198 What is the truth?

Qin Che looked in the direction of the water tank and pressed the idea of appearing. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info if he jumps out rashly, Yan'er's plan for tonight will be ruined. She had told her to quietly enter the living room and not attract people.

Now I only hope that Zou Ji and Mei Zheng and I will be distracted by talking, and I won't notice the water tank.

Qin Che stared at the backs of the three of them tightly, and Mei Zheng and my party walked to the T-junction and turned around. Depending on the situation, they were going to the study.

The sound of talking became farther and farther away, and the gatekeeper lifted the thick curtain and came out, covered the gate, and extinguished the two dead wind lamps in the courtyard, and then carried them inside. Except for a little orange glimmer on the edge of the curtain, the right half of the courtyard is no longer visible.

Qin Che lifted his body and flew to the water tank, but Fu Yanwu was not there.

He quickly turned his head around, and found that there seemed to be a small beast hiding in the corner of the wall, and its eyes were flashing in the darkness. After a glance, the hanging heart finally let go.

No wonder Zou Ji didn't find out, it turned out that she had already hid away.

Fu Yanwu got up and walked to the water tank and pointed in the direction of the living room. They had to hurry, they had been delaying for a long time.

The rest went well. The two people in the living room were completely asleep, and even if they kicked them, it would be difficult to wake up.

Fu Yanwu closed his eyes when he walked to the atrium, his hands clenched, and he didn't move.

Qin Che couldn't take his eyes off it, this is the skill she learned in Bumen. Not only can you fall asleep, but you can also know what happened in the past just by standing here. No wonder she had to come in person, this was much better than any bright and dark guard.

Speaking of which, he was eager to ask what was in the sachet she had given him. Yan Huan said that it would take at least 100 days for his wound to be healed. But he not only flew for a long time tonight, but also brought someone with him, and the wound was absolutely fine.

Thinking of these things that he didn't understand, Qin Che felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Do the math, she will be twelve this year, and according to the emperor's wishes, she will be allowed to hold a ceremony in the autumn. After the ceremony, it is the national teacher ceremony. After that, she will climb higher and higher, and he will follow her step by step.

No matter how powerful her spells are, as long as she doesn't know martial arts, she will always need a guard.

Qin Che was thinking endlessly, and Fu Yanwu's body suddenly trembled. He hurriedly stopped the stiff body and called, "Yan'er, Yan'er." ”

But Fu Yanwu didn't wake up.

Qin Che remembered that the last time he was brought into a dream by her, his body was lying on the table before falling asleep, and it was the same after waking up, and there was no movement in between. So why did her body tremble?

With a bang, a person's arm hit the foot of the hearth. It's the servant in the living room, and he's about to wake up.

Qin Che hurriedly picked up Fu Yanwu, ran to the corner of the wall and jumped hard, stepped on the wall and jumped out of Mei's house.

At this time, Fu Yanwu's spirit was standing in the middle of the Mei family's living room, frightened by what Yin Xiaolang had just said, and took a step back. She couldn't believe that it was the emperor who wanted to kill those babies.

Because Ying Wuxian predicted the birth of the Southwest Emperor Star, the emperor believed it, so the emperor sent Ying Wushu and Qin Guang to Yunzhou to help him kill the Emperor Star. How could she believe this? The emperor will be so cruel and confused, and he should really commit such a cruel and inhumane evil deed without injury.

One is the person whom the master asked him to assist, and the other is her senior brother. She has already discovered the distress of the elder brother, why the elder brother wants to mutilate the baby under the age of one.

No, unless she saw Qin Guang's confession with her own eyes, she couldn't believe it.

Next, she saw Mu Furen wielding the snowflake blade, with a posture of killing Buddha and killing ghosts, and finally smashed the living room to pieces.

Fu Yanwu felt that he was very pitiful. Such a homeless person insisted on more than ten years, just to find out the truth about the death of his infant daughter. Is this the truth?

A monarch swings his butcher's knife at a baby who can't even speak; Can such a person rule the country and level the world, and does she still have to assist him?

Fu Yanwu's heart was in turmoil. She suddenly had some doubts about Master's words, she was not a so-called lifebreaker, could she change something when she came here? Compared with this bizarre time and space, Dafeng, which did not exist in history, is still much simpler in modern universities. After her internship, she will graduate normally, and then continue to help unhappy people, so that they have less trouble and make herself more empowered.

Fu Yanwu looked around with confused eyes.

I can't hear it anymore. Yin Xiaolang was taken away, Mei Zheng and Zou Ji were gone, and Mu Furen disappeared. The living room was full of messes and the floor was gone. There were only two people in the living room who had fallen asleep, and they had woken up and were about to leave with their foot stoves.

Fu Yanwu couldn't find her body, and she didn't want to find it. She didn't know what she had to do, so she could only drift in a daze.

There was a faint hint of fish belly white in the sky, and it didn't take long for the white to be dyed red, as if it was blood flowing from behind the sky.

Fu Yanwu said to himself, "Will God also be disemboweled?" Aren't people the only ones who suffer, don't you like to play with humans in the palm of your hand? Turns out you're bleeding too. ”

Thinking of the baby's cry that had haunted her for more than ten years in her memory, Fu Yanwu howled and cried. She is not so strong that she can face the truth about these babies being slaughtered by the emperor. She always thought that he was a good emperor, sympathetic to the people and thrifty to support himself.

"Great compassion and compassion for Avalokiteshvara...... There is no Buddha in the south, there is no monk in the south, there is no monk in the south...... "There are already monks in the temple who have started to do morning classes.

The warm Buddha voice reminded Fu Yanwu of not reading the master, she looked at the sky and sighed: "Master, I'm afraid I can't complete your entrustment." ”

Before the sky was bright, the three thousand worlds were smeared with a layer of mist, hazy. A man carries a bag of things, and the hind foot rushes out of the temple with the front foot.

It was Mu Furen, looking anxious. He had just dug up a wooden box, and there were a lot of green spots growing on the outside of the box, and it could not have been newly buried. By this time, he had regained some of his senses, and he couldn't let any of the Sulphauers open the wooden box until the truth was known.

In all fairness, he hoped that Yin Xiaolang was lying, or that he was being deceived.

In the past few years with the emperor, he knows what the emperor is like. Compared with the first emperor, compared to the prince of Zhan, and compared to any of the Ji dynasty, the emperor has done better. The emperor is smart and wise, diligent and loves the people, leads by example to promote frugality, and does not like the draft, let alone the construction of large-scale construction. Even when the treasury was empty, the emperor cut the flesh from the nobles and fought with those families instead of increasing taxes.

Fu Yanwu looked at the temple, Mu Furen came out of Baiyun Temple, he must have searched outside the Zhenguo Tower at night, and what he was holding was Qin Guang's box.

It turned out that she had inadvertently drifted outside the White Cloud Temple.

Mu Furen rode on his white horse, a puff of smoke and dust billowed and the horse ran away. Fu Yanwu floated lightly, chased after him, and finally followed him back home. She also wanted to see what kind of confession was in the box. (To be continued.) )