Duan Ling glanced at Lan Zhi, but smiled silently. Lan Zhi saw that he didn't want to answer, so she didn't force it. After walking like this for more than half an hour, I finally arrived at the Wuxiang Temple.

Wuxiang Temple was noisy, Lan Zhi stood under the leafy Bodhi tree, looked at the sachets full of trees, and suddenly remembered that she had helped Zhongyuan Xizuo secretly spread the news. The sachet later appeared in Duan Ling's house, and Lan Zhi guessed that there was a problem with the connection of Wuxiang Temple, but she never asked Duan Ling for confirmation. Now that she remembered it, she took advantage of no one's attention and said to Duan Ling: "Brother, how did you find the sachet I threw on the tree?" ”

Duan Ling replied readily this time: "I sent someone to keep an eye here, and I found that a long-term worker from the Central Plains went to the tree to take down a sachet under the pretext of cleaning. ”

Although Lan Zhi had expected this, she heard it with her own ears, but it was still not a taste: she intervened out of good intentions, and she actually led a person to be imprisoned and tortured. She asked in a low voice, "Then the Central Plains Changgong was arrested?" ”

Her voice was dull, and Duan Ling thought she was worried: "Are you scared when you know now?" He said leisurely: "Don't worry, I can't involve you." As soon as he took off the sachet, I had him killed. ”

Lan Zhi stopped, shocked for a moment: just took off the sachet, but Duan Ling killed people without interrogation, isn't he afraid of killing the wrong person?

Duan Ling looked up at the Bodhi Tree, and then glanced at the surrounding crowd: "Hey, why did you talk about fighting and killing again." He smiled at Lan Zhi: "This is not a good sign. If I'm unlucky this year, you're responsible. ”

Surrounded by smiles, but when Duan Ling looked at the crowd, his eyes were cold, only when he looked at Lan Zhi, there was warmth in his eyes. For no reason, Lan Zhi suddenly remembered that after she cut off her beard hand, Duan Ling smiled lightly and wanted to drive her out of the barracks, but she remembered the man's broad shoulders outlined by the dim candlelight on a snowy night, and felt a little strange for a while: as if there were two completely different people hidden in Duan Ling's body.

It's just that even if he is not the person in his heart, so what? Lan Zhi sighed secretly: The two of them are the last survivors of a family, and with this relationship alone, others can't compare, not to mention, Duan Ling still treats her well without reservation.

Thinking that the Nalan family was slaughtered, Duduan Ling survived the humiliation alone, and then helped Emperor Yuyuan kill his father and usurp the throne, and his methods will definitely not be gentle. Now he would rather bear the sin of wrongful murder because he wanted to protect himself. Lan Zhi thought, people should always know what is good or bad, that is, Duan Ling is a wicked person, and she doesn't mind.

Lan Zhi didn't say a word about the death of the Central Plains Changgong, she just donated some money and added two oil lamps to the side hall of Wuxiang Temple, which were used as the tablets of the Central Plains Fine Works and the Central Plains Changgong. When she was adding oil, she didn't let Duan Ling follow, after all, Duan Ling was a murderer, and it was really disrespectful to let him appear in front of the deceased's tablet. She lit the incense candle and bowed down, but a man came beside her, knelt down on the cushion and bowed.

When Lan Zhi bent down, she glanced at the man. He is a man from the Central Plains, not tall, wearing a dark brocade robe, his black hair is like ink, and his temperament is rare and elegant. He wore a mask on his face, and he looked like a puppet dance performance in the front hall.

