Medicinal Immortal

"Come in." Tangning's sleepy voice came from the room.

Qi Mufeng opened the door and went in. Seeing that he had already washed himself, he was sitting at the table and poured a glass of water to drink. Then he walked forward and said: "Master, I went to find the underground forces in this city yesterday and used some Lingshi, I learned that the place where the fake monk went was one of the power’s properties. The fake monk couldn’t find a figure because he was arrested by them. I talked to them and they said today You can bring people to us and let us pass by at noon."

"Yeah." Tangning replied, and the two of them had a conversation. When they went out, they saw that the monk next door had also opened the door.

"Amitabha Buddha, the two benefactors are early." The old monk folded his hands and bowed to them.

"Let's go downstairs for breakfast! Let me tell you something by the way." Tangning said, and walked downstairs.

Let Xiao Er have breakfast. There were a few vegetarian and a few meaty ones. The people in the inn saw a few monks sitting there eating breakfast, and looked at them with gaze from time to time.

"Don’t worry about the disciples in the dungeon. They will have nothing to do. As for the fake monk who stole things and went to the fireworks field, we already have clues. If there is no accident, we can deal with the matter within two days. Okay." Tangning briefly told them.

Upon hearing this, the two monks showed surprises on their faces, and thanked Tangning, "Thank you, Donor Tang."

"We are going out in a while, you can rest in the inn if you have nothing to do!"

"Okay, let's listen to Donor Tang." The two said.

Tang Ning nodded, talked to them again, and after breakfast, he left the inn with Qi Mufeng.

The two of them came to a shop selling weapons. Someone greeted them. After seeing Qi Mufeng, they led them to the back, through the shop, and came to a courtyard behind.

A middle-aged man walked out, Qi Mufeng saw him, then bowed to him, and asked, "In charge, who do we want?"

After taking a look at Qi Mufeng, the middle-aged man looked at the kid next to him and said, "Little son, my son wants to see you, please come with me."

Tangning raised her brows slightly and asked, "Who is your son?"

"Didn't you say that people who came here would take us away? Why do you still see your son?" Qi Mufeng said, glanced at the middle-aged man, and said: "I will go with my son."

"My son is the master of the photo studio, known as son Lin." The middle-aged man replied respectfully, and did not despise him because he was a child. As for the praying wind on the side, he ignored him.

"Little son, please." He turned sideways slightly, making a please gesture.

Tangning stepped forward, and Qi Mufeng behind wanted to keep up, so she was stopped by the middle-aged man: "Your Excellency, wait here!" As soon as her voice fell, she followed Tangning to the back.

The middle-aged man led Tangning to the back of the courtyard. When he came to the back, he saw a man with silver hair trimming the branches and leaves in the courtyard.

The man has silver hair and is dressed in purple clothes. His profile is astonishing as a heavenly man. He is trimming the leaves of the flowers and plants in front of him with scissors in his hand, exuding an elegant and noble breath in every move.

Just as she was slightly surprised that she would see such a character here, a leaf slammed towards her.