Shengjing Conspiracy

Qin Ji Molan died.

Wen Youqing froze in place immediately, why did Mo Lan, who was talking and laughing with him in the street yesterday, die?

"You said Qin Ji Molan is dead?" Wen Youqing still couldn't believe it, "Is it the Qin Ji from Xunxiang Tower?"

The servant who was held back was also taken aback, and it took a long time before he dared to nod and say yes, seeing that Youqing didn't continue to ask questions, he winked at his companion, and they left the yard together.

Seeing that Wen Youqing's expression was not right, Jing Yun couldn't help but regret that he had tossed too hard last night, "What did Mo Lan's death remind you of?"

"Mo Lan's death has nothing to do with the young master of the Miao family." Wen Youqing said firmly.

——"This girl is also a loyal person, see you by fate."

The words of the young master of the Miao family are still in his ears, and the ruthlessness when he said these words is also clearly visible, "We have to go to the Miao family to find this young master of the Miao family."

"It's simple." Jing Yun stroked his cheek with his fingers, "Your husband is now the nephew of the owner of Luming Manor. Wouldn't it be just right to go to Miao's Mansion to do business?"

"what business?"

"A scum with three wives and four concubines accidentally got a spice that can control people's mind. This is a good business opportunity for scum."

Jing Yun elongated his tone deliberately, the cloud in Wen Youqing's heart dissipated a bit, and he reached out to poke his face, "Okay, husband of three wives and four concubines, let's go to Miao's house."

"Does Yan'er want to change?"

"No, today Yan'er wants to 'disguise herself as a man'."

The life and death of Qin Ji in Kunshan County did not affect Jiangnan Xing and Li Suwen on the mountain. Their goal today is Dingfa Temple on Yushan Mountain, which is also the temple where the monk went to Zhaowen County.

According to Li Suwen's inquiries, Dingfa Temple was not built for a long time, that is, it only appeared in the past ten years. It is said to be a joint venture of wealthy businessmen in Kunshan County. It is said to be a blessing for Kunshan County, and the incense is not bad.

The two walked outside Dingfa Temple. Jiang Nanxing sorted out the wrinkled clothes, and after confirming the appearance of Mr. Pianpianjia, he walked into Dingfa Temple.

The little monk who was sweeping the floor at the door came over when he saw someone coming, and put his hands together: "Amitabha, what's the matter with the donor?"

"This little master grew up in Dingfa Temple?" Jiang Nanxing put his palms together in a decent manner, which was a little funny.

The little monk tilted his head to look at this strange man in front of him, the one with a handsome appearance and a neat figure is a suave and suave man.

Such a person is definitely not a bad person, the little monk thought truthfully.

When he saw the person behind the interrogator, the cold eyes like poisonous snakes made people frightened just by looking at them.

This must be a bad person, the little monk thought again.

"Returning to the benefactor, the little monk was picked up by the abbot and grew up in the temple." The little monk replied in a low voice, and Jiang Nanxing asked with a smile: "The little master knows when this Dingfa Temple was built?"

"I'm not sure about this. The benefactor can ask other brothers, they know more." The little monk touched his bald head a little embarrassed.

"Is there something wrong with the benefactors?"

Jiang Nanxing thought the little monk was very funny and just wanted to tease him, when a deep voice came from behind him.

"Go back."

Jiangnan Xing turned around and saw a stooped but tall old monk, Li Suwen took a step to stand in front of Jiangnan Xing, the young monk popped up his head and respectfully said: "Abbot, these two benefactors just asked some questions. thing."

The abbot looked around at Jiangnan Xing and Li Suwen with his cloudy eyes, and when he saw that the little monk wanted to say something, he glanced at him and said, "Go clean the backyard with your senior brother, there are pilgrims staying today."

"I'll go right away! Abbot!" The little monk ran all the way to the backyard with his broom in his arms. Before leaving, he still gave Jiang Nanxing an apologetic look.

The little monk left, and the abbot looked at Jiangnan Xing and said, "I don't know what's the matter with the benefactor?" Those eyes were calm and calm.

Jiangnan Xing put his hands together and said solemnly: "I wonder if I can stay in the temple for one night, fasting and praying for my parents and elder brothers."

Jiangnan Xing, whose parents had long since returned home, rolled his eyes.

The abbot has no right to refuse, and Dingfa Temple has pilgrims staying overnight all year round to fast, not to mention that when he dismissed the young monk just now, he said that someone is staying in fast today, and if he refuses Jiangnan Xing, he will slap himself in the face.

"The benefactor doesn't think the Dingfa Temple is simple, so the poor monk arranges a bed for the benefactor, is this one with you?" the abbot looked at Li Su and asked, Li Su asked in agreement, and the abbot called a disciple.

"Arrange two rooms for the two benefactors." The abbot instructed the disciples.

two rooms?

No no no, no need!

"A hiss!" Li Su asked, looking at his feet, then at Jiangnan Xing who seemed to be doing nothing, and took a deep breath.

After a while, the disciple ran back, panting and said to the abbot, "Abbot, senior brother said, there is only one room left."

The abbot turned to look at Jiangnan Xing with some embarrassment, and Li Su asked the two of them. Before Jiang Nan Xing had time to say anything, Li Su asked, "Just stay in one room, don't bother."

