On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

The abbot was purely curious. He heard from Yan Ruyu that the psychic who was brought back lived in this room, so he came to take a look.

Hearing him knocking on the door, Lou Tingyu asked, "Who?"

The abbot said outside the door: "Amitabha, it is me, the poor monk, I heard from the princess that the donor is injured, so I came to visit you."

Lou Tingyu looked at Huo Changhe, and Huo Changhe stepped forward and opened the door.

"Your Highness," the abbot said with a smile, "Let me take a look..."

"No need," Huo Changhe interrupted him, "He is injured, so it is inconvenient to disturb him."

Abbot: “…Alright.”

What Huo Changhe said was not wrong, but the abbot just felt that something was strange, as if Huo Changhe was a little emotional.

What emotions? Could it be that this person with superpowers was too talkative and said something he shouldn't have said, making Huo Changhe think that people with superpowers were like monsters?

With all sorts of random thoughts running through his mind, Huo Changhe had already closed the door and walked towards the main house.

The abbot looked at his back and followed him subconsciously.

After walking a few steps, Huo Changhe turned back and looked at him: "Abbot, if you have nothing else to do, please go back first. The prince and the princess have something important to discuss."

"...Okay." The abbot was a little puzzled, but nodded. "Okay, I'll go first."

As soon as he left, Huo Changhe's face darkened instantly. After thinking it over, he turned around and left the hospital.

Yan Ruyu was feeding the Tibetan fox in the house and waiting for Huo Zhongmao, and knew nothing about these things.

Yinding has been very busy these past two days and came back late last night. However, he has long been used to it and after taking a short nap he feels full of energy again.

When I'm busy, I'm busy. When I'm free, I go to the big house to clean up. This time it snowed again, so I called a few guys and prepared to go sweep the snow.

As soon as they passed the Moon Gate while chatting and laughing, they saw Huo Changhe coming towards them.

The other people were holding tools and silver ingots in their empty hands. They were making a strange gesture and saying "biu biu biu" in their mouths. I don't know what sound they were imitating.

"The abbot said this is called Ultraman Laser, and it's extremely powerful."

Beibei was curious: "But where is the light?"

"It's just an analogy," Yinding patted him on the head, "Do you understand?"

After saying that, several people saw Huo Changhe and hurried to meet him.

"Your Majesty."

"Hello, my Lord!"

They smiled, and Huo Changhe nodded slowly, his face not looking very good.

Yinding had followed him the longest and could best sense and understand his emotions. He gave the other brothers a wink, and the others left.

"Your Highness," Yinding came forward and whispered, "What do you want me to do? If anyone displeases you, just tell me and I will teach him a lesson."

Huo Changhe stared at him: "Silver ingot."

Yinding's heart sank, realizing that something big must have happened.

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"You are the most important guard beside me, and the one who has followed me the longest. I grew up with you. I have long regarded you as a brother, not a subordinate."

Yinding's eyes were filled with tears. This was indeed the case. Huo Changhe was not being sentimental, but the truth.

He was an orphan and had been wandering since he was young. As far as he could remember, he had been begging on the streets and competing for food with stray dogs.

When the prince and the old prince passed by, they chased away the wild dogs for him and took him back to the palace holding his hand.

From then on, Yinding had a home, a master and brothers.

But he didn't dare to say the word "brother".

No matter how much the prince indulges him or pampers him, he must remember his identity and duties and cannot overstep the mark.

But at this moment, hearing the prince mention "brother" in person, how could my heart not be overwhelmed.

"My Lord, just tell me what happened. If you want my life, just take it!"

Huo Changhe: “…” That’s too serious.

"This prince wants you to live well and live a long life. When we are stable, I will ask the princess to find a good girl for you, someone who is compatible with you, so that you can live a good life and have more children."

When Yinding heard this, not only did his eyes become wet, but his nose also felt sore. The prince treated him so well.

"Yin Ding, this king does have something that I need you to do. No one else can do it, only you can."

Yinding patted his chest and was about to express his determination, but Huo Changhe grabbed his wrist and stopped him: "Keep your eyes on the abbot."

Silver Ingot: “??!!”

"Abbot? He..."

"Don't ask why. Just keep an eye on him. Also, try to get some information out of him, such as what happened 20 years ago, where he is, what he's been through, etc."

Yinding took a deep breath.

To be honest, apart from his masters, among all his friends and brothers, except Jin Ding who was his mortal friend, he felt that the one he had the best and most reliable relationship with was the abbot.

He didn't like the abbot at first, but later he was conquered by his wisdom and talent, and he admired him very much.

Moreover, the princess has a good relationship with the abbot. He is like a master and a benefactor, and they are all like a family.

But how... Yinding's mind was full of question marks.

Huo Changhe patted his shoulder and said meaningfully: "Can you do it?"

Yinding's firm determination emerged from the numerous question marks.

"can."

Must be able to.

As long as there is no conflict with the prince, he is willing to make friends with everyone. He is everyone's brother Tuotuo and will do what a friend should do.

But once there is a conflict with the prince, he can only be the prince's first guard, Yinding.

"it is good."

……

The abbot returned to the courtyard in confusion and entered the space to look at the broken jade piece again, but there was still no reaction. He thought that since he had nothing to do anyway, he might as well try other broken things to see if they could be located in the right place if they were incomplete.

Who should I ask for it? Of course, the guys, they have a lot of stuff, and they can ask for it easily without asking too many questions.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw the silver ingot.

"Tuotuo, you came at the right time. I was just looking for you."

Yinding was strolling at the entrance of his courtyard. He agreed, but had not changed his mind yet and reminded himself not to reveal anything.

He was muttering to himself when the abbot called him.

"What do you want from me?" Yinding became alert.

Why did the abbot come to him right after the prince gave the order? Did he know something?

"Of course I have something to ask you," the abbot said. "Do you have any small items that you carry with you? Give me one. It can be something you don't want or broken, but it has to be yours."

Yinding's heart was pounding. It must be his, no matter how bad it was. What was he trying to do?

Could it be that he was going to perform a ritual? He had heard that some Taoist priests could perform rituals, using hair, nails, etc. to seduce souls and kill people.

Yinding looked at him steadily and thought, well, in order to complete the task given by the prince without revealing any flaws, it doesn't matter what if he sacrifices his life.

He gritted his teeth, pulled off his tiara, and his hair fell down.

The abbot was puzzled and subconsciously took a step back, looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yinding pushed her hair back to her head and said through gritted teeth, "Take as many strands as you want!"

The abbot's eyes widened, and he reached out his hand to touch Yinding's forehead: "You don't have a fever, do you? What do I need your hair for?"

Yinding clenched his teeth and said, "What else do you want?"

Take out the dagger and cut off a little nail on your little finger.

"enough?"

Abbot: “…” What day is today?

Why are they all abnormal!