Tianjun sensibly walked over and hugged Zhang Xian, and comforted: "Uncle Zhang, in fact, Gu poison is not as terrible as you think, let's go for a walk over there first." ”

After finishing speaking, he desperately pulled Zhang Xian away.

After the two of them walked away, Xue Yan stared at me and said slowly: "Yiyang, do you remember the scene when those Wang Zigou were killed in the middle of the night at the gate of the Wang family in Chenzhou twelve years ago?" ”

"Yes."

I nodded unhurriedly, and said in a distant tone: "That day, the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Gu used the Hook Gu to poison the guards of the Wang family, since the Ten Thousand Saints Fairy Gu died in the catastrophe of the Wang family, there has been no news of the Hook Gu poison in Xiangxi for more than ten years, why does it appear in the metropolis now?" ”

"And it happened to be when we came to look for Zhu Yu Xiaomujian, is there any inevitable connection between the two?"

"Maybe."

Xue Yan cautiously analyzed: "This matter is definitely not accidental, and the most important thing is that we can't be sure that the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Gu is dead!" ”

"Although the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Gu was seriously injured that day, and was stabbed by Fu Ji's corpse nail, when we finally cleaned the scene, we didn't find her body, not even a single white bone, judging from this situation, there is a great hope that she will not die."

"Do you suspect that the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Gu is secretly playing ghosts?"

"It's impossible, the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Gu is now more than a hundred years old, right?"

"Twelve years ago, she was already a gray-haired old woman, and Fu Ji, who was in her sixties at the time, had to call her senior."

"Now that so many years have passed, she is at least a hundred years old, have you ever seen such an old witch?"

"Yiyang, you seem to have overlooked a problem."

Xue Yan explained mysteriously: "Don't forget that the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Gu is an expert in Gu poison, and her medical skills are also extremely superb, and she is also well versed in the secret techniques of the Thirteen Sects of Zhu You, even if the poison is so fierce, she has the ability to subdue it, so don't underestimate her." ”

"Maybe she really has some secret technique that can make her live a long life."

"All in all, this matter is extraordinary, and when the matter of the Jing'an Temple Divine Dragon Tribulation is over, we must take a serious look at it!"

"Agreed.

I nodded approvingly, then stared at Fengchen again and asked, "Did you inspect his home when you went in just now?"

"Checked!"

"I scanned everything in his house with my senses, but I didn't see the little wooden sword, and I saw as if a wooden box had fallen to the ground in his house, so I suspect someone might have taken the lead!"

"Damn."

I frowned and scolded angrily, secretly wondering who was so hateful that even the little wooden sword was going to grab it from me.

Since the little wooden sword had been lost, he didn't stay long in Xiafei Road, and after a few people in the group summed it up, they rushed to the direction of Jing'an Temple together.

On the way, I thought about what Fengchen had just said, and suddenly found a trace of clues.

So he couldn't help but ask: "Fengchen, you said that you smelled a dead breath in Situ's unharmed home, may I ask if this dead air emanated from your own body?" ”

"It's not."

Fengchen shook his head without thinking and said: "I can be sure that it is not the same person, although the death gas on Wuxian's body is very heavy, he also seems to know that he has death gas on his body, so he bought a lot of sandalwood at home, which is estimated to be used to smoke his body." ”

"And the dead breath I smelled inside, but there was no smell of sandalwood, and besides, there seemed to be a smell of Chinese medicine on that person's body, which was completely different from the smell of no injury!"

"Chinese medicine?"

"Could it be that this person is still sick?"

"Maybe." Fengchen nodded unconfidently, and then closed his eyes and recuperated, and didn't entangle me with anything.

Along the way, because Xue Yan and I had our own hearts, the atmosphere was very quiet, and Zhang Xian drove by himself, and would look back at me from time to time, probably a little worried about whether my mood would be affected.

I was very touched by his little gesture, and I was still in a bad mood, but when I thought back to the favor of Shen Yun and Zhang Xian, two rich and handsome fathers, I suddenly felt warm in my heart, and it was very useful.

When I arrived at Jing'an Temple, it was about 12 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was high overhead, and the 32-degree heat was mercilessly scorching the earth.

The five of them rushed into the Jing'an Temple with a big sun, and walked without a short time of entering the door, but they met the little novice who took us to eat fast a few days ago by the pond.

"Donor, you're finally here." Little Novice stepped forward and greeted him politely.

"Have you been waiting for us?" Tianjun stretched out his hand and touched his little bald head, and asked with a pampering expression.

"That's right."

"The master said that you would come to the temple at noon, so I was arranged to wait for you here!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed to the big guy and said crisply, "All donors, please come with me to the dining hall to eat, your friends are also there." ”

At this time, everyone was already a little hungry, so they followed the little novice to the dining hall.

I smelled the fragrance of rice from afar, which made us even more hungry.

Outside the dining hall, I immediately saw Shen Yun and others waving inside, and Xian'er and Ziming and others were sitting next to them, probably because they were in a good mood, and they seemed to be smiling with smiles on their faces.

Walking quickly to where they were, Shen Yun hurriedly moved out a seat and respectfully asked me to sit down, and asked in his mouth: "Yiyang baby, are you tired, do you want Dad to give you a massage?"

Ha ha. ”

I smiled flatteredly: "Don't, isn't this tormenting me, I'll give you a massage." ”

"Brother Yiyang, you are happy now, the two fathers care about you, and they are so good to you!"

"Pity me, Tianjun is still alone, it's really uncomfortable and I want to cry."

"Little one, what are you crying about?"

"I love you if you have a sister!" Xian'er reached out and patted Tianjun's little face at the right time.

Lu Wei also smiled lightly and comforted: "Tianjun, if you don't dislike it, how about recognizing me as a brother?" ”

"Although I said that I am definitely not as good as Yiyang's two fathers, I will definitely be good to you, little brother."

"And me!"

Ziming also echoed: "I also want to be Tianjun's brother, so that Tianjun will have two brothers to love, and see who dares to bully us Tianjun in the future!" ”

"Come on, you!"

Xian'er stretched out her hand and flicked Dan Ziming's ear, and quipped: "You rich second generation, what else do you have besides having a lot of money?" ”