Chapter 1284: I know who the real ghost is

Ling Luoyu still wanted to shirk, but Qing Yusu had already pushed her towards the door.
"Let's go, when you get there, you know it's appropriate and inappropriate!"
"It's not... Green Villa Master, it's really inappropriate, I don't know them well..."
"What are you afraid of not being familiar with? They are all young people, and they are familiar with them when they talk together..."
"Not..."
Seeing Ling Luoyu being shoved away, Feng Chenglin and the others also wanted to keep up, but Zhong Chengli was blocked.
"Sorry, everyone, for welcoming the relatives, Sect Master Ling is enough!"
Feng Chenglin and others looked at each other, frowning slightly.
"why?"
Speaking of which, the three of them are also small fresh meat, why is Ling Luoyu suitable? !
Feng Chenglin is unhappy.
"Three League Masters, do you think our three are not enough?! He is the Sect Master, I still..."
After hesitating, he pursed his lips unwillingly.
"The mercenary union...then what..."
Zhong Chengli leaned into Feng Chenglin's ear and chuckled.
"Feng Chenglin, you know Mr. Ling about your identity, but I also know... I know who the real ghost is!!"
He patted Feng Chenglin's chest, ignoring his stunned eyes, and lowered his voice meaningfully.
"But don't worry, I won't tell anyone! You know Mr. Ling about this matter!!"
He suddenly raised his hand and raised his voice.
"Everyone, please sit down, there are still many things I need to deal with at the wedding banquet, so I have to leave for a while, and I won't sit here with you!"
"Send the three leaders!"
"Three leaders go slowly!"
"..."
Bei Gong Yanshang watched Zhong Chengli leave suspiciously, and then looked at Feng Chenglin's expression.
"Fat man, has something happened?!"
Feng Chenglin's eyes trembled suddenly, and he looked at Zhong Chengli's back for a long time before sitting down.
"No!"
How did Zhong Chengli know about his identity? !

Inside the villa.
After leaving the Baiyun Temple, Qingyusu leads the way and walks through the garden to the bamboo forest.
The bamboo in the bamboo forest is as thick as a child's arm, and the branches, leaves and branches rub against each other, making a "rustle".
Ling Luoyu glanced towards the surroundings.
There are not half of the Ming attendants, but no less than a hundred secret whistles.
What secrets are hidden in this place? !
Since Qingyusu entered the garden, there was no more words.
He has been walking in front in silence, his breath is quite depressed, he has no son to welcome his relatives, and he has upgraded his joy of being a father-in-law.
Qing Yusu did not speak, and Ling Luoyu also pretended not to know, but silently followed him behind him, secretly guarding.
Halfway through the journey, Qingyusu suddenly stopped.
"Sect Master Ling, do you have something to say?!"
Ling Luoyu tilted his head slightly, looked at his back with evil eyes, and immediately looked around.
"Say what?!"
"About this bamboo forest... doesn't Sect Master Ling have anything to say?!"
Qing Yusu turned around slowly, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a stranger, how could there be the kind of enthusiasm just now.
Ling Luoyu was vigilant, and his eyes narrowed.
"I don't know what Qingzhuang Master wants to hear?"
"Anything is okay, as long as it is what Sect Master Ling said, it will do!"
The evil smile raised his lips, and Ling Luoyu's eyes flicked around.
"On my left, there are twenty-five guards, and twenty-eight on the right! As for why there are three more people on the right, it's probably because their cultivation is slightly worse than those on the left! Because there are only five on the left. Fame is above the five layers of Qi!"