Fa Kong looked at him quietly.

He also looked at Fakong.

As if he was sure that Fa Kong couldn't see him, he was unscrupulous and unprepared.

Fakong smiled: "Who are you, Your Excellency?"

"..." The middle-aged man's face changed slightly.

Fakong found it strange that his expression was too shocked, as if it was incredible that he could see him.

He couldn't help but laugh and said: "I came here late at night, what's the point of doing it?"

"..." The middle-aged man took two steps slightly.

Fakong smiled and shook his head, and looked over: "In that case, please do so."

"...can you see me?" The middle-aged man's voice was very magnetic.

"Why can't you see it?"

"...No." The middle-aged man frowned and stared at him, looked Fakong up and down, and shook his head: "It shouldn't be."

"Should I not be able to see you?" Fakong said with a smile: "Are you using some wonderful secret technique to hide your body from others?"

"It shouldn't be." The middle-aged man shook his head, still feeling incredible.

He had never encountered such a situation so far. His body suddenly slipped and disappeared like a shadow passing over the wall.

Fa Kong watched him disappear on the wall, shaking his head and laughing.

This guy is really interesting.

But he doesn't look like a royal guard, more like a bad guest.

But the bad guest is also the bad guest of the palace and has nothing to do with him.

His mission was only to save Xu Miaoru, cure Xu Miaoru completely, and return to the Snow Mountain without any worries.

Thinking of this, he turned around to enter the house.

He took two steps and then stopped.

He stopped there for a few seconds and shook his head helplessly.

The obsessive-compulsive disorder strikes again.

When sending Buddha to the west, since we want to save Xu Miaoru, we must not allow any accident to happen to Xu Miaoru, and we must not give up halfway.

He pushed the door open and walked out of the small courtyard, slowly walking towards the back garden.

Think about it while walking.

This middle-aged man let him go, probably because he didn't seem to have any cultivation skills, but he didn't kill him to silence him, so he didn't seem to be a vicious person.

But in this world, not all those who do bad things are evil people.

He looked slow and leisurely, but in fact he was extremely fast and arrived at Jinghu Lake in the blink of an eye.

Enter a small pavilion on the lake, sit in the pavilion and quietly admire the bright moon in the sky.

There are guards hiding in the dark on all sides of the back garden, some hidden in the woods, and some hidden under the flower beds.

It is said to be very safe.

But if you have obsessive-compulsive disorder, you will feel restless if you don't come and take a look.

The plump and graceful maid Xiao Tao walked out of a waterside pavilion lightly, holding a plate in her hand. There were two plates of fruit snacks, two plates of side dishes, a pot of wine and a wine glass.

The emptiness of the Dharma combines with the tithe.

Xiao Tao smiled sweetly, twisted her waist, turned and left.

Fakong poured himself a glass of wine. It had a mellow and fragrant taste. It was really a fine wine.

After drinking two glasses of wine, he spotted the middle-aged man walking slowly along the edge of the woods.

He stood on the edge of the woods, looking over here from a distance, but did not get close to Jinghu Lake.

There is a flowerbed between the pure lake and the woods, and the waist-high flowerbed is blooming with flowers.

Under the moonlight, dozens of flowers vie for beauty.

The night breeze blows gently.

The fragrance of flowers is subtle.

Fakong glanced at him, smiled and raised his glass.

The palace is worthy of being a palace.

Even the inside and outside of King Xin's palace are simple and not luxurious.

You can see the difference by looking at its usage.

Fruits and wine are treasures that are difficult to buy outside.

Fa Kong shook his head.

The Vajra Temple still leaves a lot to be desired.

It seems that we need to plant some fruits in the medicinal valley, fruits of good quality.

Other monks want to isolate themselves from the temptation of these desires in order to free themselves from troubles, the most fundamental of which is the suffering of life and death.

But I don’t have this greatest pain.

Therefore, my path to practicing Buddhism is different from that of other monks, and there is no need to keep the precepts like them.

Just enjoy life and enjoy this beautiful world.

The dark clouds moved lightly and suddenly covered the bright moon.

Suddenly the world went dark.

Fa Kong saw the middle-aged man who was standing quietly suddenly slip and slide silently in the shadows to the corridor on the lake.

Fakong sighed and faintly uttered one word: "Ding".

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped in place.

He stepped out with one foot, stopped in mid-air, and was immediately frozen, as motionless as a statue.

He couldn't even move his eyes. He couldn't open his eyes wide even if he wanted to. He just stared at Fa Kong blankly.

Fakong shook his head slightly and gave him a wink.

When the glass of wine was finished, the middle-aged man resumed his activities. His expression changed slightly and he stared at Fa Kong.

Fakong raised his wine glass coolly, saluted him, and then took a sip, showing a look of enjoyment.

The middle-aged man's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he stared at Fakong.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

At this time, the dark clouds passed and the moonlight shone again.

The middle-aged man suddenly turned around and walked away, exiting the corridor. When he left the Jinghu Lake, his figure appeared in the moonlight.

The sound of clothes flying around was immediately heard.

The middle-aged man suddenly accelerated and entered the woods again.

Fakong saw several figures emerging from the darkness, chasing towards the woods, and then there was no movement.

After taking a few breaths, a group of guards appeared quietly, silently surrounding the forest and not coming forward to disturb Fakong in the small pavilion.

Fa Kong watched them surround the woods so tightly that no water could get in, and he shook his head secretly.

The reactions of these guards were not unpleasant, but the middle-aged man had already left.

He seems to be able to walk in the shadows without being noticed.

It's just that I have been in a state of blessing from the Medicine Buddha statue, my mind is clear, and I will not be deceived by him.

Is this an assassin?

After struggling for a while, the guards dispersed. From the beginning to the end, apart from the sound of clothes flying, no sound was made.

It's like a silent world.

Fakong smiled and looked to the west in the direction of the waterside pavilion.

The door of the west waterside pavilion opened, and King Xin and Xu Miaoru came out together and came to Fakong.

Xin Wang Heshi: "Master Fakong."

Fakong stood up and returned the courtesy.

"Thank you, Master." Xin Wang said.

If it weren't for Fakong, he wouldn't have been able to discover the assassin. It was really a weird secret technique.

Fakong smiled: "How can a mere assassin get close to the prince? A poor monk is too troublesome."
To be continued...