After all the assassins around them were killed, the three of them had no choice but to find another place to settle down.
A bonfire was built in another part of the woods, and the three of them sat beside the bonfire.
Lu Yurong and Xiao Qi both took off their white veils. One face was full of charm, while the other was pure and beautiful. The two women were both good at each other, and it was hard to tell them apart. The air around them became much fresher.
"Prince Ping has resigned from the military power. I heard that you were among the persuaders." Lu Yurong threw a piece of firewood in, clapped her jade hands, and looked at Chu Li with her phoenix eyes.
Chu Li sat opposite her: "Who said that?"
"What do you think?" Lu Yurong said.
Chu Li pondered for a moment and shook his head: "It's none of my business. It's because King Ping was discouraged and didn't want to fight on the border anymore. He was tired of it... He killed so many Dali cavalry and protected Daji Zhouquan, but
He is cold-hearted because he cannot protect his wife."
"Don't you blame the Emperor?" Lu Yurong seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"A little bit." Chu Li said.
The emperor was able to protect all the princes, but he didn't care about the life or death of the princess. Moreover, the princess was guarding the border and was not around. She needed someone to protect her, but the emperor failed to protect her.
How could Prince Ping not complain in his heart? If he didn't express his resentment, he must have buried it in his heart. On the contrary, it would have made him stronger and left hidden dangers. He showed it and the emperor felt relieved.
Lu Yurong said: "So the emperor threw the deputy commander of the Secret Guard Palace into the imperial mausoleum, and then threw you, the centurion, in there too?"
Chu Li glanced at her without saying a word.
Lu Yurong chuckled softly: "Or is it because you messed up blindly and had an unyielding conscience that you ended up like this?"
"You know why you need to ask more!" Chu Li snorted.
"Let's see if you lie!" Lu Yurong said with a smile: "Finally you didn't deceive me, but it's really miserable for you to get to this point. You have lost your martial arts and been sent to the imperial mausoleum, with no hope of returning to the capital of gods.
My whole life is over!"
Chu Li nodded: "Yes, this life is over."
"But I think you're quite calm." Lu Yurong looked him up and down.
She originally thought that Chu Li would lose his soul. Confidence would not arise out of thin air. It relied on strength. The root cause of Chu Li's high spirits was his martial arts. If he lost his martial arts, his confidence would naturally be insufficient.
Unexpectedly, Chu Li was still in high spirits and did not look depressed at all.
She couldn't help but admire him. Even in the midst of trouble, a man could still calm down and remain unmoved. This was his true courage. She had always admired Chu Li's courage, which was far beyond her reach.
Chu Li said: "My martial arts skills are gone, but with my wisdom, I can live a carefree life!"
"Giggle!" Lu Yurong smiled sweetly: "You think it's beautiful to be free and easy!"
Chu Li shook his head and said nothing.
Xiao Qi said lightly: "Lu Yurong, what do you know?"
"Hey, Miss Xiao San is worried?" Lu Yurong looked at her with a smile: "I won't say anything!"
Xiao Qi frowned: "There will be trouble at the imperial mausoleum?"
Lu Yurong seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Chu Li said: "Prince Jing, are you relieved this time?"
Lu Yurong pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Prince Ping's move may not be to retreat in order to advance."
Chu Li secretly sighed in his heart, as expected, Bingxue was smart, and said calmly: "Anyway, I took a step back, King Jing can take this opportunity to infiltrate the army, Miss Lu, you will also be very busy, and you still have time to come and see me.
lively?"
"There's no rush." The corners of Lu Yurong's delicate, snow-white lips curled up slightly.
She was excited when she saw the prospect of King Jing ascending the throne. And when her biggest opponent was unlucky, of course she had to come over and show off.
Xiao Qi said: "There are still ten years. Ten years is said to be very fast, but sometimes it is also very slow. Who knows what will happen!"
She said calmly: "Chu Li has been practicing martial arts for less than two years. It will be faster to practice again. Besides, it's not that difficult for me to go to Qinglu Cliff to get a resurrection pill."
