The teahouse is in the front yard, and the place where Mrs. Yun packs her things is in the back yard. Although it's not too far away, you can't hear everything.
After all, it was the back house, and Mrs. Yun would not let the two of them follow, as it was not easy for the two of them to trespass.
After waiting for half a cup of tea, Mrs. Yun still did not come out.
The two faintly sensed that something was wrong.
"I'll go and have a look." Gongsun Changli stood up.
Ji Mingxiu clasped his wrist: "I'll go, you wait here."
Gongsun Changli thought for a while, then nodded slightly: "That's fine."
Regarding Qing Yu, a woman in the back house, Gongsun Changli has nothing to do with Mrs. Yun, but Ji Mingxiu, because of Yunzhu's relationship with Yun Qingyi's brother and sister, he can reluctantly be related to Mrs. Yun.
Ji Mingxiu went to the back house.
The back house was empty and eerily quiet.
"Madam Yun, Madam Yun?"
Ji Mingxiu called a few times softly, but did not get a response from Mrs. Yun. Ji Mingxiu instinctively felt something was wrong, and walked quickly up the corridor, looking from room to room.
When he found Mrs. Yun's bedroom, he didn't see Mrs. Yun's shadow, only the jade beads scattered all over the floor.
These are the jade beads on Mrs. Yun's bracelet, each green and round, they can be regarded as the only thing that makes people feel extravagant on this simple woman.
Now, these things are inexplicably scattered all over the place. It is impossible to say that Mrs. Yun did not have an accident.
"What's the matter?" Gongsun Changli only heard Ji Mingxiu calling Mrs. Yun, but didn't wait for Mrs. Laiyun's answer, knowing something was wrong, and walked over without caring about avoiding suspicion.
Ji Mingxiu squatted down, touched the scratches on the floor that were almost invisible to the naked eye, twirled his fingertips, and said, "Yuehua has been here."
Gongsun Changli's eyes turned cold.
After that, the two searched the back house as quickly as possible, and found that all the physical evidence that Mrs. Yun said had been taken away, the physical evidence was gone, and the personal witnesses also disappeared. The current situation is very unfavorable to them.
Even though Yuehua was tied to the same boat as Guardian Lian, he would not be merciful to Mrs. Yun. After all, his own future and status were more important than the life of an irrelevant woman.
Gongsun Changli frowned and said, "Will he kill Mrs. Yun?"
Ji Mingxiu said lightly: "If he wants to kill, he will kill him in the house. If he takes the person away, it means that he doesn't intend to take Madam Yun's life for the time being. He still needs Madam Yun to prove to Guardian Lian that her son is him." died, not that he silenced people."
Gongsun Changli took his words and murmured: "After that... Mrs. Yun will be in danger."
Ji Mingxiu and Gongsun Changli decided to split up.
Since Yuehua's destination is the Holy Cult, then if you follow the destination, you should be able to find Yuehua's trace.
Ji Mingxiu took the water route, and Gongsun Changli took the ladder.
According to Yuehua's situation, it was easier to walk by water, but Yuehua went the other way and took the ladder behind the cliff.
Gongsun Changli caught up with Yuehua in front of the stone bridge, the only way to the ladder.
Mrs. Yun let two dead men with long knives stand on each other's shoulders, all tied up, and something was stuffed in her mouth.
When Mrs. Yun saw Gongsun Changli, she yelled.
The dead man grabbed her, as easily as pulling a little chicken.
But this group of people only had Mrs. Yun in their hands, but they didn't carry any baggage or anything like that.
Gongsun Changli's eyes finally fell on Yuehua's soft and clear face.
Yuehua waved his hand, and someone pushed the wheelchair around. He looked at the cold-looking Gongsun Changli, and the corner of his lips twitched slightly: "It's Changli, why do you want the holy religion?"
Gongsun Changli said calmly: "Let her go."
Yuehua smiled coldly: "Let her go? Do you know who she is?"
Gongsun Changli said: "Anyone is fine, let her go."
Yuehua smiled sarcastically: "You were really bought by Ji? Guardian Lian said that you were close to Ji's family, but I didn't believe it at first... You traitor, you are in vain for the painstaking efforts of the leader. Turn your elbows out and help others to deal with the Holy Cult! Anyway, today I will clean up you, a traitor, for the leader!"
