Chu Ling opened her mouth and closed it again.

She wanted to say that the Fa Kong she knew was not so compassionate or kind-hearted.

Seeing the drought like this, he took many risks and prayed for rain regardless, sacrificing himself for the people and the world.

it's out of the question.

But she thought about it and decided not to damage Fa Kong's status in the heart of the imperial grandmother, lest the imperial grandmother would stop her from playing in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple once she was disappointed.

She was extremely curious about this matter.

What are the benefits of casting the cloud-making rain spell on Fakong?

For Fakong, there is no complete benefit, and he will never do this at the risk of deepening the fear of the ministers in the court.

The benefits must be great.

Is it beneficial to his cultivation?

Presumably so.

She was extremely smart and understood Fa Kong well, so she made a rough guess about the matter. Because she didn't understand the indestructible power of the Vajra, she couldn't guess the merits.

But there is a vague guess that it may be related to merit.

She thinks merit is saving people.

This is also the unanimous view of the world. They believe that merit means saving and helping others, building bridges and roads, and being charitable.

Fa Kong was sitting at the stone table, his eyes flashing with golden light. When he saw the situation here, he shook his head and smiled.

This move was just to inoculate the emperor and the empress dowager in advance to resolve the seeds of doubt planted by King Duan.

It is not easy to really dispel the emperor's doubts.

This is where the viciousness of this move lies.

More similar to conspiracy.

You clearly know it's a pit, but you can't avoid it.

If Chu Ling can really avoid suspicion and never come to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, then he can indeed crack this trick.

But Chu Ling's temper will not be affected at all and will definitely continue to come back.

Then you can only find a way to avoid suspicion.

You should try to run outside as much as possible and spend less time in the inner courtyard of Vajra Temple.

This is only treating the symptoms but not the root cause, and it is difficult to eradicate the credibility of this rumor.

When Chu Ling appeared, the entire outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple became lively. Without her appearance, it seemed much deserted. Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu both liked her very much.

Fakong didn't want to really take Chu Ling away because of a rumor.

Or think of recruiting him elsewhere.

We must first attack the people and deal with King Duan before he makes this move.

Thinking of this, a strong fighting spirit suddenly surged in his heart. It was the first time since he came to this world that he had such a passionate fighting spirit.

When he killed Gu Xinxian in the past, he never had such a strong fighting spirit.

While he was thinking about it, Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash and said with a triumphant smile: "Abbott, you succeeded."

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang took out a thick booklet from his arms and handed it to Fakong: "This is it."

Fakong took it and opened it, glanced at it, and shook his head.

Lin Feiyang hurriedly asked: "Isn't it right?"

"It's time for you to practice your handwriting."

"Hey, practicing calligraphy is too troublesome, so forget it. I might as well study a dish if I have this time."

"...The words you wrote are so difficult for most people to understand. I need to copy them again, Qingluo."

His voice directly reached Tayuan and rang in Xu Qingluo's ears.

Xu Qingluo stopped her movements and floated over lightly: "What are your instructions, master?"

"Copy this roster carefully." Fakong handed the thick booklet to Xu Qingluo.

"Okay." Xu Qingluo took it, turned over the letter, and looked at Lin Feiyang in surprise: "Uncle Lin, did you write this? Who are these names?"

Lin Feiyang immediately puffed up his chest and said with a smile: "Xiao Qingluo, this time is very thrilling."

"Come on, tell me." Xu Qingluo perked up and asked curiously.

Lin Feiyang was very excited and his eyes were shining: "This is the roster of the Southern Supervisory Department. All the worshipers and powerful masters are on it. It is placed in Prince Duan's study, the study of the prince's palace. It is not ordinary strict.

"

Xu Qingluo hurriedly asked: "What kind of strict method?"

"Twelve hours a day, there are people strictly guarding it at all times, and no one will be allowed to sneak in."

"Why don't we let Uncle Lin sneak in?"

"Hey, who am I? How can I compare with them?" Lin Feiyang was so proud that he wanted to push his head back and said with a smile: "I just walked past them in such a swagger, walked into the study, and then took this

roster, and then walk away."

"After taking it back, you copied it once and then put it back?" Xu Qingluo laughed and said, "Are you arrogant?"

"...Absolutely." Lin Feiyang said: "I copied it in his other room, and put it back without anyone noticing, making sure he didn't notice anything unusual."

Fakong's eyes were slightly yellow at this time. He looked in the direction of Prince Duan's Mansion and found that Prince Duan had just gotten up and was moving his body.

After a set of boxing exercises, he washed up and came to the study.

As soon as he stepped into the study room, he frowned.

He glanced left and right, stepped out of the study, then turned around and came back in, frowning and looking around.

He slowly sat down at the table, then quickly glanced at the books and folders on the table, finally took out the key, opened a drawer, took out the roster and looked at it.

Seeing that the roster was still there, and that even a single hair pressed into the roster was still there, I was completely relieved.

Even if someone comes into this study, as long as the register is not lost, it is not a big loss.

He put the roster back into the drawer, locked it again, then looked around with a sullen face, always feeling that something was not right.

Even though Lin Feiyang had restored everything to its original state and didn't move anything. He only opened the lock with a magical technique and took out the roster without touching any other parts, but he still felt that something was wrong.

——

Fakong withdrew his gaze and said softly: "This Prince Duan is really powerful. He should have noticed it, but he couldn't find a flaw."

Lin Feiyang patted his chest and smiled proudly: "Flaw, how can we find a flaw? His little tricks are not worth mentioning. I am tired of them."

Fakong laughed.

Lin Feiyang said: "Abbott, don't you believe it? His methods are too ordinary. A hair is stuck in the register, a hair is stuck in the drawer, and a leaf is pressed under the register, etc. They are all extremely cliché."

Fakong smiled and said: "The more old-fashioned the method is, the more effective it is."

"It's useless." Lin Feiyang said proudly, "I still stole his roster without anyone noticing."

Only then did Xu Qingluo know the origin of this list, and said with emotion: "Uncle Lin, you are really amazing, Prince Duan's Mansion, Sizheng of the Southern Supervision Department!"

Lin Feiyang smiled proudly, but acted modestly.

Fakong said: "Go and copy this list."

"Yes, Master." Xu Qingluo agreed. Before leaving, she rolled her big eyes and said with a smile, "Master, are you going to trade with this roster?"

Fakong looked at her.

"Hehe, I guess it's a deal with Sister Li, right?"

"Go quickly!"

"yes."

Xu Qingluo knew she had guessed correctly.

Fa Kong looked at Xu Qingluo's back and shook his head secretly.

This apprentice is indeed too smart and can easily go astray. He still needs to keep a close eye on him and correct him at any time.

——

"Hey, have you heard about it?"

"What did you hear?"

In Guanyun Tower, Fakong did not come over for breakfast today, and the number of people in Guanyun Tower was not less than usual.

People gathered together and talked lively.

"Master Fakong's rain praying ceremony will begin tomorrow!"
To be continued...