Whether Chuzheng is a dark magician or not, the four elders are not convinced.
"That guy named Chuzheng, is he a dark magician?"
"Ye Shuliang told us before..."
"Don't mention Ye Shuliang, who knows what he thought at the time, maybe it was to disturb our sight."
"Okay, let's not talk about Ye Shuliang. Then the eldest princess said the same this time..."
"Isn't there a witness at the mass grave before? The one named... Fu Yu, call him to ask."
When Fu Yu was called over, he was apprehensive and at a loss.
He has been in the temple for so long, and he has seen these elders for the first time, and he does not know why he is called now.
The four elders sat in the elders hall.
"Fu Yu has met four elders."
"No gift." The elder raised his hand: "Don't be nervous, I called you here today, just wanted to ask you a few questions."
Fu Yu: "..." I'm so nervous!
Could it be a trivial matter to call him here
"You were also in the mass grave before?"
Fu Yu nodded: "In..."
"You must know the situation at that time, and you can repeat it to us carefully."
How could Fu Yu dare to say no.
He has repeated it several times before, and now he only needs to repeat it as before.
Fu Yu didn't tell the truth at all, omitting a lot of things about Chuzheng.
What he couldn't explain later, he directly said that he was stunned at the time, and when he woke up, the priest was already there.
The four elders frowned.
"Then have you seen that girl Chuzheng using dark magic?"
The hair on Fu Yu's back suddenly stood upside down, and his scalp was numb.
Why would you ask this all of a sudden!
"Fu Yu?"
"No... No." Fu Yu forced himself to calm down.
"No?" The coercion on the elders instantly rolled over: "Fu Yu, don't lie, is she a dark magician?"
Fu Yu was suffering both physically and mentally, and took a deep breath: "No."
The hall suddenly became quiet.
Fu Yu's legs were trembling, and he lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.
Just when Fu Yu couldn't hold on any longer, the pressure on his body loosened.
"Let's go back."
Fu Yu immediately saluted, turned and ran out of the hall, until he ran far away, Fu Yu sat on the ground and couldn't get up.
frightened him.
"Fu Yu, what are you doing?"
Fu Yu was startled by the sudden voice.
"Nine... Master Jiuqu." Fu Yu swallowed, "Why are you walking silently?"
Doesn't he have a bell on him? You can hear that from far away.
Why didn't I hear it myself!
Jiuqu pouted: "What are you doing here?"
"You..." Fu Yu turned around and looked around, seeing no one, grabbing Jiuqu's arm: "Go and tell Chuzheng, the four elders just asked me to ask if she is a dark magician."
Jiuqu frowned: "What did you say?"
"How dare I talk nonsense, oh, you don't know, the aura of those elders is too scary! Eh... How did you go?"
Fu Yu stared at Jiuqu's ankle, the bell on it did not make a sound...
Is this still controllable
Fu Yu scratched his head suspiciously, looked around, felt unsafe in his heart, and left quickly.
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"Princess."
Liang Shuxue was stopped by Jiuqu.
"Master Jiuqu." Liang Shuxue was not polite, but held the air of a high princess: "Is there something wrong?"
"Eldest Princess, at the master's order, I will send you back to the palace."
The expression on Liang Shuxue's face couldn't be hung up for a moment.
"what do you mean?"
Jiuqu explained neither humble nor arrogant: "The master said that your status is noble and you are not suitable to be a small disciple in the temple, and ordered me to send you back to the palace."
Arranging Chuzheng girl in front of the elders, isn't this courting death
This huge temple, what does the master want to know, can he hide it
"No... You are talking nonsense. I came in on the basis of my ability, why did you let me go back?" Liang Shuxue said, and her voice became sharp.
"Eldest Princess, the master left you face, and only said that because of the reasons in the palace, you need to go back, instead of being expelled from the temple, please think twice."
Liang Shuxue's face was pale.
She waited for the news from the elder, but instead of waiting for the news of Chuzheng, she waited for the news that the priest was going to expel her from the temple
Even if Liang Shuxue was reluctant, she had to return to the palace in the end.
As Jiuqu said, Lingji is still caring for the face of the royal family and has not expelled her.
If she doesn't leave, she will be expelled from the temple at that time, and it will be her own shame, and it will even affect the entire royal family.
The matter of Liang Shuxue was only known when he was first playing the zither.
"Why did you take her away?"
Chuzheng went to Lingji to explain.
"She said bad things about you." Lingqi was a little angry like a child: "If it wasn't for the royal family, she wouldn't be able to get out of the gate of the temple."
Chuzheng: "… "
If you don't take her away, she really can't get out of the gate of the temple.
Chuzheng couldn't go up or down in one breath.
Said he was reluctant.
So this breath can only be swallowed down.
The good guy card is his own.
To pet.
To pet, to pet... Must pet, only pet.
Chuzheng brainwashed himself, and when he saw the spiritual traces, he felt calm - a hammer!
Chuzheng raised Lingji's chin across the small table, forcing him to look up and kiss him directly.
The incense burnt in the hall, the green smoke curled up, and the fragrance was overflowing.
The small table was pushed aside at some point, and the priest's uniform on Lingji's body was torn apart and spread on the ground in a mess.
When Chuzheng was about to strip off his last clothes, Lingji suddenly regained his senses and breathed slightly: "No... no."
Chuzheng: "Where is it not possible?"
I'm still angry!
What's up with some interest!
You told me no!
The little things are amazing!
"This... This is the temple, it can't be here."
"Aren't we in the temple all the time?"
"..." Embarrassed, he climbed up Lingji's cheek, and his ears were so hot that he seemed to be burning: "This is the main hall of Qingfeng Temple, where the God of Light is enshrined. We can't be here. Let's go back to our room, okay?"
"Not good." Chu Zheng refused.
"Go back to your room, you can do whatever you want, don't be here..."
Lingji took a breath and panicked to push Chuzheng.
"Baby… "
He called her a little uncomfortable, and his reason gradually lost control.
"If the God of Light really exists, he can see it no matter where we are." Chu Zheng whispered in his ear: "So where is it, what's the difference? I'm going to ask you here."
The woman's voice was clear, but it made Lingji's heart feel hot and tremble.
But the last bit of reason that was still struggling told him - no.
Although Chuzheng was right, the God of Light really existed, and there was nothing he couldn't see.
But in his own room, he felt a sense of security in his heart.