I don't want to go home

The wind blowing on the grass on the mountain naturally could not escape the eyes and ears of judge Cao and he tu. Although Guo longque didn't talk to the two of them seriously, the two of them were well aware of the situation.

Things were bad.

He had never expected that the little Daoist priest would have such a background. It was said that his master and the chief head had a close relationship. This time, broken stele mountain had killed someone else's disciple, so they had to give an explanation.

"I should have expected this."

Judge Cao held his forehead with his hand, his face solemn.

"That little Daoist has such high cultivation at such a young age, how can his sect be easy to deal with? Now that shizun is going to start investigating this matter, what should we do now?"

"Commander Cao, there's no need to panic. We've done this flawlessly. Even if master has some doubts, what can he find out? They can't pin any crimes on us." He tu consoled.