When drawing temporary skills in this mission, it seemed like a dog's luck. Chen Hengzhi drew the [Delusion Eye] (low-level version). Through this skill, you can observe that the target's cultivation level does not exceed the life fate of his own person, and it is only available once a day.

When Qiao Feng heard this, he smiled and did not argue.

He had never encountered such a strange man before, and he did not object to the authenticity of the so-called delusion-breaking divine eye. No matter whether Chen Hengzhi was telling the truth or lies, it didn't matter.

What’s important is where he, Qiao Feng, will go in the future?

Do you think that you don’t know your own background, continue to be the leader of the Beggars’ Sect, continue to be a hero, and defend your country?

Or leave the Beggars' Sect and find their own life experience?

Or should we first check the authenticity of our life experience and act according to the opportunity in the future?

Qiao Feng and Chen Hengzhi, who couldn't figure it out, chatted for a while and then said goodbye and left.

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In recent times, famous masters have died from their own unique skills in the world, and people in the world think that they are the murderers of the Murong family.

Before Murong Fu left Yanziwu, he said to the outside world that he would investigate the truth behind these incidents.

In fact, Murong Fu ran to Xixia, disguised himself as Li Yanzong, and entered Yipintang, waiting for an opportunity to provoke internal chaos between Xixia and the Song Dynasty.

Unfortunately, in the apricot forest, Murong Fu was killed simply and neatly by Qiao Feng.

However, Duan Yu and three girls traveled westward and embarked on the journey of searching for cousin Murong Fu all over the world.

Among those masters who died suddenly, the monk Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple has the highest status, so Wang Yuyan’s first choice is to visit Shaolin Temple.

Starting from Liangzhe Road, passing Jiangnan East Road, and passing Huainan West Road. Half a month later, Duan Yu and the other two, who had no idea that Murong Fu was dead, came to Shaolin Temple in Songshan.

When he came to visit, he was turned away by the welcome monk. He said that the female family was not allowed to enter the temple and told them that Mr. Murong had not visited Shaolin recently.

The few people who returned without success went down Shaoshi Mountain in shame, and the smile on Wang Yuyan's face also disappeared. Duan Yu felt distressed. He comforted him: "Miss Wang, don't be sad. Maybe Mr. Murong has gone somewhere else. Let's look for it."

He licked the dog so much that he comforted his lover for his love rival. Duan Yu was also deeply aware of the essence of licking.

Wang Yuyan tilted her head and said, "Can it be that Shaolin Temple seized my cousin but concealed it and wouldn't tell us?"

Abi hurriedly said, "Ah! The young master was detained by Shaolin? What should we do?"

Although Azhu felt a little nervous, he was calm and said, "Miss Cousin, don't panic, sister Abi, Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old sect, and there is no reason to detain the young master for no reason.

I think we can sneak into Shaolin Temple and investigate carefully. If the young master is really caught by Shaolin Temple, we will notify Brother Deng, Gongye's second brother, Bao San, and Feng Si to discuss the rescue of the young master.

If the young master is really not in Shaolin Temple, then everyone will naturally be happy, and it will not be too late for us to search elsewhere.

Miss Cousin, what do you think?"

When Abi heard this, she burst into tears and laughed, and nodded.

Duan Yu praised him: "Miss Azhu is so smart. She thought of a countermeasure after a while. Duan Yu admired him."

Wang Yuyan nodded and clapped her hands and replied, "Okay, Sister Ah Zhu's method is good."

Then, she asked in embarrassment: "Who will go there for us? The Shaolin Temple hides dragons and creeps, so it's not easy to break through."

Duan Yu volunteered: "I'll go."

He felt sour in his heart, thinking in his heart: "I will do whatever you want, even if it is broken into pieces."

Besides, if you are discovered and show your identity as Prince Dali, you will not be in danger of your life.

Wang Yuyan looked at him with beautiful eyes, and was very happy, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Duan Yu looked at this scene and felt as if his heart was about to melt.

At this time, Azhu said, "No, Mr. Duan, please stay here, protect the cousin. I am proficient in disguise, so it is more convenient for me to sneak into Shaolin Temple."

"Ah this..."

Duan Yu exclaimed in surprise.

Wang Yuyan thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Sister Ah Zhu said something reasonable. Mr. Duan, your Lingbo Weibu is not effective at the moment, so don't take the risk."

Duan Yu was secretly happy when he heard this. Miss Wang actually thought about me. This is exciting news.

He quickly replied: "Okay then."

After the discussion, Azhu immediately started to take action. She first went to the market at the foot of Songshan Mountain to buy some cosmetic items, and then fiddled for a while before starting to disguise.

After a while, he changed from a flowery girl to a little novice monk from Shaolin Temple, and he looked like the welcome monk Zhiqing in Shaolin Temple that he had just seen.

After Azhu bid farewell to Duan Yu, Wang Yuyan and Abi, he walked up the mountain with their slightly worried eyes.

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After Qiao Feng said goodbye to Chen Hengzhi, he returned to Xingzi Forest. Seeing that the Beggars' Sect had already handled the final work, he said goodbye to them, saying that he had something to do.

He embarked on the way home at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Almost one after another, Duan Yu and others left, Qiao Feng set out from Wuxi, and the destination was the same and the route was the same.

Next to a hillside in the sun of Shaoshi Mountain, there is a vegetable garden. A jujube tree is planted on the eastern corner of the garden. Under the tree is a stone table and stone benches.

When he saw the jujube tree, Qiao Feng remembered his childhood again. Whenever the dates were ripe, Qiao's father always carried his little hand to hit the dates together. The red dates were full and cracked, sweet and juicy. Since leaving his hometown, Qiao Feng felt that he had never tasted such delicious dates again.

He led the horse to the three earthen houses in the west. He saw a straw mat in the yard full of dried vegetables, and a hen led a group of chickens to peck at the grass.

Qiao Feng couldn't help but smile and thought to himself: "Tonight my mother will definitely kill the chicken to cook and treat her son who hasn't been home for a long time."

He shouted, "Dad! Mom! The child is back."

"Bang!" With a sound, the door of the earthen house was pushed open from inside, and a woman in a coarse cloth shirt walked out. When she saw Qiao Feng, the old woman said in surprise: "Feng'er is back, the old man is coming out soon, Feng'er is back."

She quickly put down the skip in her hand, walked quickly to Qiao Feng, grabbed his hand, and said, "Feng'er, come in quickly, haven't eaten yet, I'm going to make it for you."

After a while, an old man walked out quickly and said in a stuttering voice: "Feng'er is back, it's good to come back, it's good to come back..."

Qiao Feng looked at his half-white parents and knelt on his knees, his eyes were filled with tears, and he kowtowed three times: "Feng'er kowtowed to his father, mother, the child was unfilial, and was so tired that his father and mother were worried about him, and he failed to be filial to his parents' knees at all times. It's really damn."
Chapter completed!