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Jiang Feng left the White Horse Temple. Thinking back to what the little living Buddha said, he was a little surprised. In his opinion, nothing in this world happens for no reason. If there is a cause, there will be an effect. As far as they are concerned, they believe in karma and reincarnation, and they will not lie easily.

"Why did he tell me this? What's his purpose?" Jiang Feng was puzzled.

However, I have to say that Jiang Feng's great interest was aroused in the little living Buddha's few words.

"The ancestral land of the twelve cultivating families, what kind of place is that that would be evaluated by the little living Buddha?" Jiang Feng frowned, still puzzled.

"What the little living Buddha said is vague, so you can't believe everything he says, but if the place is really what the little living Buddha said, it is obviously unusual, but you can go and find out." Jiang Feng whispered to himself.

As for chances and the like, Jiang Feng would not force them. If some chances were destined not to belong to him, even forcing them would be useless, not beneficial, but harmful.

When he came to the White Horse Temple today, he did not find any news about the black paper, but accidentally got another secret that is unknown, so it was not in vain.

It was still early at this time, and Jiang Feng went to Chankong Temple again. Chankong Temple and Baima Temple were one west and one east, and the distance was extremely far. It took almost two hours to take a taxi there.

But to Jiang Feng's disappointment, he was still shut out when he went this time, and he never saw Master Wu.

"Master Wu Wu is really in the temple?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Yes." The little monk said with absolute certainty.

The last time Jiang Feng came here, he rescued him from Qiao Zhenming and the others. The young monk who knew Qiao Zhenming's identity thought that Jiang Feng was going to be in bad luck, and urged Jiang Feng to leave Los Angeles quickly to avoid retaliation.

Jiang Feng didn't leave, and a few days later, Jiang Feng was fine, which made the little monk a little curious, with a strange expression on his face.

"What would happen if I broke in directly?" Jiang Feng said half-jokingly.

The little monk looked serious, shook his head and said, "No, Master will be angry."

"Monks don't kill indiscriminately. Even if Master Wu is angry, he can't kill me." Jiang Feng was still joking, but his expression didn't look like he was joking at all.

The little monk was extremely nervous and stammered, "No, you can't do that."

He has personally seen Jiang Feng's method of teaching Qiao Zhenming, and he knows that Jiang Feng is not an ordinary person. If Jiang Feng wants to force his way in, he can't stop him at all. In fact, he doesn't dare to stop him. the savages.

Jiang Feng smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't be nervous, how could I do such a thing in a pure place of Buddhism."

The little monk heaved a sigh of relief, and then probably felt that his emotions and anger were too expressive, so he quickly lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, reciting the Buddha softly, but he didn't realize when Jiang Feng disappeared from his eyes.

"That's weird, did he leave? Why didn't I hear footsteps?" The little monk scratched his head, very puzzled, looked around with his eyes, didn't find anything wrong, and didn't think too much. Pick up the broom and continue to sweep the yard.

Jiang Feng used the willow catkin movement technique, and almost swaggered into the inner hall of Chankong Temple from under the eyes of the young monk, but it was impossible for the young monk to detect it with his cultivation.

Chankong Temple is not big, there are no pavilions and pavilions like Baima Temple, it is just a few courtyards connected, which is quite old and dilapidated.

"That day at the Magic Artifact Exchange Conference, I heard from Zi Ling that Master Wu would refine some Magic Artifacts and trade them in the exchange meeting every year. I thought it would be quite a considerable income, but this Zen Space But the temple is so dilapidated, it seems that Master Enlightenment really has the heart of a bodhisattva." Jiang Feng thought to himself.

Jiang Feng was very fast, and strode into the inner hall. There were other people in the inner hall, but under Jiang Feng's deliberate avoidance, they couldn't find Jiang Feng's existence.

In the end, Jiang Feng came to the first inner hall at the back of Chankong Temple, and he walked in without hesitation.

"Amitabha." The sound of a Buddha's horn rang in Jiang Feng's ear.

Jiang Feng stopped and looked in the direction of the sound. A gray-clothed figure walked out slowly. It was an old monk with a gray scalp and an old man.

"I've met Master." Jiang Feng said.

The old monk looked at Jiang Feng and said, "You can call me Master Zhi."

He seemed to know who Jiang Feng was looking for when he came in, and he revealed his identity, but Jiang Feng didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said directly: "I'm from Yanjing, please introduce Master to Master Wuwu."

"Enlightenment is not in the temple." Master Liaozhi said.

"Monks don't tell lies." Jiang Feng looked worried.

"It's definitely not a lie, it's really not there." Liao Zhi was very calm.

"Everyone knows that Master Wu is in the temple, but you say he's not there, why?" Jiang Feng asked dissatisfied.

"Because they don't know whether enlightenment is there." Liaozhi's answer made Jiang Feng quite speechless. If Master Liaozhi hadn't had the aura of an eminent monk, Jiang Feng would have thought he was joking with him.

"However, Wuwu knows that you will come again sooner or later, so let me wait for you here." Master Liaozhi said next.

