Mu Nanyu didn't care about the situation that the old emperor knew, because he believed that Leng Zhuoheng and Luo Chenzhi would definitely not tell the truth to the old emperor, and he also firmly believed that the woman who could be targeted by Tai Yixiao would definitely be unusual in her that others didn't know.

Perhaps this unknown point can make Mu Beihong give up the order to force him to kill Leng Qinlan.

"Alas, what a nuisance!"

Mu Nanyu sighed as he walked forward.

Trustworthiness and morality have become a stone pressing on him, and how to deal with the dealings with Leng Qinlan has become a difficult problem in front of him.

He didn't want his uncle, who was regarded as his biological father, to come to Lin'an City again because of Leng Qinlan and obstruct him from acting, but if he had a negative master, he would not be able to face it.

What's more, he dared to calculate the old emperor and make a big fuss in the royal family, but he couldn't see through what kind of attitude he had towards Leng Qinlan.

The hut where Leng Qinlan lived was very quiet, and the weather was getting colder, and the pond water behind the hut was also cold.

In the future, the weather will be more suitable for snuggling up in a house with a hot charcoal pot.

Mu Nan Yu did not stop, and swept straight towards the door of the house.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

After a few sounds, it was too late for Mu Nan Yu to realize that something was wrong.

The moment he entered, several pots filled with incense ash on the roof of the door fell head-on, and although Mu Nanyu was agile enough to dodge, the charcoal ash that flipped over the buckle was full of eyes.

Just when Mu Nanyu's eyes were dizzy and the incense ash was hazy and he couldn't see clearly, he stepped into an incense burner again.

Looking down, Mu Nanyu saw that there were many incense burning stoves on the ground of the house, and the house was full of cigarettes, but the doors and windows were tightly closed, and he could only smell the aroma that was common in the Taoist temple from the outside.

Mu Nanyu, who was covered in incense ash, was shrouded in smoke, his vision was not clear, and he wanted to retreat when he realized that he was in danger, but his body was weak......

Poisoned!

This was the last consciousness of Mu Nan Yu before he fell unconscious.

"Miss said someone would come looking for her, and someone really came."

Mingjing brought someone over, and it was a little Dao Gu who followed behind her who spoke.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be a big celebrity in front of the emperor." Another Xiaodao aunt smacked her tongue.

"What are you going to do here?" Leng Qinglian, who had been living in Baiyun Temple, came over and asked curiously.

These days, she is also accustomed to the purity of Baiyun Temple, and she is quiet every day far from the previous Miss Leng San, and she is not disliked.

"Miss Qinglian, let this person be taken care of by you." As the master of the White Cloud Temple, Ming Jing's command Leng Qinglian is also handy.

It can't be said that she was bullying her, and Bai Yunguan couldn't be too harsh on Leng Qinglian for Leng Qinlan's sake, but no one could eat dry food, and it was right to do what he could.

"Okay, Dao Chief." Leng Qinglian agreed very happily.

When Mu Nanyu woke up, he still had palpitations.

Even he couldn't guard against it, if someone took advantage of his unconscious to kill him, then he couldn't cry out when he saw the king of Hades.

"Leng Qinglian?" Mu Nanyu looked at Leng Qinglian who helped him wipe the ashes on his face, and then looked at the layout in the house, and concluded that he was still in Baiyun Temple.

"Yes, Master Mu." Leng Qinglian lowered her eyebrows and continued to help Mu Nanyu wipe the incense ash on her forehead.

According to Cheng Dù, whose face was wiped with incense ash, Mu Nanyu concluded that he had not been in a coma for a short time.

"What the hell is going on?!" Mu Nanyu grabbed Leng Qinlan's hand, and there was obviously strength in his voice.

"I ...... I don't know......" Leng Qinglian's voice trembled, "Daoist Mingjing said, I was afraid that Sister Qin Lan would be targeted, so I made arrangements in my sister's room, and it turned out that it was Young Master Mu, so ...... So let me take care of it and wait for the young master to wake up. ”

Leng Qinglian's words were very clear.

The people of Baiyunguan were afraid that someone would attack Leng Qinlan again, so they set up a trap.

After all, Leng Qinlan was taken captive to Xiliao and now everyone knows it, and it is also necessary to take precautions, and he can only consider himself unlucky if he is bumped into it.

Mu Nanyu let go of Leng Qinglian's hand, sat up, took the wet handkerchief in Leng Qinglian's hand and wiped his face himself.

Ready to get up and go to the ground, I found that my feet were also a little painful, it was a foot into the incense burner was burned by the burning incense candle, and there were also a few burns on the body, and it was covered with incense ash, and the hair was shaken and it was also a layer of dust.

"Young Master Mu, I have already helped you with the medicine, and the medicine in Baiyunguan is also very good." Leng Qinglian saw that Mu Nanyu's face was ugly, and hurriedly said.

"Where's Leng Qinlan?" Mu Nanyu swallowed a breath of decay and thought of the purpose of his coming to Baiyun Temple.

Leng Qinglian shook her head, "I don't know, it should be where it was properly placed by the Mingjing Dao Master." I saw it once yesterday and haven't seen it since. ”

"Alright, I'll go find that Mingjing." Mu Nanyu put on his socks and got up and went to the ground.

In fact, in addition to the incense burner, there were several candles burning in each incense burner, which were not obvious from the outside under the sunlight, and those candles burned out Mu Nanyu's shoes and burned his feet, and the socks were already burned out.

