Chang Yu's more than 20 personal guards are responsible for the security of Princess Kunxing. Unlike protecting Zhu Cixiang, the personal guards cannot get along with this cold-tempered princess. They stay away from the surrounding area or guard, hunt or barbecue.
In other words, pure master and disciple.
Among this busy group of people, there was a special being, wearing a slightly thin gray robe, who was lighting a fire and boiling water. It was the female Taoist priest Qing Yi who was saved by Kun Xing on the roadside. She had to take good care of her sick body in the past few days.
Although he has recovered, his complexion still looks weak. After all, he is a person who has walked through the gates of hell.
Qing Yi, who was concentrating on lighting the fire, suddenly felt very uncomfortable. She turned around and saw Su Jing staring at her from behind, with cold eyes and a sneer at the corner of her mouth.
"Is there something wrong with the little Master Tai?" Qing Yi stood up and asked a little awkwardly. Su Jing shook her head lightly and said, "I won't call you female Taoist Priest, and you don't need to call me Master Tai. I don't like this title either.
You can call me Sujing or Night Demon, but if I hear you call me Master again, I will tear your mouth apart."
"Have you recovered from your illness?" Sujing asked, taking a step forward. Qingyi couldn't help but take a step back, nodded and said, "Thank you, Master Sujing, for saving your life. You are now well."
"There's no need to thank me. I have nothing to do with the young master who saved your life. Just don't hate me when I kill you later!" Su Jing sneered, Qing Yi's face turned pale with fear: "You, why did you kill Pindao?
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"Because your origin is unknown!" Su Jing shouted in a low voice: "I have been observing you these past few days. You are hiding very deep. I can't keep you here. If you don't leave, I will have to kill you!"
"How come I don't know where I came from?" Qing Yi raised his hand and pointed towards the vast mountains in the northeast: "You can find out if you check the Yufeng Temple in Yufeng Mountain..." Before he could finish his words, Su Jing stopped him: "I don't have time to go there.
Check you, you should know that our profession has an extraordinary status, and we must not leave anyone with unknown origins around."
Qing Yi is not stupid. When she wakes up, she sees and hears them, although she doesn’t know their exact identity and knows that they are not ordinary people. They have officers and soldiers who are either officials or big bosses in the army. However, she has just recovered from a serious illness and is still weak. In addition, she is penniless.
If you leave at this time, you will either freeze to death or starve to death.
"Master Sujing, you are also a monk. You should be merciful. I am still weak in this freezing cold weather. I am afraid that I will have no way of survival if I leave in this barren mountain. I will leave on my own after letting the poor Taoist companions arrive in Datong for a few days."
Can you?" Qing Yi begged.
"If you were an ordinary person, I would have agreed." Su Jing took a step forward and grabbed Qing Yi's wrist, and sneered: "But you are definitely not an ordinary person. Why are there so many calluses on the hands of a Taoist nun?"
"The Taoist temple is very poor, but the four masters and disciples in the temple have to rely on themselves for food, clothing, housing and transportation. The poor Taoist is not the daughter of a rich family. She has to do everything by herself, such as washing, cooking, plowing and growing vegetables. It would be strange if there are no calluses on her hands."
Qing Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, then slowly withdrew his hand and hid it in his sleeve.
Su Jing sneered? She stretched out her hand: "I am also from a Buddhist background and depend on my master for my life. I have to do all the rough work on my own, no less than you. I also have calluses on my hands, but... these are all left from practicing swordsmanship!" Qing Yi was shocked: "I am a poor Taoist.
I have never learned to use a sword, and even if I have learned some self-defense skills, what does it mean?"
"It doesn't mean anything? What about the eternal green lotus?" Su Jing sneered, and her hand touched the hilt of the sword at her waist. Qing Yi took three steps back with a cry and almost fell: "You? You, what are you talking about, poor?"
I don’t understand Tao!”
"This is what you have been chanting in your coma." Su Jing took a step forward and looked at Qing Yi: "Although you are a member of the Taoist sect, you are also a White Lotus believer? I am right!"
Qing Yi's head buzzed, and he suddenly felt the world spinning. He turned around and sat down on the ground with a pale face: "I'm a poor Taoist? ,? So what if I... am just that? Should the White Lotus cultivators be killed?"
"I don't know whether the White Lotus Cult should be killed or not, but it is prohibited by the imperial court." Seeing Qing Yi's appearance, Su Jing felt soft in her heart. She sighed: "Actually, it doesn't matter to me whether you are a White Lotus Cultist or not, but here is
Are they all from the imperial court? The White Lotus Sect is banned by the imperial court? If anyone of them knows about it? You will definitely die." He took out some silver and handed it to Qing Yi: "Leave? In fact, you heard those words when you were unconscious.
I could kill you when I woke up, or I could drive you away when you woke up, but your body was too weak at that time, so waiting for these many days would be considered the end of your kindness and righteousness.”
