In the temple of the female maid, the old man looked meaningfully at the night withered grass and the third prince, and reminded: "It's dark, remember not to go out of this temple, it's very evil outside." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The night withered grass let go of his hand, turned his face, turned his back to the third prince, remembered the wormwood he had just touched, as if he had not withered it because of his own hand, the wild one was different, turned to look at the golden Buddha, and asked suspiciously: "Uncle This temple is very strange, why are there so many yellow talismans on the tile roof?" And why is this golden Buddha only half of the body? ”

"When the old man found this abandoned temple, it was like this, some things still don't know, let's rest early!" After the old man finished speaking, he walked behind the golden Buddha, lay down on the Buddha platform, and after a while, he fell asleep.

The third prince patted the head of the night withered grass, and said with a smile: "You ask the old man what he is doing so much, rest early, we will hurry back to the palace as soon as the morning dawns, the murderer has not been caught yet!" ”

"You're right, you're hurt, go to sleep first! I stayed for the vigil. Nightshade said.

The third prince smiled, and did not stop the night withered grass, and consciously lay on the ground, turned his back to her, and closed his eyes.

The wind outside the temple was getting stronger and stronger, squeaking the cracked doors and windows, and it was dark outside, except for the night pearl beside the old man.

Seeing that the two of them were asleep, the night withered grass moved a dilapidated stool to block the door, returned to the side of the third prince, sat on the ground with his legs curled, staring at the night pearl on the golden Buddha platform, the night is long, when is dawn?

"Whew~" There was a wolf howl outside the temple.

Night Dry Grass shivered all over, stared at the door, and hypnotized himself: "It's okay, it's okay, the wolf won't run in." ”

The third prince turned over and made a small sound.

Night withered grass was startled, looked down, and it turned out to be the sound of the third prince turning over, reaching out and hitting him, muttering: "It's okay to turn over, it's scared to death." ”

After a long time, the night withered grass's eyes began to feel sleepy, and her eyelids closed one by one, and she slowly fell asleep on the ground.

The third prince opened his eyes, sat up, gently lifted the head of the night withered grass, put it on his knees, ran his fingertips through her hair, and whispered: "Silly girl, you are obviously very scared, but you want to be strong, I really don't know what kind of woman you are." ”

The night withered grass entered the dreamland, and in a temple where incense was flourishing, an old monk stood next to the golden Buddha, with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

At this time, three people came, the woman held the man's wrist, followed by the little girl, came to worship in front of the Buddha, knelt on the mat, folded her hands, and chanted silently in her mouth.

In less than a quarter of an hour, six masked men broke in, holding long knives in their hands, without saying a word, they came in and killed the three people who knelt down in front of the Buddha, along with the old monks, and the people in the temple were killed in an instant, and the corpses were all over the place.

The masked man who took the lead waved a knife, split the golden Buddha in front of him, cut it in half, the corners of his mouth rose, and sneered: "If the Buddha is useful, what do you want us to kill." After that, he left.

The dream picture turns, and the temple is in tatters, with piles of cobwebs and weeds.

"Hahaha...... Father! Mother! "The playful sound of a little girl.

Then more than a dozen people came over the night withered grass, their faces had no facial features, stretched out their hands, and screamed miserably: "Give me back my life." ”

"Who are you? Don't come here......" Nightdry Grass retreated in fear.

A couple walked out of the crowd, and the woman's voice was very gentle, and said: "Only you can see us, this is a dream, a picture we created for you, and a real past." ”

"What do you say? I don't understand. The withered grass turned and ran, but no matter how it ran, its feet remained in place as if they were bound by something.

The little girl came over and said in a childish voice: "Sister, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, we just want you to help." ”

"Help? I won't ...... anything."

The man opened his mouth to explain: "Hey~ I see that your identity is not simple, you must be from the palace, right?" ”

"How do you know? Were you killed? Is that picture real or fake? Nightshade asked.

The man sighed and said, "Don't you know, I was originally a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, and my family came to the temple to pray for blessings, how did I know that I had encountered a catastrophe." ”

"Do you know who killed you?" Nightshade asked.

The woman stepped forward and replied: "If you guessed correctly, it was Lord Shangshu, at that time, the husband had the account book in his hand, and he could be accused of being corrupt and perverting the law, and the husband said that in order to avoid retaliation, he did not present it to the emperor." ”

"You said Lord Shangshufu? How could it be, there was just a murder case in the palace, and the daughter of Shangshu Mansion was killed. Nightweed pondered, unable to figure out what it was all about.

The husband and wife also fell into deep thought, the two thought for a while, and said: "I think there is a behind-the-scenes command behind this, Lord Shangshufu must be related, we did not have a grudge with anyone in the court, but only a grudge with him, that account book is hidden under the half-body golden Buddha, you take the account book to find Lord Shangshufu, he will definitely compromise for the sake of the black gauze hat on his head." ”

"I see, can I leave the dream now?" Nightshade asked.

The picture of the dream gradually darkened until nothing could be seen.

The first thing he saw was a pair of piercing eyes, staring at him suspiciously, startled, and suddenly raised his head, and his head hit his chin.

"Ahh You ......" the third prince screamed.

Night Withered Cao blinked, and saw clearly that the screaming person turned out to be the Third Prince! He laughed awkwardly twice, found himself lying on his lap, and immediately sat up, "Did you do something I don't know?" ”

"Are you thinking too much, what can I do to you, but you, you can't sleep a little more peacefully, rub around!" As the third prince spoke, his face suddenly turned red.

The night withered grass covered his burning face, turned around and stomped his feet, when I was in a dream, I wouldn't have done anything to the third prince in reality! His face is so red, it must be something very dirty, oh my God!! Take a deep breath, calm down, calm down, pretend to be calm, and say, "You have slandered me in my sleep!" Ye has practiced. ”

"Hahaha......" The third prince covered his stomach and smiled and lay on the ground, rolling around.

Night withered grass ignored him with a black line, walked to the Golden Buddha, through the light of the night pearl, pressed his left hand on the Golden Buddha, and pulled a corner of the account book with his right hand.

With a bang, the golden Buddha fell backwards to the ground with a loud noise, and the old man woke up in his sleep, looking at the night withered grass with an innocent face.