Ji Yanran wanted to clarify her thoughts, but her mind was in chaos because there was a place deep in her heart that could not be described, and the kind smile of Master Shi Kong was in front of her.

Hu Yu's voice pulled her thoughts back: "Senior sister... don't be... sad."

Ji Yanran raised her hand and touched the little monk's bald head. The little monk and Master Shi Kong have been together for the longest time. At this moment, he must be even more sad, but he is here to persuade her.

If Master Shi Kong is not here, she will definitely take good care of the little monk.

"Master said," Hu Yu raised his eyes, "Senior sister... this is very good... if he keeps like this, he will feel at ease."

Ji Yanran understood the little monk's words without any end. Master Shi Kong never criticized her for not being polite. She thought that it was all monks who were broad-minded and not disturbed by the world, so she could forgive her for such an anomaly.

But now she understands that only by truly caring about her can she think about whether she is living a comfortable life.

Li Yong had walked to her at some point, staring at her with his eyes, although he didn't speak, his expression was very serious.

"I can't see it anymore." Li Yong looked at Ji Yanran. She pursed her lips, her eyes were still bright, and she wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Master Shi Kong is the most kind person to her besides the Ji family.

A cold and sharp light flashed in Li Yong's clear eyes. If someone set fire, he would leave clues and he would make people find out.

Li Yong put his cloak on Ji Yanran. Although he couldn't bear to say the words behind him, she must have hoped to know the truth: "From the body of the corpse, he is a monk who has been meditating for many years, and his figure is similar to Master Shikong. No other monks in the entire Qishan Temple are missing. Even if the coroner is allowed to take a corpse, this will be the result."

Ji Yanran burst into tears.

Li Yong said: "There is still something strange tonight. The fire was very big. Almost all the Zen room in the backyard was spared, but except for Master Shikong, the rest of the people were not seriously injured."

This fire was so coincidental that it was exactly the doubt in her heart.

"I want to go and have a look." Ji Yanran stood up. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't give up.

He is obviously very timid, but he is fearless in everything.

Li Yong said: "The monks in the temple are cleaning the body of the master, and I won't let you in now." When the monk put the robe on for Master Shi Kong, Ji Yanran would not be too sad to go in when he went in and see it again.

The scene when my mother was buried was still clearly imprinted in his mind. When it was late at night, it was often hard to sleep because of it. I always recall why my mother was pale after her death. She held her hands tightly before she died. Is it difficult to put aside the things in her heart? Why there was blood in her mouth and her eyes were a little collapsed, which was so different from when she was alive.

The current situation of Master Shikong is obviously not suitable for frequent recollection.

Ji Yanran sat down again: "I can wait. I am the master's disciple. I just hope that the host in the temple can let me go in and kowtow to the master."

The death of the monk is very important for Qishan Temple, and she is unwilling to break the rules in the temple.

However, after a while, many people should know about Qishan Temple, and the news of the monk's death will spread, and a woman here will attract people's doubts.

Ji Yanran looked at Li Yong: "Ayong, please take the people back first, just leave a few guards." If Li Yong is not here, he will not be implicated by her. This is to be out of sight and not upset.

Regardless of whether there is a mage inside or not, she must find out the bun and ask clearly.

Li Yong's eyes sank. He knew that he would be implicated, so he rushed him away.

"What are you going to do?" Li Yong said, "You will be even more relaxed after I leave. In the eyes of outsiders, you are my wife of Li Yong. It's the same whether I am here or not. Since I'm afraid of being criticized, I will kowtow and come out sooner."

She was thinking about him.

Li Yong had already walked out without waiting for her to argue.

...

Jiang Jinyu looked at Madam Dong in surprise: "Is the person dead?"

Madam Dong nodded: "Diet, news has been heard from Qishan Temple."

It's good to die.

Jiang Jinyu smiled, so that the Hu monk could not go to the palace to treat the Empress Dowager. If the Empress Dowager passed away, no one would suppress her anymore, and she would finally be able to take a breath.

"What's going on over the Ran family?" She asked someone to find out that Ran Jiuli came to Taiyuan Prefecture to invite Hu monk to the capital. Isn't this retribution? Ran Jiuli was destined to return empty-handed.

Madam Dong said, "The eldest daughter of the Ran family and Mr. Ran Liu have already taken a car to Qishan Temple."

Jiang Jinyu's eyebrows were flying: "If I had known today, she would have come to the Jiang family first... This would have been the case. But she wanted to fight me. Now even God would have to help start a fire..." She looked at Madam Dong, "Do you think it's my uncle?"

Madam Dong immediately lowered her head: "I don't know."

"No matter what," Jiang Jinyu restrained the expression on his face, looked noble and self-supporting, "This is all good news."

Madam Dong poured a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Jinyu.

Jiang Jinyu said: "Prepare your luggage quickly, we can go to Beijing as soon as possible. We have to make some arrangements before they arrive in Beijing. This time I can't lose like this."

At this moment, Ran Jiuli was sitting in the carriage and read the letter in her hand again. It was written to her by Master Shi Kong.

Ran Liu sat cross-legged not far away, with a few fingers constantly gestured in the air. How could he not learn the gestures that Grandma Li San had pinched on the street that day? He was a playboy after all, and those songs were all in his heart. How could he not understand such a nice song? He wanted to ask several times, but he was afraid that Li Cheng would be laughed at.

Ran Jiuli said: "It is said that monks can understand life and death, but now it may not be a false statement."

Ran Liuxin said absent-mindedly: "Sister, I can't invite Master Shi Kong to the capital this time. It's a pity that such a Taoist monk."

Ran Jiuli's eyes flashed: "Master Shi Kong recommended his disciple."

"That's good, sister, don't be anxious anymore."

Ran Jiuli leaned against the lead pillow and looked at Ran Liu: "Do you know who is Master Shi Kong's disciple?"

"The master's disciple must be the little monk."

"No," Ran Jiuli's leisurely expression appeared in front of her eyes, "It's Grandma Li San."

Ran Liu was suddenly shocked and almost bit his tongue: "Sister, which grandma Li San do you think is it? Li...Li Yong's...wife?"

Li Cheng’s younger siblings?

How could her brother and sister know how to do medical skills?

"Yes," Ran Jiuli said, "it's her."

"That... is great," Ran Liu was about to pounce on the ground. Their playboy circle was about to cause a storm. "Sister must take her to Beijing."

There was a green light in Ran Liu's eyes, and he wanted to bring the excitement of Taiyuan City to the capital.
Chapter completed!