"Don't talk about them. I asked you, what are you making trouble for?" Xia Qingchen said, "my little temple can't accommodate you as a big Buddha."

The son of tangtangtangyuan master, but he is the housekeeper of the villa.

If it gets out and leads to criticism, Emperor Dongyuan will come to the door and ask questions.

Making him a housekeeper is definitely troublesome.

"My respect for my eldest brother is as boundless as the Milky way in the sky, and my respect for you is as deep as the sea..."

Xia Qingchen waved his hand: "OK, let's go after the work."

"Yes, villa leader!" Gu Batong still regarded himself as a housekeeper, bowed down and said, "tell the villa leader that the eagle meeting will start at ten tomorrow morning. Please be ready."

He is shameless, and Xia Qingchen has nothing to do.

"Yes." Xia Qingchen nodded and waited silently for the coming of tomorrow.

At that time.

On the west side of the abyss, there is a temple like manor with the words "Weichen nunnery".

This place is as rich in aura and moonlight as Baiyun Mountain Villa in summer. Few people can live here.

"Master." Yun Huaxin knelt in front of a big Buddha in the manor, folded his hands and listened to the admonition.

Under the Buddha, sitting cross legged was a nun dressed in grey and washed out.

She wears ordinary clothes, but her face is surprisingly beautiful.

The cheeks are dignified, the eyebrows are outlined in light ink, the bridge of the nose is high, the eye sockets are slightly sunken, the lips are ruddy, and the skin is firm and smooth.

It is hard to believe that the nun in front of us is over 40 unless those eyes bear the cold of years.

She is the Siyuan mani who frightens young men and women. She is an abyss Lord who hates the feelings of men and women.

At the moment, Siyuan morni held the torn picture scroll and looked at it quietly.

On the picture scroll, there is only an ancient sword with simple shape and four corners on the hilt.

In the distance, there are dark, ferocious and sinister peaks, which give people a shivering feeling.

But the ancient sword, with its sharp edge, gives people a sense of peace and tranquility.

Finally, there is a line of fuzzy handwriting in the corner of calligraphy and painting.

"Good and evil oppose each other and fight for life!" Holding calligraphy and paintings, Siyuan morni whispered affectionately, "how can we cherish our life for our cultivation and justice?"

Simulu looked forward to: "is the long cherished wish of the God King fulfilled? Is the justice in his heart established? "

Yun Huaxin knelt in front of him, lowered his eyebrows and dared not say a word.

Since seeing the painting, Siyuan morni seemed to be possessed and whispered to the painting all day, as if he resonated with the words left by the God King.

However, she destroyed the painting.

"Unfortunately, the God King is like a picture. After all, the picture is broken and people die." Siyuan morni's eyes were dim and his emotions were dripping.

Cloud painting was ashamed: "I'm sorry, master. It's my fault."

Siyuan morni sighed softly, "you are indeed wrong, but the person who tore up the painting is the culprit."

Obviously, Siyuan morni had some complaints about the people who damaged the painting.

"Who destroyed it?" Siyuan morni asked without hesitation.

Yunhua thought and hesitated. If Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong were revealed, there would be a contradiction between the master and the two yuan masters.

The relationship between Simone and the two abyss masters was not good. If her relationship with them worsened, she would be guilty.

After thinking about it, Yun Hua said, "he is the son of empress Nanyuan Feng, childe Xia."

She thought that empress Nan Yuanfeng could not be provoked by the master. She said that he damaged it, and the master should not continue to investigate.

But who knows, the eyes of Xiyuan morni were cold and fierce: "empress Nanyuan Feng was unmarried all her life. Where did she come from?"

what?

Yun Huaxin was surprised and said, "but Baiyun villa is another courtyard for the empress of Nanyuan Phoenix. Who else can live except his children?"

Xiyuan morni said faintly, "Baiyun villa has been taken back by the tomb keeper. You can buy it as long as you have money."

"Ah?" Yunhua just realized that he had made a big misunderstanding. The leader of Baiyun villa may not be the son of Nanyuan Feng in his imagination.

After thinking for a while, Yun Huaxin asked, "but master, how are you sure that empress Nanyuan Feng has no children? After all, she has left Linlang island for 20 years. "

In a moment of calm, Xiyuan morni said slowly, "empress Nanyuan Feng has come back. She came to me last night."

Hiss——

With the calm and calm of the cloud painting heart, they took a deep breath, and their hearts pounded.

The legendary mortal immortal is back?

There was no news from the outside!

"She... Where is she?" Cloud painting asked, surprised and difficult to restrain.

Xiyuan morni looked complex: "in the other courtyard next to Baiyun villa, he has been back for more than half a month."

Isn't the other courtyard next to Baiyun villa the "Jingbo hall"?

Both of them used to be other hospitals after Nanyuan Phoenix.

"Tell the villa leader of Baiyun mountain villa that since he has damaged other people's things, he should compensate according to the price. He'd better come to the door and give me an explanation for two days at most." Said Simone.

Since Xia Qingchen is not the son of the Lord of the abyss, of course, Siyuan morni will investigate to the end.

Yunhua was helpless. She didn't expect that the identity of Baiyun villa leader was wrong, so that such a thing happened.

However, the words had been said. She could only harden her head to tell the lie and wronged Xia Qingchen to the end.

Xia Qingchen, who was unaware of this, came to the west of Linlang island with Gu Batong, moon pearl and Linglong before it was bright the next day.

On the coast, bonfires are bright.

Thousands of people watched silently on the beach. Even if they didn't have the chance to participate, they were still curious about the grand occasion of searching for the marrow of the moon once every two years.

A huge platform has been built on the beach, ten feet above the ground.

Only three Yuanzhu, 18 shangzun and the contestants who got permission to attend the meeting were able to go up.

"Big brother, I'll go up first." Gu Batong looked in awe at a senior executive sitting on the high platform, a dignified black faced middle-aged man.

He is the famous emperor Dongyuan, sitting on the high platform with his eyes closed, giving people suffocating pressure.

It seems that he is the emperor of the suppression side, and all things are prostrate!

"Yes." Xia Qingchen nodded and watched him run to Emperor Dongyuan like a mouse sees a cat. Then he stood upright and dared not turn his eyes at will.

That is the opposite of his usual image of shouting.

Xia Qingchen smiled and went to the entrance of the high platform, took out the gold pass and asked for three places.

He was about to go up when a voice came from a distance: "brother Xia, why are you here?"

Xia Qingchen turned around and saw situ Feng, who was sweating and smelling of bird excrement, looking at Xia Qingchen in surprise.

"Let's see." Xia Qingchen said.

Situ Feng looked at the platform in awe, hurriedly pulled Xia Qingchen over, and waved to the moon pearl and Linglong.

He kept his voice very low: "you are crazy. How dare you influence the eagles? The people sitting on it are the most influential people in Linlang island. "

Xia Qingchen said, "I'm actually here..."

Situ Feng interrupted him and patted him on the shoulder: "I know. I'm here to sweep bird droppings!"

In this way, Xia Qingchen found that many young people nearby were cleaning bird droppings and were particularly active.