The continuous rain for many days seemed to be finally stopping. A few rays of sunshine penetrated through the dark clouds, finally dispersing the gloom that had enveloped everyone's minds.
After a whole night of fierce fighting, the altar has nothing to do with the pure land. There are piles of corpses outside the barrier. Nan'an Temple ended in a tragic victory. The remaining hungry ghost warriors were roaming in the city waiting for opportunities. Both sides
Let’s call it a day.
But everyone knows that this fragile peace can be broken at the snap of a finger, and soon, a bigger and more violent storm will engulf everyone.
Rest until death.
In the other courtyard, Bi Yuewu was fiddling with his brass finger with closed eyes, and his bun was still meticulously combed. It seemed that the battle last night had not hurt him at all. But Lu Heng, who was facing him, looked much more embarrassed, with unkempt hair and dirty clothes.
Bandage, straight kneeling in the hall waiting to be released.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was very solemn.
Time passed by, and the other two people in the field couldn't sit still. Wang Ren winked at Wu Qing, who immediately understood, stepped forward and pulled Lu Heng, and said in a rough voice: "Okay.
, this is not your fault, please stop kneeling."
Lu Heng, however, refused to get up and hung his head in shame, "It was the incompetence of the four of us brothers that prevented us from guarding the young master..."
"Didn't you try your best? Besides, although Xue Cheng and the others were seriously injured, they managed to save their lives. Isn't it worth celebrating?"
"After all, I feel unworthy of my trust..."
"Young mother-in-law! Get up as soon as you are told!"
Wu Qing couldn't see this squirming, so he clasped Lu Heng's collar with his five fingers and lifted him up with a pull of green onions. Wang Ren kicked up the chair beside him in time, and the chair fell right under Lu Heng's buttocks in a flying motion, and was caught firmly.
when.
The silent understanding between the two shocked not only Lu Heng, but also Wu Qing, who was unable to react and half-opened his mouth numbly: "Wang Dutou, do you think we should become brothers with different surnames..."
Wang Ren was too lazy to answer this stupid suggestion and asked Bi Yuewu directly: "Now that Ning Yan and the noble girl from the golden tent are missing, has Shopkeeper Wu found any trace of them?"
The inner altar is neither too small nor too big. For top masters like Erbasu who have reached the threshold of the Divine Refining Pass, it doesn't take much time to plow through the inner altar.
That's why Bi Yuewu was so confident before that he went out to meet the enemy. Even if Yi Lian Zhen Ban Zhen found a chance to escape, so what? Where could he escape?
Even if it is drilled into the ground, it can be dug out for you in minutes.
Hearing this, Bi Yuewu opened his eyes and looked at the broken rope buckle on the beam, and slowly said: "There are no clues."
"How come there are no clues?" Wang Ren frowned and said, "Is it possible that they ran out of the inner altar? Impossible, this... how did they get through the barrier..."
Bi Yuewu shook his head, then nodded again.
Wu Qing couldn't help but ask: "Shopkeeper Wu, what do you mean by shaking your head and nodding? It's all confusing me."
"Because I'm not sure either."
There was one thing that he didn't mention to everyone. The white peach hairpin he drilled into the back of Ning Yan's neck had actually been refined into a sword. No matter how far Ning Yan went to the end of the world, as long as the hairpin didn't come out, he would still be there.
Can firmly control its whereabouts.
But just when he was fighting with someone last night, at a certain moment, Hairpin and Ning Yan disappeared out of thin air together!
Yi Lian's departure from the real class gave Bi Yuewu a slight headache. It really had nothing to do with him. Even if someone made trouble after returning to Beijing, he could handle it with a small salary penalty.
But Ning Yan disappeared under his nose, which he absolutely could not accept.
Sanyuan Palace, Zuo Heng Zhenjun, Qiao Lian Divine Arts... any name here can attract a third-level grand master to fight. How can Fang Keji offend the Five Dou Xing Lord and still run away? Isn't that what he relies on?
Do you have unpredictable fortune-telling skills that penetrate the heavens and the earth?
Being both from the 28th Constellation, Bi Yuewu didn't believe that his talents would be inferior to Fang Keji's. If he could get a glimpse of the secret of life skills from Ning Yan, it would be of great benefit to his future plans. But now, the duck who is so quick to reach his mouth has actually
It makes no sense that even the pot and basin were taken away.
This is really unreasonable!
The more Bi Yuewu thought about it, the more unhappy she became. She couldn't hide the murderous aura in her body. Wang Ren and Wu Qing looked at each other and broke into a cold sweat.
Was he so angry that Ning Yan was kidnapped?
When did the bond between these two people become so deep...
At this moment, a faint sound of bells suddenly came from outside the courtyard. Wu Qing came back to his senses and asked curiously: "Didn't we just have dinner? Why is there food again..."
Wang Ren couldn't wait to distance himself from this illiterate person, with a look of disgust on his face: "When the bell rings three times, it is time to go to the hall. Do you think the bell rings three times?"
"Is there any explanation for the number of times?"
