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There is an extremely wide open space in front of the temple of Mercy and Grace. After many years, the polished and delicate blue brick floor is still bright, vaguely revealing the grandeur of the royal temples of the Song Kingdom.

Zhao Yuan held Yunyang's hand and let her walk behind him.

Although she tried not to look around, she was driven by curiosity, and she quickly scanned her eyes a few times, catching a glimpse of the scene after the fierce battle.

In the pale moonlight, in the dim shadows of the trees, wounded Guards lay on the ground.

There was a Royal Forest Army, who was injured for some reason, and he tried to stand up by holding on to the old tree next to him, but he tried several times without success. At this time, his strength was exhausted, and he leaned against the tree and vomited blood......

"Knock, knock, knock" A dull and desperate voice came, a soldier had his arm cut off during the scuffle, his severed limb was gone, and the severe pain made him fall into a state of madness, and he slammed his head against a rock, one after another, mixed with the sound of flesh and bones......

There were two elite soldiers sent by the Pillar Country family, and I don't know which powerful Imperial Forest Army pierced both of them in the abdomen with a knife, the handle of the knife was close to the lower abdomen of the first person, and the tip of the knife came out from the back of the second person. The two were leaning in the grass, the second was motionless, and the first was still twitching......

The white lion tiger beast was full of weapons, like a white hill, and fell to the side, dying of exhaustion. It's just that there is a bloody and blurred thing pressed under its claws, and I don't know whose stump it is......

This is like a scene of hell on earth, Yun Yang is in a cold sweat, but Zhao Yuan seems to be turning a blind eye.

He took Yunyang's hand and walked slowly past the scarred soldiers with a blank face, and came to the gate of the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

"Princess Song is here, Jingchen, give up resistance!" Zhao Yuan's voice was not high, but he was full of confidence, and in the quiet night, there seemed to be an echo of the buzz.

"Ahem...... Where is the princess? A young, but somewhat feeble voice came.

Yun Yang poked his head out from behind Zhao Yuan and saw a monk holding a tin staff standing at the gate of a tall but dilapidated temple. Dozens of guards surrounded him with matching knives, and it looked like they had just gone through a fierce battle.

The monk's bean-green robe was torn in many places, and the red blood stains seeped out bit by bit, and his face was pale, and his lips were bright red, as if he had suffered a serious internal injury.

Yun Yang recognized that he was the monk he met when he stayed in the ruined temple that night, and his heart sank, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master, I am the princess of the Song Kingdom!" Please don't do it again, lest you lose your life! ”

When the Imperial Forest Army saw her speak, he naturally flashed to the side, and Jingchen was able to catch his breath for a moment with the tin staff in his hand.

Jingchen stared at Yunyang for a while, and said softly: "The appearance and bearing are indeed quite similar to the portrait of Princess Xixi, but these are not counted......"

When Zhao Yuan heard this, there was anger in his voice: "If it wasn't for the real Song family, how could they have the same appearance?" Isn't that the best proof of that? ”

There was a cold smile on the corner of Jingchen's mouth, and he waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry to get angry first. As the fourteenth generation of the presiding officer of the Ci'en Temple, the poor monk naturally has a way to verify the integrity of the Song royal family. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw him tap his feet on the ground, jumping more than a foot high in the air, and the tin staff in his hand was impartial and hit the plaque of "Temple of Mercy and Grace" hanging high at the gate of Zhongshan.

Under this blow, the two-foot-wide and half-foot-thick hardwood plaque split in half from the middle. As the plaque fell, all the old dust on it rose.

Zhao Yuan saw a gray dust and smoke in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He quickly protected Yunyang behind him, and the knife was already horizontal in front of his chest, in case someone took advantage of the momentary chaos to sneak attack.

Before the smoke settled, Jingchen had already walked out of the fog with his head held high. He held a tin staff in his right hand, his left hand in front of his abdomen, and an extra blue silk bag in his palm.

He walked up to Zhao Yuan and Yunyang, opened the silk bag, took out a mutton fat white jade shaped like a goose egg, and handed it to Yunyang.

"If you are the real Song family, you can unravel this lion and tiger white." Jingchen's voice was clean and ethereal, without any emotion, as if it came from another world.

Zhao Yuan frowned when he heard this: "It turns out that Lion Tiger White turned out to be the name of a piece of jade, and it wasted a lot of these people's scheming in vain." ”

Zhao Yuan was afraid that there was something strange in this jade, so he took this jade before Yunyang and put it in his hand to look at it carefully. He found that the jade was delicate and soft, white and flawless.

The most important thing is that it is a whole piece of jade, which is natural and complete.

"How to open such a piece of whole jade?" Zhao Yuan looked at the jade in his hand with concern, and his eyes turned to Yunyang rather worriedly.

Yunyang took the jade and looked at it carefully, with a look of horror on his expression. As if she wasn't sure, she looked at it carefully, pursed her lips, and didn't speak.

Jingchen's expression was as cold as the snow in the depths of winter: "What does the female benefactor think?" Can it be unraveled? ”

Yunyang raised his head, met his gaze, and said slowly, "If I can't solve it, what will happen to the master?" ”

Jingchen sneered: "If you can't solve it, please go down the mountain and leave, and never disturb each other." ”

"If you want to take advantage of the large number of people to storm the temple, then the poor monk also has the mechanism to destroy the temple of mercy and grace in a moment. At that time, all the people here and the treasures of the Song Kingdom will be buried in the ground, never to see the light of day. ”

Yun Yang listened and bit his lip: "The master is too decisive, and there is a fire in his heart." Although he is in a position and presiding, he is not like a person in Buddhism. ”

She continued, "What if I unravel this lion and tiger white? ”

"If you untie it, the poor monk will take the princess to the treasure room." Jingchen replied.

"So you've been to the place where the treasure is hidden?" Yunyang asked softly.

Jingchen shook his head: "To open the secret room, there must be two mechanisms, the first is the unique nine-turn internal force of the poor monk to drive it away, and the second way is the lion tiger white in the hands of the female benefactor." ”

"This thing is considered to be jade, and according to legend, it is a key, as long as the female donor can open it, she can successfully open the second mechanism and enter the treasure room."

"It is said that Princess Jixi opened it once before her death, and no one has been able to solve this jade since then......"

Before Jingchen's words were finished, Yun Yang lifted the white jade in his hand and pinched it hard with his fingertips on the edge of the narrower end.

I could hear the crisp sound of jade rubbing "quack, quack, bouncing", which spread far away in the empty valley in the middle of the night.

The scene in front of him made it difficult for Jingchen to maintain his usual calm expression. Under his shocked gaze, this piece of white jade, which seemed to be one, was broken down into nine jade rings of different sizes with undulating patterns on the edges, and was quietly stacked in Yunyang's palm.