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Ling Qu said this seriously.Shao Wenxiang persuaded him to join the Cang Mansion before his death, meaning to let him be Dong Sheng's eye in Xijue.

It is true that Ling Qu hates Xijue.But who can guarantee that Dongsheng will not be the next Xijue?

"Back then, the Twelve Divisions marched eastward all the way, and within ten days they destroyed the tomb hall of the capital of the Jin Dynasty. The terrain of the Tomb Hall is extremely high, easy to defend and difficult to attack. If it weren't for the weird east wind, the Twelve Divisions would have come all the way. I'm afraid it won't last ten days."

"Reusing the monk army does bring a lot of hidden dangers in the future, but it is undeniable that without the monk army and without these twelve divisions, Xijue would not be where it is today."

Ling Qu listened to him silently, rubbing the jade ring on his left hand with his fingertips.

Jing Wang looked back, and said calmly: "Besides, many people in the Xijue court today are from the monk army, you can't beat them to death with one blow."

When he said that, Ling Qu remembered that the Wuma clan also rose up in the monk army in the early years, but at that time they were only a deputy under the Twelve Divisions. It was gradually reused.

Although the Wuma clan kept silent about the monk army, instead of drawing a clear line, the background of this group of people cannot be changed.

"There are only eight of the twelve monks in those days. Excluding the current king of Xijue, the Tian family who moved to northern Xinjiang in the early years, and the three brothers of the Tai family who died long ago, where did the other one go? " Ling Qu asked.

It's not that he hasn't studied this issue. He even read related books when he was on duty in the Fire Army. A few rough words: Leave your name before the imperial court.

In short, it is a mysterious existence that cannot be ignored.

Jing Wang sighed, looked at the word "Dian" in the hall, and said, "Do you really think that the Jin Dynasty was destroyed by force? The exchange of information between countries can often determine the life and death of a country."

Ling Qu frowned: "You mean, this 12th part is Xijue's eyeliner in Dajin?"

This is quite possible.That's why later Dongsheng learned the lessons of the Great Jin Dynasty and used the Cang Mansion to check and balance Xijue.

After Sijin left the mourning hall, she was stopped by the people behind her.

"Sijin."

Sijin looked back and performed Namaste: "Hello, master."

Master Qingxu has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and knows his background, but Ke Sijin doesn't know why he can't get close to him.

"Are you used to living in Taihe Temple these past few years?" Qingxu asked.

"Of course I'm used to it. Everyone here is nice." Sijin replied.

Hearing Sijin's answer, Qingxu bowed his head and put his hand on his shoulder: "The world is so big, Xijue is just a small corner. If you don't like it, I can take you away."

Sijin looked up at him.Master Qingxu was tall and tall, and when he stood beside Sijin, the powerful aura made Sijin feel oppressed.

Sijin shook her head and said with a smile: "Thank you for your care, Master. Although Xijue is unbearable, I have a reason why I can't leave. I think I will trouble Master when I change my mind in the future."

"The reason why you can't leave..." Master Qingxu narrowed his eyes, thoughtful.

While he was thinking, Sijin left silently.

Although Sijin doesn't have the slightest affection for Xijue, he hasn't fulfilled what he promised Lingqu, and he can't leave.If one day the mountains and rivers are stable and Ling Qu is out of trouble, he will consider living with Ling Qu in another place.

Thinking of this, Sijin suddenly stopped walking.

Since when did he silently plan to live with that peacock?

On the night of the hot spring, just based on Peacock's one-sided words, is it really worth giving him my whole life?

Peacock is not a good person, and his hands were once stained with human blood.In the final analysis, he is no different from those bureaucrats and dignitaries in Xijue who take credit for their pride and regard life as worthless.

Thinking of this, Sijin spread her hands.There is nothing on the clean palm, but it seems to contain boundless evil.

Suddenly, the figure on the opposite side bent down and squeezed his hand into the palm of his hand.

"Knowing that I want to hold you, you stretch out your hand so diligently?" Lingqu's eyes were smiling.

