Boarding the carriage, Su Sanyuan lay on the window and looked in the direction of the Trevi Fountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were several walls in the middle, blocking her view. She saw that inside, Bai Cheng'an looked thoughtful.

The carriage was moving away.

The incense in the nunnery began to be offered by new believers, the incense smoke was filled, and several gilded Bodhisattvas were solemn and sacred.

Bai Cheng'an stood outside the threshold, looking at Guanyin Bodhisattva, and infinite sadness rose in his heart. A few lamps were offered by the believers who had just arrived, and this Bodhisattva helped the suffering, and when he heard the sound, he suffered. Bai Cheng'an has silently recited the name of this Bodhisattva countless times in the dark night, or perhaps it is this Bodhisattva's secret blessing that can turn evil into good fortune every time.

"Donor, why don't you go in and burn incense to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva?" The little master in the nunnery said.

Bai Chengan said lightly: "I'm not suitable." Just take a step and go.

How could such a solemn and sacred place be entered by a man like him, full of anger and blood on his hands? Isn't it dirty to the Buddha temple?

The little master in the nunnery looked at the back of the donor walking away and shook his head, "The master once said that the donor offered the most silver taels to this nunnery, and the Bodhisattva also said that he would put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." As long as the ten unforgivable people in this world can truly repent and reform, the Bodhisattva will definitely bless him!"

Bai Chengan didn't hear it, and walked further.

Put down the butcher knife? How can you put down the butcher knife when you are in it? Who would allow him to put down the butcher's knife?

The corners of Bai Cheng'an's lips hooked up a sad smile.

Maybe it's because I'm too lonely, so I have to come to this nunnery to find this thing of faith, so that my heart feels like I belong.

Yang Brown waited outside the temple, and saw a person in an inky blue robe coming out of it from a distance, and immediately chased after him, but before the person arrived, the voice floated over first, "The matter over there has been done, can we go now?"

Bai Cheng'an pondered and said, "Since it's done, let's leave it alone for the time being, in case the sect leader finds out about us."

Yang Brown licked her dry lower lip, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, it's all up to the Black Sect Master's arrangement."

Recently, the imperial court has sent officials to secretly arrest and strangle all the killers of the White Cloth Sect. Bai Cheng'an asked Yang Brown to secretly reveal the news to the officials, so that they could find the dens of the rest of the white-clothed killers and the white-clothed sect leader and others more quickly.

Bai Chengan looked back at the pure temple.

At night, a white-clothed religious den in the south of the city was rounded up by officers and soldiers. The flames soared into the sky, and eight of the thirteen white-clothed killers with a reputable reputation in the rivers and lakes hidden inside died in the tongue of fire. On the way to escape, the other five were rounded up by a group of so-called charlatans, hacked and discarded in mass graves.

When they left, the area was quiet again. Bai Chengan and his party came on horseback, found the bodies of the dead, and buried them again in the ground.

In the darkness, everyone cleaned up the scene quickly. All is calm. Bai Cheng'an led the group and turned back together to tell the leader of the White-clothed Sect.

The sound of horses' hooves alarmed the residents on both sides of the road, and some of them were light sleepers, so they simply hid in the dark to check outside.

When the sound of horses was gone, those who joined in the excitement formed a group and walked towards the ruins that had been fired, and after Bai Cheng'an and his party deliberately sorted out, there was no sign of the slaughter of the white-clothed killers. The next day, rumors spread that the killers of the White-clothed Sect had deceived everyone by faking their deaths, and they were all at large. It is also rumored that they had an infighting, and that the winner set a fire and fled......

The rumors about the officers and soldiers strangling the Baiyi Sect became more and more ferocious, and some people suspected that the killing was sent to the imperial court by the ghosts of the Baiyi Sect. However, when it comes to the affairs of the White Cloth Sect and the imperial court, most people choose to remain silent. After tea and dinner, I would rather talk and laugh with my classmates and friends, and the group of killers of the Baiyi Sect deceived everyone by faking their deaths and went away.

Shen House.

Shen Yan pushed the wheelchair and quietly looked at the scenery outside the window. There is no sadness or joy on the face. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Yan moved his fingers and turned the wheelchair around. The curtain was lifted, and the little girl led Shen Qiang in. Shen Yan looked at Shen Qiang and sneered, "What good errand did Dad send to you?"

Shen Qiang snorted, took a few steps forward, poured himself a glass of water, and raised his head and drank several sips.

"What's a good errand? I'm just doing a few things for you. When you can go out, I'll leave it to you. I can't go to this business, I can't go there, I can't go there, I'm getting bored!" Shen Qiang said in one breath.

Shen Yan looked at Shen Qiang with a smile.

His fingers tapped on the handrail one by one, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, and he said lightly: "I'm afraid I won't care about those business things in my life."

Shen Qiang chose a place to sit down, and when she heard Shen Yan's words, she slapped her hand on the table.

"For the sake of a girl, what kind of is to give up on yourself?" Shen Qiang stepped forward, pushed Shen Yan's wheelchair out of the house, and said as she walked: "Let's go, take you to see what scenery outside, you are the third young master of the Shen family, who dares to look down on you?"

Shen Yan didn't speak, and let Shen Qiang push him out of the house in a wheelchair.

The dazzling light outside the door, Shen Yan subconsciously reached out to block it. The resentment hidden in his eyes became a little stronger. Everyone who swept in the corner of their eyes was looking at him, looking at him like this. Shen Yan clasped the handle tightly with his hand and shouted coldly: "Push me in!"

Shen Qiang's steps paused.

Old Ancestor Shen happened to come over to see Shen Yan, and he could hear Shen Yan's irritable scolding from a distance. Just thinking about which short-eyed Yahuan had provoked Shen Yan, when he got closer, he saw Shen Qiang pushing Shen Yan's wheelchair, unable to advance or retreat, and was frozen there. Both of them had displeasure on their faces.

"What's going on?" Old Ancestor Shen asked out loud.

Shen Qiang said first: "I want to take him out for a walk, but I don't want to." What's the fire?" After Shen Qiang finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and left.

Old Ancestor Shen said coldly: "You stop!" If Brother Yan is half calm on weekdays, your father will not teach you a lesson every day. If you dare to mess around with Brother Yan in the future, I will be the first to clean you up!"

Shen Qiang shrugged her shoulders and said nonchalantly, "Yes, yes, yes." What's the matter, Brother Yan is right. I shouldn't have been so kind!"

Shen Qiang stepped forward and walked away.

Shen Yan looked at Shen Qiang's figure. didn't look at Old Ancestor Shen, and said lightly: "Grandmother will go back if she has nothing to do." After speaking, his subordinates exerted their strength and pushed the wheelchair to the house.

"What iniquity has been created? actually asked Brother Yan to suffer so much. Old Ancestor Shen's tears welled up in his eyes, and he clenched his fists and hammered them heavily on his body, crying.

"Third Master Yan used to like Miss Su so much, and it was impossible to say that she would let it go. It's better to force Miss Su to come for the third master of Yan, and he can also make the third master of Yan happy. Ruhui held the old lady's hand and said softly.