As Yuehua said, she raised her hand and clapped her hands lightly.
The two dead men flew up and attacked Gongsun Changli.
Just because these two dead men were certainly not Gongsun Changli's opponents, and Yuehua didn't really expect to kill him, it was enough to stop him and let him cross the bridge smoothly.
Unexpectedly, Yuehua still underestimated Gongsun Changli's strength, the two of them didn't even touch a piece of Gongsun Changli's clothes, don't be knocked off the cliff by Gongsun Changli.
Yuehua narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Gongsun Changli, are you really going to make trouble this far?"
Gongsun Changli stopped talking nonsense with him, and used his lightness kung fu to fly towards Mrs. Yun.
But just when he was about to grab Mrs. Yun, a cold black shadow suddenly appeared from the entrance of the tunnel, and slapped Gongsun Changli on the shoulder fiercely!
The moment he approached, Gongsun Changli keenly felt a cold poisonous air.
If this poisonous gas enters the body, the consequences will be disastrous.
Gongsun Changli stepped on the big tree and avoided the opponent's attack with a maneuver.
The man's palm landed on the big tree that Gongsun Changli stepped on, and the tree cracked and split in two.
Gongsun Changli landed on the ground, looking at each other with eyes like torches.
What a powerful poison!
The corner of Yuehua's lips twitched: "Stop him, don't let him cross the bridge."
The martial arts of this poisonous body seems to be higher than that of the second senior sister, and the poisonous pill must have formed in his body, but he is not a pure yin body, and the potency of his poisonous pill is not as good as that of Xun Lan and the second senior sister.
But in terms of kung fu, I'm afraid that the sum of several second senior sisters will not be his opponent.
He fought with Gongsun Changli.
Yuehua crossed the bridge triumphantly.
After crossing the bridge, jump down the cave and pass through the tunnel to see the ladder.
Yuehua winked at the dead man.
The dead man hugged Mrs. Yun.
Mrs. Yun struggled, but how could she be an opponent of a dead man? He struggled until his body was covered with bloodstains, but he was still hugged by the dead man and jumped down from the cave.
But what no one expected was that when the dead man and Mrs. Yun were about to land, a dark shadow flew over from the sky at some point, and flew towards them with a whoosh.
Before they had time to react, Mrs. Yun, who was in the dead man's arms, disappeared.
The dead man was taken aback.
The rest of the people were also taken aback.
Yuehua opened her eyes in disbelief, looked at the entrance of the cave, and looked around.
Is he dazzled
Where is Mrs. Yun
What about that shadow just now
Behind Yuehua, a tall shadow enveloped him.
Shadow slowly bent down, leaned into Yuehua's ear, and whispered softly: "Roar~"
Yuehua's eyebrows twitched!
The next second, the ghost king picked up Yuehua's wheelchair.
Yuehua "turned pale": "What are you going to do?"
The Ghost King stuck out his tongue, made a grimace, and gently tipped the wheelchair down.
"ah-"
Yuehua screamed like a pig, and jumped down the cliff.
Afterwards, the ghost king threw those dead men off the cliff one by one.
Poison body... Poison body also wanted to jump off the cliff, but was caught by the ghost king.
The ghost king dug out his poison pill, and then kicked down the cliff.
The ghost king collected the poison pill and went to untie Mrs. Yun.
When it was untied, the mask slipped accidentally.
When Mrs. Yun saw his face, she stared at him, and the next second, she closed her eyes and tilted her head, unconscious.
Not long after, Ji Mingxiu came to find him. He met Yuehua's subordinates on the other side of the waterway and snatched the physical evidence from them.
Ji Mingxiu looked at Gongsun Changli and said, "Your identity has been exposed, don't go to Yunzhong City, follow me back to the palace."
Gongsun Changli lowered his eyes and said, "No need, everyone who saw me has already fallen off the cliff, and my identity cannot be revealed for the time being, so go back."
Ji Mingxiu took a deep look at him: "Are you sure?"
Gongsun Changli nodded: "I still have some things to deal with in Yunzhong City."
