Outside the nunnery is a deep forest. Lu Zhengkang is hiding in the forest. He looks at the nunnery and feels the strong magic breath. There are more than one, at least two, monks in the courtyard. They do not cover the Qi and stir the aura around them. Lu Zhengkang can see the weather shadow of a bowl and a sword.

A few instructors went to spy. Maybe it's not appropriate to use the spy. They went to step on the spot and confirmed that Miss Biao had entered the nunnery.

Then, it's Lu Zhengkang.

“…… well! Coach Lu! Coach Lu! Deer oil! Go on

Lu Zhengkang seemed to shiver, and the scattered mana on his body completely contracted. He blinked. Hun Jianglong was anxiously and excitedly urging him.

"Distracted, distracted." Lu Zhengkang waved his hand, straightened his hair crown, took off the trouble free son from his wrist and handed it to Hun Jianglong, "brother long, keep it for me." Let the mortals keep the magic instrument, which can prevent it from resonating with the friars.

"No problem." With Hun Jiang Long's backhand, the carved iron bracelet disappeared. Lu Zhengkang's mouth twitched. "Sure enough, you used to do black work, didn't you?"

"Oh, don't ask that. Go on, go on!"

Lu Zhengkang asked casually. He didn't mean to go deep into other people's past. After all, he was not a debt collector. He walked to the gate of Chengxin nunnery with his hands behind his back. He had a bright smile on his face, and his eyes were wandering around. He was like a young man on a green outing, especially when he held his chest up. That kind of artificial square step had the charm of Luo Shiqi.

Lu Zhengkang, the two nuns in the nunnery, squinted a little, then said to them, "two masters, can you tell me that Luo Zhongda in Fengcheng wants to see Miss Shihe?"

"Don't be a hermit." A bhiksuni turned and went into the nunnery. Lu Zhengkang watched her figure in gray single clothes slowly disappear into the deep snow courtyard. He turned to another bosom friend and said, "master, do you have all the skills in your body?"

"The practice of Zen doesn't value these things."

"Oh..." Lu Zhengkang had to pretend to look around. He was worried that the plans of the monks might not keep up with the changes. The two monks in the nunnery also had the standard of jiedan period, which could dominate the country of little Yang. Let alone the two monks, just this nun who knew martial arts in the temple. If they were brave enough, it would not be enough for her They beat each other.

So, he changed his strategy. His original plan was to ask him to call the maids around Miss Biao first, and then let them tell her to go to the appointment by herself. In this way, Luo Shihe, a young man, could avoid discovering the flaw to the greatest extent. But now, it's better to stay away from this broken nunnery.

That is to say, Lu Zhengkang has developed five senses. He once overheard the conversation between the second young master and miss Biao when they met in Luofu. He understood a keynote of their conversation. Otherwise, it would be very easy to reveal his true feelings.

As soon as Luo Shihe heard that her cousin came, she ran out. Far away, Lu Zhengkang had not seen anyone come out from the back of the Buddha Hall. Her voice first circled and spread to her ears. Her laughter was always very clear, like the birds on the top of the tree. No matter how far or near, she would feel happy when she heard it.

Luo Shihe runs to "Luo Shiqi". She turns around Lu Zhengkang and looks up and down. "Second cousin, you said you want to study martial arts. You are very busy every day. How can you come to find a little girl to pinch when you have time?" She has a habit of speaking, but she can let go when she is close to people.

In fact, Lu Zhengkang is quite sure that this watch girl is fond of the second young master. However, this time, she cheated her out mainly to discuss with her about how to realize the adolescent spring dream for the second young master.

For her, the feathers of cos chongmingniao are all ready. Of course, they are also made by a powerful family member, a skillful Weaver named Li Shiniang. The task of collecting feathers is divided into two parts: some go to purchase, some go to catch birds to pluck their feathers. After four or five days of hard work, it seems that the finished product is in Lu Zhengkang's opinion It's OK. It looks good, but it's not necessarily comfortable.

False Luo Shiqi showed a helpless and intimate smile to his cousin, "it's boring at home, and there's no one to say something personal, so I want to find you." His voice imitation is also very good.

"Wow, I haven't seen you for a day..."

"It's like three autumn." Lu Zhengkang and she share the same voice, smile at each other, there is a silent tacit understanding.

However, Luo Shihe found something wrong. She began to circle around Lu Zhengkang and looked up and down. She had to weigh the fake cousin with her hand.

"Cough, cousin, let's go for a walk in the distance. Don't stand in the door of other people's nunnery. It's bad for the weather. Hehe."

Luo Shihe was fooled away by Lu Zhengkang when he was confused. At this time, a young Kun Dao in Tibetan green robes came out of the gate of Chengxin nunnery. He saw Lu Zhengkang walking away with the little girl from a distance. Kun Dao grabbed the long sword around his waist, pinched an evasive mantra, and quietly put it behind them. The nuns in the nunnery saw that Kun Dao was hiding his whereabouts, but they just bowed their heads and recited the Buddha's name.

Kundao follows Lu Zhengkang and miss Biao along the road. When they enter the forest, they can't see the wall of Chengxin temple. Kundao thinks that this easy looking thief will fight against other girls, right? Then, a large number of masked black clad bandits sprang out of the woods. In winter, they were wearing thin clothes. One by one, holding the sheet steel knives wholesale from the blacksmith shop, they rushed to hijack the fake luoshiqi.For a moment, Kun Dao couldn't understand the routine in front of him, so he quietly put down his hand holding the sword.

Luo Shihe screamed, and the bandits in black quickly threatened her, "don't cry! That woman, your husband is in our hands. If you want him back, you can either prepare a thousand taels of silver, or you can exchange it with yourself! "

Lu Zhengkang cried out: "cousin, run away! Forget about me His facial expression is artificial, the Kun road that observes secretly looked, immediately in the mind know, can't help but secretly amuse.

"Cousin! I can't put you down! Hello! I'll trade with him, you catch me Luo Shihe was also impatient and mentally retarded. Under the chaos, he lost his normal judgment ability.

Hun Jianglong pinched his throat, just like a rooster who had just been castrated, trying to make a phantom limb pain like cry, "you girl family, fall into our brother's hands, don't you..."

Everyone knew each other and immediately got up. Lu Zhengkang pretended to be in pain and said, "Hey, cousin, run away, leave me alone! Go back and ask my father to avenge me Sobbing. " He was covered in his mouth.

Luo Shihe calmed down and observed carefully. The more she looked, the more wrong she was. She was angry. "What are you doing?"

"Kidnapping This group of suspected ex professionals have a point.

"Don't pretend, OK? What a fake Luo Shihe hands akimbo, "say, who are you, and, cousin, how do you mix with these people?"

"Well, well, Miss Biao has found out. Let's stop acting." The jade man sword takes off the mask.

"Are you the head swordsman around your cousin?"

"Miss Biao has a good eye."

Everyone took off their masks one by one, and Luo Shihe recognized them one by one. For a moment, the atmosphere became harmonious.

Lu Zhengkang also slowly rubbed the material off his face to show his true face.

"You are not my cousin, are you the head of the deer? Which one are you singing

Lu Zhengkang has noticed Kun Dao hiding in the dark. After all, she only guards against mortals. Her Qi is still obvious, but he doesn't say a word. Quan Dang doesn't find it.