Late at night, Prince Duan's Mansion.
"...What? So it was this guy who assassinated Xiao Qiao?"
Duan Yu was leaning on the bed, his Chinese clothes were slightly loose, and his black hair was flowing down his back like water. He was playing with the green pendant in his hand, with a laid-back look.
"That's true. Although the subordinates don't know why they assassinated, they can be sure that there must be something they want in Gu."
The man in black under the bed knelt on one knee, respectfully
.
"Hmm~~~ Interesting."
Duan Yu snorted lightly, and then seemed to remember something, smiling beautifully.
The man in black's heart trembled secretly, and the bitter water stirred his stomach.
"... Xing Si, you can order down, send ten people to find out the whereabouts of those assassins." Duan Yu turned to face the man in black, "Remember, leave me someone who can talk, a broken arm or a missing leg It doesn't matter."
The man in black bowed his head and took orders.
"By the way, that man named 'Qiao Feng', how did you check?" Duan Yu asked coldly.
"Your Majesty, we have investigated 247 men named 'Qiao Feng' in 16 cities across the country, and none of them have a wolf head tattoo on their chest." The man in black answered truthfully with his hands sweating.
"Oh? Then let's continue to investigate—maybe that Qiao Feng is from the Western Regions, or from the southern border. In short, don't just look at the men from the Central Plains. If you meet the conditions, come to me directly with your head and reward."
Still in that casual tone, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"yes."
The man in black didn't dare to say a word.
a long time.
"Why are you not good enough"
Duan Yu turned his head and looked at the black shadow on the ground in surprise.
"...to my lord, my lord... isn't my lord annoyed that we frightened Gu today, and said that he wants to come back and punish his subordinates? The subordinates dare not resign without authorization..."
The man in black trembled.
Duan Yu's eyes flashed brightly, and he slightly raised his lips: "Ah, you said that..."
Then he smiled lightly: "Xing Si, how long have you been with me, true or false, you still don't know?"
The man in black fell to the ground with a big stone in his heart, and let out a long breath secretly.
"It's just that it's better for her to play japonica, and I will have more fun in the future."
. Duan Yu smiled even more, and spoke softly, "You guys should put more effort into the show, she can be regarded as innocent and interesting." "
The man in black nodded hurriedly.
On the night of the ninth day of May, the moon first witnessed an assassination farce, and then heard the private conversation between the prince and the black guard elite.
wow~~
It burst into tears in the sky.
——What a superb black belly!
In another six days, May 15th is the day when Shi Qingqiao goes out to offer incense and worship Buddha every month.
The day before, Dongxi was feeding Zhang Luo, but he heard Qiao say: "Bring more pastries, we are going out for two or three days this time."
Dong Xi was stunned: "Guanghua Temple is only two incense sticks away from Shangshu Mansion..."
"Who said we're going to Guanghua Temple?" Yan Ran smiled, "We're going to Shangqing Temple."
Shangqing Temple is located on the outskirts of the capital, with a wild crane in the clouds, and the incense is not too strong.
Dongxi didn't understand why she was looking for far away. The Guanghua Temple I used to go to was so good, there were many, there were many maids, there were many sons, and there were a lot of gossip...
Looking back, although his expression was erratic, there were stars in his eyes.
So I didn't dare to feel wronged, and hurried back to prepare to change my clothes.
After half a day of asceticism, I finally arrived at Shangqing Temple.
Dong Xi had never been here before, and from a distance, he felt that although the buildings in the temple garden were a bit dilapidated, they had a rare sense of elegance.
"Let me tell you, there is a fairy living in this temple!"
Protruding out of the sedan chair, he said mysteriously.
Walking outside the courtyard wall, the gate was closed tightly and no one was holding it.
Dongxi had no choice but to knock on the door knocker. After three rings, there was silence.
After waiting for a long time, the door finally "squeaked" open, revealing half of the immature human head
.
"... What's the matter with the benefactor?"
The little monk bowed with one hand, condescending.
"My family came from the capital, sincerely went to your temple to offer incense, and asked the little master to open the door for convenience." Dongxi replied neither humble nor overbearing.
"Amituofo, Shangqing Temple will not accept lay people today, please come back, almsgiver."
The little monk didn't even look at the luxurious sedan chair, put his hands together, and was about to close the door immediately.
"... Bold! My family is the only daughter of the Ministry of Rites, the granddaughter of General Xu Fei, the founding father of the country. Today, I came from afar to offer incense sincerely. How could you just drive me out like this?"
Dong Xi blocked the door that was about to close, with a complexion as if he had swallowed a thousand catties of gunpowder.
The little monk "oh" for a moment, neither surprised nor terrified, calm and calm: "The abbot of this temple just came back from a cloud tour yesterday and is in the process of cleaning up, so the whole temple is closed for seven days - not to mention the daughter of the Shangshu, the Shangshu himself is also gone. "
Wow, what a big tone, no wonder the incense is so low!
Even though Dongxi is a mandarin duck, she has never been so angry. Just about to get angry, she just heard a "呵" in the sedan chair—someone laughed instead of angry.
"So, Master Kongkong is back?"
The voice is soft and sweet, like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.
"This female benefactor, is an old acquaintance with the abbot of this temple?" Hearing her familiar tone, the young monk turned his head to look at the sedan chair.
"It's an old acquaintance... barely." The door curtain was lifted, revealing a delicate and pretty face with a smile on it.
The little monk stared blankly.
"Please tell me, little master, to pass on a message for me—" He lowered his voice suddenly, "Heavenly King Gaidihu!"
The little monk's mouth was in the shape of an "0" and his eyes were like copper bells: "Bao... the pagoda town river demon?"