"Don't go back to the Holy Church."
"I know."
"Be careful yourself."
"Um."
After that, Gongsun Changli returned to Yunzhong City, and Ji Mingxiu took Mrs. Yun back to the Palace with the Ghost King.
Yunzhu is also back.
Holding Mrs. Yun in his arms, the ghost king strode into Fang Cuiyuan, saw Yunzhu at a glance, and threw Mrs. Yun into Ji Mingxiu's hands without saying a word.
Before Ji Mingxiu realized what was going on, there was a woman in his arms.
Qiao Wei happened to come out of the house...
Qiao Wei narrowed her eyes.
Ji Mingxiu: "..."
…
Leader Qiao carried her to the wing with ease, took her pulse, and checked her body. After making sure that there was nothing serious, it was just a coma caused by excessive fright, she turned her head and looked at Ji Mingxiu indifferently: "Who is she?"
Prime Minister: "Daughter-in-law of Protector Lian."
"Daughter-in-law of Guardian Lian?" Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows strangely, and exchanged glances with Fu Xueyan who entered the room with Yunzhu, "The ghost king's wife?"
The ghost king who had just entered the room had his eyes turned into bull's eyes.
The leader and Yan Feijue also entered the house.
Yunzhu just came back from the Manghuang Mountains, and she still doesn't know what happened. She looked at Qiao Wei in puzzlement and said, "What does the ghost king's wife... mean? Has the ghost king ever married?"
Ghost King: "?!"
Qiao Wei looked at the leader and Yan Feijue: "Mingye and Uncle Yan said that His Royal Highness Ghost King is the son of Guardian Lian, and now Mingxiu says that she is the daughter-in-law of Guardian Lotus, so she is His Royal Highness Ghost King." Wife?"
Yunzhu looked towards the two of them.
The leader looked at the sky with his eyes.
Yan Feijue choked and coughed endlessly.
The ghost king carried the two of them out of the house.
There were hog-killing screams from the backyard.
Qiao Wei couldn't bear to turn her face away.
A quarter of an hour later, the leader and Yan Fei were sitting in the cold wind with bruised noses and swollen faces, crying and shivering.
…
"But then again, if the King of Ghosts has nothing to do with Guardian Lian, why would he steal Guardian Lian's painting?"
In the upper room, after several men left, Qiao Wei expressed her doubts.
Fu Xueyan looked at Yunzhu, then at Qiao Wei, and shook her head slightly.
Qiao Wei stroked her chin and thoughtfully said, "Could it be that there are other people he knows in the portrait?"
Fu Xueyan looked outside the door, pointed to her head, and said in a low voice: "Didn't he smash his brain and not even remember Yao Jun?"
"What about painting?" Qiao Wei asked.
Fu Xueyan took out the scroll and spread it out neatly on the table. Together with Qiao Wei, she opened her eyes wide and studied the painting carefully.
But this painting is really nothing special, and the painting skill is not bad, but Fu Xueyan can easily reach this level, let alone Ji Mingxiu.
Qiao Wei muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why did the ghost king steal this painting? Did he just steal it for fun?"
Fu Xueyan said: "These female disciples are pretty good looking."
Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows: "The male disciple is also good."
"..." Fu Xueyan glanced at Qiao Wei.
Qiao Wei blinked her eyes: "What? He may also like men, didn't you see that he is not interested in women?"
Fu Xueyan choked.
"This one looks good, and this one looks good too... this... this... this..." Qiao Wei stretched out her fingers and pointed at them one by one.
Although he doesn't want to admit it, but in terms of looks, there are indeed several men in the portrait who are more beautiful than the female disciples.
Qiao Wei's eyes fell on the back of a jade tree facing the wind. Although there was only one back, the temperament of the breeze and the moon seemed to have been washed away.
Qiao Wei wowed in amazement: "Who is this man?"
Fu Xueyan came over: "He's quite tall."
"Tall..." Qiao Wei's pupils moved, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, "Isn't it the ghost king?"
If the ghost king himself is on this portrait, then it makes sense that he would take the portrait as his own.
"Let me take a look." Fu Xueyan picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully, "Well...it looks quite similar."
