Quick Transmigration: White Moonlight Self-Rescue Guide

The three-day period actually passed quickly, and it was just a common occurrence for him.

And when his punishment was over, no one paid attention to him.He limped down the hill.

The little nun named Huineng came to meet him. In the early summer, he brought Tang Pozi who had warmed up.

But when she touched Zhao Mingjing's hand, she found that his hand was not as cold as she imagined, but still maintained a relatively normal temperature.

She seemed relieved, and wanted to help him, but was pushed away by Zhao Mingjing.

His brows were distant, he saluted lightly, then walked back slowly with a limp, his own fate was such that he didn't want to drag others down.

However, on the road that was far away from the temple, he still took a look around, subconsciously as if someone would appear unexpectedly, and then he followed up shamelessly.

But no, until he walked into the room, everyone looked at him with sympathy and disdain, as if they were reluctant to approach him.

Fortunately, Puhui didn't come to trouble him again, Zhao Mingjing took out the wound medicine, and slowly treated his wound, thinking silently, but he would not let him go.

Kneeling for a long time is very harmful to the knees. He must rub the bruises away with medicinal wine, otherwise the root cause of the disease will be left. The process requires great endurance.

He kneaded very hard, and his expression didn't change at all, as if it wasn't his leg at all, only the veins on his forehead slowly popped out, showing that all this was not as easy as it seemed.

After tidying up all this, he went to the dining hall to have dinner as if nothing had happened. There were not many people there when he went, so he found a corner to sit down, and many people looked at him and whispered.

Everyone is sympathizing with someone who is obviously the most honored and noble status, but has fallen to a worse end than them, but it can give people a strange kind of satisfaction.

He returned to the room and sat quietly for a while, but felt that he couldn't calm down no matter what.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally turned over and got out of bed, and took out something from a hidden compartment under the bed.

It was a very luxurious jade, the quality of the jade was transparent, there was no variegated color, judging by its fineness, it was incompatible with this place.

Of course, this is something in the palace. After his mother passed away, he was sent here as soon as he was born. At that time, he was still very young, and he thought he was just an ordinary wild child born in a temple.

But later he discovered that this was not the case. When he was seven years old, his mother's maidservant came here secretly, told him everything, and gave him some of his mother's relics.

The dagger that was found was one piece, and so was this Yujue.

He stared at it for a long time, running his fingers over it, before packing the things into the lined pocket.

The night outside is already very dark, and the most primitive routine is maintained here. When it gets dark, everyone goes into the room to rest.

He shuffled slowly, his steps were very light, and his speed slowed down, making him appear to be no different from others.

He consciously walked very slowly, with thoughts flying in his mind, but he soon arrived at Qi Xinzhu's door.

When he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly found that there was not only one person inside, and the voice of that other person was definitely not the servant who had been following Qi Xinzhu all the time.

For some unknown reason, he put down his hand to knock on the door, and stood silently at the door, trying to hide his aura as much as possible.

The sound inside was quite loud, and the two seemed to be arguing, and he could easily hear their conversation clearly.

Qi Xinzhu was so irritable that he could die. Looking at Zhao Mingyu in front of him, his impatience was clearly shown on his face. He felt that he had made it very clear, but this person still came to pester him.

Qi Xinzhu suppressed his voice, and said word by word: "I told you, our affairs are over, I have let go, what are you still obsessed with?"

Zhao Mingyu came in through the window. It is much easier to enter the Reclining Buddha Temple than to enter and leave the National Teacher's Mansion.

He obviously didn't believe it, thought he was just losing his temper, frowned and said in a low voice, "Ah Xing, I don't believe it, if you really let go, you wouldn't come here to hide from me."

Qi Xinzhu put his hand on his forehead, how should he explain himself to convince him?

Did you say that you empathized with a monk?It's fine to fool Fuzi with this kind of talk, but Zhao Mingyu definitely doesn't believe it.

He glanced at the things Zhao Mingyu brought him, pushed them over and said, "I really don't need these things, if you don't leave, I'll call someone."

Zhao Mingyu glanced at him with a determined expression: "You won't, I know you too well, Xing."

Qi Hsinchu curled his lips. He was really inexplicably confident in himself, so let him see how cruel he is now, and he really started to yell, "Come on."

It's just that before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Mingyu covered his mouth.

There was disbelief in his eyes and how could this be so, Qi Hsinchu pushed him away calmly, distanced himself from him, and signaled with his eyes, "Look, it's driving me into a hurry, and I can't do anything."

Zhao Mingyu wanted to say something, but suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Qi Xinzhu was also a little surprised. Were they making such a big noise just now?Immediately someone noticed.

It was still said that Fuzi came over, but the way of knocking on the door seemed to be different.

Zhao Mingyu made a gesture, indicating that he would come to look for him, and Qi Xinzhu also remained silent. He watched him leave through the window immediately, and then walked slowly to open the door.

He didn't expect that the person at the door was actually Zhao Mingjing. He was suddenly a little embarrassed. When he was entangled with Zhao Mingyu just now, he didn't know if he heard anything.

He was standing in front of the door in washed white clothes. For some reason, Qi Xinzhu suddenly felt that he seemed to be in a bad mood, looking depressed.

