Heroic Wife Reborn

Whether Hua Nu was sane from the very beginning, or whether she gradually regained her sanity in the following time, what is the difference between this woman and the many medicine men, all of these are turned into ashes along with Hua Nu's bones, and there is no way to verify up. The thing I have always dreamed of has arrived in my hands, but I have never known it for several years. Finally, after losing this thing, I realized that I have obtained what I was looking for. Mo Wen's mood at this moment can be imagined.

At this juncture, Big Boss Qian came to Huguo Temple.

Bring him in, Mo Wen said to the monk who came to report to Boss Qian.

After a while, Boss Qian was led by monks and stood outside the Buddhist hall.

What's the matter? Mo Wen asked in a very calm voice.

Boss Qian knelt on the ground and started crying.

As soon as Boss Qian cried, Mo Wen knew something had happened to his car. Whatever happened, just tell me, Mo Wen said to Boss Qian, It wasn't your fault, and I will never blame you.

Boss Qian told Mo Wen about the gang of thieves rushing into Huixin Bank to burn, kill, and loot. Of course, Boss Qian emphasized that this was done by Zhao Qiuming and Master Zhao!

Mo Wen quietly listened to Boss Qian's cry, and after a while he said, You said that Zhao Qiuming's people killed my monks from the Yongsheng Temple?

Yes, Big Boss Qian insisted, All the masters who went to the bank were killed.

Who has the ability to kill several monks in the Yongsheng Temple in a row? Mo asked, What do those thieves look like?

Boss Qian immediately thought of the female gangster who kneads rocks like dough. There is a woman, said Boss Qian, their boss is a woman.

Mo Wen sneered in the Buddhist hall, who could this be if it wasn't Yu Linglong?

Boss Qian said: Master, the guards below saw with their own eyes the thieves entered Zhao Xiang's mansion.

Understood, Mo Wen said to Boss Qian, I don't blame you for this.

Master, Boss Qian said gratefully upon hearing Mo Wen's words, I'll deposit the carload of things at the original price in the bank for Master. , Boss Qian can still afford to pay.

No need, Mo asked, There is a grievance and a debtor. I will find the lost things myself at the Yongsheng Temple. You can go back. You have worked hard.

Boss Qian didn't dare to say more, got up from the ground, and followed the monk out.

If Zhao Qiuming catches Miss Qian, Mo Wen said suddenly in the Buddhist hall, I will definitely let him release Miss Qian.

Boss Qian knelt on the ground again and thanked Mo Wen. It seemed that he had to pay half a truckload of goods to Yongsheng Temple as a thank you gift.

After Boss Qian left, an attendant monk opened the door and walked into the Buddhist hall. Even the money was robbed. When did their Eternal Life Temple suffer heavy casualties and losses like this night?

Do you believe it's Zhao Qiuming? Mo asked his monk attendant.

The attendant monk said: Master, Zhao Qiuming is a double-faced person. It is not impossible for him to join forces with Yu Linglong.

He doesn't have the guts, Mo Wen shook his head.

Then this is Yu Linglong's framing?

Yes, Mo asked.

Are they Fengtian imperial family going to make an enemy of our Yongsheng Temple? The attendant monk immediately glared at King Kong.

Zhao Qiuming seems to be a person who can't support the wall, Mo Wen said, Fengtian's court is about to change.

The monk attendant was shocked, as soon as Mo Wen said this, he knew that the host was going to give up Zhao Qiuming.

Anyone from Zhao's residence asks to see you again, don't come and bring me here, Mo Wen whispered.

Yes, the attendant monk responded.

Miss Zhao San has lost her usual instincts, Mo Wen said again: I will bring this girl back to Yongsheng Temple. The matter of Fenglin's injury has nothing to do with the Zhao family.

The attendant monk said: Master, didn't you just say...

I won't help him, but it doesn't mean I'm going to hurt him. Mo Wen looked at the broken tea table under his feet, and said, I don't want to have another conflict with Yu Linglong for now, so Zhao Qiuming will let Princess Linglong step on his feet. gone.

Host?

Yu Linglong might be my great enemy, Mo Wen said to his monk attendant, but it's not the time for Tu Qiong to show up yet, let's rest in Fengjing for a day, and we'll go back to the temple the day after tomorrow.

But the host...

Go down.

The attendant monks did not dare to stand in the Buddhist hall anymore, and bowed their heads and left the Buddhist hall.

Mo Wen walked up to the Buddha and put three sticks of incense in the incense burner again.

At this time, Master Fenglin was carried by two monks to the front of the Buddhist hall.

Come in, Mo Wen said in the Buddhist hall without waiting for Master Fenglin to speak.

The monk carried Young Master Fenglin into the Buddhist hall, and then withdrew.

How's your body? Mo asked.

Young Master Fenglin looked at his master who was standing with his back turned to him, and said in a low voice, This disciple has let the master down.

Why should you be disappointed as a teacher? Mo asked: You just met a stronger opponent than you. There are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people. As a teacher, I never think that you are the best in the world, so where does this disappointment come from? Speaking of?

Young Master Fenglin bit his lip.

My teacher told you before that I want you to come to Fengtian to survive your calamity, Mo Wen put down the flint in his hand.

Master Fenglin said: My robbery is Yu Linglong?

Mo Wen turned to look at his little disciple, smiled, and said, After you left the temple, I found out that this is not only your calamity, but also my master's calamity.

What? Young Master Fenglin was moved, his face was completely ruined by Yu Xiaoxiao, so the expression looked distorted.

We will leave Fengtian and go back in the future, Mo asked, If we can't solve the calamity, then we have to find a way to break this calamity.

What exactly is this calamity that Master is talking about? Young Master Fenglin asked.

Change your fate against the sky, Mo Wen said softly, I destroyed the Yongsheng Temple and killed people.

Master Fenglin stared blankly at his master, the temple was destroyed and people died, how could this be possible?

Mo Wen walked up to Young Master Fenglin, patted Young Master Fenglin on the shoulder with his hand, and said, Your teacher is here, so you don't have to be afraid.

Master! Young Master Fenglin suddenly felt aggrieved.

I raised your senior brother after all, Mo asked, He hates me, but I won't hurt him.

Young Master Fenglin almost bit his lips to bleed.

Go back and rest, Mo Wen told Young Master Fenglin to go back.

Master, let's just leave without asking anything? Young Master Fenglin asked.

When did you become so competitive? Mo Wen looked at his little disciple and laughed, even the smile that reached his eyes was indifferent, Do you want your senior brother to die, or Yu Linglong to die?

I, Young Master Fenglin hesitated for a while, but finally shook his head and said, Fenglin dare not think about killing.

Mo Wen's hand patted Young Master Fenglin's head twice, and the expression on his face looked like that of a kind elder.

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