Qiao Wei sighed sincerely: "I didn't expect the ghost king to be so handsome when he was young, and even a back view makes people want to stop. Oh, how many girls will never forget this?"
The ghost king walked in.
Qiao Wei saw something, pointed to the portrait and said, "Huh? Who is this piece of black charcoal beside him?"
The ghost king had a wronged face.
Woo~
He is this black charcoal...
…
Mrs. Yun woke up to a strange singing, and when she opened her eyes, she found a little girl carved in pink and jade standing in front of the bed.
The little girl opened her big watery eyes and looked at her without blinking.
Her little mouth was pouted slightly, as if she was humming some little tune.
The moment she opened her eyes, the little girl's ditty stopped, she blinked her big smart eyes, and asked crisply, "Are you awake?"
The light coming in from the window fell warmly on the little girl's body, making her look like a little fairy in the holy light.
Mrs. Yun's heart warmed up, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a gentle arc: "Who are you?"
The little girl didn't recognize her birth at all, and said openly, "My name is Wang Shu."
Mrs. Yun murmured: "'Wangshu in front is the pioneer, and Feilian in the back is the genus'. It's a good name."
Wang Shu only understood the last sentence: "Yes, yes, I also think it's a good name!"
Mrs. Yun was warmly smiled by the little girl, and raised her hand to touch her fair and tender face, with a trace of reminiscence on her face: "I originally planned to name my daughter this name."
Wang Shu asked, "Did you take it?"
Mrs. Yun choked with sobs and shook her head.
"What did you take?" Wang Shu asked innocently.
Madam Yun shook her head again.
"Wangshu." Qiao Wei walked in with a bowl of freshly brewed soup.
Wang Shu turned his head and rushed towards his mother excitedly: "Mother!"
Qiao Wei picked her up with one hand, lest this guy knock over the medicine and burn herself: "You go to brother first."
Wang Shu went obediently.
"Mrs. Yun." Qiao Wei walked over with a medicine bowl.
"Does she have an older brother?" Mrs. Yun murmured.
Qiao Wei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, twin brother."
Mrs. Yun said in a daze, "It's great to have both sons and daughters."
Qiao Wei knew that she had lost a child, but she didn't know if it was a miscarriage or...
"Six months." Mrs. Yun said suddenly.
Qiao Wei looked at her in surprise.
She smiled wryly: "If she is born, she will be just like your daughter, a very beautiful little girl."
Qiao Wei didn't know how to comfort her, so she paused and asked, "Why is it gone?"
Mrs. Yun said bitterly: "My husband-in-law had an accident. I was so sad that I became pregnant..."
Qiao Wei felt sad for her, and helped her sit up: "Don't think about these sad things, drink the medicine first."
Mrs. Yun took the medicine bowl, looked Qiao Wei up and down, and guessed: "You are... Mrs. Ji?"
Qiao Wei nodded.
Mrs. Yun drank the medicine very cooperatively.
Qiao Wei took the clean medicine bowl, hummed in satisfaction, and then said: "The kitchen has prepared breakfast, if you still feel a little bit stronger, get up and eat something."
Mrs. Yun looked at Qiao Wei in surprise, as if she was waiting for her to ask her something, but Qiao Wei didn't ask anything, she took her pulse again, left ten pills and told her to take half a cup of tea after meals, then turned around and left out of the house.
Mrs. Yun tightened her fingers on the cuff, and the moment Qiao Wei stepped out of the room, she said with difficulty: "My husband... I always wanted to go back to the Holy Church in a fair manner. He never fulfilled this wish when he was alive. ... He can actually go back if he makes a fuss... But he has never been willing to force his father like this... "
Qiao Wei looked at her deeply and said: "Mrs. Yun, no matter what happened back then, your husband is innocent. As long as his identity is revealed to the world, the Holy Church will recognize him."
Mrs. Yun thought of yesterday's adventure, and took a breath of cold air timidly: "You... can you fight the holy religion?"
Qiao Wei said: "It doesn't matter if we can fight or not? As long as you can prove that your husband is the flesh and blood of the leader of Yunqing, his body and his tablet can all be returned to the holy religion."
