The sound of "Little Sidi" brings out so much nostalgia.
Lin Ye turned around and wanted to leave.
But it was too late at this time, Xue Tongchui leaped towards Lin Ye's arms like a cannonball.
Lin Ye, the general of the Dayu Empire's cowardly army, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, a great monk in the realm of gods, a peerless strong man with a special physique who can discern the way of heaven.
The moment he hugged Xue Tongchui, he couldn't control himself and took several steps back. Lin Ye couldn't support Xue Tongchui's two huge buttocks even when he put his hands around them.
Lin Ye has said many times that he does not want this child, Xue Tongchui, to go wrong in his spiritual practice.
At least you can control your weight a little while growing, otherwise how will the bride be able to... in the future?
But obviously, Xue Tongchui is happy.
Others may find it hard and difficult to practice cultivation, and they need to constantly cheer themselves up and put pressure on themselves.
But Xue Tongchui is happy. There is no one else like him in the world. He feels that practicing is the happiest thing in the world, especially since he can practice whatever he wants according to his own wishes.
It was only later that Lin Ye realized that his excessive interference with Xue Tongchui's practice might destroy the child's Taoist heart.
Xue Tongchui’s Taoist heart is...happiness.
He likes to fly, he really likes to fly, and his flying can be divided into three stages, each stage makes him extremely happy.
The first stage is the kind of flying that is simply thrown by Ning Zhu, and the second stage is the kind of flying that can change the direction and strength on its own after being thrown by Ning Zhu.
Xue Tongchui has now reached the third stage.
He looks so fat,
But he can be as light as a swallow, which is just a metaphor, because he is lighter than a swallow.
This seems to be another paradox in the human world, that's why Lin Ye's little uncle said that... What is not the power of heaven and earth in this world? The only answer is the power of practice.
Violent storms, earth-shattering, droughts, tsunamis, seemingly all powerful are the power of heaven and earth.
Including the power that a person has from birth, it is also the power of heaven and earth, but the power that a person develops through cultivation is a power that does not exist in this world.
To give a simple example, Xue Tongchui actually didn't have to knock Lin Ye back several steps. He did it on purpose. If he wanted to be lighter, he could stand on a feather stuck on the ground and there would be no feathers.
bend.
"Little Sidi!"
Xue Tongchui chuckled.
Lin Ye couldn't help but look a little doting in his eyes when he looked at this guy. Xue Tongchui was a little guy that everyone in the martial arts school liked.
Every time he sees him, Lin Ye can't help but think of when he first arrived at the martial arts school, Xue Tongchui stretched out his fat little arms like lotus joints and asked for a hug and a hand...
"Why are you here suddenly?"
Lin Yewen.
Xue Tongchui said: "Mr. Hua said that he heard that the Cowardly Army was returning north and then south. Something big might have happened, so he took us all the way back. We went to Geling and found out that there was a war going on here. Mr. Hua took us in a hurry
It’s coming.”
He looked back at the door: "Mr. Hua and Brother Ning Si are here too."
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something and lowered his voice and said, "When we went to Geling, we visited Senior Brother Mo."
Lin Ye nodded without any response.
Mo Wutong
He is still in jail.
Perhaps because of the relationship between Mo Wutong and Lin Ye, it is difficult to determine whether he is the mastermind of the rebellion case involving Shi Xianfeng and others.
So Mo Wutong has always been locked up, but for the sake of safety, his cultivation was abolished.
Xue Tongchui looked at Lin Ye's reaction, but Lin Ye didn't react at all.
He expected Lin Ye to ask how your senior brother Mo was doing, but Lin Ye didn't say a word.
At this moment, Xue Tongchui, who was still a child, suddenly realized how complicated the emotions in the world are.
He suddenly felt a little at a loss.
Lin Ye put the big fat boy on the ground, took his hand and said as he walked: "Why are Monk Hua and the others so slow?"
Xue Tongchui nodded: "Yes, he is really slow."
