After being dressed in trouble, the faint-hearted man forced me to become rich

533.

When Bian Guanyue and Zen Xian arrived at the boundary of Qingdaoxuan, the doors and windows of the surrounding pavilions were closed tightly, and the streets were empty, not half as lively as the previous visit.

"What's going on?" Bian Guanyue was puzzled: "It's a bit early, but it's not so hard that no one can't see it."

Immortal Chan shook his head. He has been staying in the palace for the past few days, and he doesn't know what happened here.

Bian Guanyue walked quickly: "You go to find someone nearby to inquire about it."

Immortal Chan hurriedly followed: "I don't, I have to stay by Young Master's side all the time to protect you."

"There is nothing to protect. The most urgent thing is to find someone to understand the situation, and then ask if there are any descendants of the genius doctor. Time is running out and you and I will split up." Although Bian Guanyue has only been to this place once, she has an inexplicable sense of familiarity and security in her heart. He pointed to the hillside in front of him: "Do you see the stone steps over there? I'll go up to find someone, and you and I will meet at the foot of the mountain in an hour."

534.

After explaining to the Chan Immortal, Bian Guanyue ran to the stone steps, took a few breaths and was about to start climbing the mountain. When she looked up, she accidentally saw an old monk in plain clothes sweeping the floor next to the bamboo forest at the bottom of the slope.

Great to have someone there!He is still a native of Qingdaoxuan!Bian Guanyue went downhill in a hurry and almost tripped. She stopped the car a second before hitting the old monk's back, clasped her hands together and said, "Master?"

The old monk didn't turn around, and while concentrating on sweeping the floor, he talked to Guan Yue: "Is there something wrong with the benefactor?"

"Excuse me, excuse me, I do have something to ask Master, I will leave after I ask, and I will not disturb you sweeping the floor." Bian Guanyue politely expressed the purpose of asking for help, and said in a long way: "This sunny morning, why is there nothing on the street? people?"

The old monk said in a calm tone: "Things are different and people are different. People take tea to cool down. Everything in the world comes and goes."

Bianguan Yue:?What do you mean.

He carefully digested it for a long time, and Fang tentatively asked: "Master, you mean, something happened to Qing Daoxuan?"

"Qingdaoxuan is no longer what it used to be." The old monk was finally willing to say a few more words: "It is useless in the temple. Before the tree falls and its roots are destroyed, it will suffer the pain of uprooting."

Bian Guanyue gradually figured out the purpose of this chapter's reading comprehension, and silently translated it to herself in her heart: Qingdaoxuan has no use for the imperial court, and some people can't see it taking up space, so they plan to demolish it.

535.

When the thinking is not as clear as expected, the long-lost questioning session will come here:

The question is, under what circumstances will a Jianghu organization that has been quiet for a long time become a thorn in the court's side in just a few days?

This is as inexplicable as a kind-hearted samurai who has left his hometown and suddenly attracted enemies.

Answer, the father is dead, the mother is gone, and the feud has come to the door.

Returning to reality means that the backer has fallen, and some people can't wait to get rid of this serious problem.

Is this a coincidence?

Jiang Nanshu also fell ill within a few days.

536.

Bian Guanyue thought about it and felt that the fog in front of him had lifted. After hearing that the blue bird held the flower, he should have thought that the relationship between Qingdaoxuan and Yulou Tiangong was very unusual.

Judging from the information obtained in the past, Yulou Tiangong is like a fairy palace standing outside the world, while Qingdaoxuan can be called the human branch of Yulou Tiangong, which specializes in curing diseases and saving people, and accumulating virtue and doing good deeds.

At the same time, he would think of Jiangnan Shu's words that the last descendant of Qing Daoxuan passed away five years ago, which happened to coincide with the time when Palace Mistress Yinyue had an accident.

It seems that Qingdaoxuan is also guarded by Jiangnan Shu for Yulou Tiangong.

"..." While figuring it out, Bian Guanyue also sensed the bleakness of hope. Jiangnan Shuxu is the person who knows Qing Daoxuan the best in the world. If he doesn't save himself, doesn't it mean that Qing Daoxuan can't do anything about his illness.

The old monk swept the dust off his feet and was about to go up the mountain with his broom.

"Master!" Bian Guanyue didn't dare to give up, and hurriedly went up two steps to stop the old monk: "You are from Qingdaoxuan, I know you are hostile to Jiangnan Shu, but he has worked hard for Yulou Tiangong for many years and has no credit There is also hard work. Now that he is seriously ill and bedridden, some villains immediately have unreasonable thoughts, please find a way to save him, saving him is saving Yulou Tiangong."

The old monk said very frankly: "Your Majesty, what he has in mind is the unsolvable poison of the blue bird carrying the flower."

"Blue Bird Holding Flowers?" Bian Guanyue was dumbfounded: "Isn't he on good terms with Palace Master Yinyue? How could he be poisoned by Blue Bird Holding Flowers and still have no solution?"

"Poison is 'unsolvable'." The old monk clasped his hands together, raised his head and smiled gently at Bian Guanyue: "It's not unsolvable."

Just looking at each other, Bian Guanyue almost fell off the stone steps!

537.

Since Bianguanyue crossed, there are two things that she will never forget.

One is his tens of millions of debts, and the other is his dimensional pocket.

Since he keeps the Dimension Pocket firmly in mind, of course he will not forget the appearance of the monk who gave him this thing!

That monk looked exactly like the old monk in front of him, even the depth of the three forehead lines on his forehead remained the same!

538.

"You!" Bian Guanyue's head hurt violently, as if there were a thousand or eight hundred rockets jumping up and down in his head, he tried to open his eyes while covering his head, but the foreground in front of him was strictly blocked by the sudden appearance of messy and broken pictures Reality.

He thought that Yulou Tiangong actually saw Yulou Tiangong, that what Jiangnanshu saw was the young version he had seen in prison, that Zen Immortal saw a short-headed follower, and that the blue bird held flowers on the shop floor. Countless medical books in front of me, thinking of Yinyue...

What I saw was a young man wearing a mask. Under the mask was his serious self.

539.

He saw that he rescued Jiangnan Shu from the prison, and saw that he told the world as the master of Yulou Tiangong that Yulou Tiangong was about to support the fifth prince to ascend to the throne.

He saw himself incarnate as a little servant and sneaked into the palace to stay with Jiangnan Shu every step of the way. He saw the young man he had grown up with himself, bowed his head and gave him a green kiss: "I don't want to see you working so hard."

He also saw that he had made a wrong move, and in order not to hurt Jiangnanshu, he declared that the fifth prince had executed the sinner on the spot, so he drank poisoned wine without hesitation, and had a farewell with the king.

It turned out that he was Yinyue.

540.

Bian Guanyue's headache was relieved, and her sanity gradually recovered. The old monk in front of her was no one else, but the head of the earth phase of Yulou Tiangong, the master who opened the mountain to save the suffering.

Seeing the coldness in Bian Guanyue's eyes, Kai Shan lowered his head slightly and said, "Palace Master."

Bian Guanyue moved her Adam's apple to recall the feeling when she spoke, and it took a while before she said: "...I am not time-traveling."

Instead go home.

He went to the strange world alone, and turned into the innocent look his lover expected.

Kai Shan handed the broom to Bian Guanyue as a walking stick: "There will be no other visitors to Qingdaoxuan today, I have finished drying the tea in the main hall, Palace Master, come and taste it."

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