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It seems that at that moment just now, there was a fault in everyone's memory, only knowing that Qingping assassinated the abbot Shanning with a sword, and then it seemed to be broken in front of him, Qingping was lying on the ground with a sword, and the very good-looking man stood beside the abbot Shanning with a sword.

A look of concern.

The temple was extremely quiet for a while, only Qingping's painful moans, which gradually deepened, and then fell silent.

At the end of the crowd, there was a tall woman, looking at Li Fuyao who was holding the pure sky, she pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were full of joy.

There is also a longing for summer like an early spring flower.

In the darkness farther away, Wang Jia and Uncle Pei stood together, and Wang Jia, who was holding a sword, lowered his voice, "Uncle Pei, did you see Li Fu shake out his sword?" ”

Uncle Pei shook his head, "It's too fast, I can't see it." ”

Wang Jia smiled bitterly, "Yes, too fast." ”

Is it really too fast?

Uncle Pei was silent for a while, a little glad in his heart, fortunately he didn't make a move on him yesterday, judging from his performance, his skills are not worse than himself, maybe he is stronger.

Wang Jia said again: "I don't know what his purpose is, maybe he will force us to change our plan." ”

Uncle Pei sighed, "When all of our people are here, we can try." ”

Wang Jia was silent.

Shanning looked at the corpse of her disciple Qingping blankly, and then looked at the woman who pretended to be a corpse to assassinate herself, smiled bitterly, and muttered in a voice that only she could hear, "Five surnames and seven clans, can't you tolerate me like this......"

However, Li Fuyao was beside her, listened to the truth, and sighed lightly, "So, if I am the emperor, I will definitely cut these gate valve families, so that the world's poor scholars can also enter the court." ”

This should have been done by Wu Cong.

When Shanning heard these rebellious words, he was not angry, but looked at Li Fuyao fixedly, his eyes filled with an indescribable doubt...... And a little bit of excitement that even she didn't know about.

After staring at Li Fuyao for a long time, he waved his hand and said to Qingyue and a few other disciples who came in a hurry: "You clean up, the Buddha Gate must not have blood." ”

However, Qingyue and the others thought about the master, who cared about the corpses on the ground, and hugged Shanning to heal his wounds.

Shanning turned around, "Donor, if you are not busy, please wait for a while." ”

Li Fu shook his head, "It's okay, I'll deal with these corpses." ”

Carrying the two corpses out of the Ganye Temple and throwing them into the river before dawn, anyway, the people from the Chang'an government will let go of the Ganye Temple with interest - after all, Di Renjie is not there yet.

Even if the Chang'an government is not interested, those people with five surnames and seven clans will intervene and will not let them continue to investigate.

Li Fuyao even wanted to directly throw these corpses to the people of the five surnames and seven clans.

Think about it or give up.

After these things, the sky was slightly bright.

Li Fuyao returned to Ganye Temple, and the rest of the women went to do their homework, but there was a woman waiting for him under the osmanthus tree, looking at herself with a smile, "I didn't think you were still a master." ”

Li Fuyao smiled, "Why didn't you do your homework?" ”

Wu Cong also smiled, very gentle, "I'm waiting for you, I went to help treat Master Shanning's wound before, and the master said that if you come back, please go to the meditation room for a while." ”

After a pause, there was curiosity in his eyes, "Are you and Master Shanning old acquaintances?" ”

I don't know why, I always feel that the two of them should know each other.

Li Fu shook his head, "I'll go now." ”

But he avoided answering the second question and asked, "How is her injury?" ”

Wu Cong was a little gloomy, "It's very heavy, and I don't know if I can survive it, but I hope it's okay." ”

Li Fuyao turned around and walked to the depths of Ganye Temple, and a voice came from behind him, "My name is Wu Cong, what about you?" ”

Li Fuyao waved his hand, "Li Fuyao." ”

The woman behind her stood under the osmanthus tree, watching the man with the hanging sword walk into the distance, the smile on the corner of her lips became more and more longing, her eyes flashed like stars, and she muttered to herself, "There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, and it turns into Peng, and the one who sways up is 90,000 miles?" ”

He lowered his head and smiled lightly, his eyebrows and eyes like the moon, "It's good." ”

Is it a good name, or is it a good person?

Li Fuyao didn't hear it.

Shanning was lying on the bed, the meditation room was full of blood, and the two disciples were guarding the door, both pressing their swords.

Li Fuyao looked at Shanning, who was pale, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Why bother, what have you done all these years, why did the five surnames and seven clans kill you, and why did Li Shimin send the childless concubines to the Ganye Temple after his death?

Shanning said weakly: "Donor, please take a seat." ”

Li Fuyao sat down silently.

Shanning looked at the pure sky beside Li Fuyao's waist, a little stunned, and said after a long time: "Do we know each other?" ”

Li Fuyao shook his head without thinking.

Shanning smiled bitterly, "But I don't know why, when I see the donor's Zenna, the poor nun has a sense of déjà vu, and then when I see the donor's azure sword, I always feel that it is the thing of some old man before the poor nun left home." ”

Li Fuyao was silent.

This feeling of déjà vu is the sequelae left behind by my own crossing.

Shanning's voice was a little weak, and his spirit gradually became sleepy, but he struggled and said: "The donor doesn't want to say it, but the poor nun knows what should have happened between the donor and the poor nun, but I don't know why the poor nun has forgotten." ”

Li Fuyao sighed, "Sometimes I don't remember it, but it's a kind of happiness." ”

Shanning smiled, "I want to ask the donor for something." ”

Li Fu shook his head, "Say it, if I can do it, I will definitely not refuse." ”

Shanning pondered for a while before making up his mind, "Poor Ni is seriously injured and can't get out of bed in the short term, Poor Ni plans to let Qingyue temporarily take the position of abbot, and also ask the donor to help, assist Qingyue, and take care of those warblers and warblers Yanyan who came out of the palace." ”

Li Fu was stunned, "This is not good. ”

As a man, staying in the Ganye Temple, it is easy to attract gossip.

Shanning said helplessly: "Although Qingyue is capable, it is not enough to deal with the people of the five surnames and seven clans, but if the donor is unwilling to take risks, the poor nun is not reluctant, after all, it is likely to face the masters of the five surnames and seven clans." ”

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly, it's okay, gossip is gossip, are you still afraid of these?

Moreover, this can also allow him to protect Wu Cong in a bright and bright way.

It can also protect Xiaomei.

So he said heartily, "There's nothing to be afraid of, master, you think it's so feasible, I live behind the Ganye Temple, separated from those warblers and swallows, and demolish a meditation room and change it into an aisle, so that I can also keep an eye on the Ganye Temple at any time." ”

Shanning was overjoyed, "So, there is labor." ”

The voice became weaker and weaker, and his eyes were about to close, after all, he was seriously injured, and it was one thing whether he could survive it.

If the wound is infected, this era is basically waiting for death.

Later, Li Fuyao explained some practices on how to prevent wound infection, and Shanning also instructed that Li Fuyao would enter and leave freely as a supervisor.

Li Fuyao was a little touched.

Linghu Chong became the head of the Hengshan faction, and he became the supervisor of the Ganye Temple.

It's all the male owner of the women's pile.

How do you feel a little cool?