…
After recuperating for a day, Mrs. Yun's mental condition stabilized. She packed up her things and went to the Holy Church with Ji Mingxiu and Yunzhu.
She doesn't care about the grievances between Yunqing and Yunzhu, nor does she care who is the real master of the Holy Cult, as long as her husband can go back, that's enough.
Shengjiao knew that Ji Mingxiu and Yunzhu would come back again, but they didn't expect to come back so soon. It only took two days. Could there be new evidence
Compared with the sparse few Dharma protectors and chief deacons in the first time, today’s main hall is crowded with the disciples of the Holy Cult. All Dharma protectors, chief deacons, deacons, and senior disciples who are qualified to squeeze in have even been “disarmed and returned to the field” for many years The two old venerable masters also let their descendants carry them over with sliding poles.
As early as when the ghost emperor was still the leader of the sect, the two were already honored masters. When the incident happened in the holy religion, the two happened to travel abroad and missed such a major change. Afterwards, the two felt ashamed and resigned from the post of honored master Since then, he has lived incognito.
This time, it was Dharma Protector Zeng who went to the two people's homes and asked them about the situation back then, and they were shocked to realize that such a big thing happened to the Holy Church.
The two are no longer disciples of the Holy Cult, so naturally they will not interfere in the internal affairs of the Holy Cult. The reason why they came here today is nothing more than to find out the truth of the year.
There is no such thing as saying that the two will favor either side.
Some veteran figures recognized the two lords and gave up their positions one after another.
The two declined, indicating that they were just coming to watch as citizens of Yunzhong City.
The two finally sat on the lower heads of several Dharma protectors.
These two people were not the only ones who left the holy religion and came back to watch the excitement, but the rest of the disciples did not have such status, so they could only stand in the courtyard, and the spacious courtyard was crowded with water in the blink of an eye.
King Yin walked in with a majestic expression.
In the past few days, Guardian Lian was busy recuperating, Yuehua was busy searching, and all the common affairs of the sect fell on him, which made him feel embarrassed.
After he arrived at the temple, he was greeted by everyone before he invited Ji Mingxiu, Yunzhu and Guardian Lian in.
Guardian Lian's condition was even worse than last time, but she was a strong and tenacious woman, no matter how uncomfortable she was, she would not show too much difference in front of others.
She walked into the hall with a cane and a haughty look on her face.
She has a huge formation, following nearly a hundred female disciples from Yinhu Island.
On the other hand, Yun Zhu had only Ji Mingxiu by his side.
But even so, she was still lonelier than Yunzhu.
Ji Mingxiu guarded Yunzhu's posture, just like protecting a child.
Guardian Lian's eyes dimmed.
Yunzhu turned her head, saw her, and said calmly, "You're here."
Guardian Lian walked a few steps with his cane, first bowed to King Yin, then greeted the two old lords, then looked at Yunzhu, and said neither humble nor humble: "What do you want to do again? Slandering me once is not enough , do you want to continue to slander me a second time?"
"Slander? Do you still have a conscience?" Yunzhu was not led by her, and said straight to the point, "I have found evidence that you and Yun Qingzhu have a secret relationship, and I am here today to let you admit it personally The crimes you committed against me and my father."
Guardian Lian looked at Yunzhu delicately.
Yunzhu took a brocade box from Ji Mingxiu, opened it, and took out a delicate silver longevity lock and said, "This is what I found from Yuehua's body. Is it Yunsu's?"
Guardian Lian winked at the female disciple on the side.
The female disciple stepped forward, took the longevity lock from Yunzhu, and handed it to Guardian Lian.
Guardian Lian looked at the date of birth above, and said calmly, "What's the matter? What did you do to Lord Yuehua?"
Yun Zhu said: "Don't change the subject, we are talking about you and Yun Qing now."
Guardian Lian's fingers tightened.
Yunzhu took the second box from Ji Mingxiu, and took out an identical longevity lock.
Guardian Lian's pupils just shrank!
Yun Zhu said: "This longevity lock belongs to your son. Your son was born two days later than Yun Su. The date of birth on it is Xin Mao, October, Nineteen, Yin time."