When Sijin came to her senses, Ling Qu had already clenched her hands tightly, and both hands were staggered and hid in the snow sleeves.

Sijin struggled, but did not break free.

"If you accept it calmly, maybe I will let it go. But if you struggle like this, I won't let go of this hand." Ling Qu walked with his eyes on the front, with the back of his hands behind his back.

Just as Sijin was about to say, "Don't hold me anymore", senior brother Lingmu walked up to her, looking very anxious.

"Have you found your brother?" Sijin stepped forward and asked with concern.

Ling Mu took a look at the tightly clenched hands of the two, and pulled himself together: "I didn't find it. But I found this on the road, and I'm going back to report it to the host."

Glancing at the things in his hand, Lingqu said, "This pattern looks familiar."

Seeing that he seemed to know something, Ling Mu hurriedly passed the things to him for review.

A small metal clasp with an intricate pattern on it.This thing is a concealed buckle for attaching firearms, and Ling Qu is indeed very familiar with it.Wherever there is war, the fire army will touch this all day long.

It's just that the patterns used by the Xijue Zhengjun are all particular. The Huojun's fire bird picture and the Wangquan army's jade toad picture are all unchanged from ancient times.Since there are eight ministries under the monk army, each with its own pattern, so far no decent representative has been unified.

Ling Qu only recognized a few patterns in the eight parts, but he had never seen the one in his hand.

But it's not that hard to find out.Although the interior of the monk army is complicated, the firearms are expensive, and very few of the eight divisions can use this.

Ling Qu returned the concealed buckle, looked at Sijin's anxious eyes, and only said: "Sengjun's things."

"So Ling Song is chasing the Seng Army?" Ling Mu frowned and said, "This is impossible. The Seng Army is treacherous, and Ling Song can't deal with it alone."

"I'm going to find my senior brother." Sijin said.

Ling Qu looked at Si Jin with an unclear expression.

Sijin felt that Lingqu's hand tightened slightly, but he had no time to take care of it: "Brother, leave it to me, and I will bring him back to Taihe Temple safely."

"What are you trying to do?" Ling Qu asked Sijin after Ling Mu left.

Today's monk army is a pile of stinking mud, and anyone who touches it will stink.Sijin is now on a boat with him, and Lingqu doesn't want his hard-won boatmate to be stinked by mud halfway.

"Senior brother has not heard from me, I am really worried." Sijin said, "Furthermore, this person is very likely to be the murderer of Mrs. Shao, don't you want to find out the truth as soon as possible?"

"So, you want to tie me up?" Ling Qu raised his eyebrows, and read what Si Jin meant.

Sijin nodded.

The little monk usually looks blankly, but at critical moments, he will make good use of him quietly.

Being led by the nose by a little fool, Lingqu felt that this feeling was new, and he still wanted to try it.

"There's something I've been wanting to ask." Ling Qu said suddenly, "What's your relationship with that senior brother? Why are you only so close to him in the entire Taihe Temple? Could it be that you two are brothers? Not too much, you look like a rabbit, but he looks like a chrysalis."

"Don't say that about senior brother. Senior brother treats me very well." Sijin said with a frown.

"I can also treat you well, better than your senior brother, why don't you get close to me?" Ling Qu asked.

"You are different from senior brother after all." Sijin said.

"Why is it different? My name is almost the same as his." Ling Qu said.

I'm at a loss for words.

"You should still call me Peacock next time. The name 'Ling Qu' doesn't sound familiar to me at all, and it's easy to bump into others." Ling Qu said.

There were a lot of monks with "Ling" in the name of Taihe Temple, Ling Qu almost thought he was one of them after staying here for a long time.

Before Sijin could say what she promised, Lingqu leaned forward, almost touching Sijin's face:

"Then in exchange, I'll call you Ajin from now on, shall I?"

Ah Jin?The name Sijin always feels like there are ants crawling on her body, which is crispy and numb.

But Ling Qu himself didn't think so.The name is kind, and he thinks it sounds nice.

"I always feel like I need to add something before." Ling Qu thought for a while and smiled.

"The best Ah Jin in the world."

He said.