"I..." Qing Yi covered her face and cried bitterly: "I have learned whatever the master taught me since I was a child. I don't know what I should learn and what I shouldn't learn. Now that the master and senior sisters are dead, I have become a traitor...
Is our Yufeng Temple destined to be exterminated..."
Su Jing knelt down and stroked Qing Yi's hair: "I didn't want to expose you, but my duty is... you'd better leave." Then she stuffed the money into Qing Yi's arms. Qing Yi cried even more: "It's so cold.
Even if I had money, I might not be able to survive in the frozen barren mountains for hundreds of miles..."
"Then find a village and find a family to recuperate before leaving. You can still protect yourself with your martial arts skills," Su Jing said soothingly. If Chang Yu were around, he would definitely be shocked. See you soon! You can also see the Night Demon.
The gentle side.
"I don't know how to do martial arts..." Qing Yi covered his face and shook his head while sobbing, and smiled helplessly: "I have been walking around the world for more than ten years and killed countless people, but I still have some eyesight. Whether you admit it or not, I will definitely believe that you have it.
You have extraordinary martial arts skills, go ahead." He patted his shoulder and said, "Otherwise, you will definitely die if they find out."
"Master Sujing, why do you have to let me go? Although I am a White Lotus cultist and have martial arts skills, I just want to survive and don't want to harm anyone!" Qing Yi begged, Sujing shook his head: "You are a White Lotus cultist and you have martial arts skills.
My duty is to guard against it.”
"Are you afraid that I will hurt the young master's family? I just need to stay away from him. I just want to go to Datong together..." Qing Yi continued to beg. She was really helpless. Although she had recovered from her serious illness, she was still very weak. If she left him just like that,
Go, it's freezing cold in the deep mountains and old forests, and there are heroes wandering around. She is a weak woman, but her chances of survival are slim.
"She?" Su Jing glanced towards the river, snorted coldly, and then stood up: "It's useless to talk anymore, let's go quickly."
"Where are you going?" Suddenly a voice came. Chang Yu came from behind. Seeing Yi Qingyi's tearful eyes, he couldn't help but frown: "What's wrong with this little Taoist priest?"
"Uh...she misses the master," Su Jing said quickly, Chang Yu sighed: "People can't be resurrected after death. I'm sorry and accept the change. People who are alive in this cannibalistic age can just work hard to survive." After saying that, he said to Su Jing
He said: "Go and call the young master's family to come and eat and drink quickly. We are on our way."
Oh, Su Jing turned her head and glanced at Qing Yi, who was squatting on the ground and still sipping, and then walked towards the river.
"Okay, stop crying." Chang Yu stretched out his hand and pulled Qing Yi up from the ground: "I'm recovering from a serious illness and I don't want to blow the air. Why do you come out with me? You'll suffer!" Qing Yi cried louder, Chang Yu felt helpless and said
To be honest, he hates women crying, and he feels a little unhappy in his heart.
"Shopkeeper, you, you are officers and soldiers, right?" Qing Yi suddenly asked, Chang Yu hummed: "What's the matter? Is it possible that you have some deep grudge against the officers and soldiers?"
Qing Yi shook his head, gritted his teeth and grabbed Chang Yu's lapel: "Shopkeeper, I want to surrender."
"Huh?" Chang Yu frowned, and Qing Yi glanced towards the river: "I am a poor Taoist... I, I am a White Lotus cultist."
Ah? Chang Yu looked slightly surprised: "Have you ever killed anyone or rebelled?"
Qing Yi shook his head: "I am an orphan who was lucky to be adopted by my master. After I went up the mountain, I would not have come down if there was no famine. I would chant sutras and do odd jobs on the mountain every day. I would learn whatever the master taught me... Only after I came down did I know that the White Lotus Sect is a sect of the imperial court.
Forbidden...Master Sujing said...you will be beheaded."
"She's right." Chang Yu nodded and looked at the little Taoist nun in front of him who was only sixteen or seventeen years old. She was thin and timid, with tears on her face, and she looked worried and uneasy.
"But you are not qualified to be beheaded." Chang Yu smiled slightly, and a plain cold snort came from behind: "But she knows martial arts."
Oh, Chang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Qing Yi and said, "Really?"
Qing Yi shook her head, and just as she was about to speak, Chang Yu slapped her face... Without any warning, the speed and power were so fast that Su Jing next to her changed color.
Snap!
Chang Yu's hand stopped three inches in front of Qing Yi's face, and his wrist was tightly grasped by the pale Qing Yi!
"Not bad! Keep it!"
After Chang Yu said that, he turned around and left.
Qingyi Liushenwuzhu looked horrified, and took a step forward with a plain sneer: "You've exposed your secret, do you know why I didn't test you?"
"Why?" Qing Yi asked subconsciously, still a little confused.
"Because you are always on guard against me, even if you try, you can't get it out, but you don't know that the shopkeeper is actually a good player, but you are not guarded against him..."
Qing Yi's face turned blue and white: "Then what did he mean by what he just said?"
"It means that you are allowed to go to Datong together."