Halfway through the monk banquet, the deputy city lord Jing Wang got up and offered tea to Wumazhen and his wife on the high platform.Taking a sip of hot tea, Jingwang said: "I don't know why, I don't see the city lord for some time, and the city lord seems to be thinner?"

Wuma really paid back, with a gloomy gaze under the veil.

Everyone could only hear him say in a hoarse voice: "To tell you the truth, just now the doctor in the mansion diagnosed me with a disease that can be transmitted to people. He said that the disease is fierce and shameful. It is still unknown how many days I can live."

As soon as this remark came out, all the monks in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay.

It was heat stroke, wind-cold, and a vicious disease that could be passed on to others. Wumazhen's situation was too miserable, right?

But against Wuma's tone of voice and his nonchalant attitude just now, it seemed that the sentence "how many days I can live is still unknown" was not referring to himself, but to any random chicken, duck, goose and dog on the street.

"Since everyone is here, there is something I would like to invite everyone to see," Wumazhen raised his voice a little, and turned to his wife, "Go get my palm print."

Everyone didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, so they put down their chopsticks.

Sijin just took a bite of the white rice cake. Seeing the serious expressions on everyone's faces, she could only put down the rice cake and licked her lips.

He noticed that the female monk Lan Wu, who was two tables away, was winking at him mischievously and making faces.

Just as he was about to look back, Wuma on the stage really lingered, not knowing what he saw, he suddenly coughed loudly with a calm face, this sound interrupted Sijin's movement of looking back at Lan Wu.

Sijin had no choice but to turn her eyes back to the stage.

According to the city lord's coughing method, it is estimated that he should cough up tuberculosis without tuberculosis, right?

Wuma really coughed a few times, and finally regained her composure.It just so happened that Shao Wenxiang had already taken the palm prints, paper and pen, and spread them on the table for him.Wuma really sat up a little bit, put one hand on the desk, and said, "Grind the ink for me."

Everyone didn't know what he was going to do.Only Jing Wang looked at it with slightly profound eyes, his brows tightened, and he seemed to see some clues.

Wumazhen spread out the paper with downcast eyes, and picked up a pen to write something on it.For some reason, when he writes, people can't help but forget that he is actually a mean and cunning vulgar person, and he can't write well.

But his tall and straight posture and his concentrated expression hidden in the dark can make people ignore this.

Wuma really wrote it, took the palm print, and pressed it neatly on the bottom.

He looked up at the crowd, and said calmly, "This is a posthumous note."

Seeing everyone stunned, the corners of Wumazhen's mouth under the veil slightly raised, and then said:

"In the memorial, I recommend Jing Ziqi to be in charge of Liangshuo City Lord Seal."

The audience was in an uproar.

Even Jing Wang himself, who was always calm, forgot the hot tea in his hand for a while, and didn't put it down until it was really hot.

Wuma could hear the whispers of the monks below without much effort.

It's basically just "The two city lords have been at odds for many years, everyone knows, what is the song today", "Maybe it's the discovery of Wuma's conscience when he is about to die", "Is Liangshuo going to change?" and so on.

At this time, a moderate voice came from among the crowd, making the venue quiet for an instant:

"Forgive Jingwang for being hard to follow."

Under the eyes of everyone, Jing Ziqi stood up and looked straight at the stage:

"Jing Wang is a lazy and idle person, playful and despondent, without the ambition of a city lord. All his life, he just wants to live in a safe place with a little salary. Jing Wang is afraid that the city lord's appreciation today will disappoint him."

Sijin looked at Jingwang worriedly.

The deputy city lord's words were full of disdain to be with him, Wuma is really not stupid, won't he be angry after listening to it?

Sure enough, the people on the high platform were silent, unable to see their expressions clearly.

Everyone's hearts began to fluctuate, and they were even afraid that Wumazhen would bloodbath the monk's banquet in a fit of anger and implicate them.

But to everyone's surprise, Wuma really only remained silent for a while, then put the memorial aside as if nothing happened, and said:

"Then discuss it."

Neither insisted nor gave up.With just a few words, the tense atmosphere at the moment was instantly relaxed.

In the evening, the banquet breaks up.Sijin, who was a little sleepy, was going back to the inn to rest with his senior brother, but was stopped by Jingwang on the way.Only then did Sijin think of Lingqu, doesn't this peacock really want to see Jingwang?How come there were so many opportunities in front of me from the beginning to the end of the banquet just now, but none of them appeared?

Weird.

Sijin followed his senior brother to stop, Qiqi saluted Jingwang, Jingwang returned the salute, took out something from his cuff and handed it to Sijin: "There is a letter, Master Qingxu entrusted me to deliver it to you."

Under the gaze of the senior brother, Sijin carefully took the vermilion envelope with her lips pursed.

The envelope exuded a quiet sandalwood fragrance, Sijin opened it along the edge, and took out the letter paper and a jade seal inside.

This jade seal is made of white jade, thin and transparent, with a clear white lotus carved on the front, and two characters of the previous dynasty written on the back.

"I believe you take it back and look at it carefully. Most likely, Qingxu doesn't want anyone else to see it except you." Jing Wang said.

The things were given to me, and it happened that someone came to pick them up in a car, so Jingwang didn't exchange many greetings, and was about to get in the car and go home.