Zhao Mingjing's eyes lightly swept from his feet to his face, his feet were indeed wrapped with gauze, but it didn't seem as exaggerated as being unable to get out of bed.

Qi Xinzhu asked: "What's the matter?" He didn't think the protagonist came here to ask for something. Even if this person died, he probably wouldn't talk to him.

Sure enough, Zhao Mingjing paused for two seconds, and then took out a piece from his bosom. It didn't look big, it was only the size of a palm, and it was neatly wrapped in gray cloth, so it was hard to see what was inside.

He handed it over, Qi Xinzhu was a little surprised, just about to ask what it was.

Zhao Mingjing said indifferently: "Thank you, this is a courtesy, but don't meddle in my affairs in the future."

Then Qi Xinzhu stared blankly at him limping and turning away, walking much faster than before, without muddling at all.

He didn't know what was wrong with this person, so he didn't want him to get close to him so much, did he want to draw a line with him so much?Then he gave himself such a precious thing?

He looked at the jade on the table, the excellent quality jade was shining softly, almost no need for other gold decorations, and it could make people feel its preciousness.

The slap-sized Jade Jue is delicately carved into a lifelike tiger, where the majesty and naiveness are embodied here.

Qi Xinzhu probably knew where this thing came from, so it was difficult for him. In order to draw a line with himself, he even gave himself his mother's relics.

He held the thing in his hand, it was still warm to the touch, he sighed and was about to put it away.

To be honest, he has never encountered such a difficult task object, as if his whole body is covered with thorns, and no one is allowed to approach, even if he does not hold any weapons.

Qi Hsinchu has been showing goodwill for so long, but this is the result.

The protagonist's trust in him remains unchanged.

Fuzi looked at the man who sighed a dozen times in half an hour, and really couldn't understand it. This look of being broken in love should not appear on him.

Fuzi said: "Master, do you want to go out for a walk? The sun is closing early tonight, and the cool breeze outside is very comfortable."

Qi Xinzhu regained his senses from the daze, the task was stagnated here, he really couldn't think of any good way, so he simply went out for a walk first.

Since coming here, he has never paid attention to the scenery here. To be honest, the scenery here is good, except that the front yard is deserted, and it is indeed a quiet place.

Qi Hsinchu walked slowly to the place where they had barbecued meat at a slow pace. He remembered that it was really a fairyland on earth.

After Fuzi knew where he was going, he was still a little happy: "Master, do you need slaves to bring some more spices?"

Qi Hsinchu thought of something but shook his head, he has no interest in fussing about it today.

Fuzi let out a little disappointment, and brought him a water bottle, as long as the master is willing to go out for a walk is fine.

Maybe it was because his pace was too slow, when he got there, the dusk was already dark, and the dream-like fire clouds just now disappeared, leaving only the half-blue and half-black sky.

However, with the greenery below, it would be a different experience. However, just as he was looking at the distance, he suddenly found something in the flowing stream.

It seemed that some animal was churning there, and the water was splashing.

He couldn't see clearly, so he walked in slowly, only to find that it was a man taking a bath in the somewhat dark twilight.

He can only see his back, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, the proportions are really good, and the muscles on his body are evenly arranged, which is his favorite feeling.

And this person is not someone else, but Zhao Mingjing, in the past he couldn't see him even though he tried his best, but now he doesn't want to look for him, but he is everywhere.

Qi Hsinchu couldn't tell what mood he was in, but his eyes didn't move away from his body. To be honest, although Zhao Mingjing had been a novice monk for so many years, he didn't know why his body was so good. It seems that the nature of work and exercise is actually similar .

Taking off the layer of monk clothes, the strong but not exaggerated muscles inside are neatly arranged one by one. The water in the stream is very clean, and the clean and transparent water drops slowly flow down from the neck, which looks a little lively and fragrant.

Qi Xinzhu rolled his Adam's apple unintentionally, but he wanted to turn around and go back immediately, he was afraid that people would misunderstand him as a hooligan, and things would be more difficult then.

Just a second before he was about to move, he suddenly saw something dark red from Zhao Mingjing's sideways waist and abdomen. It was a birthmark, about the size of a palm, shaped like an eagle about to fly.

His pupils dilated almost immediately, and he involuntarily walked a few steps closer. Fuzi frowned tightly and almost wanted to raise her hand to hold him.

Of course, Zhao Mingjing had seen him a long time ago, his expression was cold and hard, and he didn't have much shame in exposing his body like this, but it didn't mean he was willing to be stared at like this.

Qi Xinzhu felt that his ears were almost buzzing, his heart was beating fast again, and the distance of a few steps almost made him short of breath.

He had to know, he had to see clearly what that thing was.

But before he took a few steps forward, Zhao Mingjing got up from the water and wrapped himself in his robe, and the dark red birthmark on the dark skin on his waist and abdomen was completely covered.

Qi Hsinchu looked like a child who had been robbed of candy. He raised his head to look at Zhao Mingjing's face. Yes, this was not Liang Ke, not his former lover. Liang Ke would not use such an expression to him.

But why?Will he have the same birthmark as Liang Ke?