Munandao is just a habitual one.

Baiyun Temple is the place where Daogu is located, and there are no spare clothes for men. Mu Nan had no choice but to continue to make do with his broken shoes.

Seeing this, Leng Qinglian hurriedly went to open the door to find Mingjing first.

Hearing the call, Mingjing, who was already in the quiet room next to him, quickly came.

The first thing he said when he saw Mu Nanyu was, "Young Master Mu, Baiyun Temple is no better than Mu Zhuang, if you come to the temple in the future, please ask the prophet to say a poor word." ”

The implication is that if you become a thief yourself, don't worry about other people's thieves.

Mingjing's words also echoed the incident when Mu Nanyu came to Baiyun Temple for the first time and robbed Leng Qinlan at night.

"Yes, Michigan." Mu Nanyu had a polite smile on his face, and bowed slightly to Mingjing, "May I ask the chief, where is Miss Leng?" I came to condole with me. ”

"Young Master Mu is sure that it is a condolence, not that he wants to take the opportunity to take people away, and by the way, what kind of gambling game will he go to the underground gambling house?" Mingjing asked with a faint smile.

"Where is the Taoist chief?" Mu Nanyu smiled and snorted.

Young Master Mu smiled, he was also gentle and slaughtered, but he was helpless to face a group of little Dao aunts who were concentrating on cultivating the Dao Method, even if there was an occasional spring heart, he didn't dare to show it.

"Are you sure Young Master Mu wants to see Miss Leng like this?" Mingjing still smiled lightly.

Some little Dao aunts couldn't help but snicker.

In addition to wiping his face clean, Young Master Mu really didn't dare to compliment the rest of the place, especially the pair of broken shoes, which also exposed the hole in the foot and stuck out the toes.

Mu Nanyu looked down at his feet and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Forget it, let's do it another day." As long as Miss Leng comes back safely. ”

"If Young Master Mu really cares about Miss Leng, don't pay attention to Miss Leng anymore, Miss Leng doesn't have so much strength, neither Baiyunguan nor the Leng family has the ability to compete with Mu Zhuang, what if one day Lord Mu Zhuang surges with force and beats Miss Leng to death with one palm? Poor Dao is sorry for the entrustment of the ancestors, and even more sorry for the town of Guogong. Mingjing's words were clearly condemning Mu Beihong and his alienation from the people of Mu Zhuang, but his tone was steady and unwavering, showing the atmosphere of a generation of viewers.

Mu Nanyu was a little embarrassed, and smiled stupidly, "Dao Chief, take your leave!" ”

With such a person, what face does he have to leave in front of everyone, go back and clean up as soon as possible!

In addition to being given the name of "thief" by Luo Chenfeng before, today's encounter is even worse than that time, which makes Mu Nanyu rarely experience what it means to be self-conscious.

At this time, the ghost-faced holy doctor who left the Leng family was blocked.

The Ghost Mask Holy Doctor entered Jinhua Garden with his front foot, and was chased by someone on his back foot, but fortunately, he was quick to react and did not rush to change his clothes when he noticed that he was being followed.

Turning around, the ghost-faced holy doctor stood still, facing behind him, to inform the visitor that he had been discovered.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Eastern Chu." The Ghost Face Holy Doctor said.

Through the hole in the ghost's face, his cold gaze stared at the man who was silently following behind him.

Even if the dragon robe is removed, the old emperor of Eastern Chu is still full of majesty and majesty.

It's just that yesterday on top of the Dragon Palace, the silent Leng Qinlan had already seen that the old emperor was not as good as before in some aspects.

At this time, the old emperor was closer to the ghost-faced holy doctor, and he could see that there was a decay on his body that was difficult to be detected, which was something that had never been exposed before, so it can be seen that the loss of Jin Liying and the poison of the old emperor made a lot of changes in the old emperor's body.

With just one glance, the Ghost-Faced Holy Doctor knew the purpose of this high-ranking emperor who had put down his body and personally spared no effort to find him.

The ghost-faced holy doctor only made a polite bow to the old emperor, and did not follow the crowd to make a big salute.

Dressed in a green shirt, with a ghost face covered, standing in front of the old emperor is upright, cold, and unruly, such a famous person in the world, just like Mu Beihong of Mu Zhuang, has less of the awe of ordinary people for the emperor.

An emperor and a holy doctor, face to face at this time, are two people who look at each other equally.

"Ghost Mask Holy Doctor, the rumored master of the Golden Imperial Doctor? It's better to see than to hear. The old emperor said.

As he spoke, the old emperor's gaze had completely enveloped the ghost-faced holy doctor in his sight.

He knew that Jin Liying had studied under the Ghost Face Holy Doctor, and he thought that the rumored Ghost Face Holy Doctor should be an old man of his age, at least he had to catch up with Jin Liying's age.

Even if the Ghost Faced Holy Doctor appeared separately in the Beauty Pavilion and the Wumeng Association a few months ago, and everyone came back to tell him how tall and tall the Ghost Faced Holy Doctor was, he just thought that at most he was in the same good spirits as him, and never thought about how young and vigorous a person who had been worshiped as a master by Jin Liying, who was already middle-aged, could be, but who knows......

The ghost-faced holy doctor standing in front of the old emperor was so young, this kind of youth was not something that an elderly person could have at all, if he was really the master in Jin Liying's mouth, then the visual impact of this youth on the old emperor was exactly what he dreamed of!

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