Lin Ye rubbed Xue Tongchui's head with his other hand. Xue Tongchui raised his head and looked at Lin Ye, with some sadness in his eyes that should not appear in him.
Maybe he just felt that everyone was a fellow disciple, and even if Senior Brother Mo made some mistakes, he shouldn't be locked up in prison forever.
Lin Ye still didn't say much because he didn't want to lie to a child.
In fact, Lin Ye did forget about Mo Wutong.
After the rebellion, many things happened. Until Lin Ye came to Linhai County, he didn't think of Mo Wutong.
But the investigators did not dare to do anything to Mo Wutong according to his guilt just because Lin Ye had forgotten.
An hour later, study room.
Lin Ye called two soldiers over and handed them a handwritten letter: "Send it to Geling and give it to Ning Gong, and then see how they deal with it."
The two soldiers agreed, took the letter, and turned around to leave.
Lin Ye walked to the window and looked outside. He couldn't help but think of his master and his wife.
It seems that I haven't seen them for a long time. They should have known about Chen Weiwei and Mo Wutong for a long time, but the two of them have never come forward because of this matter, and they have not even written a letter to Lin Ye.
Early the next morning, Lin Ye gathered all his people, including monks Xue Tongchui, Ning Zhuhua, who had just arrived, and Jingzhou military general Qin Jin.
"I will lead them to find a way to raid Mosjiu Island and find the location of the source rune. After you see the signal, you can lead your troops closer to Mosjiu Island to find an opportunity to land."
Qin Jin agreed: "Yes!"
Lin Ye glanced at everyone, then waved his hand: "Let's go."
A cloud boat carried everyone away from the shore and flew towards the vast sea.
About a month and a half before this, it was the day Monk Hua left Geling with Ning Zhu and Xue Tongchui.
Ning Weimo, who was working in the reception office, received news from someone below that several of His Royal Highness's classmates from the Yunzhou Martial Arts School had gone to see Mo Wutong.
Ning Weimo was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He asked, "Why are felons like Mo Wutong still alive?"
Yao Xinyuan, who was sitting next to him, said: "Master Xumi is not in Geling. The people handling the case in Dali Temple may have felt that Mo Wutong's status was special, so they did not dare to convict him casually."
Ning Weimo frowned slightly: "Is there any official document reported by Dali Temple about this matter?"
Yao Xinyuan shook his head and said, "I didn't see it. I'll have someone look for it."
Soon after, all the official documents regarding the registration office of Dali Temple during the case were dug out.
Several clerks with swords and pens rummaged through it and finally came to the conclusion that Dali
Neither the temple nor the Ministry of Punishment reported anything about Mo Wutong.
"It seems that they want to wait until Master Xumi comes back before talking about these guys..."
Hearing what Ning Weimo said, Yao Xinyuan said: "In fact, they must be in a dilemma. They should be punished according to their crimes, but they are afraid that His Highness the Prince will come back and ask..."
Ning Weimo said: "If His Royal Highness really thinks of asking, that will be the time when they are in trouble."
He thought for a moment, wrote a note and handed it to his subordinates: "Send to Dali Temple."
Soon, the note without the seal of the office was delivered to Dali Temple. The person staying at Dali Temple was a young man whom Xumi Pianruo valued very much, named Dou Shude, who is now the young minister of Dali Temple.
When Xumi Pianruo was not in Geling, he handled matters in Dali Temple in an orderly manner.
When Dou Shude saw this note written by Master Zaifu himself, cold sweat broke out on Dou Shude's forehead.
There were actually only a few words in this note, but two sentences in it were like knives that pierced Dou Shude's heart.
The first sentence: Isn’t what you did on your own a dereliction of duty and a violation of the law?
Second sentence: Do you want to wait for Master Xumi to come back and make the decision? Do you want to harm him or do you want to harm the entire Dali Temple?
He paced back and forth in the room, his steps getting faster and faster.