Ji Mingxiu glanced at Guardian Lian, and said, "Afterwards, I went to the jewelry store that sold this pair of longevity locks. Guess what I found? It turns out that this set of longevity locks was not ordered at the beginning. Yes, Master Yunqing originally only made the set in my hand, which is the set for my youngest son, but for some reason, he came to order another set a few days later, but the date of birth is quite different. Two days."
"Nineteen? Isn't Su'er seventeen?"
"Yeah, I... I clearly said seventeen, but the locksmith misunderstood it and turned it into nineteen. I'm going to find him! I'll come back before Su'er's Hundred Days Banquet, and put the longevity lock Give it to him!"
The words of Guardian Lian flashed through his mind, and his body froze for a moment.
King Yin asked people to bring two sets of longevity locks, and compared them carefully with several guardians and the two old lords who had resigned from their positions. They are all exactly the same, even the rainbow-eyed obsidian inside has been cut into the same size and shape.
If it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental.
What's more, Yun Su's Longevity Lock was taken off by Guardian Lian and kept in a cabinet when he was twelve years old. Even Gongsun Changli had never seen this thing. Even if Ji Mingxiu wanted to imitate it, there was no other way. .
Guardian Lian's throat slipped, and he sneered, and said, "The shop opened its doors for business. It can make one set or two sets. What's so strange? Don't get a similar thing, just call it a What Yun Qing gave to my son, there is no such thing at all! Master Yun Qing has only one son in his life, and that is Yun Su!"
"Really? Then how do you explain these things?" Ji Mingxiu took out a thick stack of copybooks from the small box he carried with him, some of which were written by himself, and the other part was the child's tracing, which can be confirmed from the handwriting It came from Yun Qing's hand, and the child's painting of red is from immature to mature.
In addition, there are a large number of Yunqing's calligraphy and paintings, each of which also has the child's handwriting.
Judging from the newness of the paper, it has been quite a few years.
Ji Mingxiu looked at Guardian Lian with a half-smile and said, "Master Yunqing visits his youngest son every month to teach him to read and write. The paper he used before he was ten years old is from Yeluo Fenghuang Town. Phoenix paper, the output is scarce, only the royal family of Yeluo is eligible to buy it, but the Holy Church and the workshop also have secret business contacts, so they also bought this kind of Phoenix paper. The early Phoenix paper was a little yellow, because the color was not enough Pure, it was discontinued twenty-five years ago."
Since the production had already been discontinued, even if Ji Mingxiu wanted to make a fake, he would not be able to find any materials to make a fake.
What's more, judging from the age of the paper and ink, it is indeed something from many years ago.
It is not necessarily true that Yun Su and Yun Qing's handwriting was revealed, because Yun Su's handwriting is not like this at all!
Guardian Lian laughed in disgust: "So what? Did you see it with your own eyes? It's just a pile of dead things, so what can you prove? You kept saying that Yun Qing and I had a son, but you found that son!"
Ji Ming looked at Guardian Lian intently.
Guardian Lian's eyebrows jumped: "You..."
Ji Mingxiu twitched the corners of his lips lightly, then turned his head to look outside the hall: "Madam Yun, please."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Yun walked in wearing plain clothes.
The noisy hall suddenly fell silent.
Guardian Lian looked at her in astonishment, and for some reason, her heart jumped up.
All eyes fell on Mrs. Yun's face.
This is an elegant and quiet woman, she doesn't do anything, just stands there quietly, and can make the whole hall fall silent.
King Yin opened his mouth: "You are..."
Mrs. Yun bowed: "My surname is Li, and I am Yun Yu's wife. My father-in-law is the former leader of the Holy Church, Yun Qing."
King Yin was shocked.
Mrs. Yun seemed to be prepared, and took out a stack of letters from her wide sleeve: "I have letters from my father-in-law to my husband-in-law, letters from my husband-in-law to my husband-in-law, and letters from my husband-in-law to me. I wrote it to him."
After living with one person for so long, how could it be impossible to prove their relationship just because they died? Those unreasonable and chaotic connections, like the shadow of a person, can accompany you into the grave.
