On the way back, Yan Yue sat in the carriage leisurely, everything that happened today was really unpleasant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He pressed the throbbing corner of his forehead, and when the stuffy swelling and pain had subsided a little, he let out a low groan, leaning back against a pile of soft pillows.

I grabbed one and held it in my arms, pinched it~ and kneaded it, it was not hard enough, nor warm enough, and the feeling of holding Xuan'er in my arms was completely different.

finally sighed: "Alas~ I miss you so much." ”

Sure enough, as Qingzhu said, he is really getting more and more sticky. In the past, I hated to carry her on my belt and take her everywhere all the time, but now I just hate to put her in my heart, his fatality, with the softest tender ~ flesh gently wrapped her, hidden, not to be coveted by anyone, but in every breath, every moment of blood flow can feel her existence, inseparable, unforgettable.

He took a deep breath, and the tip of his nose faintly smelled the aroma of grass, like the smell on her body, it was he who specially ordered someone to find the spices closest to her body ~ incense to smoke all the things he used all day long, and this familiar smell lingered around his body, although it was only similar, but it was better than nothing, and it could soothe his crazy pain.

He felt that he had been hit by a poison, a poison called Han Xuan, he was terminally ill, he couldn't be cured, and he didn't want to be cured, this world was too lonely, and the loneliness made people lose their five senses like the walking dead, only this poison, although the addiction was fatal, could make him feel that he was still alive, so it was good.

He narrowed his eyes and let himself sink into the faint scent, breathing deeply and soaking in it.

It was supposed to be a beautiful moment, and it would have been better if it hadn't been for the cacophony of outside the car and the intransgressive invective that crept into your ears.

Yanlu frowned, and finally gave up the idleness of this moment, and lifted the curtains of the car with some displeasure to look out, just in time to collide with the oncoming car passing by. The curtain of the car was an inconspicuous dark gray, he didn't care, but it happened that the wind rose at this time, rolling up the corner of the curtain of the car, the familiar figure, he was stunned.

That person, how could he be here?

He listened intently, paying attention to the conversation around him.

"This kind of greedy and forgetful of righteousness, reckless of human life, should pay the price for the wrong things he has done! Even if you don't want his life, you should let him stay in prison for the rest of his life and sit through the prison! How could you let him go so cheaply! ”

"That is, in the world, who can not have a major illness and a small disaster, who can think that the medicine that saves people's lives has become a poison that kills people in the end, and now everyone is worried, and it is inconvenient to see a doctor, isn't it all the harm caused by the black-hearted businessmen? Such people should be severely punished! ”

Yanlu's heart moved, the person just now was really the eighth master, and he was actually released? Yanyi really saved this person, what method did he use?

He was puzzled in his heart, and then heard another person advise: "People say that putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground can improve greatly by knowing mistakes." He took the initiative to turn himself in, not to mention that he also scattered his family wealth to support the disaster area in the south, although it was not a good cause at the beginning, but in the end he got a good result, and the government sentenced him to exile to a distant place and never enter the capital, which is also a symbol of benevolence and benevolence, and the happiness of the people. ”

The law is clear, Yue Guo advocates Buddhism, and feels that everyone has good thoughts, even if it is a very evil bad person, it is just a thought, as long as there is a sense of repentance, there should be a chance to mend a new leaf, and there are very few people who have been sentenced to death in Yue Country.

That's why he doesn't like Buddhism, obviously people who have never been good in their lives still need to go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties to become Buddhas, while wicked people only need to put down the butcher knife, although this world is so unfair, but it still makes people's hearts uneasy. The most annoying thing is that these Buddhism have also become the best excuse to cover up their crimes, so that more people who should be punished have an opportunity to escape, such as the eighth master, such as Yanyi.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, he shouldn't have interfered or wanted to ask what he was going to do, but there were too many doubts in it that were too weird, and he had to be forced to think carefully about what ulterior secrets were hidden behind this matter.

You must know that the eighth master's original crime is that he must die if all the human and material evidence are complete, even if he wants to help him escape the charge, he needs a little means and a little power, otherwise he will not find himself, but he refused, so who did he find to help? And why did the eighth master scatter all his family wealth and invest in the south, and there is more than one place where Yue Guo suffered? And who handled and transferred the money from it? Did the money really go to the refugees in the disaster area?

Now the south is already an eventful autumn, only he knows that there are floods, cold snaps, bandits looting, fields flooding, houses damaged, and the people are not living in mourning, and the imperial court has ordered the opening of the treasury as early as the first time it received the report, and sent a large amount of disaster relief silver, and the experience of history tells us that these things can really be used in disasters after being passed down from the hands of first-order officials, less than one percent.

This is not the case with the things of the imperial court, not to mention personal belongings.

He expected that the words and intentions would be through the relationship to help the eighth master must require money and wealth, and he has always been a stingy, so thinking about it, the eighth master's family wealth must be in the hands of the mastermind behind the scenes.

What is the relationship behind the disasters in the south, the raging bandits, the old couple who went to Beijing to find relatives, the masterminds behind the scenes, the increasingly busy Han Xuan, and the tense atmosphere in the capital and the days that have sunk down a little bit?

Yan Lu lowered the curtain, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, he always felt as if he had forgotten something important, or that he didn't know what it was, but it was extremely important, with it he could complete the bond that connected everything, as long as he knew this, then he must know why this uneasiness in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, stirring his mind restless, and he was restless and depressed.

He suddenly snorted, clutched his chest and let himself fall backwards, his headache splitting, he still couldn't understand, and couldn't help beating his head fiercely, in order to relieve the cone like pain, but also to hate his own incompetence.

His eyes were glazed, his mind was empty, and it suddenly occurred to him that he was alone here like a trapped beast fighting, and no matter what, he could not get any results, maybe he should find someone to come and discuss and exchange information.

With a roll of his eyes, he already has a candidate in his heart.

Thinking about it like this, my thoughts suddenly became clearer, and even the headache seemed to be relieved a lot, and I was really smart and confused for a while. (To be continued.) )