Lan Zhi inserted the incense candle into the incense burner, and the man happened to kowtow. He stood up, went to the oil lamp to add sesame oil, stood still when he passed by Lan Zhi, and bowed to her: "My lord." He straightened up, his eyes under the mask were also stained with ink, and his voice was low and pleasant: "Are you here to pray for your family?" ”

Lan Zhi was not surprised that he accosted him, just because most of the people in the Central Plains were friendly, and strangers would also exchange a few words of greeting when they met outside. She replied, "It's not family, it's just two ......" She hesitated for a moment and said, "Someone who is destined." ”

The man nodded, his narrow phoenix eyes curled, and he seemed to smile: "Those who can be adults must be blessed people." ”

Lan Zhi knew that this was just an ordinary compliment, but perhaps it was the accidents that Duan Ling brought her one after another today, which made her suddenly have something to confide in*, and she actually sighed softly: "No...... I owe them both. ”

The man didn't seem to expect Lan Zhi to answer his words, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. He added sesame oil to the lamp and changed the conversation: "I lit these two lamps for my parents. The customs of the Central Plains people are different from those of adults, and the lighting of the lamp is not to pray for the blessing of relatives and friends who are still alive, but to guide the way for relatives and friends who have passed away. The people of the Central Plains believed that the soul could attach to the wick of the lamp, and if an oil lamp was lit for the dead, they would be able to come back from time to time to visit. ”

Lan Zhi knew about this custom and nodded quietly in response. But the man added sesame oil to the third lamp: "This lamp is for me." From the Central Plains to the present, the changes are earth-shaking, and sometimes it is inevitable to be confused, so I lit this lamp for myself, and came here from time to time to take a look, reminding myself not to forget my original intention. ”

Lan Zhi couldn't help but look at the man again: he was an interesting person. She smiled slightly, bowed to say goodbye, and when she stepped out of the threshold, she saw Duan Ling standing on the side of the path, looking at her.

Lan Zhixing went to his side: "Let's go back." Duan Ling just looked behind her. Lan Zhi turned her head to look back, and saw that the man from the Central Plains had also come out of the side hall. When the man passed by Lan Zhi and Duan Ling, he humbly saluted the two. Duan Ling looked at him without expression and did not respond, but after he walked a few steps, he spoke, "Stop." ”

The man stopped. Duan Ling said coldly, "Turn around and take off your mask." ”

Lan Zhi was a little surprised. Duan Ling stared at the man's back: "The dance performance has ended, and this is not a stage, why do you still wear a mask?" Also, your troupe has gone down the mountain and left, but why are you still here? ”

Lan Zhi turned her head to look at the man. saw the man turn sideways towards the two of them, and really took off the mask on his face. It was a face destroyed by fire, hideous and terrifying. The man seemed to smile, and the scars on his face rolled and squirmed: "My lord, I am not a performer of the dance, but I have been wearing a mask to go out, just because I am ugly and do not want to frighten others." ”

Duan Ling stared at his face carefully, confirming that the scar was not fake, and then he snorted softly and said to Lan Zhi, "Okay, let's go." "Walk past the man.

Lan Zhi waited for a while before asking Duan Ling: "Brother, the man from the Central Plains just now...... Is there a problem? ”

Duan Ling replied without hesitation: "No problem." ”

Lan Zhi was stunned: "Then why did you force him to take off the mask?" ”

Duan Ling tilted his head and winked at her: "Because you said two words to him, I didn't like it, so naturally I had to make him unhappy." ”

Lan Zhi: "......"

Until the evening of this day, Duan Ling was going to enter the palace on duty, and the two were separated. With a little time to spare, Duan Ling took a detour back to his house and summoned a henchman to come. This person's name is Tong Gao, and he is a retired swordsman in the rivers and lakes, who is very silent, but he is unexpectedly reliable. Many years ago, he was taken under Duan Ling's command and raised in the mansion, and he was specially designed to do that unsightly assassination.

When Tong Gao saw Duan Ling, his facial expression did not fluctuate, he just nodded as a sign of politeness. Duan Ling simply ordered: "Huwei Guards the Women's Barracks, Yuan Qiaoqiao." ”

Although he agreed to Lan Zhi, Duan Ling did not give up killing Yuan Qiaoqiao at all. Si Yang is notoriously utilitarian, and he values her career more than her life, and he believes that she will not risk angering herself for the sake of her own future. That being the case, it's not impossible to put her a yard for Lan Zhi's sake. But Yuan Qiaoqiao is an impulsive and unreasonable person, he can't control the risk, so he can't keep her by Lan Zhi's side.