The letter was indeed written by Yun Qing and the child. Yun Qing claimed to be his father, and between the lines, he was full of concern for his son, especially after he became terminally ill, and regretted that he owed his youngest son too much in this life. Every sentence made people cry.
Now, no one believes that this youngest son does not exist.
When Yun Yu was traveling abroad, she exchanged several family letters with Mrs. Yun.
The relationship between Mrs. Yun and him is self-evident.
Guardian Lian's expression suddenly became agitated: "You said you were Yun Yu's wife, but what about Yun Yu's person? He won't come by himself?"
Madam Yun said, "He's here."
Guardian Lian was taken aback.
Mrs. Yun walked out of the hall, and after a while, she turned back again. This time, she had an extra tablet in her hand.
Everyone looked at the names on the tablets and were dumbfounded.
Guardian Lian's mind went blank for a moment. She dropped the crutch in her hand and walked towards Mrs. Yun in disbelief, holding Mrs. Yun's arm tightly with both hands: "Why... how did this happen? How did he die? ? How did he die?"
Madam Yun's eyes were red: "He was killed by the holy religion."
Guardian Lian was startled: "What?"
Madam Yun said heartbrokenly: "Not long before my father-in-law passed away, Xianggong received a letter from him. He knew that his father-in-law would die soon, so he took the courage to visit him once in the Holy Church."
"Sanggong, are you really going? What if someone finds out?"
"Don't worry, I have the holy religion's jade card, I can go in, I will leave after seeing my father, no one will find out."
"I will go with you!"
"You are pregnant with Liujia, it's inconvenient to disguise yourself, just wait for me at home obediently, I'll be back soon."
Mrs. Yun's teardrops fell down with a thud: "Others saw it, but on the way back... bumped into a disciple of your Holy Cult... said he knocked off some pill... it was useless for him to apologize... you... you lived land… "
Guardian Lian's heart skipped a beat: "Is it... the poison pill of the ghost king?"
Mrs. Yun paused: "That's right, it's the ghost king's poison pill..."
Mrs. Yun held the tablet and cried sadly: "Is it just a pill? He didn't mean it, why did he keep beating him... why?"
…
In the dark night, the maid sat on a comfortable step and slowly returned to Silver Lake Island.
Suddenly, there was the sound of punching and kicking and a disciple screaming in front of him.
"What happened?" the maid asked calmly.
A female disciple went to ask, and when she came back, she reported: "If you want to protect the Dharma, a new disciple didn't understand the rules and knocked off the ghost king's poison pill. Now...they are teaching him a lesson."
The maid said indifferently: "Bring me the poison pill and let me have a look."
"yes."
The female disciple presented the dirty poison pill to the maid with both hands.
The maid picked off the grass clippings on the poison pill little by little, and put them back into the brocade box covered with silk.
The female disciple gestured to the dead soldiers, and the dead soldiers continued to move forward with their steps raised.
When passing by the group of people, the group of people stopped in fear, all bowed down and saluted respectfully.
The disciple who was beaten to death, crawled over with little strength left, and grabbed her curtain.
He raised his bloody head and looked at her pleadingly with tear-filled eyes.
But what did she say
She said nothing.
She didn't even lift her eyelids, just pulled back the curtain, took the precious poison pill, and gave it to her precious son... Yun Su....
And her own son, just under her nose, was tortured to death every day...
All the strength in Guardian Lian's body was exhausted, and he fell to the cold floor all of a sudden.
Mrs. Yun looked at the people in the room with grief, her heart was about to be torn apart: "Why are you doing this to him? Why...he just wanted to come back to see his father...why...why..."
Mrs. Yun came to protect Dharma Lian again, slumped on the ground holding the tablet, freed one hand, grabbed her skirt, and cried in despair: "Aren't you the Dharma protector of the Holy Cult? Why didn't you save him? Why… "
Why didn't she save him
Why…
Why…
Why…
Protector Lian couldn't control it anymore, her body trembled slightly, she grabbed her head, tears fell down like broken beads.
Her heart hurts to death... It hurts to death!
Guardian Lian rushed over like crazy, hugged Yun Yu's tablet, and cried heartbreakingly: "I'm sorry for you... Mother is sorry for you... Mother is sorry for you..."