"Of course there is a saying. The hundred and eight bells are ringing, Buddhist rituals..." Wang Ren paused, and then he suddenly realized: "Today is the seventh day of the Water and Land Conference to send the saints, and Nan'an Temple is going to invite the Dragon King statue."
"The situation is like this, why do they still insist on continuing the process?"
"That's how it should be."
Wu Qing muttered casually: "So what if Nan'an Temple actually held a water and land ceremony? So much money was spent but so many people died. It has long since deviated from the original intention of the ceremony. Besides, how could Lianghe Green Forest be willing to suffer the loss of being dumb?
Are you ready to give up? Haha, if you can escape, the monk will not be able to escape from the temple. I think Nan'an Temple will be run and bankrupted by people who come to settle accounts."
"These monks are indeed very dull sometimes and cannot be judged by common sense..." Wang Ren was talking, but suddenly he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped talking.
Seeing him frozen in place, Wu Qing asked in shock: "What's wrong with you?"
"unless……"
"Ah? Unless what?"
Wang Ren narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Unless the Land and Water Conference is held, they really don't even want the temple anymore."
Wu Qing was stunned for a moment, almost laughing: "Are you crazy? What stupid things are you talking about?"
The Nan'an Temple family has a great business and a wealth of wealth. There are rumors that in the past few years, households in Longyou had to borrow grain from them due to the locust drought. If they can find one or two extraordinary talents, they are expected to win the title within a hundred years.
Zen Buddhism is in the golden period of development of the sect. Why can't you think of running away?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Ren has no time to answer, his brows are knitted together, and he can't help mumbling something.
The Sutra of Saving Mianran Hungry Ghosts? The Rules of Nasanaye's Miscellaneous Matters? The Buddha's Transformation into the Wilderness and the Fate Between Ghosts and Gods? No, no, no...which book is it from?!
Damn it, I should have written it down...
"Shopkeeper Wu, did you see the moves of the person you fought with last night?"
Bi Yuewu said calmly: "The Wu Sheng Sect is going to rob the altar owner, the Bodhisattva Wen Xiang."
Wu Qing immediately stood up with a slap in the face, looking indignant and irreconcilable with the evil: "It's the Wusheng Cult again! The Marquis of Pengcheng, the God of Heavenly Eyes, Sikongjian, and now the Wenxiang Bodhisattva is here again. He is really the tarsal bone of my great Zhou Dynasty.
Maggots!"
Wang Ren took a breath of cold air and said with a bitter smile: "I'm afraid it's really not Wu Sheng's fault this time."
The Wusheng Cult is actually a very pure organization. They are deeply involved in their profession and have to study only one thing for decades.
That is rebellion.
The extent of his persistence would make it difficult for future generations to give him the nickname "Rebel Immortal" or something like that. As long as there is an opportunity to undermine the harmony and stability of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they will swarm up like flies that have smelled the smell, and they will rush to catch up.
Don't leave.
But again, they are rarely interested in anything other than rebellion.
"Shopkeeper Wu, is Wenxiang Bodhisattva dead?"
"She didn't die. She survived."
"You can't even kill her?"
Bi Yuewu gave Wang Ren a strange look: "Nan'an Temple paid me to act, so I will act with them. As for killing, that's a different price."
Sure enough he knew!
Wang Ren clenched his fists and was about to speak when Bi Yuewu continued: "I know what you want to say. Don't act rashly until you get Ning Yan back."
"Could it be that Ning Yan's safety is worse than..."
"yes."
Just one word, concise and concise, it cut off Wang Ren's train of thought and blocked everything he wanted to say.
What are you doing?
At this time, you are so angry as to be a beauty?
"You, you..." Wang Ren opened his mouth and thought about it for a long time, but he could only refute it calmly: "It's wrong for you to do this! It's immoral and abnormal..."
Bi Yuewu lifted up a corner of his mask and took a sip of tea. He didn't care about what others thought of him: "Think of these two sentences as a gift from me. If you scold me again, you will be charged."
Wang Ren was completely speechless this time. He cupped his hands towards Bi Yuewu with a cold face, turned around and walked out of the house.
"Hey, Wangdutou! Alas..."
Wu Qing called after him several times but did not stop him. He was afraid that he would be impulsive and do something bad, so he hurried to follow him.
Lu Heng struggled to go with him, but Bi Yuewu waved his hands in annoyance and said, "Don't bother, just stay here and take care of your brothers."
"Shopkeeper Nawu..."
"I have my own plan."
Bi Yuewu slowly stood up, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly had no reason to look back at the teacup he had just drank from.
Is it an illusion?
He thought for a moment, then smashed the tea cup to pieces with a palm in the air, and the remaining tea spilled on the floor, but nothing happened.
It seems that I really thought too much...
"gone."
Bi Yuewu curled her lips, left a word and disappeared. Seeing this, Lu Heng also picked up the bandages and medicine and went into the back room, intending to change the medicine for Xue Cheng and others.
The four people came and went in a hurry, but no one noticed that Ning Yan's face appeared in the water splashed on the ground! If you like my narration, something is not right. Please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) My narration
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