Su Donglou couldn't help laughing, thinking to himself, who are Lu Fengyu's subordinates? Because he took the teapot and poured a bowl, but didn't drink it, he just said lightly: "Eldest sister, I've asked you something, I heard that there was a fairy rain in this fairy mountain more than a month ago, but the god didn't see it, but there was A ghost has come out, and I came here to catch the ghost, do you know where the ghost is hiding?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, then stood up, looked Su Donglou up and down a few times, with a smile on her cold eyebrows, but she said angrily: "Your Excellency is a ghost catcher? Not a monk? Taoist, what the hell did you catch?"
"Although I'm not a monk, I have my own means." Su Donglou laughed, and seeing the woman's smile became brighter, he nodded and said: "In that case, after a while, when the red sun sets in the west, the officials will go with the slave's house. If you ask anything else, the slave family may not know, but this ghost has brought disaster to the slave family, even if he turns into wind, the slave family will recognize him."
Su Donglou smiled and said: "That's very good, then we'll wait until it gets dark before we start, and the proprietress will bring out all the food you have here, I will have the strength to catch ghosts when I am full."
The woman brought out steamed buns and steamed rolls from under the table, and set up a pot to fry a few dishes. This is not a small tea shed, as long as she pleases the other party, she even has food. Su Donglou went all the way, and he happened to be hungry, he finished his meal like a storm, and saw that the red sun was about to sink, so he grabbed the long sword on the table, and said to the woman: "May I close the stall and come with me? "
The woman was also refreshed and cleaned up quickly. Taking Su Donglou into the lush mountains, he walked seven or eight miles, and went up to the mountainside, turning around and turning, only to find a simple house built with bamboo. She pointed there and said: "The ghost is here, but you have to wait patiently, sir, I will take my leave first."
After finishing talking and walking away, Su Donglou looked at her back and sneered in his heart. It was too obvious what he did in secret, for a suspicious person like Lu Fengyu. How could it be possible not to keep you watching me? This must be someone under surveillance. hehe. He wanted to put on a generous appearance of wholehearted trust, but he didn't think about his own temperament, did he think I didn't understand him? Kill talent. Play with me, and see how I can torment you when the future falls into my hands.
As he thought about it, he became very curious about the identity of the owner of the hut. Could the person in the secret passage really be Long Pingzhang? Tingxuan sent a message that something important happened to Lu Fengyu, and asked him to investigate. That’s what the so-called major events are talking about, right? Long Pingzhang came back from the dead, and quietly came to Shenxianling to settle down, which was extremely unfavorable to Lu Fengyu, so there was such a violent roar of trash.
This is Lu Fengyu's brilliance. He intentionally left such a trace of clues in front of Duan Tingxuan, if the other party was involved with Su Donglou, he would definitely deliver the news. The two facts prove that Su Donglou will firmly believe that Long Pingzhang really came back from the dead. Until then. Even if he attacked Long Pingzhang in order to win his trust, he would definitely hesitate and interrogate him. And if Su Donglou obediently carried out the order and saw Long Pingzhang raised his sword and dropped it, then he could trust him wholeheartedly. This shows that he and Duan Tingxuan have no connection, and that he really wants to help King Xiangyang win the world. He did not hesitate to give up this opportunity to turn against the court and make meritorious service.
In fact, Lu Fengyu was not wrong. At this time, Su Donglou was calm and calm on the surface, but he was struggling very hard in his heart. However, he still underestimated Su Donglou's tenacity and responsibility.
Su Donglou never told Duan Tingxuan about the resurrection of Long Pingzhang, because he knew very well in his heart that if he told his friends about it, they would definitely not let Long Pingzhang die because of their feelings for Long Pingzhang. Yes, but at that time, how can I really win Lu Fengyu's trust
So even if that person is really Long Pingzhang, he must die. Even if he had some clues, since he was still stranded in Shenxian Ridge and did not return to the capital secretly, it meant that the clues had not yielded any results. And as long as he truly gained the trust of King Xiangyang and Lu Fengyu, sooner or later the secrets in Shenxianling would be solved, and he could better protect Duan Tingxuan and his wife, so it was definitely worth sacrificing a Long Pingzhang.
Su Donglou believed that if Duan Tingxuan was in his position, he would definitely make such a decision like a strong man cutting his wrist. But the problem now is: reason is like this, but emotion is another matter. Duan Tingxuan's reason can tell him how to choose, but he definitely cannot accept this choice emotionally.
So Su Donglou simply didn't say this to him, lest he suffer from embarrassment, that Long Pingzhang was not his same year, even if he killed him, his guilt and self-blame would still be smaller after all.
Just like that, Su Donglou firmly held the soft sword in his waist, while doing mental construction, while secretly looking around. His mood gradually calmed down, and the hand holding the sword became more stable. With his kung fu, he could be sure that no one was watching around, but he just knew that there must be an eyeliner, watching his every move in a dark place that he couldn't detect. move.
Long Pingzhang must die.
Su Donglou didn't hesitate anymore, and he didn't know why he was suddenly sober and cold, but this was undoubtedly a good sign, the most taboo thing in this matter was hesitating and struggling, it's good to be able to calm down.
Thinking silently like this, when the sky was about to get dark, I saw a person coming out of the woods, shaking his head and sighing to himself, while approaching the hut.
He was a gentle scholar, wearing an ordinary scholar's gown, with his brows furrowed, and he was muttering as he walked, "Where is it? It must be here. Only here can they find such important people." Don't worry, damn it, why can't I find it? As long as I find these two people and find a way to contact Tingxuan, then... "
Before he could finish his words, he felt a slight tingling pain in his neck, and then the blood sprayed up, and the scholar's eyes suddenly widened, and he covered his neck, but he could only feel the warm blood gushing out. .
A handsome young man in black appeared in front of him, took out a silk handkerchief and casually wiped the blood stain on the sword, and said coldly: "Don't blame me on the way to Huangquan, only blame you for not coming back from the dead and destroying our plan .”
With a "gudong", the gentle scholar who hadn't had time to say a word from the beginning to the end fell on his back. Su Donglou stepped forward, put his hand under his nose, then stood up, and kicked him to the point of nowhere. In the grass in the distance, he then looked around and jumped away after confirming that there was no one around.