No matter how indifferent and indifferent she is, she can't see Lu Yurong being so proud, especially when Chu Li is frustrated. It's like adding salt to the wound, which will make Chu Li even more painful.
Lu Yurong's face changed slightly, thinking of Xiao Yueling, she couldn't help but snorted: "The waste of martial arts is for the emperor to see, and it will be restored immediately. Are you kidding the emperor?"
Chu Li smiled and said: "Miss Lu, although I can't help King Jing succeed, it is still very easy to harm King Jing."
Lu Yurong's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
Chu Li looked at her, and their eyes were filled with fire.
Chu Li suddenly looked to his left and raised his voice: "Fa Yuan, since you are here, come out and see me."
"Amitabha..." A Buddha's chant sounded, peaceful and quiet, slowly reaching the ears of the three people.
Fa Yuan, with his gray monk robe fluttering, came to the bonfire to tithe: "Brother Chu, two female donors."
Chu Li smiled and said: "Fa Yuan, are you here to see my joke?"
Fa Yuan smiled and said: "Everything in the world is unpredictable. I didn't expect Brother Chu to have such a day."
"Everything in the world is unpredictable, and I didn't expect to see you, Fa Yuan, under such circumstances." Chu Li said with a smile.
Lu Yurong hummed: "Monk, why are you here to join in the fun?"
Fa Yuan smiled: "Donor Lu can come, why can't the young monk come?"
"They are just young people, vulnerable." Chu Li smiled and said, "I don't need to bother you."
"It would be a great shame for Brother Chu to be hurt by someone so young." Fa Yuan shook his head.
Lu Yurong hummed: "Monk, you and Chu Li are both proud of each other. Are you afraid that your reputation will be diminished?"
Fa Yuan smiled and said nothing.
Xiao Qi said: "Does Master Fa Yuan know whether the imperial mausoleum is real or not?"
"The inner mausoleum, the outer mausoleum and the attached city." Fa Yuanja said: "Brother Chu has abandoned his martial arts and will enter the small city next to the imperial mausoleum and work as an errand in the city."
Lu Yurong hummed: "I am following the orders of Prince Jing this time to inform the city guard to take care of Chu Li and give you a job. Are you satisfied?"
"Thank you very much, Prince Jing." Chu Li clasped his fists.
Lu Yurong rolled her eyes at him.
Fa Yuan said: "The people on duty in the city are those assigned to guard the imperial mausoleum. Some of the residents are people from the outer mausoleum, and some are family members of the inner mausoleum. It is still very safe in the small city, so there is no need to worry."
Xiao Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Li said: "Hurry as soon as possible tomorrow and arrive at the attached city early."
He chatted some gossip with Fa Yuan, asked about the Ksitigarbha wheel sutra, and wanted to ask if there was any way to restrain himself.
Fa Yuan shook his head. The inheritance of Zhuanlun Temple is completely different from that of Vajra Temple and Daleiyin Temple. Moreover, the Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra has always been mysterious and unpredictable. He really doesn't know how to restrain it.
For the next two days, the road was very quiet, as if the assassination masters saw that there were so many of them and did not dare to come back again, so they left knowingly.
At noon on the third day, they came to a small town, which was about the same size as Qingyun City. It was very lively with people coming and going.
The four of them went directly to the city guard's mansion.
The castle guard's mansion is located in the center of the city. It looks shabby, dilapidated, and has nothing to do with grandeur. It is also lightly guarded. There are only two guards guarding the gate, and there are no other guards in the mansion.
Chang Gui was short and fat, sitting in the grand master's chair in the hall of the city guard's mansion. He was smiling. He didn't have the majesty of a city guard at all. On the contrary, he was like a spring breeze, but he was a master of heaven and earth with profound cultivation.
Chang Gui looked Chu Li up and down: "General Manager Chu Li, I also heard your name here."
Chu Li clasped his fists.
"Well, if you don't have any martial arts skills, you are of no use anymore. Just be responsible for sweeping a street." Chang Gui said with a smile.