the roster.

A total of 25 people, only 20 returned, and five soldiers were killed.

Zhou Liang wrote down the addresses of the remaining 20 people, and was about to leave when Bai Fat Qianhu stopped him.

Bai Fat Qianhu looked at Zhou Liang in fear, and asked cautiously: "Master Immortal, do you know Old Man Xiang and the others?"

Zhou Liang didn't think much about it, instead he reprimanded: "Don't know what you shouldn't know."

The immortal master left, and the fat and fat Qianhu thumped and sat on the ground.

I can't help but wonder, did I really cause a catastrophe?

Regardless of whether they knew each other or not, if they finally got into a relationship and sued the old man again, wouldn't it be that his life would be lost.

Although it seems that the immortal master doesn't know the old man Xiang, he is not afraid of ten thousand, but it is hard to guarantee.

(End of this chapter)