Xiao Jingheng sat on the chair for a long time and never came back to his senses until Eunuch Mo came in and shouted, "Emperor?"

He came back to his senses and looked at the sky outside. Before he knew it, it was already evening. He took the Shenzhicao to find Chu Yunning.

Chu Yunning looked at the zicao that looked like orchid leaves, leaned close to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently. Xiao Jingheng next to him was very nervous and asked, "Aning, will this zicao be poisonous?"

"How could it be?" Seeing his nervous look, Chu Yunning couldn't help but smile and comfort him: "Don't worry, no one wants to harm us yet. This zhicao is not poisonous, but I still need to study whether it can cure Chu'er."

When Xiao Jingheng heard that it was not poisonous, he felt relieved after a hangover, and then he told the story of getting along with Old Monk Mo Fang today.

Chu Yunning was silent. She didn't know why the old monk was sending medicine at this critical moment.

But if there is no purpose, she will definitely not believe it.

Xiao Jingheng sat aside while handling official duties, looking up at Chu Yunning who was preparing medicine from time to time, and neither of them disturbed each other.

Finally, I don’t know how long it took, but after Chu Yunning’s verification, the Grass of God is indeed real and is very helpful in relieving Chu’er’s poison.

"So the old monk did a good thing?" said Xiao Jingheng.

Chu Yunning nodded. There must be something wrong with things. She dare not believe strangers casually now.

Moreover, the old monk is probably the one who set up the Bagua Formation. The Bagua Formation is very vicious and no matter what the reason is, he is not a kind-hearted person.

"I will send someone to guard the old monk, you don't have to see him..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of Old Monk Mo Fang came from outside. Xiao Jingheng's eyebrows were tightly twisted, and he grabbed Chu Yunning: "You are not allowed to go anywhere, just here."

"Well." Chu Yunning had an unknown premonition in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. She held Xiao Jingheng's hand: "I have an idea to try this old monk."

Half a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Jingheng went out to see the old monk, and his tone was quiet: "The abbot has worked hard to travel these days, why didn't he have a good rest?"

"I'm here to say goodbye to the emperor. I heard that something happened in the Jokhang Temple and I have to go back and take a look." Old monk Mo Fang clasped his hands together, muttering a few words of Amitabha, and his face was a little sad: "Your Majesty, I heard that some people have pretended to be my name and cheated everywhere. The emperor does not have to care about the old love, everything is based on the overall situation."

Whether listening or looking from the front, Mr. Mo Fang is a compassionate monk who is devoted to Xiao Jingheng's consideration.

"Master?"

Suddenly, Yu'er came over and saw the old monk. He was so shocked that he couldn't stop talking. He knelt on the ground with joy: "I pay my respects to my master. After three years of separation, I thought I would never see my master again."

The old monk Mo Fang was also very happy when he saw Yu'er. He reached out and touched Yu'er's head, helped him up, and said, "You kid has also come from Qianzhou. It turns out that the person who can control beasts is you."

Xiao Jingheng frowned and looked at the two of them in surprise. Yu'er explained excitedly: "Your Majesty, this is the master who has been in charge of me for many years and has taught me martial arts and beast control. If the master hadn't picked me up on the roadside, I would have been taken away by a wild wolf."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You can now make achievements with the emperor, and you are very pleased to be your teacher."

The old monk Mo Fang had a faint smile on his face, and his whole body was filled with a calm look of being uncontested, as if all fame and fortune could not catch his eyes.

"Since Master is here, stay for two more days. I still want to ask Master for advice," Yu'er said.

Old Monk Mo Fang smiled and shook his head: "There are so many murders in Jokhang Temple that have not been resolved yet. Although I did not cause them on my own initiative, they must have a close relationship with me in the dark, so I can't sit still and watch."

Yuer knew a little about the Jokhang Temple, so he looked at Xiao Jingheng in embarrassment.

"Would there be some misunderstandings about what happened back then? The culprit, the Duke of Zhenguo, and his group of people are already dead."

The old monk Mo Fang's face was tense, and his emotions suddenly became solemn: "No, the Duke of Zhenguo is just one of them, and there are also monks who escaped, they are all homeless..."

He paused and muttered his sins.

Having said this, Xiao Jingheng couldn't continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Chu Yunning burned the Jokhang Temple, but the Duke of Zhenguo had to bear this matter. Almost all those who were involved in this matter were killed.

There is no evidence for death!

"I also heard that it was because Chu'er was kidnapped and fell into an extremely vicious Bagua formation, which caused a murder to the Jokhang Temple!" Old Monk Mo Fang sighed and looked at Xiao Jingheng.

Xiao Jingheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "When something happened to Jokhang Temple, Chu'er just happened to appear at the foot of the mountain. I don't know who set up a formation to frame the child.

I have been hiding well for so many years, but someone leaked the news. This person has ulterior motives and deserves to die!"

But Old Monk Mo Fang said: "I haven't seen each other for a few years, and the emperor has killed more than before, which is not a good thing for the emperor."

The two seem to be calm, but in fact they have their own little thoughts.
Chapter completed!