Yang Zhi drove to the front of the Guandi Temple, and said: "The king has taken refuge in the temple for a while, and the Sprinkle family will come back as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Zhen got out of the car, looked at Fang Qiong and didn't go away, but was silent, Yang Zhi must have buried everyone together, this Zhao Zhen has no way to ask Yang Zhi again, because he must be a person who can't do everything, and if he asks for anything, it will be embarrassing for him, but when he can come back to take Fang Qiong's bones back, Zhao Zhen is really not sure, when it is really time to come back, there is only a pile of white bones left, how to tell the difference.

Yang Zhi saw that Zhao Zhen was not leaving, and urged again in a hurry: "King! ”

Zhao Zhen nodded to Yang Zhi, and then bit off the little finger of his left hand with his hand, Yang Zhi shouted in shock and fear: "King! ”

Zhao Zhen was in a cold sweat, but he waved his hand to prevent Yang Zhi from speaking, so he pried Fang Qiong's mouth open, put his little finger in it, and said in a deep voice: "Fang Gong, as soon as you die to save Zhao Zhen, Zhao Zhen will use his finger to accompany your body, just wait for Zhao Zhen to come back one day, he will re-bury you and build a temple to worship!" ”

Yang Zhi knelt down excitedly, and bowed to Zhao Zhen: "King, Fang Gong has a spirit in the sky, and he is blind to death!" ”

Zhao Zhen shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Let's go quickly, but be careful, don't hurt yourself." ”

Yang Zhi got up as promised, first treated the injury on Zhao Zhen's hand, and then removed the blood dripping on the ground, and then drove away.

Zhao Zhen stood in front of the temple and watched Yang Zhi walk away, then turned around and entered the Guandi Temple, although the temple is not big, but there are three upper corridors, two sides of the corridor, although there is nothing dilapidated outside the temple, but the inside of the temple has been looted by the golden soldiers, the doors and windows of the wings on both sides have been smashed, and the things inside are gone, only two broken houses are left, and the roof has been poked with a few holes, which can not block the wind and frost at all, Zhao Zhen took a look, and came to the upper corridor.

There are three rooms on the corridor, the main hall is the main hall dedicated to Emperor Guan, the king of righteousness and bravery, Zhao Zhen went in to see, and saw that Emperor Guan was still about Ping, and the gold paint on Zhou Cang's body was ripped off, the incense burner fell to the ground, the incense ash was scattered, there was no way to treat people in the hall, and there was nothing in the left building, but the window paper was still good, there was a bed upside down in the right building, although there was no cover on it, just a light board, but the house was clean, Zhao Zhen must be a royal disciple, he loved clean, although when he was in the Jin Kingdom, he also slept in the open air, slept on the spot, but now that he had a bed, he still didn't want to wronged himself, so he walked into the right compartment and fell on the bed.

The custom of the Jin country is to sleep on the soil kang, Zhao Zhen has not slept in bed for five or six years in his two lives combined, although this will lie on a bare bed, but he still moans comfortably, as if the pain on his body is gone.

The boundless exhaustion rolled towards Zhao Zhen's body like a tide, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, although it was not warm in this room, but he was still swept away by a burst of sleepiness, and he entered a dream like that.

Zhao Zhen, who fell asleep, did not calm down like that, holding himself unconsciously with both hands, as if he was protecting himself, and his body twitched from time to time, as if he was telling people about his fear.

In the ruined temple, from time to time there was a whining sound of wind sweeping the ground, like a ghost crying, and the cold wind rolling in through the doors and windows made people shiver, suddenly; Zhao Zhen, who was asleep, shook his body twice, sat up suddenly, and looked outside the temple in horror, but the temple room was tall, the window sash was low, and he couldn't see the situation outside.

There was a long neigh, which made Zhao Zhen sure that he had heard correctly, and someone was riding over outside.

Zhao Zhen was frightened and frightened, so he got up from the bed and walked out of the house, but just now when he arrived at the door, he heard the sound of the war horse galloping into the courtyard of the Guandi Temple, this small temple is not so big, as long as he goes out, the person standing in the courtyard will definitely be able to see him, Zhao Zhen had to retreat back.

"Xiangye, it's so cold this day!" A voice sounded, using the Jurchen words, Zhao Zhen flashed to the window, licked through the window paper in a corner and looked out, and saw that under the moonlight outside, five horses could be seen parked in the yard, four of them were Xiaofan, long and strong, with a knife hanging from their waists, and the horses were carrying spears, which seemed to be guards, and a person standing in the middle was wearing a black raccoon dog, wearing a brocade hat on his head, and no weapons at his waist, looking at his face, peaceful and quiet, but a pair of eyes were full of gloom, with his hands cut on his back, and walked back and forth a few steps, Then he turned his head to look at the Guandi Temple, shook his head and said, "These rough billets have actually destroyed the temple of the sage like this." ”

When Zhao Zhen saw the comer, he couldn't help but have fire in his eyes, and muttered: "Wanyan Zongyin! ”

