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The peacock is begging himself to take him in?Sijin couldn't help having a headache, she was really a dying person, she had no nostalgia for everything in the world, and she could even throw her face on the ground!

"I'm a member of the temple, how can I take you in?" Sijin said.He originally wanted to say "How can you take in a peacock", but then he thought, if he really said that, then Lingqu's next sentence must be "You won't take in a peacock?"

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

In the end, Ling Qu did the opposite, propped his chin, and coaxed in a soft voice: "Are you sure you don't want me?"

"Of course it's not necessary." Sijin shook her head again and again, suddenly realized that the words were not in the right taste, and was taken aback for a moment.

After hearing this, Ling Qu covered his face with his sleeves, and wept symbolically a few times: "It's really unfeeling. Obviously I wanted it last night."

Wait, what did I want last night? !Sijin's face turned red and white.

Putting down his sleeves, Ling Qu returned to his normal expression, and said, "When a person is about to die, his words are kind. You'd better not keep this jade seal by your side."

Sijin asked, "Why?"

Ling Qu picked up the scissors on the table, picked the lanterns from the lamp, and said: "You are a Xijue, and you carry the relics of the previous dynasty with you, or you are criticized by others, this is one of them."

"What about the second?"

Ling Qu raised his eyes and glanced at him, and continued: "This jade seal is not an ordinary thing, but the seal of the former Great Jin Prince. Do you think it is good for you to carry this thing with you all the time?"

The seal of the former prince?Si Jin couldn't help frowning.

He couldn't help looking at the seal in his palm, and suddenly felt that this small jade seal became heavier.

Although he grew up in Taihe Temple, he is not deaf to things outside the window.He likes to read in his spare time, and he can recite some popular works of the previous dynasty with his eyes closed.Among them, the ones he read the most were the early works of Emperor Guang of the Jin Dynasty.Emperor Guang was full of vigor in his early years, and even his works were magnificent and full of insight, which made people yearn for it.

Sijin always believed in his own feelings the most. He firmly believed that Emperor Guang was a wise and mighty emperor. Even if he was defeated in the end, it was because of the wrong situation.

At least compared with the king of Xijue, who advocated sex, Emperor Guang should cherish and respect his people more.

Sijin did not tell anyone what was in her heart.He just kept using his own eyes to look at this Xijue, who was calm on the surface but was actually turbulent under the tide.The land where he was born and grew up belonged to Dajin more than ten years ago.

Unexpectedly, time flies, and the time has passed, and it has been ten years since the dynasty changed.

"The white snake is dead?!"

A loud shout silenced the entire fire army headquarters.A row of Fire Army soldiers standing below buried their heads in silence, just waiting for the earth-shattering storm to pass quickly.

Qi Diaogong, wearing a heavy iron armor, walked back and forth for no less than twenty laps. Instead of calming down, he became even more angry: "White Snake will die?! Tell me, can he die?!"

His question happened to be the doubt of the entire army.

How could the White Snake Commander die?Who in the world can kill the commander of the White Snake, who is covered in poisonous letters all over his body and has never been out of its sheath with the sparrow feather sword called "Wushan" on his waist since he joined the Fire Army for five years?

The soldiers still remembered that when this resounding commander of the three armies first came to the Huojun, he was just an adult dungeon slave.Looking at the entire Fire Army, no one took him seriously.

However, in the gap of time, he seems to be able to absorb nutrients that ordinary people can't detect, and begins to grow rapidly. Before others gradually notice him, he will use the deadliest way to grow into a thoroughly strong man.

Such a strong man, no one can associate him with "death".

"Deputy...the deputy city lord just asked someone to bring a message, and asked the Fire Army to send someone to retrieve the body of the White Snake Commander." A soldier at the bottom said bravely.

He knew that as soon as he said this, the general's anger would hit him on the head.

Sure enough, Qi Diaogong's rusty moon scimitar slammed on the table with a clang:

"Kyoko Qi?!"

"What is he, Jing Ziqi!"

"He's so ruthless, isn't he afraid that I'll slaughter him all over the house?!"

As soon as this remark came out, the military adviser who stood beside him for a long time hurriedly dissuaded him: "General, calm down. The deputy city lord is a literati who never wields swords and guns. If there is a conflict, he is definitely not the opponent of the commander. There must be something hidden in this matter."

Everyone in the audience also echoed.

"You don't understand." Qi Diaogong sighed suddenly, "The mouths of literati are sometimes more vicious than swords, guns and sticks."

Everyone looked at each other.

The lacquer carving bow took off the armor, as if suddenly aged ten years: "You guys, come with me to welcome the commander home."

The Liangshuo Buddhist meeting ended, Sijin packed her luggage and prepared to go back to Taihe Temple with her senior brother.

In front of the corridor of the inn, Sijin suddenly saw Lan Wu sitting next to the beauty, concentrating on playing with the flowers and plants in the yard.

Seeing the people around Sijin, Lan Wu hurriedly got up, played with his hair, and saluted, "Are you two going back to the temple?"

Ling Song also bowed to her: "Thanks to the Lanwu monk for taking care of the younger brother these days."

Blue five monks?

Looking after junior?

Lan Wu immediately came to his senses, his brows and eyes curved: "This is what it should be."