God help me!

The abbot couldn't say anything, so he said Amitabha and went down with his disciples to make arrangements. Jiangnan Xing, who stayed where he was, turned around and continued walking inside, saying, "You sleep on the floor tonight."

"No." Li Su asked Yizheng to look at him, "It's too cold on this mountain, I'll catch a cold."

"Catch a cold?" Jiang Nanxing stretched out his hand to poke the other's thick chest,

Now it is the season of early spring, the young leaves have just climbed the new branches, and the half of the mountain is dazzled with peach pink. In Dingfa Temple, Li Suwen looked at Jiangnan Xing who was poking his chest. Those white hands were especially suitable for holding his cough.

After Jiang Nanxing finished speaking, he thought he would receive a response from Li Suwen, but when he looked up, he saw Li Suwen's face was cold and he didn't know what he was thinking. Kai Lisu asked the hand on his waist, raised his eyebrows: "This is a Buddhist holy place, don't think about it."

It is because in Buddhism that new ways of playing can be thought of.

Li Suwen answered silently in her heart, but she definitely wouldn't say it out loud, and it would be strange if Nan Xing didn't get angry after hearing it.

After confirming that they were staying in Dingfa Temple, the two of them strolled around in Dingfa Temple and walked to the back mountain.

"Where is that place?" Jiang Nanxing looked at the locked courtyard door in front of him and asked Li Su.

"It's connected to the door of the back mountain." Li Suwen walked over to look at the lock: "There are rust marks on the lock, it must have been used for a long time."

Jiang Nanxing walked over, bumped the lock, knelt down and pulled out a dagger from his boots, and pointed it at the lock.

Li Suwen, who was watching from the side, inexplicably felt that Jiangnan Xing's cutting was not a lock, and the lower part was inexplicably painful.

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Nanxing threw the lock aside, opened the door and walked in, but Li Suwen was still standing there.

Li Suwen covered his mouth and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and gave a random reason, Jiang Nanxing glanced at it in disgust, turned around and walked on his own, regardless of the people behind him.

"Nan Xing, come and take a look." Li Suwen followed behind, his eyes wandering around, not daring to put on Jiang Nan Xing.

While floating around, some traces high on the tree caught his attention, and he stopped Jiang Nanxing who was walking in front.

Jiang Nanxing came back and found nothing wrong with his eyes. He was just about to mock Li Suwen, but when he took a closer look, he saw that there seemed to be some scars on the tree that Li Suwen pointed to, ranging from deep to shallow, as if someone had used a knife at different times. Planned.

"The person who left these marks should have some kung fu. These marks are quite deep and the force is even." Li Suwen touched his chin, a little puzzled, who left the marks here, and what is the significance?

Jiang Nanxing didn't guard a single tree. He looked at other trees and found that there were many marks of different shades: "Could there be a fight before this, and will the sword and sword leave such marks?"

"It's okay to chop with a sword, but this has always been the place of Dingfa Temple. If there is a fight, the monks should know." Li Suwen said, pointing to Dingfa Temple.

The two continued to walk in the depths, the farther they went, the quieter and colder the surroundings became, Jiang Nanxing approached Li Suwen, the chill in the tarsal bones dissipated a little, he thought, he also learned martial arts, why is he not afraid of the cold.

"Be careful where you step, the ground is a little wet, there should be a source of water nearby." Li Suwen held Jiangnan Xing's waist, although he knew that the other party was not weak, but he still took care of him subconsciously.

"I can't fall." Jiang Nanxing pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't push him away.

Dingfa Temple is on the sunny side of the mountain. Jiangnan Xing and Li Suwen followed their footprints until they walked to the shaded side. The air became more and more humid. After they had walked for a long time, Li Suwen stopped, "Look here."

Jiang Nanxing turned over the grass and looked over, and saw a dense white bone lying in the grass for an unknown number of days.

In the depths of the desolate mountain forest, it seemed that someone let out a sigh because of this sentence, which made the coldness even worse.

"Wearing a monk's robe, is he a monk from Dingfa Temple?" Li Su asked squatting down, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and looked at the clothes covering the bones. Although it was very worn out, it was not difficult to see that it was a monk's robe. He frowned when he found the monk's skeleton at the back of the mountain, "This man was hacked to death with a knife and burnt."

Jiang Nanxing looked at the tear on the clothes and the traces of the fire, and thought of the traces on the tree he saw before: "What happened to this place, why didn't we know that such a tragedy happened here?"

"It should be covered up by someone. Guess what kind of person can do this?" Li Su asked, put away the veil, stood up and asked Jiang Nanxing.

Jiang Nan stared at his chin: "It's either rich or expensive. This Kunshan County really hides a lot of things."

"It's always not peaceful when the weather is calm." Li Suwen looked around lightly, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go."

When the two were about to leave in the direction they came from, a man in black suddenly walked out of the forest, facing Jiangnan Xing Li Suwen who was about to leave, he drew his sword and rushed over.

"Avoid!" Li Suwen raised his palm to meet the man in black, taking advantage of the time when the man in black was forced back by the palm wind, he turned to Jiangnan Xing and said, "Go back down the mountain and go back to Luming Manor!"