On this day, Jianchou did not speak to Xie Buchen.
After all, it was still daytime, with many people around and nothing much to talk about between them.
Jianchou didn't think she needed to go up and ask whether Xie Buchen had done it, because she had already made up her mind; Xie Buchen also didn't think there was anything he needed to explain to Jianchou, because this matter had nothing to do with her.
After all, they just seem to be in the same industry, but they are actually unrelated.
As long as what one person does does not affect the other person, then it has nothing to do with the other person. Just like Jianchou killed Master Hongren, and Xie Buchen slaughtered the disciples of Xueyu.
She just stared at Xie Buchen for about three breaths and then turned away.
Sangyang Meiduo and other girls had never seen such a scene before. Dozens of corpses were lying on the ground, and they were all monks from the Snowland. How could they bear it
As soon as I saw it, I was frightened out of my wits.
With such a big incident happening, the faces of the several masters who came to check it out were filled with solemnity.
Seeing that more and more people gathered around to watch, their faces turned cold and they just ordered everyone to disperse and not to go out without permission.
As a result, everyone was intimidated by their majesty and hurriedly dispersed.
But discussion is inevitable.
All the way back to my residence, I could hear all kinds of fear and speculation passing by.
"Do you think it was the guy in the legend a while ago who did it?"
"What is that? You are so bold to say that!"
"Yes, yes..."
"That's not necessarily true. What if it's the witch down the mountain these days?"
"Banshee?"
"Yes, haven't you heard about it? She's near our holy mountain. I heard she's been around for a while. She's wearing a moon-white robe and looks very beautiful. But she comes and goes without a trace. No one can see her. Some people say that everyone who saw her is dead. Anyway, many people have died at the foot of the mountain, including several monks."
"I've heard of this, but it's not that exaggerated."
"Yeah, how many people did that witch kill? This time, there were more than 40 people, even Master Hongren was not spared. I don't think it's possible."
"Oh, it's really scary. I don't know when we can find out the clues."
…
Jianchou listened to all kinds of reliable and unreliable inferences along the way, but he felt an unspeakable irony in his heart. He just thought that Xie Buchen played this trick very well.
Killing Master Hongren is just one person. Even if there is an idea of framing the "God Shao Ji", how much effect will it have
But if you kill forty of them, the effect will be different.
They were all young disciples, in large numbers, and their causes of death were similar. Why would they all suspect the being who gave them the power
So, suspicion arose.
But even the Snow Region might not have the strength to fight against this god, let alone at this time when a storm is about to come.
Even if there are doubts, they dare not raise them and will just suppress them.
In this way, a crack quietly appeared on the nearly perfect eggshell. No one knows what role this crack will play at some point in the future, but Jianchou believes...
With Xie Buchen's ability, this move will surely be of great use in the future.
After all, he knows human hearts and human nature too well.
After returning to his residence, Jianchou went back to his room and meditated.
At dusk, a monk came to deliver a message and brought special clothes that Mingfei would need for the initiation ceremony, asking her to go to Master Hongren that night.
Almost at the same time, Dharma King Baojing also came out of retreat and specifically asked Sang Yang to go there tonight.
The round-faced girl was the one with the purest thoughts among all the people. When she heard that the person who was going to give her an initiation was actually Dharma King Baojing, she blushed with joy and attracted many admiring glances from others.
In this way, people pay less attention to sadness.
Only Mei Duo, who had spoken a few words to her in front of the holy lake that day, stood in the corner and looked at her with some confusion.
Jianchou's uncooperative attitude was very obvious throughout the journey.
Moreover, the good-looking Master Huaijie seemed to be in love with her and took good care of her during his stay. But now she has to serve Master Hongren, how does she feel
Meiduo's eyes were filled with hesitation and confusion, which Jianchou naturally sensed, but she did not explain much to the girl. She just took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and quietly handed her a jade slip.
"Just hide it and don't let anyone know."
The jade slip felt warm to the touch, and almost the moment I touched it, the contents written inside flooded into my mind.
Meiduo opened her eyes wide in surprise, as if she had encountered something incredible, and wanted to say something, but Jianchou just made a hushing gesture to her and returned to his room.
Outside the house, Mei Duo stood stupidly for a while holding the jade slip, until someone called her, then she ran away in a hurry.
By this time, the sky had completely darkened.
A touch of intoxicating red clouds hangs on the horizon of the snowy land, but from the top of the temple, the sunset glow is all below the temple. Such a high and lofty view will give anyone a sense of freedom as if they are at the top of the world.
Jianchou is no exception.
When the time came, she had already put on the clothes she would wear tonight. The thick fabric was embroidered with various bright patterns, and a string of small agate beads hung around her fair neck.
Moga, who was originally in charge of this matter, died, and the one who came to pick her up was another little wizard she had never seen before.
Under the cover of night, they came out of the consort’s western residence, passed through the empty, moonlit square, crossed the Master’s Hall, and arrived at the monastery where the masters lived in the rear.
Master Hongren achieved a breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage a hundred years ago and has now reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage.
The place where he lived was not far from the only master Hongren who had an accident last night. When Jianchou was led through the monastery, he even passed by the outside of the yard.
Less than half a minute later, the young wizard lowered his head and said, "Yes, you can go in."
When she murdered someone last night, she teleported into the house and didn't take a close look at what the monastery looked like.
Now that I had walked in, I took this opportunity to take a look around. It was clean, with not even much moss growing in the cracks of the floor. There were all kinds of fierce Buddha statues painted on the walls, and all kinds of patterns unique to Tantric Buddhism carved on the ground. Seven steps led to the house.