After finishing speaking, she stepped forward slightly, with a glint in her eyes: "Dare to ask the teacher, can I take a step to speak?"

Ling Song frowned.

Sijin waited alone in front of the porch, but she didn't see her brother come back after waiting for a long time.He was really bored, so he thought that since he had finally entered the city once, the senior brother might not come back anytime soon, so it would be good to go out for a walk.

He left the inn and walked up the street, only to find that there were dark clouds and the whole street was silent, and the passers-by walked with their heads buried in their heads, not daring to vent their breath.

This is different from the scene he saw when he entered the city for the first time.Did something happen?

He passed a tea shop and heard two businessmen sitting outside talking in low voices.An inadvertent word made Sijin stop involuntarily.

The white snake is dead?

Sijin hastily clenched her cold palms, wanting to continue listening, but the two businessmen changed the subject and stopped talking.

Sijin began to walk aimlessly.When he found out, he had already walked to Jingwang's mansion.

There is no sound in front of the door, but it is half-closed, and people can be seen walking around vaguely, all wearing white clothes.

Sijin stepped on the steps, but was stopped by a person inside wearing sackcloth and mourning: "Get out of the way!"

Then Sijin took a step back and saw a very tall middle-aged man striding out from inside. The two wrinkles on his face were like ravines, and he revealed a trace of majesty and ferocity in a silent voice: "Send me an order, go to my Huojun Road, who will If you dare to block the way, kill him and be buried with the White Snake!"

After hearing this, the soldiers shook their hands and said, "Yes!"

Sijin didn't have time to think, and saw that the gate of the mansion opened wide in an instant, and eight soldiers in sackcloth slowly lifted a corpse out with a handle of gold wire.The body was covered by white silk, and the clothes on his body were the same ones that Peacock took from the inn last night.

Ruanta almost passed Sijin close to her, and the sky full of paper money covered Sijin's sight.

All of a sudden, he felt a hand that was hanging limply, gently rubbing against his sleeve.In just a moment, the feeling was conveyed to Sijin's mind.

The cold touch was completely different from the previous night.

The white snake is really dead.

After he realized this, the sky suddenly split open, and the heavy rain poured down, blocking the funeral procession in front of the eaves of the capital.

Si Jin had no time to think about the abruptness of the rain.He walked down the steps and onto the road.The road was slippery in rainy days, and the cloth shoes he was wearing were soaked inside and out, which almost made him fall.

A hand helped him up.

There was a familiar smell coming from the tip of the nose, and Sijin raised her eyes in surprise, only to find that it was an unfamiliar face.

Chu Ji handed him an umbrella and said, "It's raining, little master, go home quickly."

After taking the umbrella, Sijin smiled feebly and thanked her.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Chu Ji's eyes were full of worry: "Do you need me to send little master back?"

"No need." Sijin waved his hands again and again, the rain got into his eyes, and he had to keep wiping them with his hands, it seemed to outsiders that he was crying uncontrollably.

"I can go back by myself, don't worry about it."

Looking worriedly at his thin and helpless back, the worry in Chu Ji's eyes almost overflowed.He waited for a while, and only dared to walk around the corner when he saw that the person had disappeared.

There was a black sedan chair at the corner, and the curtain shook slightly, which showed that it had been lifted just now.

Chu Ji stepped over the puddle, came to the side of the sedan chair, lifted the curtain and said to the inside, "People have gone far."

"Hmm." A voice came from inside.

"City Master, I just cried." Chu Ji couldn't help but said.

He felt the person inside move, but didn't say a word.

"City Lord?" Chu Ji called again tentatively.

Why, is the master already so guilty that he can't say anything?

Unexpectedly, after a while, a bamboo bone fan was stretched out, and it suddenly hit him hard on the top of his head.

Chu Ji covered his head in pain and let out a cry.

He was wronged and said, "Master, why did you hit me! I didn't make you cry..."

"It doesn't matter whether it's serious or not. It should be hit." The eyes of the person on the sedan chair were slightly sideways, with an unclear expression.

Chu Ji was even more aggrieved: "This umbrella is clearly given to me by the master!"

Could he be wrong?

The bamboo bone fan was put away, and the voice inside said: "Get up the sedan chair, don't delay the time."

So Chu Ji could only cover his head and shout: "Get up the sedan chair!"

On the way, Chu Ji was just about to ask the people in the sedan chair where they were going next, when suddenly a plump and plump rabbit jumped out of the corner and rushed over with lightning speed.

Before Chu Ji could yell to get off the sedan chair, the rabbit jumped into the sedan chair through the window in three steps and two steps at a time.

"It's over, it's over." Chu Ji recognized the rabbit.He couldn't help but hold his head in pain.

The two bearers put down their sedan chairs and looked at him puzzled.

Sure enough, within a moment, an anxious and crisp female voice came:

"Where's Yuanyuan? Have you seen Princess Yaoqi's Yuanyuan?"

Chu Ji didn't dare to say a word.

During the silence, a white and slender hand stretched out from the window and threw a dead rabbit on the ground.

Accompanied by the rabbit being thrown out of the car window, there was also the light gauze rabbit skirt on the rabbit.

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Rabbit: I will try to take it easy in my next life :)