Chapter 129: Qianshan Mountain Layman

Luo Qinghan asked cautiously: “Do you know all the people in the Xuanmen?”

Xiao Xixi found a comfortable place to sit down, and said while eating: “There are only a few people in total, of course I know them all.”

Luo Qinghan was quite surprised: “How many people are there in your Xuanmen?”

“There are many miscellaneous people on the mountain, but there are only five people who are serious about getting started. I rank fourth. There are three senior brothers at the top and one junior brother at the bottom.”

Luo Qinghan’s mood was slightly complicated: “Listening to you I can say that, I always feel that Xuanmen is like a grass platform team.”

There is no such feeling of being tall as in the legend.

Xiao Xixi said casually: “You can think so too.”

The door of the room was knocked on, and Xiao Nan’s voice came in.

“Young master, the people have been brought back.”

Luo Qinghan stood up: “Don’t eat, go out with me and have a look.”

“Oh.”

Xiao Xixi hugged the dried radish and walked out behind the prince.

Qianshan Layman was roughly thrown to the ground by the guards.

His forehead knocked to the ground, waking him up in pain.

After a while, Qianshan Layman woke up from his trance.

He first saw Magistrate Yang, who was tied up with five flowers around him, then looked at the other people around him, and finally his gaze fell on the cold man in front of him.

The man was wearing a light cyan wide-sleeved gown and stood quietly under the porch. His cold eyebrows had a sense of alienation that made people afraid to approach at first glance.

At a glance, Qianshan Layman could see that this cold man was the leader of this group of people.

He settled down.

He has travelled south and north for many years and has seen many big scenes.

He knew very well in his heart that he had to be calm at this time, and he must not mess with himself.

Qianshan Layman stood up, sorted out his clothes, tried to appear calm, and said with a smile.

“I wonder why all the heroes invited the poor to come here late at night?”

He is in his fifties this year, he was born tall and thin, with a goat beard under his chin, wearing a gray wide-sleeved robe, and holding a whisk in his hand. He really has a bit of immortal temperament.

Nie Changping was playing with a dagger in his hand, with a bad smile.

“Since you can pinch and count, then even if it counts, why did we tie you here?”

Just now, in order to ease the atmosphere, Qianshan Layman deliberately said that he was invited to come, but now Nie Changping opened his mouth and said that he was tied up, which was obviously unwilling to give him any face.

Qianshan Layman was not annoyed, still maintaining a humble and polite smile.

“You should be here for the disappearance of a large number of children in the city today, right?”

Nie Changping didn’t speak, but looked at His Royal Highness.

Luo Qinghan said lightly: “Magistrate Yang has already told us about the disappearance of the children. What I want to know now is about Xuanmen.”

The smile on the face of Qianshan Layman was stunned for a moment.

He didn’t expect this group of people to go to such great lengths to tie themselves up, and they turned out to be coming towards the Xuanmen.

Luo Qinghan asked calmly: “Listening to Yang Kaiguang, you are a member of the Xuanmen. Are you serious about this?”

“Of course it’s true. The scheming skills of Poor Dao were all learned from Xuanmen.”

“Then do you know the name of the master Xuanmen?”

Qianshan Layman showed an inscrutable expression: “The poor Dao naturally knows it, but Xuanmen has always avoided the world, and the master never shows up in front of outsiders. The old man has repeatedly told us, the younger generation, not to disclose his old man’s affairs to outsiders.”

Luo Qinghan asked, “Are you unwilling to say it? Still don’t know at all?”

“This young man, what the poor Dao said is true, and I hope that the young man will not be difficult for the strong.”