"Really?" Jiang Feng remained calm.

"Speaking of which, Yuanhui has never been murdered, and I, Chankong Temple, would like to thank you for your righteousness." Master Liaozhi said, Yuanhui is the name of the little monk who sweeps the floor.

"So?" Jiang Feng didn't say much on this question, but directly asked the question.

Master Liaozhi smiled and said, "No wonder Wu Wu said that you are a very interesting young man. I didn't believe it before, but now I do."

He didn't answer Jiang Feng's question, but just expressed his evaluation of Jiang Feng. As for what it meant, it was up to Jiang Feng to figure it out.

Jiang Feng thought about it, and said, "Did Master Wu say anything else?"

"He said that he will not meet with you for the time being, and wait for the opportunity in the future." Master Liaozhi told the truth.

Jiang Feng was speechless, but he also knew that this trip seemed to be in vain again.He didn't linger and left quickly.

For the next two days, Jiang Feng stayed behind closed doors in the hotel, and at the same time paid close attention to the movement in the next room. Judging from what the upstart man said, they obviously had a certain purpose. That kind of purpose is certainly not as simple as dealing with Zi Ling or Shui Qingqian.

That made Jiang Feng curious and wanted to see what they wanted to do, because after learning about the ancestral land of the Twelve Cultivation Families from the Living Buddha, Jiang Feng always felt that the upstart man's visit to Los Angeles this time was very likely and also a rush. Going to the ancestral land.

It's a pity that although the nouveau riche man never moved out of the hotel, he didn't say much in the past two days, and occasionally, it was all nonsense.

"I used to think this nouveau riche man was a simple guy who would never forget Ziling because he was greedy for beauty. I never paid close attention to him, but judging from all the signs, this man's strength should not be low. The person who was with him showed some signs of being unclear." He didn't hear anything about it, and Jiang Feng wasn't impatient at all, he knew that they were very cautious and would not easily divulge key information.

On the third day, someone sent an invitation card to Jiang Feng. The invitation card was sent by the waiter of the hotel. Jiang Feng opened the invitation card, glanced at it, and then looked a little weird.

This invitation was sent from the Shui family, and it was stamped with the seal of Shui Baimei, the owner of the Shui family.

"Shui Baimei sent me an invitation to visit Shui's house. What does she want to do? Could it be that Shui Qingqian has already told Shui Baimei about the relationship between me and her?" Jiang Feng whispered to himself.

Between Shui Qingqian and Shui Qingqian, Jiang Feng didn't think there was anything wrong. It wasn't intentional when he saw Shui Qingqian having fun that time, so he was responsible for what Shui Qingqian said. In the beginning, he actually had almost Think of it as a nonsense joke.

However, after coming to Los Angeles, Jiang Feng heard some rumors about the Shui family occasionally, and Jiang Feng finally understood why Shui Qingqian reacted that way in the first place.

The women of the Shui family are pure and pure, not to be desecrated, and because of their unique physique, they can be said to be famous far and wide. The family rules of the Shui family are so strict that they are almost harsh. Women are not allowed to show their faces easily when walking outside, let alone flirtatiously. This kind of family rule, in this day and age, can almost be said to be unreasonable and unbelievable.

"If Shui Qingqian really told Shui Baimei about that, then this trip will probably be a little troublesome." Jiang Feng was helpless.

To be honest, if possible, he doesn't want to go, and the relationship between him and Shui Qingqian is far from that complicated, and there is no need to artificially complicate it.

However, since the invitation has been sent, it is still in the name of Shui Baimei. Obviously, Shui Baimei attaches great importance to that matter and cannot tolerate him not going, otherwise as long as he continues to stay in Luo City, there will definitely be some troubles in the future.

"It seems that I have to go, but it's okay, just go there and explain everything clearly at once." Jiang Feng made a decision and threw the invitation aside.

Far away at Shui's house, Shui Qingqian was anxious like ants on a hot pot at the moment, walking up and down the room, chanting words, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, Shui Qingqian immediately rushed to the room. Go over and pull the door open.

It was Uncle Fu who came. Seeing Shui Qingqian, Uncle Fu was speechless while having a headache, and said, "Miss, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but Jiang Feng will have something to do soon. Uncle Fu, how could you tell my mother about Jiang Feng? It's a waste of my trust in you." Shui Qingqian said angrily.

Uncle Fu smiled wryly, and said: "Miss, the Patriarch has already seen the clues. It doesn't make any difference whether you say it or not. It's better to tell her directly, so as not to think wildly and bring you a bad reputation."

"But, what about Jiang Feng?" Shui Qingqian was very anxious.

"Jiang Feng is not bad. The Patriarch still appreciates him very much. Things may not be as bad as you think." Uncle Fu comforted him softly.

"Will it?" Shui Qingqian didn't believe it.

"You'll know when Jiang Feng comes. Maybe you'll have to thank me then." Uncle Fu laughed.

The water was clear and shallow, Xiafei's cheeks were extremely shy, Uncle Fu had never seen such a mood before, and he said: "That brat Jiang Feng is very lucky."