When Tong Gao heard this, his face was blank: "Time? ”

Duan Ling hesitated for a moment. He promised Lan Zhi not to kill Si Yang and Yuan Qiaoqiao today, if he did it too early, he would definitely arouse Lan Zhi's suspicion. But Ren Yuan Qiaoqiao lives by Lan Zhi's side, even if it is only for a day, he can't feel at ease. Then he sighed: "Let's do it." ”

Tong Gao should be gone. Duan Ling looked at his back and said secretly in his heart: He went back on his word, if Lan Zhi knew about it, she would be angry, right?

- Even the angry person has to be killed, and he will never allow her to be harmed.

Duan Ling raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: Tsk...... This is, it sucks.

said that after Lan Zhi and Duan Ling separated, they did not return to Huweiwei, but went to Xinfeng Courtyard. Du Lianxue had already promised Lan Zhi to quit the jade dirche, and it happened that Lan Zhi had no task these days and nights, so she wanted to accompany her.

Du Lianxue is really the top brand of Xinfeng Courtyard, on the first day of the new year, she didn't even have to rest, and when Lan Zhi arrived, she was accompanying the benefactor. The benefactor is a native of the Central Plains, Lan Zhi is not richer than him, but he is better than the identity of the captain of Huweiwei, so he made trouble all the way from the lobby to Du Lianxue's room, kicked the door and broke into the house, and drove the benefactor out. The bustard had already heard about last night's incident, and he didn't remember whether he had offended Lan Zhi, so he weighed it again, but he still turned his eyes open and closed his eyes, and turned his head to appease the guests.

Du Lianxue's addiction is not too serious. According to her words, since entering Xinfeng Courtyard, she has been half-killed by men every night, and it is rare to have free time to be sad and sad. It is also because of this that her abstinence from jade pill is not as difficult as Lan Zhi once was. It was the middle of the day (20 o'clock), she took a shower, shrank off the bed and ate dried fruits, she was very energetic.

After thinking about it, Lan Zhi still told her the fact that her enemy was dead. When Du Lianxue heard this, the expression on her face was definitely not happy. Lan Zhi knew that this would be the case: Du Lianxue had already given up a bit of a fortune in order to take revenge, and even voluntarily fell into the dust. But now her enemy is dead, in a corner she doesn't know, and he has nothing to do with her. Those people didn't even know that there was a girl who was living a miserable and stubborn life with the obsession of killing them.

Lan Zhi couldn't find comforting words, so she could only sit with her silently. I don't know how long it took, Du Lianxue finally picked up the dried fruit buns again and stuffed the preserved fruits into her mouth one by one. Lan Zhi opened her mouth at this time: "What are your plans for the future?" ”

Du Lianxue moved. The enemy is dead, and it seems meaningless to stay in Xinfeng Courtyard any longer, Du Lianxue was silent for a moment, and suddenly handed the dates in her hand to Lan Zhi. She looked into Lan Zhi's eyes: "Sister, you saved my life on the day you entered the city, and I haven't said thank you yet." ”

Lan Zhi didn't expect her to mention the past, and she didn't expect that she would suddenly give herself a date, as if she wanted to repay her kindness with this date. She pushed Du Lianxue's hand back: "No thanks." You eat it. ”

Du Lianxue smiled, and sure enough, she sent the date back to her mouth. She chewed slowly, and swallowed the jujube for a long time: "I have nothing to do left and right, so I will help you kill Xiang Jinxiu, which can be regarded as repaying your life-saving grace." ”

Rao is Lan Zhi has always been calm, and at this time she was also shocked! She narrowed her eyes, and her voice became cold: "Who sued you that I want to kill Xiang Jinxiu?" ”