After struggling for at least half an hour, he finally gritted his teeth and made a decision. He called his cronies over to explain a few words, but he was worried and followed him in person.
In the prison.
Mo Wutong saw a group of people suddenly appearing and realized that his life might have come to an end.
"Before you do anything, I want to ask you something."
Mo Wutong looked at the person behind the crowd
He recognized the man in brocade clothes whom he had seen twice before. He was Dou Shude, the young minister of Dali Temple.
"Master Dou, you suddenly wanted to send me away today. Did Lin Ye suddenly think of me and ask you to give me a ride?"
Dou Shude frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense. You are a death row prisoner for serious treason. You are subject to national law. What does it have to do with His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Mo Wutong couldn't help but sneer: "If it were really the law of the country that punished me, then I should be dragged to the street and beheaded like everyone else."
He looked at the ropes held by two of them, and sneered: "They are all Your Highness, and this method is indeed a little underhanded."
He straightened his clothes, sat up straight and said, "Please tell Mr. Dou to tell Lin Ye that I'm going to do this to him. I really look down on him."
After saying this, close your eyes: "Come on."
Half an hour later, we arrived at the office.
Ning Weimo opened the note and looked at it. After just two glances, his face immediately turned ugly. He stood up suddenly and slapped the table with his palm.
"Even if the gods come down to earth today, they can't save Dou Shude!"
Mr. Ning has always been gentle and gentle. Even when he is serious in the office, he rarely loses his temper.
Especially in the past year or so, everyone has been so tired that they can't stand up straight. Master Ning knows that it's not easy for everyone, so he rarely loses his temper.
Today, when the anger rose, everyone's expressions changed with fright.
Yao Xinyuan came over quickly: "Ning Gong, what happened?"
Ning Weimo said angrily: "I sent the note to Dou Shude because Master Xumi valued him and gave him some advice, but he actually sent someone to hide in the cell secretly.
He killed Mo Wutong and then wrote me a note saying that Mo Wutong had committed suicide out of fear of crime?!"
When Yao Xinyuan heard this, his expression changed: "Now that someone knows about it, wouldn't it mean that someone would suspect that it was His Highness the Crown Prince's instruction?"
Ning Weimo's face turned blue with anger: "I really don't understand how Master Xumi thinks this person can be used."
He paced back and forth in the room angrily.
"Don't say that His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't know about this matter. Even if he knew about it, he would only intervene in five words: act in accordance with national laws!"
"It's good now. This Dou Shude is so smart that it makes people think that His Highness the Crown Prince is intolerant of others. His Highness's reputation has been ruined by these villains!"
"I handed him a note and named him by name. Isn't it dereliction of duty and violation of the law that he acted on his own initiative?"
At this point, Ning Weimo stretched out his hand and said, "Go and ask the Imperial Guard to surround Dali Temple. Everyone involved in Mo Wutong's case today, no matter who they are, will be arrested!"
Another hour later.
Dou Shude knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head, because he did not expect that something he thought he was doing very carefully to please his superiors would actually lead to death. Until now, he has not figured out where he went wrong.
Is it wrong for him to keep Mo Wutong because he considers Master Xumi's future?
Was it wrong for him to strangle Mo Wutong to death in prison for the sake of His Highness the Crown Prince?
Isn't this what Mr. Zaifu meant?
He never thought that this incident would provoke the Supreme Saint.
Xie Fuwei leaned on the chair and did not look at Dou Shude. Instead, he whispered to Ning Weimo: "Xumi asked me several times before when I can come back."
, now it seems that it is time for him to come back. After he arrives at Geling, you tell him that he does not need to come to the palace to see me, but to talk to you in front of you about whether Dali Temple wants to be the first piece of rotten flesh on Dayu's body.
?”
Ning Weimo stood up and said, "Chen, remember."
Xie Fuwei still didn't look at Dou Shude and waved his hand casually: "Ling Chi, he strangled the person who deserves Ling Chi, so let him take the blame for Ling Chi."