"Treat monks as warmly as spring!" With a slight smile, the chance of victory is in his hands.
"...Yes, you must treat pork as cruelly and ruthlessly as winter..." The little monk stammered, his face changed drastically
.
"So it's you!" He stepped back and opened the door, muttering to himself, "So it's you..."
"Oh, so the little master has heard of me?"
The interest came, and the smile deepened a little.
The little monk nodded hastily: "I heard that... so you are the 'loquat once in a hundred years' that the master said!"
After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around and quickly notified him.
Staying behind and shouting desperately: "Hey! It's a 'wonderful flower'! It's a 'wonderful flower'!"
Sunset, green trees, sunset glow.
A man in green robe stood at the gate of the main hall of the temple, staring at the north.
Qing Qiao looked at it from a distance for a while, and finally couldn't bear the huge waves churning in her chest, stepped forward, and uttered five words in pain:
"Master—you, you are fat."
The man looked back suddenly, but it was a glutinous old man's face, with a smile like a mountain flower.
"It's good, it's good. If you have a broad heart, you will have no worries, and if you have no worries, you will get fat." Master Kong Kong bowed deeply, "Gu Benefactor, we meet again."
"Amituofo." Qing Qiao imitated the example, clasped his palms together and returned the salute, "We can still meet unexpectedly after five years, who told me to be so predestined with Master?"
When the Shangqing parted, the master was still the fat monk, but the girl had turned into a young girl with a graceful posture.
"Why, Gu benefactor still cannot forget about returning home?" The master shook, "Everything in the world of mortals has a definite order, there is a reason for coming, and there is a reason for leaving. Why should the benefactor insist?"
"Master's words are good, and ordinary people like me don't dare to force them, but—" Qing Qiao smiled softly, raised her left hand high, and slid down her brocade sleeve, revealing half of her tender white lotus root arm.
The wind blows, jingle ding dong.
That silver bracelet dazzles the eye, and the sound is like glass
.
"—But fate just gave me hope."
She stared at the master, her face gradually serious.
"Nine-turn voiceless bell!" Master Kong Kong took a step back in shock, "Why did you carry this sacred relic of the Demon Cult that has been lost for more than 30 years?"
"Didn't the master say it? I am a 'one-in-a-hundred-year rare flower', so it's not surprising that I got it." Qing Qiao smiled mysteriously.
"...So you really found it." The master closed his eyes, looking a little tired, "Or it should be said, it is not necessarily that it found you."
"...Master, please tell me!" Qing Qiao suddenly looked sad, "What are the other three things? 'Heaven, earth, people, and utensils are indispensable.' Now that I have the utensils, how can I find them?" go home?"
As he spoke, the tip of his nose turned red, and the mist in his eyes rose.
"Alas..." the master sighed, his voice was gentle, "Isn't it good to stay here? There will be many people who want you to stay."
"Not good." Qing Qiao wiped her nose and said bitterly, "Master, you are not me, so naturally you won't understand."
joke! Why do those time-traveling girls want to stay in the ancient times to play gg, and they all play happily without thinking about leaving? She really can't understand it.
In her opinion, this wild world has not yet fully evolved—transportation basically depends on making money and communication basically depends on shouting; no planes, no trains; no internet, no computers; no chocolate, no toilet, not even sanitary napkins!
Only she knows how she misses the smoky modern world, as well as her warm parents and friends.
No, I can't think about it anymore, I want to go back, no matter what!
She squeezed her fist secretly.
"...'Heaven' is the emperor's spirit."
The master's voice came from afar, mixed with tedious flavors.
"Emperor Spirit?" Qing Qiao was stunned for a moment, then said cautiously, "Could it be... the emperor's soul?"
Orz, although she really wanted to go home, she never thought of taking human life, especially the dragon life of the emperor
.
"—Emperor Spirit is a thing." Master Kong Kong gave her a white look, "It is a divine weapon that existed when Pangu created the world, and only those with extremely high destiny can carry it by their side."
"What does the Emperor Spirit look like?" Qing Qiao asked urgently, "Who owns it now?"
"I don't know." Master Kong Kong said in a melancholy tone, "Since ancient times, only the owner of the Emperor Spirit has seen its real appearance, and its whereabouts are therefore unknown."
Damn, after a long time, it turns out that I am going to host the "Discovery" channel.
Qing Qiao suddenly drooped her shoulders, looking depressed.
"Auspicious people have their own celestial features." The master hurriedly comforted her, "Didn't I just tell you the five words 'Jiuzhuan Qingyinling'? You found it after all."
After the master mentioned this, recalling the past, she couldn't help but burst into tears—maybe God is really helping her.
"Nine-turn voiceless bell", if she hadn't just heard these five words at the beginning, how could she have rescued Lu Zizheng, whom she had never met before? How could he be willing to be punished by him
Gu Jiaqing Qiao is definitely not a person who is willing to trade at a loss.
"Thank you master, when I find 'sky', I will come to ask you what 'earth' is." With a deep blessing, she immediately turned her head and left.
At the gate of the temple, the girl Dongxi was still waiting anxiously.
By the way, there may be black-clothed dark guards sent by Prince Duan—even though the master is there, they don't want to hear anything.
But Prince Duan Yu... isn't he the brother of the current emperor? A person with an extremely high destiny is likely to appear on his body, maybe the Emperor Spirit is in his hands.
It seems that I should be "nice" to him.
Thinking of this, Qing Qiao pursed her lips and smiled.
"Buddha, do you think it's right or wrong for me to tell her like this?"
Master Kong Kong in the distance looked thoughtfully at the girl's disappearing figure.