Wanyan Zongyin's real name is Alihan, he is the son of the Jin family, he is a special existence in the Jin country, he has never been in the name of force, but a rare talent among the Jurchens, revising the law of Dajin, creating the Jurchen script, all have his credit, and the reason why Zhao Zhen hates him is also his literary talent, when the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty were escorted to Mobei, it was Wanyan Zongyin who designed a set of so-called sheep-holding ceremonies, so that Zhao Ji, Zhao Huan father and son, and all the captured princes and princesses were naked, Climbed into the big tent of the Jin Kingdom like a dog to surrender to Jin Taizong Wanyan Shengxing, Zhao Zhen's imperial sister-in-law, Qinzong Zhao Huan's wife, Renhuai Empress Zhu Lian was humiliated and threw herself into the river and died, and what made Zhao Zhen hate Yan Zongyin even more was that Zhao Fujin was tortured to death by him'Gu Dao broke and died'What a tragic way to die, Zhao Zhen had been dead for a long time when Zhao Zhen heard about it, but the shame that went deep into the bone marrow still made Zhao Zhen deeply remember this Wanyan Zongyin.

Xiao Fan pointed to the right compartment and said, "The little ones have already left a room for you there, and there is a big bed in it, which is enough to make you happy." ”

Wanyan Zongyin looked at the right compartment and nodded, "It's okay." Then he went to the side of the horse, untied a sheepskin pouch and threw it on the ground.

As soon as the mouth of the bag was loosened, Wanyan Zongyin grabbed her hair and pulled out a woman from it, and she was used to it, so that she fell in front of the Guandi Temple, Zhao Zhen, who was hiding in the house, was stared at each other, if she didn't cover her mouth with her hand in time, she would have shouted out, and what came out of the leather bag was his fourth sister, Zhao Fujin, Emperor Mao of the Great Song Dynasty.

Zhao Fujin lay on the ground, trembling slightly, looking at Wanyan Zongyin in fear, his sandalwood mouth was slightly open, and he was panting, and his beautiful big eyes looked at Zongyan Zongyin, like a helpless little beast.

Wanyan Zongyin walked over, reached out and pinched Zhao Fujin's jaw, forcibly lifted her face, and sneered: "Slut, do you think that golden vulture can protect you?" ”

Zhao Fujin looked at Wanyan Zongyin with hatred and fear, as a princess, her upbringing made her unable to scold evilly, but although her body was stained with mud, her heart was like a beautiful temperament, which still gave her a desire to destroy.

Wanyan Zongyin slapped Zhao Fujin's face with a fierce palm, beating her to the ground, grabbed her head again, and lifted her up, on the jade-like face, the red marks on the five fingers were still there, and a bead of agate-red blood on the side of the mouth slowly flowed downward.

"When I was in the Sea Alliance, I went to your Tokyo to pay homage to your dog emperor Daddy, and I happened to see you as a slut, and at that time you put on such an inviolable appearance, hum! What's so great about you? It's not time to let that smelly reckless man of the vultures take over you! What kind of score are you still putting in front of Lao Tzu! While speaking, Wanyan Zongyin grabbed Zhao Fujin's placket, tore it left and right, and immediately ripped the clothes open, revealing the colorful pockets and jade-like shoulders with flowers and embroidered moons inside, the delicate collarbone, bent like a new hook, with red kiss marks on it, Zongyan Zongyin wanted to breathe fire in his eyes, so he stretched out his hand and kept rubbing it on the collarbone, and shouted loudly: "You slut, you actually left such a thing, I make you cheap, I make you cheap!" ”

Although Wanyan Zongyin is not good at force, but the Jurchens must be immediately men, killed from the mountains and forests, the strength of Wanyan Zongyin's hands is far above the Han people, plus he has no pity for the jade, just rub hard, Zhao Fujin cried out in pain, and struggled to cry: "Don't rub it, don't rub it!" ”

The four Xiaofan were also frightened by Wanyan Zongyin's behavior, first stunned, and then sobered up, so they grabbed Wanyan Zongyin and said: "Xiangye, but pull her into the house, she is a slut or not, just let Xiangye have fun." ”

Wanyan Zongyin let go of Zhao Fujin, Zhao Fujin lay down on the stone steps in front of the main hall, crying, she couldn't figure it out, she was a lady of destiny, how could she fall to such a point where even the female Chang female branch was inferior, Wanyan Zongyin saw Zhao Fujin crying, and couldn't help but have a fierce light in his eyes, and said to the four Xiaofan: "Benxiang originally planned to try to rob her out tonight, but I didn't expect those Song dogs to help, mess up the camp, and give us a chance, just a few of us took her out of the Wushu tent, so it's okay, After I enjoyed it tonight, you guys will have a good time. ”

The four little fans cheered together, and one of them looked at Zhao Fujin with an evil gaze and said, "I'm afraid that this little girl is too weak to withstand our love." ”

Wanyan Zongyin sneered and said, "It's okay, it's dead to play, I don't believe that Wushu will come to me because of a dead person!" ”

Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth in the room, his two eyes were bloody, and he secretly wondered: "Wanyan Xiyin!" Lone will kill you today! ”

Zhao Zhen is working hard, the people outside mentioned Zhao Fujin and walked to the temple, Zhao Zhen knew that this would do it, maybe he could kill the four Xiaofan, but if Wanyan Zongyin took Zhao Fujin to escape, he would have no way at all, after all, Wanyan Zongyin's equestrian skills were much better than him, only to let them in, kill their heads first, and then even if Xiaofan ran away, it was not worth anything, so he found a hiding place.