I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

There were not many people staying overnight at Huangjue Temple. Jiang Yuan strolled to the small courtyard where she lived at that time at night. The courtyard was still empty. She pushed the door open and entered the house. There were candles on the table.

The room was the same as before, with no difference. There was no dust on the table, which meant it was cleaned regularly.

"Miss, it took me a long time to find you. How come you are here?" Chunzhi came in from outside holding a lantern.

"It's okay, just take a look, why haven't you rested yet?"

Chunzhi carried the lantern and followed Jiang Yuan out of the room. "I see the girl is not in the room. I came out to look for her."

There was still unmelted snow in Huangjue Temple. The two of them lit a lantern and walked on the deep and quiet road. Chunzhi suddenly asked, "Girl, where are you from?"

"a place far away."

"I read in a book that some ghosts wander the human world for a thousand years before they can find a body to reincarnate. Did the girl come from hundreds of years ago?"

Jiang Yuan laughed and said, "No, it should be several hundred years later."

"Ah, hundreds of years later, can we still look for it later?"

"I don't know. This world is multidimensional, with many levels and planes. In my plane, maybe the speed of time is the same as in this plane."

Chunzhi was confused, she didn't understand a word.

The days in Huangjue Temple were very quiet. He got up early to teach Qu Ying martial arts. While she was doing horse stance or practicing martial arts, Jiang Yuan practiced martial arts beside her. Basically, both of them went back to the room in the morning, sweating all over, to take a shower and change clothes.

In the afternoon, Qu Ying went to the main hall to kneel and recite scriptures, while Jiang Yuan was copying Buddhist scriptures in the room. Although she always said how great their Taoism was, she actually had no faith of her own. According to Chinese tradition, people believe in whichever religion they need.

As the descendant of an ancient martial arts family, she has lived in the mountains since she was a child. There is a house on the top of the mountain. The library is very tall and large, with an armory, a training room, a bamboo forest, and a Buddhist hall. Copying scriptures is something she has loved to do since she was a child.

After traveling here, every time she picks up a pen, she will think of her parents. She wonders how they are doing. Fortunately, she is not the only child in the family, so her parents will not become lonely old widows.

After six or seven days of quiet days, the weather finally improved. When it was almost time for dinner, Jiang Yuan put down his pen and stretched. Chunzhi caught a cold and had a fever.

This time they brought Chunzhi and Luzhu with them. Jiang Yuan asked Luzhu to take care of Chunzhi while she went down the mountain to the clinic to get some medicine for Chunzhi.

Qu Ying was still chanting in the main hall. After saying a few words to Lu Zhu, Jiang Yuan went down the mountain.

Huangjue Temple is located on a mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. The small town at the foot of the mountain is very lively and prosperous because it is close to the capital. Basically, everything that is available in the capital can be found here.

The way up and down the mountain is not far, and it only takes about half an hour to walk. Jiang Yuan is a fast walker, and after half an hour, he was already in the clinic waiting for the waiter to prepare medicine.

After leaving the clinic, I strolled around the town and bought some sesame cakes, fried plums, and a few strings of candied haws.

Time flies when we are shopping, and by the time we leave the town and head up the mountain, it has already dark.

Holding a string of candied haws in his hand and carrying a small bamboo basket on his back, he went up the mountain humming a little tune in the sky which was not yet completely dark.

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan stopped walking, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in place, and he pricked up his ears and heard a muffled groan.

The woods on both sides of the mountain road were still covered with dead grass and branches, so any movement could be heard clearly, especially now, when there was no one on the mountain road and there was no wind today.

Following the sound, she walked over carefully. Before she got close, a sword emitting a cold light stabbed towards her. She turned around swiftly to avoid it, and the bamboo skewer of the candied haws with two fruits left in her hand stabbed towards the hand holding the sword.

Just when the bamboo stick was about to pierce, Jiang Yuan suddenly withdrew her hand and she saw clearly the person holding the sword.

"Thank you, Fourth Brother?" Jiang Yuan called out softly.

Xie Yunxiao fell to the ground, forced himself to stand up, holding the sword in his right hand, but an arrow pierced through his right shoulder. His face was pale and his expression was solemn.

"Second sister? Why are you here?" Xie Yunxiao did not expect to meet Jiang Yuan, and from Jiang Yuan's reaction just now, his brain was not working very well now, but he could see that Jiang Yuan's two moves just now were not ordinary skills.

Throwing away the candied haws in his hand, Jiang Yuan rushed to Xie Yunxiao and asked, "Who hurt you, how..." Before he could finish his words, Xie Yunxiao put his finger to his mouth.

Before he could say anything, Jiang Yuan stopped talking, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he listened carefully to the movements.

Ten seconds later, Xie Yunxiao whispered, "Go quickly."

Jiang Yuan didn't move, looking at a certain direction in the darkness, and silently let go of Xie Yunxiao's hand, "Why are you leaving? Don't leave now that you're here."

A dark shadow approached from a distance, with only the knife in his hand emitting an eerie white light. However, before he could make a move or even make a sound, his throat was pierced by a bamboo stick, which pressed against his Adam's apple, and there were two candied haws.

The black shadow lowered his head in shock, looking at the bamboo stick that pierced his throat. The next second, the stick was pulled out, and blood spurted out like a water gun, drawing a beautiful arc in the dark air.

The person fell down. Jiang Yuan raised his leg, blocked it with his knee, and then slowly put the person on the ground, making almost no sound.

Xie Yunxiao, who was also lying on the ground, almost had his eyes popped out. Did he recognize the wrong person? Was this Jiang Huai's sister, the one who was slapped, with eyes lowered in tears, and looked so pitiful?

"Let's go." Jiang Yuan didn't say any more words. He supported Xie Yunxiao and walked up the mountain.

Now the two of them definitely couldn't take the mountain road, and could only go through the woods on both sides.

The courtyard where Jiang Yuan lived last time in Huangjue Temple was close to the edge. Luzhu said there was a dog hole there, which was so big that it would almost become a door if it was bigger.

It would be best to enter Huangjue Temple from there with Xie Yunxiao without being discovered by others.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yuan asked as he walked.

Xie Yunxiao gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He ran here because he also wanted to hide in Huangjue Temple. There were many people and courtyards in the temple. This was a national temple, so the thieves would be more restrained.

Even if they are really found and a fight breaks out, the noise will definitely attract people. There are monks in Huangjue Temple, so there is still a glimmer of hope.

"There is a hidden story behind the bandits in Dongshan County. I was carrying the news back to Beijing, but was robbed and killed on the way." Xie Yunxiao spoke weakly and his steps were unsteady. Fortunately, Jiang Yuan was not tall and still had some strength, so he half-carried him along.

Not long after walking, Xie Yunxiao began to pant. He really had no strength left, so he forced a helpless smile, "Second sister, I didn't know you were so capable."

There was a chaotic sound behind them, and both of them heard it. Xie Yunxiao used his injured right hand to support Jiang Yuan's shoulder, "Go quickly, take me with you, you can't get away."

He took out a bamboo tube from his bosom and said, "Take this back to the capital and give it to the princess. Ask her to present it to His Majesty."

Jiang Yuan didn't take it, but stopped and said, "You hand it over yourself."