MTL - My Girlfriend And I Transmigrated-Chapter 155 banquet

After getting the invitation from the King of Zhenbei, Luo Jing stayed up all night, carefully observing the situation around the residence, trying to find clues that someone was monitoring and following him.

But in the icy cold wind, everything around Luo Jing's residence was as usual, and no one was following him.

With Luo Jing's cultivation in the God-calling realm, if he wanted to track and monitor him without his perception, at least he had to be above the God-calling realm.

But the masters of the God-calling realm are not Chinese cabbage, and they can be regarded as masters of the God-calling realm anywhere.

It was unrealistic to send such a master to monitor Luo Jing.

Luo Jing observed carefully for a long time, but did not find the eyeliner sent by King Zhenbei to follow and monitor him. It seems that King Zhenbei really didn't know his true identity?

Is this invitation really aimed at layman Canglan?

However, Ji Canghu, the old fox, has such a bad reputation in the Central Plains.

Can you use a fake identity to become a writer on the Central Plains forum?

Luo Jing felt a bit outrageous.

No matter how you look at the image of the big sister who is arrogant and arrogant, it is not related to the literati.

It is very similar to the image of the oiran in the story of Wenhao.

Or, there really is a Canglan layman, a great writer, who was killed by Ji Canghu and faked his identity...

I feel like the latter may be much larger.

But can identities be faked, as can handwriting?

Ji Canghu's handwritten letter of introduction, but Canglan's friends think it's fine after reading it...

Luo Jing was at a loss, thinking about how to get away with it.

After going to work the next day, Luo Jing did not decipher the "Magic of the Immortal Dao" as usual, but began to search for information related to Canglan layman in the Tianshu Pavilion.

As a result, Luo Jing really found three collections of poems, one parallel essay, and several commentaries on scriptures written by lay Buddhist Canglan.

As an undergraduate graduate from the liberal arts, although Luo Jing is not very talented, he still has basic writing ability.

Many of the poems in these three collections of poetry may not necessarily be amazing, but they are also considered top-notch and of a very high standard.

As for the parallel essay, it was full of literary talent, and it was quite surprising. Luo Jing was taken aback for a moment.

This layman Canglan does have two brushes.

This made Luo Jing more and more certain that Ji Canghu definitely did not have such literary talent, and most likely killed the lay Buddhist Canglan and pretended to be an identity.

But the handwriting... uh... Maybe Ji Canghu can perfectly imitate other people's handwriting?

This made Luo Jing a little guilty.

At present, it seems that the King of Zhenbei likes Canglan Layman very much.

And this literary man is likely to be slaughtered by Ji Canghu... If the King of Zhenbei knows about this, the fun will be great.

Although the people who know about this at present, it is estimated that only Luo Jing and Ji Canghu are.

When Luo Jing stepped into Yanke's restaurant, he did not see the expected scene.

Originally, Luo Jing thought that a big man like King Zhenbei was hosting a banquet, and the entire Yanke Restaurant should be blocked and guarded by the palace guards. Luo Jing passed through numerous checkpoints to examine and search his whole body, and finally found himself in an absolutely safe and quiet room. I saw the King of Zhenbei.

This is the process Luo Jing expected.

But when he walked outside the gate of Yanke Restaurant, he found that the Yanke Restaurant in front of him was no different from the last time he came.

There are still bright lights, the occasional sound of silk and bamboo from the private room, and the cheerful but unrestrained laughter.

In general, most of the people who come to Yanke Restaurant are self-confident, and few people will let go.

To put it simply, the people who come here are more shameful and have a little more quality in their work.

Looking at the Yanke Restaurant, which was still open for business and had not been blocked at all, Luo Jing was a little stunned.

Did he get the time wrong? Not tonight?

But the steward Ning, whom we met last night, was already waiting outside the door.

Seeing Luo Jing appearing, Steward Ning hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Mr. Yuan, please come this way, Second Young Master has been waiting for a long time..."

Obviously, Luo Jing did nothing wrong, it was indeed a banquet tonight.

But a big man like the dignified King of Zhenbei didn't even show up?

Luo Jing looked around, but did not notice the practitioner's breath.

Not only did they not clear the scene, but they did not even arrange for cultivators to guard them in secret?

Why doesn't this King of Zhenbei travel without any prestige? With this defensive power, are you not afraid of being assassinated?

Or, is there any top expert accompanying King Zhenbei, so he is not worried about being assassinated?

Luo Jing was confused in his heart, followed behind Guanshi Ning, walked through the quiet corridor, and finally came to a courtyard in the depths of Yanke Restaurant.

This should be the private room with the best view and the most expensive in Yanke's restaurant. It's not at the same price as the private room that Luo Jing stayed at last time.

Although it was the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, and the cold wind was blowing outside the window, this room was as warm as spring. The doors and windows are obviously open.

By the window near the lake, a weak man is leaning against the window to read, as if immersed in the world of knowledge.

After Luo Jing stepped in, he suddenly woke up with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Yuan, please take a seat."

The dignified King of Zhenbei did not have the slightest air to face Luo Jing. He was kind and easy-going like a friend of the same generation.

The familiar and gentle smile on the other party's face even gave Luo Jing an illusion, as if the two were old friends they had met a long time ago~www.novelbuddy.com~ Luo Jing felt that it was outrageous, and everything in front of him had a very unreal feeling. Feel.

In a trance, like in a dream.

When he walked out of the door of Yanke's restaurant, it was already dark.

When returning to the remote residence, a girl in a green dress jumped off the beam.

"How is it?" Lu Li asked curiously, "How is the situation tonight?"

It was obvious that Lu Li had been waiting in this room for a long time.

Luo Jing looked at her helplessly, and said, "This is my bedroom, okay? You are elusive every day, please respect my privacy, okay?"

"Jumping off the beam every time... Are you a female ghost?"

Luo Jing was a little embarrassed.

However, Lu Li didn't care about this, and only cared about the banquet tonight.

"How's your chat with King Zhenbei? Has your true identity been revealed?"

"But it shouldn't be exposed. If you are exposed, you won't be able to come back alive... So how about tonight?" Lu Li looked at Luo Jing curiously, and said, "Why do you have a stinky expression? Are you in a bad mood?"

Luo Jing looked at her speechlessly, and said slowly, "Everything is normal, I'm just trying to fool it."

"The King of Zhenbei is indeed here for layman Canglan, but I'm not familiar with layman Canglan, so I didn't chat for too long."

"It just so happened that King Zhenbei received an emergency message and left the venue early. I don't know what the situation is, and it seems to be in a hurry."

"When he left, his face was not very good."

Luo Jing told the truth.

The dinner with King Zhenbei made Luo Jing quite uncomfortable.

After all, he doesn't know much about fake identities, and he can only fool some questions asked by King Zhenbei.