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He ordered Mingyu to prepare his horse, and he didn't stop for even a moment, and immediately rode out of the city.

Exit the east gate and head southeast.

He now had to go to verify something else.

All the way to the horse, with memory, before he came to the quiet temple again, the master who had seen before to draw water was the abbot of this temple.

When he saw Shangguan Qianyu, the master of the magic formula was a little surprised, more than two months ago, this benefactor was worried in his heart, his feelings were in his eyes, and between his actions, he always had a sad feeling of vicissitudes, and when he was in the temple, he was even more in front of a piano, vomiting blood and falling into a coma.

That kind of sorrow is like the death of the heart, and the sorrow of all things is silent, which makes her a monk deeply sigh.

At this moment, although the donor has lost a few points, it still does not damage his heroic and clear face, although there is still a quiet and depressed sadness, but in those deep eyes, there is a little light, the light is like a star, full of vitality.

It's like a lonely wilderness, a new sprout suddenly pops up on top of an ancient tree that has died.

Shangguan Qianyu said: "Mrs. Shi, come down and donate incense!"

Master Miao Fang shook his head slightly, and said, "Donor, the monk is self-sufficient, and there is no need for charity. The donor has a god in his eyes and doubts in his heart, but it's okay to ask directly!"

Shangguan Qianyu has always endured his emotions, even if he is familiar with people, he can rarely get a glimpse of his true thoughts, after all, since he was ten years old, he has been living in danger, if he was happy and angry, he would have died countless times.

But at this moment, he has nothing to hide, and the people outside the magic recipe are even more accurate.

Shangguan Qianyu said in a trembling voice: "Master, do you know martial arts?"

Master Miaofang was slightly stunned, she didn't expect Shangguan Qianyu to ask such a strange question.

After a pause, Master Miaofang smiled faintly and said, "In order to strengthen the body, I have also learned a little!"

Shangguan Qianyu's heart lit up with a bright light, as if some light rose high, illuminating the entire ventricle, and he said excitedly: "Master, does the little master of Miaoqing know martial arts?"

Master Miaofang smiled and said, "I won't!"

Shangguan Qianyu was stunned, the joy on his face stiffened, and said, "Why is Mrs. Shi so sure?"

Miaofang Shitai said: "Miaoqing is young, and he is not a monk, but he is also the daughter of an official eunuch, not to mention, there is no famous teacher, how can he practice martial arts?"

Shangguan Qianyu's gaze fell on Miaofang Shitai's face, and seeing that her eyes were sincere, not like lying, the heart that had just been raised high fell back to the same place.

This is a problem that he has a hard time solving.

Cui Tianjiao, the fourth elder of the Four Shura of the Western Regions, has almost stirred up the entire rivers and lakes since the night of arson, even if Cui Tianjiao turns into a rat and gets out of the city from the rat hole, she will soon be discovered, and her whereabouts cannot be hidden.

However, more than two months have passed, and Cui Tianjiao seems to have really become a mouse, and there is not even a trace of news.

Shangguan Qianyu pondered this matter carefully for more than one silent night, what was wrong, why did a big living person suddenly disappear?

Unless, she's dead.

But if she died, who killed her?

If he killed her after he offered a bounty, it would be impossible for anyone not to be moved in the face of a bounty of 500,000 taels of silver.