"My lord, wait a moment." Suddenly, Sijin called out, with an indiscernible tension in her voice.

Jingwang put down the raised car curtain and looked at him with a puzzled face: "What's wrong?"

Si Jin lowered her eyes and thought for a long time, her lips were biting white.Although his rationality told him not to meddle in his own business, Ling Qu's words still made him care.The "kill one's life and become a benevolent" said with such a serious appearance, probably cannot be fake.

"If a person is heinous, is there really only one dead end?" Sijin gritted her teeth and asked.

Asked for Ling Qu.

There was a slight breeze at night, and Sijin's clothes were blown slightly.He wasn't sure if Jingwang could hear the implication of these words, he was justifying Ling Qu, he didn't want Ling Qu to die.

Because he always felt that behind the heinous Ling Qu, there was an unbearable past, and it was this past that planted the root of all disasters.

"Xiao Sijin." Seeing that he was nervous, Jingwang beckoned him to come forward, and held him in his arms to comfort him, "You have to know, he chose the road himself. No one can choose for him."

After he finished speaking, he felt the person in his arms stagnate.

After a long time, Sijin said: "Sijin understands what your lord said."

Back at the inn, the night was as cold as water.

Lying on the edge of the table, Sijin looked at this jade seal that was as thin as a wing in distress.Thinking of something, he took out the letter just now and read it under the lamp.

The content of the letter is not much, and the handwriting is illegible, so it needs to be read carefully to see it.

"Things returned to the hall..." Sijin read each word.

Unexpectedly, a voice behind him read it out for him: "Return to the original owner. Little idiot."

Sijin was taken aback, and turned around in horror, almost breaking the jade seal in her hand.

Ling Qu took off his emerald green cloak, hung it on the hook, glanced at his red dress yesterday which was washed clean and folded beside the bed, so he took it:

"If I had known that you would be kind enough to wash for me, I would have kept a few more. Few of those rough men in Huojun know how to wash clothes."

Sijin stared at him vigilantly, as if determined to see how shameless he was.

Ling Qu thought it was funny, remembering that he seemed to disturb the little monk reading the letter just now, so he pulled away the chair and sat in front of him, and continued to disturb him: "Can the little monk also accept tokens of love?"

"What token of love?" Sijin didn't react.

Ling Qu picked up the jade seal from his hand to look at it, his face that was still careless suddenly became dignified, and he frowned, "Who gave it to you?"

Seeing this, Sijin remembered that Jingwang said that he should not show it to outsiders casually, so she took it back from him:

"What's with you?"

Ling Qu let him go, no longer snatching.

Sijin saw that his dignified expression did not seem to be joking, and thought that maybe he knew the origin of this jade seal, so she asked:

"Have you seen it? Do you know where it came from?"

Ling Qu raised his eyes, and the candlelight cast shadows of unknown meaning on his eyes, making his eyes look extraordinarily deep.

"This is something from the previous dynasty."

"What else?" Sijin also became serious.Since the letter stated that the property should be returned to its original owner, it meant that this jade seal belonged to him before.Since it is something from the former dynasty, does that mean that he is also from the former dynasty?

Ling Qu smiled lightly.

Sijin didn't understand why he laughed.

"Sleep with me, and I'll tell you." Ling Qu said.

"Yes." Sijin didn't know why.

The two of them slept on the same couch yesterday, why, did the peacock use his place as a nest?

"I mean," Lingqu's long and lazy eyes revealed a bit narrowed, staring at the looming shoulder and neck line in Sijin's monk robe, like a fox scrutinizing its prey, "sleep with me."

Realizing what the hell he was talking about, Sijin blushed immediately.

He stood up suddenly and knocked down the chair.

Before the chair fell to the ground and made a loud noise, Ling Qu stretched out his hand and straightened it, not letting any unnecessary sound disturb the other monk outside.

Sijin suppressed her voice and said, "Go out."

Ling Qu remained indifferent, his eyes still circled Sijin's body, as if he could see his whole body through his clothes.

Sijin suddenly felt blood swelled up, and almost couldn't restrain the desire/desire to do it.

He thought to himself: Sijin, Sijin, although you are over fifteen years old, but the senior brother promised that as long as we live in peace for another two months, Luo Xing can be taken care of by you.For this kind of person, there is no need to break the precept and use force because a small loss is worth a lot!

Isn't falling star more fragrant than peacock?

Ling Qu was not frightened by his burning eyes at all, but made himself a pot of hot tea with peace of mind and drank it leisurely.

"Get out." Sijin said again.

Fortunately, he thought that this person could be saved before, but was moved by his sentence "kill one's life and become a benevolent", and couldn't help but want to save him.Now it seems that he is really too pure.

Some people, the heart is already bad!It can't be saved!

Ling Qu drank the tea in the bowl before getting up.There was a smile in his eyes, looking at Sijin's flushed face, a pair of pure eyes were so angry that they almost burst into tears.

Weird.

Ling Qu sighed and decided not to bully him anymore, so he said:

"Of course I'm going."

"It's just a farewell here, heaven and man are separated forever, and we will never see each other again."

Sijin was taken aback, and couldn't help saying: "What do you mean?"

"Isn't what I said clear enough?" Ling Qu smiled innocently.

"I'm begging you to take me in."

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