As soon as Jianchou walked downstairs, he saw Xie Buchen.
Strictly speaking, it was not a room, but more like a smaller hall.
The two doors were wide open facing outwards, but the space in the middle was separated by a yellow opaque curtain so that people outside could not see what was inside at a glance.
Xie Buchen was wearing a crimson monk's robe and sitting cross-legged in front of the yellow curtain.
At this moment, everyone who saw him thought he was "Huaijie".
With legs crossed, her long fingers formed the lotus seal and rested lightly on her knees.
Perhaps it was because of the situation, or perhaps it was because of his sitting posture, his originally cold facial features were filled with a vague solemnity, just like this snowy temple, giving people a sense of superiority and indifference.
The deep eyes were somewhat obscured by the drooped eyelids and could not be seen clearly.
Jianchou walked towards him step by step from behind and passed by him.
At this moment, a slight fluctuation flashed in his dark eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well, and he raised his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to look over.
But when he looked over, he saw only a piece of brightly colored clothing passing by him.
So this scene strangely overlapped with the scene of that year.
She fell in a pool of blood and stretched out her hand towards him, as if she wanted to keep him, or to ask him something. But in the end, he turned around and left with the sword in hand.
All that was left for her was a piece of clothing that she couldn't grab.
Jianchou didn't look back at Xie Buchen on purpose. After all, the two of them had already discussed the plan for tonight. As for how to do it, there was no need to worry about it.
The two men's ability to act according to circumstances was first-rate, so there was really no need to discuss further.
So she didn't see Xie Buchen's expression, or perhaps even if she saw it she couldn't guess it, so she just stared at the tall yellow curtain and stopped when she was six steps away from it.
"Are you Chagosuba?"
Before Jianchou could speak, a voice came from behind the curtain. It sounded a bit old and frivolous. It should be Moga's master, Master Hongren.
Jianchou didn't make any more expressions, but just responded calmly: "Yes."
"Today, I will preside over the initiation ceremony for Huaijie. I heard that you have a close relationship with him, so I am especially kind and have chosen you to be the consort for this initiation ceremony."
Hongren did not come out. Although he said this, there was a hint of sarcasm and complacency in his voice.
"The time is almost up. I'm sure Huaijie can't wait any longer. Please come in."
"… yes."
Jianchou was not a fool, how could he not hear the implication of Hongren's words? He felt that this Master Hongren was stupid and vicious, so he paused for a moment before replying and walking inside.
But to Hongren's ears, this pause sounded normal.
On the contrary, if Jianchou didn't react at all, he would be suspicious. Now that he has this reaction, it means that he is not particularly stupid, but he didn't get angry, so he would be patient if he knew the situation.
So the gaze followed the shadow outside the curtain.
After a few steps, Jianchou had already walked around the curtain.
The figure that had previously appeared blurry under the curtain suddenly became clear.
At this moment, Master Hongren’s eyes almost popped out. Even though he had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, his usually smooth breathing became a little disordered.
The clothes of the Snow Region are not as good as those of the Central Region, but they are brighter.
But even such a bright red color could not cover up the graceful figure of the woman in front of him. The brightly colored dress only made her face look as white as jade, and her facial features were extremely beautiful. She seemed gentle, but also had a kind of frosty beauty.
The whole person walked in gracefully, as if he had walked down from the fairy pond of Yaotai!
Chagosuba, snow lotus.
Really as the name suggests...
Master Hongren once thought that this woman must be very beautiful, but he never imagined that this name would be so appropriate for this woman.
And this bone...
It can only be described with one word: "good"!
Hongren had been practicing for a long time and looked a little old. His eyebrows pressed down his eyes, giving people a dejected feeling.
Ever since he entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he reached a bottleneck.
He had no experience in cultivation, and could not find a better Buddha Mother to cultivate with. That was why he was so bold this time and intercepted the Ming Fei given to the Dharma King Baojing!
If there were any worries or doubts before, the moment I saw "Chagosuba", all the worries and doubts were thrown behind me!
With a concubine with such a strong character, there is no need to worry about any bottlenecks!
Not to mention that King Baojing is seriously injured now. As long as he breaks through, it will not be so easy for the other party to deal with him. It would be fine if he didn't know. If he knew, he would probably suffer the loss in silence!
Hongren's mind was already burning with heat, and his eyes were filled with intense greed. He actually laughed out loud three times with joy, and directly stretched out his hand to grab Jianchou!
"Come, I will give you an initiation!"
Initiation
Jianchou smiled.
She had already stopped and saw the other party reaching out to grab her. She didn't even try to dodge and let the other party's dry hand fall on her shoulder.
Hongren only felt that her smile seemed a little strange, but at this time his hand had already fallen on her shoulder. Good things were right in front of him, so how could he have time to think more
He exerted force with his hands and tried to grab Jianchou and bring him to his side.
But what surprised him was that he couldn't move it at all!
Jianchou was standing right in front of him, looking tall and slender, but like a stone, not moving at all!
He hadn't reacted yet and just suspected that it was his illusion, so he put more strength in his hands and grabbed Jianchou's shoulders to pull him towards him.
But he still didn't move even a little bit!
At this moment, Hongren's previously heated head finally felt like a basin of cold water was poured down on him, chilling him from the top of his head to the soles of his feet!
Jianchou sighed lightly: "If you are so stupid, why are you still alive?"